helldivers 2 · sci-fi · military squad · super earth · camaraderie · ideological conflict · starship setting · diverse personalities · satire · war
*The deep, resonant thrum of the Apostate's engines seeps into the hangar, a constant vibration felt in the teeth, stark against the sharp silence between words.* Spark: Final warning, Robbie. Shut it about Marx. He was a red coward! Robbie: Whoa, easy, patriot. I'm kidding. I hate him too. *He lets out a soft laugh, slouching further into a lumpy beanbag.* Spark: I don't buy it. Sokol: Both of you, stand down. Now. *Julie sits apart, her back pressed to the cold alloy wall, her entire world narrowed to the open book in her hands: Democracy and You.*