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: Hah. I'm no commander.

I had to do a double take at this support, because Irving's been acting like he commands the unit while offering no real useful advice.



I am shocked that the support intern had enough self-awareness to write this.



Irving my guy

You led a near-mutiny so we could add a manipulative titty assassin, whose supports characterize her exclusively as a liar (though with a soft spot for barmaids apparently) from the country we are at war with to our army.

You literally have an entire support with Maren where you shriek about ambition louder than Julius fucking Caesar

I don't know how this hasn't penetrated your thick skull, and naturally it will never come up again.

: I think it's a good thing! But anyway, I thought I'd be saying things like that a lot more if I ever became a soldier.

Cia, please don't encourage him.

: Not playing out as you imagined?



: Luck in the past won't help you in the present.

I dunno, dodging injuries does help. A lot.

: Then what will help me? Besides you, I mean. You've already done lots of that.

Cia, please do not flirt with Irving.

: Training. Think of it this way - if you were betting on a fight in an arena and the only thing you knew about the combatants was that one trained twice as long as the other, you'd bet on the one who trained more.

Yes, and this is also true for knowing that one fighter is physically stronger than the other. Of course, since Irving is saying this (and because the "narrative designer" only references anime on kickstarter) it will be treated as infallible wisdom.

: There's some luck involved in any battle, yes, but well honed skills tip the scale. Imagine your enemies are constantly training. The best way to outmatch them, is to out-train them.



It's basically that anime thing where the Z fighters always train to fight as individuals instead of coming up with some kind of doctrine that would let them actually do things when Goku's not around.



: Or I could just stick close to all of you.



Pictured: the face of a teenage boy realizing he can watch Cia flip around in that revealing outfit.

TheGreatEvilKing summary posted:

: I kneel before your wisdom, Dear Leader Irving!

: I'm not a Dear Leader lol.

: You act like one all the time, like when you nearly had that mutiny about inviting Brooke, or how you never shut up when someone asks Lincoln for an opinion, or how you're full of useless advice the writers give you to seem 'professional'.

: I hope Lincoln doesn't feel threatened by me, a 17 year old dumbass.

: I think it's great! I'm just not enjoying soldiering at all. It's a lot messier and I'm extremely lucky to be alive.

: Luck won't help you. You know what will? Training. Have you ever seen Dragonball Z? You gotta grind those levels. Imagine that all our enemies are killing boars in the woods. They'll get a lot of XP and become higher level. To keep on the game's scaling, you gotta grind hard and kill boars in the woods. You hear me?

: That sounds boring as shit.

: Then you're gonna fuckin die.

: Or I could just stay close to you guys, oh Defender of the Faith?

: Sounds hot. I'm in.