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8 yrs ago
Current 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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9 yrs ago
Give us the doctor.
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@dragonmancer

"Hey, do you mind if I sit here?" She said. "There's somebody in the courtyard I wanna avoid if I can."

Aya didn't bother waiting for an answer, but put her back against the wall and let all the feeling go out of her legs. Not the most gracious of descents, but it left her sitting cross-legged, with her back against the wall. Right next to the quiet white-haired boy who'd been conscientiously avoiding everyone else. Every single corner of every single building seemed to be occupied with someone, desperately trying to ignore everyone else. Aya vaguely wondered if that didn't break some rule of architecture, about not building a house with more corners then people in them. That and the strategy didn't seem to be working, anyway. The only person Aya could see who wasn't getting any play was the Soul absorption player she'd lost to, who was walking around the middle of their little patio, trying to get people's attention as they took one look at her 20500 life points and mysteriously got remarkably interested in the sky, or their own shoes.

"So" She began, turning to the white-haired youth next to her. "What's your deal?"
Was giving me a powerful monster a part of your plan?


It's taking me all of my self control not to make a banepost right now.
@Scarifar, not to be an asshole about this, but is your name @KOgaming?

'Cause I'm pretty sure it's not.

--Cafeteria--

The first match of the Tournament, and Aya had lost spectacularly. Her opponent, who'd mixed in a few cards while the tourney's rules were being explained to everyone, had opened with Soul Absorbtion into Pot of Desires, She'd played what she could, but her hand being full of Kaijus, she'd been forced to concede after she played her Gren Maju and Glutton, The duel had been over in three turns. Her opponent cleared away her plates and left, slightly swaying under the 20500 life points she suddenly had, off to challenge somebody else. Aya turned back to her meal, biting into her scrambled eggs. Tasted like ashes in her mouth.

Well, her day had suddenly developed a massive gaping hole in it. She might as well go back to her dorm room and finish unpacking everything.

--Utopia house--

She ran into Mr Inoue, her newly-introduced house head, who'd helped to guide her to the right section of the entrance hall, where the bored looking mail clerk had handed her a crate. Well, "handed" was probably the wrong term. "Wheeled out in a modified forklift" was more apropos for what he did. Aya signed for the package, and asked if by any chance the clerk had a crowbar behind the desk. They had a good laugh about that. She finally managed to get the nails out of the crate, one at a time using the back part of a hammer. The box burst open, drowning everything around it with a wave of packing peanuts and bubblewrap. She offered to clean it up herself, but the clerk was having none of it, and just asked her to take whatever was so important and leave. Which she did.

Her bike was a beauty. Every single surface was waxed and polished to a mirror shine, from the oily green chrome backend to the fleet of mirrors and lamps festooning the front, and in the early morning light of day it shone like a beacon, blinding a few birds with its reflected light. She would have taken it for a spin, if it wasn't completely out of gas, and as she pushed it through the campus, alongside the tens or students, all engaged in dueling, she could have sworn a few heads turned in approval and jealousy. That might have been her imagination, though.

She parked the thing over near Utopia House' bike racks, chaining it up next to some dirty great black thing which had two wheels so therefore must have been a bike. One look at it was enough to imagine the thing wreathed in smoke and the dust it would kick up along any highway, and the mismatched handlebars and oversized engines made it look like a car accident that had somehow kept on moving so nobody had bothered to fix the thing. Somebody had carved the words "PhANToM dUelIsT" onto the seat cushions, too. Well, with any luck she'd never run into the guy, here's hoping.

Utopia house had individual rooms for each of their students, which was a surprise. She was expecting bunk beds, or a Harry potter-style dorm room arrangement, not this. It felt like a hotel, which was just fine with her. She took a shower, ran a comb through her hair, and changed her clothes, enjoying the feeling of cottons that didn't feel like they'd been slept in on a dingy plane. She decided to take the opportunity to walk around the campus, get to know the area a little bit better. She closed the door and walked out into the open air.

Hey guys, how was your weeken-

That's not a duston, that's a Paleozoic card going through an identity crisis.
We're living in a world where B.E.S have a field spell that makes all their monsters untargetable by anything for literally no cost, so it's not too unreasonable for it. And if it did have that effect you'd have to specify that it's a quick effect so it can chain onto things like twin twister and mst, which are instant spells and therefore spell speed 2, unlike field spells that are spell speed 1. Minor quirk of the rules, there.
It's not my place to comment on this, but you could totally get away with just one counter to negate it's own destruction. Kyoutow Waterfront does it that way, and it gets counters a lot cheaper then having to flip coins or roll dice.
this is out of context, and if whatever it was was in context people would get angry at me for saying it.

Yes, you're playing the game less optimally then you should. Yes, while everyone else is playing overpowered strategies that shouldn't really exist and even if you do win, it will be a come from behind victory. This does not give you the right to passive aggressively bitch and moan in the OOC to every other player because everyone should suck like you do, and you are not inherently better or purer for playing a weaker character. Fuck you for trying to backseat mod and passive aggressively push out people who came into this RP to play out their fun little power fantasies, because it's not something you personally like.
@Satoshi Kyou

Well, it depends on how the wishing mechanism works, if it's a lawyer genie, a monkey's paw, or something kooky. Really, there's so many factors at play, like if the shop is made out of bricks and mortar or just sheer magic powerz, if Aya was able to control her wish consciously or not, if being aware that a wish is happening counts as a wish affecting or applying to you, etc. The thing is, the one person who would most like to argue all of the sides of this would be Aya herself, so i think we'll probably cross that bridge when we come to it. My intention with writing that wish was to show that Aya's the kind of person who really does scroll all the way to the bottom before clicking "Agree" and loves finding loopholes in these things.
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