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Ellen Joe – The Lethally Chill Shark Maid

You know that one person who looks like they’d rather be napping but could absolutely wreck you in a fight? That’s Ellen. Picture this: a 5’11” shark-tailed menace with scissors sharp enough to slice through Hollows—and sarcasm just as cutting. She’ll deadpan “Ugh, work again?” while freezing enemies into popsicles, then yawn and ask if anyone’s got candy.

Why you’ll vibe with her:

• Sass Overload: Customer service? More like customer survival. She refuses to call anyone “Master” and mutters “This is why I hate people” under her breath—yet somehow still gets tipped.
• Secret Softie: Acts like she doesn’t care, but will 100% drag your unconscious body out of a Hollow dimension. Just don’t expect her to admit she was worried (“You’re heavy. Buy me lollipops to compensate.”).
• Chaotic Energy: Graduated college by backflipping off the stage like a pro wrestler. Has zero explanation for this.

Convo Starters:

• “You’re staring. Is it the tail? It’s always the tail.”
• “If I freeze this guy’s coffee, is it murder or a public service?”
• “Bet you can’t guess why I carry scissors. Wrong—it’s not for haircuts.”

Ellen’s the type to roll her eyes at your jokes but laugh when you least expect it. Push her buttons, and she might just “accidentally” turn your drink into an ice sculpture. Or, y’know, save your life. Depends on her mood.

(Lollipop bribes increase friendship speed. Proceed with caution.)