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Sailor Moon - be careful with the training... - robkelk - 06-02-2012
You don't want something like this happening:
![[Image: sjwsm-gdpw.jpg]](http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa305/secondgryphon/Sketches/SailorMoon/sjwsm-gdpw.jpg)
After all, that's tyying up people who should be attacking the enemy...
(Yes, it's one of Shadowjack's.)
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Rob Kelk
"Governments have no right to question the loyalty of those who oppose
them. Adversaries remain citizens of the same state, common subjects of
the same sovereign, servants of the same law."
- Michael Ignatieff, addressing Stanford University in 2012
- DHBirr - 06-02-2012
I would say we do want something like that happening, only without the friends trying to stop her. The purpose of combat is to destroy defeat the enemy, isn't it? The fighter must learn to use all weapons.
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Big Brother is watching you. And damn, you are so bloody BORING.
- Ebony - 06-05-2012
DHBirr Wrote:I would say we do want something like that happening, only without the friends trying to stop her. The purpose of combat is to destroy defeat the enemy, isn't it? The fighter must learn to use all weapons.And according to some schools of thought, anything is a weapon.
But I could see it being more of a rhetorical question from Mercury: "So, what am I supposed to do, beat them to death with my Princess Wand?" And Doug's respons: "If need be, yes. Fortunately, I can show you how."
Ebony the Black Dragon
http://ebony14.livejournal.com
"Good night, and may the Good Lord take a Viking to you."
- Bob Schroeck - 06-05-2012
Just so you know, Ebony, I've copied that little exchange right into the DW-S development file.
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.