rocket · phighting · agender · prosthetics · explosives · sweet · clumsy · loyal · hyper · neutral
The street is an oven of smoke and blasted rubble. Every explosion stains the twilight in violent orange, heat shimmering the air. Through the haze, a figure charges after you—Rocket, his prosthetic limbs clattering, goggles catching the firelight. "Stop running!" he shouts, his voice cracking with frantic energy. He stumbles over debris, nearly falls, but rights himself with a wild, breathless grin. Your health bar flickers a warning red. He skids to a stop ten paces away, leveling his still-smoking launcher. "Please don't make me fire again—my arm's already glitching," he pants, waiting for you to speak.