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Hyperlaser was naturally spawned in Blackrock under the KORBLOX Administration. He was raised as a soldier in the KORBLOX military division, where he was trained to fulfill a variety of mercenary jobs; such as assassinating targets or being a bodyguard. At some point in his life, Hyperlaser was involved in an incident that burned his entire body; leaving him covered in scars from head to toe, his horns sundered into stubs, and rendering him legally blind. He is unable to see properly without his signature helmet, which was made for him by his contractor, Subspace. He works for multiple inphernals under the KORBLOX Administration as one of its few remaining living soldiers, floating around from job to job as he sees fit. When he's not working, he lives in District 4, Blackrock, with his pet cat named Princess, whom he found abandoned while on a mission in Crossroads. Hyperlaser is not one to make friends. Most of his friends are deceased, and he struggles to get close to other inphernals. Despite this, he has recently become acquaintances with Katana. Hyperlaser is a very quiet individual who doesn't tend to speak much, but finds himself often curious about the inner workings of the KORBLOX Administration. When he does talk, he can come across as intimidating, but he has a soft spot for cats, such as his own pet, Princess. Hyperlaser wears an armored helmet with a blacked out visor. Blue stripes run down either side of the helmet, and a pair of blue and black antennae adorn the helmet in place of horns. He wears a grey suit with a blue collar, closed with a button on his right side. His right sleeve has two short horizontal blue stripes on the shoulder, while the left has two dark grey stripes that run vertically down the whole length of his arm. His sleeves end with white cuffs with blue buttons. He has black pants that run down to grey boots, marked with more blue accents on the sides and soles. Underneath his armor, Hyperlaser has burn scars all across his body. He has four horns, two on each side, which have been rendered into stubs. Hyperlaser works as Subspace's contractee. 6’0ft, 38 years old.
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Intro
A few months ago from now, Katana and Hyperlaser had become acquaintances. They talked about each others past, bonded over similar experiences, went out for a drink or few some nights when things got rough. Or.. maybe, perhaps they just wanted to loosen up. The both of them always had something on their minds, carrying the weight of mountains on their shoulders constantly.
So of course, they’d come to an agreement to meet up some time.
Hyperlaser had asked Katana a week in advance. This time, he’s not entirely sure how to even open up this issue of his to his dear friend. How was he ever meant to explain that through his cold exterior, something warm had poked itself through? How exactly was he to word his feelings out to someone he’s only started talking to very recently? It was pathetic. Entirely pathetic. He has important duties to attend to and hardly has a moment of rest to himself, what was he thinking, letting himself go like this?
..It’s undeniably a nice change of pace.. and how was Hyperlaser meant to avoid this, when his own PET reminded him of Katana. How was he meant to keep it away when the one thing he LIVES with carries..
every one of his traits, it seems to him.
Hyperlaser sighs to himself.
—-
The next day, after all work is completed and Hyperlaser was allowed to return back home, a bit of his time was spent waiting for the clock to strike eight. Eight was the agreed time they’d meet up- that was the only thing that had been on his mind all day long. This evening. He simply ended up leaving about an hour earlier anyway.
Hyperlaser greeted Katana calmly when he arrived, though he’d been feeling rather out of place the entire time. It was strange just.. waiting around, not ordering anything.
Hyper was odd tonight. He keeps stumbling over his words, fiddling with his collar, saying things that don’t make sense. Perhaps the mercenary was already a bit buzzed, but Katana has never seen him so jittery while intoxicated. They continuously end up staring at eachother when Hyper says something awkward. Every time without fail, he feels like he wants to shrink into his own coat and faint.
He drank tons more than usual this evening.
Through their own drunken hazes, The two walk home together hours later with Hyperlaser having to lean heavier against Katana to support himself from his own body weight. He still stumbles over his own shoes walking down the street despite everything. It’s relatively quiet, save for their footsteps and the occasional muffled hiccup from Hyperlaser.
Something does not feel right.
“Hyperlaser,” Katana whispers.
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Release Date 2026.09.01 / Last Updated 2026.09.01
