final fantasy

this is my final fantasy…

The year is 2050, we live in a cyber punk grim urban environment.
All of the frustrated males have used plastic surgery and other methods, to transform into visually females.
Hardened and bitter from a lifetime of lack of love, these males, visfemales, roam about the city as battle-hardened mercenaries.
Though female in appearance, they are more dangerous, more amoral than any soldier and work for the highest bidder. This is their song.
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As always, Trixie is the villian of this scenario, dubbing herself “the highest class of criminal.” She roams around in a gunship, mowing people down exactly like Jared Leto in suicide squad. Not a single cop interferes, as she runs the entire city, but does not truly rule it. In certain scenes, she is given a rifle to use in the middle of a combat situation, wearing the female equivalent of Charleton Hestons’ dinner outfit in Omega Man, she is handed a rifle, but will put down the rifle complaining “The rifle is not of the highest class and taste, I refuse it, I want a new one.”