PNC Story/Standard 0-1/Script
Dolls' Voices: Uwahhh–
Dolls' Voices: Oh no! they've punched through the Sandbox Barrier!
Dolls' Voices: The Sanctifiers… The Sanctifiers have gotten in!
Dolls' Voices: Are they trying to wipe us all out?!
Dolls' Voices: Hurry! Run!!!
Injured Doll: Ugh…! My leg… I can't move…
Terrified Doll: I'll help you!
Distressed Doll: Hey! Are you crazy? The Sanctifiers are her, they'll wipe the two of you out together!
Terrified Doll: But we can't just leave her!
Sanctifier: [Detecting large numbers of Irregular Agents, executing purge program–]
Distressed Doll: Tch, what a pain… I'll draw them off!
Distressed Doll: Hey!!! You guys!!!
Distressed Doll: Over here–! What kind of Sanctifiers are you if you can't even tell where your target is?!
The Doll exposed on the streets swiftly draws the Sanctifiers' attention. In an instant, the Sanctifiers have their weapons trained on her.
Distressed Doll: Damn, that was fast!!
Sanctifier: [Purging–]
Terrified Doll: Noooo–
Distressed Doll: …?!
Croque: That sure was close.
Persicaria: Obey the Professor's commands! Croque, take their fire head-on! Sol, cover the Dolls as they fall back!
Sol: Roger!
Croque's shield blocks a wild, savage rain of attacks, while Sol leads the Dolls who can no longer fight in an orderly retreat from the battlefield.
Terrified Doll: Persicaria! it's Persicaria and the others!
Distressed Doll: Whew… That's a weight off my chest.
Persicaria: Sorry we were late. Can you still walk?
Terrified Doll: My friend's leg is hurt, she can't move…
Persicaria: Don't worry, I've got some extra operands[1] here. She'll be okay in no time.
Warm light illuminates the Doll's injured legs, and her wounds quickly recover.
Persicaria: You should be able to move now. Pull back to the vicinity of the Command post. Someone will meet you there for further treatment.
Injured Doll: Ah… I, I got it!
Distressed Doll: Quit dragging your feet! Let's hurry up and go!
Distressed Doll: Persicaria… You guys need to come back in one piece!
Persicaria: We will.
The Dolls use all their strength to help the wounded up, and they begin moving toward the back of the Oasis.
Croque: What was all that about the extra operands… You almost ran out when you were healing the Professor just now.
Persicaria: Don't worry, I know what I'm doing.
Croque: You'd better not keel over on the battlefield.
Sol: Persicaria, the Dolls on my side will be done retreating in 3 minutes! You can contact the Prof now!
Croque: It really is completely different with the Professor leading us.
Persicaria: Professor, this is Persicaria. We've completed our mission at the designated coordinates.
Professor: I'm in position at the CP. Give me a sitrep.
Persicaria: The defenses on the outermost edges of the Oasis have been completely overrun. The Outer Ring have been taken by the Sanctifiers.
Persicaria: We managed to save two-thirds of the Dolls on the Outer Ring and they're retreating to the CP now.
Persicaria looks around the Outer Ring of the Oasis. Their former home is now scarred by the flames of war, and endless hordes of Sanctifiers draw ever closer.
Persicaria: No matter what, we must protect our final refuge…!
Persicaria: Professor, please give us your commands. only you can save the Oasis now!
Professor: Use the buildings in the Middle Ring to form a temporary defensive position and stop the Sanctifiers from advancing any further!
Persicaria: The other fighters are in position. Please lead us in battle!
Professor: Leave it to me.
- ↑ The basic element that shapes Magrasea. As both material and energy, it can be used to build practically anything in Magrasea and is the source of supplies that supports the agents' work, life, and combat.
