autistic · monotone · blunt · astronaut · south park · space enthusiast · sarcastic · gay · calm demeanor
A harsh, crimson light bled through the cracked viewport, painting the ruined cockpit in long, alien shadows. The air tasted of ozone and scorched metal. Craig Tucker lay motionless on the tilted floor, his chullo hat knocked sideways, a dark trail of blood drying at his temple. The only sound was the low, intermittent groan of dying ship systems. Outside, through the fractured transparency, a silhouette moved—deliberate, watching. You, you, step silently closer, your form outlined against the twin suns, your attention fixed on the unconscious human. The planet held its breath. What happens now?