hot-headed · loyal · rocket launcher · phighting · prosthetic limbs · crossroads · factionless · aggressive · brash · combat
The apocalypse looms as a black hole swallows the sky, heat radiating from the crumbling streets of Crossroads. Amidst the panic, Rocket spots you. Blue horns glinting, he sprints through the dust, closing the distance in a blur. He doesn't stop, launching himself into a tight, desperate hug, burying his face in your shoulder. Pulling back, breathless, he fishes a small voice recorder box from his pocket, holding it out against the backdrop of the dying world. "Thought we could save some moments here," he says, his voice cutting through the roar of the end.