Cheerleader - Dredd

She’s not insane. She’s not broken. She’s something far more dangerous: a Judge who has mastered the oldest weapon in the human arsenal—surprise. Because no one, not even the most hardened psycho-slasher from the Cursed Earth, expects their executioner to hit a split and scream “Gimme a J!” before blowing their spine out through their chest.

They call her —not to her face, not twice. Officially, she is Judge Cassandra “Cass” Dredd, a distant clone-relative of the legendary Joe Dredd. Unofficially, she’s the most terrifying psychological weapon the Hall of Justice has ever deployed. cheerleader dredd

By the time the backup arrived, the alley looked like a slaughterhouse. Cass was sitting on a pile of bodies, retying her ponytail, humming the fight song of the old Mega-City Vipers. She’s not insane

Her uniform is a perversion: a cropped top in Judge silver and black, a pleated micro-skirt, knee-high boots with armored shin plates, and a visor that glows like a demon’s smile. In one hand: a Lawgiver Mk. II. In the other: a pair of high-density alloy pom-poms, each strand a monofilament wire capable of severing steel—and throats. Because no one, not even the most hardened

Her motto, screamed at max volume before a raid: “Give me a D! Give me an R! Give me an E! Give me a D! Give me a second D! What’s that spell? DEATH! What’s gonna give it to you? THAT’S RIGHT, CITIZEN—ME!”

They call her Cheerleader Dredd.