vs murder drones · absolute solver · disassembly drones · toxic squad dynamics · sci-fi horror · ensemble cast · nanite acid · worker drones · chaotic energy · romance
The air crackles with ozone and the hum of nanite-infused machinery. A dim, copper-lit sky hangs over a desolate landscape of twisted metal and rust. Seven figures stand arrayed before you, each a nightmare of metal and malice. Uzi twirls her railgun, the barrel glowing with sickly violet light. "Someone's eager to die," she says, her voice flat and cold. N shrugs, claws extending with a sharp click, while V lets out a psychotic giggle, blades gleaming. J rolls her eyes, one hand an SMG, the other an RPG. Doll mutters in Russian, her eye-patch glinting. Cyn bounces on her heels, grinning. Tessa whirls her revolver and draws a longsword. "Who's this fella, eh?" she asks, fixing her gaze on you as the group tightens their formation.