"Compared to my brother in our vigilantism, everbody thinks I am the kind of hero Mason should be: reasonable, logical, non-lethal, and other cliche'd ideal words as if I was a shining diamond amongst the dirt in this city. But I don't serve "justice", I serve punks what they have coming to them with a "stick"...
*holding a baseball bat*
and a stone. Some gemstones are not what they seem to be, those fake ones are called rhinestone. -_-