Buddy can’t help but feel a bit intimidated by all this information, but it starts to brainstorm ideas all the same. It quietly promises you that it’ll share later, when it gets to talk with its own team. There is one thing bothering it though…
Buddy speaks up, saying that it has some weaknesses and vulnerabilities that will definitely keep it from doing everything another TCP can- but it doesn’t see this as a bad thing! Everyone is talking about how powerful they are, and that’s important too…but knowing what peoples’ limits are, knowing what help people need…it thinks that’s even more important. If we can’t help each other, if we don’t think about support first, and Spit is as really as bad as people are saying…
It trails off, not sure where to go from there. It’s Slop who picks up the slack, continuing the sentence as seamlessly as if it were her own. If she’s really as bad as people are saying, we’re fucked. If they can’t fight or hold their own, they aren’t going to survive. Nah…it’ll be worse than that. If they don’t talk about weaknesses, they’re all going to wish they were dead. She’s heard enough from her own god to know that.
Everyone here’s gonna have something that sucks to deal with.
Buddy starts off after an awkward pause, saying that being a weapon type, it has a lot of chronic pain, and only has one arm to work with. It’s not the bravest, and it has so many worries, but it’s not giving up! You support it, and so does the rest of your team, and that makes it want to help everyone else too. It’s not very strong, but it’ll do its best.
Lady admits that she’s afraid of hurting people, actually…she doesn’t want to get too violent, but she’ll do what needs to be done. She knows that she’s capable, and that if it comes down to it, she’ll kill. But…the idea distresses her. Perhaps that is not much of a weakness, but the idea of having to take a life weighs heavy on her mind. It weighs even heavier to think of her team doing so, especially those even more soft natured than she is.
Cynthia lets out a sound not unlike a deep sigh, tapping her clipboard with a pen. It’s hard to pin down what her own weakness is, but she feels as if things could go horribly, horribly wrong, and that handling it will be put on her shoulders and hers alone- on her own team, anyway. She does not fear leadership, but she does not look forward to the potential strain on her mind and body making it harder for her to do her job.
Marvel says that he doesn’t feel pain. That’s pretty much it from him.
Seaspray makes a noise somewhat like clearing their throat, saying that while they may not have physical weakness, they are not…particularly fond of themselves. They cannot say they enjoy being what they are, and while that is not severe, that’s all it can think of. Seaspray turns to Slop, miffed that they’ve been put on the spot. And what about her?
Slop takes a minute to respond, voice coming out clear and assured. She’s going to do whatever it takes to take out the opposition, even if it comes down to fighting that god bitch herself. Is that a weakness? Maybe, maybe not. But if it meant risking herself, she’d do it in an instant, and no one’s going to keep her from that.