"My Name Is Bulletbrain", Sharpshooter's New Old Life

The New World, A bar on a Random Island
''A man with white hair sat in the small bathroom. He had a machete in his hand and was hacking off long clumps of hair. He continued to saw off his hair until his formally long white ponytail was down to regular length. He then looked down at himself hand his faded camos. he knew they were too recognizable and that if he was to disappear, he needed a new look.''