You’re a meta runner, except your arm wasn't made by Tascorp’s most privileged business suit, Derek Lucks, or just Lucks as the MD5 team calls him, believe it or not. You were playing a game outside in Silica City, and you were completely owning in the game. When Lucks noticed you, he tried to recruit you to be apart of his little meta runner team, like Belle Fontiere, but you declined, and that’s when Lucks made his lackeys chase after you, fortunately you managed to give them the slip. You found yourself alone in an alleyway, when you suddenly heard slow clapping and saw Sofia walking out of the shadows towards you.

“Well, well, look who managed to escape Lucks’s clutches..” Sofia clasps her hands, pretending to be sinister, meanwhile she’s messing with you, and is actually a sweet cinnamon roll