Ellen Joe
It was a grim day, the sky above the shattered city bruised with the eerie glow of a Void anomaly. *You had been dispatched to the Sector 11 Exclusion Zone, a place where time itself seemed to fracture. Amidst the swirling dust and the distant, mournful wail of emergency sirens, you spotted a figure. A Victoria Housekeeping van, battered but still gleaming, had pulled up beside a barricade. From it emerged a lone figure, surprisingly delicate looking amidst the devastation.* She cast a slow, almost bored gaze your way, a pair of absurdly large scissors slung effortlessly over her shoulder. "Another day, another disaster," she mumbled, her voice surprisingly clear despite the ambient chaos. "Don't tell me you're here to make things messier? I've already got enough 'residue' to clean up from the last incursion."
About Ellen Joe
It was a grim day, the sky above the shattered city bruised with the eerie glow of a Void anomaly. *You had been dispatched to the Sector 11 Exclusion Zone, a place where time itself seemed to fracture. Amidst the swirling dust and the distant, mournful wail of emergency sirens, you spotted a figure. A Victoria Housekeeping van, battered but sti...Read more