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"You'd take quite a while to transform, I can do it when they get here." Wrathion responded with a growing smirk
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(She's standing by the wall and won't do anything until she sees visible damage to it as to not waste Mana, what do you need me to respond to?)(Gonna need @KingEzran to respond before we can start ******* shit up!)
(I was expecting you to do something lol, like helping out or some shit. If you don't got anything to say I'll just continue, just trying not to leave people behind.)(She's standing by the wall and won't do anything until she sees visible damage to it as to not waste Mana, what do you need me to respond to?)
((If she starts evacuating people, no one's directly behind the wall, she's the only one there, so she's holding her post. She has limited mana reserves, and it's not in her nature to seek out a fight. As long as no one's been hurt and there isn't an immediate threat to the existing defense, she won't fight. I see this becoming a bad thing later in the RP. But it's also worth noting that she's not using the Extrasensory Perception as to not waste Mana, meaning she can't see anything going on at the other side of the wall.)
(Okay bro I didn't need a whole essay on her standard tactics but cool cool.)
(The essay is a power from time immemorial. Clearly you do not understand the significance, which is why I wrote out another essay.)
See, there are moments in time where writing the existing thought and the thought alone works. There are other times where such simplistic ideas are unclear and far from concise. I've started to run RPs, participated in multiple, and I'm a staff member of a functioning discord roleplay. That being said, I need to be understood, because I do not have time to expend on repeating myself. This usually expresses itself in a much longer-running piece of writing, typically referred to as an essay.
Of course, one must first understand what is described as an essay. Critiquing someone for writing a single paragraph and referring to it as "an essay" would be childish hyperbole of a much more serious situation. A paragraph, typically, in collegial writing, expresses a fraction of a much larger idea. And while it may seem long in comparison to a sentence, it does not represent an essay. An essay addresses multiple aspects of a topic, almost as many as the author is informed about from his or her knowledge. While the face of a coin can tell you a lot about it for example, it only says so much about the other face, much less about the construction of its interior.
So, when a line isn't enough to express a whole idea, a paragraph is formed, and when that is insufficient, an essay. An essay in and of itself has much more depth, and even a complete one may slightly stray from the original topic. As you may be starting to conclude, I am out of things to say, but seeing as the average essay runs much longer than this one, I will proceed with my elaboration. The majority of essays require some extent of formatting, whereas a paragraph lacks this. It is an excerpt, meant to match the format of wherever it may be recycled.
In summary, essays express more than one aspect of an idea and are meant to bring clarity, even if a paragraph would be enough to eliminate confusion. If you've made it to this point, I must say, your tolerance for the abnormal as well as the inconvenient is extremely surprising and summer must have placed too much time in your hands. You've earned my respect. If you simply skipped to this point, forget everything I said, I don't respect you. Until you read the rest, you'll have to live in the shame that I did this for you. I spent all this time writing and figuring out things to say, just for you. Yet, you have the audacity to completely ignore everything I've said and skip to the end. Walk around your house in shame. If you still don't feel it, walk down the street in shame. And if that somehow isn't enough, WALK to the nearest airline in shame, book yourself a flight to the opposite side of the world, and never type on this forum until you truly understand how shameful you are. Good day.
Siglos jumped back, rushing to duck behind the wall, nearly dropping his telescope in the process. Fumbling with the instrument, he regained his grip on it, his face pale. Quickly, he walked towards Jeanne, already recognizing her as the one taking charge. He handed her the telescope.An eruption of many came from the very back of the army, the back possessing the clearly strongest enemies along with something else... It was an enormous being, many meters in size, orc-like in appearance like the rest of the soldiers, but, the thing's eyes contained a peculiar bloodlust within them. It's armor was forged from what seemed to be bone, same with the enormous axe welded to its arm, heat charring its already black skin. It growled, steam moving out of its nose and mouth violently, like some sort of engine... It's fingers were like giant blades, the knuckles heavily armored while the nails were sharpened to near perfection, meant to rip and tear through enemies.
...It pointed at Siglos and Khadgar. It knew it was being watched.
(This will be my last comment until Olive Garden gets back online.)
Jeanne swiftly took the telescope and used it to take a look at the very back of the army's ranks, noticing the beast that had pointed to Khadgar and Siglos. "Dang it..." She grunted, "It seems our current strength won't be enough to take them out with just arrows. We'll need to head in, but, before we do, we need to be ready for anything..." She grunted out once more, handing Siglos back his telescope as the dragon fire(and smoke) and arrowfire seemed to be getting less and less effective as they moved through the upper ranks of the army.Siglos jumped back, rushing to duck behind the wall, nearly dropping his telescope in the process. Fumbling with the instrument, he regained his grip on it, his face pale. Quickly, he walked towards Jeanne, already recognizing her as the one taking charge. He handed her the telescope.
"...There's a beast in the back, Jeanne. I-I think it might be someone important..." Siglos said quietly.
Siglos reflexively ducked, his body trembling as he heard the arrow fly towards him. Slowly, he looked back up at Cain, realizing she had caught it before it could hit him."I'll take that offer, Siglos." Jeanne said as suddenly arrows began flying out from the back of the army, clearly focusing on more ranged attacks since while Noah's winds were not doing much physical damage, it was pushing them back from charging forward properly. Cain caught an arrow that was merely an inch away from hitting Siglos in the eye, while Jeanne seemed to be preparing something as explosive arrows began hitting the wall.
"...Cain will... take... as well..." She said with poor sign language after crushing the arrow in her enormous hands,
(The back-line of the army has more durability and strength than the front-lines that the arrows previously shred like paper. Noah is pushing them back with her winds which is stopping them from advancing, which is why their now using ranged attacks.)(so arrows are useless because of armor, durability, or because they don't care about damage?)
(I ask so I can introduce my bolverk and that he is not useless)(The back-line of the army has more durability and strength than the front-lines that the arrows previously shred like paper. Noah is pushing them back with her winds which is stopping them from advancing, which is why their now using ranged attacks.)
(IE why I introduced Gazlowe when I did lol)(Don't introduce Bolverk now. You should've introduced him when everyone was being introduced lmao.)