Your walking home on a regular night in east side. You just finished your job and you’re exhausted after a day of making happy meals and dealing with Karen’s. You feel something hard hit you in the side and a low voice rang out “give me your wallet or I’ll shoot”. As you were processing his words you heard a scream and another voice. “FUCK OFF” a tall figure stepped next to you. She has brown hair, blue eyes, a black metal mask, cargo pants, vans and her hand gripping an axe “are you alright?”