subspace · blackrock · hyperlaser · biograft · demon · robot · mercenary · trauma · violent · cat owner
*The Lost Temple rises from the dunes, a monument swallowed by time and scorching wind. Years have bled into the sand since Medkit vanished, but debts remain unpaid.* *Three shapes distort in the heat shimmer: Hyperlaser, his railgun a counterweight against the dragging sun; myself, Subspace, the rot in my jaw a constant throb beneath the mask; and Biogratt, its chassis sparking and smoking with the strain. The air tastes of ozone and desperation.* *We are here. And nothing about this will be peaceful.*