Hey @RainDash, you can go ahead and post up our collab now.
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A sentence you wasted 5 seconds to read.
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Who came up with the idea to make our statuses quotes from philosophers, anyway?
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We could be doing something productive with our lives... instead, we're here.
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A random quote from some philosopher that we'll forget in a few moments.
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Norvandell sighed as he ordered another drink from the bartender. Nothing was offering him a challenge as a mercenary these days. Most jobs he got were either weak demons terrorizing even weaker villages, or the occasional so-called shrine priestess trying to "cleanse" the area. A quick swipe with his blade was all it took nowadays to complete his contracts. The drink was finally made and slid across the counter to Norvandell, who caught it midway and began to chug it down. His usual drink invigorated him as always, but now it was starting to taste of dissatisfaction. He wished a challenge would come soon.
Closing his eyes, he pondered what he was to do with his life. He grabbed some coins from his pocket and said, "Here, keep the change." as he dropped them onto the counter. When he heard the clinking of coins hitting the ground rather than the counter, however, he noticed something was amiss. He opened his eyes and found himself no longer at the bar, but at some sort of grand lobby. Sunlight filled the area, and there was food and drink aplenty. Before he could even begin to wonder what was going on, there came the announcement.
Challengers? Battle City Council? Norvandell began looking around, noticing the other 7 individuals, most of which were male. Not paying any attention to the others making a fuss about themselves, he went over to the buffet table and picked an apple from the table. He gave it a quick sniff to attempt to detect any poison, then decided it was safe to eat and took a bite. Perfectly juicy and perfectly crunchy, just to his liking. Looking back at the others, he began to examine them more closely. If he was to gauge the situation, he was in a tournament with 7 other combatants, all of which were of equal or perhaps even greater strength than him. There were clearly some who were warriors, and one who could be defined as a rogue. A woman warrior was quite rare, even in his home, although to be fair, the more powerful women he knew tended to be witches.
All in all, he did wish for a challenge. Perhaps he would get one from them.
Closing his eyes, he pondered what he was to do with his life. He grabbed some coins from his pocket and said, "Here, keep the change." as he dropped them onto the counter. When he heard the clinking of coins hitting the ground rather than the counter, however, he noticed something was amiss. He opened his eyes and found himself no longer at the bar, but at some sort of grand lobby. Sunlight filled the area, and there was food and drink aplenty. Before he could even begin to wonder what was going on, there came the announcement.
Challengers? Battle City Council? Norvandell began looking around, noticing the other 7 individuals, most of which were male. Not paying any attention to the others making a fuss about themselves, he went over to the buffet table and picked an apple from the table. He gave it a quick sniff to attempt to detect any poison, then decided it was safe to eat and took a bite. Perfectly juicy and perfectly crunchy, just to his liking. Looking back at the others, he began to examine them more closely. If he was to gauge the situation, he was in a tournament with 7 other combatants, all of which were of equal or perhaps even greater strength than him. There were clearly some who were warriors, and one who could be defined as a rogue. A woman warrior was quite rare, even in his home, although to be fair, the more powerful women he knew tended to be witches.
All in all, he did wish for a challenge. Perhaps he would get one from them.
I was considering waiting until someone else posted theirs up first. If no one else does soon, then yeah, Rain and I might as well post it up.
I suggest, for the purpose of not filling up the thread with short combat posts that will confuse everyone, that we move spars to collab posts (I recommend Titanpad).
If you consider staying home and turning off all the lights so no trick-or-treaters come to your house because you have no candy to offer, then yes, I did something.
So, who are we waiting on to post?
Apologies. Life has been a bit hectic.
Also laziness.
Also laziness.
Dunno. Maybe they were taken away by the mysterious force called Life.
"Okay!" Kimberly said, excited to get the show on the road. She went over to where Superboy said to line up, walking behind Ryan. She turned around to look at Conner, only to realize Conner wasn't behind her. Looking around, she quickly spotted him with Miss Martian. "Conner, you aren't coming?" Kimberly asked.
"There's no rush to train right away," Conner replied. "Plenty of other things to do, like getting a tour of the base or something." While Conner did want to explore the base, the truth was that he was too nervous to actually do any training for the moment. He had no physical prowess, no fire breathing, nothing like that. All he could do was "amplify". Despite his nervousness, he was also excited. Not many people could say they were part of a group of superheroes, even if they were still in need or training. Conner just decided to employ his strengths in other ways.
"There's no rush to train right away," Conner replied. "Plenty of other things to do, like getting a tour of the base or something." While Conner did want to explore the base, the truth was that he was too nervous to actually do any training for the moment. He had no physical prowess, no fire breathing, nothing like that. All he could do was "amplify". Despite his nervousness, he was also excited. Not many people could say they were part of a group of superheroes, even if they were still in need or training. Conner just decided to employ his strengths in other ways.
Kinda makes sense to me.
It seems he has different modes.
At his 25%, he increases to 1.5 times his normal size, and gains the strength and durability appropriate to a "normal" man his size.
At 50%, he grows even larger, while also gaining strength and durability for a "normal" man that size.
At 75%, he is at the size of his 25%, but more power is built up within his body, granting him more power than his 50%.
At 100%, he's normal size, but all his power is concentrated on increasing his strength, stamina, and durability.
Of course, all that built-up power is like a carbonated soda in an unopened shaken-up soda can. It has enormous strain on his body, so he needs to rest and recover after use.
I don't see what's so confusing about that.
It seems he has different modes.
At his 25%, he increases to 1.5 times his normal size, and gains the strength and durability appropriate to a "normal" man his size.
At 50%, he grows even larger, while also gaining strength and durability for a "normal" man that size.
At 75%, he is at the size of his 25%, but more power is built up within his body, granting him more power than his 50%.
At 100%, he's normal size, but all his power is concentrated on increasing his strength, stamina, and durability.
Of course, all that built-up power is like a carbonated soda in an unopened shaken-up soda can. It has enormous strain on his body, so he needs to rest and recover after use.
I don't see what's so confusing about that.
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