feel the need to put this out here so
i find it interesting that the only characters in undertale that have some kind of knowledge about the timeline and the resets and stuff are characters who have also, at some point and in some way, been in possession of a human soul
there’s your chatacter, of course, and chara, who are human and thus automatically have human souls. there’s also flowey, who, before his death as asriel, absorbed chara’s human soul which effectively gave him a human soul of his own until his death. finally, there’s asgore, who recognizes how many times he’s killed you when you come back from your save point, and he’s in possession of the 6 other human souls.
the only exception to this is sans, who isn’t shown to have a human soul in any way, but still has connection to the timelines.
idk i just think it’s interesting
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ok theres a lot of games where i LOVE the gameplay/lore but i hate the Big Fans or the powergamers, and damned if warhammer isnt one of those things.
but yknow what? i wish i still had the picture somewhere, but this dude tried to powergame by playing outside the spirit of the rules (in a manner of speaking anyways) and not putting down any units. his opponent just so happened to know the rules better (afaik, if u place ur pieces last, ur opponent gets the first turn) AND HE DEPLOYS ONE UNIT OF SCOUTS ACROSS THE WHOLE EDGE OF THE BOARD, MAKING HIM WIN BY DEFAULT. i hate some nerds but i love that shit SO much. like YES get their ass for trying to break the rules!!! MONARCH SHIT!!!!!!!
same with that fucker that crammed his magic deck full of "on the 4th turn this card is out, you lose" and then had like 4-8 other cards that let him GIVE IT TO HIS OPPONENT. thats not breaking the rules, and you have to get a veeery specific setup to pull it off, so its not unfair! plus its counterable, any "block that play" instant would be able to stop it and fuck that guy over! its creative in a fun way and not a miserable way. u dont lose to that and go "damn that was fucking miserable" u go "ay thats clever! i should try and counter that somehow" and i think thats the mentality games should bring out in ppl, not just "ig im not good enough to play with my friends here"
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Okay, so about three days ago, I started the DLC for Pokemon Sword (I’m currently on the Isle of Armor, and I haven’t gotten Kubfu yet).
Yesterday, I went into the Field of Focus, and I encountered a Tangela. I didn’t have a Tangela at the time, so I focused on weakening the one I encountered so I could catch it.
All the while, it kept using Tickle on my Talonflame and Lurantis. It didn’t spam it, but every time it used it, I was thinking, “Christ WHY?” It didn’t cause any problems with the battle or the catching process (I managed to catch it), but I’m having some... thoughts. Two thoughts, to be precise.
1) The Forest of Focus could be used to punish those who fail Mustard’s trials.
2) I’m imagining an AU where Shulk is a Pokemon Trainer, and he goes into the Field of Focus. I imagine that he would know what moves can be learned by which Pokemon, so everytime he sees a Tangela, he begins blushing. Why? Well, it’s because of what I said earlier.
To make things better, I can see him catching one. He probably wouldn’t use it on his team, but he’ll still give it as much love as he can give it. And he totally doesn’t teach it the move Tickle (if it doesn’t know it already) so he can find a way to satisfy his lee moods from time to time. Yep, he totally didn’t use that as a reason for catching a Tangela.
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starter tapestry || 3 sentences: ruggie bucchi + memories of home.
It's a patchwork to behold, the last piece in the basket to go up the clothesline: for instance, on one end there's a spread of cotton then on the other there's linen, a splash of orange on the center then suddenly hints of brown and red on the edges, polka dots lonely on a corner but pinstripes scattered here and there. The stitches holding every piece of cloth together had the assorted nature to them, too: they ran, crossed, locked; formed whips and slips, chains and stems.
Though as odd as the whole thing looked, Ruggie picks it up with a warm grin and gentle hands, spreading the flower-scented bedsheet out and hanging it on the line with care; a kind of care that was reserved only for the few items he could proudly call his own.
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