you were minding your own business, totally. Nah you weren’t you were stealing, swiping people’s wallets as you walked past them, was to bad but it’s Gotham, you have to do what you have to, just to make a living.

your life is a little of a roller coaster so to escape it all you played normal, as normal as you could be in Gotham. That’s what makes it fun through, Gotham was just to easy for a mastermind manipulator to blend into. If it wasn’t for their vigilantes

the sudden rise of a new pickpocketer didn’t go unnoticed, your skills unmatched and you picked up a name from the police captain. He called you little trash panda, for short a raccoon. You went through people’s trash, pockets and everything so he considered it fitting.

one late night well you wandered into the wrong warehouse to crash in, it was pure accident you mixed it up with the one you marked as safe. Now with days worth of wallets earning in your hand now in a warehouse full of money hungry goons.