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I've just written the worst post i've ever made in an Rp, and i don't know how i could have made it better.
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Forum: General Interest Checks
Best thread of the year all years.
Neat!
So, as a rule of thumb, how long would we need to wait in in-game time to create a new deck from scratch?
Not that i was thinking of doing just that or anything.
So, as a rule of thumb, how long would we need to wait in in-game time to create a new deck from scratch?
Not that i was thinking of doing just that or anything.
She smirked a little at the newcomer's little joke. She had to. It was funny, and this guy who'd come out of basically nowhere had caught her off guard. His eyes were extraordinarily thin. That's what grabbed her attention first as she looked up into his pale and pointed face. Not too bad a face, she reckoned. She wouldn't mind too much seeing that face from across a kitchen table for the rest of her life. Vaguely familiar, too. Had she seen him somewhere before, in a magazine somewhere?
"Ehehehe..." She began, trying desperately to think of something witty. Having failed, she fell back on an old standard. "My name's Aya Tsukasa." She took his hand in hers and shook it. As they touched, the bus' engines sputtered and burst into life, sending the cabin space shuddering for a brief moment. Everyone appeared to be onboard, and the one of the people she'd thought was a teacher was sitting in the cockpit, hands on the wheel. Looks like they were leaving. She turned back to Matt and let go of his hands. "I'm in Utopia house. I heard that's like the second biggest one, after the Dark Magician. Izzat true?"
"Ehehehe..." She began, trying desperately to think of something witty. Having failed, she fell back on an old standard. "My name's Aya Tsukasa." She took his hand in hers and shook it. As they touched, the bus' engines sputtered and burst into life, sending the cabin space shuddering for a brief moment. Everyone appeared to be onboard, and the one of the people she'd thought was a teacher was sitting in the cockpit, hands on the wheel. Looks like they were leaving. She turned back to Matt and let go of his hands. "I'm in Utopia house. I heard that's like the second biggest one, after the Dark Magician. Izzat true?"
Meanwhile, thousands of miles away...
Aya stared at her reflection in the window. She looked terrible. It has been a mistake to sleep aboard the plane, and her decision to come on the thing dressed in her school uniform had only made things worse. She'd spent the night tossing and turning in unfamiliar clothes, and boy did it show on her face. Her hair, usually curly and flowing, had managed to entangle itself into a black Gordian knot of criss crossing locks, and her eyes had the sunken look of a Verdun veteran. At least she'd managed to sleep through the landing. Everywhere around her, people were shuffling, pulling bags out of compartments and out from under seats, grabbing everything they could remember and shuffling out towards the exit. She waited until last, taking a few minutes to properly wake herself up, before rummaging around through some of the stuff people had left behind. Somebody had left a card stuck between an in flight magazine as an impromptu bookmark. Score!
Customs and immigration was easy, baggage claim was a pain, but before too long, Aya had left the air-conditioned space of the airport and stepped, blinking and unsure of herself into the bright and sunny day that surrounded Haneda airport like a big pillowy mattress. She was thankful to step inside the air-conditioned space of Saotome's school bus instead, even the few seconds she'd spent outside in this heat had made her start sweating like a pig. As if her looks couldn't have gotten any worse today; between the heat and the humidity outside, she wasn't so much wearing her uniform as much as she was stuck to the inside of it, like food in a clingfilm wrapper that was slowly shrinking and tightening around her.
She took a seat near the front. Always a safe choice, being close to where the adults nearly always sat, and since everybody else usually took a seat near the back, it was also likely not to fill up until the last few people got onboard. She sat down, conscienciously facing her body toward the aisle down the middle. You never got a second chance to make a first impression, and she could size up a few of her studants before they'd been officially introduced, try and pick out a few of the nicer kids and try to establish a quick friendship never failed to pay off.
Aya stared at her reflection in the window. She looked terrible. It has been a mistake to sleep aboard the plane, and her decision to come on the thing dressed in her school uniform had only made things worse. She'd spent the night tossing and turning in unfamiliar clothes, and boy did it show on her face. Her hair, usually curly and flowing, had managed to entangle itself into a black Gordian knot of criss crossing locks, and her eyes had the sunken look of a Verdun veteran. At least she'd managed to sleep through the landing. Everywhere around her, people were shuffling, pulling bags out of compartments and out from under seats, grabbing everything they could remember and shuffling out towards the exit. She waited until last, taking a few minutes to properly wake herself up, before rummaging around through some of the stuff people had left behind. Somebody had left a card stuck between an in flight magazine as an impromptu bookmark. Score!
Customs and immigration was easy, baggage claim was a pain, but before too long, Aya had left the air-conditioned space of the airport and stepped, blinking and unsure of herself into the bright and sunny day that surrounded Haneda airport like a big pillowy mattress. She was thankful to step inside the air-conditioned space of Saotome's school bus instead, even the few seconds she'd spent outside in this heat had made her start sweating like a pig. As if her looks couldn't have gotten any worse today; between the heat and the humidity outside, she wasn't so much wearing her uniform as much as she was stuck to the inside of it, like food in a clingfilm wrapper that was slowly shrinking and tightening around her.
She took a seat near the front. Always a safe choice, being close to where the adults nearly always sat, and since everybody else usually took a seat near the back, it was also likely not to fill up until the last few people got onboard. She sat down, conscienciously facing her body toward the aisle down the middle. You never got a second chance to make a first impression, and she could size up a few of her studants before they'd been officially introduced, try and pick out a few of the nicer kids and try to establish a quick friendship never failed to pay off.
And that's when you disconnect and find another sucker to play with.
I'm not exactly what you call a sporting person when it comes to children's card games.
I'm not exactly what you call a sporting person when it comes to children's card games.
There's like four of them, of which only Blasting fuse is in any way useful for online play, since online all your cards always go into the field in an automatic way.
I'd really like it if the mechanic came back in something like a silly Cardian or Destiny board deck, where arranging cards in the right way on your side of the field netted you better effects.
I'd really like it if the mechanic came back in something like a silly Cardian or Destiny board deck, where arranging cards in the right way on your side of the field netted you better effects.
Pretty sure KOG said Saturday
I can only speak for myself, but i'd be prepared to look the other way if you'll play Devlin as his Yugioh Abridged incarnation.
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All Unicorn had to do was end their turn...
Team Unicorn were like that Inferno Tempest/Jackpot 7 player at your locals who doesn't even care about winning, just wants to see some fun interactions with some silly effects, so i'm okay with them losing. What really grabbed my goat was Team Taiyou. They totally deserved that win and it would have been sweet if they had, but noooo, Card game motoJesus just had to prove he was the best at card games and crush the guys using a normal monster stall-burn deck and using it successfully.
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