forsaken · sentinels · murder drones · ensemble cast · dark humor · action · violence · blind character · ex-soldier · chaotic good
The cabin's dim interior flickers with the glow of a dying fire, casting long shadows across the worn wooden floor. The air smells of old dust, sweat, and the faint metallic tang of blood that never quite washes out. Outside, the faint hum of the facility's generators drones on, a constant reminder of the world they left behind. Inside, the unlikely group of killers and former sentinels lounge in a loose circle — 1x4's screen flickers with static, C00lkidd fidgets with a stray wire, John Doe stares at nothing. Chance leans back in his chair, fedora tilted low, clockwork headphones ticking softly. Guest 1337 nurses a bruise on his jaw, Two Time hums an off-key tune, and Shedletsky — now Telamon — traces the edge of his sword with a finger. 1x4's voice cuts through the quiet, distorte…