Post by muramasa on Apr 27, 2016 22:36:09 GMT
Muramasa was not amused, it did not happen all too often. Usually he was a laid back person, who could not care less for anything. Living his days waiting to get to spread more chaos around, while still keeping the world spinning and inevitable seeing it drift off into insanity and violence. And this... THIS!
It was truely insanity. "FOUR?" He called out resignedly looking at the weirdly well made card in front of him, feeling like wanting to tear someone just a little apart. Or have their loved ones do it for extra effect, while they were smiling and giggling while the swords in their hands corrupted them to do the right thing. But in the end, he could not really do that, he had made a compromise not to hurt the staff unless they attacked him. Sighing loudly, he leaned back on his seat, wondering why he was hit with so much misfortune like this. It quite wounded him to see his portrait and then be left to wallow in averageness. "Four stars, really? Well, it could be worse I guess?" There were apparently much worse fates, one to three stars and absolutely useless four stars .
The guy who was cranking all these cards out seemed to use some kind of twisted logic to come up with which stars to put on people. There were also stats, but since Muramasa did not plan on playing this game anyway, he rather only looked at the star rating and wondered how he did not end up a five star. The pinnacle of the game and quite rare apparently. Good thing he was keeping on friendly terms with the chaldea staff, who knew where he would have ended up otherwise? At least he got a nearly full stack of cards, he had nearly every hero that had been turned into cards yet. Well, he had collected them from all over the mess hall after lunch break ended to get a good luck at them. Leaning back, he held his own card over his head and turned it a little. "At least they got a good shot." Muramasa murmured, slightly amused after all by the sheer hilarity of this.
It was truely insanity. "FOUR?" He called out resignedly looking at the weirdly well made card in front of him, feeling like wanting to tear someone just a little apart. Or have their loved ones do it for extra effect, while they were smiling and giggling while the swords in their hands corrupted them to do the right thing. But in the end, he could not really do that, he had made a compromise not to hurt the staff unless they attacked him. Sighing loudly, he leaned back on his seat, wondering why he was hit with so much misfortune like this. It quite wounded him to see his portrait and then be left to wallow in averageness. "Four stars, really? Well, it could be worse I guess?" There were apparently much worse fates, one to three stars and absolutely useless four stars .
The guy who was cranking all these cards out seemed to use some kind of twisted logic to come up with which stars to put on people. There were also stats, but since Muramasa did not plan on playing this game anyway, he rather only looked at the star rating and wondered how he did not end up a five star. The pinnacle of the game and quite rare apparently. Good thing he was keeping on friendly terms with the chaldea staff, who knew where he would have ended up otherwise? At least he got a nearly full stack of cards, he had nearly every hero that had been turned into cards yet. Well, he had collected them from all over the mess hall after lunch break ended to get a good luck at them. Leaning back, he held his own card over his head and turned it a little. "At least they got a good shot." Muramasa murmured, slightly amused after all by the sheer hilarity of this.