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"Is there a point? They're all Flying-type, correct? And Landorus is part Ground-type, too. When the time comes, you, Rem and I can fuse and massacre them."
A split-second later, a jagged spear of a rock impaled the pair of Nix's DNA Splicers that dangled on a string around her neck.
"You aren't gonna do that."
A girl wearing dark, drab clothes approached. Her ivory hair was tied back in an odd fashion, approximating a thick cylinder. Poking out of her scalp were two feline ears, which twitched with every sound the city produced, and three horns. Her canines poked out of her mouth, each one spotted with patches bubblegum. Her hands were concealed by leather gloves which had slits cut out of the fingertips. A sickle-shaped claw emerged from each slit, each longer than the finger it emerged from. Her jacket was covered in scratch-marks, as were her jeans. A long, brown tail curled around her neck. She wore black boots with another five claws jutting out. The boots, though, weren't even touching the ground, instead hovering a few inches above it. Bloodred splotches were scattered all over her orange skin, and her eyes were concealed by pitch-black shades. "You heard me, punk. You aren't allowed to plot against me."
"Too damned late for that," Sophia mumbled. Emily desperately tried to stop herself from roaring with laughter at the impossibly out-of-place Merge features.
"We weren't plotting against you..." Lindsey said quietly, raising an eyebrow.
The Scorpion Queen stared incredulously. "Aren't we? And why would we bother with attacking you?"
OOC: Landorus Merge. The claws are supposed to be long. But, I suppose they need to be straighter.
F-II placed the glasses back on, then randomly unleashed a Stone Edge on Karli and Isa, breaking Isa's limbs, putting a hole through his chest, and splattering most of Karli on the sidewalk. She then turned to Nel and ripped Chiara the dress in half.
"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn. I defeated several Merges in my Project career with only my gob. I talk so much, though, that the air I breath out weighs more than a Donphan. But that's ir-elephant. Come to think of it, I had to battle a Phanphy in my pajamas once. How it got in my pajamas, I'm not sure."
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