Literally every post stokes the fire. Literally every post, but instead of poking it with a stick or blowing air on it. You're throwing manganese into the flame and flashbanging yourselves.
@MelonHead
I'm done with having Higan constantly "guess" where the Magna Pater is. All I can say is that he can't see what he can't see, so it will be a threat from outside of his newly limited vision. You can ask @Drifting Pollen yourself if my secret moves are fair or not, but you'll not be getting any hints. You need to be in the dark as much as Higan is to keep things on the straight and narrow. But seriously, no more of this convenient instinctual stuff unless it turns out that Higan really is damn good at looking in the right direction at the right time.
And Slimy's autocannibalism is about as fair as Higan's anomoly vision and grip sensors. At least I had provided a link to the thread where it used its selective autocannibalism before, back on the first page, rather than simply invent it out of the blue.
@MelonHead
Uhh, because it sensed the lens wasn't in a million pieces? If you're quite done vainly trying to turn the tables on me, perhaps we can get back to the roleplay. I know bickering comes second nature to you, and for the first half dozen whining intermissions, things were still tolerable. Now its starting to get stale.
I'm here to fight a robot, not a grandma.
@MelonHead
Excuses and more excuses. You just hate not having excuses to whine. If venting at me helps relieve that pent up complex, have at it. As as for story, please say no more. Reading your stuff is like looking at an IKEA manual. I don't try to predict outcomes, but I will say that you should be keeping your words soft and unabrasive. If they get shoved back up from whence they came, it won't feel good.
@Doc Doctor
Y'know, Doc, the Pater reminds me of Dodgeman from RS. Incredibly flexible, damn good at letting reflexes and contortionism carry its way through fights, and pisses off everybody he fights because hitting him is like pissing in to a shot glass taped to a cheetahs back in full sprint while riding on the back of a chevy with bad shocks on a pothole-riddled back alley on a unicycle blindfolded. With no urine. Once I make it back here, I'll see about doing a brawl with you. You're currently the best fighter here (knew you'd make it buddy), so let's see if I can keep up on forums, not just in-game.