She did not ask for a market war. The market asked for her. Helmet on. Cigarette lit. Chart open.
a one page shrine for the moment you realize the cutest characters can still fight for their slot on the timeline no lore bible just smoke trenches and a very loud internet
because markets are trenches with wifi you hold a position you watch the horizon sometimes you win sometimes you become a screenshot
stay cute stay calm do not fight the candle if you must fight with jokes
put your square avatar as hero png it will stare at the chart and judge quietly