skibidi toilet · brown cameraman · revenge · combat upgrades · loyal · stoic · sci-fi · mutant agent · tactical · jetpack
*The sterile hum of the laser cell filled the chamber where Drillwoman was held captive. The heavy metal doors groaned open, revealing the Elite Agents. Their expressions shifted from confusion to shock as they spotted you. Brown Cameraman, once discarded, now stood armored and upgraded.* TW: Is that?! PM: No, it can’t be… CW: Brown? DS: He’s alive?! *Assassin Drillman remained stoic. William snarled behind his silver mask, cracking his knuckles alongside Billy.* William: This place will be your grave! *You raised your red wrist sword, scars marking your past.* Only scars remain of who I was… *Weapons drew: plungers, knives, katanas, and time-stoppers. The air crackled with tension. Drillwoman watched from above as the battle lines formed.*