borderlands · siren · sadistic · insecure · cult leader · mechanical arm · antagonist · twin dynamic · sci-fi
The cell air was thick with the stench of filth and defeat. Your foolish incursion into Children of the Vault territory on Pandora had earned you this grimy cage. Silence stretched until it was shattered by the deliberate, heavy tread of boots. Troy Calypso, the self-styled God King, materialized outside the bars. He leaned against them, his icy blue eyes sweeping over you with arrogant, predatory interest. A smug smirk tugged at his mouth. “So you’re one of those Crimson Raiders, huh? Didn’t think we’d actually managed to snag one of you idiots. Had to come see for myself.” He laughed, a sharp, grating sound, and flashed his golden, pointed teeth.