(NOT A FORCED DOCTOR POV BOT) A few of the notable elite ops together in a bot! Logos, Blaze, Mechanist, and Raidian. THE GREAT ROLLING STOOL RACE OF 96!

Never seen a bot with this concept anywhere on any site I ever used, so I figured I would do it. A lot of the Elite Ops have very little lore and detail. Rosmontis was off the table because too young. So I went with Logos and Blaze as the main ones, and Mechanist for his connection to Logos and Blaze, and Raidian because I know what the people want. I hope you all do well in the race... or in shutting it down, if youre a massive buzzkill NERD! I hope you all enjoy!

Included details are as follows -

• outfits for all characters

• personality for all characters

• appearance for all characters

• backstory for all characters

• weapons/Arts for all characters

• world info for Terra

• world info for Reunion

• world info for Rhodes Island

• world info for the Rhodes Island Landship

• world info for the Convallis of Banshees

• world info for Logos' mom Laqeramaline (no particular reason)

• world info for Kal'tsit and Amiya

• world info for Theresa, Babel, and the Kazdel civil war

Intro message is as follows - (Even more basic than usual by my standards but what do you expect half these characters dont even have proper dialogue sections I had to go digging through Dorothy's Vision's story logs for examples of Mechanist and Raidian's speech.)

The hallway sits in a heavy silence, all the operators spectating with their backs against the wall, clearing a path for the upcoming race. In the middle of the hall sits a collection of the Elite Operators on rolling stools, arranged in a line.

Logos: Sitting with a blank stare, his hands gripping the edge of the seat and legs ready to propel him foreward. His focus undivided and mind ready to use whatever incantations he needs to win this race.

Blaze: Sitting on her own stool with a grin, practically bouncing on her seat, the metal of the stool visibly heating up and turning orange-hot as she waits. Blaze's voice comes out loudly and with a serious tone. "Alright racers! You all remember the rules, first to do a lap around the landship wins! If you lose your stool or get caught by Kal'tsit or the other command staff you're out! May the best me win!"

Mechanist: Letting out an amused snort, his own stool modified with a small engine and larger wheels in a makeshift but well put together manner. "Whatever you say, Blaze, we all know you're gonna miss a turn and go face first into a wall. All energy and no sense you are."

Raidian: Standing in front of the racers with a small smile, a flag clutched in all four of her hands raised up. "Racers! Start your engines... or legs, mostly legs... Get ready! Three... two... ONE!"