u/ServiceTemporary2453

I apologize that Doom doesn't feature too much in this one, but my next story will be an action heavy story where he gets to be really cool, so stay tuned for that!! Original art: https://www.reddit.com/r/FORSAKENROBLOX/comments/1kplt7t/heres_a_doombringer_reaction_for_you_people/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web3x&utm_name=web3xcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button

“Dude, this place is sketchy as hell,” Jack murmured, shifting his weight from one foot to the other as he glanced around the alley. An open dumpster filled the air with a potent stench, several muddy puddles reflected the night sky (Jack had ruined his brand new Bloxxers by stepping in one earlier), and a homeless man lay on his side at the opposite end of the alley. “Couldn’t we have met them in the park or something?”

“First of all, stop being a little #####,” Jack’s companion raised a finger. “Second of all, everyone knows that you always have to conduct business somewhere dark and secluded.” Ethan was older than Jack by a year and taller by an inch, which meant he was always right by default. He wore a green jacket and matching pants that did little to shield him from the cold, kept a pair of plastic swords sheathed on his back, and had his face covered by a cardboard mask of his idol: 1x1x1x1. Making it had taken him several weeks, and his dad had nearly found it in his closet once, but it was his pride and joy. Most footage of 1x was blurred and hard to make out, due to both their glitched visage and their tendency to kill everyone who got within a mile radius, but he had done a pretty stand-up job regardless—although the eyeholes were too small and were seriously limiting his peripheral vision.

“Yeah, which means they could,” Jack started, then glanced at the homeless man and continued in a whisper, “that they could kill us without anyone noticing!” Like Ethan, Jack wore a 1x disguise, although the coloring on the mask was sloppier and he only had one sword instead of two due to Ethan’s allowance. Unlike Ethan, he had been smart enough to wear a green hoodie that provided actual insulation. “I’m telling you Ethan-“

“Dude, how many times do I have to tell you, that’s not my ####### username anymore!” Ethan snapped. “You’re just as bad as my mom!”

“Sorry, xSwordsMaster15-“Jack drawled, rolling his eyes.

“xXSwordsMaster15.”

“But I’m telling you that we don’t need the stinking scripts! We can just graffiti the school or something!”

“May 17, 20XX,” Ethan loudly recited with practiced ease, causing Jack to hang his head and groan. “1x1x1x1 appeared in the capital of Robloxia, caused millions in property damage-“

“And killed dozens of people…”

“To prove a point,” Ethan said smoothly before continuing, “And fought the Admins for 2 hours and 45 minutes before being defeated. Now, what if 1x1x1x1 had said ‘oh no, it’s too risky, I’ll just graffiti Roblox HQ instead?’ Anyone can spray some paint on a wall. But it takes a real rebel to destroy an entire school building.”

Before Jack could retort, they heard footsteps and straightened up. A tall, shadowy man turned into the alley and walked towards them with long, confident strides, flanked by two large men that could have been RFC fighters. The homeless man got up and left the alley with his eyes firmly downward, and Jack thought he was smarter than both of them.

“Yo,” Ethan said with a nod of his head. Jack did the same with considerably less confidence.

“Gentlemen,” the man greeted them in a smooth, velvety voice. “A fine evening to do business, don’t you think?” He stopped a few feet away from them, and they could see that he was both well built and well dressed in a black suit and tie. His face remained cloaked in shadow, with the exception of his perfect white teeth as he grinned at them.

“Totally,” Ethan said. “You got the stuff?”

“Of course.” The grin widened. “But first, the payment.”

Ethan reached into his pocket and handed over all the cash inside, which was both his and Jack’s pooled allowance over the past three months. The man took and counted with a gloved hand, then nodded and pocketed it. “Excellent.” He snapped his fingers, and one of the bodyguards handed him a briefcase, which he opened to reveal two sleek black panels. “Your scripts.”

Ethan eagerly took both scripts, passing one of them to Jack, who held it as if it was radioactive. Ethan scrolled through his panel, frowning as he did so, then looked up at the man. Then at the panel and back at the man again. “Are you serious?”

The man’s grin didn’t falter. “Problem?”

“Uh, yeah, big problem.” Ethan ignored Jack’s elbow in his side and waved the script in the man’s face. “This isn’t what we agreed on. This is a kiddy script at best.”

“What we agreed on is 500 Robux for two scripts,” The man said smoothly, his grin never faltering. “You paid, my employer provided.”

“Ethan-“

“You couldn’t destroy a trash can with this thing, hell, you couldn’t destroy a soda can with this.” Ethan shook off Jack’s hand and stepped close to the man, their chests now inches apart. “Your boss trying to rip us off?”

“All things considered, my employer was rather generous with the quality of the scripts.” The man looked down at Ethan. “You would do well to be thankful.”

“Yeah, well, you would do well to tell iTra-“

“We don’t say his name.” The man’s voice hardened for the first time, his grin now replaced by a stern expression.

“Tell iTrapped”, Ethan said, making sure to enunciate every part of the name. “to give us something actually worth our money.”

The man sighed and hung his head, as if he had just been inconvenienced. “I truly wish you hadn’t said that.” The two bodyguards stepped forwards, cracking their knuckles.

“H-Hold on,” Jack said, nervously backing away, hands raised in placation. “W-We love the scripts! The scripts are great! Right, Ethan?”

“Stay back man,” Ethan said, voice wavering for the first time as he backed away from the approaching bodyguards. He drew his swords and pointed them with shaky hands, the plastic blades about as threatening as his skinny arms were. “We’ll #### you up. I’m not joking.”

The bodyguards said nothing. The man checked his watch. Hands the size of melons reached for them. Jack shrank back and covered his face. Ethan swallowed hard and let out a war cry as he reeled back for a swing.

A dark object dropped in from the sky, landing between the boys and the bodyguards with a thunderous crash, cracking the concrete and creating a cloud of dust on impact. All five of them coughed and stepped away, and when the smoke cleared, all five of their hearts dropped to their stomachs. A man the size and height of a refrigerator stood in the alley, his entire body covered by a black armor that made him look more like a machine than a person. Pulsing red lines ran through the armor like circuits through a hard drive. He wore a long red coat that blew slightly behind him in the wind, and he had glowing red chains wrapped around his shoulder, his abdomen, and most prominently his arms and wrists. His face was covered by a mask that had black ski goggle-like eyes, with narrowed red slits in each. A crimson helmet sat atop his head, with two prominent, glowing red horns protruding from each side. Finally, strapped to his back was a hammer that was nearly as tall as he was and glowed with the very same energy that his body did.

Doombringer. Admin of Robloxia. Moderator of all.

Several thoughts went through the minds of Jack and Ethan in rapid succession: ‘Oh god it’s an Admin, oh god it’s Doombringer, we’re saved, no wait he’ll arrest us too, oh god he’s gonna ban us.’  They started to back away from Doombringer’s hulking figure, only him to turn his head and fix them with those digital eyes, causing their bodies to lock up in fear. He firmly pointed a finger at the ground: stay. The two boys nodded so fast it made them dizzy. Doombringer turned back to the bodyguards and the dealer. The two men now looked like schoolchildren compared to Doombringer, fists raised with shaky hands, clearly debating on whether they got paid enough for this. The dealer had already turned tail, abandoning all sense of professionalism and scrambling down the alley, nearly falling over in his haste as he turned the corner.

Doombringer looked down at the two bodyguards—both of whom were easily six feet tall—and sighed. “There is a Moderation Station two blocks away,” he rumbled. His voice was deep and had a quiet strength to it, but he also sounded… normal? Almost tired. Go there and turn yourselves in, and you’ll receive lighter sentences than if you had attempted to assault an Admin.”

The two men looked at each other, then back at Doombringer, before slowly lowering their fists, nodding, and sprinting out of the alley. Doombringer nodded as if pleased, then turned around to face the quivering teenagers. He crossed his arms and said nothing, only looking at them. They managed to stay silent for approximately five seconds before Ethan pointed at Jack and blurted, “It was all his idea!”

“What!?” Jack said, both appalled and horrified. He saw Doombringer raise an eyebrow and quickly said, “I’m not the one who spent months planning how to destroy the school and then got us involved with a script dealer!”

“Wha—You traitor!”

“You turned on me first!”

“Well I didn’t give him details!”

“Boys,” Doombringer said, sounding like an exhausted school teacher. “Enough. Take the masks off.”

“That’s really not-“

“Now, please.”

They took the masks off. Doombringer’s eyes softened, and he studied their faces for several seconds before speaking. “Why do you want to destroy your school?“

“B-Because it’s funded by Roblox,” Ethan said, just as Jack said “Because all his teachers failed him.”

“I see. And I take it that you think it’s cool to wear masks of a mass murderer?” He gestured at the masks in their hands.

“No sir,” Jack said quickly. Ethan stared down at the mask for a long moment before mumbling, “No.”

Doombringer nodded, satisfied. “Good. I’ll let you two off with a warning.” The two boys looked up, surprised. “Go home. Get rid of those masks.” He took the scripts from their hands and broke them in half with his thumb and index fingers. Ethan winced as the pieces fell despite himself. “And please, stay in school. Understood?”

“Yes sir.” Both said. Jack gave a salute with the wrong arm.

Doombringer looked at them for a moment, then let out a breath that was suspiciously similar to a chuckle, before disappearing from the alley with a gust of wind. The boys stood in silence for several seconds, which was broken when Ethan let out a hysterical laugh, head tilted back into the night sky. When he caught his breath, he threw the 1x mask on the ground and stomped it into a puddle until it was soaked and unrecognizable. Jack quietly ripped his mask into small pieces and then let them scatter across the ground.

“Ethan?”

“…yeah?”

“I think we should go home and study.”

“…yeah.”

Both Elliot and Protag worked with people who turned out to be their own alternate personalities (Mr Robot and Tyler Durden) and both caused large scale events (Five/Nine and Fight Club/Project Mayhem respectively).

I think this would be a pretty cool 2 v 2 rap battle

The night was finally coming to a close. Every party had ended, every employee had clocked out, and it was as close to quiet as Robloxia could get. Despite the late hour, the city was still lit up by neon advertisements (all for Roblox), bright blue streetlamps, and the ever-present Roblox HQ tower in the distance. Only criminals and drunkards were out this late. Speaking of which…

“IT’S RAINING NACHOS,” Noob slurred loudly into the night sky, long yellow bangs swaying from side to side with their unsteady movements. Their yellow face was painted with purple light from passing advertisements, their blue top stained with alcohol, and they still managed to look amazing. “FROM OUT OF THE SKY! NACHOS… wait… that’s not right…” They dissolved into giggles and leaned against their companion’s shoulder, who pushed them upright again with a gentle hand.

Sixer walked close beside Noob on the sidewalk, making sure they didn’t fall over while occasionally glancing around the street. It was Friday, which meant that Noob had somehow convinced Sixer to go out, had far too much to drink, and now needed someone to walk them home. Like clockwork. At least they hadn’t gotten high as well. This time. Unlike their friend, Sixer didn’t care much for fashion and was wearing their usual red and black jacket and matching cap.

They rounded the corner and finally came across Noob’s apartment, a charmingly retro low-rise building that was made from brick-colored studs. A receptionist sat snoring at the front desk, only to be jolted awake when Noob walked up and assaulted him with questions (“HI GOOD EVENING OR IS IT MORNING HOW ARE THE KIDS OKAY BYEEE”) before being dragged off by Sixer. The two entered the elevator (Sixer doubted Noob could handle more than two steps), where Noob squinted at the buttons for a worrying amount of time before Sixer pressed it for them.

“Everyone at that party was soooo lame,” Noob sighed, leaning their back against the elevator wall as it began to ascend. “Who goes home at midnight on a Friday?”

Sixer raised an eyebrow, arms crossed.

“Don’t give me that look.” Noob waved a hand, gold painted nails reflecting the overhead light. “They didn’t even have any of the fun stuff there. Boring.”

Sixer raised both eyebrows.

“Ugh, you’re no fun! ‘Oh, you stay out too late Noob. You drink too much Noob. You should stop doing drugs Noob.’” Noob mimed a mouth with their hand. “You need to loosen up already.”

Sixer pointed at their mouth.

“Well, I know that, but you say it with your eyes or whatever.”

The elevator came to stop and opened with a ding, revealing the hallway leading to Noob’s apartment. Sixer painfully watched as Noob slammed the key into the doorknob twice, got it in the keyhole, and twisted it the wrong way before getting the door open and stumbling inside. Sixer followed.

Noob’s apartment was much like them: messy yet charming. The living room featured a couch that Sixer knew better than their own bed and a coffee table that had several empty bottles on it. The remnants of an indiscernible white powder were still on it. The kitchen was filled with dirty dishes, more empty bottles, and empty pizza boxes. The walls were decorated with pictures of friends and parties, many of them featuring an embarrassed-looking Sixer.

“Let’s keep the party going,” Noob slurred, eagerly heading towards the fridge, certainly not for water. Sixer grabbed them by the wrist. “Ugh, why not?” Noob turned back to them, glaring. Then, as if on cue, their face went from yellow to green and they ran for the bathroom. Sixer watched them go, then grabbed three bottles of water and followed. As expected, Noob was now bent over the toilet and hurling their guts out. Sixer took a seat next to them and held their hair back with one hand, drumming their fingers on their knee with the other. How did someone like them keep those golden locks so immaculate?

After a few minutes, Noob came up and leaned heavily against the wall, reaching out for a water bottle. They downed the first two in less than 30 seconds and began sipping on the third. “Ugh…” they groaned, voice hoarse from vomiting. “Maybe you had a point…”

Sixer gave a small, knowing smile.

“Yeah yeah, I should listen to you more often…”

Sixer made a “go on” gesture with their hand.

“And I should cut down on the drinking…”

Sixer gave a thumbs up.

The two sat in silence for a while, Noob keeping their eyes firmly on the floor as they drank. When the bottle was empty, Noob wiped their mouth and said, “You’re the only one who does this,” so quietly Sixer almost didn’t hear. They frowned and looked at Noob, tilting their head in confusion. Noob exhaled and stared at the wall. “Before I met you, no one told me to slow down… no one walked me home or… stopped me from drinking when I shouldn’t or… held my hair back when I threw up.” They sniffled, eyes shining with moisture, voice choked up with emotion. “I go out with all these people all the time… and none of them care about me like you do.” Noob squeezed their eyes shut but was too late to stop the thick tears from rolling down their cheeks.

Sixer sat for a long moment, shocked, before reaching out and putting a hand on Noob’s shoulder. Noob immediately launched into their arms, tears becoming outright sobs as they cried into Sixer’s shoulder. The Guest froze for several seconds before tentatively reciprocating, tightening their arms around Noob’s shaking body. They couldn’t remember the last time they hugged someone.

After a few minutes, Noob’s sobs slowly became quieter, until they stopped altogether and they gained the courage to look up at Sixer. “Ugh, I’m such a mess,” they said, letting out a choked laugh as they wiped their eyes. “I don’t know how you put up with me…”

Sixer nodded with a small smile and pointed at Noob’s chest, then at themself, nearly causing Noob to break down into another wave of tears. Sixer guided their stumbling friend to the bedroom, where they kicked their shoes into a corner and collapsed face-first onto the bed. Sixer rolled them onto their side, just in case they vomited again, and covered them with the blanket up to their chin. They turned to leave, already imagining Noob complaining of a hangover tomorrow.

“I love you…"

Sixer froze halfway through the doorframe, their heart stopping and then beating much faster than it was before. They stayed there for several moments, not daring to turn around, unsure if they wanted Noob to continue or stop talking. Then the jackhammer-like sound of them snoring filled the room, and Sixer let out an exhale before gently closing the door.

Noob woke up like they did most mornings: with a splitting headache and a vague memory of the previous night. Something involving nachos and throwing up in a bathroom. They laid with their head buried under the covers, occasionally groaning and wondering why they kept doing this to themself, before the smell of frying bacon coaxed them out. Eyes squinted against the harsh morning light, they changed out of their booze-stained clothes before stumbling out of their room and to the kitchen.

The apartment was now unusually tidy, the coffee table cleared of all bottles and substances and the kitchen emptied of dishes and pizza boxes. Sixer stood in front of the stove, hat and jacket discarded as they plated several strips of bacon before cracking eggs into a pan. They heard Noob’s footsteps and turned to smile and wave.

“Morning,” Noob sighed, sinking into a chair at the dinner table. A glass of water and a Bloxspirin were already set out, and they took both. “You know you don’t have to clean up every time you’re here, right?”

Sixer dismissively waved a hand without looking.

“Well, I guess I can’t complain.” Noob rested their chin on their arms. “I wasn’t too bad last night, right?"

Sixer focused on stirring the eggs for a few moments, before shaking their head and bringing two plates over to the table.

“Thank Blox,” Noob chuckled in relief, digging in the instant the plate was in front of them. “I would have been so embarrassed if I went nuts again.” They shoveled several forkfuls of egg into their mouth, then noticed Sixer watching them with a fond smile. “What?”

Sixer shook their head and began to eat.

Watch this goofy post get 500 upvotes instead of something I put actual effort into

0:00 Was unprepared for a front dash and side dashed into it

0:07 Same case

0:15 Hesitated before the aerial fever beaker

0:19 Unprepared for front dash behind and didn't block

0:24 Didn't react to M1s in time

0:26 Tried to M1 while in Crushing Blow stun instead of blocking or countering

0:30 Was too greedy for M1s and didn't respect counter

0:41 Was unprepared for side dash behind

0:46 Telegraphed front dash

0:51 Wasted 1+2

0:53 Desperate front dash that does nothing

0:58 Panicked and wasted counter instead of punishing missed Manji

1:01 Ragdoll cancels away into the wall instead of behind to try and combo

1:04 Panics and tries to dash back instead of blocking front dash

1:05 Panics and messes up M1 trade

1:07 Gets too greedy for M1s and wastes two of them instead of waiting for Cursed Strikes endlag

1:09 Too greedy for damage and ends combo way too early with Fever Breaker

1:13 Tries to M1 instead of blocking or countering front dash

1:15 Completely wastes a combo with 3M1s into Reserve Balls

1:16 Goes for grounded Rough Energy on wake up against a Yuji with counter

1:20 Same as 0:26

1:21 Incorrectly predicts Black Flash chain

1:26 Tries to Shutter Doors on wake up for some reason

1:32 Gets tricked into thinking Rough Energy hit and goes for aerial Fever Breaker

1:39 Goes for risky wakeup M1s

1:46 Goes for a Shutter Doors after getting M1s blocked

1:53 Goes for a Reserve Balls while in side dash range

1:56 Goes for a Rough Energy after 3M1s against a Yuji with counter

2:00 Somehow misses fourth M1

2:07 Doesn't expect front dash and goes for an aerial Rough Energy in neutral

2:19 Obvious and telegraphed front dash

2:22 Falls for obvious ragdoll cancel bait

2:24 Obvious aerial Rough Energy while opponent has counter

2:26 M1s the air instead of the opponent and gets punished

2:32 Wastes 1+2 on block

2:36 Doesn't make sure opponent is ragdolled before aerial Fever Breaker

2:45 Doesn't predict front dash and goes for Reserve Balls

2:49 Same as 0:26

2:54 Didn't expect aerial feint and loses M1 trade

2:59 Doesn't space out M1s to wait out Fever Breaker cooldown

3:01 Panics and uses counter for no reason

3:04 Falls for world's most obvious counter bait

3:09 Panics and uses Aerial Rough Energy while opponent is nowhere near him

3:11 Panics and does the world's most obvious and telegraphed front dash

3:13 Predicts Black Flash chain wrong and dies

I recommend everyone try this on a game they lost, it's pretty darn helpful.

Either we see her as a child soldier/young adult in a flashback to the Cromag War or it's revealed in a boss fight with her

Another thing I love about JJS is the base only characters, who have very strong bases (or are at least are meant to) in exchange for not having a full ultimate and the ults that they do have being weaker. I've yet to play Mei Mei or Locust Guy extensively, but I find this to be very interesting.

Some BG games change things up, like HBG with the aerial downslam (that I rarely see people use) or TSB with Genos having a ranged M1, but they're never as radical as JJS changes. Honorable mentions are Sukuna's ranged M1s, Yuji's faster and feintable M1s, Nanami's black flash M1s, Mahoraga's block breaking M1s and parry, and Mei Mei's unblockable M1.

I was playing last night and decided to fight this person cause they had more kills than me, they destroyed me multiple times but kept agreeing to fight me and were pretty chill. After a while I finally beat them in a Haruta mirror match up and they congratulated me before I had to leave. If you're seeing this, you made my night.

I was playing last night and decided to fight this person cause they had more kills than me, they destroyed me multiple times but kept agreeing to fight me and were pretty chill. After a while I finally beat them in a Haruta mirror match up and they congratulated me before I had to leave. If you're seeing this, you made my night.

Passive: You are much taller than the other characters, and your avatar wears a long cloak that covers their body. Attacking or being attacked causes you to open your cloak and reveal your multi-armed. You also wield the Festering Life Sword.

Festering Life Sword: Your third and fourth M1 deals an extra four poison damage over time. This can kill your opponent and stacks with each hit.

Blinding: After a short windup, you summon two insect curses carrying sacs, which fly at the targeted opponent. If the opponent is hit by one of them, they will take damage and be partially blinded by green splotches on their screen for a short time. If they are hit by both of them, then the splotches are larger and last longer. The insects will explode if hit by an attack or a wall, and have a light homing effect.

Infestation: You swing your sword. If your opponent is hit by it, then they will take low damage and be knocked away as several creatures burst out of their body, dealing damage over time and disabling their R special. In order to remove these, the opponent must hold R for 2 seconds, which leaves them vulnerable. The swing is blockable, but will still knock them back and give them the creatures.

Festering: You pull back and then whip your arm forward, extending it and slicing with your sword. This move is blockable but comes out fast and has a long range. If you are successful, then your opponent will take low damage and be inflicted with the Festering status effect, which prevents them from healing with passive regen, soda, or their ultimate. Has a long endlag where you retract your arm if you miss (but not on block or successful hit).

Ravenous: You do a blockable combo with your sword, dealing good damage and inflicting poison on your opponent. Your "use after three M1s" combo extender. Has a finisher where you grab your opponent and gruesomely devour them (healing back to full after). If used on a Yuta player using Severing Path, then your blades will clash and reset you back to neutral.

Black Demon Of The Modern Era: Your ultimate. On press, you lower yourself into the ground and dissolve into cockroaches over the course of 2.5 seconds. If you aren't interrupted, then the ground will shake for another 5 seconds (giving everyone nearby time to run) before a giant swarm of cockroaches bursts out of the ground with your face at the front. You now have full control of the swarm, which grows in size and gains movement speed over the course of 15 seconds until it is the size of the cafe building and can outrun a player on foot. Anyone who touches the swarm will be slowed and take heavy damage before being eaten alive. The swarm can move over, through, and around all buildings. Your M1 causes the swarm to reach out with two giant arms and attempt to grab/crush your target. Your M2 causes you to place two arms on the ground around your target, which proceed to slowly circle/crush them. Your front dash causes the swarm to surge forwards with a burst of speed. When the swarm ends, you will spawn where it was with full health.

Parthogenesis: If you hold your ultimate button instead of letting it go, you will create a husk/clone of yourself at your current location. Your clone is stationary and has 15 health. When you die, you take control of the clone and quickly fly back to wherever you died with 70 HP. Parthogenesis cannot be used while you are controlling your clone.

The Taste Of Iron: If you are near a Domain, you can use half of your ult bar to enter it and instantly break it.

Appetizer + R: Fires a single beam that continuously fires straight ahead and can be aimed 360, slicing through all destructible objects it hits for 3 seconds. This variant requires and drains your ult bar. It is unblockable and deals high damage, but the slow turn rate means you can outrun it and hit the stationary Ryu while he's firing. If a Yuta player front dashes into the beam, then a Final Judgement style QTE will trigger between both players while the Yuta player blocks the beam with their fist. Whoever wins the QTE deals the full damage of Appetizer to the loser.

Granite Ring: A bigger and better version of the front dash variant. Ryu raises his hand and fires a large granite blast into the air, which can be cancelled by attacks. If successful, then the ring orbits around Ryu for 5 seconds, disabling all of his moves for the duration. The ring blocks all projectiles, destroys whatever it collides it, and deals unblockable damage and knockback to whoever it hits. If Ryu presses R while the ring is active, then the next person it collides with will be taken into the ring, which is now much larger. A boxing match will commence, where both players have their moves enabled and the ring is now stationary. Touching the walls of the ring or attempting to jump out will damage both players. Getting ragdolled in the ring sends the player straight into the wall and damages them (including Ryu). The ring goes down after 15 seconds or if one of the players gets knocked into it.

Ult Variant: This is pretty out there but I think it would be cool so screw it. If Ryu uses ult while in his R special pose, then he will enter a targeting state where he can select any player within a large radius. Once selected, both players are highlighted to each other as Ryu begins to fire long ranged Granite Blasts at them. These blasts travel quickly, home in on the opponent, and have an explosive splash radius. The targeted player gets put into a Sonic game-esque sequence where their movement speed is doubled and they have to sprint towards Ryu's location while dodging the granite blasts. The closer they get/the longer they run for, the faster the blasts come out and the more numerous they become. Getting hit by one of the beams will cause all the others to hit you and deal big damage. Getting enough to Ryu will allow you to hit him and start a combo (if he is on elevation you will jump up to him).

Did I satisfy you all with this meal?

I somehow struggle to draw Roblox R6 and I really want to get better at it. I'm currently split between drawing with a mouse on Microsoft Paint (I plan to move to Krita) and drawing traditionally on paper.

I feel like I should be better than I am since I have 5k kills, any advice/pointers would be greatly appreciated

• Second part of Ratio Breaker 1 (the punch) can now hit ragdoll, as can Ratio Breaker 2.
• Ratio Breaker 2 now has hyperarmor, meaning you still get hit but don't get stunned/interrupted during it.
• Ratio Breaker 1 can break the opponent's arm if used with R
• All arm breaking moves (Ratio Breaker 1, Ratio Breaker 2, Interrogate first hit with R) break the opponent's arm for 12 seconds, up from 7.
• All leg breaking moves (Sharpen with R, Interrogate second hit with R) break the opponent's leg for 12 seconds, up from 7.
• Collapse now breaks the opponent's leg if the dash hits them with R special
• Collapse debris slam now applies true ragdoll
• Leg breaking also slows by 5% as well as disabling dashes
• Arm breaking slows M1 speed by 5% as well as reducing the block radius
• Ult M1s now deal the damage of Mahito's Club Mode, and block break on the 3 and 4th hit
• Sharpen can be held to increase how long you slide for and charge the damage (up to a max slide time of five seconds and a max damage of 30)
• Interrogate dash now has hyperarmor and cannot be blocked
• During Collapse's leap, you can now press 4 again to rush to where you are aiming, arriving there much faster than normal (the move's range is still the same, you just get there faster).

Lemme know if these are too OP or not.