I agree that we need things fixed, not more stuff to gum up the works. New classes aren't fun if the game doesn't work properly. However, this part of the forums is for fan creations, stuff that people have fun making and then share with others. Even things posted in the suggestions forum rarely end up implemented. So let's have some fun being creative if we want to, and argue over what the game needs in a different forum. I don't put a lot of effort into designing classes - I'm not actually interested in putting them in game, after all - but I've had a few ideas.
Class Name: Bard Class Type: Magician Weapon Type: Musical instrument of some kind.
Class Name: Jester Class Type: Thief Weapon Type: Yo-yos
Class Name: Thrasher Class Type: Pirate Weapon Type: Whip
Part Two: Mercedes frowned at his sudden ending. "Really? It seemed like you were going to say something else there..." Luminous froze for a moment, then stared at the floor and mumbled, "Phiny's haircut took all the blue off the lower ends of my hair." "Is that so?" The elf queen chuckled. "Well, I suppose I can't say anything since Tosh didn't do much with my hair." "He's lying." "What?!" Luminous's head jerked upward and he sent Phantom a murderous look. "Well, maybe you really don't like the haircut. I'm not saying that's a lie. But you're definitely hiding what you hate most about your outfit." Phantom tapped his chin, observing the light mage's costume more closely. "Is it the fact that your inseam's visible? Is that the problem?" Luminous turned slightly red in the face. Mercedes gasped, "Phantom!" Aran made strangled noises as he struggled to not laugh so loud that the audience would hear. "That might be it, you know," he said once he'd calmed down. "Don't you remember how much trouble we had getting him to stop wearing the full dress-style robes, Mercedes?" The young dragon master glanced between the older heroes curiously. His gaze stopped at Phantom. The thief shook his head at Evan. "Before I joined. So what happened?" he asked Mercedes. The elf queen smiled. "I remember... Aran wanted someone to spar with, and Luminous was the only one physically capable of keeping up with him... at least, he came closer than the rest of us. But Luminous couldn't do it in his heavy skirts, so Freud was trying to convince him to wear a more battle-ready robe. It wasn't going well..." "Freud declared a beach day," Aran continued the story. "Luminous was so busy gaping at Mercedes that he forgot to be embarrassed for himself. When we got home he finally cooperated with Freud to design a robe that wouldn't hinder Luminous's movement in close combat, but would still feel like a proper magician's clothes." "What?" exclaimed Phantom. "I missed seeing her majesty in a swimsuit?!" Mercedes smacked the side of his head. "It was a very decent swimsuit. Luminous only stared because he had an over-developed sense of modesty." "That sure wasn't Freud's excuse," Aran said under his breath. Only an elf could have heard him, and if she did, she chose not to respond. "It was not over-developed," grumbled Luminous, refusing to look anyone in the eye. "Was, and is," Phantom declared. Luminous threw his shining rod prop at the thief. Phantom caught the stick and tossed it back, saying, "Oh, look at the time! We better get the third act started before our little supervisors come looking for us!" He darted out onto the stage. Solemn music played as the curtain lifted. Phantom began reciting his lines just as solemnly, not letting on that he had been objecting before the show about the script being melodramatic to the point that it was ridiculous. "This world is a world of sadness and sorrow, and also sadness! I warn thee, commander of evil and friend to the Black Mage, I will never allow you to rest in peace, except when I make you rest in peace! I have stolen gems and masterpieces from millions of fancy people, but the last thing I will take... IS YOUR LIFE!" "You know," Mercedes said quietly to the others, "the script has us saying some pretty weird stuff... but when Phantom goes out there, he only seems a tiny bit out of character." "That's 'cause Phantom's a natural at acting," Evan told her. "I'm almost sure parts of his personality are completely pretend." "You mean we don't know Phantom as well as we think we do?" asked Aran, a bit shocked. "Why would that be a surprise?" Luminous snorted. "He is Phantom, after all." -End-
Thank you for reading, please don't bother quoting the whole thing if you reply, and if you liked my writing enough to want more you can go here: https://www.fanfiction.net/u/6877153/ G'bye, everybody!
