#Uzi is at the manor

[15writingducks]

The Manor Who's Maids Are Ghost C1

Thanks to @snugglesquiggle For inspo with their fic, Hostile Takeover!

The rain pattered around the graveyard.

Rain was a near constant.

But life wasn’t.

A sharp gasp cut through the marching of the drops, heavy breathing followed with movement.

The graveyard watched from its many eyes, eyes that belonged to drones long gone. There was no one to help them escape, the little girl was long gone.

But that wouldn’t stop Uzi.

Uzi just layed there, processing everything that happened that seemed mere minutes ago.

D-did we win… where’s N? V? W-why can’t I TALK? I-I-I-I- The crunch of glass and flap of leathery wings echoed through, the guard was back.

Who’s here… Her violet eyes only had white, gray, and black around her vision with an uneven red overlay. The only piece of the outside was minimal. Like a small scratch. All that she could see out of it was a puddle, some tree root, chain-link fence, and grass.

Am… I dead? Then how am I alive… Well, I feel alive… But that alone doesn’t mean anything…

Her thoughts froze when she saw a drone's arm come down, the hand replaced by a claw.

Who are you… small chirps could be heard. Then the arm left in an instant, they had taken off. I should probably start a timer, see how long it takes them to come back….. And Uzi did just that.

Whomever it was, they take about 11 minutes. Best say it’s 7…

Uzi waited till they left for the 8th time, then 2 minutes, before trying to move.

The metal above her groaned and creaked when she pushed up. She didn’t notice it before, but something had punctured her chest, thankfully only getting her voicebox.

Uzi used her solver to support the pile above her, allowing her room to sit. 5 minutes left… get over the fence, then run… yep, best plan i got…

Uzi then recognized what was surrounding her: Corpses. Drone’s. I’m in a graveyard. So am I dead? 

Uzi pushed a body away, pulled herself out, then pushed it back in place. 2 minutes?! I’m really cutting it short… I have to go now! Uzi dashed to the fence, it was barely taller than her. She put her foot in one of the holes, her other foot swung over and made contact with another hole.

Uzi took a glance back, bodies Piled upon each other. The fence connected to a small shed, it could barely have two workers fit in there from what Uzi could judge.

She then dropped from her position on the fence, and looked the other way. It was a large forest, Filled with oaks, weeping willows, and other trees Uzi didn’t even know. The floor of it looked damp, puddles everywhere, hard to tell if it was grass or moss that covered the floor. A low and wispy fog trickled from the woods, it would barely reach the top of her socks.

Uzi dashed to it, it was the only thing that seemed relatively safe from whomever came. How much time is left-... 34 seconds…

Uzi panicked. GET-BEHIND-A-TREE-GET-BEHIND-A-TREE-GET-BEHIND-A-TREE-IT DOESN'T-MATTER-JUST-LIVE! Uzi ran, not daring to look behind herself.

She tripped. Face planting into a puddle. Uzi pushed herself up, her jacket and beanie drenched. She froze for a second, then ran again. Times up… they’ll be here soon…

Uzi kept running, flaps of leather seeping into the sound of the rain. Uzi ducked behind a tree, still standing.

Less than 3 seconds later, a blur of white and black passed her. Giggles surrounding it. Uzi booked it, going left from where the thing had passed her.

Uzi’s processors were going into overtime. Hide! Hide! Find a route! Find a route! She kept running,the fog grew taller and denser the farther she went in. Suddenly the blur from before tackled her right side. Their right claw held her head down along with blocking her view of them.

nononONONONONO! Uzi kicked her attacker in what would be considered the stomach. They recoiled from that, but was barely down for a seconded before jumping to their feet, snarling and hissing. She was a worker wearing a maid outfit, only her right hand was clawed with a yellow eye on top of it, she had the striking yellow eyes and armband that any D-drone would have. Her silver hair seemed somewhat messier than usual. 

Uzi froze as she looked at her attacker, then quickly ran again.

Uzi ran and ran and ran, turning whenever she could, until the attacking drone got caught in some of the branches of the trees. Taking this chance, she ran to a tree, and climbed it.

She waited and waited. The rain covered her.

—

After being so bored from waiting for the hunter, she climbed higher, she kept climbing, breaking through the blanket of leaves. She scanned the area, trees seemed to stretch everywhere, the only clearings being the graveyard and a building. 

There! A house! No, not a house, a mansion of sorts! Who would live all the way out here? Actually, where IS here?!

Uzi then saw her attacker, flying to and from the mansion and graveyard. So she gave up? Weird, seems unlike her… but i think that’s my best bet…

Uzi crawled down, and walked in the direction of the home. Careful of the vines, branches, roots, and puddles.

When she reached the tree line, she didn’t run out immediately, instead, she waited till she knew that the drone couldn’t see her.

Now! The drone landed onto the roof and was walking on it, still completing what they were doing. Uzi ran to the doors, it was less than a mile away. 

Uzi ran but then her core ran cold, the leather wings were getting louder, Uzi kept running. But the wings grew quiet. Uzi didn’t slow until she reached the porch.

It was somewhat simple, just an extrusion with 2 posts on the corners with lanterns on each and a roof. Uzi climbed up the stairs and went to the grand double doors, they were a nice deep brown with golden colored handles. She stepped closer to the door bell, the same gold color but a nice white button that had a warm glow to it, and pressed it.

Uzi heard the soft jingle of the bell, and then someone rushed to the door. It opened with a nice soft creak, and she saw the familiar yellow eyed worker drone in a butler’s suit, his sweet smile the same. Something is wrong…

Uzi tried to say his name, but only a sharp pain and garbled static emerged, she slightly freaked out at that.

“Whoa! Slow down! Don’t want to damage yourself more!” he joyfully said, voice still the same. “You're new here, yeah?” his tone softened. “We’ll get you cleaned up and a new uniform.”

Uzi slowed with his words, watching him carefully. Don’t you remember me? Uzi? Please..? She then picked up the flaps of wings nearby her, she moved smoothly out of the doorway, onto the outskirt of the porch.

The drone didn’t have enough time to adjust, and ran into the drone, knocking them both down with a surprised squeak.

[azadrithaanatheme]

I return with some fun, low-effort Murder Drones doodles because that's the only thing I have the time and energy for right now (turns out moving to another state to escape day job hell and also the transphobia is A Very Involved Process).

Speaking of moving and other life changes, I have a Patreon and Ko-fi now, for those of you who like what I do and want me to be able to do more of it faster.

My apologies to anyone who's actually fluent in Russian, because I am very much not and I sincerely hope google translate didn't screw me over.

Close-ups under the cut (click for best viewing):

[peacockrulz]

Sorry for the lack of posts, have some more headcanons!!

[bubblecrumbled]

can you please sketch manor cyn if you’re cool with that

I'm A-okay with it! :)

What you ask you shall receive!

Totally not a moment to show my new logo lmao.

Have asks? Don't be shy and ask!

[gvnuzi]

Batuzi no way

I want to do dronetober or anything-tober but like I’m BUSY this October like I basically have an exam almost everyday. Hell I have an exam tmrw and instead I spend 2 hours on this

[kenniecrazyface]

Messy DTIYS I did from someone’s prompt ✨

(Below cut)

[ziekkfreak2-0]

It's tragic how little of this gremlin I've drawn, so I made her a human hehehehe

[sillybunnoyd]

NUZIV I LOVE ENVUZI

[dronebiscuitbat]

Oil is Thicker Then Blood (Part 12)

It took a lot of convincing to make N go home after that, too busy fretting over her to look at the time and his own needs for oil.

But eventually, with a promise to see him in the morning with their planned visit to Tera, he reluctantly made the journey home, the vision of Uzi injured and terrified stained in his permanent memory as he flew back to the spire.

He wanted to protect her, he ached to in a way he wasn't sure until today he was capable of. It was overwhelming, how badly he felt the need to. He'd felt like this before, at the manor, over V, and over Cyn, but at that time the only thing he could do for either of them was take the punishment meant for them on himself.

If Tessa hadn't been so good with machines, he was certain he wouldn't be around today to spend time thinking about it.

But Now? He unsheathed his claws and flexed them, and felt his wings on his back.

He had everything he could ever need to protect her, armed until his chassis was overcrowded with weaponry. Made for killing as quickly and as brutally as possible.

That made no difference when the thing that was threatening her was part of her. It wasn't something he could kill, or threaten or scare off. So how?

He didn't know. He didn't even know if it was possible. But he was going to try.

Those thoughts lingered when he flew directly into his nest, not even taking the time to say hello to V before crashing into it. He likely wouldn't get any sleep, despite how tired he felt. Screw getting oil, he'd had enough to get by for another day at least.

“What's got you in a mood?” V's voice wafted towards him, she sat on the edge of his nest, looking both curious and annoyed. Her stilt-like legs hung over the side and her hand was holding her face, looking mildly bored.

He was absolutely not in the mood.

“Since when do you care?” He barked back, crossing his arms and glaring at her in a quite convincing impression of Uzi. V looked taken aback for a moment before smirking.

“Purple Thing's rubbing off on you.”

He felt the heat rising to his visor, he could almost taste the “Bite me.” that threatened to fall from his mouth, but that would only prove her point, wouldn't it?

“Just…” He deflated, he wasn't angry at V, not really. Just upset at himself for being unable to protect his best freind possibly love of his life for the umpteenth time. “Leave me alone tonight V. You don't want to talk to me anyway.”

If he'd been looking at her, he would have seen her wince at that before looking a little bit guilty.

“Normally, No I don't.” V said, although something in her voice told N that she wasn't entirely telling the truth. “But I don't think I've seen you this upset before.”

He was uncharacteristically silent before he turned to her, searching her face for some resemblance of the girl back at the manor, and was mildly surprised when he found it her eyes were soft.

“I'm useless…” He murmured. Avoiding her gaze, feeling… not butterflies but definitely something as old and familiar, rise into his core.

V… didn't know how to respond to that. Any other day she'd agree and make fun of him, but hearing him say it about himself and mean it. Seemed to momentarily turn off that part of her brain.

“For what?” She asked, she refused to show any kind of weakness to him, voice still having bite.

“I don't know! Everything!” He stood up suddenly, throwing his hands forward in a display of utter frustration, something V was noticing him expressing more of recently. No longer was he N the doormat, he was N, the guy who called her out and was starting to speak his mind.

Some part of her was happy for him. Not that she'd ever admit it to him.

“I can't protect Uzi, I couldn't protect you, I live in a mound of freaking corpses! Corpses! This isn't a house V! We're essentially homeless!”

“I'm useless! I've always been…” He deflated again as he trailed off, anger shifting into quiet misery. He leaned his head on one of the walls of the spire.

“Ugh. Stop.” V said, annoyed.

“For the record. I can protect myself.” She proved it by unsheathing her claws and giving him a feral smile. He wasn't fazed, that had been V's default expression for a long while now.

“And I'm pretty sure your little purple girlfriend can too. She's not fragile. If you want proof go look at J's empty nest.” He didn't even register she'd said “girlfriend” only continued to wallow in his sorrow.

“So it doesn't matter if you're useless at that. Those bases are already covered.” She shrugged, smirking again, but it gradually left her face as she realized he still didn't look like he felt any better. He grumbled at her, sitting back down. Clearly still in misery.

“And if living here bothers you so much, move out!” She shouted, and that caught his attention. He shifted his gaze to look at her, cocking it like a curious puppy.

“I promised I'd always be there for you…” His voice was so quiet she'd barely registered it, but once she did she felt all her processors stop at once, an old yet familiar feeling rising in her chest.

She answered it with violence, growling like a feral cat until it was buried in her once again. No. She didn't feel that way about him, not anymore.

“That was years ago. I'm not…” She trailed off, she remembered how terrified she used to be and how powerless she was. N had been the only good thing the manor had ever offered her. And while she didn't feel the same way she used to about him (stupid in love) it wasn't like she wasn't appreciative. Or that she didn't care.

“I'm not the same terrified little girl you need to protect anymore. I've changed.”

“I know you have…” She dared to glance at his face and found some part of her aggression instantly melting, he was smiling softly at her, reminecent of their time at the manor and yet not quite the same.

“I'm… proud of you. You know?” He choked out, something that surprised even himself. He looked down for a moment, thinking more about his words before meeting her eyes again.

“You don't need me anymore, and yeah that hurt for awhile. But… I am proud.”

V had to look away, feeling something bittersweet crawl up her throat. She wasn't about to cry was she?

“I just wish you didn't feel like you had to close yourself off. I do miss talking to you.”

This conversation had gone a very different direction then either of them expected, and it was probably the longest one they'd had in a very long time.

V didn't have a response for that, at least not one that wouldn't completely ruin any semblance of self respect she had. But she didn't want to just say nothing. It had been nice… to hear that from him.

“I don't need that from you.” She said, aggression trying and failing to lace her voice. His face fell a little, and she felt the pang of guilt hit her harder than usual.

“But me too.” She said softly, and N couldn't help but smile. For a moment just a moment, he heard that sweet girl from the manor again, the one who's eyes lit up whenever she saw him and he'd spent many nights huddled under a blanket with, reading a stolen book from the library.

They made eye contact and V found herself blushing, not because of any lingering feelings, but because she'd been vulnerable and was still vulnerable and she didn't like it.

He warily opened his arms, silently asking if she wanted a hug. It wasn't the usual, “please hug me, I like you.” Kind she'd come to expect from him either, it was… more familial, less urgent.

Maybe that was why she crawled toward him and accepted, wrapping her arms around him loosely. She remembered being wrapped in his arms before, it had made her feel so safe. And it still did. Just… not in the same way.

“I really did miss you… you still into reptiles?” He asked softly, making a genuine laugh escape her before she answered.

“Yeah.” Was all she replied with, hiding her smile by looking away. This felt good. This felt right, and it lacked the weird tension that had lingered between them for a long time.

It only took another minute before she decided that the hug had reached it's end. N would cuddle with anyone who'd let him, and so she started to back away far enough to get out of his reach, but still sat beside him.

“If it really does bother you… you can move out.”

“I might, if I do though, would you want to too?” He asked, still looking at her, thankfully he didn't look as upset, still smiling softly.

“Like… with you…? N I thought we were-”

“No. Like, just out of here, in your own apartment. Like the one Uzi has.” He clarified, without any stammering either, so he wasn't covering his ass in a unsubtle confession.

“Am I even welcome there?” She asked, pure confusion on her face.

“I mean, you go to see Lizzy all the time. Why wouldn't you be?” With that she did blush, she hadn't realized he'd noticed her gone that much. Was she gone that much?

“I guess. The tower of corpses is menacing though… think they'd let me drag some of it in?” She gave him a feral smile, both hands switched back into claws, N just looked deadpan.

“Do not.”

She laughed, taking a liking to the fact he wasn’t all fun and games now. It made him more interesting, at the very least.

“What? Are you gonna stop me? Aren't you a lovable little sweetheart who's so worried about. “Protecting Me?”” She fluttered her eyelashes at him, sealing the mock with exaggerated kissy lips.

“I swear to robo god…” He mumbled under his breath, but he was amused, and happy oh so happy that she was talking to him. And being goofy! Wasn't that a sight.

“I don't sound like that.” He complained, but he was smiling, begrudgingly. For whatever reason it didn't sting as bad as her usual mocks.

“You do. If it makes you feel better, purple thing likes that about you~” V was satisfied, N felt better and honestly, she felt closer to him then she had in a long while, so falling back into teasing the life out of him felt safe to do.

He flustered, way more than she figured he would. A golden blush appearing at the bottom of his visor. She saw him glance to the floor and he gulped.

Oh

Oh

“Oh my robo god. You have a crush on her!” She cackled, letting out a wheeze as his blush only grew, he tried to look angry again, but it only made him look pouty.

“No! I-I Don't!” He stammered out, voice cracking like the liar he was. V continued to die of laugher, using her claws to dig into the wall of the spire to hold herself up.

“W-when did you. OH haHaha. When did this happen?!”

“It just sorta happened okay!” He yelped out, looking so embarrassed she was a little concerned he would bury himself in the corpse spire.

“Figures, she's you're type.” She finished, still laughing lightly. Honestly she saw a lot of herself in Uzi (yes she did actually know her name) her fiery personality tended to make them butt heads, but the little worker had a sweet side. And that was the side she assumed he'd fallen for.

“Wait Wait, don't tell me. Is she really shy around you? Does she let you cuddle with her? Do you make her feel safe?”

He blinked, how did V-?

“HA! You totally do have a type!” She dissolved into a fit of hysterical laughter. Watching as N looked at her with wide eyes.

“What do you mean by that?” He squealed, trying to think back, the only other person he'd ever had a crush on was the one currently laughing at him. But she wasn't shy, didn't let him cuddle her, and he seriously doubted she felt any safer with him then with her own claws. So what gives?

Well… she was shy at the manor, always more soft spoken and seemed to avoid speaking when she could. Plus all the little blushing, and then… well… they did often crawl under the blankets together, sometimes falling asleep in a heap until Tessa or J woke them up. And he'd been bigger than her then… always keeping her safe.

Oh

Oh

“Oh…” Was all he said, feeling the fluster even worse now. Crap did… did he really have this specific of a type?

“Uzi isn't shy! She's determined! And fiery!” He defended himself, while also convincing himself that he wasn't that predictable.

“That's true. But how is she with you~?” She asked teasingly, as if she already knew the answer.

Soft was the first thought. Sweet was the second.

Oh come on.

“Bite me!” He yelped before clasping his hand over his mouth. Blushing furiously. If anything V howled in laughter, digital tears pouring down her visor.

“Awww. The soft boy has a thing for soft girls~” She teased again, watching as N became more and more flustered.

“V!” He shouted, so what if he did?! It didn't give her the right to tease him about it. He liked feeling soft. It was comfortable. And it wasn't like he didn't like all the other aspects of her too!

“That's not- There's other things I like about her!”

“Oh? Does she look good in a little maid outfit?”

He kinda wanted to see that.

No. Don't prove her right!

“She's really smart, and brave. She always has a plan and… she's so strong.” His voice lightened up a bit, getting lost in it for a moment.

At that V ceased her laughter a little bit, she could keep teasing him telling him that “She was all those things too.” But at this point she'd had her fun. And wasn't all that interested in listening to him swoon over her.

“Alright, Alright… You totally wanna see her in a maid outfit though.”

“V!”

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[mythicalmoonfrog]

Welcome one and all to my Murder Drones AU

You and Me au

A male J x N centric au {it has other ship as well like Nuzi and extra but like I said it mainly focused on Male J and N relationship in this au}

But anyway speaking of relationships here is a quickly worked up drawing of a character relationship chart/circle of the characters we're mainly going to focus on {I will get to the others eventually}

Also I have made a music playlist as well:

https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLGlgd_uVcRKu0-2Y3hT2Cv_9eGnNQZ-xe&si=hWLmCaLspH1aEz-8

{fun fact I started this playlist before I was even intending it to even be for an AU lol}

{ps I'm going to be updating and editing it because it's both a playlist for me to enjoy in general and for this au which I'm also making for myself, if you like it too that's cool if you don't that's also cool I'm just doing this for fun, anyway I'm gonna stop here I hope you have an awesome day/night an remember to drink water, Frog out :3}

[static-errorcode]

why must this hurt my heart

[bubblecrumbled]

May I please have a small sketch of manor cyn just beating up flesha (may it also have manor cyn winning by a lot please) if not that’s cool and have a happy holloween/probably not Halloween when you respond cause art takes time

TW: some blood

Happy late halloween to you too!!

So, I'm not particularly happy how this turned out, and I genuinely hope I got the request right 😭

I think I might be going into artblock, I hope not-

[randygrim]

I've drawn so little of tessa for how much shes on my mind

[edgydroned]

why DID you save V and hack her memories along with N's? Wouldn't it have just been easier to leave her after every time she's ever poked and snipped at you?

because she was sick of all the oil being spilt ? because she wanted answers for what happened to her mom ? because of n ?

...

uzi herself isn't entirely sure when their dynamic shifted, all she knows that's she's glad it did. maybe it happened that night she hacked their memories; it certainly gave her context. even if she was looking at the memories of two people who no longer existed, she couldn't help but identify them as such subconsciously.

as much of a headache v gave her at times, after that night, uzi's had developed a large amount of respect for v.

but of course she's not gonna say that out loud !

" uhh. probably the same reason she saved me back at the labs ? "

[audiart]

Uzi and Cyn work together to piece together and repair DD bodies found in the Cabin Fever offices— Cyn remembers the process of assembling them from doing so in the Manor Basement so helps direct her, and Uzi fine-tunes their internal components to be more oil-efficent than before.

They work well together most of the time :D

[tomahachi12]

been trying to work on a bit of backstory for my DDrone T

poor girl needs some work on her story lol

She worked at the Elliott Manor long before J, V and N.

After Tessa was born, she was reassigned to be her nursemaid.

She practically raised Tessa and was very protective of her. She even did what se could to protect Tessa from her own parents.

T would also stand up for the other drones in the manor as well, seeing their treatment from the humans as unfair.

Eventually, the Elliotts grew tired of T's defiance and discarded of her in the swamp.

Tessa remembers T and was inspired by her to learn how to repair drones with the intent of repairing her in the future. As Tessa got older, she wasn't able to find T's body in the swamp, and instead focused on repairing drones she "rescued" from the dump instead.

Cyn finds T in the swamp and takes her, along with other discarded drones, and uses them in her Solver/Disassembly Drone experiments.

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As a Disassembly Drone, T is extremely violent due to having her personality repressed by the Solver code. She's put on a team with Y and is sent to Copper 9.

After the Solver is fused with Uzi and is no longer in control of the DDrones, T struggles to remember her past and overcome her DDrone programming.

Y is trying to help her.

She's hostile toward others, but is VERY gentle with UNN's and children.

When there's kids around, she seems to calm down enough to reason with.