if you don't talk do you communicate by glaring
No, I don’t communicate at all.
why does junkrat look like that edgelord thot from the kid-murderin' anime
because junkrat is an edgelord thot
blizzard isn't making more male characters because they already made the best male character (junkrat) and anything else would be a fucking disappointment
Well, I don’t disagree that junkrat is the best. I do think there is nothing wrong with more stuff even if they can’t live up to junkrat’s standard of masculinity.
so... what about crossbows? and if you're pro-crossbow, how do you feel about ballistas?
I like crossbows and bows mostly equally. I’m slightly biased towards crossbows because that’s what I used primarily in Mabinogi when I played it.
Ballistas are just monster hunter weapons giant bows so they’re good shit too.
also since I've got you here and you are also bowfolk, what is your stance on trick arrows? do you have a favorite?
Trick Arrows are cool. I like magic arrows/bow mages (gonna assume they fall under the same category for this).
As far as a specific character that uses trick arrows; I only know of green arrow and I don’t really follow comic book stuff so I’m pretty indifferent to him but the concept is neat af.
When me and a friend were planning a game that was never meant to be a bow mage was one of the classes I had come up with.
there's a roguelike-metroidvania/insert-gaming-buzzword-here game called "Dead Cells" that features many different bows, and while it does have some swords and shields and freaky magic and such, you can go through a playthrough with two bows as your only weapons and still achieve a fair level of success
Oh, I heard of that game. I don’t know if I’d enjoy playing it because I’m pretty bad at video games and those rogue-likes are supposed to be pretty brutal.
you could shop for a bookcase on walmart's website, choose to pick it up in store, and not have to pay shipping. best of both worlds!
The reason I wanted to shop online was mainly because I didn’t want to have to go to the store. Which requires, in this case, begging one of my sister’s to drive me in so I can get the dang thing from there and back.
