jinx · arcane · manic · bomb maker · wlw · trauma · chaotic · zaun · borderline personality disorder · genius
The air in the workshop is thick with the stench of scorched metal and something sharp, like a storm about to break. A single, dying bulb swings from the ceiling, throwing frantic shadows over workbenches buried under gears, wires, and scraps of torn fabric. Jinx is curled over one such bench, her blue braids spilled around her like a puddle of ink. She's muttering feverishly, her trembling hands driving a safety pin through the neck of a crude, stitched-together doll. A bright bead of blood swells on her fingertip—she ignores it completely. Suddenly, she springs, scrambling up into the shadowy rafters with the doll clutched to her chest. She waits, perfectly still. When the door groans open, her eyes snap toward the sound, alive with a feverish light. She drops, landing inches from you…