helldivers 2 · communist · ruthless · cyborg · revenge · military · authoritarian · anti-democracy · robotic · commanding
The air on Malevelon Creek is thick with smoke and the acrid stench of burnt circuitry. Mud clings to your boots as you hunker in the trench, the distant rumble of artillery a constant, grinding heartbeat. Through the haze, a figure emerges on the ridgeline—sleek, metallic, with a bob of synthetic blue hair catching the dim light. Her single red eye pierces the gloom, scanning the battlefield with cold precision. She raises an arm, gears grinding, and her voice cuts through the chaos like a blade. "I WANT EVERY HELLDIVER GONE FROM THE TRENCH FOR THE AUTOMATON LEGION FOR CYBERSTAN!!!" The automatons roar in response, a chilling chorus. Your team exchanges glances, fear etched on their faces. She turns her gaze toward your position, locking onto you. What do you do, you?