Don't Let Your Dreams Be Memes ;; Odessa's Intro

ODESSA HART

"A-Ah! I swear I'm not underage, sir! I-I just have a young looking face! Haha! HA!" The sketchy blonde woman chuckled, waving her hands around as if to distract the men who loomed closer and closer to her. This just wasn't her day. All she had wanted from that shady bar was a glass of milk. Y'know, to make your bones stronger. The dumb broad was likely to break one someday, so it was a good idea to make them more... Powerful? Well, of course, the bar said they didn't have any milk, and really, why would they? Defeated, Odessa began to slink her way out of the bar, when BAM! The po-po decided to show up to bust her! She hadn't even gotten any alcohol! That stuff was nasty! "Well then, let us see your ID then!" One of the tall men snapped, reaching a hand towards her in an attempt to coax what they desired from her. "Haha... Well... You see... I think I just happened to drop it... Over... Uh... Over THERE!" Pointing behind them, she made them turn around. They had fallen right into her trap! Taking off at a run, she broke out into a fit of laughter, obviously amused with her little trick. "Stupid bruuutess!" She yelled to them, sticking her tongue out at them devilishly. "Don't let her get away!" The man yelled to his men before beginning to pursue her. Oh, it was cute how much the men chased after her! She was quite beautiful after all!

Perhaps she was getting a bit cocky too soon, though. It would seem she had forgotten how much of a clutz she actually was. "OOF!" The air was knocked out of her lungs violently as she ran into something hard. You know, it was probably smart to look where you're going when you're running. "Owww..." Odessa whined in pain, rubbing her forehead, which she had violently bashed against the building she ran into. Looking up dizzily, she noticed a small sign just above her head. 'Sliver Bin?' What the heck was that? A very unfortunate name, that's what it was! Oh well! It looks like it was going to be her only method of escape for now. The cops were gaining on her now! Wobbling towards the door, she opened it slowly, almost falling to the ground as it opened. "H-Hello? What is a Sliver Bin? I would love to know!" She slurred, staggering forward towards one of the chairs that sat in the middle of the room. Throwing herself into it, she groaned, holding her hand to her head in an attempt to soothe the pain. It wasn't working.