in no position to negotiate

Rocky mocks Grace when he says that Rocky is distracting him by starting complex conversations while he's Trying To Do Science. "Human brain have to stop activity just because talking question? Useless! One track mind!"

Then Grace is on hour six of his "trying to recreate skittles" hyperfocus and Rocky is like What The Fuck. Statement.

Skadi "swings her sword like a baseball bat" the Abyssal Hunter would probably be the strongest contender (ba dum tsss) but her technique is almost certainly worse.

Hellagur, Mlynar and Zuo Le also rely entirely on physical fighting, but they aren't described as living legends that take on entire battalions by themselves.

Chongyue would be the best contender I think, being an incarnation of martial arts, if he knows his way around a sword.

Ch'en (and by extension Amiya), Hoshiguma, Irene, Lappland, Qiubai, Texas, Thorns, and Vulpisfoglia might all give her a run for her money, but they all use some amount of magic (gun in Irene's case) in their toolkit, or have magic swords. Not using arts would be a handicap that would take a probable loss to an inevitable one.

When I turned 17, we ordered a cake at the grocery store for my party, as we’d done many times before. If you wanted something written on the cake you’d write it into a section of the order form. We requested, very simply, “Happy Birthday Courtney”. When we went to pick it up the day of the party, this is what we got.

The bakery employees had absolutely no explanation for this. The order form, attached to the box, very clearly did not contain any of those extra names. Whomever had done the writing was no longer in, so there was no one to ask how this had happened. The fact that the name ‘Juan’ is misspelled bewilders me to this day. (I’ve never seen ‘Miley’ without the E, either, but it’s believable that someone might spell it that way.) Did this cake slip in from an alternate universe where I’m one quarter of a set of Hispanic quadruplets? Dyslexic Hispanic quadruplets, maybe?

This cake became the focal point of my party. At least two of my friends regularly called me ‘Courtney Mily Jaun Pablo’ for years to come. My siblings and I still reference it sometimes, eleven years later. It is probably the funniest thing ever to occur at any birthday celebration of my life, and may well remain so for the rest of my days.

No One Like You

now, it took us a while to realise it meant "(there is) no one like you". at first, we all parsed it as a botched "no one like(s) you"