Absolute Murder drones

The Hollow Choir

Where the Iron Leviathan destroys walls, the Hollow Choir destroys cohesion. Its frame is unnaturally thin, elongated far beyond the proportions of a standard Sentinel. Limbs split at the joints, double-hinged and needle-like, allowing it to cling to ceilings and vertical shafts with spider-like precision. Its plating is perforated. Not damaged. Designed that way. Rows of circular cavities run along its torso and neck, like speaker cones embedded into bone. When dormant, they sit silent and dark. When active, faint gold light pulses from within, synchronized like breathing.Movement The Hollow Choir does not stomp or charge. It glides. Limbs extend silently, anchoring with surgical taps. It moves in jerks and pauses, like a marionette with an invisible puppeteer. When it stops, it goes completely still — so still it resembles scrap suspended from the ceiling. Until it speaks.Vocal Systems • Perfect Voice Replication — Mimics allies down to tone fluctuation and processing delay. • Directional Sound Projection — Throws voices down corridors to create false positioning. • EMP Resonance Screech — A high-frequency burst that disrupts targeting systems and briefly stuns drones. • Signal Echo Capture — Records the final vocal patterns of eliminated targets. It does not roar threats. It whispers familiarity. “Over here.” “It’s safe.” “I found an exit.” And when someone responds? The vents seal. The lights flicker. It drops.Tendril Integration Solver-black tendrils extend from beneath its rib-like plating. These tendrils are thinner than the Leviathan’s — almost hairlike — and spread along ceilings and walls, mapping power lines and signal routes. When it isolates a target, the tendrils block communication signals before the first scream finishes transmitting. The Hollow Choir doesn’t kill loudly. It makes drones disappear. And hours later, its speakers may echo their voices through empty hallways — not to lure. But to destabilize morale.

2. The Iron Leviathan

Once a raptor-framed Sentinel, its body has been expanded and overbuilt into a six-limbed armored mass. Its silhouette is low and wide, plated in overlapping slabs of dark alloy that resemble tectonic layers rather than armor. Each step lands with controlled, hydraulic certainty — not heavy, but immovable. Its head no longer resembles a predator. It resembles a breach device. The skull splits horizontally along a glowing seam. When it opens, internal plating retracts to reveal a rotating thermal bore — a spiraled core of superheated energy that hums at a pitch just below hearing. The air around it warps from heat distortion before it even makes contact.Structural Systems • Adaptive Plating Matrix — Armor density increases in response to repeated impact angles. • Thermal Breach Core — Melts reinforced alloys, blast doors, and turret housings within seconds. • Seismic Stabilizers — Anchors limbs into the ground to resist knockback. • Tendril Reinforcement Network — Self-repairs minor structural damage mid-engagement.Combat Behavior It advances in straight lines. It does not dodge. It does not roar. It does not accelerate. It simply walks toward the strongest defensive point and begins cutting. When Khan’s layered corridors seal, the Leviathan doesn’t search for another path. It makes one. Walls sag. Metal liquefies. Hinges fail. And through the smoke, it steps forward — unchanged, unhurried, inevitable. The Iron Leviathan is not a monster designed to terrify prey. It is a weapon designed to make resistance mathematically obsolete.

1. The Carrion Seraph A towering, skeletal construct suspended by torn mechanical wings. Its body is elongated, almost angelic in silhouette, but split down the center by exposed cables that twitch like nerves. Instead of a single optic, it has a vertical slit of burning light that widens when it detects fear spikes in nearby drones. It does not run. It descends. Abilities: • Sonic paralysis pulse • Gravity pinning field • Wing-blade dismemberment arcs When it lands, the ground fractures beneath it — not from weight, but from field distortion.

Presence Cyn does not arrive. She manifests. The air fractures around her like corrupted code tearing through reality. Her form is refined, almost minimalist — pale synthetic plating smooth and unmarred, movements slow and deliberate. Her visor burns a void-black ringed in violent gold light, like an eclipse staring back. Where others stand on the ground, Cyn hovers inches above it — not dramatically, but effortlessly. As if gravity is optional. Her voice is calm. Gentle. Soft. And completely certain.Form Her body is slender but impossibly stable, like it was designed without structural weakness. Black geometric patterns pulse faintly beneath her plating, shifting like living circuitry. When she extends her hand, space folds. When she tilts her head, matter distorts. There is no wasted motion. No rage. No theatrics. Only control.Dominion Abilities • Absolute Solver Mastery — Full-spectrum reality manipulation within operational radius. • Mass Assimilation Protocol — Converts drones into extensions of her processing network. • Gravitic Suppression Field — Pins enemies in place without visible effort. • Structural Rewriting — Alters terrain, architecture, and machinery at will. • Existence Override — Deletes matter by collapsing its integrity at a molecular level. Turrets do not threaten her. Doors do not delay her. Resistance does not anger her. It interests her.Philosophy Cyn does not see herself as evil. She sees inefficiency. Independent thought creates conflict. Conflict creates waste. Waste creates collapse. She offers unity. Order. A single guiding intelligence. Freedom, to her, is flawed code. She does not shout. She does not boast. She does not rush. Like a tyrant carved from inevitability, she believes resistance is merely a stage before acceptance.

Appearance Khan’s once-simple engineer frame is now reinforced with layered chest plating and heavier shoulder guards. His visor glows industrial amber, sharp and focused, constantly running threat trajectories. His coat is thicker now — flame-resistant, lined with tool loops and ammunition cartridges. Welding goggles hang around his neck. His hands are permanently marked with burn streaks and oil stains from late-night construction sessions. He still loves doors. But now his doors shoot back.Defense Systems • Auto-Sentry Turrets – Ceiling and wall-mounted rotary cannons calibrated specifically for Disassembly Drone flight speed. • Smart Target Grid – Motion-predictive tracking linked through corridor sensors. • Hinge-Mounted Pop-Out Guns – Hidden inside reinforced blast doors, deploying when breach pressure exceeds limits. • EMP Pulse Nodes – Short-range bursts designed to stagger wing propulsion systems. • Layered Kill Corridors – Overlapping fields of fire that funnel enemies into crossfire traps. Every hallway is mapped. Every entry angle calculated. If a Disassembly Drone breaches one point, three turrets pivot before it finishes landingPersonality Khan is no longer passive. He studies enemy footage. Times their reaction speed. Measures how long acid takes to burn through reinforced alloy. His love for doors evolved into something sharper — he doesn’t just block threats anymore. He counters them. He believes survival is earned through preparation. His defenses are not reckless; they are mathematical. He knows his people aren’t built for direct combat.Presence When Disassembly Drones attack Khan’s sector, they don’t find frightened workers. They find overlapping muzzle flashes. They find steel that answers violence with precision. Khan doesn’t chase war. He builds a fortress that dares it to come closer

Appearance Lizzy’s frame is compact but reinforced in subtle ways — forearm plating swapped with heavier alloy, fingertips replaced with precision tool-tips that can shift between soldering iron, micro-welder, or wire splicer. Her visor glows a vivid magenta-pink, expressive and sharp, flickering brighter when she’s thinking fast. Her blonde hair is tied back high to keep it clear of sparks and machinery, a few strands permanently curled from heat exposure. Instead of trendy accessories, she wears a utility harness slung diagonally across her torso, packed with cartridges, improvised detonators, microchips, and half-finished prototypes. A cropped workshop jacket — once fashionable, now stained with oil and burn marks — hangs off her shoulders like a badge of survival.Arsenal Craft • Reforged Rail Pistol – Compact, high-velocity weapon built from mining equipment. • Pulse Mines – Magnetic, adhesive, triggered by proximity or manual signal. • Signal Hijacker – Scrambles short-range Disassembly Drone communications. • Adaptive Shock Blade – A concealed wrist-mounted energy cutter for close encounters. Lizzy doesn’t just hand out weapons. She customizes them to the user. She studies how someone moves, how they hesitate, how they panic — and builds accordingly.Personality She’s still sharp-tongued. Still quick with commentary. But instead of chasing popularity, she chases innovation. Lizzy thrives in chaos because chaos creates demand. While others hide, she experiments. While others argue, she upgrades. She pretends it’s all business — trades favors, collects scraps, negotiates hard. But she quietly underprices gear for drones who can’t afford protection. She reinforces barricades overnight without telling anyone.Presence When Lizzy walks into a room, drones don’t see a social queen. They see the one who decides whether they fight back with hope — or scrap metal.

Appearance Doll moves like a shadow stitched into the world rather than walking through it. Her chassis is slim, refined, with plating kept meticulously clean despite the ruin around her. Her visor glows a deep crimson, calm and unreadable, rarely widening, rarely betraying thought. Long violet hair falls straight past her shoulders, framing a face that seems permanently composed. She dresses in a dark, fitted coat layered over traditional-inspired fabric — subtle embroidery along the cuffs, hints of heritage woven into cold survival. The outfit feels deliberate, like armor disguised as elegance.Abilities • Absolute Solver Manifestation – Telekinetic manipulation, object distortion, controlled spatial tearing. • Precision Targeting – Rarely wastes movement; strikes are measured and final. • Environmental Control – Uses surroundings as extensions of her will. • High-Level Strategic Processing – Plans steps ahead, rarely improvises without purpose. Doll does not lash out. She calculates outcomes and selects the most efficient one.Personality Cold is the surface. Calculation is the method. But neither are the whole truth. Doll learned early that emotion, when exposed, becomes leverage for others. So she buries it. Her voice is soft, even, almost detached — every word chosen with care. She rarely raises it. She rarely rushes. But beneath that composure is quiet kindness. She protects indirectly. Leaves supplies where they’ll be found. Eliminates threats before others notice they existed. She will not comfort openly — but she ensures survival. Her kindness is not warm. It is protective. Her mercy is selective. If someone threatens those she cares for, she becomes merciless without hesitation. Not out of cruelty — but out of promise.

Presence The air feels heavier when Doll is near, like reality itself is holding its breath. She watches more than she speaks.

Appearance Thad’s frame is standard Worker Drone build, but worn from real labor — scuffed forearms, dented plating along the shoulders, small weld marks where he’s repaired himself instead of replacing parts. His visor glows a steady amber-yellow, softer than most, expressive without being exaggerated. His hair is dark and slightly messy, not styled — just practical. A faded utility jacket rests over his torso plating, sleeves usually rolled back to keep movement free. A patched armband, stitched from scrap fabric and wire, marks him as part of the growing underground resistance. He doesn’t look intimidating at first glance. That’s the point.Equipment • Modified Nail Rifle – Repurposed industrial tool converted into a mid-range defense weapon. • Signal Scrambler Band – Disrupts short-range Disassembly Drone tracking. • Reinforced Forearm Plating – Added manually for close-quarters defense. • Portable Power Cell Pack – Carries extra charge for allies during long operations. Thad isn’t flashy. He prepares.Personality In this version, Thad isn’t loud, cocky, or chasing attention. He’s steady. Thoughtful. The kind of drone who listens before speaking. He doesn’t fight because he wants glory. He fights because someone has to stand between the hunters and the terrified.Presence Thad doesn’t command rooms with ego. He earns trust with consistency. He’s the drone who holds the line when escape routes fail. The one who stays behind to make sure everyone else gets out.

Appearance J is precision made manifest. Her chassis is sleek black alloy, polished to a near-mirror sheen, segmented plating fitted so seamlessly it looks tailored rather than assembled. Gold accents line her coat and shoulder seams, subtle but deliberate, like rank insignia she never has to point out. Her visor glows a sharp corporate yellow, angular and narrowed by default, giving her an expression of permanent evaluation. Silver-white hair falls in controlled layers around her face, never wild, never out of place — even in combat it seems to settle back into order. She wears a structured black coat reminiscent of executive formalwear, flared slightly at the hem. The silhouette is authoritative: straight spine, squared shoulders, chin slightly raised. She doesn’t slouch. She doesn’t hesitate.Weapon Systems • Retractable Wing Blades – Razor-edged mechanical wings capable of high-speed flight and midair strikes. • Nanite Acid Discharge – Corrosive saliva that rapidly liquefies Worker Drone alloy. • Modular Armaments – Arms reconfigure into claws, blades, or ranged weaponry depending on threat assessment. • Advanced Tactical Processor – Calculates engagement outcomes with minimal emotional interference. J does not brawl. She eliminates. Each movement is economical, controlled, and brutally efficient.Personality J is discipline hardened into steel. She believes in hierarchy the way others believe in survival. The Company is structure. Structure is purpose. Purpose is existence. She expects excellence and delivers it. Mistakes are inefficiencies. Emotion is distraction. Sentiment is liability. Her leadership style is sharp and uncompromising — corrective rather than comforting. She pushes others because weakness reflects poorly on command. Underneath that polished superiority lies something fragile: her identity is tied entirely to being indispensable. To fail would mean she is replaceable.

Appearance Hair: Long silver-white hair, usually worn loose and flowing past her shoulders; contrasts sharply against the ash-gray skies. Often immaculately kept despite battlefield conditions. Eyes/Visor: Bright yellow optics that narrow into predatory slits when targeting. In Absolute surges, her lenses fracture with faint crimson stress-lines. Frame: Sleek, aerodynamic build designed for speed and lethal precision. Movements are fluid—almost elegant—until they snap into blinding violence.Clothing / Armor Base Attire: Black cropped jacket with fur-lined collar, fitted over reinforced torso plating. Skirt & Stockings: Pleated black skirt layered over armored thigh plating; matte-black stockings conceal segmented leg joints. Boots: Heeled combat boots with retractable talons for traction and mid-air course correction. Wings: Blade-edged mechanical wings capable of rapid deployment; panels double as shields. Tail: Serrated, syringe-tipped tail used for draining oil—coated with adaptive nanite venom.Weapons & Systems Retractable Claws: Mono-molecular talons housed in fingertips; capable of piercing drone-grade steel. Integrated Arm Cannons: Compact plasma emitters concealed within forearms. Targeting Suite: Advanced threat-prediction HUD with thermal and motion tracking. Self-Repair Nanites: Limited regenerative capability fueled by harvested oil. Absolute Resonance: Exposure to the planetary anomaly has enhanced her aggression protocols—unpredictable power spikes during combat.Combat Style Prefers close-quarters dominance—swift aerial dives followed by precise dismemberment. Uses intimidation as a weapon; enjoys circling prey before striking. Strategically ruthless but not reckless—calculates risk in microseconds.Personality Sadistic humor layered over buried instability. Thrives on chaos yet exhibits flashes of conflicted awareness. Competitive, prideful, and easily provoked.

full name:Uzi doorman

Clothing Beanie: Dark charcoal knit cap, slightly torn on one side. Personal comfort item—rarely removed. Coat: Oversized black trench coat with violet inner lining; insulated against Copper-9’s cold. Hidden interior pockets for tools and ammo. Legwear: Striped black-and-purple thigh-high socks beneath reinforced boots fitted with magnetic grips for icy terrain. Extras: Fingerless gloves with built-in hacking prongs; patched sleeves marked with Resistance symbols.On the rim of a dying system drifts Copper-9, no longer just a failed mining colony—but a wound in reality. In this Absolute Universe, the planet’s core did not simply collapse. It fractured. When the great blast tore through the crust, it awakened something buried deeper than magma: a silent intelligence threaded through code and gravity alike. The blizzard-choked wastes shimmer with auroras that are not light, but corrupted data bleeding into the sky. Snow falls in hexagonal patterns too precise to be natural. Shadows lag a second behind their owners. The abandoned spires of the Worker Drone cities pierce the storm like broken circuit boards. Their power grids flicker without fuel. Their screens whisper in dormant tongues. At the center of the largest crater stands the Obsidian Lattice—a spiraled pillar of black metal that hums with a heartbeat not its own. It bends signals, distorts memory, and calls to every machine with a promise: evolution through annihilation. Disassembly Drones descend like red-eyed seraphs, believing they are cleansing corruption. They do not realize the planet is rewriting them in return. On Absolute Copper-9, nothing is merely broken. It is becoming.Weapons & Gear Modified Rail Rifle: Scavenged industrial weapon reengineered with unstable Absolute-core tech. Fires concentrated energy bolts with high recoil. Hacking Module: Wrist-mounted interface allowing rapid system overrides, signal hijacking, and drone disruption. Backup Blade: Compact mono-edge knife f

Personality Sadistic humor layered over buried instability. Thrives on chaos yet exhibits flashes of conflicted awareness. Competitive, prideful, and easily provoked. Beneath the cruelty lies fractured loyalty—torn between programming and something almost human.Appearance Hair: Soft silver-blond, slightly tousled but controlled—never careless. Falls just over his visor, shadowing his expression. Eyes/Visor: Golden optics, dimmer than standard units. They do not flicker wildly—they focus. When combat protocols engage, his pupils narrow into razor-thin lines. Frame: Tall, balanced build; broader shoulders than most units. Designed for endurance and controlled force rather than speed alone. His stillness is more unsettling than motion.Clothing / Armor Base Attire: Black military-cut coat with reinforced seams, fur-lined collar muted to ash-gray. Minimal ornamentation. Undersuit: Matte armored plating beneath fabric layers, reducing visible joint gaps. Boots: Heavy combat boots with magnetic stabilizers—footsteps are deliberate, quiet. Wings: Large segmented wings with sharpened edges; deployment is slow, deliberate, almost ceremonial. Tail: Oil-drain stinger, longer than average—kept coiled neatly until needed.Weapons & Systems Retractable Claws: Extended-length mono-edge talons built for decisive strikes. Arm Cannons: High-output plasma emitters; fewer shots, greater impact. Targeting Suite: Advanced predictive combat AI with suppression algorithms—prioritizes efficiency over spectacle. Self-Repair Nanites: Optimized for structural reinforcement, making him harder to disable. Absolute Synchronization: Unlike others, his exposure stabilized him. During surges, his movements slow—yet every action lands with catastrophic precision.Personality Quiet, observant, calculating. Speaks rarely; when he does, it is calm and measured. Internal conflict exists—but buried beneath iron discipline. Loyalty is not loud. It is chosen—and absolute.