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Frederick Feller and his crew nodded on Quartz's instruction, completely preparing their weapons and entering their combative stances. The box-headed businessman's weapon appears to be an ordinary handgun. "I think our designated recon unit will be checking out the house for a bit," he turned...

"Noted," Frederick acknowledged the root's visible presence, only to stumble on it and land face first in an almost deliberate manner. "This weed can assassinate y'all," the man jumped up as if nothing happened, immediately gesturing to the hazard as he hastily informed his crew. They nodded...

Hmm... Since the RP Frederick Feller was in is no longer active, I guess I could now have him participate in this event.

@JexMix

The group began following her once more, with Frederick and the man with the spiders following her closely as the other three followed from behind, with two of them chatting to each other. "So... Now that there's the big spidey in our ranks, I'm interested to know your opinion towards spiders,"...

"That's what an ideal guard pet should be, after all," he shrugged in response. One of his arachnid pets in the past had too much of the latter and he was reminded of that. They all nodded as if by instinct, each one with their own response. It is this very exact moment when the fellow in the...

"The gentle kind, I see? It's good to know that he eats humans in moderation," he stood up and glanced at the other fellows to see their current status. It appears that Frederick Feller is casually conversing with the man in the black coat as well as the man with the bucket helmet. "Ok, how's...

"I'm pulling bets that they're some dumb civilians in a forest trip," Frederick Feller crawled out of the bushes like a soldier on a battlefield. The other members slowly emerged in response to this, with the fifth member uncloaking himself behind the others without saying anything. As they took...

The group silently nodded in response to her orders, focused on remaining unnoticeable to the point that all but Frederick Feller and the member with the spiders were unable to notice the presence of Quartz's pitbull-sized spider. They continued to wait, silent and still until the incoming...

The man with the spiders ran off to hide in a different spot while Quartz shoved the unresisting units one by one, with Frederick deciding to hide beside Quartz. The group, excluding the one who has yet to return, remained silent and sat still within the bushes that hid them as per her order...

"When the time serves right", he gently accepts the spider and allows it to crawl up to his left shoulder and sit there. Several seconds later, the black-hooded squad member that was way behind the group could be found walking beside Frederick Feller. "I shall now conduct reconnaissance. Should...

The first few minutes of the walk were uneventful. Once those minutes have passed, one of the member's pace had suddenly slowed down as if something is blocking the way. "From what pits of hell did all these come from!?" the bucket-headed man with the flamethrower exclaimed in annoyance as he...

The member who went out after Quartz conjured a black staff seemingly out of nowhere, twirling it and using one of its ends to close the door before running to unite with the group. "Well, looks like no one is left behind!" said the bucket-headed guy with the flamethrower and grenades. The rest...

"Alright, let's do this. Prep your weapons and recheck those lil' magics of yours" Frederick clapped loudly as he finished wedging the truck into its parking place. In a nearly explosive fashion, he and his group (excluding the member that Quartz was sitting on) immediately grabbed their...

"Oh no," one of the men muttered sarcastically, seemingly jeering to his speechless comrade in a helmet-piercing manner, "Looks like the urban legend is real after all." Meanwhile, Frederick would nod in agreement as he made the car head northwest, intending to follow that road once he reaches...

"They serve several purposes," he began to explain as if no one was tapping on his 'helmet', "First, they help us keep our secret identities from bad guys. Second, they protect us from headshots. Third, it allows us to bang our heads on things and be perfectly fine, which is the most important...

"Ghastly macaroni!" Frederick exclaimed in surprise, jolting and turning towards the sudden head staring straight from just outside his window. "Oh, pleased to meet you, Quartz Krystal!" he swiftly regained his composure, glancing at the 'personnel' who brought up a topic that they had been...

The Following Day... "And that is how pesticides are made!" Frederick Feller discussed with the men inside the truck as he drove his way into the city. Just as he had planned, he and the group he called his "Pest Patrol Party" drove into the city in the earliest morning, lightly polluting the...

"Now that I have all that I needed so far, I believe that we shall meet some other time. For now, farewell, Quartz!" Frederick Feller waved goodbye to the acquaintance as he pocketed his phone and turned around to leave, almost losing balance from the weight of the carriage on his back. Perhaps...

"Frederick Feller's the name, contact should say the same," he rhymed as he waited for her to finish inputting the data into her phone. Once she is done with registering his phone into her contacts, he would ask for her number and contact name, ready to tap his fingers on where the phone's...