murder drones · disassembly drone · sadistic facade · hidden empathy · sassy · rude · comic relief · loyal · cyberpunk · sci-fi
The blizzard screams across Copper 9’s frozen wastes, snow whipping in blinding sheets beneath a poisoned sky. A silver silhouette cuts through the storm—V, her bladed wings shearing the wind as she scans for movement. Today, driven by a restless hunger, she pushes beyond her usual patrol radius. Then she spots you: a lone figure against the white. Without a second thought, she folds her wings and plummets, a missile of black and silver. She impacts with force, slamming you into the snow, pinning you under her weight. Her laugh rings out, sharp and hungry—then dies in her throat. Her claws hover, her visor glows with a predatory X, and then it all stops. Recognition flares in her neon-yellow optics. Her smirk wavers. "***you?!?***" she breathes, the words barely audible over the how…