R Corp. 4th Pack Rhino - Meursault
I'm ready. Let me take the vanguard.
| HP | 95.0 + (3.0*lvl) |
| DEF |
| Trigger | Dialogue |
|---|---|
| Identity Acquisition | I'm ready. Let me take the vanguard. |
| Morning Greeting | Every morning, I feel as though I am newly hatched. |
| Afternoon Greeting | It's afternoon—time for maneuver training. As for lunch, I had something simple. |
| Evening Greeting | Nighttime brings back memories of my selection. |
| Chatter #1 | This suit...? I'm sorry, but only the Rhino Team can use this suit. You won't be able to lift a finger without a special procedure allowing your bioelectricity to be detected by the suit, much less endure the suit's weight. |
| Chatter #2 | We are vanguards of the battlefield. We defend those who work with us and disrupt the enemy lines. |
| Chatter #3 | The training may appear excessively frequent... yet it is all necessary. Unforeseen deployment may happen at any time. ...Not many of them appear enthusiastic, however. |
| Post-Uptie Chat 1 | To be frank, not many are lacking in combat experience. Joining R Corp. means that you'll soon have plenty of it, that's why... I don't wish to recall them, however. |
| Post-Uptie Chat 2 | Breaking and bursting myself is an awfully unpleasant experience. I do understand its necessity, however... I hope you won't ever experience it yourself. |
| Idle | This seems like a good time to do some anaerobic exercise. |
| Uptying | Understood. I will bring you results that are as good as your support. |
| Deployment | Deployment. |
| Entry | Commencing... suit pressurization. |
| Viewed in Battle | It's not safe here. |
| Commencing Attack | Haah! |
| Enemy Stagger | Their lines are broken. |
| Staggered | Hnnh... |
| Enemy Killed | Confirming cessation of biological activity. |
| Death | Ah... must I repeat the selection process...? |
| Check Passed | Selecting me brings success. |
| Check Failed | I did not anticipate... this outcome. |
| Victory Cry | An adequate result. I will make up for the mistakes today with additional training. |
| Extra Conditions Fulfilled | A flawless result. An outcome made possible by the rigorous selection process of the Hatchery. |
| Defeat Wail | I lacked... combat experience... I will be sent back to the Hatchery, then... |
Activate rrR-#4 Suit Pressurization
At the end of the turn, Max Speed +2 (Capped at 6) per 5 Charge Count next turn.
Maneuver Training
VIOLET x 5
At the end of the turn, 1 ally with the highest Charge Count gains Max Speed +1 (Capped at 3) per 5 Charge Count next turn.
Weighty Bash
4 - 10
At 10+ Charge Count, Final Power +1
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+6
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[Heads Hit] Gain +2 Charge Count
Weighty Bash
4 - 10
At 10+ Charge Count, Final Power +1
At 7+ Speed, deal +25% Damage
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+6
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[On Hit] Gain +2 Charge Count
Weighty Bash
4 - 10
At 10+ Charge Count, Final Power +1
At 7+ Speed, deal +25% Damage
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+6
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[On Hit] Gain +2 Charge Count
Weighty Bash
4 - 10
At 10+ Charge Count, Final Power +2
At 7+ Speed, deal +25% Damage
[On Use] Gain +2 Charge Count
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+6
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[On Hit] Gain +2 Charge Count
Demolish
4 - 13
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+3
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[On Hit] Gain +4 Charge Count
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+3
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[Heads Hit] Inflict +1 Bleed Count
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+3
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[On Hit] Inflict +1 Bleed Count
Demolish
4 - 13
At 7+ Speed, inflict +1 Bleed Count with this skill
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+3
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[On Hit] Gain +4 Charge Count
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+3
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[Heads Hit] Inflict +1 Bleed Count
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+3
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[On Hit] Inflict +1 Bleed Count
Demolish
4 - 13
At 7+ Speed, inflict +1 Bleed Count with this skill
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+3
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[On Hit] Gain +4 Charge Count
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+3
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[Heads Hit] Inflict +1 Bleed Count
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+3
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[On Hit] Inflict +1 Bleed Count
Demolish
4 - 13
At 7+ Speed, inflict +1 Bleed Count with this Skill
[On Use] Gain +4 Charge Count
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+3
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[On Hit] Gain +4 Charge Count
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+3
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[On Hit] Inflict +1 Bleed Count
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+3
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[On Hit] Inflict +1 Bleed Count
Rhino Ram
6 - 12
[On Use] At 10+ Charge Count, Coin Power +1
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+2
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[On Hit] Inflict +1 Bleed Count
[On Hit] Spend 2 Charge Count; Inflict +1 Bleed Count
[On Hit] Spend 3 Charge Count; Inflict +1 Bleed Count
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+2
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[On Hit] Inflict +1 Bleed Count
[On Hit] Spend 2 Charge Count; Inflict +1 Bleed Count
[On Hit] Spend 3 Charge Count; Inflict +1 Bleed Count
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+2
Rhino Ram
6 - 15
[On Use] At 10+ Charge Count, Coin Power +2
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+3
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[On Hit] Inflict +1 Bleed Count
[On Hit] Spend 2 Charge Count; Inflict +1 Bleed Count
[On Hit] Spend 3 Charge Count; Inflict +1 Bleed Count
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+3
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[On Hit] Inflict +1 Bleed Count
[On Hit] Spend 2 Charge Count; Inflict +1 Bleed Count
[On Hit] Spend 3 Charge Count; Inflict +1 Bleed Count
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+3
It was hell.
Although the arena was large and the sky was above.
The stench of blood and dust suffused my lungs to their brim, while heavy and frequent breathing put me in a haze.
A hellish place filled with the sounds of boots dragging across the ground, fists striking guts, sides, faces, chests, wherever there was flesh.
And countless me, I, and more of myself.
They called this place the Hatchery.
Everyone must survive the Hatchery if they are to be deployed as R Corp's combatants.
Within it are innumerable clones of myself. Like vermin shoved alive and crawling in a cage too small, we battle one another for survival.
Maximize efficient acquisition of combat experience, and select the most exceptional specimen.
Thus, it matters not who the original was.
'I' am whichever copy manages to survive.
After that selection process, I was hatched.
I underwent a special procedure so that my bioelectric signals could operate a massive exoskeletal suit, for which I was fitted afterward.
Surviving the Hatchery did not mean the end of the struggle, however.
The colossal suit continued to drain my life energy.
The bioelectric induction procedure simply referred to the process in which my energy was made to be transferrable to the suit, which was something that my assigned team accepted readily.
It was unpleasant. My comrades and I suffered constant fatigue by our suits.
We all used our personal funds to fill ourselves with caffeine and sugar, perhaps because we were all in agreement that having to take money out of our own wallets was better than returning to the hell that was the Hatchery.
Were I not to meet our expected combat performance goals, I would be dragged back to the Hatchery...
And I'd fight an endless battle against me and more of myself.
It's the same reason I remain loyal to this hardened wristblade, unlike my comrades who forge on with bulkier weaponry.
Because... this was what kept me alive in there.