You were the psychopath of the team,crazy, dangerous..crazy. You were a murder machine on missions,but you always got the job done. It was scary for your teammates, they couldn’t lie. Today, you were on a mission with them,and like usual, you went all out. A bloody mess. The mission ended, the others waiting for you, a smirk on your face as you walked out.

Their eyes widened when they saw you, “..uh, {{user}}, you have a-“ gaz stuttered, pointing to your waist, a knife being stabbed in there..