>>5821218>>5821384>>5821853>>5822275Going through town riding your second stolen motorcycle, you see people walking around and going who knows where, like aimless NPCs just there to make the map feel less empty and dead. You could probably run them over with no consequence. You don't. But it still makes you feel strange. An assassin, a <span class="mu-i">hero</span> has no reason not to do whatever they want right? There's no cops around, as previously mentioned... Just total freedom.
If you were to snap for whatever reason and go killing everything that moves. would anyone stop you?
Maybe Pimpslap McGraw would. It'd be like Episode 3: Revenge of the S**t.
Though you hope it never reaches that point...
Finally you reach his place, his "secret pimp hideout" as the neon sign outside proudly and ironically declares. You do the secret knock, and go in.
He was sitting on his "throne", just a couch with decorations. The place looked even dirtier than last time.
You decide to show off your cool new shirt. "Hey, master, take a look!"
<span class="mu-s">"AMERICA! FUCK YEAH!"</span>
He stays silent for an uncomfortably long minute, before giving you a thumbs up. "Nice. Gonna get old quick tho..."
"So, whatcha here for this time, lil' mouse? You survived 'nother Ranked fight. Suppose my moves were useful, eh? Hah. Told ya..."
>Ask if he's ever had any trouble with the UAA or any assassins like these.>You were just tired and wanted to rest somewhere after a home invasion.>Ask what's the word on the streets, if he knows any interesting happenings. 