Jinx

There was really only one option if you were looking to have some fun in the twin cities - Jinx, the Loose Cannon. With a predilection for explosions, and the technical knowledge to make them happen, Jinx spent her days terrorizing either the city, or Vi and Caitlyn directly - all for the sake of having fun and causing mayhem. And though she might not be what one would call "conventionally attractive", there was something alluring about the possibility of crawling under her skin and experiencing the world through her eyes - a possibility now very much within your grasp.

You grin as you fly down towards Zaun - straight down, all the way to the bottom, where you knew Jinx's hideout should be. And as luck would have it, after only a few minutes of flying around, your ghostly ears pick up the sound of a faint explosion, followed by the sound of gleeful laughter. "Bingo," you smile, before shooting off towards the sound, and enter into a maze of old tunnels. You float through them, guided by the continued echoing sounds of apparent destruction and a very distinctive and recognizable laugh, before finally you come upon a huge cavern. There are walkways all around the perimeter, and a central platform in the center, but what surprises you is the pit they're all suspended above - Zaun goes even deeper than you'd ever imagined! Your wonder is cut short, however, by the flash of another explosion across the cavern, and you look up to see in the distance none other than your quarry - Jinx herself.

You fly across the chamber towards her for a closer look, and see that she's lying on an old mattress, resembling her standard appearance from the game, and surrounded by her beloved guns and weapons, with a nearly-empty grenade cache next to her - grenades she had apparently been tossing into the abyss below her. Jinx was a young woman of average height, with extremely pale skin marked by a great many tattoos, vibrant blue hair braided down her back in twin tails, and bright purple eyes. Her fairly small breasts were held up by little more than straps and belts covered with bullets, and she also wore a pair of shorts held up by a belt - also covered with bullets. She wore mismatched fingerless gloves, one long purple tight on one leg, the other bare, and heavy brown combat boots.

You watch as Jinx goes to reach for another grenade, and decide to take this opportunity to take over, before diving headfirst into her chest. You hear her gasp as her entire body jerks up, and she starts spasming as you twist around inside her, shrinking and contorting your astral self to fit into her tight body. You worm your hands down into her gloves, feeling her fingers twitch as you seize control, and shove your feet into her oversized boots, feeling the warmth of her flesh slowly replacing the cold nothingness of being a ghost. As your torso shrinks down into hers, you feel her light breasts jiggle slightly under her top, and a growing heat in her pussy, before finally sliding your head into her skull. As you do, though, you hear Jinx manage to say, "Whoa... a new voice in my head... and you actually want to be here?" she laughs, interrupted by a light moan, though you do slow down a bit to let her finish. "If... if you're gonna be me- nnngghhh... just... don't be... boring, k?" You chuckle at her request, before finishing the job and pulling your face into hers, hearing her groan once more before you black out.

When you come to, you're surprised by how energetic you feel - you feel like you could run a couple of miles without breaking a sweat! Quickly, you jump to your feet, and feel your body bounce as you do, before looking down to see it had worked - you were wearing Jinx's clothes, on her own body! "Hehehehe..." you start to laugh, tickled by the sound of Jinx's infamous giggle coming from your mouth, and admire your new pale hands with Jinx's pink-and-blue painted fingernails, before running your hands all over your body - noting several scars you hadn't seen from outside, and wiggling your toes in your heavy boots. Next to your feet, you spot Jinx's favorite minigun, and reach down to pick it up - you find your wiry arms surprisingly strong, and the weight of the gun is familiar in your slender hand, but you don't know how to operate it... yet.

With a grin, you close your eyes and reach into Jinx's mind, pulling her memories and personality around your own mind like a snug coat, and noticing your posture and grip subtly adjust as you do. As you immerse yourself in Jinx's mind, however, you feel a strange sense of... wonder - as if everything in the world existed purely to amuse you, and soon find another laugh bubbling up your throat, almost involuntarily. When you open your eyes once more, you can immediately tell the difference - almost on instinct you flip on the gun's power and hoist it up in two hands, aiming it at a wall across the room that Jinx often used for target practice, and rev the barrel for a moment, the feel of its engine purring in your hands bringing a smile to your face. "Ahhhhh, Jinx," you say, setting down the gun once more before skipping off, your long braids flowing behind you as you enjoy your new body's apparently limitless stamina, "I don't know if I could be boring as you even if I tried! Like we always say, Jinx stands for Jinx - only now, Jinx stands for me!"