Hello everyone, and welcome to The Oshiro Zone. Please, take off your hats when you come through the door.
What is this, you ask? Simply put, this is a spin-off side story meant to accompany your regularly scheduled Cutstuff War broadcast. While EK is out and about bringing you the action you thirst for, I'm here to calm everyone down with a bit of humor at the end of the day. Now I know what you're thinking, "ANOTHER spin-off? Oh boy, here we go..." and that's understandable. We had a few... well, "spin-offs" in the past, and without dragging this out let's just say they sucked beyond human comprehension. Unlike the previous failures, though, this story is 100% grain-fed all American beef, stamped with Epic Kirby's seal of approval. My story is canon; this means that the only characters you'll see here are ones that have been given the greenlight for the Cutstuff War. This works both ways as well; not only can you not send in new characters, but I can't add any of my own either. Yeah, no sniper Ivory with a medipak here guys. (Well, unless he/she/it/xe/wartortle really wants to...)
Take note of the title as well. It's named "The Oshiro Zone" for a reason. Yes, this story will be focusing on everyone's favorite crazy hyped-up doctor and his small ragtag team of assistants. I'll try to incorporate other character's actions from time to time, but for the most part you're stuck with the lovable doofus.
Well, I think I got everything out of the way for the most part. Similar to Epic Kirby, this story will also be split apart into segments, though instead of Rounds I'll be going by Chapters. The first Chapter will be put up here, with future Chapters being linked in this post for space reasons. You know, that pesky maximum character limit and what not.
Anyway, please enjoy the story!
Chapter 01a (Prologue)Chapter 01a
4th Conflict – Turning Lane
“Umm... Dr. Oshiro?”
“Yes?”
“How much farther do we have to go?”
“Oh, we're almost there. Don't worry.”
The red truck zoomed down the abandoned highway.
“Umm... Dr. Oshiro?”
“Yes?”
“Why do we have to go out here?”
“I already explained that, didn't I?”
“Yeah, but--”
“Don't worry. EK's an old friend.”
“Alright then...”
An ignored sign post. 55 MPH covered by overgrown vines.
“Umm... Dr. Oshiro?”
“Yes?”
“Why did we have to take the truck?”
“Because the flying fortress would be too noticeable.”
“Oh.”
Thick forest slowly reverting into grassy plains.
“Umm... Dr. Oshiro?”
“Yes?”
“Is there a reason we can't be noticed?”
“Not particularly. I'm just taking precautions.”
“Precautions for what?”
“Well... in case we see her.”
The truck started to decelerate. Fences appeared at the sides of the road.
“Umm... Dr. Oshiro?”
“Yes?”
“How did you meet this EK guy?”
“Robotics convention. It's a long story.”
“Alright...”
A young man in a hood. A green spherical figure. And... a girl.
“Well... this is it.”
“This is what?”
“Our new temporary base of operations. We'll be here for a while.”
“So this is home, then?”
“No, not exactly... you can call it The Oshiro Zone.”
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The green sphere waved and smiled at the two. “Cool, you made it.”
“Yeah, you wouldn't BELIEVE the traffic getting here,” Oshiro laughed.
“Did you bring it with you?” the ball-shaped creature asked.
“Sure did,” Oshiro said. “Smash Man, would you go and get the teleporter from the truck?”
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The teleporter capsule hit the floor with a solid THUD.
“Well, that should be good enough,” Smash Man said. “I'm sure they won't mind connecting it to the computer themselves.
As he made his way back through the hallway, the girl from earlier suddenly ran by and shoved him into the wall.
“Hey!” Smash Man pushed himself off the wall. “Watch where you're going!”
The girl stopped for a second and partially turned her head in Smash Man's direction.
“I don't have time for this...”
She took off down the hallway without wasting another second.
“Wait!” Smash Man yelled, but it was too late. She was gone. “Geez, some people have NO respect around here,” he muttered as he brushed off his chest plate.
Chapter 01b
4th Conflict – Next Question
Smash Man walked into the dimly-lit conference room. At the end of the oval table sat Dr. Oshiro, with his back to a large monitor fixed to the wall. To his left was the mysterious hooded man from earlier that day. He appeared to be in his late teens and had a flame crest on the back of his right hand. His cloak was dark red like volcanic ash, and his short spiked hair was as black as a bottomless pit. To the left of the man, there sat a mustachioed gentleman sporting a monocle and top hat. His tan overcoat was paired rather nicely with burgundy pants and a mahogany cane. To his left, what appeared as a sphere with appendages and a face was standing in the chair at the other end of the table. Amusingly, it was wearing a top hat similar to the one the old man was wearing. The remaining two seats were empty, though the one to the left of the circular entity held a small stack of papers.
“Hey Smash Man, you're finally here. Grab a seat, will you?” The good doctor motioned to the vacant position to his right.
Smash Man walked over to the table and sat in the chair, next to Dr. Oshiro and to the left of the chair with the papers in it.
The green being spoke up. “We're all here, right?”
“Not exactly,” the gentleman said. “Miss Alaron is away answering a distress signal, wot wot.”
“Well...” the boy said. “Most of us are here, and I'm sure she can catch up later.”
“Right then, let's begin the meeting,” the doctor announced.
The screen behind Dr. Oshiro lit up with images of a broken city. Injured soldiers. Scraps of junked robots. Scorched streets. Buildings ripped apart.
Dr. Oshiro cleared his throat and began to speak.
“As you are all aware of by now, I had the unfortunate displeasure of witnessing these tragic events first hand. What I had thought to be a simple battle tournament ended up turning out to be an evil scheme set up by a secret organization, aimed at taking over our dimension. Right now I'm still not sure what their plans are or what they mean to accomplish, but we can assume they are a dangerous enemy not to be taken lightly.”
“Lucky for me I managed to find a few allies, and we set up a base in the old Chaos Theatre. One member of our group, an Elena Ampere – remember this name, as it is the name of PURE EVIL – she defected and was revealed to be a traitor to the cause. Because of her, Sequence Man was destroyed... and reduced to this.”
Dr. Oshiro retrieved a small zip-sealed bag from his coat pocket, containing several fragments of what appeared to be some sort of gemstone. The pieces' reflective yellow surfaces gleamed in the monitor's light.
“I was able to run a few tests, and it seems that Sequence Man was supercompressed into this dense stone, which was then brutally crushed into bits. Unfortunately, I'm unable to retrieve his Master AI, so he's out of commission for a while...”
He passed the stone's parts to the boy, who held it up and looked it over in his marked hand. The boy then passed Sequence Man's remains to the monocled old man, who eyed it curiously.
“As of today, our mission is to discover this secretive organization's plans and put a stop to them, whatever they may be – and to take down the fiend known as Elena Ampere once and for all. You all knew this would be a risky mission when you came here, but I'm offering you one last chance... if you haven't the appetite for a steaming plate of justice, then the door's down the hall and to the left.”
Dr. Oshiro took a pause. Nobody rose from their seats.
By this time, the fragmented gem had made its way to Smash Man. He simply handed it back to the doctor without giving it so much as a passing glance.
“Okay then, from this moment on you are part of the team. For now, this lab will be headquarters, so to speak. In a moment I'll give you all transceivers and Exit Units, so you can remain in contact with the base at all times. Now, are there any questions?”
“Yeah, who made you the damn leader?” the boy gritted.
“Hah hah,” laughed Oshiro. “I don't think that's very nice to say to your old mentor, now is it? Chill out a little, hey?”
The boy glared at the doctor.
“Okay, next question?”
Smash Man raised his hand. “How did you manage to remain serious for so long?”
“That's not funny,” Oshiro quipped. “Next question?”
“We talked about the organization, but...” The round guy trailed off. “I mean, I can understand you wanting revenge, but Elena's not really a primary target...”
“Of course she is!” the doctor grinned. “If it wasn't for her things wouldn't have gotten this bad to begin with!”
Oshiro slammed his palms on the table, and instantly his bright expression snapped to a menacing stare. “I want to see her SUFFER damn it.”
Raising up from the table, the doctor asked “Next question?” with a cheery smile.
Chapter 01c
4th Conflict – Epic Kirby HELL YEAH!
At the end of the meeting, Dr. Oshiro had left to configure the Exit Units to direct users to the base. The monocled old man left, but went through a different exit. Looking around the room, Smash Man decided to try and get acquainted with his new allies. He approached the talking orb with the hat first; Smash Man figured he must be important since he was positioned at one of the table's ends.
“Uh, hey there,” he said, extending his arm. “I'm Smash Man.”
“Yeah, I've heard a ton about you,” the green ball guy said. “My name's Epic Kirby.”
“Epic Kirby...” Smash Man repeated. “Oh! You must be that 'EK' Dr. Oshiro was mentioning.”
“The one and only,” Epic Kirby answered. “I'm the one that called you out here. This place used to be an abandoned microchip factory, but I fixed it up and turned it into this neat headquarters. Not bad, right? It's even got a lakeside view!”
“It's very clean and orderly, to say the least,” Smash Man said nervously. He rubbed the back of his neck, adding “I gotta say, it won't last long with the doc around.”
He took a quick glance around the room and remembered the cloaked figure. “Oh, do you mind showing me around?”
“Not a problem,” Epic Kirby said. “Hey, that over there's Human Destroyer, but we just call him 'HD'. He's a pyromancer-in-training.”
The boy glanced at EK and Smash Man, gave a scoff, and walked out.
“You know...” Epic Kirby leaned close to Smash Man and whispered. “He's usually a lot nicer than this. I don't know why he's got a stick up his ass today, though.”
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The two walked down a corridor, stopping at an open doorway. Inside the room was the gentleman from before, though his hat was in his hand instead of atop his head. The old man gave the hat a quick tap!-tap! with his cane, and before anyone could realize it an entire computer (hard drive, keyboard, and all) flew out and neatly landed on a nearby desk. Smash Man stood in shock, while Epic Kirby just chuckled.
“Yeah, that's Horby for ya,” EK noted. “He's a little on the 'totally bonkers' side, but that hat of his? He can make anything he wants come out of it. Doesn't matter how big or small it is, or how outrageously hard it is to find.”
“That's... awesome...” Smash Man muttered, still in amazement.
EK rubbed the area where a normal person might have had a chin. “Though, there are a couple rules. See, he can't create new objects. Whatever he's summoning has to be a real thing. Oh, and at least one of that item has to exist somewhere in the world. Like, he couldn't pop out a Triceratops and start riding it around... and sometimes, he doesn't get what he wants to come out of the hat. It's like something else is deciding what the hat makes.”
“Maybe the hat's got some sorta enchantment on it?” Smash Man asked.
“Nah,” EK said. “I already took a look. It's just an ordinary hat. A rather nice one, but it's still just a hat.”
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The two reached the server room, where Dr. Oshiro was finishing connecting the teleporter capsule. As he plugged in the last few cables, the teleporter lit up with a whirr.
“Well, that's pretty much it,” Epic Kirby said. “Remember, if you need more help then don't be afraid to ask.”
“Thanks,” Smash Man said.
Epic Kirby approached the doctor, who was now seated in front of the master computer. “Alright doc, I need you to get this teleporter functioning. There's a place I wanna check out.”
“Alrighty then.” Dr. Oshiro gave a thumbs up. “This might take a while, so you should probably give me the coordinates right now, so I have something to work with.”
“Fine by me,” Epic Kirby said. “Just give me a minute to write it down.”
EK and Oshiro both sat down at the desk and got straight to work.
The Oshiro Zone II Turbo HD Remix (http://cutstuff.net/forum/viewtopic.php?p=227239#p227239)
CUT TO FEED TWO, JIMMY, WE'RE LIVE
Welcome back to my own little personal corner of hell I'd like to call The Oshiro Zone. Against all odds, people actually want me to work on this again, and to be blunt I can't say I blame them. The Doc provided a light counter-spin on the darker and edgier Cutstuff War, and having some fun with his chaotic crew adds a needed lighter mood in between all of the blood and killing and infinite air combos. To avoid confusion I'm going to post all of the new content starting on this post right here, starting with this intermission chapter I've prepared to help me get back into the swing of things.
The Oshiro Zone
Act 2-S1: Hueg Dicks
He fell to the ground.
Lying on the scorched earth. Gasping for breath.
"Are you finally done trying? Or do I get to stomp you flat again?"
His palms brushed against the burnt stone. He could taste his own blood. Sweat was pouring down his brows. Nearly every muscle in his body ached with pain.
He wasn't giving up.
"No... I will stop you..."
He staggered, leaning to one side, propping himself up with his right arm.
"Oh? In the mood for Round Three?"
She cracked her whip.
"This should be fun..."
The hero slowly came to his feet, first in a slump, then straightening into a fighter's stance. He spat some of the blood out of his mouth. The white karate gi had several stains and scorch marks on it, and was now ripped from the wear of battle. His bare feet shuffled across the cracked earth. His hands reached up to his spiked brown hair, adjusted his goggles, tightened his tattered red headband, lowered to his sides and were put in front of his body. A decisive pose, ready to strike.
"Elena Ampere!" He screamed through his soul, ignoring the pain surging through his body. "Your murder ends today!"
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"And that's the story of how I stopped the volcanic rim from erupting and burning the town!"
Dr. Oshiro looked up from a rather peculiar book to address an equally peculiar group of people. The book in question, crudely labeled "Book of AWSUM True Stories", was being held firmly in the doctor's red gloved hands. There were three people sitting on the floor in front of the doctor's chair. The first, an older, aged man sporting a monocle, top hat, cane, and pipe; your typical stereotypical 'gentleman' figure. The second was not a man at all, but rather a robot designed with the appearance of a teenage boy. His helmet was sitting on the carpet next to him, removed from its usual resting place on his head. The third, seated in the middle, was a fairly attractive girl hovering somewhere around 20. Her soft, silky brown hair was left hanging down over her shoulders, the gold buttons on her ice blue overalls slightly reflecting the lights overhead. She had a puzzled look on her face, as if she didn't understand what the others were smiling about.
She raised her hand.
"Oh? You have a question, Nido?" the doctor asked.
"Mm-hmm," the girl nodded. "What's an OTP?"
The doctor paused for a second, thrown off-guard, then let out a good laugh.
"Hah hah! I'm not sure where you got that terminology from, but OTP stands for One True Pairing. It's like if I enjoy a particular series a lot, such as Guild Quest, and I said that I think Jasper and Nale would really hit it off, they'd have a fantastic relationship. Let's also say that I wouldn't be too happy if, say, Jasper decided to be romantically invested in another character, like Kenric. In this case, I'm saying I would only accept that Jasper be 'paired' with Nale -- my 'one true pairing', so to speak."
"Okay!" Nido smiled. "So what does that have to do with Dragon Man?"
The doctor frowned for a moment. "Oh!" he realized. "Silly girl, that's not an OTP. That's an OTG, which stands for Off The Ground. It's a term given to attacks that can force an opponent to come off of the ground and be raised higher in the air, to make it easy to connect with another attack. In most cases, lying on the ground prevents you from being hit by nearly anything, so using an OTG will allow you to combo more attacks when you normally wouldn't be able to hit."
As the doctor rambled on, a fifth figure strolled into the room. He wore tattered black robes that somehow managed to cover most of his body, despite the rips and tears. His boots were scorched with burn marks; his hands black with intense magical influence. His face was barely visible due to the hood obscuring it, but an unsatisfied scowl was easily readable.
"Oh come off it already," he huffed rather loudly. "You're not telling me you actually believe this crap?"
Oshiro turned toward the boy in robes. "Aw, for the love of... Damn it, Tradley! What do you want?"
"I told you! My name is Human Destroyer!" The boy's rage made itself readily apparent.
The doctor wasn't too pleased at his display. "Whatever, Tradley. I don't care if you call yourself the President of Hoenn, you're still being a bit of a prick. I thought I taught you better than this."
"Yeah, and if there's one thing worth remembering I learned from you, it's that most of your stories are complete bullshit." HD made a snarky sarcastic chuckle. "Like this one."
"WHAAAAAAAAA~!?" Nido cried out.
The doctor threw his book down and sprang up from his chair. "Tradley, you're outta line! I told you before, son!"
HD shrugged. "Geez, calm your tits grandpa. I was just leaving." He made his way to the doorway and stopped. "Oh, don't you have more important things to do than--"
As he turned, he saw the doctor was about three inches from his face. And in the air. Diving at him.
The two crashed into the floor, rolling around trying to take potshots at one another.
"Hey! Cut it out!"
"I'll punch holes in your cheese until you turn Swiss!"
"Aaaagh! You'll pay for this!"
"I'll knock your block off so hard, you'll be mistaken for a new ore in Minecraft!"
"Ow! How are you this strong!?"
"I'll kick your ass so fast, it'll spin around you like an orbiting moon!"
"Fine! I'm sorry! Just get off me!"
"I'll beat your face in so much, even a blind girl wouldn't get horny from you!"
"I already called uncle! Why can't you just stop!?"
"BECAUSE YOU RUINED STORY TIME DAMMIT"
Back in the room, Nido was wiping at her face, trying to hold back tears.
"So... everything... was a lie?"
"No, not really," the robot tried to reassure her. "The doc's done some cool stuff. For real, too!"
Nido let out a soft whimper. "Sniff... really? Like what?"
"Well, there's..." The robot paused. "There's... uh..."
He blushed sheepishly. "He filled an airship with Thrower Joes?"
"Bwu... b-b-b... bwubwubwubwubwu"
"FFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUU"
And then a loud wail pierced through the entire complex. Yes, even to Celeste's room. She can bend space around herself, you know. Keeps the place quiet. And she even bought earplugs. But she could hear it anyway. It was really that loud.
Tradley's sort of a prick.
Newer chapters will go DOWN HERE when they're written. Stick around for future updates! Shut up past me, the time is NOW.
Oshiro's LogDay 0 ~ Foreword
My name is Daniel Oshiro. Part-time fighter, full-time roboticist. I am writing this experimental log in the hopes that, if I am somehow disabled or otherwise put out of comission, another capable engineer will find these notes and finish what I had started. Alternatively, if I am not disabled and can complete the project's creation, I could leave these notes somewhere out in the open for the designated enemy to find. Said enemy could then read this log, realize that they are hopelessly and utterly screwed, and proceed to have several unnerving inner thoughts about how wrecked they're going to get once they face this mechanical monstrosity.
A great man once said "necessity is the mother of invention", and unfortunately I cannot remember who said it or this would be a great time to have a historic quote. My necessity, you ask? She appeared two years ago, under the guise of a friendly comrade. She snuck her way into our batallion, gaining our trust... and my heart. Since then she's ruthlessly double-crossed the entire team for her own selfish and twisted purposes, destroying one of my finest robots and rendering his Master AI, for the moment, unreadable in its current state.
Since that wretched day, I've been performing different tests and collecting lots of data in order to develop the ultimate counter-weapon. When an adventurous friend of mine sent me news of a ruined city, she went on a side story about her previous expedition in an underwater cave complex. It was in this anecdote that Miss Nakano unknowingly gave me the answer to my greatest of mysteries.
The key... was a fish. A fish shaped like a gun.
Day 1 ~ Development
Today, I have begun development of various synthetic energy cores, the first phase of my plan. Analyzing the fusion-core buster technology used by the legendary Mega Man, I have been able to successfully replicate various forms of transmutating energy cells, commonly referred to as Weapons Energy. During my labors, I accidentally stumbled on the greatest fruit of them all... a form of Weapons Energy that regenerates power on its own, without the need for an external ammunition supply. Refining on the initial design, I feel as if I am close to perfecting it.
The weapon in question is designed to be lightweight, handheld, and very user-friendly. I had planned on carrying it around myself instead of integrating it with Smash Man's adaptable Brawler Body framework. Though his Mirage Chaser could use some work, the Brawler Body's ability to freely re-allocate skeletal weight has proven more than useful in the Float Body, Stone Body, and Break-Point Punch. I've been thinking of giving him a new ultimate attack which he could swap between as an alternative to the Smash Chasm Blast. If I've somehow found the only other roboticist in the world who's a diehard for fighting games, think of it like Street Fighter IV's Ultra Combo. You can choose between two of them before a match starts, right? Smash Man's other critical would probably be an extension of the Mirage Chaser, similar to how Smash Chasm Blast overloads the Smash Buster to insane levels. I'm getting dreadfully off-topic, aren't I? I just bothered to read what I was writing and I sort of jumped the horse, so to speak.
As I mentioned in my previous entry, the weapon's design is based on a remarkable aquatic lifeform that is rarely ever found near the lab, or the armed fortress I'm now residing in due to our current... situation. The species in question is known as Remoraid. Part of a class of extroadinary organisms collectively referred to as Pocket Monsters, a wild Remoraid has the power to shoot a wide array of beam-like projectiles from its contoured, revolver-like body. Over its lifespan, Remoraid gains access to quite the slew of techniques, covering an impressive range of shot types and elements. After gaining enough experience in battle, it can transform into the octopus-like Octillery who boasts even more offensive force; however, further research concludes that Remoraid's small size and fast movement speed was better suited for my purposes.
Oh, Smash Man's here. Good, good, he's retrieved Meteor Man as I requested. I will resume writing at a later point, I don't want to hurt the poor robot with what I'm doing. Who knows how he'll react if he learns I've been building weapons for use outside of Robot Master tournaments...
Day 4 ~ Breakthrough
I feel as if I'm making progress at an abnormally rapid pace. This has done nothing but drive my morale skyward, and I feel that at my current rate I will have the prototype ready within a week.
The original plan was to obtain a Remoraid, then train it to become an unstoppable force; however, there are a few... complications. For one, the only member of our team with a valid Pokémon Trainer's License is Miss Nakano, meaning that she's the only one of us who can catch wild Pokémon, though I can still use a Pokémon of my own. This means that I'd need to send her to a possibly dangerous and far-away location, as the local area hasn't reported ANY sightings of wild Pokémon for a sizable amount of time, let alone sightings of Remoraid.
The alternative would be to purchase one from another Trainer, which is an obstacle in and of itself. Remoraid must be an elusive little bugger, since the average prices hover somewhere around "holy shit guys it's just a fish". In addition, a common practice of early evolution seems to be prevalent, as the strongest Remoraid for a resonably fair price weighs in at an underwhelming Level 18. This means I would have to deal with training a Pokémon of foreign origin, which could prove to be difficult if it chooses not to accept me as its master.
After thinking about the issues at hand, the obvious solution was to instead create a robotic Remoraid... or, more accurately, a Remoraid-like hand gun. With the answer at hand, I frantically scrawled out notes for this "fish gun". This is when I started my science log. Studying its learnset over, Remoraid naturally has the ability to learn a move that can defeat every incarnation of the electric element I can possibly think of, and Pokémon moves tend to be simplistic in nature. Replicating Remoraid's attacks in a weaponized form was hypothesized to be an easy task, and as of now I'm nearing completion of the first wave of energy cartridges.
The poor girl won't know what hit her.
Day 6 ~ Second Stage
With the first group of energy cartridges complete, I've moved on to construction of the gun itself. I have now dubbed it The Holy Attackerel - Level 42 Robotic Fish Substitute. The name's a bit of a misnomer, as Remoraid seems to be related to archerfish, not mackerel. Sometimes, though, you have to sacrifice accuracy for being awesome.
The finished Attackerel design will hold up to three element charges in its "barrel", in the form of the energy cartridges previously mentioned. Additional cartridges are stored inside of the Attackerel's main unit and can be freely interchanged with loaded cartridges. An early design allowed for using every possible charge at any time, though for ease of use I find that cycling through three user-designated charges would work much better in the heat of battle.
Ammunition is supplied through a battery core located near the trigger, and easily fuels any of the gun's various charges. A second battery core, separated from the main energy supply, can be used to fuel super-charged sniper shots. Utilizing technology adapted from Dust Man's Hyper Vacuum along with the archived data retrieval of the Grab Buster "copy weapon", I have created a method of restoring energy by pegging opponents with your shots. The energy taken through this method can be used to fuel the second battery core, enabling repeated use of Sniper Mode. Just to be safe, I'm taking extra precautions with my findings. Attempting to analyze the Attackerel will prove to be fruitless, as the finished device will only contain closed-source ACS programming. At least, it will remain closed-source until I am certain that the Attackerel will not fall into enemy hands.
...Wait, so Nido is "evil"/not actually working for Oshiro?
...Also I can't say I expected the fishgun to be a fish shaped like a gun.
...Or that you'd actually include it in your story.
In other news this STILL makes no sense.
What the fuck is a fishgun
also cold foosion
the enemy is Elena
I forgot when this happened but I think Smorshbappers Smishbrothels SmashedBots that guy brought it up in the earlier editions of The Oshiro Zone
it was also in the Great Cutopian War (I forgot which edition, but it was there)
|You two please this makes perfect sense, the fish gun has terrible terrible conductivity and fires deadly ecolie at the target, once the target (Elena) is poisoned and vomiting, Orshiro can use his hyper combo to damage Elena and put her in a crumple state, then he can OTG her and kill her with an amazing air combo.
Pokemon are now canon
I don't even
MISTAH FROGGY G
HOP AND JUMP FROM BROOK TO CREEK
CROAKING RHYMES FROM A TO Z
MISTAH FROGGY G
EVERY FROG WOULD LIKE TO BE
SUCH A PLAYA CAN'T YOU SEE
In other news I died when he mentioned "the average prices hover somewhere around "holy shit guys it's just a fish""
EDIT:
closed-source ACS programming
I was unaware that you could perform digital construction via ACS. Wouldn't you at least have to use some Decorate to handle attack properties?