Ahh, console video games (or vidcons as I call them). the ultimate medium of expression, able to convey any emotion ranging from hatred to love, loyalty to fear, all in front of our eyes. Ah, and with lovingly crafted art, music, and the ability to control the action, vidcons are the ultimate combination of the high arts. While I tend to play the stoic, I will be the first to admit that vidcons haven driven me to cry, to scream and shout, to feel actual hate; such is the power of this force beyond our wildest reckoning. And here I am, before you, to temp your tongues with the taint of such a tantalizing topic.
And the Japanese, the true geniuses behind the world of video games. Pah, I throw my scorn upon such incompetents of the West who would mock the true art of the Japanese with 'games' such as Baldur's Gate and Madden. Perhaps it is that the West is not as intelligent as the East, but this is a matter for another day. Japan has given us such masterpieces as the Final Fantasy series, Star Ocean, Wild Arms, and of course, Arc the Lad. Yes, some of the finest vidcons in the world were created by Japanese. I come to you today to ask you in all earnesty, what is your favorite vidcon? I will reveal mine after the grand debate has illustriously begun, but not before the first poster falls victim to my plot of discussion.
In other words, this is a thread on an imaginary forum our avatars frequent. The topic can fluctuate, and its mostly just general discussion.
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Bye, you old, poor man.
edited 17th Mar '16 2:25:32 PM by SaltyWalty
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I sincerely hope that you weren't referring to me. I'm by no means poor, let alone an ordinary man, by any account.
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No, I wasn't. That man up![[up]](https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/smiles/arrow_up.png "[up]"){kind=icon}
there is super poor. Just look at him!
That's a LOT of gold!
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He does indeed seem to be a rather pitiful creature. Most mortals are, if I do say so myself.
Gold? My riches are all gold, the kind I can weave from my very fingers. How's that for wealth?
edited 17th Mar '16 2:45:31 PM by cake1
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Including me?
Gold? This is Australium, you pitiful creature!
edited 17th Mar '16 2:46:52 PM by SaltyWalty
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Even kings can be fools, you know. Your possessions mean nothing to me. It is power that I am most concerned with...
edited 17th Mar '16 2:49:17 PM by cake1
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Neither do yours. And I can tell you, you are unfit for power.
edited 17th Mar '16 2:50:00 PM by SaltyWalty
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What makes you say that, silly man who sits upon an even sillier throne?
edited 17th Mar '16 2:52:32 PM by cake1
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Oh. I'm sorry, I'm not very well versed in minerals!
Excuse me. You are just a merchant. Gold? Phhhhhhht. Australium is much more valuable.
M-More valuable?!?!
H-H-H-How much more?!
It can extend your life. It can Make you smarter and stronger. And it looks super baller.
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I am more than just a mere merchant, you presumptuous monarch. I am a dealer of a great many more things than simple silks or spices. What I can offer is beyond those laughable wares. Can you measure influence? Fill a bottle with talent? Hold in your hands a package of granted ambitions, or measure a pound of beauty or love? I think not. I have the power to change lives, fulfill dreams...all for a price, of course.
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WHAT?! That's probably worth a thousand- no! A MILLION pokos! Where is it found, anyway?
Oh, one does not simplify... find it. It has all been mined out. I could sell some to you, but you better damn well have something to pay for it.
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Little willow o' wisp, let me entice you with something infinitely more valuable; a chance to have your deepest wish come true. How would that sound?
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A wish...
Well, my wish would be for my captains to be happy and safe! What would the price for that be?
Hello little girl, do you want some Australium? Oh, what am I kidding, you're too young!
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Yes, child, a wish. What would you want? I sense that you are in much distress over something, some part of you in particular. You see it as a curse to you, and although I'd beg to differ, I would never want to turn away a potential customer. I suspect you want me to lift that burden away from you, then?
Well, what do you have to give?
edited 17th Mar '16 3:12:51 PM by cake1
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Sir, if I may stop our quarrels, what is the price for the things you offer?
edited 17th Mar '16 3:13:37 PM by SaltyWalty
No... It's impossible.
I only have the corpses of my enemies, but those don't really cost much...
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See ya!
"Have you learned nothing?..."