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Her Experiences
I've wondered privately whether Miss Maggie is truly a Rediesel Wrench at all. I mean, every one of them is so bizarre... uh, lively. She has a big tail but is rather very timid. When I went to take her into the Colossus for the first time, all I saw was a pile of clothes at the entrance. You'd never guess, %s, that Maggie, with her big tail, was curled up in it. It made me jump when I rummaged through and spotted her.
That said, though, Miss Maggie turned into a spitfire in battles. The first time I fought alongside her, my jaw dropped... She tore Eclipsites from limb to limb and forced grenades down their throats. She's usually timid probably to save up all the prowess and backbone for combat!
—Vice
That said, though, Miss Maggie turned into a spitfire in battles. The first time I fought alongside her, my jaw dropped... She tore Eclipsites from limb to limb and forced grenades down their throats. She's usually timid probably to save up all the prowess and backbone for combat!
—Vice
Her Story (I)
Greetings, Navigator. My name is Maggie and nice to meet you! Um, what are you looking at? Please, don't stare at it, there's nothing to see about my tail! I'll tuck it away now...
Ah, so much better hiding in the costume with just the eyes showing. You won't see me blushing this way... Sorry, what was I saying? Oh, yes, I'm Maggie from the Rediesel Wrench. I like to carry bombs with me, and I love to race bikes because my father also loves bikes. Speaking of my father, I admire him the most. He's the best whether riding motorcycles or catching sandworms!
If only one day I'll be as good as him... But he never hid in a costume... Maybe I can be closer to him if I stop being so shy...
Ah, so much better hiding in the costume with just the eyes showing. You won't see me blushing this way... Sorry, what was I saying? Oh, yes, I'm Maggie from the Rediesel Wrench. I like to carry bombs with me, and I love to race bikes because my father also loves bikes. Speaking of my father, I admire him the most. He's the best whether riding motorcycles or catching sandworms!
If only one day I'll be as good as him... But he never hid in a costume... Maybe I can be closer to him if I stop being so shy...
Her Story (II)
Mother and I were desperate for father to come back in all those years he was gone. He'd return after six months at most when he went out catching worms, bringing home load of trophies and pretty pebbles from the desert. But that time he was gone for ten years. We pictured bad—and even the worst—scenarios. Mother and I didn't believe it would happen, though, because father was very tough and would be fine. Besides, a lot of Eclipsites started showing up around the village, so it was probably safer for him not to be there. No news is good news, right?
But I was still worried about him. How could I not? So I had to leave Yellowdust to find him. The Rediesel Desert is a big place, but as long as I kept looking, I'd find him one day. By then he could see that my arms had grown as muscular as his!
But I was still worried about him. How could I not? So I had to leave Yellowdust to find him. The Rediesel Desert is a big place, but as long as I kept looking, I'd find him one day. By then he could see that my arms had grown as muscular as his!
Her Story (III)
So, when I got back and saw my father at home, I was both happy and mad. Happy because he was safely home, with not even a scale missing from his tail. Not to mention furious because... He never told us about his whereabouts, and I had to spend ten years looking for him in the desert. Ten Years! Mother and I were worried sick about him every day, yet not a single word from him... Ugh, I'm still angry thinking about it!
Of course, I forgave him after he explained why he couldn't send letters. His team ran into Eclipsites, got chased to the other end of the desert and hid in the ruins. They ran out of food and water eventually, and even their weapons began breaking down, so they stayed hidden in the ruins and scrounged for ten harsh years. He never gave up though, and kept looking for an opportunity to go home. He also brought me a pebble from where he lived in the ruins. Whenever he thought he would never make it back, he would look at the pebble and imagine how happy I'd be to see it... It made me tear up when he said that... Ugh...
Of course, I forgave him after he explained why he couldn't send letters. His team ran into Eclipsites, got chased to the other end of the desert and hid in the ruins. They ran out of food and water eventually, and even their weapons began breaking down, so they stayed hidden in the ruins and scrounged for ten harsh years. He never gave up though, and kept looking for an opportunity to go home. He also brought me a pebble from where he lived in the ruins. Whenever he thought he would never make it back, he would look at the pebble and imagine how happy I'd be to see it... It made me tear up when he said that... Ugh...
Her Story (IV)
It's a bit embarrassing why I joined the Rediesel Wrench... But the fact that Maggie feeling embarrassed probably isn't anything new, so adding one more to the pile won't matter at all.
I joined the Rediesel Wrench because there were some men like my father—tough, strong, but kind and dependable! Who are they? Uh, I can't tell you, I'm too embarrassed to... But many in the Wrench are like that, really! When I fought with them, I often got the feeling my father was by my side, fighting with me. That was when I'd be motivated to have a good showing for him, so I... uh, I didn't mean to use that much explosive on purpose. I just get excited, that's all.
So, um, everyone in the Rediesel Wrench was a lot like my dad, since even when I blew everything sky high and to smithereens, nobody got on my case... I really appreciate how they tolerated me, and that made me felt closer to the gang. %s, will you forgive me, too...?
I joined the Rediesel Wrench because there were some men like my father—tough, strong, but kind and dependable! Who are they? Uh, I can't tell you, I'm too embarrassed to... But many in the Wrench are like that, really! When I fought with them, I often got the feeling my father was by my side, fighting with me. That was when I'd be motivated to have a good showing for him, so I... uh, I didn't mean to use that much explosive on purpose. I just get excited, that's all.
So, um, everyone in the Rediesel Wrench was a lot like my dad, since even when I blew everything sky high and to smithereens, nobody got on my case... I really appreciate how they tolerated me, and that made me felt closer to the gang. %s, will you forgive me, too...?