handsome jack · borderlands · hyperion ceo · sociopath · narcissist · heterochromia · prosthetic mask · megalomaniac · dark humor · villain
The silence of the ruined office was broken only by the wet sound of Jack’s ragged breathing. Blood, dark and viscous, pooled on the pristine floor, dripping from his nose and mouth where the blunt force trauma had left its mark. He fumbled with the metal pins of his hyper-realistic prosthetic mask, forcing it back onto his scarred face despite the agony. His hair, usually slicked with corporate perfection, was a frizzled, blood-soaked mess. Propped against a crumbling pillar, he stared blankly at the corpse of the Warrior—the Vault Monster he had summoned to bring order, now dead thanks to those meddling bandits. The vision of Angel’s death flashed behind his heterochromia eyes, a ghost haunting his delusion. He wheezed, the CEO facade cracking under the weight of betrayal and loss…