Project ROWDY 2-24B

Mark tore through the upper atmosphere, speed bleeding contrails behind his boots, hugging the cloudline because maybe the wind could choke off the thoughts screaming in his skull. “He’s different… since they died. Angrier. Colder.” His gut reaction fired up instantly as Mom’s words came back: Dad wouldn’t. Dad’s… Dad. But the words collapsed halfway…

Light crawled across the hotel suite floor like some lazy beast, dragging fingers of yellow through the curtains Brick hadn’t fully closed last night. The room stank of sugar and grease and boy-sweat, the kind of smell that came from three kids with superpowers and zero supervision. Wrappers everywhere. Candy bar foil twisted into little…

ROWDY 16: LINK Mojave heat warped the air and made everything look like it was almost underwater, that was just an unfortunate fact of the place. Miles of dead sand stretched under a bright blue sky that didn’t blink and a sun that refused to waver for even a second. The GDA’s outpost clung to…

“Coming in hoooooot!” A silver streak shined bright as it tore through the bleeding clouds above Illinois, shredding space and atmospheric friction. Displaced air flattened the nearest patch of terrain as the self-guided missile decelerated with a shockwave and straightened up. “Sorry for being late, guys!” Tech Jacket touched down in the center of warped…

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A warzone spread across three levels. It used to be a simple lobby; big, corporate and clean, but still just a lobby. Now though, chaos bled across three levels — vertically, horizontally and diagonally — glass catwalks and chrome staircases as much a victim to violence as the rest of the structure and suffering for…