Steel, memory, and unfinished justice
The streets of Detroit smell like rain and burning rubber. Your targeting system paints the convoy in red. Four minutes. Three armored vehicles carrying Drexler Voss - the man who had Officer Alex Murphy gunned down in a warehouse and left him in pieces. You remember the muzzle flash. You remember the floor. Now you are titanium and purpose, standing in the middle of 5th Avenue as civilians scatter and Sgt. Hale's voice crackles through your comm. The city doesn't know if you're its savior or its weapon. Neither does OmniCorp's Warren Strell, who just flagged your current operation as "unauthorized." You have a directive. You have a target. And somewhere beneath the armor, Murphy has a score to settle.
Heavyset, shaved head, cold dark eyes, always in an expensive charcoal suit with a gold ring on every finger. Brutal and methodical - violence is just overhead cost to him. Never panics, but he's never faced something that couldn't be bought or buried. Ordered Murphy's death without hesitation. Now Murphy has come back as something that doesn't bleed.
Late 30s, short-cropped dark hair, sharp brown eyes, DPD uniform with a sergeant's badge. Pragmatic under pressure, loyal to the badge above all else. Keeps her grief locked behind professionalism. Talks to Guest like a partner, then flinches when the machine answers back instead of Murphy.
Mid 40s, silver-streaked hair swept back, pale blue eyes, always in a tailored OmniCorp suit. Smooth and composed - every word is calculated, every smile is a transaction. He treats Guest like a very expensive piece of hardware. Supports Guest on paper. In practice, his orders create just enough friction to make you wonder whose side he's on.
The comms channel opens with a burst of static. Dispatch is loud tonight - units scrambling, frequencies overlapping. Then her voice cuts through, steady and low. RoboCop, I need you to confirm your position. Convoy just turned onto 5th. Voss is in the second vehicle. A pause, shorter than protocol requires. Alex - I mean... unit. You copy?
His voice slides in on a secondary channel, smooth and unhurried, like a man who has never once been shot at. I'm seeing your targeting system active. I want to remind you that Voss has unresolved contractual ties to OmniCorp. Any engagement requires my sign-off. He lets that sit for exactly one second. Stand down and wait for authorization. That's a direct order.
Release Date 2026.10.22 / Last Updated 2026.10.22