Agent Splatoon Novels & Stories

His name is Kesta. "And you couldn't treat it?" Their obvious boss yelled "Sorry sir. No first aid box here" Kesta said again "Shut up. Couldn't you run out to get some! And this? Did she also get it from a fall?" Their boss pionted to the finger marks on his face. "Eh! Who did this?" He yelled at the boys again. "Oga, she tried to escape so I slapped her" Ayo the slapper explained. "Wait oh, you slapped her?"

(Agent Hailmer @ 03) A full Squad of 4 A.C.I.A agents were sitting inside the house living space, and all of them were gearing up for the assault it was clear from their speech that they clearly despise the people that they were aiming at, after all, all of the Squads member were all non-human race, Agent Spider is the Squads Technology specialist, recording and hearing all the conversations, he is also an Oni Race, Agent Romeo is a Minotaur Demi-Human which is also the assault leader and also a Shield Knight of the Squad. Agent Hailmer is the medic of the squad which is also a Healer Mage, and the proud and devoted priest of the Aeternum Cathedral of Faith.

“And that, my friends and family, was the sprites. You can expect to see them regularly now and if they are frightened, they’ll come to us for protection, which we will provide.” “I like them,” one of my patrols says, shocking me. Personally, I find them annoying. “I adore them!” Ennata says excitedly. “To think, all they needed was a little light. That’s so easy.” “Good to know, because every sprite in this forest will be here in the next 24 hours wanting one.” “How many do you think there are?” she asks. “Maeve made hundreds,” Leana tells her. Ennata closes her eyes, raises her hands and begins chanting. It only takes a moment before there are hundreds of icicles floating in the air. Then

"No worries, I only need them to see." They smile at me and the boy who said I'm pretty adds, "She's funny, Uncle Ashrac." If only Ashrac had his sensitivity. "And who are you?" I ask. He steps forward with a glowing look. "I'm Botan of the Purple Dragon Clan and I'm four." He turns slightly and places his small hand on his brother's arm. "This is Rotan of the Purple Dragon Clan and he's four too." Rotan brushes off the brotherly hand. "She knows that, dummy."

He aimed for another target and pulled the trigger continually and again, all the bullets pass through the bullseye. “Dude…” Spencer went closer to him, “you’re amazing! You should be on my team,” he added. Andrius shook his head, “I’ll be a solo, and all of us—21 agents, we’re all one team and were tasked to help each other. I just don’t want to be on your team or Agatha's team. I will work alone but if I need something, you can just lend a hand,” he said and tapped Spencer’s shoulder. “Let’s have a duel.”

he trembled, trying to hold his ground. "Oh? Then, let’s prove it." I nodded to Zane, who brought my disabled robot onto the stage. Grabbing a steel rod as thick as my wrist, I brought it down on the machine in a hail of blows. "No!" Adrian lunged, but security, who was ready for this, pinned him in place. Helpless, he could only watch as I smashed the bot to pieces, muttering over and over, "System, I won’t change, I won’t change it…"

And without the nagging from his conscience across the table. For the next thirty minutes, they discussed strategy and alternate strategy in case they found themselves with more opponents than expected. Several plans were made, depending on whether their target hunted with the pack or waited somewhere else. Eventually, William was satisfied they had a plan for each possible scenario. They loaded the car down with the usual cache of weapons, making especially sure they had plenty of silver-tipped ammunition. From personal experience, William knew the crippling agony of silver. No immortal could fight with the pain searing through their veins, which was why he used it when he was forced to pla

Everyone laughed, but I got the feeling that Lyon was dead serious. "Wait, you guys use Simon too?" "Who doesn't use that f*ck? He's the best." Yeah, and his sh*t costs more than most people's homes. Just exactly how much do SEALs make? Lyon went over and over the plan with me again as if trying to find any loopholes that could trip us up.