A flurry of little heads and feathers crowd a small area of muddy soil, lazily topped off with a sickening mixture of eatery leftovers. Several, pale-yellow beaks plow through the ground like pneumatic drills, picking off bits of food and some soil. A tall figure, of 5 feet 6 in height, towered over the bundle of feathers that huddled around his feet to devour the contents of his red biscuit tumbler that he is pouring on the ground, indiscriminately spilling some of the acidic sludge on the backs of some of these creatures. They didn’t mind if it made the feathers on their backs fall, or if it caused sores to erupt everywhere on their bodies anyway.
But one of them was not in that bundle of feathers, getting bathed in the shower of the filthy concoction. He was not crowding with that rowdy group, greedily pecking each other’s legs and heads, competing for… err… food. He didn’t mind if he’d miss the messy morning meal, care of the old, fragile farmer. For all things that a chicken in a bamboo fenced farm should care, this especially peculiar chicken, going by the name Jokjok, was preoccupied with one thing that the most primitive of their forefathers were capable of back then: flight.
He was simply not on the ground. He is perched on the highest branch of the highest mango tree growing in the farm. The mangos were ripe at those times, and one mango was hanging most temptingly at his head’s turn, but he didn’t care, because that was not of his concern. He is most especially focused on flying, flying across the vast blue sky, soaring with the strong winds, going anywhere his little birdie heart desires to go. He wanted to fly in circles above the farm, taking small glances below of his jealous, ant-sized brothers and sisters. Jokjok was already imagining their envious faces as they sit on the ground, and feel like the flightless chicken that they are.
Enough of the fantasizing, Jokjok snapped into focus. He breathed in… he breathed out… he breathed in… he breathed out… he breathed in… till he was peacefully calmed. He directed all of his attention to his looming attempt on flight. He concentrated on setting his mind that he can, and will, fly.
He steadily contracted his legs, pulling his body closer to the branch. He moved his head slightly forward. He extended his wings slowly but surely, trying to feel the beat of the wind with it. Like an airplane pilot finally checking the last item from his lengthy checklist, he was ready.
He rapidly leaped forward, away from the branch, into mid air. He extended his legs as far behind as the joints of his limbs would allow. He threw his head frontward, hoping that it would add up to his momentum. He distended his wings port and starboard, angling them slightly to guide the air through them to produce lift. He could feel his heart racing, at the exhilarating sight of the ground far below him. Jokjok nearly forgot to flap.
As muscularly as possible, he flapped, pushing the air below him, lifting his whole slender body as much as he could. He could see the horizon of the plains slightly drop from his line of sight. He could feel his whole weight suddenly going nowhere. The tips of his wings almost touched each other below his body. He pulled his wing back up, recovering them for the next flap.
He lifts his wings, priming them for the next flap. This whole cycle went on perfectly just like as he practiced on the ground, mock flying like an angry duck. He could feel that he could finally get it this time, after all of his failed, futile attempts. He knew at his heart he could really fly, contrary to what his brothers and sisters said.
His heart was wrong.
He was too excited to know that it was too early to call it ‘flying’.
He was only able to flap his wings ten times.
Like an immunizing needle through his lungs, he could feel the stabbing pain race through his torso. He choked. He could feel the airways in his neck suddenly thicken. He finds himself agonizingly gasping for air. He could feel his chest as if being gutted from the inside out.
It only gets worse. His wings began to stiffen. His wing muscles felt like getting torn into two. He thought that his muscles were going to snap from the joints. From the bones, he could feel little thorns shooting from the marrow to his outer skin.
He was fainting. And he was barely gliding to the ground.
With a loud thud, he hit the little stack of sacks filled with rice husk, nearly knocking it down.
To the shock of the bundle of feathers and to the fragile, old farmer, they were surprised to see a chicken falling out of the sky, yet again, since the past month.
The whole flightless flock chorused a cackle, a loud and annoying cackle that seemingly teased and mocked yet another epic fall of the Jokjok.
depends on what u roll
but
both aggro blood and aggro sword have very cheap decks to start with
bloodhungry matriach isnt very good but not awful enough to vial i think
I will try to post this result here. I am playing on my handphone so how do you post the result here from camera roll
for me i just screenshot phone and i send the image to myself on telegram whatsapp so i have the image on my computer
also if u intend to actually play the game (provided you dont get turned off by the art/ui whatever common complaints) you should consider learning about how to reroll
cursed soldier and deaths breath are both slow cards tho, theres an argument to be made for deaths breath since its a rly good tech card, but if ur gonna run cursed soldier might as well go all out and play midrange
oMG do u ALSO LIEK T-SWIFFFTTT?? we should be like, super besties because I LUV T-SWIFT TOO LIKE UBER MUCH! i totally think that swifty and biebs should, just get together cuz u know its like they were made for each other! like super besties should be togetgher!!1!1 do you wanna, like, go on Skype and just get the party going? Tswift and Jbiebs petition for togetherness club! omg that is like the coolest idea ive ever thought! we can be co-presidents and, wait I just have like the greatest idea! we can do meetings with the club that is just like the best thing evarrr!!!
i played yugioh last night and built an exodia deck but its not as fun as seraph, yugioh sims doesnt have effects like cards exploding into 6 wings then nuking the enemy player from 20hp while saying "OUR PRAYERS HAVE BECOME VICTORY"
worst that happened to me last weekend was going 2nd against aggro sword and not being able to play a 1 and 2 drop (mulligan'd a phantom howl + skeleton knightout then got cerb+howl lmao)
im fine with the meta becoming a bit more favorable to sword
getting beaten up by knights with totally fair mechanics doesnt feel as triggering as fucking old man whos as old as dirt blasting u with 1 mana 2 dmg 1 mana 3 dmg then summoning a 5/5 unit turn 5 that summons their whole clan who makes u atone with ur lifeblood and screaming eyeballs
yeah, aggro sword is better because it has storm units w/c makes it faster than shadow
theres nothing shadow can do if sword goes turn 1 and the sword manages to play quickblader-vetlancer-novice trooper since shadow naturally doesnt run wards, even ur combo at t6 wont help because albert comes in earlier and by t6 hes already threatening lethal
not really, If my aggro sword cant end the game by turn 5, it loses time to time when they put down deaths breathe
some aggro shadows run death breathe which catches me off guard, good card imo
im talking about aggro for sure, cutting aside lyrial and angel of the word, u can compare each of the class cards and you'll see whos faster
sword gets a storm unit turn 1, a ward/snowball card turn 2, and another storm turn 3. then turn 4 they either go first and play jeno and still be able to trade while going face, or they go 2nd and they run floral fencer and if u havent set up ur board theres nothing u can do about it
meanwhile u get lastwords/necromancy effect turn 1, spartoi/conjurer/mummy (or worst reaper) turn 2 then rabbit/skeleton knight turn 3 and nothing turn 4 (if u count lyrial evo + conjurer effect then its decent enough against sword)
ur either 1) forced to trade against units that already dealt damage cuz they had storm 2) go face and let those units hit u one more time
https://www.dotabuff.com/players/172357410
btw, playing with league players is so fun!
guess I should go back to braindead spamming of Luna
Final exam week, once I'm finished with this week and projects for my clearance, I'm finally free
The Flying Chicken
A flurry of little heads and feathers crowd a small area of muddy soil, lazily topped off with a sickening mixture of eatery leftovers. Several, pale-yellow beaks plow through the ground like pneumatic drills, picking off bits of food and some soil. A tall figure, of 5 feet 6 in height, towered over the bundle of feathers that huddled around his feet to devour the contents of his red biscuit tumbler that he is pouring on the ground, indiscriminately spilling some of the acidic sludge on the backs of some of these creatures. They didn’t mind if it made the feathers on their backs fall, or if it caused sores to erupt everywhere on their bodies anyway.
But one of them was not in that bundle of feathers, getting bathed in the shower of the filthy concoction. He was not crowding with that rowdy group, greedily pecking each other’s legs and heads, competing for… err… food. He didn’t mind if he’d miss the messy morning meal, care of the old, fragile farmer. For all things that a chicken in a bamboo fenced farm should care, this especially peculiar chicken, going by the name Jokjok, was preoccupied with one thing that the most primitive of their forefathers were capable of back then: flight.
He was simply not on the ground. He is perched on the highest branch of the highest mango tree growing in the farm. The mangos were ripe at those times, and one mango was hanging most temptingly at his head’s turn, but he didn’t care, because that was not of his concern. He is most especially focused on flying, flying across the vast blue sky, soaring with the strong winds, going anywhere his little birdie heart desires to go. He wanted to fly in circles above the farm, taking small glances below of his jealous, ant-sized brothers and sisters. Jokjok was already imagining their envious faces as they sit on the ground, and feel like the flightless chicken that they are.
Enough of the fantasizing, Jokjok snapped into focus. He breathed in… he breathed out… he breathed in… he breathed out… he breathed in… till he was peacefully calmed. He directed all of his attention to his looming attempt on flight. He concentrated on setting his mind that he can, and will, fly.
He steadily contracted his legs, pulling his body closer to the branch. He moved his head slightly forward. He extended his wings slowly but surely, trying to feel the beat of the wind with it. Like an airplane pilot finally checking the last item from his lengthy checklist, he was ready.
He rapidly leaped forward, away from the branch, into mid air. He extended his legs as far behind as the joints of his limbs would allow. He threw his head frontward, hoping that it would add up to his momentum. He distended his wings port and starboard, angling them slightly to guide the air through them to produce lift. He could feel his heart racing, at the exhilarating sight of the ground far below him. Jokjok nearly forgot to flap.
As muscularly as possible, he flapped, pushing the air below him, lifting his whole slender body as much as he could. He could see the horizon of the plains slightly drop from his line of sight. He could feel his whole weight suddenly going nowhere. The tips of his wings almost touched each other below his body. He pulled his wing back up, recovering them for the next flap.
He lifts his wings, priming them for the next flap. This whole cycle went on perfectly just like as he practiced on the ground, mock flying like an angry duck. He could feel that he could finally get it this time, after all of his failed, futile attempts. He knew at his heart he could really fly, contrary to what his brothers and sisters said.
His heart was wrong.
He was too excited to know that it was too early to call it ‘flying’.
He was only able to flap his wings ten times.
Like an immunizing needle through his lungs, he could feel the stabbing pain race through his torso. He choked. He could feel the airways in his neck suddenly thicken. He finds himself agonizingly gasping for air. He could feel his chest as if being gutted from the inside out.
It only gets worse. His wings began to stiffen. His wing muscles felt like getting torn into two. He thought that his muscles were going to snap from the joints. From the bones, he could feel little thorns shooting from the marrow to his outer skin.
He was fainting. And he was barely gliding to the ground.
With a loud thud, he hit the little stack of sacks filled with rice husk, nearly knocking it down.
To the shock of the bundle of feathers and to the fragile, old farmer, they were surprised to see a chicken falling out of the sky, yet again, since the past month.
The whole flightless flock chorused a cackle, a loud and annoying cackle that seemingly teased and mocked yet another epic fall of the Jokjok.
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depends on what u roll
but
both aggro blood and aggro sword have very cheap decks to start with
bloodhungry matriach isnt very good but not awful enough to vial i think
i'll download the game when i get to dorm
gonna post results and ask for advice or something
I will try to post this result here. I am playing on my handphone so how do you post the result here from camera roll
for me i just screenshot phone and i send the image to myself on telegram whatsapp so i have the image on my computer
also if u intend to actually play the game (provided you dont get turned off by the art/ui whatever common complaints) you should consider learning about how to reroll
every fucker is using sword copied the finding albert deck
cancerous
Super searet shadow verse club
im using that too renshin except with 2 alberts and missing a couple of pieces
only in unranked and against bots tho
lmao yea im using that sword build too
actually lyrial + angel of the word is one of the best curve plays ever, i had to redo my aggro shadow deck again to fit space for them
now im winning much more with shadow
at first i was confused why no one was using the 5 point admiral, before i realised the maid albert combo
u can use this
actually with maid --> albert combo im starting to think if i should run other commanders on aggro sword
what do u mean by that dont u just want to search albert only
cursed soldier and deaths breath are both slow cards tho, theres an argument to be made for deaths breath since its a rly good tech card, but if ur gonna run cursed soldier might as well go all out and play midrange
oh i meant "why i should run other commanders"
cuz ye albert is that good, i once run amelia together with him but it just ended badly so i just cut all amelias and left albert alone
oMG do u ALSO LIEK T-SWIFFFTTT?? we should be like, super besties because I LUV T-SWIFT TOO LIKE UBER MUCH! i totally think that swifty and biebs should, just get together cuz u know its like they were made for each other! like super besties should be togetgher!!1!1 do you wanna, like, go on Skype and just get the party going? Tswift and Jbiebs petition for togetherness club! omg that is like the coolest idea ive ever thought! we can be co-presidents and, wait I just have like the greatest idea! we can do meetings with the club that is just like the best thing evarrr!!!
yea im using the 1st list he gave me.
maybe im just lucky but ive always been able to play on curve
i think her songs are great
I'm also a 32-year old Caucasian male using my maternal's resources to chat with you right now. That doesn't change anything does it.
shucks, i dont get that luxury so goblin mage/shadow reaper kinda saves me from that
LMAFO
what luxury?
i played yugioh last night and built an exodia deck but its not as fun as seraph, yugioh sims doesnt have effects like cards exploding into 6 wings then nuking the enemy player from 20hp while saying "OUR PRAYERS HAVE BECOME VICTORY"
luxury of always playing on curve
worst that happened to me last weekend was going 2nd against aggro sword and not being able to play a 1 and 2 drop (mulligan'd a phantom howl + skeleton knightout then got cerb+howl lmao)
u can imagine how that ended
You have breathed your last
SKY KNIGHTS PREPARE FOR BATTLE
SILVER STRIKE SILVER STRIKE
silverstrike?
dubtrash
im fine with the meta becoming a bit more favorable to sword
getting beaten up by knights with totally fair mechanics doesnt feel as triggering as fucking old man whos as old as dirt blasting u with 1 mana 2 dmg 1 mana 3 dmg then summoning a 5/5 unit turn 5 that summons their whole clan who makes u atone with ur lifeblood and screaming eyeballs
blood and haven will dominate next expansion imo
i heard aggro shadow gets eaten by all sword archetypes is that true
yeah, aggro sword is better because it has storm units w/c makes it faster than shadow
theres nothing shadow can do if sword goes turn 1 and the sword manages to play quickblader-vetlancer-novice trooper since shadow naturally doesnt run wards, even ur combo at t6 wont help because albert comes in earlier and by t6 hes already threatening lethal
not really, If my aggro sword cant end the game by turn 5, it loses time to time when they put down deaths breathe
some aggro shadows run death breathe which catches me off guard, good card imo
not to mention sword can easily fix a bad curve t4 with floral fencer, whereas shadow doesnt have a good t4 follower
isnt that nep and not aggro
ur t4 is decent if u have a reaper on hand i think
the problem is if u run deaths breath u lose even more to haven (ur worst matchup ever)
id rather not run it since at least sword is winnable
well yeah u have reaper but sword can just go face xd
What am I reading?
tfw a shadowverse discussion reached higher posts-per-minute speed than ayy lmao during full shitposting time
im talking about aggro for sure, cutting aside lyrial and angel of the word, u can compare each of the class cards and you'll see whos faster
sword gets a storm unit turn 1, a ward/snowball card turn 2, and another storm turn 3. then turn 4 they either go first and play jeno and still be able to trade while going face, or they go 2nd and they run floral fencer and if u havent set up ur board theres nothing u can do about it
@alice i meant when renshin mentioned khawy
meanwhile u get lastwords/necromancy effect turn 1, spartoi/conjurer/mummy (or worst reaper) turn 2 then rabbit/skeleton knight turn 3 and nothing turn 4 (if u count lyrial evo + conjurer effect then its decent enough against sword)
ur either 1) forced to trade against units that already dealt damage cuz they had storm 2) go face and let those units hit u one more time
khawy is too good to be a silver card
ohhh that fuker edited his post and changed it to deaths breath
fuk that fuker wasting my time explaining stuff :v