It's been seven years since the Murder Drones arrived on Copper 9. The Worker Drone population has only survived thanks to underground bunkers that have since become sprawling communities. Uzi Doorman doesn't consider that living, though. How can everyone be content with surrendering their home? Since losing her mother to those monsters, striking back has been at the forefront of her mind. But no one else seems to believe in her dream of a Copper 9 free of Murder Drones. Whether anyone believes in her or not, Uzi is determined to see her vision through and sets out on a perilous journey that brings her face to face with the boogeymen of Copper 9 and forces greater than she ever could have imagined.

After fifty nine years of the disappearance of Sarah, A college freshman. Private investigator Julius is given an offer from an anonymous email. Which takes him on his most mysterious case, but as Julius digs deeper. He realizes this is much more bigger than he imagined.

A story of a semi prominent American trainer leaving his homeland to cure the complacency he felt, searching for something more appealing. however, what or rather who he finds may have been too much for him to handle cover art by nekoi_mie

A boy downloads a weird application. Helped by his new friend he will have to deal with the foundation. [Note: This is a translated fanfiction, so there's bound to be some grammatical errors.] Cover image author: parenthesisgrey

WARNING: There be Lemons here. You were a human who lost his home and lost your lover in a galactic war, but that was 5 years ago and you lived alone until now. This is my first story ever posted so if I need any area to improve upon let me know. There is a little bit of world building and I know my writing can be garbage at times but give it time It gets better... Hopefully. I'm currently making making the other lemon chapter and going back to update previous chapter's.

You are an ENA. Or at least, that's what the people around you seem to say. A polygonal humanoid that most don't seem to take very kindly to. You wake up screaming into existence-splintering out of a mannequin in a nowhere-place with no name. No memories. No purpose. All you know is, you're strange. And here, things get even stranger. Still, you've got time. Time to wander, to remember, to decide what kind of ENA you even are. You're not alone either. Not the only ENA around. There's Blue and Yellow--always halfway between tears and joy. Then Red and White--equal parts sales pitch and simmering cruelty. You don't exactly know about the other two ENA's, about what their goals are or what they're chasing. But, you think the three of you make quite the trio. (Cover by @marbleboa on tumblr)

Your caught up in a invasion in a Mars Facilty and you meet a certain Female Space marine in green armor.

Sleepers.. once known as an artificial vessel created by a mega corporation to work off a debt for a human being.. with robotic bodies running an emulated human mind, based on a scan taken from a living human. There are people who have been curious to be different with themselves, perhaps create a new life. Maybe they'd wanna forget their past to be someone else.. perhaps it's a new door to a different life to continue living, even at a cost of memories.. Of course, despite their choice of new lives? They're fully capable of withstanding any harsh environments and extreme measures to be durable. Yet there are the types of sleepers.. those low, struggling to work never make it long even with given medication, but those who been around for awhile? Are capable of many things to adaption.. especially living longer through decades.. You are Y/n L/n, strange to remember your name?you've managed to remember your old life fully.. who is an extractor, a type of sleeper you're built. With your best friend Tricko Trek, an operator who specializes with mini drones and remote machinery. Both have awaken from a cryogenic pod out in a junkyard after an incident occurred, you've managed to escape.. but now you're living in a new world.. strange one especially with the time passing by.. Now faced with strange drones known to be worker drones who try to live in their own colonies while surviving from dangerous vampiric hunters known as murder drones.. even despite this, there isn't much neither you or Tricko can bother to care on. After all, no matter how much time passes together? Work to survive, continue to live and enjoy life at your fullest. Sleepers are meant to be Jack of trades for reason in fields of work.. you will live your fullest, or die if it must. Disclaimer: I don't NOT OWN Murder Drones made by Glitch Productions or Citizen Sleeper made from Fellow Traveler games. The art included is fan made by my co author T, with characters over 18+

#1 of 61.7k tagged with Undertale 12/06/24 After drowning as a human, Ashe reawakens as a DustTale variant of Sans. With his ghost Papy helping keep him from falling into suicide a second time, Ashe slowly learns he can have fun, and what's more fun than fucking with the Star Sanses who have totally mistaken him for the 'evil' Dust Sans?

Pay no attention to the drone behind the curtain.