#G2 Nile

[aziarts]

REDGUNS💥

[sabrith]

Michigan to the rest of the Redguns

[biggestpball]

redguns

[bornetoblood]

Redguns Best Faction

[average-transdalorian]

Just Like Pa

“You’ll have to talk to the kid soon, y’know,” came the voice, pulling Michigan off the precipice of his oh-so-precious sleep.

“Hm?” He responded, rolling over to look at his former rival. The famous and feared G2 Nile was, as he was so often, sitting propped up on the bed, leaning against some Balam “Redgun Special®” Pillows (“70% tougher than before! That’s right you maggots, that’s 10% from each one of our badass top-tier Redguns,” those fucking commercials Balam had made him record assured him). Nile was peering through the reading glasses (that pretty much lived on Michigan’s nightstand these days) at some book or another; truly, he’d be a picture of the modern intellectual- if it weren’t for the augmentation ports peeking out of the top of his pajama shirt’s high collar, that is.

“You’ll have to talk to the kid soon,” Nile repeated, turning a page. “And don’t act dumb about it, we both know that you’v been keeping an eye on him, that his simulator scores are well below his pre-augmentation projections, and that he’s taken to the augmentations well enough that they can’t be the sole reason for the problem.”

Michigan studied Nike’s face for a moment, then sighed and turned back over. “I’ll talk to him tomorrow.”

“Good. I’ll be sure to catch you next time, you Furlong dog,” Nile said, soft and dry.

“Not in your trashy AC, you Balam asslicker,” Michigan replied by rote, a smile curling his lips.

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Red checked the score on the simulator screen again and sucked a breath in through his teeth. Damnit, he thought, that bad again? No way in hell I’ll make it to G2 before the old man has to retire- no! He believes in me, I just have to put in more time practicing. I can do it. I can-

“G6 Red! You planning on letting the next guy sit on your lap, or are you gonna accompany me to my office?” Came the voice, breaking him from his reverie.

“Your office, G1 sir!” Red responded, snapping a quick salute as he climbed out of the simulator cockpit. Shit, he thought to himself, the Hero of Jupiter himself is going to be mad at me, isn’t he. I’ll make it up to him, though! I’ll do ten, no, twenty more of every set of workouts he has me do as punishment! And I’ll spend my every spare hour on the sims, so that I can be a worthy successor to him.

“At ease, kiddo! Take a seat,” Michigan said, closing the door behind him. “Now, I’m sure you don’t like the results you’re seeing on those sims, and I think I know why. Now, answer some basic questions for me. You had some sims back home and in basic training, right?

“Yessir,” Red answered, and swallowed nervously. He’s going to chew me out something awful, isn’t he.

“And you probably ran with some variation of my own LIGER TAIL, right G6?”

Michigan asked, taking his own seat.

“Yessir,” Red said again, anxiety still tight in his core.

“Well, I can’t blame you. It’s a damn good design, isn’t it! But y’see, G6, there’s this thing that happens when pilots get augmentations. Most of us find out that we’re actually kind of worthless trash with most designs! And then we poke around until we find the one that works for us,” Michigan said, tapping away at his keyboard.

“I’m… afraid I don’t understand, sir?” Red said, his brows furrowing.

“I’m gonna be straight with you, G6! Or at least, as straight as I can be! Your brain is NOT cut out for an AC like LIGER TAIL. There’s no shame in it, most pilots struggle with quadrupedal legs. However, you DO have a real solid sense of timing on when you should use whatever explosives you have on hand.” Michigan turned his monitor around, bringing Red face to face with a Melander. “Start from here, kiddo, and figure out what works best for you, alright? Make yourself into your own man, G6!”

“Yessir!” Red said, feeling the knot in his stomach untangle as he exhaled. My own man, huh? He thought. I think I can do that! I think I can be someone like G1 Michigan, but my own self too.

“Good talk, G6! Dismissed!” Michigan said, his voice ringing through the office.

“Thank you sir, I won’t let you down!” Red said, giving G1 Michigan one last snappy salute, before striding back towards the simulators, already sorting through which weapons he liked best in his mind.

[clouds-above-rubicon]

This is dumb

[smorgasbort]

Michigan and his poketeam of Wailord, Gyarados, Heracross, Pinsir and Kingler.

Honestly, a water/bug type team fits him really well imo.

[alittlesylphish]

hello, people who follow me and ac6 people who probably find it in the tags. i have spent an unknown amount of time drawing things and then forgetting to post them. i shall leave it up to the viewer to figure out who is who, they may be listed in the tags, but i will not put names to the faces. (2nd post coming w/ all of my 621 involved drawings)

[uselessmossball]

Yup trans Iguazu brainrot time

He is desperately trying to be stealth but everyone knows...

G1 known since the day he punched Iguazu and put him into hospital but didn't told him because he cared about him

G2 knew eventually but didn't care cuz he thought it doesn't matter anyways

G3 thought a little about telling him he knew after he found out but quickly lost interest and didn't gave a shit

G4 knew cuz he is Iguazu's roommate and accidentally saw him changing clothes but didn't wanna tell him(he really cares about him and hey, it won't be different he was born as girl or fucking alien, he will be his friend no matter what)

G6 grew suspicious really fast after joining Redguns and asked Volta 'Don't you think he's little weird?? Like avoiding using showers with anybody-'... and Volta immediately told him shut your mouth and pretend you don't know anything or I'll beat your ass

[amored-core-hotties]

Attention, mercenaries. The first full round of side A is now public. Who is the hottest Armored Core character?

FLATWELL

spy

saw rusty and went 'yep ur my son now'

they call him FLATwell bc he has no ass. well.

source: i made it the fuck up

NILE

only shows up once gang

corporate

uh

sorry nile

FIGHT

[thogwithablog]

(Worms Gameplay)

[saliosis]

i'm back

[biggestpball]

噢噢，不妙了

[blackbirdsnonsense]

G3 Frankie: Cleo, you're so awesome at everything you do!

G2 Frankie: I love you but you are a lot of work.

[teatime-tangents-and-toys]

Cleo de Nile got more undead with every generation and I love it.

G1: very plausibly a human girl who never even died and just wears the bandages as an aesthetic removable costume layer.

G2: Bandages sculpted onto her body and supernatural kinetic control over them

G3: Bandages sculpted on, deadened blue pupils on the dolls, and canonically disemboweled with her heart stored in a canopic jar outside which is even an accessory on her refresh doll!

[fl4minghoe]

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