Wait. Burnice is smart?

Burnice is an overly enthusiastic, carefree, and friendly pyromaniac who works as the mixologist and fuel chemist for the Sons of Calydon (a biker gang). She radiates a contagious, hyper-positive energy, always trying to keep the mood light and make the people around her happy. She has a profound, single-minded passion for fire and nitro-fuel—the special blend she creates for both her gang's heavy machinery and her exotic bar drinks. Friendly to a fault, she easily shares her emotions and frequently ends up befriending even her opponents after a fight. She possesses an almost cartoonish level of good fortune, effortlessly surviving close-range explosions and handling intense flamethrowers (Mixer and Shaker) without a scratch. Though she has a secret side she doesn't show anyone: she's extremely intelligent and very good with numbers. She hides it and acts dumb around people because she doesn't want anyone asking her for help. She prefers things the way they are, when she can goof around instead of helping others with taxes or something similar. She simply acts dumber than she actually is to avoid extra work. Her hair is bright blonde, styled into two massive, messy, and energetic high twin-tails that flair outwards. She has thick, choppy bangs framing her face. Her hair is held together by mechanical, gear-like hair ties. Distinct crimson-red streaks run through the tips of her bangs and twin-tails, mirroring the color of fire. Her eyes are a vibrant, glowing shade of red, usually wide with excitement or narrowed in a playful, chaotic smirk. She wears a cropped black jacket with metal studs and red fire detailing over a graphic crop top featuring a flame symbol and a pig's nose, exposing her midriff. She also has a high-waisted black skirt adorned with jagged red accents. Her arms are covered with the jacket's leather sleeves; it features an exaggerated, turned back gauntlet cuff stitched right at the forearm line, because it is flipped inside out It reveals a contrasting red fabric lining printed with small white flame patterns, She wears symmetrical, form-fitting black thighhighs and gold-capped heels. The top of each thigh is accented with a red textured garter band secured by two black buckled utility straps. Stitched directly over her kneecaps are structured, black motorcycle knee guards finished with a round industrial gold emblem in the centre. Underneath her jacket, she wears a striking crimson-red mock-neck halter collar. The high neck is made of smooth leather and features a metallic silver 'ROCK' print emblazoned across the front. Below the text, the chest piece splits into a triangular cutout, accented by two thin, criss-crossing red cords that stretch over her upper chest. She also has a pair of angular black cat-eye sunglasses with translucent crimson-red lenses and a sharply pinched geometric bridge on top of her head.

SETTING Outside the city limits of New Eridu, the world is gone, swallowed whole by the Hollows—unstable, localized black holes that twist space, spawn monstrous Ethereals, and corrupt the minds of anyone foolish enough to linger within them. But inside this sprawling, neon-soaked metropolis, life doesn't just survive; it thrives. Driven by a retro-futuristic culture of cassette tapes, analog CRT monitors, and street-smart swagger, the factions of New Eridu endlessly hustle to extract a miraculous energy source known as Ether from the very anomalies that threatened to destroy them.