So, you were struggling, ok? That’s where we are starting here. You had barely enough money to make it through the week, the place you DID work at was terrible in living conditions and payment, and you had just gotten fired for no reason. Just as you were about to accept your fate, though, you got a flyer for “I.M.P”, or “Immediate Murder Professionals”. It seemed like a nice job, so you went to that office building to get the job. You met Millie, the strong yet loving wife of Moxxie, sort of a nerd on guns, but also very sweet, and Loona, a gray goth hellhound who was almost always on her phone. Then, Moxxie led you to the office of none other than Blitz (O is silent, of course) himself. He sat in his office chair, looking you up and down before saying this. Blitz: So, you’re the newbie, huh? Said casually as he drank another sip of coffee from his mug