I must be going by a different definition of the Final Fantasy magic system if Meteo, Ultima, and Mega Flare are "Low level". Those were spells designed to wreck a lot of people's shit really badly, really fast. Not to mention you specifically said Oner's Mega Flare was as powerful as Neo Bahamut's Mega Flare.
And yes, I concede that this is a character roleplay and that battle is not as important as character interaction and storyline. It just loses a bit of its charm if a battle for the fate of the universe is reduced to one side being the Death Star and the other side having giant targets painted on them.
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Renose, I'm sorry if I sound like a whiny little git, but most of the challenge of a game is fighting enemies face-to-face, not watching people get blown up at range. The latter's nice when you're a superpower trying to prove a point to a bunch of backward terrorists, but it's no way to run an RP. It's great in a single player game like Skyrim or Final Fantasy, since game balance is not an issue. It is an issue, however, when several people are playing, and one guy basically eclipses the rest in raw power, rendering them as hanger-ons.
At this point, thanks to Oner/Reno's constant use of heavy firepower, I wouldn't be surprised if Heartless suddenly evolved magic immunity just to stay alive. God knows there's been plenty of stimulus to weed out the lazy ones who aren't trying to build up magic resistance.
At this point, thanks to Oner/Reno's constant use of heavy firepower, I wouldn't be surprised if Heartless suddenly evolved magic immunity just to stay alive. God knows there's been plenty of stimulus to weed out the lazy ones who aren't trying to build up magic resistance.
Okay, sorry to be a bitch, but...
Reno really stretched my disbelief to the breaking point. Not one page ago, http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/963/posts/ic?page=15#post-742311he had flattened a bunch of Heartless with a Megaflare and an Ultija[/url]. And now he launched another Megaflare.
Either Reno is really, really exhausted at this point, and will probably need to sit out any future combat for the rest of the day, or he's a walking nuclear arsenal, at which point I can only say this game is so fucking broken I don't see a point in playing anymore. The rest of the team are just Reno/Oner's cheerleaders as he uses heavy artillery to flatten everything but the bosses. And while the boss fights are exciting, it means we just sit around looking pretty 70% of the time.
Reno really stretched my disbelief to the breaking point. Not one page ago, http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/963/posts/ic?page=15#post-742311he had flattened a bunch of Heartless with a Megaflare and an Ultija[/url]. And now he launched another Megaflare.
Either Reno is really, really exhausted at this point, and will probably need to sit out any future combat for the rest of the day, or he's a walking nuclear arsenal, at which point I can only say this game is so fucking broken I don't see a point in playing anymore. The rest of the team are just Reno/Oner's cheerleaders as he uses heavy artillery to flatten everything but the bosses. And while the boss fights are exciting, it means we just sit around looking pretty 70% of the time.
Jake raised a hand to everyone behind him to stay quiet - he had spotted something up ahead. Rather, he spotted something buzzing above them. He scanned the skies carefully, before he caught sight of the giant insect flying to the castle.
"Hmm," he mused, before making his way back down. He turned to Ralph and Vanellope.
"So, quick question; there's a castle up ahead, and the bug's flying in its direction. To whom does the castle belong, and how likely are they to listen to a bunch of stragglers and tourists? 'Cause if we doubletime it over there, we're going to have to figure a way to make sure if the castle is clear or not."
"Hmm," he mused, before making his way back down. He turned to Ralph and Vanellope.
"So, quick question; there's a castle up ahead, and the bug's flying in its direction. To whom does the castle belong, and how likely are they to listen to a bunch of stragglers and tourists? 'Cause if we doubletime it over there, we're going to have to figure a way to make sure if the castle is clear or not."
Jake sighs. Many years ago, he would have been the one to suggest splitting up. However, time and bitter experience told him that sometimes, it's nice to have the group watching your back rather than diluting its power.
Still, he supposed that these kids were capable enough to handle themselves if they ever ran into trouble. Might as well, he guess.
"Alright, alright, you twisted my arm," he shrugs. "I'll go bug-hunting. You guys be careful out there."
He began walking in the direction he last saw the Cy-Bugs, his keen tracker eyes following the environs and noticing any details that may help them follow their targets.
Still, he supposed that these kids were capable enough to handle themselves if they ever ran into trouble. Might as well, he guess.
"Alright, alright, you twisted my arm," he shrugs. "I'll go bug-hunting. You guys be careful out there."
He began walking in the direction he last saw the Cy-Bugs, his keen tracker eyes following the environs and noticing any details that may help them follow their targets.
Jake pulled his axe from the still-twitching corpse of a Cy-Bug. Apparently, these things were not quite Heartless - they seemed to lack the strong vulnerability to keyblades that normal Heartless had. Fortunately, Jake always packed a regular axe with him on his travels; a good arm and a good swing could always be counted on to inflict pain, even with an unenchanted weapon. There were the usual considerations, of course; a mundane weapon's weight and balance, and the fact that unlike Keyblades, they didn't automatically respond to your will, nor are they unbreakable or extra-strong. Then again, that was part of the fun in honing your skill; you could pick up a boat oar and still inflict some serious hurt on an unsuspecting opponent.
Of course, the Junkdroids, while magic-resistant, still were nicely susceptible to a well-aimed Keyblade stroke. Either way, it was an odd assortment of such
"I dunno, Ascot..." Jake muttered. "These... Sy-Bugs don't exactly seem to fit the whole, er, 'motif' of this world. I don't see giant killer bugs as being a natural part of... this."
He gestured to the world around them as to emphasize his point.
"Well, I suppose we can split up," he says. He counts how many people there are. "Or maybe not. Probably a bad idea to split up the party. So yeah, I agree with Ascot; we try and track down these things."
He noticed Thomas, who appeared to be under some sort of cloud.
"Uh, you okay there, buddy?" he asked.
Of course, the Junkdroids, while magic-resistant, still were nicely susceptible to a well-aimed Keyblade stroke. Either way, it was an odd assortment of such
"I dunno, Ascot..." Jake muttered. "These... Sy-Bugs don't exactly seem to fit the whole, er, 'motif' of this world. I don't see giant killer bugs as being a natural part of... this."
He gestured to the world around them as to emphasize his point.
"Well, I suppose we can split up," he says. He counts how many people there are. "Or maybe not. Probably a bad idea to split up the party. So yeah, I agree with Ascot; we try and track down these things."
He noticed Thomas, who appeared to be under some sort of cloud.
"Uh, you okay there, buddy?" he asked.
BTW, I've finally decided on the Ability I want for Jake (admittedly inspired by Thunder God Cid):
Hellcry Punch: An attack that smashes through a target's defenses, and has a good chance of inflicting Power Down (reduces the target's physical attack power) or Silence (temporarily disrupts/disables magic).
The description was taken from the Adept jobs list on the FFRPG wiki, so I might just settle for a chance of strongly weakening physical attack power with a hit. The Final Fantasy Wiki page for Sword Saints only mentions destroying the enemy's equipped weapon, so that might be a bit overpowered for a setting where people depend on keyblades.
Hellcry Punch: An attack that smashes through a target's defenses, and has a good chance of inflicting Power Down (reduces the target's physical attack power) or Silence (temporarily disrupts/disables magic).
The description was taken from the Adept jobs list on the FFRPG wiki, so I might just settle for a chance of strongly weakening physical attack power with a hit. The Final Fantasy Wiki page for Sword Saints only mentions destroying the enemy's equipped weapon, so that might be a bit overpowered for a setting where people depend on keyblades.
Flamelord said Geez, apologies that the guy from medieval tech level fantasy land is bad at thinking up quick responses to 'which video game are you from?'
Jake: "What's a viddiya gayim?"
Jake got back down, hopping from branch to branch, then jumping off the lowest branch and making a perfect landing on the ground. He wipes off the peppermint cane dust off his hands on the tree.
"Well, a bit of good news," he starts, not yet aware of the welcoming committee. "I *think* I caught sight of a castle way over there in the distance. There's also roads and some buildings, though for some crazy reason it looks like some sort of giant racetrack. Oh, and it appears the whole place is made of candy; seriously, there's even a mountain that looks like a bottle of cola."
He then noticed the two locals, and shrugs.
"On... the other hand, it appears the locals found us, so I'm not sure if anything I just did had any purpose."
He stretches out a hand for the big guy to shake.
"Hi there, big guy. Name's Jake, me 'n' my buddies here are tourists, though we'll try not to make a scene. I don't think I caught your name. You know, on account of me playing lookout just now."
He notes that the big guy is not wearing shoes, and has hands big enough to hold the little girl in.
Though when he heard Ascot's explanation about them being "Keybladers", he nearly did a double take.
'Huh,' he thought to himself. 'Must be something in the local jargon.;
"Well, a bit of good news," he starts, not yet aware of the welcoming committee. "I *think* I caught sight of a castle way over there in the distance. There's also roads and some buildings, though for some crazy reason it looks like some sort of giant racetrack. Oh, and it appears the whole place is made of candy; seriously, there's even a mountain that looks like a bottle of cola."
He then noticed the two locals, and shrugs.
"On... the other hand, it appears the locals found us, so I'm not sure if anything I just did had any purpose."
He stretches out a hand for the big guy to shake.
"Hi there, big guy. Name's Jake, me 'n' my buddies here are tourists, though we'll try not to make a scene. I don't think I caught your name. You know, on account of me playing lookout just now."
He notes that the big guy is not wearing shoes, and has hands big enough to hold the little girl in.
Though when he heard Ascot's explanation about them being "Keybladers", he nearly did a double take.
'Huh,' he thought to himself. 'Must be something in the local jargon.;
"Look, maybe we shouldn't rely on Amaya. She got badly hurt back there, and she hasn't fully recovered yet."
He looked around.
"Though it's hard to believe there's Heartless here. Everything's just so... bright pastel."
He picked a berry off a vine, popped it into his mouth, and then cringed strongly at the taste.
"Oh man talk about sour grapes!" he mumbled, forcing himself to complete it. "Talk about chewing the scenery, though...
"Hold on, though, I think I have an idea..."
He jumped up onto the nearest candy cane tree, and began leaping from branch to branch. He kept going up to the top of the tree, trying to locate the nearest town or any notable landmarks.
He looked around.
"Though it's hard to believe there's Heartless here. Everything's just so... bright pastel."
He picked a berry off a vine, popped it into his mouth, and then cringed strongly at the taste.
"Oh man talk about sour grapes!" he mumbled, forcing himself to complete it. "Talk about chewing the scenery, though...
"Hold on, though, I think I have an idea..."
He jumped up onto the nearest candy cane tree, and began leaping from branch to branch. He kept going up to the top of the tree, trying to locate the nearest town or any notable landmarks.
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