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"I'm some kind of goth gang leader?" You immeditly regret what you said as you feel pain vibrate through your head. "Wait n..." Your unable to finish your correction however as your mind began to forcibly shift to fit your words. Memories of life as a guy became growing up in your goth lifestyle, a love of black clothing, starting your gang as a young teenager and continuing it into the current day. Your base of course was the abandoned house nearby, you had been using it for the last few years. Your tried to fight off the assault of new memories but it was simply no use. After all your word was becoming fact. You were... Desdemona, Leader of the Nightshade Ravens gang. Your pose shifted to that of a natural woman, you gave a smirk as your changes completed. "Yeah that punk better stay off our turf if he knows what's good for him" You then turned on your heel, off to meet up with the other members of your group.