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∆:So... Why, or rather, how has this place not been affected by the sand storms?
Sandstorms? What kinds of sandstorms do you mean?
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∆:So... Why, or rather, how has this place not been affected by the sand storms?
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∆: Defective metal, my fleshy friend.
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∆: I dunno... Metal, maybe...
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*She reaches her hand through him, creating a glitchy effect where she put it.*
∆: That might answer your question...
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∆: I actually don't know about that one, all I know is I'm some sort of... defect...
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∆:Huh... And here I was thinking all you guys were dead... odd one out, I guess...
*She stops in front of him*
∆:A what?
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*She looks him up and down*
∆:Huh... I'm Delta... Are you a human or something?
*She glitches around him, taking note of his appearance*
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∆: Yeah... But who are you, and what is this place?
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*She turns around*
∆: I could ask you the same question...
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*a seemingly ripped red alien looking man is approaching and saluting you both with an over the top joyous and "welcome to the party" type hello*
Red Alien beach dude: Heyo new people!! I think i just saw you talking to the boss shortly before he showcased his flash powers yeah? Has he invited you to the resort? He's such a nice human! Oh... my apologies, i'm Agent Yklo, i was just looking for him for a mission update...
*He grins so innocently but his aspect... yeah... clearly not human*
Here's a character.