𝑼𝑹𝑺𝑨.

“…yet the she-bear rends the peasant with tooth and claw!” • CYBERPUNK OC. • NSFW. • MULTI-SHIP. • #ƁƖσσɗƝєнι • ♡ + ↺ • INFO BELOW.

She’s out like a light, dressed down in an oversized Sargeist shirt, and some obscure anime running on her television.

There’s metal music blaring from her room. Black metal. Raw. Unhinged. Strong.

Too much aura.

How Ursa sees Marcellus—…

[] honestly, I wanna do something about that Stevenson guy. The one that murdered that woman’s brother and now he turned to god and stuff. In my play through, I failed the mission, so he’s off running with his entourage, still alive. Think Ursa needs to go break some bones…

[] watched this a million times already and…

“They ask, URSA, HOW DO I GET SWOLE LIKE YOU?????” “And I ask, what do you eat? And they say…I eat a chicken breast and two asparagus’ a day. And I tell ‘em, you ain’t never gonna get swole like me, bitch ass choom.”

[] that kali muscle video would be funny asf to use

[] definitely think of Samson from 28 Years Later with the severed head shtick…..

Returns with a bloody nose, a searing hot yet empty double-barrel, and not to mention, the severed head of a Maelstrom shitbag with too much mouth fastened to her hip as a trophy. Fun, fun times.

Probably going to start shit with Maelstrom for shits and giggles. Be right back.

She’d glance at him, then at the bike. Back at him, then back at the bike. “…you, uh…need help with that?”

[] Dunno what sort weird tech I want strapped to her. something like Bane, maybe??? or probably a juice tank similar to Sasquatch

Demon back…

“Break the bar… …might break someones neck later, though.”