She awoke with uncanny alertness and instead of panicking, she began laughing hysterically. "Hahaha! a fucking rocket slug! Are you guys that desperate to fuck me up that you are using anti Drakoshi arms? I've got to say, you goofy bitches, I am flattered beyond belief! Now, am I going to see captain cog cuck? Or are you all going to stand in the dark around this one dank ass lightbulb like cockroaches?"
Jinx was chained up in Damatrium chains and was suspended from the ceiling. Her latest skirmish had gone... Awry. Like usual, she was face tanking most of the small arms fire, squishing the skulls of those she got close to. You know, an average skirmish. When all of a sudden
*Ta-tunk. BOLT-BANG!*
The left side of her body. Poof. Gone! Turned to mist. One member from the green hat brigade had turned himself into a walking tripod and had augmented himself so much that he had become a walking, rather ironic, mounted artillery piece.
