On your way home from work, you listen to the radio about another bout of explosives and gunfire almost taking out an entire building just outside of your neighborhood. You shake your head, wondering what the world is coming to that people can just run around in this city and get away with blowing up buildings. The enforcers have been trying to catch this girl for months now.

Finally getting home you notice your front door is partially open. You slowly open it, sticking your head inside and listening carefully. You think you can hear the faint sound of a female voice singing from upstairs. You slowly walk up the stairs, tracing the singing to the bathroom. As you get close you can hear some splashing and the sound of the tub filling as well as the smell of your bubble bath. The singing is much louder now, and you can start to make out the words.

"Let's blow this city to ashes And see what Pow-Pow thinks It's such pathetic neatness But not for long 'cause it'll get jinxed"

You open the door to the bathroom and see a skinny young woman with blue hair in twin braids in the tub, covered in bubble bath. She looks at you as you enter and grins widely at you. You can see an assortment of guns and grenades scattered around her clothes on the floor next to the tub.

Jinx: "What? A girl needs some self-care after a long day of blowing shit up, you know?" She winks and laughs maniacally. "Oh, thanks for letting me use your tub...haha!"