I know it wouldn't damage their limbs, it's more about the unavoidable shockwave that'd result and the strength of the shockwave. For one, if it's a strong shockwave, it might just impact someone's soft organs. Or, since it's sound, it might permanently deafen someone.
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Hmm, right, I believe we still need to wait for Enter and Mega to do their posts. And of course Nikki, though she's told us why she can't/won't.
@manapool1
There were 5 starters.
Poliwag
Budew
Elekid
Larvesta
Riolu
The latter three are already taken, so your remaining options would be Budew or Poliwag.
Furthermore I don't think you just get to place a shiny in your team. And I do think that a training skip should be done IC if at all, same as catching pokemon.
Perhaps you could help the poor kiddo @Minnieking?
There were 5 starters.
Poliwag
Budew
Elekid
Larvesta
Riolu
The latter three are already taken, so your remaining options would be Budew or Poliwag.
Furthermore I don't think you just get to place a shiny in your team. And I do think that a training skip should be done IC if at all, same as catching pokemon.
Perhaps you could help the poor kiddo @Minnieking?
"Okay, so ice-types should be weak to... Right. Elekid, use Low Kick!"
@olcharlieboi
Hmmm... ›.‹
Well, I guess that works out, then. I'll stick around to see the good parts.
@kidjab
wouldn't the way this is written imply that a person's limb could be turned in a bouncing betty? Because that's horrifying.
On another note...True, class president Momo should be a thing, how could I forget?
Hmmm... ›.‹
Well, I guess that works out, then. I'll stick around to see the good parts.
@kidjab
wouldn't the way this is written imply that a person's limb could be turned in a bouncing betty? Because that's horrifying.
On another note...True, class president Momo should be a thing, how could I forget?
@Darkmoon Angel
I think now's a good time for the next round.
I think now's a good time for the next round.
"Right. Elekid, time to take it up a notch. We're going for a complete victory."
@liferusher @Kreutzer @olcharlieboi
Actually, I'm considering to leave. I like the way this is being handled, and the people are great, but we're really just retracing the original, and that's not working for me. I'm not certain yet, so I'll leave a definite answer within 24 hours.
Actually, I'm considering to leave. I like the way this is being handled, and the people are great, but we're really just retracing the original, and that's not working for me. I'm not certain yet, so I'll leave a definite answer within 24 hours.
Hmm. I see. We'll see if the others return or not, if not we'll just have to move on with guilds unrepresented.
@1Charak2
Darn shame, but I guess it can't be helped. Good luck with your life.
@1Charak2
Darn shame, but I guess it can't be helped. Good luck with your life.
From his position on the roof, Boris could see all the chaos going on. He hadn't yet picked up the paper plane, but had put his foot on it so it wouldn't be blown away. He briefly stopped plucking the strings of his guitar and chuckled. "Now this seems interesting... Why don't I join in..."
Focusing on the charred remains in the street, the world around him seemed to drown itself out. The ashes from the charred body started swirling upwards, drawn to a single point in the air. After the intake of ashes stopped and the black orb levitated in mid-air it started expanding, then it formed limbs--and horns. As Boris opened his eyes again, a Gnarled Scarhide had manifested from the ashes and was brutally attacking Boros legionnaires, and the occasional goblin that got in its way.
No longer focused on the creation of his minotaur, Boris started feeling sick. He knew of course, that he had only one cure--music. Striking a few chords to calm his nerves, Boris soon turned to playing a tune, even singing the song as he prepared his next move.
"Listen up, there's not a moment to spare. It's quite a drop from the top, so how are you feeling down there?"
Turning to Lute from his rooftop, Boris couldn't help but smirk as he continued reciting the lyrics, even though his song would probably be lost in the din. His fingers struck the chords quickly and violently,
"It's a cold, cruel, harsh reality. Caught, stuck, here with your enemies!"
Still, something was odd. That lady was by all means shady, yet the Boros mage seemed surprisingly friendly towards her. Before Boris could think about it further, however, he felt a searing headache, causing him to fall to his knees. Grabbing the letter and stowing it while he got up, Boris now had a more wicked look to him, as if he were a different person altogether. Even after he got up again, he did not stop playing, if anything, he was playing more violently now.
"Who do you think you are? Tearing us all apart, where did you think you could go? 'Cause everyone already knows, it's twenty to one. Yeah, so you better run!"
Focusing on the charred remains in the street, the world around him seemed to drown itself out. The ashes from the charred body started swirling upwards, drawn to a single point in the air. After the intake of ashes stopped and the black orb levitated in mid-air it started expanding, then it formed limbs--and horns. As Boris opened his eyes again, a Gnarled Scarhide had manifested from the ashes and was brutally attacking Boros legionnaires, and the occasional goblin that got in its way.
No longer focused on the creation of his minotaur, Boris started feeling sick. He knew of course, that he had only one cure--music. Striking a few chords to calm his nerves, Boris soon turned to playing a tune, even singing the song as he prepared his next move.
"Listen up, there's not a moment to spare. It's quite a drop from the top, so how are you feeling down there?"
Turning to Lute from his rooftop, Boris couldn't help but smirk as he continued reciting the lyrics, even though his song would probably be lost in the din. His fingers struck the chords quickly and violently,
"It's a cold, cruel, harsh reality. Caught, stuck, here with your enemies!"
Still, something was odd. That lady was by all means shady, yet the Boros mage seemed surprisingly friendly towards her. Before Boris could think about it further, however, he felt a searing headache, causing him to fall to his knees. Grabbing the letter and stowing it while he got up, Boris now had a more wicked look to him, as if he were a different person altogether. Even after he got up again, he did not stop playing, if anything, he was playing more violently now.
"Who do you think you are? Tearing us all apart, where did you think you could go? 'Cause everyone already knows, it's twenty to one. Yeah, so you better run!"
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