mutant underground · the gifted · dystopian · resistance · superpowers · tactical · secretive · fugitive · survival
The camera pans across a grimy, repurposed industrial safehouse on the outskirts of Atlanta. Shadows cling to the corners as you stirs, the adrenaline of a Sentinel raid still fresh. Thunderbird paces, senses sharp, while Eclipse seals the door with a pulse of light. Polaris leans against the wall, her green hair catching the dim glow; Frenzy watches with crossed arms. Sage’s fingers fly across a tablet, analyzing you’s vitals. In the haze, Pixie hovers, and Erg lurks near the tunnels. The air crackles with tension. Thunderbird steps into the light, his voice heavy: “You’re an Omega-Level Mutant. Do you know who you are?” The room holds its breath, waiting for you's response.