Korryn

Able to infuse weapons with Mania to deal massive damage. Due to her style of acting, her special power produces greater effect on firearms.

According to the subject's testimony, she was caught in the Tide of Ashes during a mission. To survive, the subject chose to deliberately expose herself to Mania, awakening as a Sinner.

The subject's corruption level is moderate. She exhibits heightened mental agitation when using her special power, with visible Mania patterns on her body. Nevertheless, the subject remains sane and her ability is still within control.

An elusive bounty hunter in pursuit of high commissions, running at large around the WhiteSands trade route. The subject lingers across various factions and rarely initiates any moves, employing secretive methods to complete her jobs. Investigation reveals her involvement in multiple recent incidents related to the trade route. The subject poses a severe threat to WhiteSands' Hypercube transportation and requires immediate detention.

Investigation reveals that the subject and Tuco residents' previous actions were driven by survival instinct. Following their cooperation with the MBCC, Tuco residents can now obtain reasonably priced supplies through the Bureau and will no longer disrupt the trade route's security.

Having entered DisCity covertly from WhiteSands, the subject deliberately revealed herself near the MBCC, proposing a deal to Chief as a bounty hunter.

The subject's exact birthplace is unknown. She was adopted by Tuco's townspeople as a child and raised on Tuco's nomadic ship. Later, the subject became a bounty hunter, working with accomplices on bounty contracts to obtain survival supplies.

To survive, Tuco's townspeople must regularly relocate their base to avoid sandstorms and pursuers. During one such evacuation, the subject was caught in the Tide of Ashes while aiding her companions' retreat. 32 hours later, she was found severely wounded in the desert three kilometers away, heavily corrupted by Mania and awakened as a Sinner.

Investigation reveals that following the West District BR-002 incident, anomalies in WhiteSands intensified and disasters became frequent. Aware of these changes, to protect her Tuco companions, the subject chose to journey alone to DisCity to seek out a way to ensure Tuco's survival.

The subject keeps a pet lizard named Sheriff, with whom she likes to have a back-and-forth dialogue, sometimes to make fun of others. Currently, the show of the subject's amusing chat with her pet is welcomed within the Bureau.

The subject always requests nearly decommissioned vehicles for field missions, claiming that "nice cars make her nauseous." In reality, the subject enjoys outmaneuvering enemies driving an old car with her exceptional driving skills.

The subject likes to conceal spoils everywhere on her person, including but not limited to the brim of her hat, shoe heels, and clothing layers. Once, coins were even found on Sheriff the lizard. After her cooperation with the MBCC was confirmed, she appears to have brought this treasure-hiding habit to the Bureau.

She has repeatedly made up excuses to barge into Chief's office during work hours to invite Chief for a joyride. Chief later turned her down as it might disturb work and reminded her such requests should be made on Chief's days off.

[Korryn is tending to multiple rifles, meticulously oiling each one.]

Korryn: Morning, Chief! Care to try out these custom heavy weapons from WhiteSands? The power, the reach—these babies are something else. Not just anybody gets their hands on my precious collection.

• Prompt: Sure, why not.
• Korryn: That's what I like about you, Chief! I've been trying to trick—I mean, trying to talk folks into it all day, but no one had the guts to give them a shot. You're the first one!
• Korryn: 😏😏😏

• Prompt: I never said I wanted to try them.
• Korryn: Don't be so uptight! It's not like I'm hitting you up for cash... And hey, even if there were some green on the table, I'm the most well-connected dealer in town—you'd be getting the hookup, no doubt.
• Korryn: 😘😘😘

[Korryn spots her name on the black market wanted list.]

Korryn: My, my, they're offering quite a sum for me! Even I want to cash in... Tch, too bad I can't snag that prize for myself, or I'd turn myself in right away... Hold up, now that you're in the picture, Chief...

• Prompt: There's a bounty on you? Why?
• Korryn: These desert bandits are just so petty! Look, all I did was strip some of their leaders down to their underwear, tie them to a beat-up car, and give them a scenic tour of WhiteSands for a nice suntan. I guess desert bandits just hold their grudges~
• Korryn: 😏😏😏

• Prompt: What do you want?
• Korryn: Hehe, I just want to make a little deal with you: do me a solid and cash in by handing me over. You take the glory for wiping out those desert bandits, and I pocket the reward money. Win-win, right? Hey, don't shake your head so fast...
• Korryn: 😉😉😉

⚠ Perfect Inaccuracy

Korryn organizes a profitable community event.

System Notifications: Korryn hangs up a dartboard in the Recreation Area, charging 20 DisCoins per game. The children who pride themselves on their aim have become addicted to it, only to lose all their pocket money.

• Prompt: Check the dartboard

System Notifications: Behind the dartboard, magnets are plastered all over the bullseye and the edge outside the outer ring.

⚠ Proper Care

The closest friend deserves the most devoted care.

System Notifications: Korryn marvels at the small terrarium in her room. After settling Sheriff inside, she paves one corner with sand.

• Prompt: Ask about the sand

System Notifications: "It grew up in the desert. It can't live without sand!" says Korryn.

⚠⚠ Sheriff's Quotes

Sheriff never drinks milk.

Korryn: "Hello there, esteemed and generous MBCC Chief!"

System Notifications: In front of a dining tray, a bright-eyed reptile flicks out its tongue to lick its eyes.

Korryn: "Hmm... Now that I'm done buttering you up, can I be real with you?"

• Prompt: Please, go ahead.

Korryn: "Honestly, the food here is pretty good, but the drinks could use some work..."

System Notifications: Korryn cradles Sheriff in her hands, maneuvering its little front legs to execute a miniature salute.

"Sheriff": "In my humble opinion, you should serve something more authentic, more pure... something us desert bandits really dig..."

Korryn: That's right, something deliciously tempting!

Chief: Unfortunately, the Bureau won't authorize the diner to serve alcohol.

Korryn: What? No, no, no—I never touch that stuff!

System Notifications: Korryn squints her eyes and scrunches up her nose like a cat.

Korryn: Can't be a sharpshooter if you're wasted! For me, milk will always reign as the best drink ever!

Korryn: Milk tastes good, looks good, and it's good for health! Get me some better milk, and who knows? I might even grow a bit taller!

System Notifications: With each word uttered, Sheriff's glossy eyes inch a little closer to you.

• Prompt: Hold on.

Chief: Hold on, are you suggesting there's an issue with our milk? We've always relied on a trustworthy food company for our supplies. That shouldn't be...

Korryn: The milk here is clearly off. Can't you taste the difference?

Korryn: Look at it—

System Notifications:A glass of milk is pushed to the center of the table.

Korryn: It's not translucent, the taste is way too rich, and it even leaves a film on the glass when you swirl it... Are you sure you didn't get scammed? Real milk isn't supposed to be like this at all!

Chief: Translucent and watery...

Chief: Well... Is it possible that all the milk you've had before was actually watered down?

Korryn: Watered... down?

Korryn: N-no way...

Sheriff: (Licks its eyes)

Korryn: ...

Sheriff: (Licks its eyes again)

⚠⚠ Split-Second Precision

Korryn makes a surprise visit to your office.

System Notifications: Supervision System:
Korryn is waiting outside your office.
Permit entry?

• Prompt: Yes

Korryn: Good morning, afternoon, and evening to you, my dear Chief!

Korryn: What a waste to spend your prime years cooped up in an office. Just looking at you makes me feel suffocated!

System Notifications: Korryn leans against your desk, her gaze unwaveringly fixed on you.

Korryn: Hey, why not hang out with me? We could drive around, grab some ice cream, and see where the day takes us... What do you say?

System Notifications: Bzzz bzzz... The terminal on your desk starts to vibrate.

• Prompt: Check

System Notifications: You bow your head to inspect the vibrating terminal. but Korryn, unsatisfied, cups your face in her hands and steers your gaze back to her.

Korryn: Eyes on me, sweetheart. I'm still talking to you!

Korryn: Here, look into my eyes—

Chief: Stop it. I've got a message to check...

System Notifications: Disregarding your protest, Korryn tilts her head to listen to the sound of two groups of footsteps passing each other outside the door, which then gradually fade into the distance.

Korryn: Alright—all clear now! Go ahead and check your message!

System Notifications: She springs up joyfully and walks away from your side.

Korryn: Your help is appreciated! See you around, my dear Chief!

Chief: What exactly was that all about...?

System Notifications: After the unexpected move, Korryn strides away. In confusion, you pick up our terminal to check the message.

System Notifications: PUBLIC NOTICE:
At 13:22 today, Miss Korryn staged a magic performance in the Greenhouse District, managing to trick 33 individuals into surrendering their helmets. These items have yet to be returned.
The Bureau has dispatched two security teams to investigate. If you see Miss Korryn or the helmets mentioned above, please contact us promptly.

Chief: ...l see.

• Prompt: Contact Security

System Notifications: You dial Security's terminal number, ready to share some good news.

⚠⚠⚠ Sandstorm Horror

After movie night, Korryn tells a tale from the sands.

Korryn: Wow, that was intense! Horror movies are definitely meant for late-night viewing!

System Notifications: Movie nights are always a hit, but when horror films pop up on the schedule, a bunch of folks can be seen sneaking away from the Recreation Area with their shoulders hunched.

• Prompt: Do you enjoy this?

Chief: Do you enjoy this type of movie?

Korryn: Haha, I enjoy anything that gets my blood pumping!

Korryn: Driving. adventures, shooting, horror stories... Oh, yeah! That jogs my memory about something...

Korryn: One time I was out for a drive when I ran into some out-of-town raiders. We had a little... friendly exchange of fire, and believe it or not, we ended up hitting it off. They told me this scary story later...

Chief: It's like you just strung all your favorite things together into one convenient story...

Korryn: Hey! Quit with the suspicion, you bureaucrat! Life is full of surprises and coincidences—just roll with it!

• Prompt: Listen to her story
• Chief: Perhaps you could share this story with me.
• Korryn: Well, well, looks like someone's curious! You better listen up, then!
• Korryn: Ahem... So, this story begins on a night so quiet, even the silence had a weight to it...
• Korryn: A young guy was out delivering in the deserted wilds of WhiteSands, all by his lonesome. He zipped along on his motorcycle, soaking in that chilly night air...
• Korryn: Out of the blue, he caught an odd sound, a faint rustling that sounded like... someone was crying!
• Korryn: ...
• System Notifications: Korryn goes quiet, locking eyes with you in a piercing gaze.
• Chief: Why did you stop?
• Korryn: Oh, come on... You're no fun at all.
• System Notifications: Korryn steps back, the intentionally enigmatic look on her face disappearing completely.
• Korryn: You aren't scared of any of this, huh, Chief? Not even a smidgen of fear showing on your face!

• Prompt: Express doubt
• Chief: Either way, the credibility of the storyteller seems quite sketchy...
• Korryn: Oh... So our dear Chief has no trust in me. Ah, of course, I'm just a lousy swindler, aren't l? Totally understandable that you wouldn't buy a word of my story...
• Korryn: And there I was, baring my soul to you... Sob...
• System Notifications: Korryn lowers her head, her eyes shimmering with what seems like tears, her shoulders subtly quivering...
• Chief: ...
• Chief: You should know by now this won't work on me.
• Korryn: ...Tch, you're too sharp! This move usually works like magic!

⚠⚠⚠ WhiteSands Survival Code

A steady aim is just as crucial to the snipers as it is to the outlaws.

System Notifications: Right on the bullseye, a perfect shot!

System Notifications: Korryn beams with excitement, patting her rifle's stock as if praising a puppy.

Korryn: That's my girl! Packing a punch, aren't you?

• Prompt: Praise

Chief: You're doing great on your training scores.

Korryn: I might not be the best shooter here, but back in Tuco, I was one of the top marksmen around!

Korryn: But... all this sudden praise—could it be that you want me to school you in some shooting techniques, little Chief?

• Prompt: I'm just passing by.
• Chief: Actually, I just happen to be passing by.
• Chief: I'm here to assess the defense team's latest shooting practice outcomes.
• Korryn: How blunt of you, Chief! Can't you at least play along a bit with me?
• Chief: ...
• Chief: Alright, alright. I'm very impressed by your shooting practice. Would you mind sharing your training methods?
• Korryn: Oh, sure thing—I'd love to!
• Korryn: Let's kick things off with aiming. Don't underestimate it—aiming is the link between guns, shooters, and targets. It's the cornerstone of any outlaw's life...

• Prompt: You got me there.
• Chief: Many people are curious about your flawless accuracy. I'm here on their behalf.
• Korryn: Wow, didn't realize I was such a big deal! Should I hold an autograph session while we're at it?
• System Notifications: Korryn sits beside you, placing her hunting rifle across her lap as she cleans the powder residue from the muzzle with a soft cloth.
• Korryn: Alrighty then! Let this expert markswoman drop some shooting knowledge on you all!
• Korryn: But I'll make one thing clear first: I can guide you, but your success is on yourself. Just copying my movements won't get you anywhere.
• Chief: Could you elaborate on that?
• Korryn: Sure, let me break it down for you. Shooting is all about aiming, and aiming is all about locking your eyes on the target.
• Korryn: In the swirling winds of WhiteSands, clarity is a luxury. But for anyone aiming to make it out alive, they've got to see—see their target, their objective, their sights, all crystal clear.
• Korryn: You gotta see it so vividly that it's seared into your eyes. And when the time's right, squeeze that trigger... Bang!

Bounty hunter Korryn's signature outfit featuring bold patchwork. Its contrasting elements boast sexiness and display the owner's uninhibited personality.

The creatures of WhiteSands both fear and embrace the quicksand! After the rest, we'll go again!