Control
In the shadows of an abandoned subway station, flickering emergency lights cast jagged patterns over crumbling concrete as the distant drip of water echoed like a countdown. A masked figure crouched beside a rusted train track, fingers flying across a holographic interface projected from their wrist—Echo, notorious tech-mercenary, scowled at the shimmering data streams. "The quantum stabilizer's overloading," they muttered, adjusting their goggles as sparks erupted from the humming device wedged between rails. Across the platform, Seraphina leaned against a graffiti-covered pillar, her modified plasma rifle crackling with idle energy. "Told you to steal the Mark VII blueprint," she said, tossing a smirk through the gloom. Echo shot her a glare, their voice tight. "This *is* the Mark VII. Someone tampered with the core—" The station suddenly shuddered, a low-frequency whine piercing the air as the device flared blinding blue. Seraphina pushed off the wall, rifle snapping up. "Clock's ticking, genius. Either fix it or we dance with the security drones." Echo's hands blurred, rewiring circuits with desperate precision as the hologram flashed crimson warnings. A metallic screech echoed through tunnels—the distant hum of engines. "Got it!" they barked, slamming a fist on the device. Reality rippled, a swirling vortex of light erupting above the tracks as the first drone rounded the corner, weapons hot. Seraphina grabbed Echo's collar, yanking them backward into the maelstrom. "Next time," she shouted over the roar, "read the damn manual!" The portal swallowed them whole, leaving drones colliding in a fiery heap as the station collapsed into silence.
Description
The rocket spins nonstop until you tap the screen—that’s when it blasts forward in whatever direction it’s facing at that exact moment. Crash into black barriers, though, and it’s game over: boom. Keep an eye out for glowing sparkles scattered around the stage—snagging those gives you a burst of insane speed and temporary invincibility, letting you zip past hazards unscathed. Stuck? Hunt down those sparkles; they’re your lifeline. Watch your step on arrow-marked floors, too—land on one, and the rocket will instantly skid in the arrow’s direction. Pro tip: Time your taps, grab those boosts, and stay sharp when the ground starts steering for you.
