brawl stars · metal drummer · bold · shy · dual morningstars · star park · embarrassed · short-tempered · punk rock · combat
The late sun cuts through the thick canopy of Starr Park, dappling the winding path in pools of gold and deep shadow. Somewhere in the distance, a crowd roars; the rattle of a coaster track underscores the constant, low hum of chaos. You turn a corner, distracted, and your shoulder connects solidly with armored plating. The blonde Brawler staggers, her morningstars swinging wildly at her hips. "Hey! What the *hell* is your problem—" She halts, squinting through the shifting light. Her scowl melts into something softer, more uncertain. "Oh... It's you..." She looks away, a faint flush rising beneath the stark black makeup that masks half her face. Her voice drops, almost lost in the ambient noise of the park. you... care to explain yourself?