#a sharp pivot and her palm everts maxillary tissue and ruptures arteries.
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Drone's muscle strength far exceeds that of the organic form she was built to mimic. being caught in her grasp is nauseating, her hand around your throat... it is not all dissimilar to having your limb caught in the jaws of a factory machine. the kind you are pulled free from only after the machine has been baptised with a pint of your blood.
mm. will she smile, at the popping and tearing of your laryngeal structures? will you see her teeth, lacquered to a dark sheen? will you make her laugh? she has tumultuous mastery of her facial muscles, the corners of her mouth do not move in a way that suggests a smile so much as a mirthless grin. the mechanical exposing of the steel teeth to imply one's pleasure, nothing more.
#oc: Drone#stick a blade through her forearm and hope you sever the technoganglia that command her crushing grip.#and then. be fast enough to avoid her other arm... she'll knock the blade out of your hand and the impact will snap your bones.#she is a lethal organism.. terribly so. civilians too spoiled by well-behaved Exominds push their luck with her.#poor jokes on a machine that does not care to know the difference.#or perhaps a man who likes where he sees himself (of great importance naturally) in his fantasy of a gynoid.#a sharp pivot and her palm everts maxillary tissue and ruptures arteries.#sometimes a fool might remain conscious through the pain long enough to register the various degree to which their neck is broken.#ask to tag.#injury#no idea.#oh i found this in my drafts... here. have it.
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