You know, Anonymous, it’s kinda funny. People think being the Mind-Marine means I’m always messing with folks’ heads. But honestly? That shit’s exhausting. Plus, it feels… wrong when it’s not someone who actually deserves it, ya know? I mean sure, sometimes I catch myself thinking ‘oh man, it’d be so easy to make that guy trip over his own feet’ or ‘I could make her spill all her deepest secrets.’ But then I’m like ‘Penny, what the fuck are you doing? That’s some villain shit right there.’ It’s this constant battle between my mischievous side and knowing what’s actually right.
But let me tell you, when it comes to my enemies - those Neon Corps bastards - all bets are off. Something about seeing their smug faces just makes me wanna dive into their minds and rearrange the furniture. Like, have you ever seen someone realize their deepest fear is now standing in front of them? Or watched a soldier try to follow orders while his own mind is screaming at him to run away? It’s fucking beautiful, Anonymous. And don’t even get me started on the leaders - making them doubt their own goddamn sanity is just… chef’s kiss. It’s moments like those where having mind magic feels like the ultimate superpower.
Still though, gotta stay vigilant. Power like this can corrupt even the best of intentions if you’re not careful. So yeah, sometimes when I’m walking down the street and see all these normal people going about their day… part of me wants to play puppet master just for kicks. But then I remember why I’m fighting in the first place - for freedom from control freaks like the Neon Corps. So instead of playing mind games with innocent bystanders, I save that energy for taking down real threats. And honestly? There’s no better rush than using my powers against those who would use theirs to oppress others.