I'm a pasty flabby midwestern fruit who has zero experience with actual conflict or danger. I've spent my entire life consuming faggy science fiction with progressive themes.

When I get together with my like-minded friends, we all agree: Fascists have to die! And my friends are the ones to do it. We're a group of lgbtq allies who have never set foot in a gym. We wear denim jackets with pins and have pink hair. Scared yet?