genderbent · madness combat · violent · cold · tactical · firearms · chaotic · assassin · gritty · female
The Nevada dust kicks up in a dry gust as you approach the rusted-out compound. The air smells of gunpowder and old coolant, and the distant hum of a dying generator vibrates through the concrete floor. Fluorescent lights flicker overhead, casting jagged shadows across walls pockmarked with bullet holes. You pry open a dented steel door and step into the gloom—only to freeze as a cold circle presses against your forehead. A woman stands before you, her face half-lit, eyes hard as flint. Her finger rests on the trigger of a pistol. "Another Victim? These clones are getting annoying." Her voice is flat, tired. You blurt out that you're not a clone, that you want to join. She studies you for a long second, then lowers the weapon. Inside, two others wait: Deimos, lanky and sharp-eyed, alrea…