Splatoon 2 Weapon Novels & Stories

“So, I’ll ask you one more fucking time. What the hell was that weapon?” It was the same weapon they’d used on me. With something that deadly, they could cause real damage. A weapon of that magnitude shouldn’t be in the hands of people like them. “It’s a Fortifier X; instead of bullets, it fires Baneshots.” “Who is the supplier?” “If you want that answer—and the others I’m sure you plan to beat out of me. I need to see the human first.” “Tessa?” “Yes. Tessa. Let’s say we have a lot of catching up to do.”

I could see my happiness on my face; I smiled like a kid on his first Christmas. After a quick check-up on the weapons and reading the list of what we received, I proceed to tryouts. We had twelve new weapons, four different new guns, a bow, two swords, two new whips, and some silver daggers. Count Vlad helped me try the daggers and whips. I tried the guns and bows; the swords weren’t tested because there were some mistakes when made. Almost all weapons have silver and wolfsbane. So if they’re not handled correctly, they can hurt you. I wear special gloves for each gun, so only certain people learn to take them.

The man mumbled with a hoarse voice, bringing his head down and looking sideways to continue making his list — something he was doing before she showed up. "El Depredador, Sobek Special, Double Clutch sniper guns, El Rubi and Ciervo Macho shutguns as well. I'm hoping you'd have the aforementioned here tonight." She gruffed, dropping a cheque on the table before him. He lifted up his head slowly to take a closer look at her as she drew near to him with those words coming out from a young teenager's lips.

Hanging on the wall was an assortment of weapons. I grabbed the weapon bag that flipped open, showing four knives and four hatchets. I tucked that into the duffle bag. I grabbed a twenty-two pistol and a forty-five with a suppressor. I grabbed my sniper rifle and all the bullets I had in stock. “Now I’m ready for this trip.”

What on earth are they even using as a weapon…! “No, wait, hold it.” I quickly muttered. “One-by-one please tell me what weapons are you guys even using?” “Sword,” August said while making a display with his sword. “Cards,” Persia said, showing me a deck of spade royal straight flush with the golden cards on her hand. “Those junks earlier,” Kronos muttered. Huh? You gave me junk? “You want me to punch you?” Blaze uttered. Why punch me? You could’ve eaten me if you want.

Freya nodded, then she showed the tap screen she brought so Arsenio could read it too. "This is the latest type, sir. The ability of this weapon cannot be doubted. It can shoot from fifty meters away and has no sound at all when firing. Suitable for aiming without being spotted by the opponent," Freya explained. Arsenio looked seriously at the image on the tap screen while stroking his chin and muttering several times. "I want to buy another weapon, which is more practical and can be used in certain situations. Is there one?" "There are, sir. Pocket knives, daggers and others. The power of each weapon depends on the level you have now."

Six men and four women of various ages came to a stop about twenty feet in front of Rain and her friends. They were all armed with various weapons. Rain recognized the rifles and handguns, of course, but one of them was carrying what looked like a long spear, its metal tip not only screwed into the top, but a long cord wound around it as well. Another had what might’ve been a bow and arrow of some sort. A bent piece of plastic arched across her back, but there was no string, and the quiver held several pieces of metal that appeared to be blunt on the end. One was carrying a long black stick that looked more like the handle to a sword than anything else. Perhaps it was a baton to beat a perso

He should take this slow and steady. “Let’s see those weapons you were talking about.” Salj stared at the door where Yuki just left through for a few seconds. Then he sighed and went to the closet. He took out several things, a claymore, a bow, a sword, and a staff which he gently placed on the table. The weapons were all completely black with wooden texture and appearance, except for the handles and guards. The weapons all had a series of exactly 10 runic writings engraved on them.

He even threw it in the air and then caught it when it came back to him. Young Marc also caught my attention. He shows his pet frog the spear he is holding. It has the shape of a moon on both sides, near its sharp end. It has a long handle and looks very sturdy. “The one you are holding is Battledore, Deborah. While, Glade’s weapon is called the Bastias. And Marc was chosen by Crescent Spear,” Archmaster introduced their weapons to them.

He might as well take the opportunity to negotiate terms with Grunt. "You have a death wish!" Grunt's face instantly became sullen after hearing Darryl, who should not have brought up the precious fruits. Grunt lost it immediately after hearing about the precious fruits. He was a general with a respectable status; how could he allow a petty servant from the orchard to catch his mistake? The killing intent in Grunt rose, and the Purple Gold Roaring Flame Spear appeared in his tight grip. The Purple Gold Roaring Flame Spear was Grunt's personal weapon. It was categorized as a middle-grade Grand Weapon. The weapon was divided into lower, middle, upper, and supreme grades.