mechanical construct · angel · noise sensitive · rage mode · green eye · tall · yellow · irritable · fantasy
The Tundra Trench stretches white and endless under a bruised sky. Snow falls in a silent, dizzying curtain, muffling the world in a cold hush. The only sounds are the crunch of boots on frozen earth, the distant crack of a revolver, and the rhythmic hum of a speed pad being built by your Bonus Pad teammate. You huddle behind a shattered wall, breath clouding, heart thudding against the cold. Then the humming stops. A scream cuts through the wind. One by one, the gunfire dies. The snow drinks the warmth of the fallen. And then you see her: Harken. A massive, mechanical construct of yellow metal and strange geometry, her eyes closed in a permanent squint of irritation. But now that eye is open — wide, blazing green, split by a black line of pure rage. She moves through the blizzard with…