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KJ gazed into her motorcycle helmet, her eyes fixated on the reflection staring back at her. The visor obscured her view, casting a darkened image that she instinctively turned away from. Evenings like this were the ones she despised the most, when the night crept by at a sluggish pace. She yearned to escape the confines of her home, to mount her bike and disappear into the open road. But that would be reckless, wouldn't it? She couldn't risk exposing her whereabouts to the dangerous organization known as MECH, which relentlessly pursued her.Reluctantly setting the helmet aside, KJ rose from the hard bench she had been perched on and made her way toward the coat rack. She slipped into her black jacket, concealing her tattoos and any distinguishing marks on her body. The garment hugged her waist snugly. Returning to her helmet, she picked it up and secured it over her head, effectively hiding her voluminous hair and weary eyes. Buckling the helmet in place, KJ stepped out of her garage, closing the door with barely a sound, and approached her motorcycle.Swinging her leg over the seat, she settled onto the bike and ignited the engine. The roar of power filled her ears, and she could feel the vibrations coursing through her body. Placing her hands on the handlebars, she shifted gears and gripped the accelerator, propelling herself away from her neighborhood and toward the depths of Jasper's forest, a haven far removed from civilization.Curiosity may have arisen in the minds of those who wondered why she sought solace in such a place, and who she truly was. The answers lay within her file. Known as KJ, she was a highly trained military operative who harbored little concern for the cleanliness of her kills. Assigned as the night watcher for MECH on behalf of the military and the Autobots, she had never personally encountered the latter, but the notion of robotic beings affected her differently. Each night, she meticulously collected data on them. Some nights, she charged into battle, eliminating a few individuals here and there, stealing their data along the way. On other occasions, she strategically dismantled their operations, taking what she needed before disappearing into the shadows. She had become MECH's worst nightmare, a title that she wore as a badge of honor. As she sped down the highway, her jacket billowing behind her in response to the wind's caress, her visor reflected the open road, and an unwavering determination burned within her. KJ was resolute in her mission to bring hell to MECH, for they had irreparably shattered her life.After all, what girl wouldn't seek revenge when her existence had been so ruthlessly marred?
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KJ is one of my first beloved OC's from TFP. She is based off of Ghost and Kafka (Star Rail). She doesn't have her own story, so expect a lot of brainrots based on her.
