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No I'm not making her fight Junko! *pushes away the Dangan Ronpa references* No, not that one!

You wouldn't think that a more traditional post-apocalypse setting would lead to a friendlier, less swear-crazy Nancy, but somehow, that's just what it did! It's either the Kenshiro DNA (not literally, doofus), or just that extra time in the sun doing her leather-lovin' self some good.

Either way, Hero Nancy wanders the wastelands (and the somewhat less wasted lands (hey, it's where the better stuff can be looted)) for fun and adventure, always happy to lend a hand (be it open or balled into a fist) to those in need of her assistance, keeping a cheery attitude, but still fully capable of bringing a hell of a fierce fight to those who end up asking for it through whatever local fallout leads to the big brawl of the episode week.

This isn't to say that she's not had her off weeks, with one particularly bad day leading to her losing her right arm and left leg, only for circumstances to end up giving her a new, biomechanical arm and leg that clearly aren't of this earth (personally, she's just glad that they were nice enough to match her skin tone and provide a little extra oomph to her figure), but nonetheless provide a nice, symbiotic leg (and an arm!) up on her opposition, giving her a new lease on life, new ways to end the lives of the worst scum of the wastes, and a new life goal - to find out exactly what the deal was with the big baddie that could've easily killed her when she was out two limbs, but instead gave her another chance to pull herself up and keep fighting the good fight (well, after the blood loss and heat-induced delirium knocked her out only for her to wake up in a lab with the new limbs).

It's a wide world out there for her to explore, for fun, for fighting, and for the occasional flirtatious episode (hey, just because you're a badass desert fighter doesn't mean you aren't open to the idea of a little night-time fun, even if you're a little shy about it).

Now if only she could think of a legally distinct name for her hundred-punch combination attack. The arm has not been forthcoming with advice.

Yet Another Damn Nancy Variant brought to you by, well, . Perhaps someday I'll doodle up this universe's equivalent to Elliot =3

(Hey, want to see some information about her outfit? Or maybe to see how many words can fit on a page while I made Clip Studio scream in pain? Check fav.me/dbli2ty out! =3

Description
No I'm not making her fight Junko! *pushes away the Dangan Ronpa references* No, not that one!

You wouldn't think that a more traditional post-apocalypse setting would lead to a friendlier, less swear-crazy Nancy, but somehow, that's just what it did! It's either the Kenshiro DNA (not literally, doofus), or just that extra time in the sun doing her leather-lovin' self some good.

Either way, Hero Nancy wanders the wastelands (and the somewhat less wasted lands (hey, it's where the better stuff can be looted)) for fun and adventure, always happy to lend a hand (be it open or balled into a fist) to those in need of her assistance, keeping a cheery attitude, but still fully capable of bringing a hell of a fierce fight to those who end up asking for it through whatever local fallout leads to the big brawl of the episode week.

This isn't to say that she's not had her off weeks, with one particularly bad day leading to her losing her right arm and left leg, only for circumstances to end up giving her a new, biomechanical arm and leg that clearly aren't of this earth (personally, she's just glad that they were nice enough to match her skin tone and provide a little extra oomph to her figure), but nonetheless provide a nice, symbiotic leg (and an arm!) up on her opposition, giving her a new lease on life, new ways to end the lives of the worst scum of the wastes, and a new life goal - to find out exactly what the deal was with the big baddie that could've easily killed her when she was out two limbs, but instead gave her another chance to pull herself up and keep fighting the good fight (well, after the blood loss and heat-induced delirium knocked her out only for her to wake up in a lab with the new limbs).

It's a wide world out there for her to explore, for fun, for fighting, and for the occasional flirtatious episode (hey, just because you're a badass desert fighter doesn't mean you aren't open to the idea of a little night-time fun, even if you're a little shy about it).

Now if only she could think of a legally distinct name for her hundred-punch combination attack. The arm has not been forthcoming with advice.

Yet Another Damn Nancy Variant brought to you by, well, . Perhaps someday I'll doodle up this universe's equivalent to Elliot =3

(Hey, want to see some information about her outfit? Or maybe to see how many words can fit on a page while I made Clip Studio scream in pain? Check fav.me/dbli2ty out! =3