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  1. Posted · Edited by Thar

    So this is interesting. Considering the history between these two, I'd say it's the perfect match-up between two Zelda games.

    For those of you who don't know, Wind Waker came out first, but ever since Ocarina of Time, people have been anticipating a more realistic Zelda game with the upcoming better graphics engines. So once the trailer for WW came out, people were pissed and the backlash prompted Nintendo to start making the game that everyone wanted. So about a year later, Twilight Princess was made. However, by the time TP came out, people started to appreciate Wind Waker for what it was, leaving the latter kinda left in the dust until both games became more recognized over time.

    As for me, Twilight Princess wins. Wind Waker is great, though TP is just so special to me. Not only was it my first Zelda game, but the more dark-esque theme and aesthetic it had made it really stand out in the entire franchise. Could just be nostalgia talking, but I was never that great of a game critic, so I don't see why that shouldn't be a contributing factor to my decision.

  2. Posted

    Out of the two of these, I've only ever played Sunshine but I've seen a full playthrough of TTYD and it was great. However, based on gameplay, I'm giving it to the former. Was never a fan of turn-based combat that wasn't grid-based.

  3. Posted

    20 hours ago, Nyx said:

    For me, it'd have to be "If you don't expect anything good, you can't be disappointed". I don't exactly follow that. Instead, I paraphrase it to "Don't set your expectations too high". Alternatively, when something good does happen, this motto makes it feel all the more rewarding.

    Very true. I've been living by that for years and it really helps. Not necessarily pessimistic, just lets you keep more of an open mind.

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    "Sucks to be you."

    Lesnar knew things were about to get hot. After feeling her arm around his shoulders behind the gate, her skin was hot enough to cook an egg. However, he somehow knew it was more than that. She wasn't sick. It was her quirk... but that was obvious. Despite his minor misassumption, this barely-clothed girl began to spin as the air around her began to ripple like a hot summer day, igniting into a burst of flame. Lesnar had to jump back a bit to not get singed by it. However, his focus was on the demon kid that attempted a meteor kick.

    "Well...you probably can't do much against her, so focus up on the boy! BREAK!"

    Time to focus. With Valerie apparently being the larger threat to the trio, the demon kid and the ice maker teamed up against her as the remaining member made her way towards Lesnar. Rather than advancing on him by running, she merely extended her hands, which from the skin extended more hands, creating six hands total. Lesnar cocked his head for a bit, but now was not the time to be distracted by the absurdity that was this girl's quirk. Knowing the nature of quirks, he knew there'd be weirder ones out there as he progressed through this curriculum.

    "Wasn't prepared for that, but I did come prepared." Lesnar said under his breath as he stretched out his knuckles. Although he wasn't much of a melee fighter, he knew he would eventually need to resort to it at some point. Bending down like a runner at the starting line, he thrusted another surge of force through his palms to launch himself forward, ducking and weaving through an opening in the girl's array of grabby hands. With incredible speed, he wound up a clothesline that aimed to push this girl back into the demon kid mid-kick before Valerie was hit.

  12. Posted · Edited by Thar

    Under the circumstances of running into another student, Lesnar was fortunate for it to be with Valerie of all people. Definitely not just because she was literally the only one here that has talked to him yet, or the fact that she was fairly attractive and not wearing much clothing. Regardless, she seemed nice. A little too nice, in fact. The very idea of meeting someone with so much willingness to interact and help out others with that much enthusiasm was foreign to him, let alone having some of that attitude be directed towards him. He wasn't prepared for it, but it certainly felt welcoming and brought comfort to this major decision he made to come here. That being said, Lesnar saw her make eye contact with him, showing a grin that made the world that much brighter.

    "Hey there!" She said loudly, moving closer. "You caught me at the tail-end of this test. Four down so far. Was about to go look for the last one. How bout you?"

    "Oh, that's great!" Lesnar's anxious stutter calmed, as he knew there was no need to be nervous around this girl, "...and also quite a coincidence, cause I'm looking for my last badge as well."

    Valerie seemed to be happy about the progress Lesnar was making. Was she proud or just patronizing? He didn't have much time to ponder on it.

    "That's how it's done!" she said as she punched Lesnar on the shoulder. He winced; she was strong and Lesnar was quite frail, so the impact was way more painful that he had anticipated. For a moment he thought to react as if it was an advance to obtain her last badge from the four that he had, but she left it as a jab of encouragement and gave a thumbs up, which made him smirk with confidence, "...hey, since you're here, suppose we might as well look for a place with more of these things right? Follow me and let me know if you spot anything. We'll be done with this in a flash!"

    "Sounds good to me." For the first time in years, Lesnar actually felt glad to have a... teammate? It felt that way, as now they were participating and working together to reach a common goal. He never imagined to have this kind of interaction this soon, but he didn't question it. There was only one more badge to find, which, as he expected, would soon prove to be more difficult than he thought. Out of nowhere, ice formed between him and Valerie as his peripherals revealed a group of individuals at the top of the building, "...ugh, I knew this would happen at some point."

    He saw one of the figures make a jump for the building opposite of the street they were on, pushing off to project himself with his feet first aimed at Lesnar. With only a moment to react, Lesnar turned the volume up on his headphones and slipped on the other speaker to get full sound reverberating through him.

    Battle Theme // In The Crossfire - Legacy of Kain: Defiance

    His small window of escape was taken as he aimed his palms to the side to release a wave that projected him to the side, just barely avoiding the impact as the force of the blast cascaded the area where the demon kid landed. The force had the strength of a category one hurricane, not meant to necessarily harm anyone but just to knock Lesnar out of the way, and the sound was like that of a loudspeaker playing right next to your ear, which was enough to cause the ice shard in the road to break.

    "Hey Val, uh... can I call you Val?" Lesnar veered in her direction as the other two figures made their way down on a slide of ice. With the music blasting through him, he kept a sharp eye on the demon kid while planning his next move, "Be ready, cause it's about to get loud."

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    On 1/13/2019 at 1:32 PM, Fusion said:

    Should be fun binging this whole thing on YouTube.

    Never played KH much but I watched all the cutscenes during high school and I kinda-sorta keep up with it, so curious what'll happen in 3. A ton of my friends are hype about this too; I'm glad they're being thrown a bone after like a decade.

    Glad I'm not the only one. I've been watching a playthrough of both 1 & 2 on OneyNG's let's play channel and I've enjoyed it a lot. Didn't really care much for the gameplay last I remember from playing it, though.

  15. Posted · Edited by Thar

    Lesnar felt like this was a little too easy with the exception of the second badge. Considering the third one was just a rescue mission with minimal conflict, he thought he could just find all the simple tasks and pass the exam by just helping people instead of putting himself in danger. His headphones were back on as he strolled down the street, feeling the weight of the badges he wore.

    "Two to go," he said to himself, looking around for anyone that might be nearby. Since he had music playing (Veteran of the Psychic Wars - Blue Oyster Cult) he couldn't tell if anyone was there, but he remembered noises coming from within the city. Based on the state of it, the fragility of the buildings were easy to knock away with even the slightest influence, let alone people trying to climb them or even just walk upstairs. Either way, the next task presented itself from above. He looked up, seeing what he hoped was a mannequin at the edge of a building. A jumper?

    "Help! I can't hold on much longer!"

    Nope, not a jumper. Lesnar was relieved, as suicide was a sensitive subject to him, however he had to do something. But what? He couldn't fly. He's not fast enough to get up there in time to pull him, and if he tried using his quirk he might cause much more damage than it's worth. The mannequin continued to scream for help as Lesnar looked around, seeing nothing in sight until he rounded a corner into an alleyway. A dumpster full of trash. Perfect. He wasn't sure if it could break their fall, but it was worth a try. With his music buzzing, he rounded to the back of the smelly container, gagging in the process. With both palms pressed against it, he released a wave that slid it along the rough pavement, making it grind and cause sparks. Lesnar hoped there was nothing flammable nearby, but the dumpster made it out onto the street.

    "Heeeelllpp!"

    "I know, I know! I'm getting there!" Lesnar shouted, slightly irritated. Only two more pushes to go. Lining up the next push, he released another wave that left just enough of a leave for the next one to put it under the landing zone. At this point his body rang furiously, leaving him dreadfully dizzy. That last push did a number on him, but he didn't have much time.

    "Ahhhhhh!!!!"

    Okay, now he had even less time, as the mannequin had slipped and was now falling. Despite how drained he was, Lesnar went for the final push, using the last of his amplified force to put the dumpster just under the victim, almost with perfect timing. Lesnar was now delirious with whole-bodied tinnitus. His vision blurred as he made his way towards the dumpster, which the mannequin was now crawling out of.

    "Oh... oh sir, thank you... thank you so much... I thought I was a..." Only murmurs came from their direction, but Lesnar just nodded and acknowledged the compliments.

    "No... problem..." he wheezed, nearly passing out as his fourth badge revealed itself from beneath some of the bags of trash. With that, his vision cleared back up enough to grab it and put it on his person, though the fact that it was in the trash can made him think. Was this how he was supposed to do it? Or was it just one way and there were multiple badges for the same task? Obviously those questions couldn't be answered as there was no one to answer them, so he just shrugged and accepted it.

    One more badge to go. He had already gotten four badges... which caused him to worry. He was alone and it was only a matter of time before the other students would team up and start ganging up on people.

    "Next time hold onto em tighter okay? I expect to see you at the finish with five of these things."

    Just as he went to play his next song, Lesnar froze at the sound of a voice nearby. A familiar voice. Valerie? He knew he recognized it. How could you not? He heard no sign of a tussle as he couldn't hear much anyway, but there was no mistaking it. She seemed to be helping another student in trouble, which lifted his spirits slightly. As he pressed onward, sure enough there she was jogging down the street, however not singing Doo Wah Diddy Diddy Dum Diddy Do, perpendicular from the one he was on, crossing paths at the intersection.

    "V-V-Valerie!" he interjected, flinching enough to cause his headphones to drop again, "f-funny to see you here. L-l-looks like I caught up with you after all!" With a slightly broken smirk and a chuckle, he cleared his throat, preparing to react however the situation may end up.

    Lesnar Badge Count: 4

  16. Posted

    On 1/18/2019 at 5:31 PM, (youknowwhoiam) said:

    Infinite support. Honestly I don't want to suggest much because I'd prefer to see this how you envision it. Your ideas are pretty insane, and diluting them would be an injustice.

    I just don't wanna portray someone in a way that offends them. Despite how much more interesting it could be without diluting myself, it's just more trouble than it's worth causing if it ends up being an issue. Though considering this wouldn't necessarily be as much of a parody (or it could be) as the shipping fics, perhaps that wouldn't be necessary. However there's also the fact that people will see how they're portrayed and not be satisfied, so I just don't wanna have to deal with that either.

    I probably shouldn't care as much as I do, but it's just the way I am.

  17. Posted · Edited by Thar

    7 hours ago, Kazooie said:

    One of the biggest pieces of advice I've gotten was to stop thinking so many people are watching me out in public. Generally people are going about their own days and we're just barely even a blip on their radar. I get caught up in thinking what people are thinking about me and it steamrolls me with my anxiety. I gotta stop letting that happen.

    Yeah no kidding, being in public can be pretty scary, but yeah whoever told you that is right. People don't usually care. You ever try to say hi to a stranger and they just ignore you and pass by? That's a perfect example of how much attention they're paying to anything except their own business. Hell, even if they do acknowledge you, they usually don't notice you until you do so.

    3 hours ago, Cheshire Toon said:

    I was working on a project and needed some stainless steel, but they could only find mild steel, so I shrugged and said I could use that because I didn't feel like searching much. One of the older guys stopped me and said, "Why do you just accept whatever comes your way?" and I didn't really have an answer.

    Dumb as it sounds I was stuck on that questions for a couple weeks. Really changed how I viewed and acted throughout the rest of my life.

    He has a point. Stainless steel, for example, instead of mild steel could make all the difference in projects like that. Sure it's a bit more expensive but depending on what its exposed to, it could be worth the extra money and effort to find.

  19. Posted

    7 hours ago, Shradow said:

     

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    Zombieman suffered a complete beatdown for a week straight by Carnage Mode, after which Kabuto tired himself out and Zombieman killed him afterwards.

     

    Spoiler

    The key to immortality is patience... and a very high tolerance to pain.

     

  20. Posted

    Can we just talk about how badass Zombieman was in the latest chapter?

    Ch. 101

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    >gets "killed" over 200 times

    >wins once, fight ends

    >walks toward door

    >doesn't walk out of room, instead bars it shut

    >"I'm not trapped in here with you, you're trapped in here with me"

    >kills the other monsters

    >walks out completely shredded

    >"...boy, I need a smoke"

     

     

  22. Posted · Edited by Thar

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    With two badges on his person, Lesnar had no where else to go but out the same door he came in despite the hole he created in the wall towards the back end. Still, though, if he wasn't expecting much from this exercise, he was now, and the pieces fit together; the field was designed to reward heroes that resolve cases that need them. On that note, he kept his eye out for more badges. Of course they wouldn't be just laying out in the open, however that didn't stop him from hunting them like it was Easter.

    "Ugh, that was way too loud..." he groaned as the noise from the earlier incident still rang within him. Had it not been him, it'd be like the ringing in people's ears after a live concert, but the feeling made his entire body vibrate like a gong. Despite how much he would want to go to a live concert, he feared that he might never be able to, though perhaps there would be a way through the technology that this school provides. His resolve lead to the conclusion that he only came here for that reason, but he knew he wasn't that selfish, just that the thought of it was funny to him.

    He cautiously walked down the same road he was on before he entered the jewelry store, not needing to travel far to find the next objective. Around the corner past an intersection, he could hear a scream.

    "Help! Someone save me! I'm trapped!"

    Another recorded message, Lesnar thought, though the premise is obvious. We're supposed to save them. They're watching us. Testing us. Now's not the time to be technical.

    He followed the sound, revealing a semi laid on its side with its trailer detached and blocking the road completely. From speculation, the trailer must've impacted the ground from detachment enough to compress from its own weight as the back door looked to be slightly cracked open to let some of the product leak out. Obviously the product wasn't real (or was it), but that wasn't important.

    "Please, someone help me!"

    Lesnar shook his head to snap out of the semantic-obsessed mindset that he always had. Without another thought he ran to the truck where the dummy was pinned from the waist down, begging him (or anyone) to save it. Lesnar wasn't thinking about the fact that he was trying to lift a fucking truck with his own strength alone before realizing... duh... he could do it another way. Letting go, he shook his hands of the grease, took his headphones off completely, and grabbed a dismembered piece of metal from the ground, striking the body of the truck to create a loud, sharp, metallic clanging sound. With his whole body reverberating with the ring, Lesnar slipped his entire palm underneath the truck facing upward, releasing the wave of metallic sound that flipped the truck up just enough for it to lie on its top end, leaving the dummy to be free of its constraints.

    "Thank you..." it said, almost expectedly. Without another word, Lesnar saw a glint coming directly behind it. Of course, he thought, they was trapped under a truck and I lifted it. Naturally there'd be a badge under it where I can't reach without doing so. Grabbing the badge, he grunted at the extra weight that was burdening but not encumbering, moving on and listening for any more opportunities he could find.

    Lesnar Badge Count: 3

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