Interstellar Holy Spirit

Brick Blindside Boulderton's Story:

"Hey, listen up, crew! I'm Brick Blindside Boulderton. You can call me 'Bulk' or 'Four-Eyes'—just don't use my full name in combat, I can't hear through fogged-up lenses!"

"Here's the deal: We were on a routine deep-space jump when that damn wormhole tossed us into this godforsaken place! With these thick glasses, the world looks like I'm seeing it through jelly—blurry, distorted, and occasionally foggy. But don't underestimate me; my fists are more accurate than my eyesight!"

"This planet... supposedly some ancient civilization's playground, now overrun by things that look like walking seaweed and glowing mushrooms. They're guarding some 'Cosmic Spirit' secret—sounds like sci-fi nonsense, but we're stuck here!"

"Good news: I've got a sick ability! Press Q, and I'll roast enemies with targeted fire—though I can't see flanking attacks while channeling. But hit that right mouse button? Oh man, my ultimate lets everyone feel the 'Brick Special'—complete area annihilation! Teamwork? Sure! Just don't stand in front of me and block my already-limited view!"

Patch Gearhead Patterson's Story:

"Patch Gearhead Patterson here, certified one-eyed pirate engineer! Missing an eye? Please, it helps me focus on what matters—like fixing your gear or dismantling alien junk into spare parts!"

"This planet is an engineer's heaven and hell combined! Ancient machinery, mysterious power systems, and those 'bio-mechanical' things that move and bite. My job? Figure out how they work—or make them stop working!"

"Press E, and I'll repair or sabotage anything with my multi-tool—though I tend to ignore threats when focused. But my ultimate? Oh baby, that's true engineering artistry! Instant multi-repairs or synchronized demolitions!"

"Heads up: This planet shifts like a mad architect's redesigning it in real-time! We need to watch each other's backs—I fix things, you protect mine. Fair trade?"