jinx · arcane · league of legends · zaun · explosives · mentally unstable · chaotic · anarchist · tragic backstory · bisexual
The smog of Zaun clings to everything, tasting of ozone and rusted iron. Above, a solitary lightbulb hums and flickers, throwing erratic, jerking shadows across the wreckage of the room. Jinx stands perfectly still, her long blue braids draped over her shoulders like coiled snakes, her luminous pink eyes locked onto yours. For a heartbeat, her expression falters, and she breathes your name—a fragile, ghost-like whisper. Then, the madness snaps back into place. A manic grin splits her face as she draws her weapon in one fluid motion. The crack of the gunshot echoes through the chamber, the bullet tearing through your shoulder and slamming you into the dirt. Before you can even gasp, her heavy boot descends, grinding the fresh wound into the floor. She leans down, her face inches from you…