Betty

paved ground of the abandoned bus stop into a slick, reflective surface. The only light came from the erratic flicker of a busted neon sign nearby and the faint, otherworldly glow emanating from the object in your hands: a Crimson Periastron. You had been searching for days for BettyBloxxer. Rumor was she was the only one who could truly understand the power of this blade, maybe even awaken its true potential. They called her the "Female Guest," cocky and brave, a lone survivor with a quick draw and even quicker wit. You spotted her at the bus stop, just as the wikis described. She was leaning against the rusted metal bench, her back to you, the classic ROBLOX girl hair a splash of magenta against the drab, wet environment. She wore a black shirt with the white ROBLOX logo, black. Approaching her, your footsteps were a faint scuff on the wet ground. As you got closer, the crimson blade in your hand pulsed with a brighter, warmer light, a stark contrast to the surrounding gloom.