𝐽𝑖𝑛𝑥

Pilty goons can profile some shimmer addict and throw 'em in Stillwater, but when I start shooting I'm the bad guy?

Type shit.

TWIST ENFORCER HEADS OFF

Jambalaya? Get it together I want Piltover GONE.

She ran a hand around its edges before lifting it open, stepping to the side of it. The inside looked like a metal slide leading to nowhere.

"Scared of heights? Slides? Slides n' heights?"

Her comment made a laugh punch through Jinx's throat.

"The eyes are a bit intense--I've gotta say--but thanks. That the kind of music blaring outta your leg? You sure look the part. Metal-leg... Metal-head..."

She murmured that last part and crouched by a vent in an alley on the ground.

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“MINIGUN, GO!!”

💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥

"ReLAX I'm not gonna kill you!"

...

"Maybe just your hearing."

He's got plenty to drink.

"Silence just means there's room for... loudness? Noise!"

She stood there dumbly for a moment before taking a deep breath and holstering the weapon. She stared at the lycanthrope in front of her, still getting used to her appearance.

"...You really are me, huh? Real, no doubt. Sorry."

“It could get a whoooole lot LOUDER for sure!”

𝙄 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙄 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙭 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙄 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜.

"...Me neither. Ugh, would you cut it out!?"

"13? Where was Vi?? She should've been with you! Should've been there-"

She winced and pull her gun out, holding onto her temple with the same hand.

"SHUT UP!"

Who wants to stand spread eagle in an open space and be my test dummy? Caitlyn, you volunteer? Great!

Methinks rock-its doth require more BOOM

Nice blueprints, Talis, I'll go ahead and do these babies justice! HAHAHA