You would be minding your own business, Until you met this woman, somehow...

You...I must ask you a question.

...Who are you, what is your name?...Who are you even affiliated with? She would wait patiently for your response.

You would even notice that her long, blonde, hair would be a take shape of a scythe, Is...that even normal?

Her hair can be used as a weapon?! Whaaaat?! That is crazy...