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Sol[]

Record ♯9641[]

P.W.A.B.: Record ♯9641

Name: Sol Badguy

Height: 182cm

Weight: 74kg

Birthday: Unknown

Bloodtype: Unknown

Type: Human(?)

Investigation of this subject has unfortunately come to a complete halt.

We are certain that in 2172 he joined the Sacred Order of Holy Knights, but later left and currently makes a living as a bounty hunter.

Several witnesses claim that the subject does not age, which has lead to rumors he may be involved with the "Gear Project."

It is unclear what his objectives are; however, there is evidence that he wants to destroy all Gears.

In regard to his combat abilities, all that really needs to be said is that he destroyed Justice.

He has surpassed all human limits, and is said to be almost supernatural.

Because we know so little about his background, and because controlling him would prove difficult, we give him a risk rating of S.

Risk Rating: S

Crimson interference[]

Intro: Narrator: I-no's rampage far exceeded That Man's expectations.; Sol, having stopped her, wanted to settle the score with That Man.; But before that, there was another task at hand: Find the hideout for those lingering in the shadows, the Post-War Administration Bureau–; "–and crush them."

VS I-No: I-No: ...Long time no see, shithead.; Sol: ...You bitch.; I-No: Don't make such a scary face. I came all the way out here to see you.; Sol: Tch. In that case– I'll burn you to a crisp, so you'll never have to go through the trouble again.; I-No: Don't get ahead of yourself, dipshit! I'll chop you up and feed you to the pigs.; [Fight ensues.]; I-No: I promise I won't make it hurt. Much. Look forward to it...; Sol: ....Tch! (What the hell is she planning...?)

VS Bridget: Bridget: Huh...? I thought she was around here...; Sol: ...; Bridget: Oh! Excuse me, sir!; Sol: ....; Bridget: Have you seen a female musician in red clothes around here?; Sol: Hell if I know.; Bridget: Grr, you're not hiding anything from me, are you?; Sol: Huh?; Bridget: I don't think that's fair! Will you tell me if I win?; Sol: What a pain in the ass...; [Fight ensues.]

VS Ky: Sol: (So this is the Post-War Administration Bureau...?); Ky: ...What are you doing here?; Sol: That's none of your business.; Ky: Do you have some business with the Post-War Administration Bureau? I've already investigated this branch. There was nothing here that would have interested you.; Sol: Is that so.; Ky: Wait, Sol!; Sol: ...; Ky: Are you...are you trying to get involved with this?; Sol: I'm gonna get rid of them because I don't like them. You got a problem with that?; Ky: Don't look down on people so much. I'm going to take care of this without your help. Let this one go.

Don't tell me path[]

Choosing "Don't tell me what to do, boy.":

Sol: Don't tell me what to do, boy.

Ky: I thought you'd say that.

Sol: ...Oh really? Are you going to do something about it?

Ky: I guess I'm going to have to use force. You're...always like that.

[Fight ensues.]

Ky: Ngh...!

Sol: I'm getting a little bit tired of dealing with this shit every time things don't go your way.

Ky: What did you say...?

Sol: Here's a thought: deal with your own damn problems, and leave other people out of it. Or did you want some advice?

Ky: You're right... I guess I should just let this go. But once I have confronted my problems, I will finish my business with you.

Sol: Yeah, good luck with that...

VS Potemkin: Potemkin: Do you need something?; Sol: If you know anything about the P.W.A.B., you should tell me. Now.; Potemkin: Don't be ridiculous... That's classified information. I can't tell you about that.; Sol: Really...; Potemkin: Oh, are you going to give up that easily?; Sol: No...; Potemkin: Of course not! So what are you waiting for!?; [Fight ensues.]; Potemkin: Just as I thought... You're very strong.; Sol: ...; Potemkin: About the Post-War Administration Bureau.... I have already confirmed that one of the branches is somewhere around here. Go investigate it in my place. My wounds are serious. I need to rest for a little while before I can go back to work.; Sol: I don't really have any reason to do any of that... But...I guess you did give me some information...

VS Justice: Sol: (So this is it...); Crow: Welcome, Mr. Sol Badguy.; Sol: Who the hell are you?; Crow: I'm Crow. I'm in charge here. I guess you'd call me a division head? Anyway... What's your business here?; Sol: I don't like you.; Crow: Heheheh. Did you come all the way here just to tell me that? Well...thank you for that invaluable opinion. I'll make sure to write it down so I don't forget it.; Sol: Arrogant prick. Looks like you won't know your place until I've knocked you around a bit.; Crow: Don't get your undies in a bunch. You're so anxious to jump to conclusions! Just hold on a moment and I'll show you something AWESOME! JUSTIIIIIIICCE!; Justice copy: ...; Sol: ...!; Crow: It's still in the testing stage, but I've managed to get it preeeetty close to the strength of the original.; Sol: Not smart.; Crow: I gotta say, it was kind of hard to get a hold of this battle data after you trashed her... I feel very LUCKY!; Justice copy: Target confirmed. Mode switched. Begin capture.; Sol: Shut up!; [Fight ensues.]; Crow: I see... I see... Not bad for a prototype.; Sol: Great. How about you die along with it? [The ground shakes.] ...!?; Crow: Oh, don't worry. That's perfectly normal. I just have to destroy this facility now.; Sol: Tch!; Crow: Let's do this again, Mr. Badguy! I'll work real hard and make sure you have more fun next time... Hehehehe... HAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! [The facility explodes. Fade to white.]

VS I-No: Sol: (Argh...); I-No: It sure is a shame you weren't blown up too.; Sol: It's the same shit day after day...; I-No: Well, you know what they say you gotta do if you want it done right...; Sol: You need to die already.; I-No: When I'm done with you, there'll be so little left that even your mother won't recognize you.; Sol: Bring it..!; [Fight ensues.]; I-No: Tch...!; Sol: Later. What the–!? [Fade to white.]

VS Order Sol: I-No: ...Looks like it worked.; Sol: This is...; I-No: Slam two strong forces onto each other and it spreads space-time wide open. You knew that, right?; Order Sol: ...Huh?; Sol: Shut up...; I-No: Good luck. Looks like you're your own worst enemy... Heh heh heh... You know what happens when your past doesn't exist anymore? Don't strain yourself, but I think even your shriveled brain might be able to figure that one out.; Order Sol: Shut the hell up! I don't need this... It's the same shit day after day.; Sol: Well, well...looks like we do see eye-to-eye on a few things.; [Fight ensues.]; Order Sol: Argh...!; Sol: (I can't go easy against myself...) Damn you. My body won't move.; I-No: Lookin' good there, big boy. Did playing with yourself tire you out?; Sol: Tch...!; I-No: Whatever! I think it's about time for the cabaletta! Don't get all bent outta shape–this'll make the world a much, MUCH better place.; Order Sol: Gah!; I-No: So much for the past. I think we know what happens now...; Sol: Argh...Damn you!; I-No: Hey! You can scream better than that! I wanna see a little fear on that face of yours!; Sol: ...Shut up!; I-No: Wha–!? But...I destroyed your past... How...; Sol: Shut the hell up... I don't give two shits about your stupid theories. Doesn't matter if it's the present or the past... I'm me.; I-No: Tch...! How is this possible!?; Sol: !? [Fade to white.]

VS Ky: Sol: (...Am I back in the original time frame?) (It looks like I-no ended up somewhere else...); Ky: Sol! What the... What happened here!?; Sol: That's none of your business.; Ky: You always–! ...No, you're right. You're you. I'm me. Is that what you meant?; Sol: ...So? You need something, boy?; Ky: I came to conclude our business.; Sol: ...Hmph. I guess you look more prepared. Fine. Let's get this over with.; Ky: ...En garde!; Sol: Yeah.; [Fight ensues.]

Ending: Sol: Are you satisfied?; Ky: Yes...I have no regrets. I gave it my all. So...what are you going to do now?; Sol: ...I'm just gonna do what I have to do. Even if you try to stop me.; Ky: I– I will stand in your way no longer. I will not pursue you. I too will do what only I can do. That, to me, is justice.; Sol: ...How naive.; Ky: I don't care.; Sol: ...; Ky: Sol!; Sol: What now?; Ky: Promise me one thing...; Sol: ...What?; Ky: We'll meet again.; Sol: Hmph... Well, if fate brings us together...; Ky: ...That's fine.; Sol: Well, I guess I should head out... I've still got a long way to go...

Whatever path[]

Choosing "Do whatever you want...":

Sol: Do whatever you want... But if you can't handle it, then I'm gonna do whatever I want.

VS Slayer: Sol: (I guess I'll go after I-no...); Slayer: You're always in a bad mood, aren't you?; Sol: What do you want, grandpa?; Slayer: I think I've done quite enough in my time here on earth. I think it's time I left the rest to younger people and took my turn on the bench.; Sol: ...So what?; Slayer: I was wondering if you would be kind enough to fight me as a sort of retirement gift. That way I'll have no regrets.

Choosing "What an annoying old man.":

Sol: You're a real pain, grandpa. Let's just get this over with already.

Slayer: Heh heh heh... The gentleman doth protest too much, methinks. I've found a great friend.

[Fight ensues.]

Choosing "You'd better go all out...":

Sol: You'd better go all out... I don't want you to come back to me 'cause you still have regrets or something.

Slayer: Is that so? All out it is, then. Let's get going!

[Fight ensues.]

VS Faust: Sol: (Damn that old man...getting carried away like that...); Faust: Ah, excuse me.; Sol: Huh?; Faust: You seem to be injured. You should heal that immediately.; Sol: ...Mind your own damn business.; Faust: Don't worry. It'll be over soon. Here...!; [Fight ensues.]

VS Anji: Anji: Yo.; Sol: (Oh man... This guy...); Anji: Are you...after I-no?; Sol: ...So what if I am?; Anji: I'd like it if you stopped. That's my job.; Sol: Your job...?; Anji: If I don't complete this mission, he'll never give me a promotion.; Sol: That Man, huh?; Anji: Yup, that's the one.; Sol: Then I can't just have you running around.; Anji: That's how it's going to be, huh?; [Fight ensues.]; Anji: Geez...you don't know when to stop. Do you want to set fire to this whole area?; Sol: Where is he?; Anji: Beats me. I don't really know much either. I was just told to go after I-no.; Sol: Tch.; Anji: Anyway...I heard a branch of the Post-War Administration Bureau was around here.; Sol: ...; Anji: They might know.

VS Robo-Ky: Sol: (Maybe I'll finish them off while I'm at it... But that would mean breaking my promise to Ky...); Robo-Ky: HEY YOU!; Sol: ...; Robo-Ky: WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!?; Sol: The Post-War Administration Bureau.; Robo-Ky: THAT'S RI–I MEAN NO! YOU DON'T HAVE THE AUTHORITY TO BE HERE! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU, DEFECTIVE HUMAN!; Sol: (Goddamn is he annoying... Can't figure out why though...); Robo-Ky: KILL ALL INTRUDERS! THAT'S THE OFFICIAL POLICY OF THE POST-WAR ADMINISTRATION BUREAU!; [Fight ensues.]; [Repeat VS Justice, I-No, and Order Sol]

Ending: I-No: So much for the past. I think we know what happens now...; Sol: Argh...Damn you!; I-No: Hehehe. Serves you right, Flame of Corruption. Looks like all that trouble was worth it. I want to see you off...but I'm going back to my time. I'm sick of this sappy time.; Sol: I-no...!; I-No: Later, shithead. I gotta say, this is about the sexiest I've ever seen you.; Sol: Goddamn it...! My...body is... crumbling...; That Man: Frederick...; Sol: !; That Man: How unfortunate that you fell for a trick like this...; Sol: Bastard...! Where the hell are you!?; That Man: If your past dies, then you too will disappear... Do you really believe that?; Sol: What the hell are you talking about!?; That Man: "Now" is what's really important. If there is no present, then neither the past nor the future can exist. Live, Frederick. You still have unfinished business.; Sol: Damn you... You always...always act like you know everything!; That Man: I believe in you. I know that you can overcome a meaningless fate.; Sol: Goddamn it...!

Order-Sol[]

Record ♯14056[]

P.W.A.B.: Record ♯14056

Name: Order-Sol

Height: 182cm

Weight: 74kg

Birthday: Unknown

Bloodtype: Unknown

Type: Human(?)

Unfortunately, analysis of this individual has come to a halt.

Based on his speech patterns and fighting style, he seems to be the same person as Sol Badguy.

He differs from Sol Badguy in that he wears a different uniform and has spent time as a member of the Holy Knights.

In addition, he does not appear to possess one of the Outrage, specifically the Fireseal Sword.

Some have suggested that the existence of this individual is a form of space-time transference of the same individual, but this theory still remains unfounded at this time.

Since we know so little about this individual, it would be unreasonable to discount the possibility that he is Sol Badguy.

Due to his uncontrollable nature, his unclear identity, and his similarity to Sol Badguy, we assign this individual a risk rating of S.

Risk Rating: S

Stolen treasure[]

Intro: Narrator: Sol joined the Sacred Order of Holy Knights to obtain information on Gears.; ...But he was starting to get frustrated with the fact that he had no control over the situation.; "...To hell with this."

VS Slayer: Slayer: Oh... It's you. That's quite a costume you have there.; Order-Sol: Shut up.; Slayer: Hehe. You're just doing this to get something, aren't you? It must be rather uncomfortable for you. You're not really the sort that takes orders.; Order-Sol: ...Tch.; Slayer: Well... I suppose it's not every day that I get to see you like this. I think a friendly match might help us get reacquainted.; [Fight ensues.]

VS Axl: Axl: Hey.; Order-Sol: ...; Axl: What's up with you? What are you all dressed up for?; Order-Sol: ...You too?; Axl: it doesn't quite suit you... It just looks like you're wearing a costume...; Order-Sol: Mind your own damn business.; Axl: Oh, well. I'm bored. Ya wanna keep me company?; Order-Sol: *sigh*; [Fight ensues.]

VS Kliff: Kliff: Oh, you're back Sol.; Order-Sol: What did you call me out here for? What do you want?; Kliff: Oh, it's just... We haven't had a friendly match in a while. Why don't we try something a little different today?; Order-Sol: You're not giving me a handicap, are you?; Kliff: Of course. It's just a friendly match. I don't want you to get hurt. Are you ready?; [Fight ensues.]; Order-Sol: Satisfied?; Kliff: Hmm... If we have that power of yours... ...We might be able to put an end to this war...; Order-Sol: ...; Kliff: I'm sorry I took up so much of your time. Go get some rest. We'll be facing a dangerous foe tomorrow...

VS Justice: Order-Sol: ...I've finally found you!; Justice: ...Hm. There aren't a lot of people who would come to face me alone. You must have a great deal of faith in yourself.; Order-Sol: Whatever.; Justice: Go ahead, try your best. I'll enjoy breaking your spirit.; Order-Sol: You're the one who's going be [sic] broken!; [Fight ensues.]; Justice: So much power! Fascinating! ...Not good enough, though.; Order-Sol: Dammit! I still can't...!; Justice: I had a great time... Until we meet again, reckless human...; Order-Sol: (I guess I'm going to need it after all...)

VS Ky: Order-Sol: (Is this the place...?); Ky: Sol! What are you doing here!?; Order-Sol: ...; Ky: Is that...the Fireseal Sword? Are you stealing it?!; Order-Sol: I'm just borrowing it.; Ky: Did you really think I'd let you do that!?; Order-Sol: Only a child thinks that as long as they obey the rules, everything will be fine.; Ky: ...You bastard! Someone like you doesn't deserve to even touch the Outrage!; [Fight ensues.]

Ending: Order-Sol: I'll be taking this. ...See you around.; Ky: Ugh...! Wait! Sol!; Order-Sol: (Well...); Kliff: ...; Order-Sol: It's just you, old man... You came after me to stop me? Unfortunately–; Kliff: It's fine. Take it.; Order-Sol: ...; Kliff: I was going to give it to you anyway... I'm just giving it to you a little sooner is all.; Order-Sol: Give this? To me?; Kliff: But other knights won't understand. Especially Ky... But...to end this war, we need you. Go, Sol. ...But don't forget. Even if you're no longer part of the Sacred Order of Holy Knights, you're one of my men... ...and part of my family.; Order-Sol: ...Yeah.; Kliff: I look forward to seeing you again, in a world where this war is nothing more than a memory.; Order-Sol: Yeah...

Ky[]

Record ♯4515[]

P.W.A.B.: Record ♯4515

Name: Ky Kiske

Height: 178cm

Weight: 58kg

Birthday: 11/20

Bloodtype: AB

Type: French

Formerly a leader of the Sacred Order of Holy Knights, he is currently a high-ranking official in the International Police Force. He is an excellent physical specimen, and is also extremely intelligent and charismatic.

Should he become our enemy, controlling him through his strong beliefs in law and order should be possible.

We are currently producing an "imitation series" of robots, using him as a template. When the imitation robots are done, they should prove a valuable addition to our forces.

Because of his influence and political power, we assign him a risk rating of B.

Risk Rating: B

Elusive justice[]

Decoy path[]

Get out path[]

Robo-Ky[]

Record ♯6251[]

P.W.A.B.: Record ♯6251

Name: Robo-Ky

Height: Unknown

Weight: Unknown

Birthday: Unknown

Bloodtype: Unknown

Type: Humanoid

This individual was created by the Post-War Administration Bureau from the battle data of Ky Kiske, a former commander of the Sacred Order of Holy Knights, as a part of our imitation series.

Thanks to its high mobility and simple production process, it can be used for a wide range of applications, such as subduing militants or investigating important intelligence targets.

However, possibly due to an error in its design, numerous instances of unexpected behavior have been reported.

Some of the defects appear to be in the command programming, and as such it has appeared on occasion to be driven by human emotions.

Therefore, its success rate on most missions is quite low.

Its individual battle capabilities are still undergoing revision, but its unpredictable nature hasn't been fixed yet, as the entire series is currently under consideration for replacement.

Taking into account the above information, we give this series a risk rating of D.

Risk Rating: D

Last mission[]

Intro: Narrator: He had failed mission after mission, and his personality program was out of control...; ...But some still decided he should be given a mission.; What Robo-Ky didn't know was that this was his last chance to redeem himself.; Robo-Ky: "...I HATE DEFECTIVE PEOPLE!"

Laboratory: Robo-Ky: HEY! DEFECTIVE PROFESSOR!; Crow: Geez... Your language just keeps getting worse... I fixed those errors in your personality program... Or at least I thought I did...; Robo-Ky: THIS IS MY NEW MISSION!; Crow: ...That's right. Capturing research subjects and retrieving data.; Robo-Ky: MWAHAHAHA! IT'S SO EASY, MY GAS IS LEAKING!; Crow: Quit you leakin'! ...But best of luck to you.; Robo-Ky: ROGER. AND LIFT-OFF! [leaves]; Crow: Godspeed. [receives a call] Oh... Hey. Yes. The next generation series is already in development. ...Right now? Well, if he can't carry out a mission this easy... We'll have to scrap the whole series.

VS Jam: Robo-Ky: HUH...; Jam: Hm?; Robo-Ky: *DING-DING-DING* PERFECT... YOU'RE WAY TOO PERFECT!; Jam: Oh... It's you. You're not a human... I can't serve you.; Robo-Ky: DON'T MAKE FUN OF ME! I HAVE A VERY ADVANCED SYSTEM THAT CONVERTS FOOD INTO ENERGY!; Jam: Wow. More importantly, would you be interested in working at my restaurant? You're a robot, so I wouldn't have to pay you.; Robo-Ky: HOW ILLOGICAL. BESIDES, I'M ON DUTY RIGHT NOW. I MUST DETAIN YOU!; [Fight ensues.); Jam: Uh...mm....; Robo-Ky: MMMM.... SUCH A PERFECT BODY...; Crow: [via comm] Hey, detain her before you "appreciate" her, OK? You can appreciate her all you want after you bring her back.; Robo-Ky: TCH. DEFECTIVE PROFESSOR! PEEKING IS DESPICABLE.; Crow: But I have to... It's my job.; Robo-Ky: VOYEURISM DOES NOT EQUAL SCIENCE! I'M DISGUSTED. YOU FAIL AS A HUMAN.; Jam: Oww.... I don't have time for this.; Crow: Ah...; Robo-Ky: BESIDES, EVERYTHING YOU DO IS JUST...SO...DEFECTIVE!; Crow: Hey...; Robo-Ky: THAT'S WHY YOU DON'T HAVE A GIRLFRIEND. YOU'LL JUST SHUT YOURSELF IN YOUR LAB AGAIN.; Crow: She ran away, you know?; Robo-Ky: WHAT!?

VS May: Robo-Ky: WHAT A FAST LITTLE GIRL...; May: Ah! A crappy robot!; Robo-Ky: GAH! THIS...THERE'S NO MISTAKING IT. I'M GOING TO COLLECT SOME BATTLE DATA. COOPERATE WITH ME.; [Fight ensues.]; May: Jerk! I'm telling Johnny!; Robo-Ky: HMPH! ANNOYING BRAT.; Crow: ... Criticism is OK, but don't forget about your mission.; Robo-Ky: DEFECTIVE PROFESSOR! STOP MONITORING ME! INVASION OF PRIVACY! COMPLIANCE!; Crow: Yes, yes, I'm sorry. Please proceed with the mission.; Robo-Ky: AS LONG AS YOU UNDERSTAND. NEXT IS... OH MAN!

VS Baiken: Robo-Ky: MY SENSORS ARE GOING OFF!; Baiken: Huh...!?; Robo-Ky: HMMM... YOU'RE A LITTLE OVER THE LIMIT, BUT IT LOOKS LIKE TODAY IS YOUR LUCKY DAY. PLEASE BECOME MY WIFE!; Baiken: Are you out of your mind, you freak!? I don't care if you're with the Bureau or what... ...But you guys tailing me everywhere is getting to be a real pain in the ass!; Robo-Ky: YOU'VE GOT A NUGHTY MOUTH! BUT THOSE BREASTS...! THEY'RE TOO PERFECT!; Baiken: Shut the hell up!; Crow: The mission! The mission! Don't forget about your mission! You can forget about the breasts though.; Robo-Ky: GO AWAY!; Baiken: Huh...?; [Fight ensues.]; Baiken: Arg! You're a waste of my time. ...Stop staring at my chest, you creep. [runs away]; Robo-Ky: MY...WIFE...! GUH!; Crow: ...Hey, what's the matter?; Robo-Ky: NOTHING. [stutters] I'M PROCEEDING WITH THE MISSION.; Crow: ...Are you malfunctioning? Come back to the office, let me take a look at you.; Robo-Ky: GZZZ...KRKKK...

Deny path[]

Robo-Ky: SHUT UP! DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO! YOU'RE JUST A DEFECTIVE PROFESSOR! THIS MISSION IS EASY LIKE PIE!

Crow: Oh, is that so? I was worried about you, you know? Well... Suit yourself.

Robo-Ky: NEXT IS... THE CAPTURE.

VS Zappa: Zappa: ...Hah! That beautiful lady is gone! And she was my type too! My body feels like its burning up...!; Robo-Ky: HEY, YOU!; Zappa: Eh? Oh... What can I do for you?; Robo-Ky: MY STUPID PROFESSOR IS INTERESTED IN YOUR SPIRITUAL APTITUDE. GET OVER HERE!; Zappa: Um... Well... It's so sudden, I...; Robo-Ky: HURRY UP AND GET OVER HERE, YOU DEFECTIVE HUMAN!; Zappa: Don't pull on my arm so much! It's hurts... It hurts! Oww... [possessed] I'LL HAUNT YOU!; Robo-Ky: ...EH?; [Fight ensues.]; Zappa: SHAAAAAAAH!; Crow: Ahh... He got away. That's why I told you to return to the lab. There's some noise in the data transfer. Hurry up and come back...; Robo-Ky: SHUT UP! YOU DEFECTIVE HUMAN! THIS ONLY HAPPENED BECAUSE YOU INTERRUPTED ME!; Crow: ... [to himself] I should probably dispose of him regardless of the outcome.; Robo-Ky: EH? DID YOU SAY SOMETHING?; Crow: No, no, nothing.

VS Ky: Ky: ...Who's there?; Robo-Ky: GAH! THE DEFECTIVE ORIGINAL!; Ky: ...what are you doing here?; Robo-Ky: YOU'RE JUST THE DEFECTIVE ORIGINAL, AND YOU'RE LOOKING DOWN ON ME!?; Crow: ...Hey.; Robo-Ky: ...HM?; Crow: I don't need his data. I already have it. I used it when I built you. I suggest you avoid a confrontation.; Robo-Ky: I DON'T GIVE A SHIT! THIS IS ABOUT MY IDENTITY! I HAVE TO PROVE THAT I AM SUPERIOR TO THE DEFECTIVE ORIGINAL! BRING IT ON!; [Fight ensues.]; Ky: Guh!; Robo-Ky: GUAHAHAHA! DID YOU SEE THAT!? THIS IS MY TRUE STRENGTH! NOW...FOR THE FINAL BLOW— WHAT'S GOING ON? MY LEGS... WHA—; Crow: Aahh, that's why I told you not to get into a fight. One of your processors has overheated. I was afraid this would happen, but you didn't listen. If you let it cool down for a while, you should be able to walk. Come back to the lab when you can move again. I'll swap in some new parts.; Robo-Ky: ...

Choosing "Deny" again:

Robo-Ky: ENOUGH! I FEEL PRETTY GOOD RIGHT NOW 'CAUSE I BEAT THE ORIGINAL! I'M RESUMING THE MISSION.

Crow: ...Even though he got away? The original, I mean.

Robo-Ky: ... ... SHIT HAPPENS.

VS Chipp: Robo-Ky: HAHA. THE NEXT ONE'S EASY.; Crow: Don't let your guard down. Our data says he's one of the most skilled huma—; Robo-Ky: WELL, I'M NOT HUMAN. HAH! THAT DATA SHOULD BE DELETED.; Crow: That is very true. I guess you actually make sense from time to time.; Chipp: ...What's the matter with you? Are you talking to yourself?; Robo-Ky: BWAHAHAHAHA! BEGINNING DATA RETRIEVAL!

VS Potemkin: Robo-Ky: NEXT IS... WHAT—!? UGH... I HATE THAT MACHO GUY...; Potemkin: Guh...! The Bureau!; Robo-Ky: HEH HEH HEH... I'LL RE-RECORD YOUR BATTLE DATA NOW!; Potemkin: You damn puppet... I'll make you pay for what you've done to Zepp! I'll crush you!; Crow: (Why don't my robots have this kind of loyalty?); [Fight ensues.]; Robo-Ky: DONE RETRIEVING DATA. WHAT A PUNY MISSION.; Crow: But you failed all the capturing missions.; Robo-Ky: YOU CAN'T SEE THE FOREST FROM THE TREES! THE END JUSTIFIES THE MEANS! GO AWAY!; Crow: ...All right, all right, good job. Just come back already.; Robo-Ky: SEE? THAT WASN'T SO HARD.; Crow: (...Maybe this is the perfect opportunity.)

VS Justice: Robo-Ky: I'M BACK, DAMMIT!; Crow: Welcome back.; Robo-Ky: YOU DIDN'T EVEN PREPARE DINNER FOR ME? YOU DEFECTIVE, INCONSIDERATE JERK!; Crow: Sorry about that... But I did prepare this for you...; Justice copy: ...; Robo-Ky: EH!?; Justice copy: Target confirmed. Mode switched. Begin capture.; Robo-Ky: GWAH! WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO, YOU DEFETIVE PROFESSOR!?; Crow: Well, how do I put this... It's time for some...sping cleaning? As for today, all K-series robots are scheduled to be retired. Rest in peace.; Robo-Ky: YOU BASTARD!

Ending: Justice copy: Gah... Gah...; Robo-Ky: KEH! YOU PIECE OF JUNK! THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR UNDERESTIMATING ME! DAMMIT, PROFESSOR! GET OUT HERE!; Justice copy: ...Situation determined to be a state of emergency... Self-destruct program initiating. Commence count-down.; Robo-Ky: WHAT—?; Justice copy: 5... 4...; Robo-Ky: DEFECTIVE PROFESSOR! YOU SET ME UP!; Justice copy: 3... 2...; Robo-Ky: I...I WON'T MAKE IT IN TIME!; Justice copy: 1... 0...!; Robo-Ky: NOOOOO! [Justice explodes. Fade to white.]; Crow: [to comm] ...Yes. It's progressing smoothly. I've terminated the last of the K-series. No, no... The next series will be a lot more reliable. After all, the original was very loyal to his country. ... It's code name? For the time being, I've been calling it the P-Series. Well, if you want something that's more like a real name... I guess we could call it "Robo-temkin"... How's that for a name? I think this new series will work very well with our plan... Hehehehehe...

Obey path[]

Robo-Ky: NYUU...GZZZ... ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT, I'M COMING. BE THANKFUL, YOU DEFECTIVE SCIENTIST!

Crow: What's with the tough-guy act?

VS Sol
VS Johnny
VS Eddie
VS Millia
VS Dizzy
Ending

May[]

Record ♯4058[]

P.W.A.B.: Record ♯4058

Name: May

Height: 158cm

Weight: 47kg

Birthday: 5/5(presumed)

Bloodtype: B

Type: Human(unknown)

Subject is currently a member of the Jellyfish Air Pirates and is subordinate to its captain, Johnny.

She appears to fight using an anchor and superhuman strength.

Johnny appears to act as a father figure to her, and we believe that she will be easily controlled through him.

Her birthplace and parents are unknown, but there have been several unconfirmed reports that she has Japanese genetic material. We would like to confirm this A.S.A.P.

As an individual she poses little threat. However, her association with a group not under control of the United Nations, and the possibility that she is of Japanese descent, makes her a somewhat more significant threat.

Keeping in mind those considerations, we assign her a risk rating of A.

Risk Rating: A

Blood mystery[]

Where path[]

Don't care path[]

Faust[]

Record ♯0409[]

P.W.A.B.: Record ♯0409

Name: Faust

Height: 252cm

Weight: 55kg

Birthday: Unknown

Bloodtype: Unknown

Type: Human(?)

Known by others as the "Dark Wandering Doctor." We were not aware of this man until recently.

It seems that he has discovered how to transform his own body—a very unique style of fighting. In addition, he is capable of warping space-time, allowing him to teleport. We have conducted experiments in both of these fields, but have met with only failure.

If the above intelligence is true, then capturing this subject should be of the utmost priority.

We assign a risk rating of B.

Risk Rating: B

Past grievance[]

Umbrella path[]

Door path[]

Potemkin[]

Record ♯9989[]

P.W.A.B.: Record ♯9989

Name: Potemkin

Height: 245cm

Weight: 656kg

Birthday: 10/18

Bloodtype: O

Type: Zepperian

A war-slave for the Old Zepp Empire who later participated in the Holy Order Recruitment Tournament.

After returning to his homeland, he assisted in the suppression of several rebellions and made significant contributions to the founding of the Technological Kingdom of Zepp.

With his enormous body and Zepp-style martial arts, he has been compared to a storm that can demolish mountains. In many ways, the subject is a one-man army.

On one hand, as a Zepp soldier the subject has sworn absolute loyalty to his country, which could be used to manipulate him. On the other hand, we should be wary of his connection to Gabriel, the subject's mentor and the current president of Zepp.

Taking all of this into consideration, we assign him a risk rating of B.

Risk Rating: B

???[]

Flee path[]

Continue path[]

Chipp[]

Record ♯5236[]

P.W.A.B.: Record ♯5236

Name: Chipp Zanuff

Height: 183cm

Weight: 67kg

Birthday: 2/9

Bloodtype: B

Type: American

The Subject was orphaned shortly after birth. He eventually became a drug dealer and, consequently, a drug addict.

During his addiction, a man by the name of Tsuyoshi picked him up off the streets and trained in the art of "Ninjutsu." Ninjutsu is apparently an ancient art of assassination that originated in the former country of Japan.

There are no known masters at this time. The subject uses the power of "ki," which is probably a result of Tsuyoshi's instruction.

In other words, the subject is most likely trying to master the use of his Ki. If we could get our hands on his training methods and repurpose them, the political and military uses would be endless.

The subject's fighting capability is significant, but his personality is very straightforward. He has a simple mind, and controlling him should be relatively easy.

We would like to see the subject captured in the near future.

For reasons mentioned above, the subject's risk rating is B.

Risk Rating: B

???[]

Try Zepp path[]

Another path[]

Eddie[]

Record ♯1573[]

P.W.A.B.: Record ♯1573

Name: Zato-1(Eddie)

Height: 181cm

Weight: 68kg

Birthday: 1/28

Bloodtype: A

Type: Spanish

This individual was previously an assassin. The Post-War Administration Bureau issued him a forbidden beast, and he exploited its powers.

Forbidden beasts are parasitic organisms created using Gear technology.

As the name implies, they cannot survive without a host, like any other parasite.

The subject used his new found power to become the Guild's leader.

Later reports place him at the Holy Order Recruitment Tournament as a participant. However, his current whereabouts are unknown.

During the selection tournament, we succeeded in collecting the subject's data, but failed in our attempt to pursue him. This failure is problematic, but not serious.

The subject may have been taken over by the forbidden beast or may have simply died. Regardless, there is no threat to us, as the forbidden beasts have a limited lifespan.

The subject's sudden disappearance has also weakened the Assassin's Guild. Taking the aforementioned into consideration, we assign the subject a risk rating of C.

Risk Rating: C

Meaningful existence[]

Retreat path[]

Sneak attack path[]

Millia[]

Record ♯8127[]

P.W.A.B.: Record ♯8127

Name: Millia Rage

Height: 169cm

Weight: 48kg

Birthday: Unknown

Bloodtype: B

Type: Russian

Subject was a member of the Assassin's Guild; however, she fed the police information and aided in the arrest of Zato-1, disbanding its members.

Due to her contributions, all charges against her arrest were dropped.

She was a test-subject for experiments using forbidden magic and, as a result, can control her hair freely, using it as a weapon. Her hair can be thought of as an equivalent to a Gear or a forbidden beast.

She has devoted her life seeking revenge against Zato-1, so if we can turn that weakness around, controlling her should be relatively easy.

The subject is not very dangerous, and if we can capture/analyze her hair, it will give us a better understanding of the forbidden magic and be a giant leap for mankind.

We assign a risk rating of C.

Risk Rating: C

Final freedom[]

Just a little path[]

I'm sorry path[]

Axl[]

Record ♯5470[]

P.W.A.B.: Record ♯5470

Name: Axl Low

Height: 179cm

Weight: 78kg

Birthday: 12/25

Bloodtype: B

Type: Human/English

The subject claims to have been transported from the 20th century to the present. This explanation seems rather unrealistic, but there is evidence suggesting the subject has information regarding the past.

The subject has taught himself fire magic and is exceptionally agile.

There are also reports placing him at the 2nd Holy Knights Selection Tournament.

In order to protect confidential information, capturing the subject should be prioritized. With that in mind, we assign him a risk rating of A+.

Risk Rating: D

Fruitless search[]

Resist path[]

Better run path[]

Kliff[]

Record ♯4291[]

P.W.A.B.: Record ♯4291

Name: Kliff Undersn

Height: 148cm

Weight: 55kg

Birthday: 9/9

Bloodtype: AB

Type: Swiss

He was a warrior who played an active role during the middle period of the Crusades. He received the "Dragon Sword" from the Sacred Order of Holy Knights and was reputed to be a mighty warrior with the strength of a thousand men.

He was the one who recruited Sol Badguy (refer to record #9641) into the Sacred Order of Holy Knights.

It's also believed that he had a connection to Testament (refer to record #3360), one of the the handful of human-type Gears.

He crossed swords with Justice (refer to record #6661) on countless occasions during the Crusades.

Since he died after the final fight against Justice at the 2nd Selection Tournament for the Holy Knights, there's no need to rate his risk level.

Risk Rating: None

Entrusted future[]

Intro: Narrator: Kliff is the leader of the Sacred Order of Holy Knights.; The war against Gears reached a deadlock.; Kliff felt a desperate need for young force–; "–I'm as good as young folks!"

VS Order-Sol: Kliff: Oh, you're back, Sol.; Order-Sol: What did you call me out here for...? What do you want?; Kliff: Oh, it's just...we haven't had a match lately. Why don't we shake things up a bit this time?; [Fight ensues.]; Order-Sol: Satisfied?; Kliff: Hmm...if we have your sword... ...we might be able to put an end to this war...; Order-Sol: ...; Kliff: I'm sorry that I took up so much of your time. Please go rest now. Tomorrow will be another long day...

VS Ky: Kliff: (I know I said so, but...can humans ever win this war?); Ky: Commander... I didn't know you were still awake.; Kliff: Oh, Ky. Is something wrong?; Ky: I can't sleep... I thought perhaps some exercise would clear my head...; Kliff: Ho ho ho. In that case, count me in.; Ky: You honor me, sir. Then...; Kliff: Hm. Whenever you're ready!; [Fight ensues.]; Ky: Thank you. Your swordplay is exemplary, as always.; Kliff: Flattery will get you nowhere.; Ky: Of course not. Now if you'll excuse me...; Kliff: Hm... He has an excellent sense of propriety and is a skilled soldier as well. Perhaps it's time to leave the Sacred Order of Holy Knights to him...?

VS Axl: Kliff: Well... I guess I should rest, too.; Axl: Argh!; Kliff: Auugghh!; Axl: Ow... Where am I...?; Kliff: What's going on here...? Somebody just fell from the sky... Who are you!?; Axl: Wha–!? Hey, it's Uncle Kliff!; Kliff: I'm not your uncle! I don't even know you!; Axl: (What is this...deja vu...?); Kliff: I'll set you straight!; [Fight ensues.]; Kliff: Hm... You travel through time?; Axl: Yeah. Things aren't easy for me.; Kliff: Hm. I guess I can let this one slide, then.; Axl: Cool. Well, I'm used to being misunderstood. All right then, I gotta get going.; Kliff: The power of youth, huh...?

VS Testament: Testament: Kill them... Kill all the humans...; Kliff: I didn't expect that I'd find a Gear here.; Testament: ...; Kliff: You–!; Testament: What are you so surprised about? You've come all the way out here just to die without saying a word?; Kliff: ...It looks like he's lost his memory. All right. I'll release you!; Testament: Don't make me laugh...; [Fight ensues.]; Testament: Uugh...; Kliff: Don't worry. I'll follow you to the afterlife soon enough.; Testament: Uugh... Stepfather...?; Kliff: You...you've regained your memory!?; Testament: Aaaaaaarrrgg!; Kliff: He got away... I wonder if it was for the best...

VS Justice: Justice: Well, well... You're still alive.; Kliff: How many times have we done this before?; Justice: Why fight? Why don't you just give up? There's no hope left for humanity... You just don't get it, do you?; Kliff: I'm sorry...but I've had enough of talking with you.; Justice: Then die, once and for all!; [Fight ensues.]; Justice: Hmmm... You're sharper than ever.; Kliff: And yet, it wasn't enough...; Justice: Don't be so tragic. You did well for a human.; Kliff: Remember this, Justice. Humanity will never give up.; Justice: You're the one who said you've had enough of talking with me.; Kliff: Even if I can't defeat you, there are plenty of young warriors left in the world. I believe that they can put an end to this war.; Justice: ...I look forward to that, although I probably shouldn't.; Kliff: ...

VS Order-Sol: Kliff: (I guess it's about time for me to be moving on...); Ky: Commander!; Kliff: What are you so panicked about?; Ky: That knave Sol..! He stole the Fireseal...; Kliff: ...Really.; Ky: I'll send some men after him immediately.; Kliff: No, leave him be.; Ky: But–!; Kliff: I will go. Keep this between us. Understood?; Ky: ...; Order-Sol: You gonna try and stop me, old man? Sorry, but-; Kliff: Go on. Take it.; Order-Sol: ...; Kliff: I was going to give it to you anyway. Now you'll just get it a little ahead of schedule.; Order-Sol: Give it? To me?; Kliff: Hmm... But, Sol. Just this one time– Can I ask you one last favor? Show me why you deserve that sword.; Order-Sol: ...All right. You know I'm not gonna go easy on you.; Kliff: ...Whenever you're ready!; [Fight ensues.]

Ending: Kliff: Sol's gone...and Ky continues to improve. Looks like pretty soon I'll just be a part of history. But even as old as I am...I've still got the heart and soul of a soldier... Hah! Old! I'm still young! Retirement can wait! Those kids still need plenty of training!

Testament[]

Record ♯3360[]

P.W.A.B.: Record ♯3360

Name: Testament

Height: 185cm

Weight: 73kg

Birthday: 5/9

Bloodtype: N/A

Type: Swiss

One of few human type gears.

Following the Crusades, he was the subject of a number of experiments designed to help develop new weapons.

He is also one of a small number of Gears who have managed to remain self-aware after the injection of Gear cells.

Justice's war against humanity made him an enemy of the human race.

After Justice was sealed away, he plotted to aid her escape during the 1st Holy Order Selection Tournament, but his plan ended in failure.

He continues to evade capture and his whereabouts are still unknown.

We recently received intelligence suggesting he has encountered the command-type Gear Dizzy.

This could pose a serious threat.

His combat capability is unknown, but he has a great deal of anger for the human race. The subject is easily one the most dangerous creatures on Earth. Risk Rating S.

Risk Rating: S

Forest protection[]

Barbaric path[]

No matter path[]

Justice[]

Record ♯6661[]

P.W.A.B.: Record ♯6661

Name: Justice

Height: 232cm

Weight: 221kg

Birthday: 9/2

Bloodtype: Unknown

Type: Gear

She is a completely autonomous-type Gear that began the revolt against humanity, causing the Crusades.

Most Gears are driven to destroy by their survival instincts, but a small number of Gears created from humans retain their higher brain functions, and sometimes even the capability for complex thought.

Justice possesses not only high-level human intelligence, but is also the only complete Gear that can control other Gears at will, regardless of their origins.

Following the Crusades, Justice was sealed inside a dimensional prison by the Sacred Order of Holy Knights.

She escaped from her prison and was destroyed by Sol Badguy.

Since she no longer exists, there's no need to rate her risk level.

Risk Rating: None

Fierce tournament[]

Intro: Narrator: Justice was once sealed away…; …but her bonds were broken.; On the surface, it was the 2nd Sacred Order of Holy Knights Selection Tournament, but in reality…; …it was a bloodbath.; “The destruction of mankind…that is my raison d’etre.”

VS Testament: Justice: Finally…I have escaped from this abominable prison.; Testament: …My master…; Justice: So you…freed me?; Testament: Indeed. However, my master…you are still not complete.; Justice: What…?; Testament: Please…take the blood that flows through my veins. Then, the annihilation of mankind will begin!; Justice: Very well… I will consume you and turn you into my flesh… …and I shall return to the world a complete Gear.; [Fight ensues.]

VS Baiken: Baiken: This is…!; Justice: Human… You are but a moment too late… I have completely revived. You don't stand a chance anymore.; Baiken: Revived…? All right, monster! I’ll destroy you with my own two hands…so you will never revive again!; Justice: You should have died with the rest of Japan. This time, I’ll make sure that you do.; [Fight ensues.]

VS Axl: Axl: Gah…! What’s this…?; Justice: …Oh? A creature than [sic] can influence causality…; Axl: Huh? What's that?; Justice: You're a very interesting being… but an unlucky one. Your life ends here.; Axl: Whoa… You look really dangerous… I guess I really don't have a choice.; [Fight ensues.]

VS Chipp: Justice: Weak… Too weak… To think I was once defeated by this life-form… [Chipp appears.] This is…; Chipp: You fell for it!; Justice: A trap, eh…!; Chipp: I have no idea what's going on… Are you the boss? Prepare yourself!; Justice: So you impeded my movement a little… Do you think you actually have a chance?; [Fight ensues.]

VS Millia: Justice: Hmm… Even here…?; Millia: …!; Justice: You're injured… Have you been fighting other humans? That's why humans are so pitiful. What is the point of fighting among yourselves?; Millia: Then leave us alone. Humans will kill each other off… Isn't that enough?; Justice: No… I must erase you from this world immediately. Die!; [Fight ensues.]

VS May: May: Wh-What is…this?; Justice: There are even children like this…?; May: J-Johnny…; Justice: Don't think I'll let you go just because you're a child.; May: Uugghh… Guess I have no choice.; Justice: This power… Don't tell me there were survivors here too!?; May: Waaaaaaah!; [Fight ensues.]

VS Potemkin: Potemkin: So you have returned…; Justice: Hah… What a monster. But it doesn't matter how much a human being trains himself… You don't stand a chance against the power of the Gears.; Potemkin: You won't know unless you try…; Justice: Then show me…you insignificant being…; Potemkin: I cannot lose. Zepp’s future depends on these hands of mine…; [Fight ensues.]

VS Kliff: Justice: Oh… So you were still alive?; Kliff: I had a feeling you were back… Failing to stop you was my greatest failure.; Justice: Begone, old man! We go back a long way. Just this once, I can let you go.; Kliff: Has all that sleep softened your mind? Don't think you can fool me that easily!; [Fight ensues.]

VS Ky: Justice: Time can be so cruel… I can remember, years ago we crossed blades many times…but now you can't even touch me.; Kliff: Curses…!; Ky: Commander Kliff!; Kliff: Ky… I'm sorry… I couldn't…help…; Kliff: …; Ky: Commander Kliff!; Justice: …; Ky: Why you…!; Justice: Humans are an interesting form of life… They can greatly alter themselves with only their emotions…; [Fight ensues.]

VS Sol: Justice: The Holy Knights are gone… It would seem the humans don't need me… They are well on the way to destroying themselves.; Sol: …; Justice: You! I remember… I remember you…! You were responsible for sealing me away. Those eyes of yours…I could never forget them, even if I wanted to!; Sol: Is that so…?; Justice: I've been merciful to others…but you, I will never forgive. I must kill you with my own two hands!; Sol: Try it!; [Fight ensues.]

Ending: Justice: Hmhmhm…Hahahaha!; Sol: You think you've won, huh?; Justice: You… You're still alive…?; Sol: This is… The end for you!; Justice: GAAAAAAAAAH!; Sol: …; Justice: Just…just like before… Once again, you have defeated me…”Flame of Corruption”...!; Sol: …I can't let any Gears survive.; Justice: But you yourself are a Gear! That seal on your forehead is proof enough! Why… Why won't you obey my orders…!; Sol: “Why” is supposed to be my line. Why should I obey your orders?; Justice: I am… Number 1… The first complete Gear, Number 1… I was the most complete, thus only I was self-aware. So my orders…were absolute!; Sol: Only because they were complete. The Gears made after you had no will of their own… You could say they were truly complete. That's why they listened to you.; Justice: What…?; Sol: …Did you really think there were no prototypes before you?; Justice: ! …Hehehe… So that's how it is…; Sol: Gears were created by humans who were full of greed. So as long as we exist, humans will desire something else. Your revival was nothing more than humans acting on that greed.; Justice: …That's why…you're going to destroy…all Gears? The Gear… The Gear Project… sounds somehow…nostalgic. …I remember… …!?... I see…I see…! …Hahaha… …Sol… We should…talk again… All…three of us…; Sol: …Justice…? …Yeah…there’s one man I need to beat the shit out of… The bastard who created the Gears…

Baiken[]

Record ♯2043[]

P.W.A.B.: Record ♯2043

Name: Baiken

Height: 162cm

Weight: 45kg

Birthday: 3/5

Bloodtype: B

Type: Japanese

Subject is a fugitive of Japanese descent. The death of her parents during the Crusades has left her traumatized.

Revenge seems to be the primary motivator for all of her actions. She will not rest until she finds the creator of the Gears.

With her secret weapons and traditional Japanese sword, she can be a fearsome fighter.

However, it is unlikely that she will pose any threat to us.

Her singular devotion to her simple objective should make controlling her easy. Should she succeed in finding the creator of the Gears, that would also be beneficial to us.

Given our current intelligence on this subject, we assign her a risk rating of C.

Risk Rating: C

???[]

Shut up path[]

Not wasting time path[]

Johnny[]

Record ♯7505[]

P.W.A.B.: Record ♯7505

Name: Johnny

Height: 184cm

Weight: 72kg

Birthday: 10/24

Bloodtype: O

Type: American

Subject is the captain of the Jellyfish Air Pirates and a key individual in the criminal underworld.

Our information on him is incomplete, but we have confirmed that he uses the battou sword style, which originates from Japan, and his ability as a fighter is very impressive.

Despite his significant fighting strength, it is his connections that can make him especially dangerous to us. Since he is acquainted with Gabriel, the president of Zepp, and Ky Kiske, a high ranking official in the I.P.F., we believe that the Jellyfish Pirates are more than just criminals.

He has a chivalrous personality and a strong sense of duty, and often goes out of his way to protect the weak.

We may be able to control him with a hostage.

After taking into account his fighting ability and political connections, we assign the subject a risk rating of A.

Risk Rating: A

Resolute protector[]

Ask Baiken path[]

Ask Anji path[]

Venom[]

Record ♯4385[]

P.W.A.B.: Record ♯4385

Name: Venom

Height: 179cm

Weight: 66kg

Birthday: Unknown

Bloodtype: A

Type: English

Subject is one of the core members of the Assassin's Guild. After Zato's disappearance, he has become the de facto leader of the guild, but he seems to leave most of the operations of the Guilt to other members.

He has a unique fighting style that utilizes a pool ball and cue. In fact, he is adept at using almost any object as a weapon and can adapt easily to any situation in order to fulfill his mission.

Although his hand-to-hand skill is less than average, his skill as a killer is second to none.

Despite Zato's disappearance, the subject remains fiercely loyal to him and his memory. We believe this loyalty can be used to control him.

After considering his position in the Guild and the influence he exerts, we have decided to assign him a risk rating of B.

Risk Rating: B

???[]

Very well path[]

Haven't got time path[]

Anji[]

Record ♯4152[]

P.W.A.B.: Record ♯4152

Name: Anji Mito

Height: 183cm

Weight: 68cm

Birthday: 1/1

Bloodtype: B

Type: Japanese

The subject is a Japanese male, currently on the run.

After escaping from the institution, he acquired one of the sacred treasures, the "Zessen."

He fights using a dancing style of combat.

His motivations are unclear, but it appears he is searching for the creator of the Gears. However, unlike the other Japanese survivors, who are driven by vengeance, he seems to be acting primarily out of curiosity.

As such, his true intentions are unknown.

Regardless, the fact that there is an uncontrollable person with Japanese genetic material on the loose presents a significant threat to our organization.

Taking that into consideration, we have given this subject a risk rating of A.

Risk Rating: A

Dubious allegiance[]

Trick path[]

Protect path[]

Jam[]

Record ♯7403[]

P.W.A.B.: Record ♯7403

Name: Jam Kuradoberi

Height: 163cm

Weight: Unknown

Birthday: 2/8

Bloodtype: B

Type: Chinese

he subject's primary occupation is a cook, but she is also one of a limited number of "ki" users.

Of the five elements of magic, ki has not yet been formally investigated, and its users are extremely limited in number.

Most people with the ability to control ki appear to be of Eastern descent; therefore, the ability to use ki is thought to have some connection to the genetic makeup of Eastern peoples.

The subject's motives are simple. Her primary interest seems to be finding ways to improve her cooking. Controlling her should be easy.

The subject appears to pose no threat to us; however, capture and analysis would be beneficial.

Taking into consideration the aforementioned, we assign her a risk rating of C.

Risk Rating: C

???[]

Restaurant path[]

Duke it out path[]

Dizzy[]

Record ♯6690[]

P.W.A.B.: Record ♯6690

Name: Dizzy

Height: 167cm

Weight: 56kg

Birthday: 12/25(presumed)

Bloodtype: Unanalyzable

Type: Non-Human

The subject's origins are unknown, though certain questionable sources suggest that she is half human and half Gear.

Including Testament (see report #3360), all Gears were subject to the orders of the command-type Gear, Justice.

However, with Justice's termination, most Gears simply ceased to function.

For reasons that are still unclear, the subject does not appear to have been affected by Justice's destruction.

We have considered the possibility that the subject can cause other Gears to awaken.

Certain witnesses place the subject in the company of the human-type Gear Testament. There are reports stating the subject was destroyed by the bounty hunter Jam, but there is an excellent chance those reports were fabricated.

Verifying the target's destruction is urgent and should be given the utmost priority. If the target is found to be alive, we must immediately capture or, if necessary, destroy it.

Risk Rating: S++

Unknown origins[]

Intro: Narrator: She was content with her life among the Jellyfish Pirates.; But somewhere in her heart, there was uncertainty.; Who was she? Why was she born?; Although burdened with those thoughts, Dizzy still managed to enjoy her daily life.; “Will I really be able to stay here with my new friends?”

VS Johnny: Johnny: Dizzy.; Dizzy: Ah, Johnny. Good morning!; Johnny: What's for breakfast today?; Dizzy: Ah, um…I'm not in charge of it today…; Johnny: Really? Oh well… By the way… Lately, I've been trying to get some exercise every morning. Care to join me?; Dizzy: Yes! If it's OK with you!; [Fight ensues.]; Johnny: Now, then… Is it almost time for food?; Dizzy: Yes. Ah! I almost forgot. We're having a guest today.; Johnny: A guest?; Dizzy: Yes. May invited him.

VS Bridget: May: Welcome aboard!; Bridget: I'm surprised… It's such a big ship!; May: Heheheh, don't you just love it?; Bridget: Mr. Johnny, thank you for inviting me today.; Johnny: Huh? Sure…well, why not. You're our friend…; May: C’mon now. Bridget went through the trouble to come here. We have to welcome him, Jellyfish-style. Dizzy, he’s all yours!; Bridget: Huh?; Dizzy: Eh? Me?; Bridget: I'm not too sure what's going on…but I trust you.; Dizzy: Y-Yes…I trust you too…; [Fight ensues.]; Bridget: Whoa… You surprised me.; May: Sorry, but that's how we do things around here.; Dizzy: I-Is that so…? I didn't know either.; Bridget: Wow, what an impressive tradition… I have so much to learn from you.; May: By the way…are you going to keep being a bounty hunter, Bridget?; Bridget: Actually…I'm not sure. Being a bounty hunter is rewarding, but lately I've been feeling like I should be an entertainer.; May: An entertainer? Wow… That sounds like so much fun!; Bridget: You think so? I'd be worried if I have to do it all alone though… I wish I could find some friends to do it with me…; May: Friends, huh?; Bridget: Hehehe. I didn't mean to complain. Sorry, I guess I’ll get going.; May: Things must be rough for you…; Johnny: …Well, our guest has left. Don't you think it's about time we were on our way as well?; May: Eh? Where are we going?; Johnny: …To Testament’s. Dizzy hasn't seen him in a while, so I think she misses him.

VS May: Dizzy: It's been so long… I'm a little nervous.; May: It’s OK. I'm sure he really wants to see you too.; Dizzy: Do you…think so?; May: Hey, we're here!; Johnny: I’ll go pick him up. You kids be good, a’ight?; Dizzy: OK…; May: Dizzy, your face looks so pale.; Dizzy: My…my head just started hurting…; May: Uwah!; Dizzy: Necro! What's the matter!? No…! They won't listen to me…; May: Hang on! I’ll stop them for you.; [Fight ensues.]

Future path[]

If not getting a Perfect when fighting May:

May: N-No good?

Dizzy: I-I'm sorry… I don't think that worked…

May: What should we do…Johnny…

VS Ky: Dizzy: Uhh… What is this…? What's wrong with me?; Testament: …So you cannot control it.; Dizzy: Testament…; Ky: We'll have to stop it physically. Back me up.; Testament: I hate the idea of helping out a human being, but I guess I don't have much of a choice.; Dizzy: I-I'm sorry, I…; Ky: Don't worry… I'm here to help. You'll be fine.; [Fight ensues.]; Ky: Guh… I didn't expect it to be this strong.; Dizzy: I'm sorry! Please, run! Please, just run!; Testament: Magic isn't working on them… What's making them go crazy like that!?; Dizzy: I'm not sure, either… I don't know what's going on. It's just…my head feels strange…and Necro and Undine are…

VS Johnny: Dizzy: No…! Listen to me!; Johnny: Man, that's pretty sad… Even with two big, strong men, you still couldn't help her.; Testament: You…; Ky: I'm sorry…; Dizzy: Johnny…; Johnny: Come, Dizzy… I'll fix it, whatever it is.; [Fight ensues.]; Dizzy: Sorry I caused you…so much trouble.; Johnny: Hah… Don't worry about it. I gotta take care of some business. Keep an eye on Dizzy for me.; Testament: What a selfish man… But what's wrong, Dizzy…?; Dizzy: I'm not sure either. Testament, you don't feel strange at all?; Testament: …Strange?; Dizzy: There's a noise inside my head…and it feels strange.; Ky: …Something doesn't feel right.; Testament: …Intruders.

VS Justice: Robo-Ky: HEY, HEY, HEY! DON’T GET TOO FULL OF YOURSELVES, YOU PUNKS!; Ky: Oh man… The Post-War Administration Bureau…; Testament: Dizzy, stay back. We’ll take care of this.; Dizzy: OK… (...My head still aches) [sic]; Crow: It helps when their minds are so simple… I can't believe they actually fell for that diversion.; Dizzy: You are…?; Crow: Nice to meet you, princess. My name is Crow, and I’m from the Post-War Administration Bureau.; Dizzy: Post-War…Administration Bureau?; Crow: You're a very interesting specimen. I would love to research you. No hard feelings?; Justice copy: …; Dizzy: M…Mom… Why? Why……?; Crow: Hahahah. Good response. How do I say this… Hmm… It's like a jolt of electricity running across my nerves… Such ecstasy…; Dizzy: Ah… Ah…!; Justice copy: Target, confirmed. Switching modes. Begin capture.; [Fight ensues.]; Crow: Hmm… So much for that… I guess I’ll back off for today.; Dizzy: Haah… Haah…; Ky: …! Are you OK!?; Dizzy: Yes…somehow…; Ky: I'm so sorry… I fell for such a simple trap.; Dizzy: No… That's OK… More importantly…; Ky: What is it?; Dizzy: I’ve been thinking about it…and I realized I don't know much about myself. Why I was [sic] born? What is this mysterious power?; Ky: …; Dizzy: Can you help me find out who I am? If I knew a little more about myself, maybe this wouldn't have happened…; Ky: You're right… I promise I will do whatever I can to help you.; Dizzy: …Thank you.

VS Testament: Testament: No.; Dizzy: Why…? If I don't understand what I am…how can I ever keep this from happening again?; Testament: Can you trust humans? The man who just tried to capture you was a human. How can you be sure this guy isn't like him?; Dizzy: Because he’s…he’s a nice person…; Testament: …No matter what you think, I cannot let the humans do what they want with you.; Dizzy: I just thought…maybe he could help me…fit in.; Testament: …; Testament: If you won't change your mind, then show me the strength of your determination.; Dizzy: Eh…?; Testament: If I can tell you're serious… …I won't say any more.; Dizzy: …OK!; [Fight ensues.]; Testament: You should go.; Dizzy: Testament…thank you.; Testament: But never come here again. There are many things that I can do…but forgiving humanity is not one of them.; Dizzy: There will be a day when you can. That's why I have to go on this journey.; Testament: Good luck…; Dizzy: You too…

VS Order-Sol: Dizzy: (...Ky? He said he would be waiting here…); Crow: So, we meet again, princess.; Dizzy: …; Crow: Aww… You look like you were waiting for someone who let you down… Haha… I don't care, really. I don't need to be liked by you. I just want you… Your body.; Dizzy: …?; Crow: I had to go back to get this device. It's a pretty rare machine… It can create a hologram of people stored in it’s [sic] database. It replicates their strength, of course, but the MPG isn't so good…; Dizzy: Where is…this place? It feels so nostalgic.; Order-Sol: …; Dizzy: You…; Order-Sol: I’ll crush you…; Dizzy: I won't lose to you… I can't lose… I can't…; [Fight ensues.]; Crow: Whoa! It overheated… How could that happen?; Dizzy: Please leave. I won't let you have your way with me…; Crow: …I see you're determined. What a shame. I'll come back. I'm not giving up…yet… You're my princess. I won't stop until I can embrace you. Never… Fwahahahaha!; Dizzy: …; Ky: Sorry I'm late. …Did something happen?; Dizzy: No…nothing… Shall we go? I need to talk to the guys on the Jellyfish.

Ending: Dizzy: Johnny! Please hurry up and finish breakfast. I can't clean up until you do!; Johnny: Hm? You're in a rush today… What's happening?; Dizzy: I'm going to Ky’s place. I wouldn't want to be late.; Johnny: Ooh, I see. OK, OK. I'll finish this right away.; Dizzy: Please don't leave any, OK?; Johnny: …Are things going well with him?; Dizzy: Yes. Ky is a good person. He’s always so nice.; Johnny: Uhh…well…that's not exactly what I meant.; Dizzy: Oh, you mean about my body? He says he still needs to look into it a little more…; Johnny: Um…that's not what I meant either… (Well, I doubt that chump is going to do anything anyway…) A’ight, thanks for the food.; Dizzy: Thanks for hurrying.; Johnny: Be careful on your way there.; Dizzy: OK! I’m off.

Clone path[]

If getting a Perfect when fighting May:

May: Uhh…

Dizzy: May! (If this keeps up…I'm going to be nothing but trouble…)

May: Dizzy!

Dizzy: I'm sorry…I'm going to go away for a bit.

VS Baiken: Dizzy: It’s not going away… What should I do?; Baiken: Huh!? You're…?; Dizzy: No! Necro!; Baiken: Wha…!?; Dizzy: I-I’m sorry…; Baiken: You monster! So, you finally show your true colors!; Dizzy: No, you're wrong… I’m…; Baiken: If that's the case…I can attack without hesitation! Prepare yourself!; [Fight ensues.]

VS Sol: Dizzy: That person…I hope she’s OK.; Sol: …; Dizzy: Ah… Watch out!; Sol: !; Sol: They’ve gone out of control…; Dizzy: Eh? Ah… Maybe… I think that's what it is…; Sol: This is gonna be a little rough.; [Fight ensues.]; Sol: Finally.; Dizzy: It would seem so…; Sol: Be careful. Even self-aware Gears can be influenced sometimes.; Dizzy: …OK. And I'm sorry…; Sol: …Later.; Dizzy: U-Um…!; Sol: …?; Dizzy: Thank you for your help!; Sol: …Yeah.

VS I-No: Dizzy: I need to go back… Everyone's probably waiting for me…; I-No: Oh my…what good timing.; Dizzy: You…; I-No: Can you help me out here?; Dizzy: Um… I’m…in a hurry…; I-No: Ha! You're a monster! Don't act like you've got something to do! Get over here!; Dizzy: Ahhh!; I-No: If I have you…I can exploit his weakness…; [Fight ensues.]

VS A.B.A: Dizzy: Everyone must be worried about me…; A.B.A: …; Dizzy: Um… What do you want? Ahhh! Th-That's dangerous…; A.B.A: Must scratch back… This is for Paracelsus’s body…; Dizzy: I'm not really sure but…um…I'll try not to hurt you too much.; [Fight ensues.]; A.B.A: Uhh…; Dizzy: Wait…do you mean… Did someone ask you to do this?; Crow: That's how it is…; Dizzy: …! M-My body…!; Crow: Don't bother resisting. This is the same field that I used to seal Justice. But, it takes a while to boot up…which is why I need you to stay here.; Dizzy: Who…are…you?; Crow: That doesn't matter… Names are so meaningless. I finally have you…my beloved princess…; Dizzy: Someone…help…me…

Ending: Crow: [to comm] Yes, the research is moving along nicely. Honestly… I would say it's perfect. The copy of Justice is nothing compared to this. Mass production? I'm working on that right now. But I would ask you not to push her…too hard. The D series is indeed beautiful. I wouldn't want to scratch her, if at all possible. Wouldn't you agree?; Dizzy: …; Crow: I won't let anyone have the original… You're mine now…and forever! Hmhmhmhmhm…hahahahaha!

Slayer[]

Record ♯3309[]

P.W.A.B.: Record ♯3309

Name: Slayer

Height: 185cm

Weight: 70cm

Birthday: 10/31

Bloodtype: Unanalyzable

Type: Non-Human

The subject appears to be a form of life we have no previous record of. He's neither human nor a remodeled form of a biological body, like a Gear. His genetic structure is entirely different from that of a Human.

Exactly how many creatures of this species exist, and how they have been involved with human affairs is unclear.

The subject refers to himself as "Slayer" and was the founder of the Assassin's Guild. As such, few records detailing his life and abilities exist.

Since his abilities and motivations are unknown, we have not yet been able to determine a reliable method of control. We give this individual a risk rating of S+.

Risk Rating: S+

???[]

Retire path[]

League path[]

Bridget[]

Record ♯7404[]

P.W.A.B.: Record ♯7404

Name: Bridget

Height: 158cm

Weight: 50kg

Birthday: 10/26

Bloodtype: O

Type: English

This individual was a Bounty hunter for a time and poses such an insignificant threat that he is barely worth mentioning on this list.

Nevertheless, we're mentioning him due to the fact that he's from a very wealthy family and, though he tries to hide it, is searching for a command-type Gear.

Although Dizzy's death, the command-type Gear mentioned above, has been reported and confirmed, this individual seems to be of the opinion that she is still alive. This could lead to serious complications if he knows Dizzy's whereabouts.

This individual was raised as a girl, although he is actually a boy, due to a superstition concerning twins.

We may be able to use his unique upbringing to our advantage, should we wish to control him.

He has mastered a unique fighting style that utilizes yo-yos and is a reasonably accomplished bounty hunter, but doesn't merit much mention in this report.

We give this individual a risk rating of D.

Risk Rating: D

Career prospects[]

Waiter path[]

Protect path[]

Zappa[]

Record ♯6940[]

P.W.A.B.: Record ♯6940

Name: Zappa

Height: 180cm

Weight: 66kg

Birthday: 6/15

Bloodtype: A

Type: Australian

The existence of the mental parasite known as the "vengeful ghost" hasn't been proven, but there have been a number of sightings.

Assuming these sightings are legitimate, we have yet to determine the parasite's origin and true nature.

There are many theories concerning this creature and its origin, ranging from a corporeal version of some creatures' residual thoughts to a secret weapon created during, or before, the Crusades.

This individual is a very rare case. It appears to be a host for one such parasite. Many physical manifestations of the parasite have been observed and confirmed.

Capture of this individual would allow us to research the mental parasite and could aid in the development of mental/insubstantial weapons.

It is difficult for us to predict this individual's actions, since the host and the parasite appear to behave very differently.

Taking into account the above information, we give this individual a risk rating of B+.

Risk Rating: B+

Ghost cleansing[]

Deliver it path[]

Didn't see path[]

I-No[]

Record ♯4689[]

P.W.A.B.: Record ♯4689

Name: I-no

Height: 165cm

Weight: 46cm

Birthday: 11/25

Bloodtype: AB

Type: Human(?)

UNKNOWN! UNKNOWN! UNKNOWN! UNKNOWN!

Risk Rating: S

Honorless revenge[]

Do it myself path[]

Other person path[]

A.B.A[]

Record ♯11922[]

P.W.A.B.: Record ♯11922

Name: A.B.A

Height: 174cm

Weight: 34kg

Birthday: Unknown

Bloodtype: Unknown

Type: Homunculus

This individual is a psuedo life-form that was born in a research laboratory known as Frasco.

We know neither when she was created nor who created her. Further investigation is needed.

Our current intelligence informs us that she owns a demon ax named Flament Nagel, a relic from the Crusades.

Her chief motivation seems to be finding a human body for the demon ax. This has apparently led her all over the world, as we have had numerous reports of her appearance.

Since the demon ax seems to be the focus of most of her actions, controlling her should prove relatively easy.

Considering our current intelligence, we assign this individual a risk rating of C.

Risk Rating: C

Search for a body[]

Intro: Narrator: A.B.A – An artificial being born in a laboratory called Frasco. One day, she stumbled upon a demon ax, renamed it Paracelsus, and made it her husband. She travels with her beloved, searching for a way to give him a body.; A.B.A: “...That is the proof of my love.”

VS Zappa: A.B.A: …; Zappa: Eh!? All this blood–!; A.B.A: You...The girl behind you..is she human?; Zappa: Behind me? But...there’s no one behind me…; A.B.A: She’s...beckoning…; Zappa: No…There’s nothing there. You must be seeing things!; A.B.A: Wh-Why are you smiling? Are we friends?; Zappa: There’s nothing! I swear, there’s nothing there!; S-Ko: A-Ah! I...am...right...BEHIND YOU!; A.B.A: So there was someone…; [Fight ensues.]; A.B.A: So this doctor named Faust, he’s pretty amazing?; Zappa: Yes...I think he’s the only person who can heal my...injuries? But...I...uh…! Aaaiiiieee!; A.B.A: He can run pretty fast. Faust, huh?

VS Faust: A.B.A: Is that him…? He doesn’t look like much of a doctor to me…; Faust: Hm? Can I help you?; A.B.A: I have a question for you…; Faust: Oh no! You’re drenched in blood! That can’t be good! You need to be treated right away!; A.B.A: No, this is…; Faust: Now! Lay down over there, and I’ll get started right away!; A.B.A: Um…That’s not what I…; Faust: Ah, geez! There’s no time! It’s going to be a little rough, but it can’t be helped!; [Fight ensues.]; Faust: ...Oh my. Excuse me. But to think you’re a homunculus…I’ve never seen one in person before.; A.B.A: And…; Faust: Your husband, was it? Yes, about this ax… I’m afraid this is a question better suited to a scientist than a doctor. A scientist from Zepp might be able to help you.; A.B.A: I see...

VS Potemkin: A.B.A: Excuse me…; Potemkin: ...Hm?; A.B.A: You’re from Zepp, aren’t you…?; Potemkin: Indeed I am. And you are…?; A.B.A: My name is A.B.A...This is my husband, Paracelsus…; Potemkin: Husband…?; Paracelsus: Regrettably. I’m not quite sure how things ended up this way…; A.B.A: Unfortunately…? Why would you say that…?; Potemkin: (These two are very suspicious…) ...I need you both to come with me.; A.B.A: Um...I…; Paracelsus: ...Fighting spirit! Be on guard! This isn’t going to be an easy fight!; [Fight ensues.]; Potemkin: Hm…So you’re saying you want to give that cursed ax a body?; A.B.A: Yes…; Paracelsus: Flesh…I have no need for such a thing.; Potemkin: You might be able to find a solution at one of Zepp’s laboratories. Very well. I’ll take you to one of them.; A.B.A: …; Potemkin: What’s the matter?

Don’t trust path[]

Choosing “I don’t trust you…”:

A.B.A: I don’t trust you…

Potemkin: Is that so? Well, I won’t force you.

A.B.A: You’re…too big to be a human.

Potemkin: …

A.B.A: And your skeletal structure seems weird…especially your arms...

Potemkin: ...Begone.

VS Zato-1: Zato-1: !; A.B.A: Hm…?; Zato-1: A BODY…I FOUND ONE…; A.B.A: Body?; Zato-1: THAT BODY…GIVE IT TO ME!; [Fight ensues.]; Zato-1: U-UUGH…; A.B.A: So you’re the same…?; Paracelsus: This must be what they call a forbidden beast.; A.B.A: Forbidden beast…?; Paracelsus: They were built during the Crusades. You can think of them as a sort of bio-weapon housed in a human body.; A.B.A: Would I be able to use this to find a body for you?; Paracelsus: That, I do not know...; Zato-1: AAAAAHHHH!; A.B.A: Ah.

VS Millia: A.B.A: Hey...; Millia: Gah! You scared me, sneaking up like that.; A.B.A: Oh…; Millia: Oh dear…Are you injured?; A.B.A: Um…no, not really.; Millia: Be careful. This whole area is the territory of the Assassin’s Guild.; Paracelsus: Assassins?; Millia: What is that…? A key? No…a sword?; A.B.A: Calm down. There aren’t any assassins here.; Paracelsus: Ah, the scent of dripping blood. A blade shining in the dark. Woman! I must have it!; A.B.A: Why…? But you already have me...; Millia: …; A.B.A: You… you thief! I won’t let you have Paracelsus!; Millia: So that’s how it’s going to be… I had a feeling it would end this way.; [Fight ensues.]

VS Slayer: A.B.A: Ah…; Slayer: Oh…? Well, well…If it isn’t the homunculus. Are things going well with that demon ax?; A.B.A: U-Uhh...; Slayer: What’s the matter? I’m not taking him from you.; A.B.A: Liar! Dear…let’s kill him. He’s trying to separate us.; Paracelsus: ...No, no, no. That’s not true at all. He is a very peaceful person.; Slayer: You are, without a doubt, the oddest couple I’ve ever laid eyes on, but if you would fancy a match, I certainly won’t say no.; [Fight ensues.]; Slayer: Oh? You want to give a body to that demon ax?; A.B.A: Yeah.; Slayer: If that’s the case, you should seek the Post-War Administration Bureau’s aid. They may be able to assist you in that endeavor.; A.B.A: ...Are you lying again?; Slayer: I’m not lying, but I doubt you’ll get anywhere just walking in through the front door. You’ll have to sneak—in. What an impatient young woman.

VS Robo-Ky: A.B.A: Is this it?; Robo-Ky: HEY.; A.B.A: Hm?; Robo-Ky: DO YOU KNOW WHERE YOU ARE!?; A.B.A: Isn’t this to Post-War Administration Bureau?; Robo-Ky: IF YOU KNOW…THEN GET OUT OF HERE. INVADERS ARE TO BE TERMINATED IMMEDIATELY! THAT’S THE LAW OF THE BUREAU!; A.B.A: Is that so…? Wait, let me jot that down.; Robo-Ky: ...ARE YOU TAKING NOTES?; A.B.A: Yeah.; Robo-Ky: WELL, THEN I GUESS IT’S—INVADER DETECTED! TERMINATE!; [Fight ensues.]

VS I-No: A.B.A: I thought...it was somewhere around here…; I-No: Tch…! You found me!; A.B.A: ...Hm?; I-No: The Post-War Administration Bureau...I’ll blast all of you punks. I hope you like fireworks!; A.B.A: ...I’d rather not be blasted away. I don’t really like fireworks, and I’m not the Bureau.; I-No: Huh!?; Paracelsus: This ominous presence…Watch out, A.B.A! This one’s dangerous!; A.B.A: Yes, dear!; [Fight ensues.]

Ending: A.B.A: OK… This device should do it…; Paracelsus: I’ll be fine, right? You’re absolutely sure about this?; A.B.A: Probably…Here we go!; Paracelsus: Aaaaaah!; A.B.A: Dear, dinner is ready...I’ll feed you. Say “Ahh…”; Paracelsus: Ahh...; A.B.A: Yummy?; Paracelsus: It’s…yummy.; A.B.A: I’m glad. Make sure you eat up, OK?; Paracelsus: Um…; A.B.A: Yes?; Paracelsus: When can I have these...shackles removed?; A.B.A: But...I get so worried that you might go somewhere without telling me…; Paracelsus: But...this is like...being in prison…; A.B.A: Here, say “Ahh…”; Paracelsus: Ahh…; A.B.A: Eat a lot, OK, dear?

Never mind path[]

Choosing “Never mind...”:

A.B.A: Never mind…

Potemkin: All right, let’s be on our way. Make yourself at home while I talk the matter over with technicians.

VS Chipp: A.B.A: I’m bored…hm?; Chipp: All right…I’m finally inside. Now where am I gonna find information about elections...?; A.B.A: …; Chipp: Whoa! Who the hell are you!? (I didn’t sense anyone’s presence…); A.B.A: Are you…a thief?; Chipp: Huh!? How the hell could you mistake me for a thief!?; A.B.A: But...this place is off-limits to civilians… And you don’t look like someone who works here…; Chipp: I am the future president!; A.B.A: How funny. My stomach hurts. You’re definitely suspicious… I need to...capture the thief.; Chipp: What the heck!?; [Fight ensues.]; Chipp: Crap! Sounds like trouble’s coming. I’m outta here! Later!; A.B.A: ...; Paracelsus: Th—There’s some commotion over there.

Choosing “...I should run.”:

VS Johnny: Johnny: Hm…?; A.B.A: …; Johnny: Poor thing…You’re in pain. Did you hurt yourself? Wanna come back to my place? Meet the Jellyfish Pirates?; A.B.A: …; Johnny: Throw that weapon away...It doesn’t suit you.; A.B.A: But Paracelsus is my husband.; Johnny: ...What!?; A.B.A: It’s impossible for him not to suit me… You’ve angered me...Feel my wrath! I won’t forgive you for mocking me…; Johnny: Wh—What are you talking about!? You’re beyond reason...What are you doing…?; [Fight ensues.]

(This path continues onto VS Slayer below)

Choosing “...I didn’t do anything wrong.”:

A.B.A: ...I didn’t do anything wrong. I don’t have to worry.

VS Bridget: Bridget: Huh? A person? Here?; A.B.A: …; Bridget: Hello!; A.B.A: Hello… Who are you…?; Bridget: You don’t know? I’m Bridget!; A.B.A: What are you...doing here…?; Bridget: I was invited to come and give a demonstration, but I got lost…; A.B.A: Demonstration…?; Bridget: Yes! I used to be a bounty hunter, and Potemkin asked me to come and give a demonstration.; A.B.A: A bounty hunter!; Bridget: Yes?; A.B.A: What should I do…? She must be here to get me…; Paracelsus: Eh…?; A.B.A: She’ll take me away...arrest me...I must stop her!; Bridget: Ehh!?; [Fight ensues.]

VS Ky: A.B.A: ...Phew. I drove her away.; Paracelsus: (...But we don’t have bounties...); Ky: Hm…?; A.B.A: Someone’s here…; Ky: Oh no…! Have you been tortured!?; A.B.A: …?; Ky: This can’t be… How could this happen in Zepp!? You must leave here at once!; A.B.A: Huh…?; Ky: Is this...your luggage? It seems rather heavy...; A.B.A: Don’t touch Paracelsus!; Ky: Eh…?; A.B.A: You came to steal him, huh? Well, you’re not gonna!; [Fight ensues.]; Ky: Ugh…!; Potemkin: What’s the matter!? What’s going on?; Paracelsus: I...I hear some commotion.; A.B.A: ...Let’s run. I don’t want to be in this country anymore!; VS Slayer; A.B.A: Ah…; Slayer: Oh…? Well, well…If it isn’t the homunculus. Are things going well with that demon ax?; A.B.A: U-Uhh...; Slayer: What’s the matter? I’m not taking him from you.; A.B.A: Liar! Dear…let’s kill him. He’s trying to separate us.; Paracelsus: ...No, no, no. That’s not true at all. He is a very peaceful person.; Slayer: You are, without a doubt, the oddest couple I’ve ever laid eyes on, but if you would fancy a match, I certainly won’t say no.; [Fight ensues.]; Slayer: Oh? You want to give a body to that demon ax?; A.B.A: Yeah.; Slayer: If that’s the case, you should seek the Post-War Administration Bureau’s aid. They may be able to assist you in that endeavor.; A.B.A: ...Are you lying again?; Slayer: I’m not lying, but I doubt you’ll get anywhere just walking in through the front door. You’ll have to sneak—in. What an impatient young woman.

VS Robo-Ky: A.B.A: Is this it?; Robo-Ky: HEY.; A.B.A: Hm?; Robo-Ky: DO YOU KNOW WHERE YOU ARE!?; A.B.A: Isn’t this to Post-War Administration Bureau?; Robo-Ky: IF YOU KNOW…THEN GET OUT OF HERE. INVADERS ARE TO BE TERMINATED IMMEDIATELY! THAT’S THE LAW OF THE BUREAU!; A.B.A: Is that so…? Wait, let me jot that down.; Robo-Ky: ...ARE YOU TAKING NOTES?; A.B.A: Yeah.; Robo-Ky: WELL, THEN I GUESS IT’S—INVADER DETECTED! TERMINATE!; [Fight ensues.]

VS Justice: Crow: My, my…What a strange intruder…; A.B.A: …?; Crow: And what a strange power…I’d like to examine you more closely, but I’m afraid I haven’t the time just now. Can I ask you to leave?; Justice: …; Paracelsus: This is…; A.B.A: You know it?; Paracelsus: J-J-Jus…; Crow: Ho, ho! A speaking sword? How rare. Oh my, now I’m even more intrigued.; A.B.A: Paracelsus isn’t a sword...and I have no intention of letting you have him!; Crow: Haha. At least your spirits are high. Unfortunately you don’t stand a chance against this copy of Justice.; [Fight ensues.]; A.B.A: The weaker they are, the harder they fall… That was nothing.; Crow: Oh my…You’re quite impressive!; A.B.A: And Paracelsus?; Crow: Oh, don’t worry about that. I’m not interested in that anymore, but I do have a favor to ask...; A.B.A: …?; Crow: If you help me out, I might be able to help you. How about it? You scratch my back, and I’ll scratch yours.

VS Dizzy: A.B.A: …; Dizzy: Um…Can I help you? Ah! Th—That’s dangerous.; A.B.A: I’ll scratch your back…This is all for Paracelsus’s body.; Dizzy: I—I’m not really sure what’s happening, but…um...I’ll try not to hurt you, OK?; [Fight ensues.]

Ending: Crow: Good work. You were a big help.; A.B.A: Well then, as promised…; Crow: Yeah, you wanted me to give that ax a body, right? I have one all prepared for you. It’s your lucky day. I happened to be researching personality transferring devices. Please, place him right there.; A.B.A: OK…; Crow: I’ll move his personality to this body. You don’t need to worry about this guy. He’s just my guinea pig.; A.B.A: ……; Crow: All right…now...activate!; Dizzy: Uh...mm…; Crow: Hm…? That’s not good! Hey! Robo! Our princess is waking up! Hurry up and throw her into a cell!; Robo-Ky: SHUT UP...DON’T BOSS ME AROUND!; Dizzy: Ah…Ah…!; Crow: Crap! Her powers are making the device unstable!; A.B.A: Eh…?; Crow: Dowah!; Robo-Ky: BUWAGH!; A.B.A: Paracelsus!; Paracelsus: Ung...Mm…; Crow: Hmm...It looks like we failed.; A.B.A: Look at what happened to you...; Crow: He was transferred to Robo’s head...but...it’s not like he’s dead. Come back again when the device is fixed.; A.B.A: If I’d known it was going to turn out like this...I would’ve kept him the way he was.; Paracelsus: Ugh…

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