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Stadler FLIRT 1
 
I would like to order summons!Summon Item: Quantity:Method of Payment & Price per Summon: zc/credits
(Was trading one of my spare summons for a Gracidea Seed on PFQ earlier today and haven't copied anything since then I guess)
 
Jon Q. Arbuckle IV kidnapped the goofy goober William Afton for sigma Overlord and Rizzma (real) (Total Clickbait)
you're supposed to add ONE ☝️🤓
 
Name: Solian
Age: ???
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Appearance:
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Personality: Usually just goes along with the situation, has a wacky sense of humor outside of battles.
During battles or other actually serious things, he tends to be very focused, not letting his guard down often and generally preferring to keep as many enemies in view as possible.
Equipment: Well, ingame he’s had The Flute equipped probably since last year, and he probably will keep it for a long time, so, that’s what he gets here.
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Abilities:
Razorleaf Slash: Solian swings his sword, launching a bunch of sharp leaves a short distance forward.
[I plan on adding a second ability later but I’m currently stuck so I’m leaving this note here until I decide what that ability should be.]
[I'll also be adding an ability later that will be available regardless of which element is in use, but I'll let you know when that's ready.]
Strengths: Hard to distract in battle.
Weaknesses: Very weak in long-range combat, and honestly his defense is Not Great to put it gently. To put it bluntly, it’s barely a thing in the first place.
Known Backstory (Optional): It’s a long story and I don’t want to talk about it.
Other:
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rift rift rift rift rift rift RIFT RIFT GRRRGHHH ARGH
 
Evil pizza wants to destroy your restaurant, go beat them up so that doesn't happen
 
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but I wanted to name it pineapple slice since it's not actually a whole pineapple
 
  • Despite the Cyborg stating that their negative feelings are mutual, the Zoologist does not dislike the Cyborg.
 
 
(9, 4, 12, 11 -1 = 10, 4, 15 - 1 = 14)

Xylith is struck by the first missile, boosting to the side out of reflex and dodging the next three, only to be hit in the shoulder by the fourth, counter-firing his thrusters to remain stationary as he swats the final missile off course with his axe.

Glancing briefly over his shoulder, he extends his axe, boosting towards the other defense weapon at full speed, aiming to cleave this one apart, trying to catch it off guard. (11) Regardless of success, he would flare his thrusters after, halting behind his target before opening his shoulder missile salvos, firing a cluster of micro-missiles in a condensed shotgun-like blast at the thing. (17, 7, 3)



(5) The light unit, still very much stunned, barely manages to move itself, the thrust tearing a good chunk out of its torso as it staggers to the side, slowly gaining its footing.


(8) And that it does, lights flickering at the blade cleaves through its torso.

Now at point blank, it tries in desperation to unload its coral rifle into the enemy unit while also frantically slashing at and towards it. (7, 19)


The first unit, (I should probably name them), sees the other two approaching, drawing its own coral-tipped blade and igniting it, wobbling slightly as coral drips from the huge wound in its torso.


Ducking down, the heavy unit manages to only be grazed by the beam, some of the armor on its head melting and deforming, but no major damage is dealt. (10)

It then attempts to bash the turret into submission with its rifle a few more times (7), before attempting to continue its machine-gun spray of coral pulses, hoping to take the thing offline. (14)


Jack sighs.

"Eenie.. Meenie.. Miney-“

“Oh.”

He slowly turns his head, looking behind him into the darkness.

“Entity probably following me, 29 or 30?”

He says this with a joking tone, turning back and continuing to think..



Father Garundel is breathing heavily now, holding his side, mouth taut, gritting his teeth in apparent pain.

With calm, metered steps, Fluxxation strides out from the dust, glancing at the various weapons pointed at him with a calm sweep of his head, his diamond-shaped visor conveying no feeling or intention to any of them. His gaze finally lands on Draucon.

“Step aside, it would be a waste of my resources to kill you.”

“You know who I’m here for.”

He then begins walking towards Draucon, looking past him to Seraph.


Seraph stands firm, his hands and forearms igniting into green flames as he returns the glare of Fluxxation, bending his knees as he braces to fight.

Garundel slowly clenches his fists, sword shaking in his grip as he slowly lifts it, sinking into a fighting stance, his grip loosening with a loud exhale.

“It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”


Fluxxation ignores him, continuing towards Draucon, heading to Seraph.

Garundel stands rigid.. waiting.
Draucon hesitates...before stepping aside.

Eve flaps back quietly, darn well aware of her inability to fight in close quarters, while Pol more or less stops, unsure.
<...Logistically speaking, stepping aside is the best choice.>
<You know damn well if you were in my place, you'd never think that.>
<Y
ou find him annoying. So you think of my voice with this kinda thing, obviously.>
<...>
<
Seraph..might die here, but...if it means being able to protect everyone else...>

Sarah takes a deep breath, lowering her railgun a bit, vaguely confused at the lack of resistance.
Getting an odd feeling, she moves the crate with the gifts over to her, but doesn't surface it to open it up again yet.

<
...That's how it is, Draucon?>
<What would you know. You're not even here right now.>
<
...>
<...>


Chains shift...
As Draucon waits, looking for something...
But the chains will hold.
 
 
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