NPF Avatars 5 - Another Version Of The Truth

[Arhra]

Arhra Two had been sulking slightly after Five had stolen the possibility for giant robot pilotage, cheered up only slightly by the effectiveness of her use of the Heart. Then she saw Flare turn traitor, the slime-girl then defeated and splattered messily upon the ground.

Two knew what her sad duty was now. It would be the second time today she'd needed to perform this solemn task.

"GRAVE DIGGING PRANA!" she shouted, shovel in hand once more.

Just to be on the safe side, she whacked the globs of Flare-slime with her shovel, grinding them into the dirt and then scattering them into a swiftly dug open grave intermixed with a lot of regular dirt. Piling rubble on top of that, she covered the now filled hole over with a nice smooth mound of earth and heaved a roughly rectangle lump of stone into place for a grave marker.

She folded her arms and looked at what she had accomplished. It was good.

Arhra Five flipped and spun through the sparkly backgrounded robot summoing sequence. From the blue sky (despite the fact the sky was currently nothing like that) it jetted down.

It was of vaguely birdlike appearance, streamlined, with an angular head and talong-like hands and feet. It had two large jet structures on its back, able to be angled like stubby wings. Overall, it kept more of a classic bulkier fighting robot than the extremely streamlined and agile look that had become more popular in recent years. It could probably perform the dreaded rocket punch.

Suddenly, Arhra was in the cockpit, with no discernable transition. She didn't quite cackle maniacally, but given her recently acquired power of technological assimilation and all the chances she'd been getting to use it, she was feeling spoiled for choice. With this delectable new toy, she began reforming her integration structures.

Arhra One was feeling jealous of the NPFers and herself. She needed a kickass ride too. Her eyes alighted on Arhra Four, who was running out of Gaians to kill, as hard as that might seem.

She eyed the dragoness speculatively. The mecha were definately larger and Arhra had ridden bigger dragons in the past, but there was undeniably an appeal to the look of the thing.

Four agreed. Seconds later, Arhra was riding Arhra into the fray. They came up just as Five exited the summoning sequence. Arhra One considered the options, making an analysis of the Rei sailor scouts by hair colour.

"Let's see. Brown and black are generally normal, grounded types, blue's the smart, introverted one.. and AH-HA! blondes are the ditzes! Gank that one! Gank her now!"

Rei Aphrodite suddenly had Arhra, Arhra piloting a gigantic robot and an Arhra who was a giant, angry dragon bearing down on her.