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The knight's maneuver was a more costly mistake than he realized. Talon's intention was never to bash into the shield again, it was only to grab it, and by pivoting into him, he made grabbing it only that much easier. With a grip that could crush stone, Talons claws dug into the shield, and with the strength to move boulders, he pushed it downwards. All of Daniel's attempts to manipulate momentum were futile, for there was no forward momentum to manipulate; there was only downward momentum, and that would not send him flying into the pillar. Daniel yanked his shield back, but he had already allowed Talon to close his claws on it so such a gesture would not be enough to rip it from his grip. Nor would a momentary jerk of resistance be enough to overpower Talon's strength, gravity, and a disadvantage in leverage. If Daniel wanted to keep his shield off of the ground, he would need more than one momentary jerk. Even if he failed to resist the downward force, Daniel would be able to pivot, scraping the bottom of his shield through the dirt, but he would find their positioning quite different that he imagined.

All Talon had to do to retain the advantageous position was pivot with them, leaving both of their sides exposed to the monolith and Talon still facing him head on, peering at him over that shield he refused to let rise up from the ground. His strike, should he choose to make it despite this positioning, would be blocked by the boneblade in Talon's left hand, a simple swat to provide just enough force to thwart the blow. And now Daniel would see the folly of trying to dance with the dragon. His tail, elegantly flowing with the change in positioning, would whip around, curving up from under Talon's left and returning the favor of an armpit strike by stabbing at the opening that the knight's own attack had created. Blocking with his sword would require getting beneath Talon's left boneblade, which the dragon had little intention of letting the knight do.
@LeeRoy Humans are not an invention, so it's irrelevant. But, humans are pretty much just a bunch of biochemical reactions. And showing that an idea uses already existing ideas is not obtuse, it proves my point.
@LeeRoy Aerogel is just an improved form of gel. The idea of a gel was not original when it was invented. Colloids were a well known form of matter, and the idea of suspending a solid in a gas was already well established with aerosols. Even its function as an insulator is not novel. It would be hard to think of a less original idea.

The Telegraph is not original at all. It's just glorified smokes signals.

You could go on, and so could I. It's actually quite fun, as I didn't even know aerogel was a thing until I looked it up to see what idea it was based on.
@Tasuke The electric calculator is just a glorified abacus. The abacus is just counting with sticks and stones. All ideas are based on something that came before them. As I said, value comes not from "originality" but from execution. The electric calculator is much better for assisting us with arithmetic than the abacus is, thus it is a very good invention, despite being utterly unoriginal in its conception.
@Tasuke There is not a single invention in history that can be construed as entirely original. The entire history and evolution of technology entails modifying pre-existing things. Give me any invention at all, and I'm certain that I can find an already existing idea that it was based off of.
@ImportantNobody Honestly, there's no such thing as an original idea. Everything has been done before in some manner or another. As long as you execute your character well, then there is no reason to feel it's too similar to something else. Now, if your character was a short redhead who manipulated mud because she had a mud spirit put in her as a result of her village's experiment to weaponize the mud spirit, and she has a tattoo on her head of the word "devotion" symbolizing her deceased mother's devotion to her unloved child, and if your character was demonized and isolated as a child solely because this power was a taboo, then maybe you should reconsider. Otherwise, every character is bound to be similar to some other character.
@Takashi ok I posted.

Apologies if my posts have been short so far.... -w-'


Don't worry about it. It's just introductions. Though I did have fun writing 5 paragraphs of Ryuuto being awkward
Ryuuto Anjou


Ryuuto hated scenarios like these. He scanned the monitors for his name to see who he was paired with rather quickly, but that was the easy part. He gave one quick glance around the crowd and immediately felt like a pebble being bounced around in a sea of motion. While he wasn't terribly short, Ryuuto was definitely scrawnier than most of the boys his age, and so pushing past people was an insurmountable task. His only hope of maneuvering through the chaos was worming his way through the gaps created when one person moved, but even that strategy was not flawless. As he tried to slither his way to a better vantage point, other students bumped into him, offering passing "excuse me's" as if that actually excused them of their barbaric behavior. One person even backed into him without looking and nearly sent his glasses flying off his face, which would have been the end of them in this tumult.

He had to grab onto somebody's shoulder to prevent himself from falling, but then he saw a ray of hope. The girl he had landed on had the same hair and body type as his partner in the picture. Could it be a coincidence? "Kenzaki-san?" he said tentatively, but when the girl turned around, she revealed a face completely different than the one he expected to see. "Ah, excuse me!" he stammered, backing off before the girl had a chance to push him off. It was no use; he'd never find anybody in this crowd. So he decided to wait off in a corner where his partner could find him.

A couple of minutes passed, and nobody approached him. It seemed like most of the students had met their partners by now, yet it was strange that he hadn't even caught a glance of his. Then, a harrowing thought came: if they were paired up based on personality, then it was very likely that both of them would be inclined to wait rather than seek. He let out a sigh, dreading the prospect of plunging back into that crowd, but he saw it as the only possibility. Since he would presumably be working with Kenzaki-san for a long time, he had genuinely wanted to make a good impression, but the image of her waiting, growing impatient, and contemplating simply meeting him at the dorm sent him into social damage control mode.

As much as he hated it, he walked back into the crowd to give another look for his partner. Fortunately, by letting some time go by, many pairs of student had already met up and were leaving the room, which at least gave Ryuuto some room to breathe. With more space to walk around in, he managed to avoid getting bumped around, and even got a decent view of the room... and there she was! Ryuuto slipped past one of the jocks and finally made his way to the wall where his partner was waiting for him.

He stood there for a moment, just happy that the ordeal was over, but after a silence that was just long enough to be awkward, he remembered that he had to introduce himself. "Oh, um... I take it you are Kenzaki-san? I'm Anjou Ryuuto. Let's work hard together at this school." Ryuuto knew that wasn't the most elegant introduction, but he was so focused on not messing up her name that he forgot to be friendly. After another brief pause, he offered her a handshake, not realizing that the stress from being in a crowded space had made his hand a bit sweaty.
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That would make your score infinity, which sounds more broken. Or someone can pla one match, win, and quit with the high score.


That would be a quotient, not a difference. Melon's score would be 7 - 0, or 7. Somebody who wins once and quits would have a score of 1. somebody who goes 5-2 would have a score of 3. It's not a bad system.
Ryozan did not feel the impact he had hoped for when their fists collided, but he did manage to do some serious harm to his opponent. The spikes on his gauntlet dug into Mr. Sunshine's flesh as his hasaiken shattered the bones in his wrist; for all practical purposes, his opponent's left hand was neutralized. Even though it was not the exact damage he had hoped for, he felt a certain amount of pride in what he accomplished with that attack. After all, Mr. Sunshine had said that his flesh had yet to taste a blade, and while Ryozan's blade was one of ice rather than steel, this still meant that he was the first person to draw blood against this formidable man. It meant that he was better than all those men that fell before him leaving nary a scratch; it meant that all of his opponent's conquests were now, in part, his. However, the Tanzo family had not retained its power for so long by being the strongest loser. This brief taste of success spawned a small grin across the kitsune's face and spurred his desire for victory even further. But first, there were more immediate matters to deal with.

Ryozan had dealt damage, but he had sacrificed his balance for it. He did not want to enter ground combat with a man who was larger and stronger than him, even if he had two injured arms. Yet, Mr. Sunshine seemed to know that the ground was where he would have the advantage, and seemed keen on forcing him into that position once again. He felt the shift in weight, and indeed, his tail would not be able to support any excessive force. However, he had been given plenty of time to pour ice energy into Mr. Sunshine's right arm and while he still had enough control of it to jerk it around, the frostbite would likely reduce his dexterity, and the strength of his sword strikes would suffer as a result. For the sake of regaining his balance, he was willing to let the sword arm slip from his grasp. But, thanks to this new positioning, his opponent had left him a nice opening to take advantage of.

His left leg landed on the ground once again, relieving his tail of its burden, and then he clenched his left hand into a fist. By shifting the left side of his body forward and jerking his sword arm to the right, Mr. Sunshine had exposed the front of his body to an attack. Based on where Ryozan's left hand was after releasing Mr. Sunshine's arm, it was already inside the defenses of his sword arm, and blocking with a broken wrist would be both painful and difficult. So, Ryozan aimed a compact left hook at Brighton's gut. His opponent was unarmored, so the blade protruding from his gauntlet would be able to dig no less than three inches into his flesh. If the blow bit deeply, Ryozan would follow up by ripping the blade out with a violent slash, tearing his opponent's body completely open.

The kitsune was not unwary of the threat from the right, though, and even from this close range, there was still a vital area his opponent would be able to strike. Rather than drawing his right hand back for another strike, as he would normally do in this situation, he brought his arm up around his neck and braced his right hand against his left shoulder, protecting his neck from any desperate sword strikes that would come his way.

Ryozan wanted to keep this close proximity that he had established, so if Mr. Sunshine tried to dodge away from the strike, Ryozan would track his movements and try to maintain the in-fight. Likewise, he was now on to Mr. Sunshine's plan to take him to the ground, so he diverted some of his attention to his opponent's footwork so he could react to another sweep attempt without resorting to his tail.
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