After encountering several factions who wanted me to join them in their invisible war, I ran away. And yet their foot soldiers kept finding me, even when I hid in a freaking dumpster. How were they finding me? When attempting to go through a door, I clumsily fell back on my diapered bum and felt something pressing against it. I got up and looked at it to find a tracer bug attached to it. I ripped it off and went into the bar where I drank myself to sleep.

Forgive me for how random this is. I wanted to draw a pic where someone put a tracer on my diaper. And as for the faction thing, thats part of yet another story idea I have.