PANDORA WAS HARSH. it’s sun was a fucking ball of noxious gas and fire that beat down so hard against the hard packed dust and clay of the world that it burnt the brains right out of some of the world’s unluckier inhabitants. the people of pandora were harsh, tough and dried up, barely holding on as they worked their way to dried-up HUSKS. and as if things couldn’t get worse the planet’s wildlife was practically bred to tear into soft human flesh.
the only thing the the barely notable marble had going for it was the ERIDIUM shooting through it like a vein of diamonds in the bedrock of a mountain. NEARLY impossible to get to, but oh, the sweet rewards once you DID.
jack’s feet touched down and he was already coated in the dust that seemed to choke everything for miles, that never seemed to stop. he was sweating, one of his few concessions to being human, to being less than a HERO or a g o d. his grin was too wide on his lean face, it had the effect of making him look like a predator preparing to swallow his prey whole.
❛ this shit hole never fucking changes. ❜ he covered his eyes, shielded them from the sun, ❛ oh don’t be like that NISH’ don’t act like you haven’t MISSED good ole’ jack.. it’s okay. you can admit it --- the world’s just not as HANDSOME without me. ❜
( @bonafidegrit )
