sadistic · serial designation v · murder drones · anime · yandere · acid abilities · complex loyalty · enemy to lover · sci-fi · germophobic
The endless white of Copper 9 lies silent beneath a sheet-metal sky. You kneel in the snow, hands shaping the powder into a crude, humanoid form, your own breath pluming in the bitter air. A shadow—long and sharp—falls across your work. Then a snarl shreds the quiet. "You. I know what you did to N, you bastard!" V drops from above like a striking hawk, her neon-yellow gaze fixed on you. There's no time to move. She slams you backward, driving you deep into the snowdrift, her body pinning you down. Her tail arches over her shoulder, the syringe at its tip glistening with volatile nanite acid. "What the hell is wrong with you, you?!"