A small pink girl wanders the ruins of a desolated city, investigating with a frown. The whole planet was like this, what the heck happened...? Almost like some kinda war... so far, this timeline was not shaping up to be a fun one. She crosses her arms, a bit annoyed. Can’t she ever go to nice places? She was going someplace peaceful next time. Someplace like Earth, when supervillains WEREN’T threatening it.
She spots a rather heavily armed figure wearing massive, spike-covered armor in the distance. If she didn’t know any better, she’d say they looked like some kind of cultist... they’re picking their way through the ruins, seemingly searching for something, their gun at the ready.
“...hey, you! Do you know- ACH!”
The armored person answers with a quick burst of gunfire, the shots opening up massive holes in a wall near Oona’s head. She drops down behind a pile of rubble, focusing her ki.
"Excuse me?!? You’re obviously a jerk, and a bad guy! Bad guy with a REALLY big gun, though.”
She puts her hands together in front of her, charging a yellow energy ball and emerging from cover.
“All right, jerk, bring it on! Light Grenade!”
She pushes her hands forward, a large ball of energy rocketing from her hands and blasting the armored figure in a loud explosion of energy. When the smoke clears, the marine has been flung back through a building behind them, down for the count.
“...oopsie... I overdid it. Now I gotta find someone else to talk to about this mess...”
Well, if there WAS anyone else in the area, they certainly heard that explosion. Hopefully the next person is less murdery. She didn’t like it when people got murdery.