My favorite bit of Torn lore involves a dashing young lad, new to the city who nearly lost himself to the ruthless savagery that rules these streets only to be taken under the wing of an intrepid group of adventurers and entrepeneurs, only to have said group dissolved when their leader was falsely accused of fradulent duplication of donator packs.
Without a place to go, he was once again adopted into what he found out was Torn's greatest faction, #TMB where he was introduced to a hedonistic world of #LAVISHNESS and paradoxical humility. Where his oversized, gigantic hands were recognized as the assets they truly were, and where is wealth and prestige rose to cataclysmic heights.