I am the princess of my own wonderland… A true royal who wields my sword in the direction I see fit. With nightmarish daydreams and homemade heavens, destructive cakes and frozen flowers is the way a land ought to be.They say nothing makes sense here, and that’s the way I like it.
Lanturn, because it does not do the concept of an anglerfish justice at all. It’s also a shame for Chinchou to lose its neat cross-shaped pupils.
Crobat, because it loses both Zubat and Golbat’s best traits. It should be blind and/or have a huge mouth.
Samurott, because it doesn’t make a lick of sense for a swordsman monster to be a quadruped. I actually looked up its anime appearances and as far as I can tell this idiot is forced to stand in place whenever it draws its sword. Can’t dual wield despite having a sword on both arms. It’s just A Bad Choice. Samurott could also stand to look more like a sea otter, like its pre-evolutions do, rather than a plesiosaur.
Goodra. I can’t even articulate. The total departure from Sligoo’s aesthetic, the missed opportunity to make it a Glaucus, the fetish porn thing…it’s all Not Good.
“There aren’t a lot of girls of color doing action
movies. I was raised on magic and action and going to
the Renaissance fair. I’d love to act in movies where I’m wielding a
sword.” - Herizen Guardiola
I just… really like the idea of Zuko’s broadswords.
Better people than I have written essays on how Zuko’s use of dual swords reflects on his own duality of good and evil. But like on a character and canon level, the fact that Zuko uses swords is very important to me.
It’s implied throughout the series that benders are prioritized over non-benders (though I’ll admit the gap is much smaller than in other nations). I think it may have been a fanfic that stated that it was almost shameful for a firebender to use weapons, that it was a sign of weakness in the fact that their bending isn’t strong enough that they needed to rely on something else.
Zuko is a firebender and not just any firebender but a royal firebender from a long line of scary talented benders. From the start, he had a great many expectations put on him which he consistently failed to meet. Azula was the prodigy he was average at best and constantly made aware of his shortcomings. We see in Zuko Alone that he had a fascination with blades as a boy (Iroh’s knife). Wherever that interest came from, it was his. Something apart from his Father’s unrealistic expectations and something he could do on his own.
Because Zuko can see that he’s far behind Azula in terms of firebending and it must be so frustrating to be constantly trying and failing. And so maybe at that point he begins to develop his love of swords. Comics stated he trained with Piandao but I can see Zuko taking it beyond any mandatory royal training and just falling in love with the motion and balance of sword fighting. Because it’s something he finds he’s good at, something Azula can’t do. Shameful or not, he knows he’ll never be as good a bender as she is, but he can wield those swords. It makes me smile to think of pre-teen Zuko, in the years following his mother’s disappearance, practicing his swordplay in secret. Using that time to forget all the ways he’s messed up and focusing on something he’s good at. And considering how good Zuko is by the main series, he put a LOT of time and effort into training.
It gets deeper as we think of Zuko using those skills to free Aang as the Blue Spirit. He used sneaky tactics and skills he shouldn’t have to commit treason against the Fire Nation. A Firebender doesn’t fight with swords, but a Firebender also shouldn’t be freeing the Avatar. I feel like Zuko was disassociating heavily during that break-out in order to get the job done, trying to justify that the person doing these treasonous things wasn’t him… when in fact, the Blue Spirit was probably more in line with Zuko’s true personality: rough but with good, noble intentions, quiet not brash, non-confrontational; would rather sneak around than openly harm.
And when Zuko is turned into a fugitive in Book 2 and was forced to hide within the Earth Kingdom those swords, for the first time in his life, became more than a secret hobby, it became his chance for survival. He couldn’t out himself as a bender so he had to rely on his swords to get through the Earth Kingdom. I think it’s also telling he lost his fancy FN blade at the North Pole and had to resort to stolen Earth Kingdom blade. And imagine how he felt to be respected for his blade skills? Teaching Lee how to fight with swords in the middle of the night was so important for Zuko’s development. Patiently talking the eager boy through the stances and philosophy of dual swords, encouraging him. When Zuko offers Iroh’s blade to him, what may have initially started Zuko’s interest, he’s telling Lee it’s okay to pursue this, this is a good thing. Which… obviously didn’t work out but man that’s something big for Zuko.
Then Zuko openly wearing his swords in Ba Sing Se and using them to defend himself against Jet could be seen as Zuko reconnecting with who he is, instead of hiding it. This metaphor of Zuko’s swords representing his true self continues if you think of how, when he returns to the Fire Nation, we never see his swords. At all. I can’t think of one episode where they appear when he’s living at the palace except, oh, that one time where Zuko faced his father and took back his loyal, his destiny and himself. The final half of season three, Zuko is hardly seen without his swords. They’re always at his back, ready to be used to supplement his firebending or whatever. Zuko has opened up to himself, accepted who he is, and wears his swords and his swordsmanship proudly
TL;DR- The fact that Zuko, a Firebender, trained himself is swords tells us about a childhood of being second best and his blades was something for him to enjoy on his own, one skill he could succeed at. It also becomes a symbol of his true self, of when he hides it and when he allows it to shine.
From here, we’ll make our way to Goron City. Then, we’ll need some adjustments on that Divine Beast so Daruk can manage it as easily as possible. He’s figured out how to get it to move… However, it’s apparent that we still have much more to learn. But to think, that Divine Beast was actually built by people… That means we should be able to understand how it works and how to use it to our advantage. These Divine Beasts… so much we don’t know… But if we want to turn back the Calamity Ganon, they’re our best hope. Tell me the truth… How proficient are you right now, wielding that sword on your back? Legend says that an ancient voice resonates inside it. Can you hear it yet… Hero?
here’s my design for bloodstone (her gem is on her back)
They’re often called the “Big Sister” gems for typically being supportive, kind and patient among their jasper and amethyst sisters. They wield large swords and are only thrown into battle if situations are dire.
Typically they are used to train jaspers and amethysts and love to encourage and motivate them into working harder. Older bloodstone’s are typically more aggressive and snappier but still try to keep their positive demeanor when training gems.
they do not tolerate bullying or teasing among the jaspers and amethysts and will scold them if any of them mock others for being “imperfect”. Unfortunately they have no power over Holly Blue’s that terrorize gems so they make an attempt to comfort them when their shifts are over.
I want to make a game where there’s a princess and a knight in love. And the knight is in trouble, so the princess has to save the knight. And you get to play as this badass princess in a pretty pink dress, slaying enemies and traveling across the land to save her knight. People all over the land are shocked and spread stories of her fierce battles that eventually become legends passed down, about a pretty princess in pink wielding a sword in a tattered, blood-stained dress stopping at nothing to save her knight. And at the end, she finally rescues the knight and you find out the knight is a cute girl and they have a big wedding and the whole kingdom comes and it’s a warm, happy ending.
There are weapons that have spiked and nubby/non-spiked varieties, like maces, right? Some maces have sharpened points and some don't. So, what are the benefits of using one over the other?
Your talking about a morningstar, which is actually a weapon type separate from the mace. You can use fantasy author Ciarra Ballantine’s handy chart for distinguishing your bludgeoning weapons if you like, it may help you when it comes to telling the mace, flail, and morningstar apart.
As for why the spikes? All the better to bludgeon you with, my dear.
The primary use for these weapons in combat was against knights and other armored foes (though some priest orders in the Catholic church were famous for carrying them and wielding them against unarmored peasants, this is where the Cleric in DnD comes from). The basic idea is you crack the plate like a tin can, the point of a mace is to just drive force through the armor until it hits the person inside, or crushes them. The spikes add to the benefits you get off the mace. They’re for punching through the armor and into the body.
A sword can’t beat someone through their armor, it’ll damage the edge. You can pierce the armor by holding the blade of the sword in your hands and driving it in, which is the point of the estoc. Or you take the hilt and start beating on their armor with that.
A mace cuts out that middleman, allowing you to hammer someone to death and force your way through their armor. The morningstar adds spikes to that equation. So, if the mace is a hammer then the morningstar is you wanting to put a nail into someone so you’ve soldered the nail onto it to put the nails into them.
If it helps, think about it like going after someone with a baseball bat. Baseball bat is good, nails in the baseball bat is better.
The flail is the same way. You put a spiked ball on a chain and swing it about to hit people with it to bust up their armor, because you get more force from a steel ball spinning on a chain than you generate with your arm.
As for the benefits? It’s really a question of how badly do you want to fuck that other guy up, and how viciously do you want to go about it.
You can go into combat wielding a flail in one hand and a shield in the other against a knight with their sword and gain a significant advantage because it moves in directions that are difficult to counter. It generates enough force to damage both the plate and person inside.
I mean, there are other reasons why someone might choose to carry these weapons but those are some of the big ones. As a function of its design, the morningstar has a greater reach than the mace.
It’s a club, it doesn’t take that much finesse to wield in comparison to a sword and its highly effective at what it is designed to do. The bludgeoning weapons are fairly uncomplicated, though they make a big mess.
From a writing standpoint in your fiction, the maces and morningstars tend to carry some stigma in comparison to swords. They’re in the same family as the club. Basically, they’re treated as thuggish weapons. As opposed to the blade, which is a noble, elegant weapon based in skill and finesse. Its treated as less legitimate. Or, it belongs to the Crusaders and used by religious groups only.
Take these preconceptions into account when using the mace, but don’t hitch your cart to them. A character can be defined by their weapon choice, but don’t put too much stock in the conventional fictional definitions. A character who uses a mace is not necessarily a brute, just as a character who uses a sword is not necessarily a noble warrior or someone wielding a rapier having a rapier wit. Fiction and cultural motifs often have little to do with the reality of what the weapons were actually for, and end up getting it wrong more often than they’re right.
Axes also fall under another category. They’re the weapon of the savage, brutish, primal warrior, but they’re not. They’re just another weapon type.
It’s a choice, a combat approach.
The sword is the weapon of kings, a symbol of civilization and nobility. The weapon of the hero. A hero who wields a sword is more noble than one who wields another “lesser” weapon type. It’s not. It’s just another approach to combat, a tool.
Understanding these stereotypes is important because they will follow you and influence you, whether you realize it or not. They’ll also influence your reader. By understanding that they’re there, you can account for them and combat them in your narrative. In ignorance, you’re at their mercy. Countless other storytellers have already laid this groundwork for you, but you do get to decide what you’ll do with it.
Every Bullet Counts, FAHC penthouse edition, the rules being as follows
nerf guns only
extremely modified, retrofitted nerf guns. as long as they shoot nerf darts and not actually bullets the shit checks out, heaven help us.
You start out with 2. you want more you’ll have to fucking work for it. or die. you die and you can get two more.
Actually i lied, Nerf Guns and a Melee Weapon of your choice
nothing actually made of metal
no garrote wire
nothing that can explode
nothing that will without a doubt cause internal bleeding of any serious variety
nothing that will reasonably causing internal bleeding of any serious variety
foam swords. jack bought foam swords for everyone.
Caleb is still notified
you get hit with a dart and it sticks you are DEAD and they will know
Who’s ‘they’?, Michael asks. Geoff shrugs. “you’ll know them when you get caught trying to not be fucking dead.”
death lasts for 5 minutes, go back to your room with your nerf tactical ak-47 and think about why you suck so much
you cant get any deader than you already are. waste your darts at your own risk.
your fake murderer is the owner of your darts. you have lost custody of them. you are such a shit dart parent. no ones darts are their own
nowhere but Geoff and Jack’s room is strictly ‘off-limits’ enter at your own risk. (that means you Gavin.)
getting caught by the other residents of the apartment complex will result in a penalty ryan and no you can murder the witnesses
no actual murder, NO ACTUAL MURDER. no murder, no homicide, premeditated or not, no death of ANY KIND OR UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCE MICHAEL AND RYAN
as little collateral damage as possible. please. please for the love of god i do not want to renovate the penthouse again
it ends when everyone else but you surrenders
Alliances are made, broken, discarded, remade, no one is friends, husbands and wives on opposing sides. Gavin turns to his boyfriend, “Team Nice Dynamite Michael!” Michael nods, “team nice dynamite Gavin.” shoots him in the chest with the dart, kisses him and absconds into the penthouse. Gavin, broken by the betrayal, plots revenge in his room, where Ryan is just sitting there…waiting….until Jeremy ducks in and shoots him.
ray is in the rafters. ray has ‘made’ a ‘nerf sniper rifle’ and Ray will not come down for any reason. Geoff and Jack are locked in a stalemate in Geoff’s room. its been three hours, one of them in total spent locked in the cold embrace of death and also their respective rooms. Ryan is outside. Ryan is always outside. Geoff asks himself why he didn’t ban camping. Gavin has bought a nerf arrow set, with 2 arrows, no mods. Geoff allows it. A string of deaths and ‘MARK NUT’s later, Geoff really wishes he hadnt.
Jeremy hits Mica once, Mica hits Jeremy 5 times. Jeremy Matt and Trevor team up for a grand total of 28.7 seconds before turning on each other, the stream team is no more. Michael walks down a hallway. Gavin is there, Gavin offers peace, Michael offers a nerf dart. Gavin grins and hands him his dart, and michael is suspicious, but fuck it he earned these darts, and then he’s shot in the back of the head. He turns, Lindsay, his own wife, smiling victoriously, oh the betrayal. She takes his darts, gives one to Gavin, they share a tender high five in the name of team loser’s solidarity, and a quick smooch while Michael bitterly trudges back to his room. Five minutes later, he exits his room, bent on revenge. Take one step outside his doorway. A nerf dart hits the crown of his head. Meg descends, very rapidly, from the ceiling, or more specifically the vent in it, steals his darts, kisses him on the cheek, leans in whispering “there can be only one.” and flounces off as Michael fumes.
Ryan is dual wielding foam swords and beating Geoff voraciously with them. Ryan has been shot three times. “it takes me a very long time to die.” he says. Jack is certain Ray has fallen asleep up there but refuses to go check. Jack holds Mica in her arms as she dies, only to get shot in the head by Gavin, who's ‘parrot caught in a woodchipper’ imitation brings Michael, Lindsay Trevor, Meg and Ryan in for the kill. Ryan, Michael, Lindsay, Meg and Trevor are caught in a mexican standoff. Jeremy swoops in and kills them all with a foam hatchet.
Ray wins after literally everyone else stops and goes out for bevs and they realize that Ray never came down. “i fell asleep.” was his winners statement. truly inspirational.