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5 yrs ago
Current Try checking the Articles and Guides section
5 yrs ago
I'm not victim blaming but all generalizations are false, even this one.
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It does.
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6 yrs ago
PC and Tablet ded, send help
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I lived the land of no internet
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Honestly.... I don't like custom card system that you guys have been working on. I am starting to think that my cards won't add up to some of their abilities, my most recent loss was to a parasite custom deck. Love the creativity but it seemed to op.

Call me whatever you like but I'm just telling you my feelings on creating these op custom decks


The point isn't really to create an OP custom deck. Imo the point of custom cards is to either create an archetype that does something you feel isn't already expressed in yugioh as is, or make support for an archtype you feel is cool but isn't good.
Rindheart made sure he had a firm grip on the ground around himself as he waited for the mouse to get closer, ready to move at any hint of an attack, or one of those leaps turning into an attack. Instead however, a pillar of flame obscured his view of the mouse, then proceeded to fire directly at him instead of continuing upward. Rindheart once again took the defensive, pulling upward with his arms to create a curve earth wall to deflect the flames upward, somewhat like one section of a halfpipe and hopped backwards. Next move? He'd lost sight of the rat, the bugger was fast enough he could be anywhere in moments. Rindheart decided to merely wait where he was, scanning what was in front of him. If the rat was behind him and wanted to launch an attack it would succeed one way or the other. If on the otherhand the rat hadn't managed to flank him it would be best to watch what was in front of him. So Rindheart, around 7 meters from his raised earth, scanned the area in front of him for any signs of another attack. He also pulled out the rest of the metal from his bag, spreading it thinly over his back and sides, covering skin and armor alike.
To follow-up on the whip cracking I do forget things, if any independents need a post from me, whether it be advancing something ongoing or starting something feel free to get my attention. As far as I am aware I am caught up on the moment, though I know there are several independents that don't have a whole lot going on right now.
The PRT Building


"Eh, shadows?" Jackson asked with a puzzled voice as he examined the screen closer. He squinted and even gave the TV a light bap. "I don't see any weird shadows there bucko. Mind telling me what they look like?" Though Jackson didn't say it was probably rather clear he thought it might have something to do with Ruben's power. Of course it might also be something silly like sleep deprivation so he wasn't getting too excited about it, besides he didn't want to make Ruben nervous about it.
Dawkin Trustram


Dawkin raised an eyebrow and released his two pokemon, not giving them any orders for now. He hadn't really expected to run into these people again and was entirely unsure of what exactly was going on. Simple problem, simple solution. "Care to explain what's going on?" Dawkin asked, even as Martin immediately took action against the two. Dawkin didn't move to support him, if the two were up to no good they would resist and he would intervene, if not then surely they would make way for the Nincada. Lucian was of the same mind as Martin, immediately commanding his own Pokémon to intervene as well. What an odd situation this was.








You can't prove that. Anyway. Definitely not feeling inspired to make a post out of nowhere. I don't know, I'd certainly have an easier time participating after getting Megan somewhere and doing a thing. Just not feeling a whole lot of direction I guess.
@kidjab @Heckno12

Messed up mentions see above.
@Kreutzer @kidjab @Heckno12 @Chaotic Chao @Ryougu @KaijuBaragon

So can we get an ETA on posts? Or drop outs? Or some sort of communication? Sorry to sound salty but ya know.
Rindheart rotated as he fell now that his counterattack was complete, whether it would succeed or not, and landed on his hands, pushing himself back up quickly to keep watch on his opponent. The mouse had gotten a massive amount of distance with the jump, Rindheart's attack had been conducted at the max of his range bearing in mind what he had seen of the rat's speed to try to accommodate for the distance but it had been futile. Rindheart took steady breaths and reached into his cloak, rapidly drawing two simple, even crude daggers only a few inches long, created in a moment with his metal manipulation. It looked like this match would likely be rather difficult. With the rat being so small and quick, his only options for attack were limited. He'd have to wait for the rat to give him a chance.
Anagorm Britia


Anagrom took part of Charles's generous breakfast and then headed to class, things happening normally until just before lunch. Anagorm was mildly puzzled as All-Might explained they would be having another race. Hadn't they already done like three races yesterday? There must be something different about this one, perhaps an obstacle course or something like that. However she was certainly interested to see her hero suit. She'd never spent much time on a costume ideas so she'd requested the academy to create one for her. Anagorm opened her suit case to see a rather massive piece of clothing. Upon taking it out and unfurling it she determined it to be a sort of cloak that easily wrapped around her entire body. She wrapped it around herself, the large piece of clothing easily obscuring her whole body. It was surprisingly heavy and had an odd feeling to it. Curious, Anagorm enhanced her strength and gave a tug at one of edges to find it easily resisted her strength. Innnnteresting. She could already foresee this being rather helpful. Anagorm began heading to Field B, wrapped in her new cloak and lost in thought about the potential applications.
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