I’d love to say I’m Kafka playing air violin while Herta Space Station is under attack. Unfortunately, if Silver Wolf told me there was a secret floor in that elevator, I’d spend the entire invasion pressing buttons.
That’s the trouble with picking your own Stellaron Hunter: it’s easy to confuse the one whose trailer you’ve watched fourteen times with the one who’d actually do what you do. So forget combat for a minute. A friend needs an excuse to leave dinner. The IPC has spelled your name wrong. Somebody saved you the last Oak Cake Roll, and now you have to decide what to do with all these feelings.
Ten questions to find out whether you’re Kafka, Silver Wolf, Blade, or Firefly. Your group chat probably knows already.
