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Morzone Morzone When rowan uses his ability, does the light exist as its own entity? Or does Rowan act like a Light source? And if someone were to stand between him and a projected object, would the image falter?
More along the lines of its own entity. Technically he's manipulating the light that's already there to take certain colors, not creating new light. Being inside in a brightly lit room is second only to full sunlight, so he has a pretty good array of light to work with.
 
Yeah, I've been thinking about this long and hard XD

The conclusion I came to is that misfortune will understand what your goal is and your chances of achieving that goal will greatly lessen. By all means, a person could change their goal to the opposite of what they originally intended to do, but that would require them to change their whole desire, a feat rather hard by most philosophical standards. Despite this, Kkachi's ability mostly works on situations where chance is already a big player. If a person wanted to shoot a Laser at kkachi using their ability, Kkachi could use his power to make it less likely it would hit him, or make it more likely that the other person will trip on a rock or something as they move in for an attack, but either way, the intent to shoot Kkachi remains the same.

Sorry for the long post ^^;
 
Yeah, I've been thinking about this long and hard XD

The conclusion I came to is that misfortune will understand what your goal is and your chances of achieving that goal will greatly lessen. By all means, a person could change their goal to the opposite of what they originally intended to do, but that would require them to change their whole desire, a feat rather hard by most philosophical standards. Despite this, Kkachi's ability mostly works on situations where chance is already a big player. If a person wanted to shoot a Laser at kkachi using their ability, Kkachi could use his power to make it less likely it would hit him, or make it more likely that the other person will trip on a rock or something as they move in for an attack, but either way, the intent to shoot Kkachi remains the same.

Sorry for the long post ^^;
Aww, don't worry about having a long post. I was the person who asked the question in the first place XD
But yeah, that's really interesting.
 
WelcomeToHell WelcomeToHell I'm pretry stressed out because I'm not sure what to do. So many things to do...I need to chill somehow before I end up punching the wall or something xD I have books to write, comics to create and I regret creating such books.

T Tinytiger28 D: Poor sweet Dax and his arm. How did that happen?
 
WelcomeToHell WelcomeToHell I'm pretry stressed out because I'm not sure what to do. So many things to do...I need to chill somehow before I end up punching the wall or something xD I have books to write, comics to create and I regret creating such books.

T Tinytiger28 D: Poor sweet Dax and his arm. How did that happen?
Oh, I meant when he woke up when he was a kid cause he broke his arm after getting in a fight to try to protect some food they were trying to steal. I talked about it in the post about him dreaming while he was knocked out.
 
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17 - Sound manipulation - Tags: Pumpkid Pumpkid

Dax barely had time to blink before Daniel angled his head back and rammed it into his own. Instantlym the world went back, and he flopped ungracefully to the floor.

Getting knocked out wasn’t an uncommon occurance back ‘home’. Dax had his fair share of knockouts while darting through shaded alleyways, snatches scraps of food, and licking the crumbs off of whatever he could get his hands on. Small kids were always easy to pick on, especially young small kids, and none of the older ones had any problem stealing from them. After all, they were all starving, and it wasn’t their fault that seven year olds can’t fight back. Might as well take advantage of the situation while they could. He never questioned if the older kids deserved whatever they demanded, survival of the fittest, after all.
He only fought back once, many years ago.


Everything was blurry, in the way that dreams often are. Everything was ever so slightly off if he payed too much attention to it. People walked throughout the crowded street, but he couldn’t see any of their faces. Somewhere, subconsciously, his mind said ‘adults’. Adults rarely payed attention to the smaller orphans ducking throughout the alleyways unless they thought they were going to steal something, and even then, most young thieves were about as stealthy as the stray dogs that they had to occasionally chase from their stalls. In fact, it was one of those dogs that provided enough distraction for Dax to get away with his prize, half a loaf of bread, a feast. Normally he wouldn’t be nearly as daring as to walk straight up to a vendor, but he hadn’t eaten in two weeks, and desperate times called for desperate measures. He slipped away as quickly as he had come, darting into one of the many alleyways that dotted the Outskirts.
It was then that two shapes shorter than the adults came into view, though, they still hulked over him. He twitched in his unconsciousness, curling inward slightly. Dax couldn’t tell what exactly they were saying in his dreaming state, but his mind ticked off the meaning as bad. The first snatched his food right out of his hands, and Dax’s stomach growled in protest. He could feel their snickers at his appalled face. And, as they turned to leave, desperation hit again, and he grabbed the first rock he saw, chucking it at the boy on the left.
He didn’t remember much after that.
He woke up later in the same alleyway, aching all over, covered with black and blue. But the bruises weren’t what terrified him. Dax couldn’t move his arm. Every time he tried, a bolt of pain shot up it, so strong that he felt tears well up in his eyes. It was broken.
Four long months passed of near starvation as he recovered, unable to steal, or climb. There was always someone stronger. Bigger. Faster. In the end, if he just gave them what they wanted, he, for the most part, would escape with only a few bruises. Better to be hungry than seriously injured. Injury was a death sentence, and he had only survived because of luck. He wouldn’t be so fortunate a second time.


In the waking world, Dax had balled up completely, almost defensively. He twitched every once in a while, but stayed otherwise silent and still, his face blank.

(Sorry for double post)
 
Oh, I meant when he woke up when he was a kid cause he broke his arm after getting in a fight to try to protect some food they were teying to steal. I talked about it in the post about him dreaming while he was knocked out.
Ah ok yeah I read that. I was just confused how he suddenly broke it
 
Awe no need to apologize :3 I also read about Dan not even questioning Daxter about why he isn't speaking. Daniel prefers the quiet xD so he's not going to question it for a long time
Yeah, but I was thinking that Rowan was gonna end up asking it, mainly cause he seems pretty confused about that. Maybe sometime after his fight? Idk, it's up to Morzone Morzone anyway.
 
Yeah Rowan will probably inquire about that at some point. He's not sure whether Dax can't talk or if he won't talk.
 
Yeah Rowan will probably inquire about that at some point. He's not sure whether Dax can't talk or if he won't talk.
I mean, technically speaking, he can talk with his powers. It just takes a lot of focus, and he's pretty embarrassed about it, so it would be won't talk, but idk if that counts
 
I'm alive :3
Yaaaaay
WelcomeToHell WelcomeToHell I'm pretry stressed out because I'm not sure what to do. So many things to do...I need to chill somehow before I end up punching the wall or something xD I have books to write, comics to create and I regret creating such books.

T Tinytiger28 D: Poor sweet Dax and his arm. How did that happen?
if you punch anything, ah, punch me? Thanks lmao. Oh goodness.. that is a handful..
 

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