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  1. On 2/21/2022 at 11:30 AM, Sunwoo said:

    I have literally never heard of anyone else complain about this before.

    Well yes, I was pseudo-suspended at the time and couldn't say anything about it.

    On 2/20/2022 at 7:29 PM, AnonymousSpeed said:

    A little over a year and a half ago, a roleplaying campaign I'd started on this site ground to a halt when one of my players stopped posting. This lasted for over a month. He had outstanding warning points which he conscientiously objected to acknowledging, and so was unable to post. However, there was no indication of this immediately visible on his profile. Had he not edited his "About Me" section to explain the situation, and had I not randomly decided to click over to it, I would have been completely in the dark. Whether or not I agreed with his decisions, some indication of what was going on would have been very helpful.

    I'm the gentleman in question here btw, thanks for the callout Anon, haha. We also had this issue with @Anacybele repeatedly getting banned with no way for any of us to know on the WYBO contest, so she would say she had something coming then go MIA. In that case we didn't really say anything because @Dragoncat usually gave us a heads-up, but it was a gigantic pain all the same.

    I do sympathize with the idea that one's banned status shouldn't necessarily be broadcast, in case that isn't obvious. However, I do think there are points that one could feasibly be able to see such a thing, like perhaps when a user you are following has a current ban, you realize you haven't seen them post for a while, go check their profile, oh hey, that's good to know. It's one of those grey areas where one needs time to think about it, in my opinion.

    This is of course all moot since it sounds like the suggested solutions are not feasible to implement using SF's current tech.

  2. On 1/31/2022 at 6:12 PM, Original Johan Liebert said:

    Extremely Important Question For Users In Britain

    I have officially ascended.

    On 1/31/2022 at 6:58 PM, Benice said:

    In terms of cultural impact, relevance and musical impact, they're darn near second to none for musicians.

    On 2/1/2022 at 4:41 AM, Jotari said:

    basically the whole pop music industry in which they've influenced with their initial success.

    looks at quality of pop music industry

    I think I can rest my case without beginning it, your honor.

  3. Ok guess here we go. Is short, forgive me.

    @indigoasis

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    This one feels similar to the time travel one you did - we just kind of get thrown in without any real knowledge of what's going on. Not necessarily a bad thing, just felt like it needed to be pointed out. It's a little weird that they talk for like thirty seconds and the counselor guy's like ok that's all the time we got now git.

    @AnonymousSpeed

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    Let me guess, you just barely discovered Hack The Planet Septima and realized it would make a phenomenal plot device?

    In all seriousness, this certainly feels like it could be a good setup for a Battle Network story, though I haven't ever finished any of them so for all I know it could be built off like Star Force or something. Not bad, not bad, but not recognizing the character is a little off-putting.

    @Benice

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    I liked yours, though it didn't really have a chance to fit the prompt super well in my eyes. It felt kind of like the first episode of an anime, so that was nice, but Inun suddenly having an emotional breakdown in the middle threw a wrench in the tempo of the fight(I say having written a total of one fight scene myself).

    @Our anonymous friend

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    Tellius? Ana is that you?

    This was ok, the punctuation could use a little bit of work. I don't think anyone puts a comma after a hyphen so "G-," was really weird to see since it's implied that you're pausing for the hyphen cutoff anyways. Don't have enough Tellius knowledge to really comment, but I do see the core of what you're getting at here and I get it.

     

  4. Alright so this ends in an awfully rushed fashion in my opinion but I was almost completely incapacitated on Wednesday and spent all my functional time yesterday playing Exceed and watching TerminalMontage videos because time and me do not mix. However, finished is finished so here we go.

    Don't have a title yet

    2011~ words

    Notes:

    Spoiler

    This is set in the same world as 'BEHOLD A CONCEPT' from the villain round, if anyone still remembers that one. Dr. Jonathan Staner is one of the key people from that world for a number of reasons. Jane is new for this piece, but I already have a pretty good idea of what happens to her in the end after the researchers of The Facility bite off more than they can chew, which begins a series in my stuff ominously titled Demons & The Dead. Hopefully I can share more of that at some point in the future.

     

  5. I don't actually care enough to vote on the top poll so it won't let me vote on the other one. I'd pick Palisade for a) the uniqueness of the setting though this is slightly cheating as someone who the setting sheet was sent to in its entirety(and it's worth looking into, bug Anon until he shares it and the link to the actual RP because it's a world definitely worth working in more and I might also use it a bit too in the future), b) the relative cleanness of the writing(read: fewest grammar errors and smoothest story progression), and quite possibly c) bias in favor of the Christmas present the writer of said piece sent me meaning that I will hopefully be a little more active with writing in general. Much obliged Anon, thanks again.

  6. 12 hours ago, AnonymousSpeed said:

    I didn't really proof-read this, so...sorry.

    Name: Palisade

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    A young ballistician leaned against his engine and stared out into the night. In the valley far below, a hundred feet down from their stone fortress, scattered fires burned, as they had every night for nearly eight years. Fireflies added to the display, dancing around in the warm air, which wrapped around him like a blanket. He wavered in place, his eyes growing heavy.

    "Cambyses, report."

    The young ballistician snapped awake. "Huh? Oh, Captain Abbas! Uh...n-nothing to report, sir..." Cambyses stood straight as a needle and bowed his head. He could barely make out Abbas's scornful look in the dim light of the torch against the wall.

    "...stay awake." Abbas handed Cambyses a small candy and marched off. The young gunner sighed in relief and placed his hands on the wall. His ballista nest extended slightly beyond the cliffside to accommodate the size of his weapon. He peeked briefly over the side of the wall- a sheer drop to a stony death- and quickly recoiled from it.

    ***

    Abbas marched along the parapet, giving similar inspections to the other ballisticians. The rest of them were awake at their posts and had as many bolts as was practical to give them. In the fort's prime each ballista had a man dedicated to fetching new bolts at all times, so that their ammo piles would always be overflowing. For ballistae now remaining, they could only spare about half that many men at a time, running between each station to ensure they were reasonably stocked.

    Each engine was placed in a dedicated turret, which were arrayed in two rows along the outside of the fortress. It was such marvels of military engineering which allowed Palisade, carved into a cliffside, to survive the emperor who commissioned it and the war for which it had been built. Unfortunately, it was due to other circumstances that it had survived those who designed and constructed it.

    The invasion of the Masked had swept across the continent, devouring its great empires, and flooding the land with a hostile force totally unfamiliar to its people. They were unspeaking, unfeeling, inhuman creates without faces. As Abbas completed a last lap around the walls, he glared at the fires dotting the horizon. Encampments of the Masked besieging them.

    Abbas and his men had survived, for the most part, by retreating into the fortress. It was too heavily defended and too hard to access for the Masked to swarm, but scouts on wyverns reported that the rest of the continent had not been so lucky.
    The Masked needed neither food nor water nor pleasure nor any other thing which kept the mortal engine running. They had all the time in the world to wait for them.

    Palisade, whether coming or going, was impenetrable.

    ***

    After the ballistae, Abbas decided it check the gardens. He retreated into the hollowed out mountain and made his way to a staircase cut into the stone. As he ascended, he spotted another man coming down.

    "Samsa."
    The man nodded. "Hello Abbas," he said vacantly.

    Abbas and his men were among the Auran Empire's finest. Samsa was from the Cardinal Empire, their sworn rival. The Masked did not care much for politics and nearly destroyed both- Samsa took refuge in the mountains and was rescued by Abbas and his men. They were in no place to turn down his help, and Samsa was in no place to withhold it.

    "I'm just going to get some fresh air," said Samsa.
    "Very well. Be back to your post soon."
    "Yes sir."
    "I'll be checking in to make sure you're there."
    "Understood sir."

    The two passed each other, and Abbas soon passed out from the tunnels of the enclosed stairway into the open air once more, glancing scornfully at the moon as he reached the grounds.

    ***

    Palisade's original design had not been entirely practical. Atop the fortress, behind the upper line of ballistae and shadowed in the evening by the mountain tops, was a garden. It was planted with a splendid assortment of flowers and trees from across the Auran Empire as a display of its breadth. It was guarded by countless stone idols of Belladonna, goddess of war and mother of the Auran Empire.

    Abbas remembered when he first arrived, how beautiful it had seemed to him, how impressive the sharp details in the carvings were. Now the idols were worn smooth by wind and rain. The garden had found new purpose growing food. The flowers had been uprooted. Parsnips, yams, and peas grew in their place. Juvenile lemon trees struggled to grow where oaks had once stood. Trees bearing peaches and apples did slightly better in the local climate, although the lemons were much preferred and so more had been planted.

    It was a foolish decision. Abbas scorned himself over it as he scanned the paltry grove. Whether one fruit was better or another didn't matter in such a desperate situation, yet he and most others had been swayed by the idea of fresh citrus.

    Abbas noticed a crumbled figure sitting beneath a dried up fountain. He walked over, making no efforts to be quiet, but the figure did not seem to notice. As Abbas grew closer he was able to discern the man was rocking back and forth, muttering prayers, his hands clasped tightly around a small icon on a necklace.

    "Osroes."

    Hearing his name started the young man. He glanced up and shrunk further, quickly reciting the end of his prayer. "Captain."

    "Why aren't you asleep?" Abbas asked. He carefully measured his tone to sound warm- it didn't work, but the effort was discernible. "We're going to need you to be well rested in the morning. We can't afford to be down a bolt fetcher if the Masked attempt another skirmish."

    Osroes nodded. "I...I couldn't sleep, Captain. I thought that I should do some praying, if I could not do any resting. So I came up here to beseech Mother Belladonna."

    Abbas looked down at the lad with a stern expression. Osroes had come to the fortress as a boy and was now old enough to be a man with his own family, had circumstances permitted. Abbas wasn't sure what to say, but he knew that he ought to say something. He stood silently, maintaining the illusion of certainty, until Osroes spared them by speaking up.

    "Captain...why? Why has Mother Belladonna not returned? In eight years...surely this cruelty is not less than that of Hearth in the hundred-and-first year...have we done something to make her reject us?"

    The captain nearly winced. "...Osroes."
    "Yes, Captain?"
    "Report to turret four in half an hour. Give the same instructions to anyone else who is awake and whose post is important for defense."
    "But...what does that have to do with my question, Captain?"

    Abbas sighed. "Just so you know, I will not accept such questioning of my orders in front of others."
    "O-of course, Captain."
    "Since you have asked privately...I expect it will appear more clear when we've assembled."

    Abbas stood awkwardly as Osroes got to his feet. He handed the young man a candy and sent him on his way, then marched towards the old store room.

    ***

    The room was cold and dark, tucked far back in their stony abode. A single torch burned at the entrance. Leaning against the archway and staring into the room was a familiar figure.

    "Samsa, report."

    The foreigner turned to Abbas and nodded. "It's about the same as always here."

    Abbas nodded and glanced through the doorway. A musty smell wafted from inside. The old store room had long ago been emptied. It was too large of a space for their dwindling supplies, and monitoring it for moisture was proving too difficulty, so the room had been repurposed. Dirt and refuse were carted in, turning it into a mushroom farm. Decay and darkness had been turned to their advantage.

    "No moisture in the armory," Samsa continued. "I take it your room is still dry?"
    "Affirmative."

    Partly to protect against theft and partly to free up the old store room, the original stock of supplies had been moved to the captain's quarters. Crates once stacked up to the ceiling and created a maze of wooden walls. When they moved them into Abbas's room, the furniture had to be cleared out- he used crates for a bed and desk. By now the bed and desk had been moved back in.

    "Not getting tired, are you?"
    Abbas turned to the side. "No. Why?"
    "You just seemed a little still. I know you're not quite a night owl."

    Abbas shook his head- the Cardinals were all so aloof. "I am quite alright. Though I do not understand why you seem to enjoy the night so much."
    "It's just a preference, I suppose. At night, when the moon is out, it really feels like Philotes is watching over me."
    "Perhaps, then, you should consider instead seeking the protection of Belladonna, who reigns over the day, when men should be awake."
    "Hey now, don't get testy. Besides, who would do nightly inspections then?"

    The captain paused, considered his options, then replied. "Very well, though I wish you would consider it. Regardless, report to turret four in a few minutes. I would like to say some things to everyone."
    The Cardinal eyed Abbas suspiciously. "It's nice to be included, but...I think I'd rather stay here."
    "It's an order, Samsa."

    "...alright. I'll see you there."

    ***

    The appointed time was drawing close, but Abbas had time to stop by his personal quarters on the way to the specified turret. He checked the door to make sure it was still locked and, finding that it was, unlocked it and slipped inside. A few crates lined the walls. Some were old crates that had been filled with new foodstuffs, others still contained their original cargo.

    Abbas walked over to a lone crate behind his desk. It contained hard candies, made from honey boiled with rosemary and lemon. Eight years ago they could have lined his entire wall with such crates, but now only this one remained. It was half full. Abbas stuffed his satchel with handfuls of them- they were one of the few luxuries they had, one of the few rewards or incentives he could hand out.

    ***

    With a few minutes to spare, Abbas arrived at the fourth turret, and a small congregation quickly grew around him. He scanned the small crowd, finding Samsa, Osroes, and many others. No ballisticians, as instructed, though many of them would hear .

    "Men...I know that our situation seems difficult," began Abbas. "Do not be discouraged though. I have never been anything but encouraged, because despite our trying situation, you have all performed remarkably. It has been an honor to serve with you, and will continue to be an honor. By our cunning and our spirit, we have endured far longer than anyone would have thought possible. Palisade is unbreakable, and so too is the spirit of the Aurans."

    Abbas glanced over to Samsa and paused.

    "Some of us bear divine blood. All of us bear divine purpose. Will we surrender to these strange beasts which make a mockery of the form of the goddesses? Or will we persist, and overcome, as we have done all these years? Surely, salvation will come. Should it tarry...then let us await it with honorable conduct. Let us act so that, whenever deliverance comes, we will be worthy recipients of it. Let us be remembered as unbreakable men, let our legend be one of conquest of our place and not submission to it."

    A heavy silence covered the air. Abbas groped the bag of honey candies. Should he hand them out? Would that kill the mood? Would he have enough, or would doing that burn through what remained of them? He stood, almost frozen, until a scout's voice filled the night.

    "Enemies approaching from the northeast!"

    ***

    All eyes turned in the specified direction. A squadron of six Masked approached on wyverns.

    "Everyone to your stations!" Abbas shouted. "Ballisticians at the ready!" Men posted along the length of parapet shouted these same orders so they were quickly heard by all and quickly obeyed.

    Abbas ran to the nearest firing nest and looked out into the dark of night. The Masked riders could be barely seen by the glow of their torches, small specks approaching them. The wind was picking up, and the flames flickered in the distance.

    "Hold!" He commanded. In broad daylight, a shot from this distance would have a reasonable chance of hitting, but in the middle of the night? The bolts were too valuable to expend on such a gamble.

    The terrible beasts drew closer. They were well in range of the ballistae, but still beyond the range of standard bows.

    "Four to leftmost! Five to leftmost! Eight to center-left!"

    Abbas barked out orders to the ballisticians, telling which next to aim at what target. More and finer details of the Masked could be made out. Their armor seemed lighter, they did not seem to carry spears or axes. They were still too far for a reliable shot.

    "Archers at the ready! Mages at the ready!"

    A battalion of bowman and tome-users prepared to attack once the wyverns came close enough.

    "Hold!"

    At last Abbas could make out the arms of his adversaries- heavy tomes. It was a squadron MaligKnights. He could see their fingers begin to twist with shocking dexterity in strange and arcane patterns, the glow of their torches was joined by a glow of magical energy.

    "Fire!"

    The ringing sound of strings being loosed filled the air- crude bolts soared through the sky and through the ranks of the Masked.

    Abbas watched as one wyvern was struck in the underbelly. The beast plummeted, careening into the cliff-side, crushing its rider between it and the sheer surface. The Masked instantly disintegrated into red clay, as was the fate of all defeated Masked.

    Another rider pulled harshly on the reigns of its mount, turning its flank to the fortress as it attempted a hard turn to get out of the way. The move proved ineffective as the bolt tore through the wyvern's wing and smashed into the back of the Masked rider. Soldiers watched from the parapet as the dragon fell to the ground, a cloud of clay dust trailing behind it.

    So happened to a third, then a fourth, all in rapid succession as the ballista bolts tore through their attackers in a single unified strike. Yet two survived- one wounded by the bolts and still flying, another having managed to just barely avoid them.

    "Archers! Mages! Fire!"

    Arrows and blades of wind tore through the night, and the wounded beast was taken out. Soon fire focused on the last remaining MaligKnight. An onslaught of projectiles fell upon it, but the creature extended its hand and fire a bolt of lightening in a beam into the walls. There was a blinding light and a loud crack as it tore through the air and struck the back wall, missing Abbas by mere meters. The last MaligKnight attempted to dive down to escape, but too many attacks were already aimed and fired at it. It too joined its comrades.

    The ballisticians quickly reloaded. The scouts had their eyes peeled. Bolt runners were restocking the one shot which each ballista had used, the archers were notching new arrows. Yet there seemed to be no threat.

    "All clear?" asked Abbas.
    "All clear!" shouted an aging scout.
    "Good. Healers, out!"

    Priests of Belladonna rushed out from the stone walls, tending to whoever might be injured. Abbas turned around to watch them work, then saw one kneeling over a prone figure. "Captain Abbas!"

    He ran over to the scene.

    "We've...lost one." The priest turned the figure over. Abbas clenched his fists. He growled. Though scarred by lightening, Osroes was still recognizable.

    "...blast it all," growled Abbas. "Samsa!"

    The Cardinal quickly made himself known. "Sir...?" He looked to the Captain with knowing trepidation.

    "Make fertilizer from the body."

    He nodded quietly and dragged the corpse away.

    It was unpleasant business, but shrewd tactics like that had managed to keep them alive. Resolve alone, Abbas knew, would not have gotten them so far. He cursed quietly- first the Masked, then the goddesses, then himself. Then just in general. Eight years had not managed to break them, but like the statues in the garden, they were slowly being worn down. He had carefully avoided it during his speech, but they couldn't keep this up forever, no matter how much they recycled.

    They were running out of candies, soldiers, morale. Quite frankly, they were running out of time.

     

    Hm...guess we’d better get that RP back on track.

  7. 1: I've many options here to choose from in my personal list, including such amazing intellectual choices as two of the Toa Nuva from BIONICLE, three of the seven heroines from Conception 2, and the Nesquik Bunny, but I think I would have to go with Weavel from Metroid Prime Hunters. Hunters and Corruption could at least triple Metroid's representation in Smash, and out of all the Hunters I think Weavel has the most unique concept behind him thanks to his Alt Form, the Autoturret, and the fact that he can spawn an energy blade off his hand, which means he doesn't have to be built around spamming projectiles.

    2: SA-X from Metroid Fusion. I find it criminal that this thing has a single reference in all of Ultimate, namely one of Dark Samus' win posesTHE X PARASITE SPIRIT DOESN'T EVOLVE INTO A SA-X SPIRIT AND THIS WILL NEVER BE OK WITH ME.

    3: Honestly I wasn't feeling like either Fighter Pass was really missing anything so I'm gonna skip this one.

  8. On 12/12/2021 at 1:00 PM, indigoasis said:

    Any kind of theory that can give any idea as to where Fateslandia could be is a good theory in my book.

    I've always figured Fates was sometime way before any of the events in Jugdral, Archanaea, and Valentia, but in the same world, which is why it's considered folklore by Chrom's time.

    I used to have a tentative overarching series timeline that did that, but I think we're better off just chalking that up to the same thing as Chrom knowing about every single FE continent - deus ex machina. It wouldn't surprise me to find out he knew about Fodlan too.

    On 12/12/2021 at 9:46 AM, Use the Falchion said:

    Effie was planned on being Kjelle in concept and design phases, but something happened and IntSys switched courses. Two workout loving characters who are also in the Knight class is weird enough, but once you add in the fact that Elise is the ONLY Nohrian sibling who doesn't have an Awakening retainer, and something's up. 

    Effie is less about working out in the Japanese version though if I recall correctly, she's hyper-obsessed with Elise instead and they lolcalized it. Might be wrong but I was pretty sure that was the case.

  9. 17 hours ago, AnonymousSpeed said:

    Basilio Jones.

    I feel like you need to provide the link to the Timeline of Nonsense for context. Kind of not, the name immediately states for itself if you recognize the last name joke, but kind of.

    21 hours ago, indigoasis said:

    So, got any crack theories about Fire Emblem? I'm interested to see what people come up with or have heard of. As far as I'm concerned, it doesn't have to make much sense as long as it's fun.

    To step outside the bounds of mainline FE, Plumeria is Veronica's bastard older sister. There's not really a lot of evidence here, but I got the feeling from the tiny flashbacks we got throughout Book IV of Plumeria's past that she was going to be somebody surprisingly important, and I think her sharing mothers with Veronica would have been a phenomenal way to surprise the players while also continuing to establish the Eternal Frenemies relationship between Askr and Embla.
    In similar fashion, I was thoroughly convinced Peony was going to be an Askran royal, considering she has a tap quote about feeling sorrowful whenever she heard the word sister and that her hair matches both Sharena and Henriette.
    FEH took the cowards route and outright debunked Peony's relationship, but Plumeria's heritage remains ambiguous and Letizia's design is similar to both of them enough that I hold to this theory.

    I don't know that it's a theory per se, but I am, as far as I know, the creator and headonly proponent of the Eliwood-Laegjarn pairing. She just makes so much sense to me as Roy's mother.

  10. And Pikachu has BAir-pancaked his way under every major/half-major nerf for three years. That little rat.

    This game's going to be rather poorly balanced in my opinion. The dev plan seems to have been to base nerfs/buffs off of tournament standings until the final patch, but due to everything going on lockdown the game was pretty badly portrayed from a tournament setting. Pyra/Mythra is basically this game's Sm4sh-Bayo and it's too late to save them, Pichu was utterly robbed early on and never got the compensation buff he deserved, most of the late-patch buffs/nerfs are probably going to prove irrelevant...

    I dunno, I could be proven wrong, but I doubt it.

  11. 15 hours ago, TheSilentChloey said:

    True, but I like him because he's cool.  And also I kinda do a Yugi/Kaiba deck hybrid deck so...

    Oh absolutely, I tracked down the Jump Promo for the sake of having it, the one with artwork by Takahashi himself. I used to have the Red one used by Arcana that came with one of the Legendary Deck sets, but I think I gave it away.

    Hm, Dark Magician/Blue-Eyes...been a while since I checked either of those decks but I imagine that wouldn't be too hard, you can run Dark Magician the Dragon Knight pretty easily, do Synchro 8 plays off DM and the Eyes of Blue Tuners, then go into Rank 8 plays from there...yeah, there's probably some pretty solid potential. If you haven't yet, I'd recommend looking into finding a copy of DMTDK and some Eternal Soul, those let you set up a pretty threatening boardstate that only Kaijus can really break. I don't know how hard it is to get them for you though, DMTDK only got one printing and Eternal Soul only got three, so they can be a little tricky to find. Can I ask what your current list is?

  12. On 11/27/2021 at 12:46 AM, TheSilentChloey said:

    I pretty much revolve around the Dark Magician, even though people say he's not that great of a card.

    That would be because he isn't. Objectively. He mostly got his mad cred from being Yugi's main card and from being the original strongest monster in the game, he was one of the first instances of powercreep any YGO card suffered, Summoned Skull rendered him mostly irrelevant to early YGO due to being the exact same strength for one less tribute, a horrendously tragic instance since he's had to struggle with meh-ATK-2-tribute-Normal-Monster Syndrome ever since.

    That said, as somebody who's played it casually in the past Dark Magician is a super fun deck to play when it works so whatever. Do you build to reference Yugi's anime stuff or do you use the archetype support like Magician's Rod/Robe or Eternal Soul with Dark Magician the Dragon Knight?

     

    As for the rest of you, interesting reads, I appreciated them. I'll go ahead and be the first to comment with feedback I guess.

    @TheSilentChloey

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    My Season 0 knowledge almost exclusively comes from YGOTAS, so I'm afraid I can't comment much on accuracy to the series here. It certainly reads like I'd expect something you wrote to read - good grasp of the base content, couple elements and a character or two I could see as being a self-insert/OC but could also easily see being source material as well, couple periods where I would put commas but not jarring enough to detract from the piece for anyone else, and a good shot at sticking to the prompt in your own way. I think I would need to read it again to see if I really had anything to nitpick.

    Overall, it's good, but not particularly standout from your previous stuff, so I think my prior experience with your stuff was a slightly negative influence.

    @Jotari

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    ...Please tell me the Shannan that dies at the end of your piece is actually the real Shannan and Shannam just lucked out super hard. If yes, beautiful, solid gold twist. If not, still good but less funny. My FE4/5 knowledge is more or less limited to [Ishtar=Azure Striker Waifu] and [don't do incest kids] so I'm afraid I can't comment further on source material. Yours held the truest to the prompt as it was probably intended in my eyes here.

    @eclipse

    Spoiler

    Knew there was a reason I missed reading your stuff on here. Odin reads pretty much perfectly. Lazlow feels...a little off, not sure how to quantify it. Am I correct in assuming the book in question had to do with Sailor Moon or am I just revealing how little I know about such things here? Outside of source material commentary, it feels a little short, and I think it played a little fast and loose with the prompt, but overall not bad.

    @indigoasis(feel free to wait until your project is done or whatever before reading if you'd prefer, I dunno, maybe you're one of those guys)

    Spoiler

    Hm, this one was...hm. I liked it, especially as I just got off a time-based SCP kick and am pretty much always in the mood for general timescrewery, but it felt a little clippy if that makes sense, I think it was the way you spaced your paragraphs, it felt a touch off-putting to me. It's only at the end that it becomes clear exactly how it fits the prompt, so the space leading up to that point is a little confusing, but I liked that you managed to lead it together in a way that felt true to how real life would probably drop that sort of thing on you, and you even managed to fit something of a moral in there so that's neat. Nice work, looking forward to seeing more from you if you're able to find time for it.

    @AnonymousSpeed

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    BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

    The title was perfect. Just. The title summed up the entire piece absolutely perfectly, and then you managed to make it so I was questioning whether this would turn out to be a serious piece after all, then the punchline at the end. Byoutiful. Also smh Shira, everyone knows you're doomed once you hit 3 people because it's just a straight coin toss, don't bother with reasoning, just go heads-Buru-dies tails-Aka-dies. Also nice work on the names, clever trick.

    Overall, I think I gotta give Jotari this one for(in my eyes) conveying the prompt as it was most likely intended to be better than the others. His also takes a unique narrative style compared to the others here with the first-person funeral monologue so points for that today. Sorry for not joining in this time, guys, I had a wack idea based on an old drawing but then suddenly decided I wanted to do one for Zola from Fates with a time theme and then didn't do either. Hopefully I can get something put together next round, or maybe actually get around to the stuff I was supposed to do for my pseudo-joint-project with Chloey like two years ago instead of shooting at Mettaurs for days on end.

  13. 10 minutes ago, starburst said:

    I was going to suggest Keaton and Pop Star, so that we could have two children as werewolves. But, honestly, Velouria is probably the one child who cares the least about her mama; for her growths are broken. She will do perfectly as Selena’s daughter.

    I believe Azura was already taken for Niles, actually.

  14. On 11/18/2021 at 6:20 PM, TheSilentChloey said:

    Suffice to say I'm going to be busy building Yu-Gi-Oh! decks if anyone needs me.

    Hm...what do you play, Archetype-specific or character-based? correct answer is of course Blue-Eyes so you can do both

    In other news, I COULD have used Thanksgiving and Black Friday to write...OR. Hear me out. I could spend the entire time leaping down the rabbit hole of the SCP Foundation and its potential relevance to my own Facility and also playing an English patch of Battle Network 4.5 Real Operation because I CAN BE ELECMAN POGGERS.

    ...pray that I use tomorrow wisely because I'm not sure I can without God's intervention.

  15. ...Well then. Hope I can live up to the task you've assigned me here, I assume that's...double-type magic duty? I dunno, my only knowledge of the term 'red mage' comes from the Bravely Default demo.

    On 11/21/2021 at 11:11 AM, Benice said:

    I'm in danger.

    Considering both my aforementioned knowledge of my role and my current track record in game within that role...

    On 11/21/2021 at 11:56 AM, AnonymousSpeed said:

    Ye.

     

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