ChikoLad
Nia has a Mii Brawler costume
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Sakurai kills anime as streamer watches, 2018.
Didn't know LeBron was a streamer.
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ChikoLad
Nia has a Mii Brawler costume
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Sakurai kills anime as streamer watches, 2018.
>be meChikoLad
Nia has a Mii Brawler costume
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Sakurai kills anime as streamer watches, 2018.
That reminds me I need my dose of
Because no one cares, you dumb dumb.Me, the moment the game releases and Wonder Masks are still not a Mii Costume Headgear:
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At least wonder red survived the spirit and assist trophy assault. We’ve seen no wonder content actually.Me, the moment the game releases and Wonder Masks are still not a Mii Costume Headgear:
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A Zeke spirit was in the Direct.Hope Zeke and Pandoria are in the game as well, my girlfriend would get a kick out that.
I cut you too, Nia!Nia has a Mii Brawler costume
Ya I know I meant as a Mii costume.A Zeke spirit was in the Direct.
Just do what I do, dip in and dip out without any fanfare.I haven't deleted my account yet, but i have to clarify some things.
I didn't just want to delete my account because of the discussion, but also because I don't really see a point in staying here anymore - i'm fed up with speculation, the roster thread is a shell of its former self because you can only make one post there (and that was my main reason for joining at the first place), and I feel like I'm almost always ignored when I post here.
I have some friends here, but even then, most of them are also on Twitter which is a platform I use a lot more these days. So in conclusion I have very little reason to stay here.
It's really hard for me to dip out once I dip in.Just do what I do, dip in and dip out without any fanfare.
So can I get your 60 bucks now that your precious boy isn't in?It's really hard for me to dip out once I dip in.
NaNoWriMo said:"Why do we have to save people from their own bad ideas?" Sonic said, half mocking and half exasperated.
The quip wasn't really spoken to anyone in particular, but who it was aimed at was obvious. A stuffy looking man in a set of generic attire stiffened as three of the most powerful individuals in this corner of the multiverse blocked him into the room. Or, uh, two and one very uncomfortable looking third wheel. That was me, by the way. Not really sure why I was here. Just to make sure everything went smoothly, I guess. When people don't know by name who's causing problems, it's pretty obvious that things are about to go downhill quickly. And as cool as these two were, they didn't exactly. . .have the best track record for passing their spot checks.
"Sir, we've managed to disable your security systems and bypass your armed patrol without detection." Mega Man said. "It's just you and the three of us right now, and I don't see any manned vehicles or hologram systems for you to make a final stand with. May you please surrender, cease this particular line of study, and arrange for your military forces to stop attacking ourselves and our friends?"
The guy grimaced. I kept wanting to make a description of him but his sheer lack of defining traits was almost stifling. Brown head fur, brown eyes, I guess. You couldn't even really call the uniform he had on a lab coat, heck if I saw the thing for sale in a clothing store I'd probably leave and never come back just because of how insulting the lack of identity was. It was strange, bad guys around here were always bizarre immediately noticeable things like a wad of glowing wings or a weird nude butterfly man, and everyone had their own stories of bad guys being weird or showoffs back home too. I'd had to put up with some old guy piloting a DJ themed mech scratching vinyl with freaking wasabi, the only reason most people's enemies even seemed notable was because they were so darn deadly. But this guy? I think even I could take this guy, and I'm definitely not cut out for most of the things other people deal with.
At least assuming he didn't pull something. He probably would, thinking on it. Bad guys always do.
"You've trespassed into a United States military facility without clearance and caused thousands of dollars of property damage." The man said in a tone barely more colorful than monotone. "Do you have any idea how many laws you've broken today alone?"
Mega Man seemed kinda stressed by that part, but Sonic walked in front of him and held a hand up to get him to stop before he metaphorically ate his giant My Little Pony feet. One of his better calls, the poor guy would have probably started babbling otherwise. Mega Man's not exactly cool with the idea of having a criminal record. Sonic, though. . .
"You think I give a crap?" Sonic said. "You started attacking us the instant you knew we existed. You clearly don't think of any of us as being human, even the ones that actually are. So if we aren't human, then you're laws don't apply to us. Treat a guy like an animal and hold him to the standards of a saint when he actually calls you out for it, is that it. No, I'm not doing that. You screwed up and now you're fixing it.
And don't even give me 'or what?' Of course we aren't going to kill you. We're going to keep you locked up in a little box until you say sorry, one with probably better food and water than you've been planning on giving us, and definitely less experiments. Like, as in not any experiments at all. Compared to your, what, wildly abusive and definitely horrifyingly cruel ones? Like dude, I've seen your files, were you seriously planning on skinning people alive? Hell no, man, nobody's dealing with that crap. You're done. All of this is done. Game over, man."
After listening to the speech, Mega Man seemed almost relieved. Meanwhile Mr. Nobody seemed like he was about to get angry. For my part, I'd wished I'd brought popcorn. I'd probably have been able to convince one of the guys to pop a bag of it for me somehow. Thus far I was pretty much just a spectator, I'd be happy to jump in if I had the chance but I just didn't see an opportunity to. Again, definitely a third wheel here.
"You. . .you think you can just barge into my research wing and order me to surrender and grovel to your wild demands?" The guy asked incredulously.
"Honestly. . .yeah. Because you seriously have nothing to back yourself up. You're the biggest wimp I've ever seen. I'd settle this in a fistfight first, but I'd be worried I'd snap you in half with a single punch. Hell I'd never dream of kicking you, I'd probably splatter you across the room. I don't even think you could actually hurt me. Oh, you could try, sure, but what are you gonna do, pull a knife? I'd dodge before you could even move your hand forward, and I don't think stabbing would even do anything to these two. You've got nothing but empty threats about calling in people on your payroll. And the only reason they're a threat is because no one wants to hurt guys that are just there because they think they're doing the right thing. You, on the other hand, well. . ."
The man pulled himself into a vaguely more threatening pose and grinned bitterly. Then he started to slowly walk backwards.
"You make a lot of assumptions for someone with so little insight into the situation." He said.
Oh boy.
"Guys, I think he's gonna pull something!" I said.
"Bro, bro what are you doing?" Sonic asked, deadpan but suddenly paying a bit more attention than before.
"Oh, what am I doing?" The man asked. "Let me ask you this. What was your purpose to coming here, to this facility in particular, to confront me instead of any other location? Certainly there were less heavily guarded facilities, locations with less witnesses. There had to be something that drove you to approach me here and now. So what was it?"
". . .There was evidence that you had started collecting stray life force signals for experimentation." Mega Man said slowly.
Sonic gave him a dirty look for saying it out loud, probably on the off chance the guy had tricked him into spelling it out. From the looks of it, though, all it really did was dump fuel onto the villainous monologue fire. Which if we could actually pay attention for a bit unlike usual might actually pay off. I scanned the room a bit for what he might be backtracking for and noticed a large machine a few feet behind him. Hmm, I wonder what he could be planning to use to make things go horribly wrong. From the looks of it everyone else had forgotten I was even here. Perfect, so I could mess with the situation without the sleazeball jumping right to a Plan B.
"Ah, so that's what it was." The man said in a voice that clearly was only pretend denial. "I'd had a hunch, you know. Almost a certainty, in fact. But it's nice to have the confirmation. But it is rather amusing how much you care about these energy ghosts or whatever you call them. Is it because they're familiar? Souls of the beloved departed, perhaps? Have I taken the consciousness of some friend or family member, perhaps?"
"Thats. . .that's not the main problem here." Mega Man said, starting to sound a little ticked off.
"Oh? Then do tell. Are you afraid that our military is going to be an actual threat to you if I harness enough of their energy? Do a little more than just ruffle the hair of your merry little band of monsters and freaks? Are you afraid we'll actually become stronger than you?" The man asked.
". . .Sir. The energy you are attempting to harness is wildly volatile. Even a "blank slate" spirit would cause someone to become violently unstable and psychotic. But the spirits discharged during the. . .*sigh* the latest apocalyptic world-altering event have exceptionally strong identities. Even individuals like ourselves with a myriad of precautions against possession woven into our very existence are hijacked effortlessly and involuntarily by incorrect contact with them. You're putting us in danger, sure, but that's nothing compared to how much you're putting yourself in danger. To put it in plainer terms, you're attempting to weaponize the energy-based and thus incorporeal remains of individuals so powerful that they essentially become poltergeists by accident. I've seen plenty of bad ideas before, but this is by far the most ill-advised I have ever seen and probably fairly high on the list even for most of the others."
The man stared blankly for a moment, then laughed. Geez, even his laugh was boring. No mwahahah or ohoho here, just an average human laugh. Maybe not exactly normal by the standards of back home for me, but if anything it was even blander than normal. Like this guy wanted to be a supervillain but just didn't even have it in him to create an identity for himself even for that. And of course, he was stepping further backwards into the "use me" part of the machine. Cool, cool. Totally didn't see that coming.
"You know, it's actually rather amusing if that's actually what you're truly concerned about." He said. "In the end, not being truly afraid of moral taboos or of raw power, but that the very person you're threatening to kidnap is going to harm themselves over one insignificant little assumption. That the people of this world. . .are as inadequate as you."
CLANK
A piece of machinery fell to the ground about a foot in front of him, chipping the floor. As he pulled a surprisingly small switch, the machine sparked and smoked for a bit before shutting off harmlessly. A bit of the orange ink I'd stuffed it full of oozed out smelling of burnt salt, a lovely demonstration of just how much I actually pitched in for once. The dude just looked more floored than anything, it was hilarious. I could see the guys were proud already too. Thankfully enough I had the foresight to think of wrecking anything suspicious, the boys certainly never thought to.
". . .Well. I suppose this is certainly a turn of events." The man said at last, staring bitterly at his wrecked handiwork.
"So now that this is a thing, what's your evil mastermind Plan B, Mr. . . .actually did you ever even introduce yourself?" Sonic asked.
"Hmph. My name is unimportant-"
"Of course it is."
"-but with the damage you nincompoops have done here, you've set my work back tens of millions of dollars and several weeks worth of manual labor. Bravo."
"Thanks, it's what we're good at."
"That wasn't a compliment."
"I know."
The man and Sonic stared tensely at each other. Or rather the man stared tensely, Sonic had a carp-eating grin to him. Looks like my little move had put him in a good mood. Made me proud, really, the guy's kind of my sensei trolling wise. He's being a little more serious than usual with this guy which is also a bad sign, but it looks like what I did made him loosen up a bit. Hopefully not too much, these cliche types always had a Plan B and he better be on guard for it.
". . .I know you think you've won here by exercising your little destructive natures, but truthfully you've done very little to influence the outcome of today." The man said.
See, here we go, told you.
"Ya just fess up and monologue what your big boy plan is so we can all be totally taken aback before you kick our butts!" I yelled out.
The dude looked at me like I was the crazy one. Ooh, so I'm the one that's a cross between a vanilla wafer and a walking cliche, good to know. Totally not the fact that you have so little personality that you're pretty much a walking cliche.
". . .Excuse me?" He asked, turning around to look at me.
"Yeah. Go ahead and pull out the McPossessor 3000 or the MacGuffin Jar or whatever it is. Go ahead and turn yourself into a half-you half-monster hybrid, or melt yourself into a puddle of corruption goo, or explode so that the whole world can blow up and end into a warped void. Again. Do something stupid so you can walk around in shambling pain and plot to take revenge on the world for all the things you did completely to yourself. You the man, you walking script, you the man."
Ohhh boy, I think I actually made him legit mad now. Good thing he hasn't done whatever the thing is just yet, it could have been scary but right now I can just tell this is about to be hilarious.
"You. . .you really think you're something, don't you, you little festering Lovecraftian horror?"
"Hey, you ain't saying I'm wrong. Betcha that's because you know I'm right but you still want to be in denial."
"You. . .you shut. Up."
He started to make a charge for me. He actually started to make a charge for me. I guess he had one personality trait other than being the bad guy after all. He had one heck of an ego. But mastermind that he was in his frustration he forgot that I could, y'know, slip out of his grasp. Kind of comes with being made of ink. You'd think he'd know that since he obviously had one of those cute files on me. Which I would totally have to swipe on my way out, I loved scrapbooking that kind of stuff. But hey, why think about that right now when there were more fun things going on.
Like him face planting onto the floor.
Sonic started slow clapping at this point. See, total bro, right? Mega Man's wound up a lot tighter so he just kind of winced, but hey forget his opinion on all this he's too much of a cinnamon roll to appreciate the glory of a buttwad self-yeeting.
"Are you. . .alright?" Mega Man couldn't help but ask, although since he hated this guy too it still wasn't in the most enthusiastic tone. First Law of Robotics has gotta suck.
". . .There are some individuals present here who aren't going to leave this room alive. Do you want to guess who?" You could kind of hear him mumble.
"Oh no, don't say that, you have so much to live for!" Sonic said sarcastically. This time it was Mega Man's turn to flash a dirty look.
"I'm going to guess. . .none of us? Because you're too much of a wuss and all of us are too big of cinnamon rolls." I offered.
He started to pick himself up off the ground. This would probably be the point he'd get up and make a mad dash for his power up, right? So I kind of made sure. . .not. Basically I put my foot on his back. My legs weren't that strong compared to the others he'd be fine. But he still wasn't getting up.
"Yo, how 'bout you stay there until the others figure out what your plan here is? That sounds better than you pulling it off."
Honestly I was a bit surprised how much my being here was. . .actually helping. I always feel useless. But I guess when the squad is so genre blind you come along just to take note of all the screw ups it gives you some leeway to pitch in. Sonic always picks up on things but he always miscalculates when to run in to stop them. Kinda inconvenient. I play sports a lot, I know the real time to address things is before they go sour. I don't know why that makes me feel as clever as it does, maybe everyone else is just kind of dumb.
This is not a good time.So can I get your 60 bucks now that your precious boy isn't in?
This is not a good time.
Define "the game itself".You know, I hate to be that guy, but why don't you just stick around for the game itself? Neverending discussion and fun to be had there.
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I get it. You're traumatically heartbroken, I'm broke of cash, I feel that energy.
I see my humor isn't of your tastes.You're getting dangerously close to my ignore list, pal.
Meanwhile Xenoblade X didn't even make a cameo on the direct.r/XenobladeChronicles is on a meltdown after the Nia Mii Costume.
Not because of it being a Nia deconfirmation but because they're trying to use it as a way to make it seem like Rex is now more likely as a fighter.
I seriously do not understand their obsession with Rex when it comes to Smash. At least root for your actual favourites, you cowards.
Aww, I'll miss yaI haven't deleted my account yet, but i have to clarify some things.
I didn't just want to delete my account because of the discussion, but also because I don't really see a point in staying here anymore - i'm fed up with speculation, the roster thread is a shell of its former self because you can only make one post there (and that was my main reason for joining at the first place), and I feel like I'm almost always ignored when I post here.
I have some friends here, but even then, most of them are also on Twitter which is a platform I use a lot more these days. So in conclusion I have very little reason to stay here.
Complaining about how they nerfed your old main or how much you dread the laggy online and how you wanted platforming stages, of course. :VDefine "the game itself".
Oh, that stuff.Complaining about how they nerfed your old main or how much you dread the laggy online and how you wanted platforming stages, of course. :V
Excuse me?girl who is usuless in the postgame are Mii Costume?
Not even that. Just...talk about how fun it is to play. Memorable happenings versus the CPU or your friends, weird quirkiness of assist trophies or Pokemon (**** you Kyogre), that one time where you got lucky beating Century Smash...the possibilities are endless. So what if your favorite fighter didn't make it in? You like other games, don't you? There's seventy-something other characters from other franchises waiting for you.Complaining about how they nerfed your old main or how much you dread the laggy online and how you wanted platforming stages, of course. :V
First off:Excuse me?
I think you're just bad at video games.
Also Echoes are deconfirmed, there's only one Monado Boy.
Mythra's heals are not guaranteed. I've had situations were RNG fails me and I don't get much needed heals from Critical heal builds. It's not consistent.Mythra can do what you just show off but better with enough critical rate, some equipements to increase evasion as much as possible and putting a critical medal so that you heal basically everytime you hit something. while not getting hit in the process.
I thought this was changed?I mostly want a roster thread that doesn't suck.
I want to have the option to discuss rosters with other people. Not allowing discussions in that thread is really dumb.
lemme checkI thought this was changed?
Nope1. You are only allowed one post in this thread. This post will serve as your showcase. This also means if you change a prediction it will show when you edit. So don't pretend you are Nostradamus after making an edit. I suggest keeping your old rosters in your post so people can see your original predictions and how they change.
2. Rosters can be ideal or prediction based, but they should be indicated as such.
3. Do not discuss other user's rosters. Roster discussion can go in the general thread.
No, it was for awhile but they must've switched back.lemme check
Nope