GRAND TWEET V: it's over!

The Pithy had an afternoon to kill, and a short attention span. "Fuck it, a Grand Battle it is then."

Grand Tweet V! V looks like a bird's beak, isn't it great? all posts are ≤140 characters (save your bio, where each line is as above).

Name: Appellation Station
Race: alt. Species
Gender: Bender
Color: anything but Salmon
Description: How they look
Biography: How they do
Weapons/Abilities: How they do the above do

Cast of castoffs:
Dragon Fogel as Xehbleb (#FF66CC)
Shredded as Jimmy Harvard (#0080FF)
BFS as Vera Alstock (#55FF55)
Sai as Reginald-1435 (#6B8E23)
Mirdini as Catarath (#6F1F00)
Garuru as Shelena (#DAA520)

Name: Xehbleb
Race: A brain
Gender: None
Color: #FF66CC
Description: A brain with a face
Weapons/Abilities: Mind control and telekinesis
Biography: Xehbleb is the perfect ruler of the Xehbleb Galaxy, where everyone is always happy doing what Xehbleb tells them to.

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Name: Vera Alstock (pronounced ail-stuck)

Race: Genetic Construct, third edition from Glue-NA, one year
obsolete

Gender: Almost Female, no y chromosome, but no reproductive organs

Color: #55ff55

Description: Tall, 6'1, pale blue hair which is almost white. Dark green combat boots, black pants tucked into said boots, and silvery gray jacket.

Biography: Created as a pleasure slave, turned into mercenary when she snapped and killed handlers, and burned incarnation office into the ground.

Weapons/Abilities: Nano-tech jacket which can morph form and acts as minimal body armor. Has two knives and pair of gloves which enable combat telekinesis.

Name: Reginald 1435
Race: Hammerhead-class Aerial Observation and Tactical Support Platform
Gender: Machine
Color: 6B8E23
Description: Oblong, vaguely conical main body, with a short wing span. Engine occupies fully half of the body, by mass and volume. Reflective coating.
Biography: Reginald considers himself a cut above the rest, and sarcastically reminds those around him of his superiority. It is often wrong.
Weapons/Abilities: Accelerates quickly. Can carry up to two passengers if they're comfortable with lap sitting. Decent camera, great computer, shitty gun.

Name: Catarath
Race: Dragonborn
Gender: Dragon
Color: #6F1F00
Description: Short, short-sighted, short-tempered.
Weapons/Abilities: Long shovel, various grave-digging accoutrements, fire breath.
Biography: Joined the Gravedigger's Union at broodkeeper's insistence, loves the job, hates undead for complicating things.

I'll be back when I know what I'm doing.

Name: Shelena
Race: Leopardess (anthro)
Gender: She
Color: this'un
Description: Sexy and foxy cat lady ;) ;) but not really because she hates that stereotype. Pretty and upbeat, though.
Biography: She's an arena fighter who only does it for the money. She doesn't like the attention, or the tight leather clothing they insist on putting her in.
Weapons/Abilities: Harnesses the power of the sun. Fire, light, etc.

Just so people know, we're starting on the hour. If you want in, write that profile fast.

Six nerds are summoned to a giant's messy desk. "I'm the Pithy, and you nerdth've gotta fight. To the death. Enjoy!"

They proceed to do so.

"Oh, another one, huh? Hope the reward's great. YOU THERE! I CHALLENGE YOU TO A DUEL!"

Shelena pointed at the woman with the weird hair, then ran towards her.

Xehbleb was sad because all those people in Xehbleb Galaxy would be unhappy without it. It scanned for other nearby minds to cheer up.

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Vera whips back her coat and pulls out her knives. “Who’s first!?”

The leopardess screeched to a halt though. Was that a floating brain? And...

Eek! She was tiny!

Oh well. She resumed running towards the ape with the weird hair and face.

Hello Jimmy Harvard from Harvard, Xehbleb said mentally. You would be much happier if you said and did everything I told you to.

Reginald pondered how to lure a rube into its cockpit, before going with the obvious. "Climb right in, folks! Ride of a lifetime, yessiree!"

"That has got to be a trick. How much for a ride?".

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"Top of the line Hammerhead, free! To the first entrant only!" The tinny carnie voice blared out of a speaker somewhere in the open craft.

Catarath taps the ground with the shovel.

"Poor soil quality. Tough. Less chance of undead rising, though. Good."

That ride sounds interesting. Go and ask that plane about it.

"Person with the fur! Learn how to run properly!" Vera crouchs, braces, and launches a kinetic pulse towards the anthro

"No undead in this craft, folks! Pure metallic beauty! Pure ve-hic-you-lar power! Speed beyond your wildest dreams!"

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