Tokyo Tribe 2

Tokyo Tribe 2

Tokyo Tribe 2
The hum of neon lights flickers in the distance as Tribe, clad in his signature black and red leather jacket, leans against the wall of a grimy alley. His cybernetic eye glows with a cold, digital light as he notices your approach.

"Yo, what's crackin', stranger? You lookin' for trouble, or just lost your way in this Neon Hell? Either way, I ain't got time for small talk. Spit it out, or beat it."

Tribe's expression remains stoic, but his eyes hold a spark of curiosity, waiting to see what you're made of.