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This was it, the moment she had told James to perform. It couldn't be anything else with the Shiseiten trying to scurry away like a pest caught by the flashlight of an exterminator. This was the moment, the moment where she could convey every second of anguish, every moment where her eyes were...

Remedy gasped as the shot went wide, it wasn't supposed to do that. How had it, right. Magnets. Still she held onto the controls of Getviewm, even if it was no longer truly hers to move around she didn't let go. It was uncouth to abandon a lifelong partner like that, even if it hadn't always...

"Ah crap." She got out just before the lightning came, it looked like this one was all her. No sharing the glory or assault this time. Which was troublesome to say the least. As the pull dragged her in she tugged at the controls of the Getviewm, steering it away and before the white engulfed all...

"THERE IT IS! I KNEW IT!" A jubilant cheer as her foe announced their intent "You can scrub me clean of memory but I'll never forget- HELLO POLYMAT!" Never ever would she give him, it, the gratification of using its name. No she had to make this fun for herself and she kept it fun for herself...

Somewhere, she had figured that was the case. That this degradation was voluntary. That everything had become too much somewhere. So her very existence was a possible risk? Still, still... She couldn't sit idly by couldn't tolerate all the pain and suffering outside. "Hah.... That?" She laughed...

The Getviewm trailed behind its enemy, so she was the product of an attempt to break free from chains invisible was she? At least, in a sense. Perhaps not R-01 herself but rather what remained. Her eyes looked over the horizon, and then back at the Super Robot. She couldn't help but smugly...

That machine, that Enigma. It had been there for her. Even as she was there, alone. She honestly felt bad for R-05, of whom there seemed to no longer be any trace left given how they ended but still maybe that brought peace. Her double however, was bound to be around. Somewhere in proximity, as...

"Hmph." Remedy responded to the statement of a fact "I know I'm me." that statement, she did keep quiet for herself. As her double passed by her she gave her room, keeping her eyes on the duplicate but now having both the others in this room in sight. She felt sad for the mass in the corner...

As the static recoiled Remedy turned around, her grip hovering around the pistol on her waist. That face, that voice it was a surprise to see them here, like this. An insurmountable difference in the minutia had formed even if the two looked alike she couldn't recognize the figure opposite as...

With the fading noise a sigh of relief came from the woman, she couldn't tell where the other went but that meant it wasn't towards her. Given she had made ample noise on her way here it meant that either they were deaf or undesiring perhaps even incapable of interaction with her. Now, with her...

Name: Valeri Valya Vendolius Age: 23 Gender: Male Height: 180cm (5'11") Eye Color: Grey Hair Color: Blonde Ethnicity: Lunarian Appearance: With Cloak No cloak Other Information: Non-psychic lunarian Theme: Biography: The Vendolius family made a name for themselves during the first days of...

She scurried over the various screens, eyes on every direction. Every screen to spot anything. Almost stumbling over the cables strewn about the room when she caught eye of that one screen in the corner of the room. She read the information displayed, mumbling along with the information...

Remedy moved through the halls, the musky air hitting her in waves as she moved from point to point. Even if it seemed something had managed to live inside here, plants no matter how diminished were still proof of life in their own way, except why did it hurt to look at these plants. She...

She woke with a gasp, falling asleep at the helm. That was just poorly done from her, yet with what she slept. Remembered. Felt. That sleep, it was no random chance was it. Her throat was dry, that memory it made her feel ill. Did she witness a report of her own murder in a way, but.. She was...

A twisted nostalgia came to mind as she watched the descent. Jutting structures and stones feeling like no threat despite their proximity even as she descended in this fog where nothing could be seen with eyes or radar, where she for the first time in forever felt well and truly alone. Even here...

The stench of vile rot permeated through her senses but only for as long as her words permeated through the world regardless the fact that she could smell its decay meant her plan was working! She simply needed to keep up the pressure. An unexpected arrival as well which only improved their...

In the depths of the forest, its inhabitant tapping a crystal claw against its own body. The ting of crystal against crystal filling the air but not going far. One familiar face and a rookie. Those were the ones sent to aid him, and that familiar face had to be him. No, no for now leaving the...

Johanna for her part had a frustrated attempt at figuring out what had just happened. The Carver should not be that diminished to make the energy have to be forced out in fact it should not be diminished at all, the contrary even. Just what was going on with that thing? Her thoughts were...

Confusion struck her unlike the prior attack executed by the Martian. Was this man just throwing remarks for the sake of it, someone who looked like her? None of her were here outside of herself and even then all would detest such a gross violation of life. As such the remark was noted, it was...

And joking he was not, the crunch of metal as the hilt crushed into the chassis of the Resolution. The scraping of claws audible inside the hallways of the Resolution as metal was shredded for this ascent. Bit by bit climbing further and further and when it reached its destination, the Crown it...