...what would you make?
If you were in charge of making a new FF class/job...
...what would you make?
Yellow Mage
-Low HP and physical stats, high MP and magical stats.
We have blue, red, green, white and black, so in my mind we should have a yellow. Yellow Mages draw on the power of numbers to deal damage, heal, and perform other tasks. As they level, the limit to their potency heightens, and the minimum increases as well. Higher-level Yellow Mages can deal up to 9999, whereas lower-level ones will perform 1000 at most, if at all. Yellow Mages can also Boost, increasing their maximum efficiency by 25% for the next round.
Memory Mage, Instead of spending Mp it has an ability similar to Gil Toss where it will expend Exp to cast spells. (Maybe you wont level down, but it will take longer to reach the next level)
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Soldier. Uses powers from ff, and as it climbs the ranks gains abilities from 1st class soldiers such as meteorain and octoslash. Basic attacks would be things like costly punch, energy, etc.
Basically an all around roll. Can only use powers locked into armor and weapons. Ex- masamune- super nova. Buster sword- meteorain. Can only use special power once per battle.
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Orange Mage (knock knock jokes), Gray Mage (twilight), Pink Mage (flora), Silver Mage (mirrors), Gold Mage (gold), Brown Mage (fecal matter)
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Yellow Jacket/Vespa (derivation: Dragoon)... a Vespa's spear can extend... they're also faster than dragoons.
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.
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Yoga master + Esper.
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Can use any skills the enemies in the current battle can use. They wouldn't control or manipulate them, but could use them freely.
And their powers would disappear as soon as that enemy was defeated thus prompting strategic combat.
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.
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