Ironbound

http://replay.pokemonshowdown.com/reborn-monotyperandombattle-72521 For a dewgong, it did well. Very well.

Micky

Don't forget the myriad dex entries of poor old Rhyhorn, which all take special pleasure in pointing out how stupid it is. "Rhyhorn's brain is very small. It is so dense, while on a run it forgets why it started running in the first place. It apparently remembers sometimes if it demolishes something." "Once it starts running, it doesn't stop. Its tiny brain makes it so stupid that it can't remember why it started running in the first place." "Its body is clad in a thick hide, and its tackles topple buildings. Unfortunately, it is not smart." "Its powerful tackles can destroy anything. However, it is too slow witted to help people work." That last is an abject lie because XY showed us that Rhyhorn can be ridden, and certainly helps people by removing obstacles at the very least. Stop this injustice, I say, and stop bullying poor Rhyhorn. He doesn't deserve to be made fun of, I'll have you know he's much smarter than what people say!

Of course, it is true that certain minimal actions can't be done away with to preserve a living body, so the closest we can get to doing nothing would be physical inaction and omission of responses to external stimuli ad far as possible. That includes not focusing, nor listening, not observing and not speaking...and yes, not thinking. Thinking is within the ambit of doing, since it involves effort and channels the mind to some activity. The object of meditation and doing nothing in general is to disperse that channel, and focus on nothing. The mind is made still, or as still as humanly possible. It is said that the mind of the average human being is closest to that meditative state of perfection when it is in dreamless sleep. Those who perfect the art of meditation and yoga are able to enter a like state even when awake and conscious...or at least, that's how the theory goes. Despite my own practice for the better part of a decade, I've not succeeded entirely on entering that almost comatose state. However, it can't be denied that I've come very close to doing nothing in the most minimal sense, save breathe slowly and assume a neutral posture. With practice, my mind drifts off, and narrows its attention down into a single, miniscule aspect, usually watching one's breath subconsciously. That, at least for me, is the closest experience to doing nothing. I theorise that it's impossible for the mind and body to do less than when it is perfectly asleep, and still be alive. So the most absolute state of calm and inaction would imply that; a meditative state when one is still aware of the world, and yet one isn't doing anything beyond minimal actions. The mind finds it difficult to stop thinking, so it instead is suitable to make it run as little as possible, by thinking of something repetitively rhythmic. The best example would be one's breath. The mind, initially conscious of watching itself as it breathes, slowly becomes lax as it becomes comfortable with the monotony of regular breath, and can soon relegate even that singular task to the subconscious while it itself 'forgets' that it is watching anything at all. That, I think, is the closest the human mind can come to conscious inactivity.

Also, pocky, I suggested Endure + Custap berry because that allows Dugtrio to outspeed and hit fast threats as mega Manectric, Sand Rush Excadrill, +1 mega Charizard X, Scarf Terrakion and mega Lopunny. Pretty helpful, and it allows Dugtrio to do its one job much better without having to never a clear field all the time to have to live a hit. Still, I stand by my earlier suggestions and recommend a Lando-T and a standard Lati, preferably a Latios with HP Fire.

The dex is a compilation of the ramblings of a ten year old with no sense of proportion, who writes down whatever he thinks of creatures he's met for the first time. I think that itself is hilarious.

This thread shouldn't lie dead for too long, it grows funny if it gathers dust. Let's talk something a little more personal; what would you all say is the value, of doing nothing? Have you ever done nothing, and what would you define as 'doing nothing'?

Funnily enough, yes, and on three occasions. The first was when I was younger, some six or seven years ago, I had accompanied my parents to a tea plantation at a hill station. I'd been used to wandering off on my own during vacations, and much of my childhood had been spent in a port city, exploring beaches and docks and running off to the lighthouse. Of course, this place was fairly wild, besides the tea plantation, and I strayed out the borders into the forest surrounding it. I don't exactly know how I ended up there, but I was on a smallish clearing between a copse of trees and bang into a leafy mound, on top of which was a very angry, very large king cobra. Now, in case you don't know, king cobras are the only snakes which make nests, and the mother shows a remarkable amount of parental concern for a reptile. And it's worth keeping in mind that the king cobra can get more than fifteen feet (five metres) long and, like all elapids, can rear up and raise up to a third of its body off the ground. It's also worth noting that this snake is the largest venomous serpent in the world, and one bite can pump enough venom to slay an elephant. So, I was facing a bloody massive snake that was tall enough to look me in the eye, and probably deadly enough to kill twenty of me. I was paralysed with fear, of course, but I knew not to try to run or climb a tree, because the thing would easily outstrip me. I just stood there and watched it, as it continued to threaten and hiss. I knew that snakes could not hear, not having external ears, but some part of me did not seem to want to scream. I eventually moved back a little, and do did it. As it became evident that I wished nothing but to retreat, the thing also dropped down and I saw it ghost away under the leaves again. I realised later, when my brain started to function again, that it was female (it being jet black with yellow bands, males are usually slate grey and have thicker bands) and guarding a clutch, probably, which is why it didn't seem to want to move from where it was. I was also fortunate that the thing was a cobra; they're more intelligent and rather timid, making an elaborate display in order to avoid a conflict. Had I inadvertently stumbled upon a Russell's viper or something that would lash out with no warning, I would certainly have been bitten. In fact, one viper had appeared in my own garden once, and my grandmother, bless her, just upped her garden shovel and decapitated it, but that's a story for later. The second occasion was when, on the beach, back home one day, me and my uncle had come across a saltwater crocodile. It was just sitting there, not moving a muscle, but its eyes were open and it was looking at us. We fairly fled, and the thing still didn't move. We had thought, perhaps, as we watched from the road up on the causeway, that it was dead, but after about ten or so minutes it lugged itself further up on the beach and apparently started basking (it was bright morning). I believe a fisherman saw it later in the evening as well, and we got to know the next day that it had been taken by the wildlife chaps and rehabilitated to a croc reserve in the neighbouring state. I knew that salties went far out to sea occasionally, but it was amazing to me that one would've arrived there, practically on our doorstep. The third and most recent occasion was when I had been stung by a scrpion on a camping trip. It was, I later found (a friend of mine had immediately killed it, unfortunately), the horrible Indian red scorpion, which can get lethal and cause pulmonary edema if left untreated, depending on the amount of venom injected. I was rushed back to city and got a prazosin for it, and though I was back on my feet the next day...good lord the pain and nausea was horrible. Welcome to the tropics, eh? I'll ask you the same question, I'm now curious. Did you ever face a dire situation?

Yanmega

About fifty-six waking hours, I'm told. Then again, my home is a fairly quiet place most of the time. For one, it's one of those old Anglo-Indian bungalows that were built in an era were walls were thick and houses rambled wide rather than stood tall. Plenty of places to nip off to if you don't feel like talking. And none of my family really likes to talk very much unless there's a need or there's something worth talking about; people are usually busy with their respective work, self included. It just so happened that for about a week I didn't speak to anyone, and a cousin of mine who was staying at the time calculated the interval and told me that I'd broken a fifty-six hour silence at dinner when I asked him to pass the salt. What's the longest time you've talked continuously?

No flammable 'zones, please. I like my 'zones kept away from fire and blunt trauma, they don't like it very much. Spine

Alreadyrated/10 I don't think so, no. You're seeing the head, neck and shoulder. An adult male caribou is no joke; it's quite thickly built and coated in fur. The outline is quite natural given the angle, though if you have trouble envisioning it turning its head towards the viewer, then yes, it can seem odd. Remember dimensions, and don't view the mere 2D outline.

Nothing of that kind, no. I don't usually buy things that I have no foreseeable use for. Doing nothing is a very important thing. Being so busy chopping wood as to be unable to sit down and sharpen the saw a bit is counterproductive. The mind is constantly sawing away, it needs a break from time to time. Just gazing at the sky or lying down and closing your eyes, not sleeping but just, not doing anything, not even thinking or worrying or anything, really. Making the mind a temporary void is harder than would seem to someone who tries it for the first time or so, but it's a useful tool to teach oneself mental discipline and learn to just...be. It's a very underrated thing, but nothing is as powerful as nothing. Someone who's tried that, tell me, how did you find it?

Why, thank you. I don't know what yours is, though I'd say 2π/10.

o7 First one's better; I don't like lyrics or the human voice in song as a rule. But nice, me appreciate.

I know. The chair is a running pun with hunter, though. (See his username). He'll get it.

Good man. There's nothing like the fierce glory of feeling a storm, the wind and the rain lashing past, as you experience the wonderful monsoon. And then again, there's nothing like a calm, steady, gentle drizzle, lightly washing the dust from the leaves of all the plants, so they shine like so many glistening elemralds. And heat = sun = summer = mangoes 'Nuff said. KH?

I do not understand you. I'd look to the previous question, but I don't watch anime, so I'll go to the preceding one. I meditate each morning and practice yoga for my health. Over the years, I've come to realise that that practice has contributed remarkably to helping me avoid getting too inflamed by most passions, include frustration or stress. Stress is undesirable as a rule, and one can deal with issues better with a calm mind. Oh, and I suppose a very soft dog and long walks in the open help as well. What was the longest period of wakeful time that you can recall to have done nothing at all? This'll also be a good time to discuss what your define as 'doing nothing'.

2e¾ / 10, too animeish for me. Also I just realised that what I took at first glance to be a weirdly shaped belly-armour-plate is actually the blond head of that character, resting his/her/their head in the other character's lap.

Rain is glorious. So is the heat. Someone who shrinks from the sun and rain is next.

Have a fantastic year ahead, mon chair ami. Happy birthday.

I don't remember if I ever discovered this earlier, but even so it'll be an update, what?

No, considering that insurance accounts are a part of my job. It's certainly a business, and no charity, I'll say that. I like Hugh's question, so I'll answer that too. Unnecessary bridgewords displease me to an extent; it's not so much the word itself than the overuse of it by people who are seemingly unable to articulate properly without spamming them which is more irksome. The most common offenders are 'like', 'so', 'y'know', 'actually' and the two worst that are ever the mark of an unprofessional in my line of work: 'literally' and 'basically'. I also don't approve very much of swearwords, not employing obscenities myself. While I understand the rationale behind using them as an expletive to vent, and some allowance has to be made for the laxity of 'free speech' that modern times have espoused (another convention I cannot respect, the doing away of basic good manners and their replacement with political correctness as a measure to both swear 'freely' and also claim offense as if being offended granted one any privileges), on the whole, let's just say that the usage of such language does not merit any respect from me, and I do not think that the disciplined mind needs to resort to such language in the first place. When were you closest to failure, hut succeeded?

I just had to. I'm not sorry. [00:10] +Viridescent 2.0: Hey, Azery [00:10] +Viridescent 2.0: What do you get if a Magnezone fused all the lake trio into one body? [00:10] +RBRN Azery: ...don't you dare [00:10] +Viridescent 2.0: aZELf [00:10] +Viridescent 2.0: Huehuehue [00:10] +RBRN Azery: oh for fucks sake