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...Is the Conceptual Intelligence a separate being or consciousness of its own, or?
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"Great Sage" is part of Rimuru's soul, but Rimuru is able to converse with it and they can switch places in regards to who controls the body if neccessary. They also do NOT share their thoughts automatically. Furthermore Great Sage possesses a database of all of Rimuru's memories, with everything perfectly preserved, even retroactively, to the point that all memories are photographic.MrKingOfNegativity said:...Is the Conceptual Intelligence a separate being or consciousness of its own, or?
It's unique to Rimuru, or more specifically it's a "Unique Skill", moreover a Skill that basically "mutated" to what it is because Rimuru was reinarcarnated without any sensual organs into a gigantic cave, felt lonely, and wished for a conversation partner. Newly formed Unique Skills usually reflect the mind of the user at the time so it changed into something that Rimuru can converse with. No other characters have shown to have anything similar as of yet.MrKingOfNegativity said:Yes, but is this Conceptual Intelligence thing a separate entity, or just a weird conceptual thing that each of the characters have?
This actually has some bearing on the result of the match, so I'd like to know.
NeoMilly Rocking Bandit said:Who mentioned Coercion?
Why not? There are no resistances. So pretty much EVERY hax should work on Penny.EmperorDoom25 said:Wasn't already discussed that Coercion wouldn't work well on Penny? Why it does now?
It wont work. Coercion's abilities are all subsets of MindhaxNeoSuperior said:Why not? There are no resistances. So pretty much EVERY hax should work on Penny.EmperorDoom25 said:Wasn't already discussed that Coercion wouldn't work well on Penny? Why it does now?
And please don't tell me that this is another case of "everyone was either too lazy or forgot to add them, but they actually exist." I am sick and tired of that, escpacially for characters with Tier 1 hax.
When It had burst up into the house on Neibolt Street, meaning to kill them all, vaguely uneasy that It had not been able to do so already (and surely that unease had been the first new thing), something had happened which was totally unexpected, utterly unthought of, and there had been pain, pain, great roaring pain all through the shape it had taken, and for one moment there had also been fear, because the only thing It had in common with the stupid old Turtle and the cosmology of the macroverse outside the puny egg of this universe was just this: all living things must abide by the laws of the shape they inhabit. For the first time It realized that perhaps Its ability to change Its shapes might work against It as well as for It. | ||
~ IT |
Richie chanced a glance behind him as he flung himself onto the package carrier and saw the Werewolf crossing the lawn toward them, less than twenty feet away now. Blood and slobber mixed on its high-school jacket. White bone gleamed through its pelt about the right temple. There were white smudges of sneezing powder on the sides of its nose. And Richie saw two other things which seemed to complete the horror. There was no zipper on the thing's jacket; instead there were big fluffy orange buttons, like pompoms. | ||
~ IT |
So once again Bill Denbrough found himself racing to beat the devil, only now the devil was a hideously grinning clown whose face sweated white greasepaint, whose mouth curved up in a leering red vampire smile, whose eyes were bright silver coins. A clown who was, for some lunatic reason, wearing a Derry High School jacket over its silvery suit with the orange ruff and the orange pompom buttons. | ||
~ IT |
Chris Unwin went to the railing and looked over. He saw Hagarty first, sliding and clawing his way down the weedy, trash-littered embankment to the water. Then he saw the clown. The clown was dragging Adrian out on the far side with one arm; its balloons were in its other hand. Adrian was dripping wet, choking, moaning. The clown twisted its head and grinned up at Chris. Chris said he saw its shining silver eyes and its bared teeth—great big teeth, he said. "Like the lion in the circus, man," he said. "I mean, they were that big." Then, he said, he saw the clown shove one of Adrian Mellon's arms back so it lay over his head. "Then what, Chris?" Boutillier said. He was bored with this part. Fairytales had bored him since the age of eight on. "I dunno," Chris said. "That was when Steve grabbed me and hauled me into the car. But . . . I think it bit into his armpit." He looked up at them again, uncertain now. "I think that's what it did. Bit into his armpit. "Like it wanted to eat him, man. Like it wanted to eat his heart." | ||
~ IT |
No, Hagarty said when he was presented with Chris Unwin's story in the form of questions. The clown did not drag Ade up on the far bank, at least not that he saw—and he would grant that he had been something less than a disinterested observer by that point; by that point he had been out of his ******* mind. The clown, he said, was standing near the far bank with Adrian's dripping body clutched in its arms. Ade's right arm was stuck stiffly out behind the clown's head, and the clown's face was indeed in Ade's right armpit, but it was not biting: it was smiling. Hagarty could see it looking out from beneath Ade's arm and smiling. The clown's arms tightened, and Hagarty heard ribs splinter. Ade shrieked. "Float with us, Don," the clown said out of its grinning red mouth, and then pointed with one of its white-gloved hands under the bridge. Balloons floated against the underside of the bridge—not a dozen or a dozen dozens but thousands, red and blue and green and yellow, and printed on the side of each was I ƒÆÖ DERRY! "Well now, that surely does sound like a lot of balloons," Reeves said, and tipped Harold Gardener another wink. "I know how it sounds," Hagarty reiterated in the same dreary voice. | ||
~ IT |
"Oh, give me a break!" Boutillier roared, throwing up his hands, "They killed him! They didn't just throw him over the side—Garton had a switchblade. Mellon was stabbed seven times, including once in the left lung and twice in the testicles. The wounds match the blade. Four of his ribs were broken—Dubay did that, bear-hugging him. He was bitten, all right. There were bites on his arms, his left cheek, his neck. I think that was Unwin and Garton, although we've only got one clear match, and that one's probably not clear enough to stand up in court. And so all right, there was a big chunk of meat gone from his right armpit, so what? One of them really liked to bite. Probably even got himself a pretty good bone-on while he was doing it. I'm betting Garton, although we'll never prove it. And Mellon's earlobe was gone." | ||
~ IT |
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Are you literally saying that Coercion would work on a 1-A?NeoSuperior said:No, Coercion in Slimeverse is an (active) Aura-based ability. While it has mental effects, it has physical effects too, the knock-out seems to be BOTH.
Also "1-A mind" sounds great and all, but there is no resistance listed. If it has mindhax resistance up until 11D or something due to being mentally a higher dimensional existence, then I think it should be mentioned in the resistance page for the tier 7 key and only if there is proof that the "mind" is the true self and not a "downgraded avatar version" as well.
Not sureMilly Rocking Bandit said:How far?