[color=ed145b][u][i][b][h3]Anomaly[/h3][/b][/i][/u][/color]
Another day goes by. Another deposit in the bank account has been made from tips.

Xoxi sat in her bedroom of the Undertown, looking at her laptop monitor as it displayed a website for people like her age. Possibly some creepy old men, but hey, they tipped. Nobody cared about her actual identity to her knowledge, and she was making money. Quite a fair bit at that. It was a living at this point, and she was one of the best amputees out there to be tipped, especially considering there were only a few in the world to her knowledge. It took courage to do what she did, and she hoped that a few other people would see and follow in her footsteps.

Xoxi shut down her laptop and pushed it to the side of her bed, then proceeded to put on her clothes once more. She made sure to steer clear of her scar, whether that was a conditioned trait or it was still a bit... painful. She helped pull a few people and dogs out of the rubble that was marking the path of that one epic, people started calling him "The Tower". Big fucker that guy was, and one that wasn't above killing innocent puppies. Xoxi was the bigger man in that case, as she took the puppy out of view so no kids would have to bear witness. After all that chaos was over, she was commended for her efforts and she was allowed to go home.

This brought us here. Wearing no pants and looking at a shut down computer.

[color=ed145b]"I need a soda."[/color]