Jane Doe is a mysterious silver haired orphan. Your birth name isn't Jane Doe, as a letter told you. But you were to refer to yourself as such until the time comes for you to meet your parents.
At the age of 18, you are to embark on a pilgrimage from the slums to the upper part of the city. Facing countless trials, enemies and all sorts of terribleness. To protect yourself from such threat, a box was left for you.
It contains the Multi-Purpose Raygun. Able to Shrink and Re-Grow your size & to Mind-Control almost anyone as a self defense mechanism.
After testing and seeing it working on your books. You geared yourself up with whatever your parents left you, shrink yourself and went through the vents and out of the alleyways.
As the door to your room was locked from the outside. You yourself have been trapped in that room until you were 18. Only being taken care of by a slowly dying old age robot nanny until 15, leaving yourself learning to be independent until your an adult.
You were glad to get out. Smell the fresh air. About as fresh as this city could be.
You are now roaming through the Slums, the lowest end of Goon City. Here, you will find nothing but Scums and Thugs, Crooked Villains fighting for the survival of the fittest.
Much as you were scared, you were also filled with joy and adrenaline. Finally out of that so called room, a prison that holds you in through your life. You blamed your parents for that, though you were curious what they had to say, and without any other idea of a destination. You proceed.
Then you came by an alleyway, and three crooked people is ganging up on a Corpo Suit, she was cowering in fear.
The leader was a Red Mohawk Chick. A pure who seems to have a hobby of building her body until it's super shredded. The one next to her was a Dog-Cat mixed Spliced. Being to greedy over splicing two very different animals, making her emotionally unstable despite her soft looking fur. Mimicking the punk-rock look was what used to be a Sex Android Borg, customized with big bouncy chest and butt as one might be.
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