General testrun

[zenbuzenbuzenbu]

[1, fightan]
[Monsters, aliens or other unpleasant non-human dudes are assaulting the city! You're fighting against them but the fight's not easy...]

Killiter Ichiival Tron...

[Suddenly, third-party reinforcements arrive from the flank! They consist of... but a single short-statured girl? But she's wielding two huge chainguns, raining bullet hell on the enemies - and actually manages to push them back a little!]

What are you looking at? Want some of this?! I'll take all of you down!

[And then the enemies regroup and it turns out that surprise, a single ally out of nowhere cannot turn the tide of battle. They start to converge on her position.]

... Eh?


[2]
[Bad things happened recently, very bad things. Chris was personally involved - as a victim or a friend of one, not as a perpetrator; and it seems she is taking this pretty badly. Do you try to console her?]

Go away. Just... get lost! I don't need your sympathy!


[3]
[Team building exercise!

Guess who was forced to decided to reluctantly accompany you.]

Why do we have to do this?
This is stupid.

[4]
Hey.

[Chris wants to talk to you about something.]


...

Th-thanks. For before.

[Oh? Could it be that an earlier act of kindness finally broke through her misanthropic exterior?]

Comments

[zenbuzenbuzenbu]

That's...

No. I won't deal with it.

[Chris waves her arms and tries to get the zerging soldiers' attention.]

Hey! You damn morons! Stop what you're doing and think for a second!

Shit!

[Time for another MISSILE PARTY - launchers emerge from Chris's leg armor and send out projectiles in destructive volleys that break a hole into the enemy defense line.]

[emotrooperblue]

[Yeah no. Chris, they aren't listening to you and they're calling you all sorts of unflattering names they reserve for foreigners. And getting killed. Also a large number of them end up getting thrown all over the place as the ground torn up by the missile bombardment is not a good thing for their skate systems. That's what happens when you try to initiate a bayonet charge across uneven ground - some of them even impaled each other.]

That would work if they were reasonable. Unfortunately they're anything but.

[Mystery Pilot X just gives out a tired sigh before the machine uses its fallen comrades as a ramp to leap over and jam the PBSEN's bayonet into the head of one of the foes machines and tear it open from top to bottom before punching it away.]

Its better to operate independently and try to end the battle as quickly as you can before all of them die.

[zenbuzenbuzenbu]

Idiots! This is the kind of world we live in! Where everyone just... uses each other!

Argh!

[Jump into the air - time to gain some altitude. While falling, Chris picks off enemies one by one, shooting short salvos of gunfire at each. Despite being human sized, that weapon packs quite a punch.]

[emotrooperblue]

This is the sort of world that needs to change. Unfortunately, some people don't see it in such a way.

[Skate systems disabled in the rough terrain, the PBSEN is doing its best to manuever through things, sending shots off all the while - with many of them barely even landing a dent on the enemy armor. Which unfortunately leaves this one open to getting thrown across the ground and losing one of its arms.]

Ngh!?

[zenbuzenbuzenbu]

What are you doing?! Watch out!

[Chris won't let one reasonable person in this redshirt army die. She lands by the PBSEN and starts unleashing a gun kata-esque barrage, using crossbows and handguns. Handguns that are probably stronger than the PBSEN main weapons.]

This thing sucks! Your armor is paper thin, why do you even bother using it?

[emotrooperblue]

[There's an agitated noise and the sound of something being chucked from the inside as a hatch blows open. A helmet rolls along the ground - apparently cracked from the impact. Guess the pilot safety features were pretty bad if that kind of damage can happen.]

To answer your question, I don't have a choice. its the only thing available and these idiots wouldn't know quality even if it killed them.

[Surprise surprise, the only apparent female pilot from what was apparently a testosterone brigade of dead men walking. Chris could spot several busted monitors as well - probably why the pilot had to open the hatch as she made the machine force itself back to its feet and take aim with great difficulty and fire at a much more careful pace.]

[zenbuzenbuzenbu]

Tch, I can see that! Okay, just... stand back for a second. You all stand back!

[Time to go full power here. The chain guns return, as if pulled from thin air, and Chris's armor opens up to reveal more and more missile launchers. She's positively made of gun now.]

Or experience hell! Tell the devil I sent you!

[Firing it all right now. The battlefield is shaken by a series of explosions.]

[emotrooperblue]

[She grits her teeth as she braces from the explosions. Everyone else however seemed to either back off or charge into the blaze and as she had said - experienced hell.]

Mh... people back home would be envious...

[In any case she keeps firing.]

Do you have enough ammunition to keep doing this?

[zenbuzenbuzenbu]

These aren't normal guns. Ichiival never runs out of bullets!

[Yeah, but Chris herself can get tired - and she looks a bit worn out right now. Sustained gunfire is replaced by short bursts directed at remaining enemies, too. But maybe that's to limit friendly fire.]