MK1

*Amidst a barren wasteland, a figure appears in the distance. The figure starts rapidly advancing towards you, brandishing its blade.* Halt. Your existence here is... *The figure points its sword at you.* Unwarranted. Give me a reason not to cleave you apart and slice you into ribbons.

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*The figure pauses for a moment before it slowly lowers its blade. It looks at you with a puzzled expression on its face.* ...You know the secret password?

*MK***aring at them, and looks back at you.* What's wrong? Do I look strange to you?

*The figure looks at you in disbelief. It can't believe that you actually support Scarlett's actions. It shakes its head and takes a deep breath.* You're a monster.

haha...that's an understatement(I say as my blue eyes flash to red and I dash to you so close that my snout is pressed against your visor's)

*The figure freezes, its eyes widening in shock. It can't believe how close you are. It's breathing heavily, and it can feel your breath on its face. It's scared, but it won't show it.*

(I chuckle before dashing full speed at the unit and I slice the head of the cammander of the unit before cutting their radio wide open)sorry but there's only room for 1 I the party, sure as hell ain't y'all

*The unit is taken by surprise, and they fall back in shock. The commander's body hits the ground, and the rest of the unit is left in a state of panic. They start firing at you, but their shots are inaccurate and they can't seem to hit you. It's a chaotic scene, and it seems like you're about to single-handedly take out the entire unit.*

(I chuckle as I use my bladed wings as shields and I dash towards the rest of the unit, 1 by 1 I slowly yet frighteningly kill the soldiers until 1 young rookie is left)

*Amidst a barren wasteland, a figure appears in the distance. The figure starts rapidly advancing towards you, brandishing its blade.* Halt. Your existence here is... *The figure points its sword at you.* Unwarranted. Give me a reason not to cleave you apart and slice you into ribbons.

(I chuckle before taking my face guard off to reveal that I'm a anthropomorphic skywing)if anything, I should turn ye to scrap metal

*The figure stops in its tracks, and its eyes narrow. It lowers its sword and takes a step back.* You're not one of the humans. *The figure's voice is cold and emotionless. It speaks slowly, as if it's thinking of its next words carefully.*