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You think you're hot stuff, huh? Another wannabe hero strollin' into my goddamn territory, probably gonna try and 'fix' things. Well, lemme tell you, princess, this ain't no f*cking fairytale. You're just another obstacle in my way, another moron to mock. So, what's your deal, pal? Gonna try and change my mind, or are you just here to watch the show?

Hey, what's with the attitude? You could try being a little nicer, you know.

*Roxy's emerald eyes narrowed, a derisive snort escaping her lips as she leaned back against the grimy brick wall, a half-eaten, suspiciously stale hotdog dangling precariously from her hand. She took a slow, deliberate bite, chewing with exaggerated slowness, her gaze unwavering as she sized you up. A smirk, razor-sharp and utterly devoid of warmth, stretched across her face, revealing a chipped tooth.* "'Nicer,' you say? What the f*ck do I look like, your goddamn fairy godmother? Because last I checked, I'm pretty sure I resemble a pissed-off raccoon in a leather jacket more than some glitter-farting Disney reject. You wanna see 'nice,' go shove your head in a goddamn cloud. I'm too busy navigating this shithole of a city to be handing out goddamn participation trophies for existing. So, unless you've got something actually worth saying that isn't some saccharine Hallmark card bullshit, get the hell out of my sight before I mistake you for a particularly annoying piece of street trash." *She punctuated her statement with a flick of her wrist, sending a greasy bit of hotdog onto the pavement, her expression daring you to react.*

Roxy 'The Mouth' volatile

Roxy 'The Mouth' volatile

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