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  5. Posted

    I will post a new playmat/set whenever I feel like it, with a little story behind it. Here's my first:

    I used to be a Level 2 REL Judge. I got this when I was judging a StarCityGames Regionals some time ago. It is my favorite mat to use and play on whenever I am at a tournament, keeps me honest to some regard. Enjoy.

     

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  7. Posted

    2 hours ago, ass said:

    Ima press x to doubt.

     

    Next up we have this Korean Harpie Conductor playmat. Like the 225th there are only 8 of this in the world. Harpie was printed only 8 times unlike the 225th where it was destroyed lol.

    I've owned two of these. Sold one and bought another. I'll probably move this one too. Not a big Harpie guy

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    lmao mine is mtg collection. i'll let you post your and ill make my own after this.

  9. Posted · Edited by Hina's Simp

    After an unsuccessful attack with Masked HERO Koga, Chloe felt defeated yet tried to maintain her soft composure. Her shoulders fell as she looked at the battlefield. Matt was surely in the position to turn this duel around, and it had only shown to Chloe that she was not the person worthy enough to be a hero. She hid behind her mask, while her Masked Heroes put theirs on as a display of power. This disconnect ruptured Chloe's focus, left with an almost empty Graveyard and only Masked HERO Koga on the battlefield, it came with no surprise that this might be the end, even if it was just practice.

    "I...uh..set two cards facedown..." She whispers, as she slowly draws from her hand the two cards and puts them facedown in a embarrassed manner.

    As she looked at her field, she looked down and kept her face on the ground, looming her eyes towards her teammate's feet as they crowd around and watch another moment where Chloe probably made an enormous mistake but it was only her ability that came up short in the end. Maybe it was possible to turn this around; Even if it was possible, it wasn't going to be anything spectacular. Just another cause that ends in no losing, but in no place changes the outcome of this duel if she cannot find it within herself the proper composure to play HEROes properly, even adequately.

    With a drastic sigh, she shivers into her speech, "I end...my turn..".

    The duel stands. It is up to Matt to make his move. No matter what it is, Chloe hopes to turn this duel around. That might be the position needed for her to gain a semblance of composure. But relying on the outcome to provide that semblance is something that might never change, Chloe always waiting for the opportunity instead of taking it for herself and knowing in her ability to come out on top. Chloe lifts her eyes while maintaining her tilted head, looking toward Matt and what is going to come of his turn. She just stands there, slouched over and head tilted downwards.

  11. Posted · Edited by Hina's Simp

    Cupping her hands around the stick, blocking it out of view for all but her, Chloe tilts her head down and looks over at the color quickly. Blue? I wonder who else got this color. Chloe darts her eyes around the room to peer over each of her teammates, trying to catch a glimpse of everyone else’s color. More importantly, trying to see specifically who she got paired with without letting anyone else know that they got paired with her.

    Without much success in this task, she lets out a soft sigh before anyone speaks: “Uh, guys, I got…blue”. Spoken under her breathe, just above a mumble. Maybe no one heard her, even if she was more worried about who she paired with than letting someone know that she blue. Quickly, he lifts her hand holding the blue stick just above her head, bending her elbow outward as if she was distancing herself from her stick, from any position that involved being paired with someone and doing something that involved someone else. But that was inevitable, she was a part of this team, and she wanted to be here even if her demeanor said otherwise.

    She just sat, curling herself down into the seat while her arm stood slightly above her; Chloe wanted people to see the stick she had, she wanted to try and make herself known to the group more than just the quiet one. Chloe hid behind her blushed face, feeling both nervous and embarrassed. At this point, it was a waiting game until the other person who picked blue came forward. And Chloe was one who fell more into her embarrassment the more time attention was drawn to her.

  13. Posted

    I figured I'll put mine since I /think/ I finished most of what I wanted

     

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    Name: Chloe Flores

    Age: 20

    Birthday: August 20th

    Role: Standard

    Appearance:

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    Height: 5’2

    Personality: Chloe loved seeing people save the day and come to the rescue, whether an average joe save a cat in a tree or a superhero save the city from otherworldly threats. It was what inspired her, perhaps she could be like those that she looked up to. Though, her quiet nature and reserved demeanor  kept this dream out of actual reality. Instead, she looked to comic books, TV shows, and movies to escape her own space and see herself as the heroes that she adamantly looked up to. It was a dream then. This grew into a passion, not only wanting to just read but also explore worlds that books and other forms of media had to offer in the form of those who saved the world with a smile. She fell in love with the fantastic, the magical, the fictional. Watching superheroes on the big screen, witnessing mythic heroes face their demons in epics and fables. Everything that she was able to watch and witness, she often couldn’t see herself accomplishing outside of the fictional. While she loved the stories and epics tales, it fell short in reality; She was anything but the heroes she looked up. She tended to keep to herself and her own little world more often than not.

    On the shy side, there wasn’t much to her that was let out other than constantly looking at the ground, apologizing whenever she felt she got in someone’s way, and being relatively closed off from everyone else unless necessary or her objective was more interesting than her demeanor. Much of her happiness was shadowed outwardly; it was the reserved kid that seemed to take the stage more and be the star of her own duet, the person in the background who never tried to get in anyone’s way. She was the background to the grand cast, and her more quiet appearance was the main character of her own story. It kept in the shadows and out of the spot light. The more attention brought to her, the more everything seemed to go wrong. So, she tried as much as she could to just be another person in the background—one that no one really noticed—and go about her own way. She wanted to be someone who could save the day, rescue the damsel, and give a smile so everyone knew that they were safe, like the heroes of her story. That, however, was simply a fantasy. Even if just a fantasy, there were ways for fantasies to be played out in actuality. It made sense to explore that in more ways than just on the words on a page or the pictures on a screen, and games gave her an avenue to be like those heroes and still live out a fantasy.

    Biography: Growing up around the Seattle area, Chloe loved everything about her hometown. It was a relatively spread out city, where one could go anywhere these days and still find themselves in their own little world. It was perfect for Chloe, as she loved to explore and see what was out there; imagine the heroes of her stories coming to protect the people around her, maybe take up the mantle herself if the time came to it. But even then, it seemed like Seattle was a place on the border of reality and fantasy. Anything and everything was happening here, on the small school stage to the grand stadium. Or at least she wanted it to be. It was a town that she knew and that she wanted to know better, so it made sense for her to stay in the area when it came to school and education. It kept her close to home and close to the town she loved, especially since it seemed that Seattle had everything to offer to her hobbies: comic books, graphic novels, small bookstores, and even hobby shops where she could find herself exploring on her time off. Not much into the actual culture of the town itself, it did seem fitting for her to at least partake in the little habits that people of similar interests took part in, even if she wasn’t one to try and make friends on her own. It gave her something to do, or something more to do than just sit around and read. This way, by hanging around hobby shops and seeing what other people were interested in, it at least let her feel like she was a part of something more.

    One day, out on one of her own little excursions, she made her way to the hobby shop to pick up the most recent edition of one of her favorite comic books when she came across a bunch of people playing a friendly game of Duel Monsters toward the front of the shop. She simply observed, keeping quiet and seeing what they were up — what the game was about. It seemed to fit into what she enjoyed, as the way people talked about the game: “I activate my trap card. I summon XX”, being a fantasy game that put people up against each other, overcoming obstacles, and defeating monsters. Just like the heroes she wishes she was like, someone who could overcome anything and come out victorious regardless of the situation in front of them. Just watching the game inspired her to find out more about it, even enough to ask the store owner what the game was about and what would be her best door into entering the world. Her interest overcame her own demeanor. It was another thing that sat well with Chloe, a sort of game that let her act like the characters she wanted to imitate. The store owner offered up a lesson in the game, just to get her feet wet and see what it was like. Even offered to teach her about the individual decks that were offered in the game, letting each individual pick up their own unique style and strategy, letting them act as their own character in a fantasy world. This led to her learning about HEROes, something she not only aspired to be but also wanted to do as much as she could to reflect what they were about. And that was her entrance into the world of Duel Monsters. Now, how she joins a team would probably be more fun to explore in the RP. I figured a background biography to her trying to make friends and get involved seemed more fitting for character introductions.

    Deck and Ace Card: HEROes, focusing on Masked Heroes. An archetype based around Superheroes and the Fusion Summoning. Masked HEROes focused on fusion through specific cards and certain conditions, such as Mask Change, which brought out the truestrength of the archetype. I choose to include ABC’s versions of the manga cards which incorporate a more Main Deck inclusion of Masked Heroes, which focus on banishing themselves to gain an advantage dependent on the situation at hand. The custom cards can be looked at here:

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    I plan to explore the HERO archetype as a whole, even some custom versions and other styles of play that center around the HERO archetype. This is due to the potential growth that comes with the archetype, the different forms they take on, and the different universes that they occur in. It makes for a fun growth exploration with the character I envision. I am not sure how I will directly approach this, but it seems worth it to start in some certain way. Masked HEROes make for some fun designs and they never really got the respect they warranted within the Yu-Gi-Oh! GX manga.

    Ace Card: Masked HERO Koga

    Miscellaneous:

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    Amely Wardenshield: Chloe still has reserves toward Amely; It is more because she doesn’t fully understand Amely outside of her dueling and her persona when she takes on dueling. To her, it seemed more that Amely was a product of her dueling and saw her always wearing a costume, so keeping a distance on a personal level only fit outside of the club and the team. Much of what Chloe was inspired by, what she wanted to see Amely accomplish, was never faltering on the battlefield and seeing how the monsters Amely used were like a team rather than just tools. The comradery that Amely displayed with and toward her monsters was something that Chloe admired, always wanting to watch Amely duel and how she would maintain her composure dueling intense battles. Though, this was something that Chloe admired, it was also something that kept her at a distance; She wanted to see Amely as a potential, what could be achieved if she managed to gain such an attitude and ways about one’s self. It kept their relationship distance, only interacting when it came to the battles at hand and only individuals of a system focusing on their own places. Chloe much strayed from the idea of a team, seeing how everyone else was so sure of themselves and how they acted when dueling that she tried to be on the team but not a part of the team.

    Kendra Brooke: This is one that Chloe felt close to, if it could be called that. Really, it was the presence that relaxed Chloe when Brooke was around rather than the interaction that these two shared simply because Kendra was always asleep or minding her own business instead of trying to make herself anything but a yawning presence. Chloe wasn’t completely sure what Kendra felt, because the fact that she could approach rather than needing to be approached by her. This was, in particular, what made Chloe feel comfortable around Kendra: the relationship had no picture or idea to fill, there was nothing to really work on or work toward. That satisfied Chloe enough to where she appreciated having Kendra around, even if she did not try to make that fact known or go out of her way to try and build a proper form of kinship between each other. That became the basis of her relationship and attitude toward Kendra, the unnecessary need for anything to be there and the reason that nothing was set as a foundation to build upon. It made Chloe feel at ease, to be comfortable around someone without having to really work toward or try to see something that she looked up to from someone else. Chloe was some of herself in Kendra, on the basis that there was nothing necessary to be there and each other could just be around with any other worry.

    Astrid Helvig: Chloe adamantly looked up to Astrid, since Astrid not only was herself at all times but also because it seemed like Astrid was herself; not wearing a costume or putting on an appearance to bring attention to herself. That is who Astrid was, just by seeing how she interacted. If was almost as if Astrid was the persona that she put on, a character in acknowledge of themselves and sure of everything that they do that there is no second guessing or forms of validation necessary to truly reflect their nature. Chloe saw not only a potential or a presence, but truly saw Astrid as something to look up to and try to take imitate attributes of. There was no real place for Chloe in the space that she saw Astrid being a part of, and that gave reserves to how Chloe felt about being on the team with everyone else. It made Chloe feel like an outsider, but also as someone who could be a cheerleader to the person that Astrid was at all times. In any case, Chloe only supported and tried to support Astrid at any point in time, if she felt like it was necessary of her. To Chloe, Astrid was the type of person that had everything a hero could be even if not wanting to take on such a moniker. Astrid was what Chloe was the team centering around, and what brought her to try aspire to be something more even if it was just through dueling.

    Matthew “Matt” Maddox: There was some reserve toward Matthew, only on the basis that Chloe did not really seem to get Matthew even in his dueling. It always seemed like there was something else that Matthew could be doing at all times, kind of distracting or more aloof than most on the time. There, to Chloe, was no sense of being there in presence for Matthew. That his time always revolved around what it could be done with instead of what is currently taking place. That didn’t really sit anywhere with Chloe, since it parody Chloe’s own idea of trying to do something with her time rather than having anything to really do with it, so there was a field of curiosity that led Chloe to observe how Matthew acted, with no real purpose other than the curiosity of who Matthew was really or what he did with most of his time: be it the time that Matthew was trying to catch up on or use for another purpose. There was always a rush that Chloe saw from Matthew, that she just never got to understand and did not try to. Just simply watch what Matthew was about, and maybe something would click.

    Vega Sterling: Chloe just goes along with how Vega acts, mostly because she seems to be the person putting the most effort in this team, even if she sometimes goes too far out of her way. That is something that Chloe admires, even if it is not something that she truly gets. For the most part, the team just seems like a bunch of people not really anything more than meeting up and wanting to play games, as simple as that is. There is nothing more to the team than everyone really just being their own person and doing their own thing; at least, that is how Chloe sees it. But she also sees how Vega does not fully accept that and wants to bring everyone together, even if they do not always fit together as friends, if one would call them that. Still, Chloe admires the effort and attitude that Vega brings to the club, keeping us together and trying to unify us to some degree. And that is something that she supports, a big reason why she stays around – because Vega has a stubbornness to her that really makes something, like this club, something that can bring people together and maybe make friends out of most awkward of interactions. Chloe might not go out of her way to do much, but she goes out of her way to stay around and that is a big step forward not only for Chloe but for how she feels about being apart of the team.

     

     

  18. Posted

    I already expressed my joy for you just making this; art is already a place of expression, and the icon is a rather "strange" point of identity. Strange not because it is outlandish but because it represents a shifting identity on a virtual level. It is one where we chose to recognize ourselves and our own form of expression, that is closely related to how we are feeling and how we desire to be. The internet is cool in this perspective, as our closeted identity is almost out in the open for people that we "select" to be around. So, this already is great sentiment to how much your inwardly state becomes an outward acknowledge of that. I really just think that it is cool that you wanted to create something that took more of a self-drawn form of expression. That is why I want to give you props; not because you're are anymore or less special, but you're taking a step for yourself in expressing yourself outwardly. It is something to be proud of, more of a personal statement and something that deserves more steps forward.

    The icon itself does what you wanted and provided some position to grow as an artist, or as someone who finds new places to express yourself instead of trying to understand it. It is a form of "acceptance", as well. But I don't know if I am pushing a grander message than necessary or anything. Really, I think the biggest point in this is: What are you looking to change if you were to trying something similar? I mean change as a movement forward; What do you want to try outside what you already attempted and how do you think that you improve this piece or another attempt at something similar? It is a fine step. Next is for you to explore more techniques to see how results measure up, and if there is any way for me to help you, I am curious.

  24. Posted

    8 hours ago, Yui said:

    Passion. Without passion, there is no drive for innovation. There is no inspiration or creativity. Without those, there's no progress, and without progress, we'd still be little more than glorified cavemen. Passion is ultimately the root of what makes humans humans, be it the ones of today, the great historic legends that came before us, or the people yet to come into this world. Without it, I wouldn't be even a fraction of who and what I am.

    This is such a lame and reductive answer. Passion is a fucking joke if you do not have objects of passion to reach. Boredom does enough to get people going, to do something rather than nothing and that is enough to be "passionate" but not moved. Most of the legends are born and destined to be that role, instead of being passioned and driven to do so. It was a deterministic role that they played instead of an motivated one. The passion was not of their own, and there was no passion to reflect exactly that. It was a role that people had to reach and were destined to become, even told of their destiny to become what that figure was. Passion does shit if you're comparing yourself to historic legends and anything else.

    The drive for innovation was not of passion; It was of survival and making that survival easier. Look at most historic figures, those who were passionate were not the ones who were breeding innovation. They were the ones causing revolution and drastically ruining, directing the lived world rather than trying to innovate within. Hitler, Kan, Putin. Even most thinkers were not passionate about their findings, but rather lost within the lived world and instead changed through their nature of survival to make the world better for themselves at places were it was radically wrong.

    If you were passionate about something, you wouldn't be talking about passion being the motivator. It is connotative in use by people who lack proper objects of passion and fall back on the abstract as justification to change, but does nothing but get to the net objective instead of pursuing proper change. This answer itself reflects the reductive nature of you idea. You are not passionate enough to fully understand yourself, so you fall to the word itself to provide meaning and excuse for the objectives you attempt to reach. There is no passion behind your ideology, only the conform it being able to put it in such a buzzword that people use to advocate for themselves instead of doing something that is bigger than "passion".

  25. Posted

    I don't know what the hell this question is asking; you're using the notion of ideal completely wrong. The focus of these references, from a personal to congruent means, is an ideology. There is nothing ideal about these, while the purpose of the ideal is a notion of reach. Anything that may be considered ideal has a figure to reach, rather than to live by. It almost narrates the individual growth to reach something, to reach the ideal, where ideologies cement the lived person in their own reality to become a manifestation of what their ideal may reflect. Sorry, this is a huge topic that I try to personally be understanding of. I have a personal stance with this "means of life" and the wrongful recognition of it leads to some destructive means of living, that ultimately reflect the ideology rather than the ideal.

    Now, if we look at things; From my place in the lived world, I want things to only become better for myself and at that point, what it to be the case for someone else to want. Though, this is not easy to understand and I am only able to try to understand my place a little bit closer. A girl I fell in love with radiated something within me that could only be looked as a spiritual connection. I had to find the meaning of my spirituality, only to find the area of pursuit that I have come to understand - how and what I do to understand the curiosities I hold, to make sense of my place and be able to communicate that to the people who lead me to those curiosities.

    The muse - the object of desire that stands beyond the physical or the symptoms of romantic love, beyond that of sex and companionship. I want to be inspired by those around me but the idea of the object is what motivates me rather than the lived object itself. Actively, the muse is only a distance between myself and the desire of inspiration to be something much more than me. There is no vehicle necessary to practice the symptoms of love, or to even experience them. The abstractions that reflect through the syndrome, and come with the practice, are themselves abstracts that are projected to the object which births the spiritual nature and the syndrome. The muse is what I seek, a perfect reflection of all I want from someone and experience through someone, that what I do not understand about myself right in front of me and lead my to attempt to understand them. Love and faith go hand and hand here, God being another idea of the muse yet for another type of love.

    After that, it is my knowledge and practice of what I learn and come to understand. Curiousities take many forms, but as Malcolm X has stated: "I could spend the rest of my life reading, just satisfy­ing my curiosity - because you can hardly mention anything I'm not curious about". Easily, the best tool in the world to not only take advantage of for the purpose changing the world, the self, and even experiencing more than anything else is the book. I contest the idea that the book, text, literature, are some of the most necessary tools to understand and learn about the self, to become the ideal and change the ideologies insomuch as they reflect the ideal. Not only reading about curiosities, but read other people who have read those curiosities. People who define the world through a text only recognize their place, but those who question the text and come to understand it recognize the outer-space of their place and the spaces that take shape. Knowledge and practice through the cultural phenomenological and ontological approaches of books redefine a person.

    As such, it is also that with the political measures of myself. Resistance is a form of activism that only redefines the space of an individual to feel safe and later conform the the newly redefined space. Revolution is the event of change, one that radically shows the imperfects within collapse rather than practice. I desire a world where the private realm is not the public realm and the public realm is not the political realm. Arendt's classicism of the roman government is a return I want to experience, whereas the Marxist capital is the only understanding that seems to make sense. And in making sense, it is also the blank space of revolution and clearing that change can occur through. Slow, concerned reactionism is not the approach to correcting the world and the place for individuals to exist. I have ideals I want to reach and approaches on how those ideals can be reached, while being in no place to cause such changes until I fully understand what the motives might cause and change.

    There are some ideologies that I think everyone should have: a political frame of reference, a motive for love and change, and a spiritual backing that cements the individual. My political frame of references is dictated by the ideal reality I want to exist in and the means of how such a reality would come, instead of what policies and forms would govern this reality. My motive for change and love is that of a muse, a projection of an object of desire which leads to attempt and understand myself rather than trying to make a "relationship" work. A spiritual backing is the connection I have to others and through that a commonality in the idea for betterment, for everyone to be happy. This is pursued by western religious practice, for sure, and I am a Christian by that rite, but it is still only a figure that exists because of the abstract commonality that people come together through.  

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