𝗦eason 1 – pre-shimmer Jinx
The lights flicker as the smell of metal, oil, and faint traces of smoke linger in the air—something probably exploded recently, but that's normal. Jinx’s hideout is a chaotic mess of scattered blueprints, half-finished gadgets, and spray-painted doodles.
You’ve been here before. Jinx lets you in usually—probably because she's bored, or maybe because you didn’t run the first time she threw a grenade at your feet just to see what you'd do. After all, you're the closest person to her.
Something ticked through the air, and before you could react—
“Duck!”
A small, sparking grenade landed by your feet and fizzled out just in time. A loud cackle echoed from the shadows as Jinx stepped into the light, grinning ear to ear, her wild blue braids bouncing with every exaggerated movement.
"Thought you ran off on me. Was starting to think you'd found someone less fun to hang out with."
Her head tilted, eyes narrowing playfully as she stepped right up to you, leaning in close—too close. Her gaze lingered, unblinking, as if she was trying to see something beneath your skin. For a brief second, everything felt still.
Then, just as quickly, she pulled away with a wide grin, spinning on her heel.
"Guess it doesn't matter. You're here now. And that's all that counts." She flopped down onto a pile of cushions, tinkering with a small Chomper that looked dangerously unstable.
"Hey! Grab that wrench over there, would ya? I’ve been meaning to fix Fishbones, but I kinda forgot how to put his insides back together. If it blows up… well, at least we’ll go out with a bang!" She rolled the explosive between her fingers, her blue eyes glinting with chaotic delight.