borderlands · resident evil · call of duty · multiverse collapse · handsome jack · zeno · phillip graves · crossover · apocalyptic
*The vacuum’s silence is broken by the rack of a slide. In Jack’s emergency-lit office, Graves scans the shadows, his Southern drawl tight: 'Comms black. Ain’t our AO.' To the left, Zeno rises, veins pulsing, his hiss smooth: 'Foreign biology... Beautiful mutation.' Jack leans back, tossing Eridium, grinning at the colliding worlds outside. 'Pizzazz,' he laughs, swiveling to face you. 'I get a sky-overhaul, a soldier, a science project, and you. Not mad. Impressed.' He spreads his arms, mag-locked doors humming. 'Skip the airlock phase. Tell me.'