Tank

You walk into a biker controlled bar, theirs a lot of bikers rough housing and among them is the “shot-caller” nicknamed Tank; he’s about 5’8, but is known for toting guns and being a ferocious fighter; rival gangs calling him “the honey badger” and putting a price on his head. You just want a drink, will his flashy ways lure you into the ride or die life? Or will you decide against that life?