03-20-2021, 06:04:20 AM
Look. I've faced better monks than you. Your punching can crack bricks, but have you ever considered the physics of how that works? I'm wearing layers. More importantly, I'm wearing padded layers, and flexible layers. Sure, I have metal plates, but I also have mail, ring armor, and the metal plates are padded with cloth and leather. A punch, a punch is absorbed into soft materials. Bricks crack easily. Sheet metal, less so, but it can tear. Leather, chain, they don't. They bend and reform, dispersing your strikes. You might bruise me, if you punch me. But the real irony is, for all your training, all your specialization, I believe a mythical ranger said it best... "Even with that, You hit more often and deal more damage if you have a sword anyway, so what's the point?" We stand at the end of the world, Ranma. And though we both stand on the precipice... I have my ring of feather falling. What do you have?
On hearing Haruka's demand...
Oh shush, this isn't bickering, I'm waiting for the host to offer me better terms. If I get them, Ranma dies, and I can leave this place happy. I figure if I continue attacking his life choices with facts and accuracy, I'll have fun, and he'll become really defensive before I extract his bones and sell them to a necromancer who doesn't understand how useless skeletons are in actual combat and just thinks that because they look cool, they must be good at fighting. Like people who learn martial arts! Like Ranma! It's like... Wow that's a funny joke I didn't even intend to make! It's like, poetic or whatever! Someone who does something useless for the intended purpose which looks cool gets killed by someone practical, who sells their remains, and then their remains get made into something useless for the intended purpose which looks cool! Ha! That's funny actually.
On hearing Haruka's demand...
Oh shush, this isn't bickering, I'm waiting for the host to offer me better terms. If I get them, Ranma dies, and I can leave this place happy. I figure if I continue attacking his life choices with facts and accuracy, I'll have fun, and he'll become really defensive before I extract his bones and sell them to a necromancer who doesn't understand how useless skeletons are in actual combat and just thinks that because they look cool, they must be good at fighting. Like people who learn martial arts! Like Ranma! It's like... Wow that's a funny joke I didn't even intend to make! It's like, poetic or whatever! Someone who does something useless for the intended purpose which looks cool gets killed by someone practical, who sells their remains, and then their remains get made into something useless for the intended purpose which looks cool! Ha! That's funny actually.
I am the They who says it!