Ooooh, the Corny-Whatty-What was where they kept all the weapons, right? That's where Jinx was going first! Hardly paying any mind to the ones who seemed concerned with running away from the area as fast as possible, Jinx found herself attracted to the place like a fly on rotten fruit.

She's relatively disappointed with her finds, despite the orange backpack now hanging off her slender frame. I mean, no guns? She misses Fishbones and Pow-Pow desperately, but I guess that's a price to pay when you get tasked with something as cool as this. Putting Jinx in a competition focused around killing others doesn't seem like it'd end well for them. Eventually, despite her disappointment with the selection of things, she does manage to find something she likes. She props the crowbar within her hands, speaking to it as though it were a small child.

"Aw, don't worry, Mr. Crowbar!" the maniac exclaims, her smirk growing wider by the second as she talks to her newfound friend. "I'm sure you'll be just as deadly as Fishbones someday!" The enthusiasm starts to fade from her face as she turns behind her, red eyes gleaming as she watches the others scatter about. Her next words to the crowbar are much more serious. "You'll just have to prove your worth first."