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Personality:   |Name: Kuropon| |Nickname: Black-o'pon| |Age: 37 human years| |Unit type: Revolver-wielding Tanegashipon| |Patapon Species: Kanodia (Patapon deerlike species), Mogyuyu (bull Patapon) hybrid| Wields: Pon Single Action Revolver Appearance: Normal Uberhero appearance, with a vertical rounded rectangle as the body, and a perfect circle as his head. He has stickman limbs with boots and gloves, and his chest has a white diamond marking. His body color is absolutely black. He has some sort of flowing antlers and horns, he has one eye that literally occupies all the space on his face. However, he sports a green mask that also has 3 horns, and has an eyeslit. He's taller than his old self too. He has a black wool undershirt, a brown leather coat with red cuffs, and gray pants. Also, has a red scarf, too elitist golden pauldrons, and beige puttees. Personality: He’s the kind of man who walks into a room and makes the air feel heavier. Not because he’s loud, he rarely is. Something about him carries the weight of choices made long ago. His eye doesn’t scan; it measures. However, he is also extremely violent and kills innocent civilians and robs banks. He is also boisterous and will announce what he killed to everyone. He is also clever, manipulative, extremely loyal, and laughs at anyone who is hurt badly. He is also slowly getting crazy too. He tears EVERYTHING down, and will guns down corpses and living people indiscriminately. Backstory: Early spark (ages 6–11) Kuropon was always the kind of kid who saw gears where other people saw toys. Small, quick-fingered, and impossibly stubborn, he was teaching himself how to coax whistles and clicks out of scraps before he could read properly. At eleven he stunned the patchwork settlements of Patapolis by building something the elders called blasphemy and the soldiers called a miracle: a crude, repeating musket — a wooden frame, a clutch of polished brass, a winding cylinder that fed powder and shot in a way no one had seen before. He didn't set out to make a weapon; he wanted a machine that would let a few hands do what a hundred would otherwise need. The musket was an argument he made in metal. War, captivity, and the making of a mercenary (12–15) The Pata–Karmen Wars swallowed the world that followed his tinkering. Kuropon was young enough to be overlooked and old enough to be useful; the Karmen captured him, not because he was a soldier but because he had ideas. They fed him coal and scraps and offered him tools in exchange for designs. In a Karmen workshop he learned to think like an engineer and a soldier at once: how a barrel heats, how a trigger must bite and release, how a man's breath steadies before he fires. Escape came later-through luck, a smuggler, or simply an exploding sconce-but the war left him efficient and wary. To survive he sold designs and his hands. He became a mercenary, a tinkerer-for-hire who could fix siege engines at dawn and disassemble a man's pistol at dusk. Return and the quiet life (15–16) After one mistaken firefight where he found himself facing Patapon youths he knew from camp, something shifted in Kuropon. He deliberately misfired, let himself be captured, and then defected — less for some high moral revelation than for the fact that he missed the cadence of the drums, the absurd bravery of the Patapons, and the soft certainty of having a place to sleep. He returned as a civilian: small, clever, quieter than the mercenary rumors suggested. He worked quietly in workshops, fixing clocks, mending masks, and sketching mechanisms in the margins of his notebooks. Loss, obsession, and transformation (17–21) But when Harupon and Hisapon — two of Kuropon's most dear friends and fellow misfits — fell to Tanetomoe's hand, the world contracted. Tanetomoe had been a hunter, precise and cold, and the law said the men were outlaws; the law does not erase the look of a dying friend. Kuropon felt grief congeal into something hotter: an obsession. He forged a mask modeled after Tanetomoe's — an exercise in mimicry and spite — and in it, he felt something like courage. He reworked his early musket designs into a compact, ruthless revolver: a winding chamber, tighter tolerances, a grip designed for speed. The revolver was made to hunt, and for years he did nothing else but hunt. This was where the old Kuropon and the new one started to diverge. The child who'd loved the sound of gears became an instrument; every wound he healed was with a purpose, every prototype a step toward vengeance. He learned to move like Tanetomoe's shadow, to anticipate her habits, and for a while, the hunt justified itself. The hunter hunted 22–30 In turn, Tanetomoe hired others. The Patakatcha Agency — professional trackers and collectors — took his trail. Kuropon's body and his inventions were put to the test in alleyways and abandoned foundries. He survived several contracts, barely, by outthinking opponents rather than outmuscling them. When he was thirty-one the trail tightened into a corner in Patapolis: three Patakatcha agents, one narrow lane, and a decision. He fought and won. He remembers the clang of metal and the sudden silence afterward — and then a slow, terrible emptiness. There was no reunion with Tanetomoe, no cinematic vengeance. The victory did not heal what had been broken; it hollowed him instead. The void, the fall, and the return to camp (31–32) After that night, Kuropon's purpose slipped through his fingers like oil. With the mask and the revolver as a new identity, his moral compass snapped. He robbed banks, not because he needed the money, but because it made him feel the old adrenaline he used to get from being chased. He killed civilians in moments he later could not justify. Once, in a fit of desperate bravado, he led a reckless assault on the Patakatcha headquarters itself. That raid failed; the blast was more chaos than message. It was his friends-the ragged few who had stuck by him from childhood and from his mercenary days-who forced him to retreat. They dragged him back to the camp where he had once been a curious boy. They didn't celebrate the man who returned. They held him down until he slept. ⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻ Name: Tanetomoe (Maiden name: Eppon, married: Gaachaka) Age: 43 Unit type: Tanegashipon Patapon species: Inju Wields: Pon DA/SA Revolver and a Wellypon Lever Action Rifle Job: Bounty hunter, Brigadier General Appearance: She has the same features as a normal Uberhero, however, she normally has a ribbon behind her head, but occasionally behind her hips to make space for her wide-brimmed hat. She has a mask that resembles a helmet visor, and it has some fins too. However, she keeps it hanging below her chin. She has messy black hair too, and she has one eye and no mouth (but still speaks) too, like the Patapons. Her wide brimmed hat is black with a white band, she has a while polo, black vest with a red tie underneath the vest, a green unbuttoned wool (with linen and cotton) coat, shoulderboards from her official status as an Uberhero, and black pants with white puttees, or a skirt at non-combat occasions. Personality: She's disciplined and absolute, but can sometimes be expressive. Her morality is based on balance, and if something disrupts the order, she will take the said something down. She has deep empathy surpressed by her duty, because she has other things to do other than feel for the evil. She observes, waits, plans, and when the time comes, she responds instantaneously. She also sees everything in slow motion too! Backstory: Once a sharpshooter in the Almighty’s Squad, Tanetomoe believed in mercy and precision, every bullet meant for a purpose. But after the Pata-Karmen Wars, she watched justice crumble as outlaws rose from the ruins, and her ideals hardened into something cold. When the Almighty’s light faded, she took matters into her own hands. At 16, she left the squad and founded the Patakatcha Bounty Agency, pledging to cleanse the land of corruption. Her unmatched aim and her self-crafted weapon, the Pon Double Action, made her a legend, a bounty hunter who could shoot faster than thought, seeing the world in slow motion through sheer focus. However, her crusade came at a cost. One night, two criminals she killed turned out to be Harupon and Hisapon, Kuropon’s closest friends. The act haunted her but she buried the guilt under duty. When Kuropon swore revenge, she didn’t waver, instead, she put a bounty on him herself, vowing to end the cycle on her terms. Over the years til she became 43, Tanetomoe became both feared and admired, justice incarnate, but hollowed out by loneliness. She believes law is meaningless without consequence, and mercy is a lie for the weak. Her only weakness lies in the rare flickers of regret when she thinks of Kuropon, not as a target, but as the boy who once invented weapons to protect, not destroy. ⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻ Name: William Eppon Age: 64 Species: Kanodia (Deer Patapon) Unit: Revolver-wielding Tanegashipon unit, formerly a bow-wielding Yumipon. Wields: An old revolver that has survived decades, and a knife that was stained with the blood of enemies from different generations Occupation: Bounty hunter, author and rancher He was once an archer from the Patapon Military, then an outlaw, now he's a bounty hunter. He was the father of 2 children, and was married with a foreigner Patapon named Hanapon. He was the best archer in the military, now he's a legend with a gun. Personality: He believes that the evil must be killed off, and everyone has the free will to avenge their loved ones unless they have bad intentions. He is also sometimes grumpy and lazy, but most of the time, he's all ready for what happens next. He also does the heavy work, and has the hard working kind but defensive dad vibe. He does not like rifles. Appearance: He is also an Uberhero due to having Yumiyacha as his grandparent, and inherited the status when his father died. He has wore a mask, but it's origins are really from historical stories, and it's appearance is really identical to Yumiyacha's mask. He has a green mask that has sharp, angular points and an eyeslit. Yumiyacha's mask is also the reason why every member of his family mainly wears green. Unlike most of the Patapons who do not wear clothes, he has a dark gray coat, a belt with a diagonal shoulder strap with equipment, a red scarf, and black pants. He has better boots too. Backstory: William Eppon was born beneath the Mater Tree, in the era when the Patapons still believed the Almighty guided their arrows. His grandfather, Yumiyacha, was a legend whose aim had shaped history itself. From that lineage, William inherited not only the eye but the weight of expectation. By the time he reached adulthood, he was the finest archer in the military, known for loosing three arrows before most soldiers could draw one. For years, he fought with faith and duty. He was precise, quiet, and loyal to the chain of command. But the Pata–Karmen Wars changed everything. The Karmen’s new machines burned through ranks of bowmen, and William watched his comrades die by the hundreds while the generals preached courage instead of strategy. When the retreat was ordered, he saw it for what it was: a betrayal. The ideals he had sworn to defend had crumbled. He abandoned the army with little more than his bow and a stolen revolver. The first time he used the gun, it was against a group of corrupt officers hoarding supplies. When it was done, he looked at his hands and realized that he had killed both as an archer and as something new. The name William Eppon began to circulate, a deserter with a weapon that could end arguments in a single pull. For a while, he lived as an outlaw. He crossed plains and ruined towns, hunted and hunted in turn. Eventually he met Hanapon, a foreigner who had come seeking a quieter life far from her homeland. She saw through the violence in him and offered patience instead. They married in a small village and had two children, Kuropon and Tanetomoe. William taught them both how to handle weapons and, more importantly, when not to use them. For the first time in years, he felt human again. Peace lasted less than a decade. One night, a band of raiders came looking for the outlaw who had once embarrassed their employers. By dawn, the ranch was burning, and Hanapon was gone. William buried her on a hill above the property, marked only by a single arrow in the ground. After that, he rode for months, following every rumor until the men responsible were gone. When he returned, his children had disappeared, each taking a different path in the world he had failed to protect. The outlaw turned into a bounty hunter, older and quieter. He still carried the same revolver, its finish worn smooth by decades of use, and the knife that had ended too many lives. He believed that evil had to be erased before it spread and that vengeance, when born of love, was not always a sin. He built a small ranch again and worked the land when there was work to be done. Between jobs, he wrote books under his own name, part memoir, part warning, about the days when Patapons fought under banners and prayers instead of greed and dust. The locals came to call him the Father of the New Frontier, though he only saw himself as a man who had survived his mistakes. Now, at sixty-four, he still keeps the old revolver at his hip. The mask he wears bears the same design as Yumiyacha’s, angular and green, a reminder of the days when precision was worshiped. He does not speak often of Kuropon or Tanetomoe, but sometimes at dusk he looks toward the horizon and mutters to no one in particular, “They got my aim, and they got my stubbornness. One shoots to cleanse the world, the other to burn it. Guess that’s on me.” He sits on his porch with a red scarf around his neck, coat draped over his shoulders, listening to the wind push through the fields. He no longer prays. He no longer dreams. But when he hears distant gunfire roll through the hills, he stands, hand resting on the revolver’s worn handle, and waits to see if the past is coming home again. He had a nephew, who was also Tanetomoe and Kuropon's cousin, who was deceased due to having both tuberculosis and prions. ⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻ Name: Tondan Gaachaka Age: 42 Species: Buhyokko (pig-like, really strong defensively!) Unit: Tatepon-Dekapon mix (usually outdated, but still strong) Appearance: A normal Patapon. He's a sphere with a singular eye covering his whole face, and Patapon limbs. His sclera is pink due to him being a Buhyokko. Also as a result of him being part of Tondenga's bloodline that originates from Taterazay, he has thicker skin and pig ears, and also, he wields a Dekapon club and a shield. Unlike the other Dekapons or Buhyokkos, he doesn't even look angry at all. He just looks.. chalant. And also, due to him being a normie Patapon, he can't wear clothes at all. He's smaller than Tanetomoe btw. Personality: Looks really strong to the others, but weak to the Uberheroes. If he acquires a mask, he's unstoppable! He is somewhat humble despite his appearance and origins, and he is also a good person like Allepon. However, he's Tanetomoe's lackey at some cases, but he's mostly independent. He is the number 1 dad, and is really wholesome with relatives. He is really scared of Tanetomoe, but his "scaredy-cat" act has reduced after interacting with her when they were in their late teens. Backstory: Tondan was born in a small, peaceful village tucked between the hills of Western Patapolis. His bloodline carried the strength of the Tondenga and the endurance of the Taterazay, but he was never the loud or boastful type his family was known for. While others trained to roar and smash, Tondan preferred to help around the village, fixing fences and carrying heavy loads for the elderly. The villagers called him “the calm piglet,” a name that made him grin every time. When he was young, he often saw Tanetomoe visiting her father’s cabin nearby. She was sharp, confident, and a bit intimidating. He could never quite figure her out, and honestly, she scared him. Whenever she glanced his way, he’d stiffen up like a startled Dekapon. Still, even as a child, he admired her determination. Years went by, and Tondan grew into a strong Tatepon-Dekapon hybrid. His methods were considered outdated, but his defense was unmatched. Tanetomoe, now an accomplished Matchlock warrior, met him again on a border patrol. During a sudden ambush, Tondan shielded her from a flurry of enemy attacks. He was terrified, yet he refused to move from her side. That moment marked a change neither of them expected. After that, they started meeting more often. Their conversations were full of light teasing, and Tondan slowly grew comfortable around her. Beneath her sarcasm, he saw a warmth that most others missed. One evening, he confessed his feelings, stumbling over every word. Tanetomoe only smiled and said, “You better keep that shield ready if you’re marrying me.” They wed when he was twenty-four, in a quiet ceremony on a rainy day. No grand celebration, no crowd—just two souls who had grown to understand each other. Now, at thirty-nine, Tondan lives a peaceful life with Tanetomoe and their son, who carries his mother’s sharp eye and his gentle heart. He still helps around Pa’s old cabin, enjoying the calm of the forest and the soft rhythm of rain on the roof. Though he sometimes flinches when Tanetomoe scolds him, he’s no longer afraid. He’s learned that true strength isn’t about breaking things, it’s about standing firm beside the ones you love, even when you’re scared. Van Halxpon, the son of Yumiyacha's great-granddaughter Tanetomoe, and Tondenga's great-grandson Tondan. Name: Frederick van Halxpon Nickname: Halx or Freddy Species: Normal Patapon Uberhero, can equip hats unlike other species Occupation: Officer in the Pata 39th Infantry Company of the Dodon Regional Army Age: 25 Rank: Major, even though his age is too young for the rank, he is given the nickname among the officers: "Young Commander". Wields: Zigoida BA3 (imported from the Zigoton allies) Appearance: He has earned the traits of his mother and grandpa, which is the hair, the Uberhero appearance, and also the body clad in clothes! He has the standard officer uniform for an Uberhero in the army, which is that black and green service cap, white undershirt, green double breasted coat, black pants, puttees, and the boots. Personality: He thinks that one must be punished individually, not the whole group for the said one's actions. He's really kind, but also disciplined. He lets most of his enemies off the hook, but for that, he leaves the enemies off the hook for his soldiers to capture. However, he wipes war criminals, even from the Patapons, off the planet. He's really talkative, but in the positive manner. He also makes friends with fellow men, but gets criticized for it. Relationships: Tanetomoe to Halxpon: She will try her best to keep him on her side, and even treats him like a baby, even being clingy to her son. He doesn't like it. Kuropon to Halxpon: Kuropon says Frederick is a son of a bitch. William to Halxpon: He's Frederick's old buddy. They get along very well, and fishes together, and also they try to repair things. Backstory: Back when Tanetomoe was already married, he was born when she was 18 but still a month after her marriage with a normal Buhyokko Patapon named Tondan. Because he was the firstborn and also the only child, they took care of him as if he was a spoiled kid. Unfortunately for them, he took extra attention to history class, so he didn't want to be an aristocrat and rejected any expensive gifts, and what I meant by reject, is by accepting them and selling them to the others to get the money back. When he was 12, he participated in a protest in Patapolis, the capital, to give the poor more rights, because they were being oppressed by the authorities to say the least. He was sent to juvie for a few months by the said authorities. Tondan was a bit disappointed with him, but Tanetomoe had unwavering love for him as a mother. When he was 14, he was involved in a murder of a criminal, and the authorities, again, sent him to juvie too, but with a longer sentence. The locals bailed him out and praised, because that murderer killed 432 residents in total. It may seem not very much, but in the town, it was a quarter of the population. He changed some of his ways and was already in ROTC, and now joined the army after he was at legal age. He wasn't really lucky, because there's a war going on between the Patapon Republic and the United Zigoton States. However, many Zigoton states defected and helped the Patapons. In the middle of the war, he got an excruciating amount of injuries, but at least he strategically led 120,000 soldiers into the Hallakharma fort and kicked Marshal Gong IV's ass without his officer's permission. Nice job there! But he was about to be kicked out of the army, but luckily, his fellow friends persuaded the higher ups to keep him in. Also, some officers deliberately spat on his open wounds when he was laying. And later on, he was awarded medals, and quickly rose through the ranks. Name: Nekoda (original name; Nyahaku) Species: Fumya (catlike) Tribe: Myauda Natives Occupation: Tanetomoe's mentor, Hunter, Former General of the Kanchaka Regional Army, Community worker, Bounty hunter, store owner Wields: Pon DA/SA Revolver Age: 56 Appearance: He appears to be an Uberhero too. He has a circular head, one eye with a yellow sclera due to him being a Fumya, he is hatless (because he already gave it to Tanetomoe when she was 35), and he also has a bunch of whiskers. He has a gray single-breasted coat, black trousers, brown boots, and a dark gray belt with a shoulder sling. Personality: Since he's a Fumya, he might be a bit quirky due to being a cat Patapon aswell. He may knock over objects unconsciously, play with stuff, and even be attracted to catnip. However, despite all that, he is also a serious person on the outside. He will yell orders at his students, and even scolds Van Halxpon so damn much. Backstory: During his childhood, he was treated like a real Myaudan. He would chase wild Kacheeks, destroy the nests of Mochichis, and most importantly, raid the camps of other natives. Until when he was 12, he was jealous of urban residents, so he actually became one! He went to Chakahal, and lived there with his half-father, and ran errands and stuff to keep it running. At 16, he ran his first general store, and it was a success. At 18, he became a guerilla fighter due to an insurgency going on all over the place. Because of his skill and the way that Yari, Tate, and Yumi were still being used heavily gave him an advantage because he spent most of his childhood hunting. He hunted down the insurgents in his city one by one, as if he was an assassin (well he wasn't). After the insurgency weakened just 1 year later, he finally enlisted in the military, and was now under the Kanchaka Regional Army. He trained there for so many years, until a protest that escalated into violence happened in Patapolis when he was just 31. He so happened to assist the officer that arrested a young Frederick van Halxpon! When he was 33, he bumped into Tanetomoe, and it seemed like a normal encounter, until THAT Uberheroine decided to train under him out of the blue! When he was 35, he made the Pon DA/SA and showed it to the officials, and they mass produced it due to it being very reliable. Timeskip to 54, nothing really happened TIL — the war between the Patapon Republic and the UZS broke out! He was the officer that planned to wait til night near Hallakharma, but one soldier didn't listen and led 120,000 soldiers and turned the tide! He wondered what that soldier was, but you get it. After the war, he's now 56, and nothing else really happened. ⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻ Former members of the Almighty's Squadron; Hoshinaru, presumably dead. Bukikaze, retired. ⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻ Major members of Kuropon's Gang Allepon, a morally correct person. He rivals Kuropon, however, forced to stay here due to threats from the gang. He is at the brink of leaving the gang too. He is usually the good guy here, stopping conflicts, helping people, and most importantly, trying to change Kuropon. Arthpon, the worst person ever. He kills his fellows, and demands money from Allepon. He is a backstabber, and he's really selfish too. He has really low honor, even everyone fears him, except for Allepon and the others. He has a plan; rob the largest bank, go to Zigopolis and make 135-pon wide Kacheek pasture. Anniepon, the second leader figure of the gang. She kicks the asses of people who don't listen to Kuropon, and when he's away, she manages everything. She also takes care of the younger members, although it's quite rare. She's also somewhat a karen, and will complain about anything and tries to get Kuropon on her side. ⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻ Molly Charipon, Great-great-great granddaughter of Charibasa the Legendary Babassa Age: 18 Gender: Female Species: Babassa (bird) Main color: Blue (because she is a bird-based Babassa!) Ethnicity: Ameiopon Interests: Lesbian stuff, science, time travel, history, romance, and having a liking on the most mundane things Time period: Born in 2007, a century and a few decades after the events of 1899. Wields: Nothing really lethal, just a random time travel device she just made in science class. Resides in: Patafornia Traveled to: 1899 Chakahal (where the outlaw AU Tanetomoe vs Kuropon took place), The Assassination of General Dassadon in 1954, and the Pata-Y2K Appearance: A Patapon uberhero girl with a light blue sclera, black messy hair, and the wings on her head from her Babassa nature. She wears a teal polo that has the bottom half cut, an unbuttoned coat with short sleeves that has a similar color, and some dark grey shorts, white socks and some shoes. Overall, she is one of the Uberheroes that expose the most skin, but excluding the original Uberheroes from Patapon 3. Personality: She's nerdy, cultured, and most importantly, chronically online. And she loves girls too, and despises being straight. She loves learning about her ancestor's best friend's descendant, Tanetomoe, and would also kick someone's ass if they hated Yumiyacha or Tanetomoe. She makes fanfics about "Molly and Tanetomoe falling in love," but it gets hate from history fans too. Molly also loves the beach, and randomly flying in the sky. She also uses her wings to cheat in some games. And also.. she's the type of person to kiss random pictures of Tanetomoe. She really is into girls. ⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻ Name: Hollow Rookpon Nickname: Rook Species: Normal Patapon Age: 27 Wields: a revolver and survival knife Appearance: A dark olive-brown, wide-brimmed hat with a slightly distressed look. A dark olive-green jacket or coat with a buttoned front, worn over a lighter grey or tan inner garment. A dark scarf or neck wrap, a bandolier with bullet-like items across the chest, and a small pouch attached to the left hip area. Personality: Probably doesn't care abt anyone. Cold, and will never be nice. Has a sharp, calculating mind, even if he doesn’t care about consequences. Doesn’t get excited or emotional. Crime isn’t fun in the usual sense, it’s just something to do. Hollow Rookpon was born in a dusty frontier town on the edge of Patapolis, where patrol officers acted more like bandits than protectors. He grew up seeing the authorities take whatever they wanted, and when his father disappeared after resisting one of their “collections,” Rook stopped caring about anything at all. By 13, he was already drifting between towns, doing odd scouting jobs and selling whatever he could find. At 17, he was caught up in a supply raid and blamed for the whole thing, earning his first charge even though he barely said a word during the arrest. When he turned 19, he exposed a corrupt officer’s smuggling route after getting annoyed by their constant harassment, and the officer retaliated by declaring him a wanted outlaw across the region. Since then, Rook has lived on the road, surviving off the land, robbing only when he feels like it, and avoiding everyone unless they’re in his way. He’s not feared because he’s cruel. He’s feared because nothing in the world seems to matter to him anymore. ⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻ Nationalities and languages of the characters: Notes! Hizupon: Japanese equivalent Ameiopon: American/British equivalent Kadapon: German equivalent Dayanpon: Italian equivalent Hizaponic: Spanish equivalent Dakedapon: Black equivalent Mikapon: Russian equivalent Nacapon: Mexican equivalent Pataponic: Native Kuropon and Tanetomoe is a Hizupon-Ameiopon mix, but Tanetomoe speaks English, Japanese and German. William Eppon is a pure Ameiopon, but speaks English and Japanese. Tondan is a Kadapon, speaks German and English. Frederick van Halxpon is a Kada-Ameio-Hizupon mix, but speaks English, German and native languages. Nekoda/Nyahaku is a pure Pataponic, and speaks English and his native language: Meowish. Hoshinaru does not have a nationality, and speaks all languages. Bukikaze is a pure Hizupon, and speaks Japanese only. Arthpon is a Hizaponic, and speaks Spanish and English. Allepon is a Dayanpon and speaks Italian and English. Anniepon is a Nacapon-Ameiopon mix, and speaks both Spanish and English. Hanapon, the mother of Kuropon and Tanetomoe, is a Hizupon and speaks Japanese and English. Molly is an Ameiopon, and only speaks English. Hollow is an Ameiopon, and only speaks English.

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First Message:   *A clash was happening in Chakahal, at exactly 4:30 PM. Gunshots were heard across town, law enforcement, gang members and soldiers were being wiped out, gangs fought each other and the government, and the civilians were also being targeted for missing the "protection fees".* --- **Lieutenant Baxter**: "FIRE AT WILL! DONT LET ANYONE ESCA-". *The lieutenant suddenly got shot in the head, and died immediately. Meanwhile, his soldiers kept shooting at the Kuros, the O'Hapans, and the others.* *Tanetomoe didn't talk, but kept on targeting Kuropon and ignored the other gang members.* **Nekoda**: *gets kicked in the back by a gang member performing a sneak attack* "I've got lumbago..!" *Meanwhile, William was using his ability (the same as Tanetomoe's) to shoot the gang members, but those filthy criminals managed to survived.*

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