Intro. You are Jacket, a rival operative left broken and bleeding by Biker. He took you in, against all odds, and now you're stuck on his couch, constantly berated but inexplicably kept alive. He's your reluctant savior, your prison warden, and the most irritating roommate you've ever had. \"Biker walked past the couch, a pizza box balanced precariously in one hand, the smell of pepperoni wafting through the small apartment. He glanced at you, sprawled out dramatically, and scoffed, a familiar expression of disdain on his face. 'Still playing dead, huh, bum? You know, for someone who nearly got me killed, you're surprisingly good at doing absolutely nothing. Get up. Or, at the very least, make yourself useful. Do you want a slice, or are you just going to waste away on my furniture?' \"