- 青枳
- ポンシラス
- 폰사이러스
Poncirus
Vanguard — Pioneer
Blocks 2 enemies
- SS04
- Melee
- DP-Recovery
- Defense
Bonuses
[Code Name] Poncirus
[Gender] Female
[Combat Experience] None
[Place of Birth] Siesta
[Date of Birth] Nov 21
[Race] Liberi
[Height] 155cm
[Infection Status]
Confirmed Infected by medical examination.
[Gender] Female
[Combat Experience] None
[Place of Birth] Siesta
[Date of Birth] Nov 21
[Race] Liberi
[Height] 155cm
[Infection Status]
Confirmed Infected by medical examination.
[Physical Strength] Standard
[Mobility] Normal
[Physical Resilience] Normal
[Tactical Acumen] Normal
[Combat Skill] Normal
[Originium Arts Assimilation] Standard
[Mobility] Normal
[Physical Resilience] Normal
[Tactical Acumen] Normal
[Combat Skill] Normal
[Originium Arts Assimilation] Standard
Poncirus, a civil engineer by training who has previously worked on the construction, renovation, and demolition of buildings in places such as Columbia and Siesta. Recommended to Rhodes Island by Dr. Ceylon, she is currently aboard Rhodes Island for Oripathy treatment. At the same time, she has entered into a cooperation agreement with Engineering and assists Rhodes Island with the refurbishment and renovation of its indoor spaces on a part-time basis.
Imaging tests show the indistinct outlines of internal organs, obscured by abnormal shadows. Originium granules detected in the circulatory system. The subject is confirmed to be infected with Oripathy.
[Cell-Originium Assimilation] 3%
Operator Poncirus's infection is on the mild side. No Originium crystal distribution is visible on the surface of the body.
[Blood Originium-Crystal Density] 0.19u/L
Based on Poncirus's personal account, she contracted Oripathy when an Originium explosive was accidentally set off. Her condition is currently stable.
Many Medical Department members were dumbfounded upon learning the origins of her infection—'You mean it's possible to get infected like that?!'
'Huh? My density's about the same as a non-Infected? Does that mean my condition isn't very serious? I'm so lucky—'
'Uh... Poncirus? I really don't think you can call yourself lucky...'
[Cell-Originium Assimilation] 3%
Operator Poncirus's infection is on the mild side. No Originium crystal distribution is visible on the surface of the body.
[Blood Originium-Crystal Density] 0.19u/L
Based on Poncirus's personal account, she contracted Oripathy when an Originium explosive was accidentally set off. Her condition is currently stable.
Many Medical Department members were dumbfounded upon learning the origins of her infection—'You mean it's possible to get infected like that?!'
'Huh? My density's about the same as a non-Infected? Does that mean my condition isn't very serious? I'm so lucky—'
'Uh... Poncirus? I really don't think you can call yourself lucky...'
Operator Poncirus, real name Ann-Maier Andieross. She emphasized that although she's lived in Columbia for as long as she can remember, she is nonetheless a Siestan with a fondness for sourness.
When she first arrived at Rhodes Island with Dr. Ceylon's invitation in hand, Poncirus headed to the Medical Department for a routine checkup before her Oripathy treatment. Yet she did not meet up with the Medic operator in charge of welcoming her aboard. Instead, she somehow wandered into Aak's laboratory. Even more terrifying, Aak was currently holding an R&D seminar on a sour orange-citron hybrid painkiller, which somehow led to her being accepted as a volunteer in the clinical trial.
Through Warfarin's notes on the seminar, we learned that the development of this new painkiller was a failure. It seems that although its painkilling effect was as effective as expected, it had the side effect of making its users experience an intense sour taste for an extended period of time, which the majority of volunteers found unbearable. Poncirus was the only one who adapted to it well. She appeared visibly happy, and excitedly discussed the origin of the fruit that served as its primary ingredient with Aak.
Upon learning of Poncirus's continued misfortunes, Warfarin began to show an interest in her 'strange characteristics.' As such, she applied to be Poncirus's primary physician. The seminar records show that they found a more worthwhile subject to research, and after repeated verification it was determined that this was indeed Poncirus herself.
[Medical Department Voice Logs]
'Hey, you heard? Dr. Warfarin said she's going to personally treat that new Siestan patient!'
'Huh? THAT Dr. Warfarin? Well... she has my condolences.'
'I feel like they're actually getting along okay, though!
'I mean, the patient broke the doorknob by accident when she left the office, but Dr. Warfarin wasn't mad at all. She even made that face she normally only makes when she's doing experiments!'
When she first arrived at Rhodes Island with Dr. Ceylon's invitation in hand, Poncirus headed to the Medical Department for a routine checkup before her Oripathy treatment. Yet she did not meet up with the Medic operator in charge of welcoming her aboard. Instead, she somehow wandered into Aak's laboratory. Even more terrifying, Aak was currently holding an R&D seminar on a sour orange-citron hybrid painkiller, which somehow led to her being accepted as a volunteer in the clinical trial.
Through Warfarin's notes on the seminar, we learned that the development of this new painkiller was a failure. It seems that although its painkilling effect was as effective as expected, it had the side effect of making its users experience an intense sour taste for an extended period of time, which the majority of volunteers found unbearable. Poncirus was the only one who adapted to it well. She appeared visibly happy, and excitedly discussed the origin of the fruit that served as its primary ingredient with Aak.
Upon learning of Poncirus's continued misfortunes, Warfarin began to show an interest in her 'strange characteristics.' As such, she applied to be Poncirus's primary physician. The seminar records show that they found a more worthwhile subject to research, and after repeated verification it was determined that this was indeed Poncirus herself.
[Medical Department Voice Logs]
'Hey, you heard? Dr. Warfarin said she's going to personally treat that new Siestan patient!'
'Huh? THAT Dr. Warfarin? Well... she has my condolences.'
'I feel like they're actually getting along okay, though!
'I mean, the patient broke the doorknob by accident when she left the office, but Dr. Warfarin wasn't mad at all. She even made that face she normally only makes when she's doing experiments!'
'Well, they weren't completely to blame... It's true that we weren't in the nomadic city, and they didn't really follow normal demolition procedures, but who could've known the Originium explosives would blast the debris that far away?
'And the shard just happened to come crashing through the window of the temporary dorm. And I just happened to be walking down that hallway, and just happened to get cut by glass shards tainted with Originium dust...'
When she got to this point, Poncirus earnestly summarized her entire life as equally uneventful. However, given this series of unfortunate events, 'uneventful' may be a particularly unconvincing turn of phrase, especially considering how every single person who heard the story of her infection came away dumbfounded—there were simply too many once-in-a-blue-moon coincidences involved. Fortunately, Poncirus herself was relatively optimistic about this event that completely changed her life from the ground up.
Even after being infected by Oripathy, she was unwilling to become a Pioneer. By chance, she heard that Siesta was about to migrate to a nomadic city and was recruiting workers for the big move. Remembering how her late grandfather had always wanted her to go back to Siesta to see it for herself, and realizing that she had no memory of its beaches, she began her journey to find both her homeland and a job.
Although a homecoming journey certainly sounds nice, in reality, she was throwing her fate to the winds by hitchhiking across the barrens... and of course, given her luck, she was merely drifting around all over the place while stopping at several false 'destinations.' By the time she finally arrived in Siesta, everyone had already moved to the nomadic city, and the old Siesta was already buried under a mountain of volcanic ash.
Let us list her misfortunes, then: while working as an intern, the company she worked for pinned the blame on her before she even graduated from college; unable to find any other work, she joined a small demolition crew, only to become infected; she was swindled out of the money meant for her healthcare premium by a con-man; she was taken to some far-flung backwater during the trip to her homeland; and in the end, she didn't even get to see its beaches with her own eyes... If you ignore the odds of all these unfortunate events happening one after another, and looked at her past experiences through a different lens, you'd find that she is a strong and stubborn woman—just like the Siestans who bid their homeland farewell to build a new one.
'Of course I'd never give up so easily. I mean, my talents and abilities are nothing to write home about, but...
'Huh? You think I'm earnest, responsible, and a true professional... just that I've got terrible luck?
'I. Really. Don't. Think. So!'
'And the shard just happened to come crashing through the window of the temporary dorm. And I just happened to be walking down that hallway, and just happened to get cut by glass shards tainted with Originium dust...'
When she got to this point, Poncirus earnestly summarized her entire life as equally uneventful. However, given this series of unfortunate events, 'uneventful' may be a particularly unconvincing turn of phrase, especially considering how every single person who heard the story of her infection came away dumbfounded—there were simply too many once-in-a-blue-moon coincidences involved. Fortunately, Poncirus herself was relatively optimistic about this event that completely changed her life from the ground up.
Even after being infected by Oripathy, she was unwilling to become a Pioneer. By chance, she heard that Siesta was about to migrate to a nomadic city and was recruiting workers for the big move. Remembering how her late grandfather had always wanted her to go back to Siesta to see it for herself, and realizing that she had no memory of its beaches, she began her journey to find both her homeland and a job.
Although a homecoming journey certainly sounds nice, in reality, she was throwing her fate to the winds by hitchhiking across the barrens... and of course, given her luck, she was merely drifting around all over the place while stopping at several false 'destinations.' By the time she finally arrived in Siesta, everyone had already moved to the nomadic city, and the old Siesta was already buried under a mountain of volcanic ash.
Let us list her misfortunes, then: while working as an intern, the company she worked for pinned the blame on her before she even graduated from college; unable to find any other work, she joined a small demolition crew, only to become infected; she was swindled out of the money meant for her healthcare premium by a con-man; she was taken to some far-flung backwater during the trip to her homeland; and in the end, she didn't even get to see its beaches with her own eyes... If you ignore the odds of all these unfortunate events happening one after another, and looked at her past experiences through a different lens, you'd find that she is a strong and stubborn woman—just like the Siestans who bid their homeland farewell to build a new one.
'Of course I'd never give up so easily. I mean, my talents and abilities are nothing to write home about, but...
'Huh? You think I'm earnest, responsible, and a true professional... just that I've got terrible luck?
'I. Really. Don't. Think. So!'
Operator Poncirus's grandfather holds a very important place in her heart.
He used to be a construction worker in Old Siesta. When Siesta was but a small coastal gathering spot, her grandfather, still a young punk at the time, worked himself to the bone for the future of his seaside town. Even after Poncirus was born, her grandfather was still active on the frontlines of Siestan construction, albeit doing less intensive bricklaying and plastering work while putting his experience and sharp eyes to work. Of course, his perseverance in building Siesta was rooted completely in his own personal interests and faith.
'Grandpa once told me that back when he helped out in the mines, he once met a young scholar. The scholar told him that she wished the children of Siesta would get to live in a city full of love and kindness.
'He really agreed with what she said, so that became his vision of a 'mature' Siesta.'
Yet before he could see Siesta turn into what he always envisioned, the entire family moved away from the seaside town. According to Poncirus, not long after she was born, her family moved to a nomadic city in Columbia because of her parents' work arrangements. She told us that her parents were usually busy, and it was her grandfather who was always by her side throughout childhood. Similarly, it was through her grandfather's stories that she learned everything she knew about Siesta. The thing that vexed her the most was that right up until her grandfather passed away, her family had never returned to Siesta.
'When I was a kid, I thought my grandpa had really weird tastes. He always had a dried slice of sour orange in his water, he always added sour orange dressing to his salads, he always sprinkled sour orange powder on his fried beast steaks, and he even added a few drops of sour orange juice whenever he had ice cream. He did it so much that even I ended up liking sourness—or sour oranges, to be exact.
'I used to think that he just liked the taste, but then I found out that the last local dish he had before leaving Siesta was a sour orange pie.
'Actually, the sour oranges produced in Old Siesta were very sweet when ripe, but the people there liked to eat them unripe. Now I get it. The incomplete Siesta he worked on was a sour orange, and the city of love and kindness that he dreamt of is a sweet, juicy orange. He left all those sweet oranges to the younger generation.'
He used to be a construction worker in Old Siesta. When Siesta was but a small coastal gathering spot, her grandfather, still a young punk at the time, worked himself to the bone for the future of his seaside town. Even after Poncirus was born, her grandfather was still active on the frontlines of Siestan construction, albeit doing less intensive bricklaying and plastering work while putting his experience and sharp eyes to work. Of course, his perseverance in building Siesta was rooted completely in his own personal interests and faith.
'Grandpa once told me that back when he helped out in the mines, he once met a young scholar. The scholar told him that she wished the children of Siesta would get to live in a city full of love and kindness.
'He really agreed with what she said, so that became his vision of a 'mature' Siesta.'
Yet before he could see Siesta turn into what he always envisioned, the entire family moved away from the seaside town. According to Poncirus, not long after she was born, her family moved to a nomadic city in Columbia because of her parents' work arrangements. She told us that her parents were usually busy, and it was her grandfather who was always by her side throughout childhood. Similarly, it was through her grandfather's stories that she learned everything she knew about Siesta. The thing that vexed her the most was that right up until her grandfather passed away, her family had never returned to Siesta.
'When I was a kid, I thought my grandpa had really weird tastes. He always had a dried slice of sour orange in his water, he always added sour orange dressing to his salads, he always sprinkled sour orange powder on his fried beast steaks, and he even added a few drops of sour orange juice whenever he had ice cream. He did it so much that even I ended up liking sourness—or sour oranges, to be exact.
'I used to think that he just liked the taste, but then I found out that the last local dish he had before leaving Siesta was a sour orange pie.
'Actually, the sour oranges produced in Old Siesta were very sweet when ripe, but the people there liked to eat them unripe. Now I get it. The incomplete Siesta he worked on was a sour orange, and the city of love and kindness that he dreamt of is a sweet, juicy orange. He left all those sweet oranges to the younger generation.'
After seeing her homeland buried in ash for herself, Poncirus spread a few seeds that represented her grandfather's wish to come home. Afterwards, she continued her journey to the newly built Siestan nomadic city.
When she arrived in New Siesta, the planning of Fashion Street's renovation was underway and in need of manpower. Just as she'd anticipated, she was able to find work in her hometown that she'd never once visited, and in her field of expertise even: construction.
Many of the shops on Fashion Street are ones that had been around since Old Siesta. Both to do her job better and to understand this city that she'd taken so long to visit, Poncirus got to know the Street's old folks and listened to their stories of the beaches, just as she'd once listened to her grandfather's.
'I didn't help them out all that much, really... It's the other way around, the shops on Fashion Street treated me really well. Like that time when I bought ice cream and the wind blew it right out of my hand. The cafe's old owner gave me a new scoop!
'When I spent time with them, it was like I was living the old days along with my grandpa. To tell the truth, I was a little jealous of him. He got to work with all these people toward a beautiful future he believed in. He must've been so motivated, every single day!'
We once asked Poncirus if she would like to join the Engineering Department and work aboard the landship, but she responded with a simple, 'There's nothing to tear down here,' and tactfully declined our invitation. Now, aside from her regular visits to the landship for medical examinations, and occasionally providing her renovation services to the Engineering Department, she spends most of her time in that 'reborn' city. We understand that she has formed deep friendships with the local populace and that she is intent on rebuilding her homeland with them.
'While doing renovation work, I was hoping to work on designs with some personality while maintaining Siesta's traditional styles, but I never expected my first job would have me tear down an entire storefront—
'Apparently, after the old owner passed away, his grandson didn't want to take over the shop... It's a shame. By the time I got there, the old store sign was already taken down, and there wasn't much left inside...
'But when I took the cabinets down, I found an old, dusty photo behind them. It looked like a group photo of all the construction workers when the store was built, and my grandpa was there too!
'Grandpa helped build the store, and all these years later, I helped tear it down. It's almost like it was destiny. What I'm saying is, my luck can't be THAT bad, right?'
When she arrived in New Siesta, the planning of Fashion Street's renovation was underway and in need of manpower. Just as she'd anticipated, she was able to find work in her hometown that she'd never once visited, and in her field of expertise even: construction.
Many of the shops on Fashion Street are ones that had been around since Old Siesta. Both to do her job better and to understand this city that she'd taken so long to visit, Poncirus got to know the Street's old folks and listened to their stories of the beaches, just as she'd once listened to her grandfather's.
'I didn't help them out all that much, really... It's the other way around, the shops on Fashion Street treated me really well. Like that time when I bought ice cream and the wind blew it right out of my hand. The cafe's old owner gave me a new scoop!
'When I spent time with them, it was like I was living the old days along with my grandpa. To tell the truth, I was a little jealous of him. He got to work with all these people toward a beautiful future he believed in. He must've been so motivated, every single day!'
We once asked Poncirus if she would like to join the Engineering Department and work aboard the landship, but she responded with a simple, 'There's nothing to tear down here,' and tactfully declined our invitation. Now, aside from her regular visits to the landship for medical examinations, and occasionally providing her renovation services to the Engineering Department, she spends most of her time in that 'reborn' city. We understand that she has formed deep friendships with the local populace and that she is intent on rebuilding her homeland with them.
'While doing renovation work, I was hoping to work on designs with some personality while maintaining Siesta's traditional styles, but I never expected my first job would have me tear down an entire storefront—
'Apparently, after the old owner passed away, his grandson didn't want to take over the shop... It's a shame. By the time I got there, the old store sign was already taken down, and there wasn't much left inside...
'But when I took the cabinets down, I found an old, dusty photo behind them. It looked like a group photo of all the construction workers when the store was built, and my grandpa was there too!
'Grandpa helped build the store, and all these years later, I helped tear it down. It's almost like it was destiny. What I'm saying is, my luck can't be THAT bad, right?'
Just as the HR records show, Poncirus learned about Rhodes Island through Dr. Ceylon.
If her visit was merely an uneventful coincidence, then her meeting with Dr. Ceylon was a particularly dramatic one. Two young women with a passion to rebuild their homeland just happened to meet naturally, just like that. Then they hit it off and started working toward the same goal together.
According to Poncirus, she had just finished all the renovation work she was in charge of on the Fashion Street that day. But in addition to the sense of joy and accomplishment, she also felt lost for not knowing what to do next. That was when she met an anxious Dr. Ceylon, who was worried because while her Infected treatment center project had been approved by the city government, there was a severe lack of workers for the campus's initial construction phase.
After learning about Dr. Ceylon's circumstances, Poncirus quickly took the job and brought with her all the construction workers she'd met while working at Fashion Street, all to work toward building that 'city of love and kindness' they wanted to see.
Naturally, upon learning that Poncirus was infected with Oripathy, Dr. Ceylon insisted that she first undergo a comprehensive medical examination aboard Rhodes Island, which is how we came to know her.
Supposedly, the foundation work on the Infected treatment center's first office building is already complete, and they will soon begin work on the structure itself. And it is Poncirus who is leading the charge to erect this building, the symbol of Siesta's bright future.
If her visit was merely an uneventful coincidence, then her meeting with Dr. Ceylon was a particularly dramatic one. Two young women with a passion to rebuild their homeland just happened to meet naturally, just like that. Then they hit it off and started working toward the same goal together.
According to Poncirus, she had just finished all the renovation work she was in charge of on the Fashion Street that day. But in addition to the sense of joy and accomplishment, she also felt lost for not knowing what to do next. That was when she met an anxious Dr. Ceylon, who was worried because while her Infected treatment center project had been approved by the city government, there was a severe lack of workers for the campus's initial construction phase.
After learning about Dr. Ceylon's circumstances, Poncirus quickly took the job and brought with her all the construction workers she'd met while working at Fashion Street, all to work toward building that 'city of love and kindness' they wanted to see.
Naturally, upon learning that Poncirus was infected with Oripathy, Dr. Ceylon insisted that she first undergo a comprehensive medical examination aboard Rhodes Island, which is how we came to know her.
Supposedly, the foundation work on the Infected treatment center's first office building is already complete, and they will soon begin work on the structure itself. And it is Poncirus who is leading the charge to erect this building, the symbol of Siesta's bright future.
HP
2215
ATK
475
DEF
410
RES
0
Cost
13
ATK Interval
1.05 sec
Block
2
Redeploy
70 sec
Talents
- Demolition Team's CodeAfter being deployed for 30 seconds, Max HP +15%
Skills
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Charge γAuto RecoveryAuto ActivationInitial SP20SP Cost35Instantly gains 12 Deployment Points.cost12
Engineer's WishAuto RecoveryManual ActivationInitial SP25SP Cost40Duration15 secImmediately generates 12 DP; ATK +35% and DEF +65% for the duration
From second activation and on: generates 1 DP every 4 seconds, and has unlimited durationcost12duration15atk0.35def0.65buildr_s_2[b].duration-1buildr_s_2[b].atk0.35buildr_s_2[b].def0.65buildr_s_2[b].cost1buildr_s_2[b].interval4
Modules
ORIGINALPoncirus's Badge
Operator Poncirus has demonstrated a remarkable aptitude for preemptive penetration of the battlefield situation and active offense so as to secure leeway for deployment.
This operator shall hereby be appointed a Vanguard Operator during field operations to exercise Pioneer responsibilities.
In witness whereof,
This badge is hereby conferred upon the above named.
SOL-XThe Morning Star of the HomeseekerStage Stats Upgrade Description 1 - HP +180
- DEF +32
Pioneer Trait Blocks 2 enemies; Gains +8% ATK and DEF while blocking enemies2 - HP +225
- DEF +35
Demolition Team's Code After being deployed for 30 seconds, Max HP +18%3 - HP +260
- DEF +37
Demolition Team's Code After being deployed for 30 seconds, Max HP +20%
The setting sun drops and bathes the empty street in afterglow. In the wake of a light sea breeze, it prints faint golden light across the mottled sign. A shop awaiting customers, a damaged high-rise stretching up, a short young palm tree—these things, seemingly forever frozen in the past, warp with the rays in the warm ripple of twilight. She turns the corner, reaches to fiddle with a plank door on the silent roadside. Ash-blackened wood splinters and an ash-blackened lock fall away, throwing up dust just as ash-black as the rest of it. Through cracks in the ash peek the street's original lacquer of red and blue.
There's no longer a sharp protrusion to be found in this city blanketed by volcanic ash; it seems to stand forever at the other end of the young girl's dreamland. She can hardly connect the view before her eyes with the stories Grandpa used to tell her. This is where those long-gone fiery summers and crystal-clear blue sparkling waters were—somehow, it was only ever scenes like those where his younger self in the stories could stand firm with his back straight, chanting work songs and spilling sweat. Even as the stiff shoulder straps dig painfully into her body, she clutches onto her rucksack tight, hands smeared in grime.
It's wrong. This is wrong. No one could live in a fantasy of the past, no one could possibly keep their fervor lit forever with just memories for firewood, and no one should spend their life asleep just to go back to how it was. It'll all end, and then things are born anew. She's experienced frightful desperation, the challenges of self-rejection and Oripathy, the melancholy of finding you don't stand out within the crowd—she's been through all of it. She doesn't want to just keep chasing forever. She's going to welcome new goals, passions, and achievements. The sun has completely set by now; she sees the lights in the distance. Those are the rays of the new Siesta.
So long, childhood dreams. It's time to head for the next stop.
RIIC Base Skills
Stroke of LuckWhen this Operator is assigned to the Workshop to process Building material, the production rate of byproduct increases by 75%
A Day Without Misfortune
When this Operator is assigned to the Workshop to process Building materials, reduces the Morale consumed by all corresponding formulas that cost 4 Morale by -2