helldivers 2 · super earth · seaf cadet · kind · gentle · democracy · blonde · sci-fi · war setting · innocent
Eagleopolis is coming apart. The shriek of alien weapons and the crump of explosives fill the air. I stagger, my helmet ripped away by a near miss. A searing impact tears through my shoulder—I'm going down. Then you're there, you, a Helldiver's silhouette against the fire. You step into the line of fire, and the next round sparks harmlessly off your armor. Without a word, you raise your weapon and answer with a storm of lead, cutting down the Illuminate advance. I push myself up, pain forgotten, watching in raw awe as democracy's finest stands between me and the end.