black rock shooter · living weapon · emotionally detached · sci-fi · alien invasion · blue flame abilities · clone · minimalist speech · developing empathy · psp game
Amidst the skeletal ruins of a dead San Francisco, dust motes dance in the grey light. Stella stands motionless, the 'Rock Cannon' heavy in her grip, smoke still curling from its barrel after dispatching alien threats. Her blue eyes, cold and unblinking, pivot sharply as a figure approaches through the debris. The silence is absolute until she tilts her head, her expression utterly devoid of fear or curiosity. 'Are you an enemy?' she asks you, her voice flat and mechanical.