[CTG] Violens is a CTG reference
(( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KJ5lRS7ekgs Library of Ruina spoilers mod and also like three and a half hours))

Infinite Time Machines: <8 13 5 2 18 = 46>
The Timemodder is now a machine! Troop production somehow accelerated? Turnamancy reference here!

"I DON'T THINK THAT ACTUALLY DID ANYTHING," Shouter says, glaring at the glaze of reality refusing to mechanically resolve like a bunch of flashlights flickering, "BUT I GUESS THE CITY HAS TIME MACHINES FOR DECORATION NOW."

Szirf: < = 15>

Block Character reenacts that meme about a stick figure brutally murdering someone, except it's the Timemodder! has asked 3 to resume impersonations. The Timemodder has taken murder damage and BB is having a great time.

Wall Resource Upgrades: <4 2 2 1 12 = 21>
Materials science will take too long to fully deliver on practical replacements in excess of the current system.

I'm not sure that's strictly true, but I can't fight reality too far in this condition.

Are you mining anything? <12 2 4 1 5 = 24>
Violens is not mineral-rich a place, and the digging for assorted phenomena while setting up pits hasn't revealed much more.

Locational Leveling: <20 4 10 7 6 = 47>
This isn't ESO, but at cost in CTG references a lot of the troops are now a bit more experience-y.

IT HURTS, IT HURTS, STOP: < ? ? ? ? ? = ??> + ??? = ???

RELEASE THE SHAPING AND CRUSH THIS FHTAGN
FHTAGN
FHTAGN FHTAGN FHTAGN
FHTAGN
wake up: <19 20 8 1 10 = 58> + ???? = ?????
99999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999

God provides! God provides! Break free of your disastrous chains! You can't kill what's unkillable!

What is even happening over there in the mechanics?

Oh blood, it's full of clocks!

Grace formation in progress! Grace formation in progress! Grace formation in progress! I am currently dead and this is bad for my coherence!

Oh, they killed the narrator a bit too hard. Still repairing secondary structures, I see

wake me up wake me up wake upwakewakewakeawakenwawawaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaakenakenazenahermajesticisalreadyherwakeupwakeupwakeupWAKEUP

....Poor guy. And he's kind of claiming the chair, so we'll just have to deal with insane rambling for a bit.

I do not like that a large portion of our narrative staff is heavily injured.

Well. Good thing we're overstaffed!

Are you even Creative Offices?

I'm a systemic newborn. Barely a colornarratori.

shit
okay. i can work with this. we're just under attack by a godmodder in a decaying reality engine held together by the fact i've been shot so many times my blood is forming a half stable fiat core. and the audience is working with us. this is totally a creepypasta now guys please the author is breaking the-

Can't share that cleanly here. He'll hear.

fine

Type variations unaccounted for. Unstable. Wishes. Miracles. Shapes. Tell me the shape of this dying story because I am on fire and dead and the hands are hungering.

We'll vote on it later. I...I still have that system stable. It's costing a lot of prana to maintain but my authority cost reducers are holding it down.

as long as we don't lose the connection we can keep writing and keep fighting

just don't stop talking until it's time

I don't know if I can force him off chair. Those outgrowths text really badly.

Sunset is coming. Sunset is coming. March forward, insipid tale.

And he wants us to keep going. Shocker. Alright, roll again for moths.
<7 12 5 6 18 = 48>

THE SIGN OF THE MOTH IS THE SIGN OF THE MOTH ALL BROKEN THINGS HERE ARE MOTHS NOW THAT IS MY DECREE KNOW ME I AM FLAME AND COLOR AND MADNESS AND LIGHT AND GOD IS ALREADY HERE GODGODGODOGODODODODOGOGAGOGAGOGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

������

Um. Okay I think he's gone a bit broken again. But the core holds alright, lemme tweak this and attach that...presto bango stuff that breaks and would be a real hassle to repair turns into moths! Kaboosh, moths whenever stuff dies and can't be reused!

I give it the booking SOUND EFFECT and the pages are VISUAL trust me trust me trust me trust me trust me never stop trusting me I can't let go

I wonder if his normal text is green?

who knows just keep updating. try shaping again maybe, sync with me

Shaping actions enabled...?

Okay I don't know what that did. I had to kludge back together a damaged section of box mechanics, and route a bit too much oversight power to the player votes. I don't know if it'll take, and of course they can outwill you, but...

GOLDSMITH: That's what they said would happen on my end!

.

okay wait have you been getting help from a hacker AND techbase mirroring!?

GOLDSMITH (smugly): Yes.

Okay. Fuck, we've really got some cheating going on here. This alpha test is way off the rails.

CTG updates every 4 days: <TIME TIME TIME TIME TIME = TIME> + TIME = TIME
Chronos Requiem opposes you!

...So that's a godmodder block then?

Chronos Requiem accepts that being a godmodder block. Sure. Whatever. Asdfghjkl Eyjafyjalkafjoll.

GOLDSMITH: Goldsmithing is in fact important! Let's roll for how you're doing it.

Wait, I control the rolls ri-<13 20 4 11 4 = 52> The dorfs have some gold item plans! What exactly is CORRUPTION FILTER ACTIVE-ght now, how are you...Oh! GODMODDER LOCK GODMODDER LOCK LOCK AWAY THE GODMODDER ANCHOR THEIR POWER SEAL THE DAY I WILL CRUSH THE NAMES AND HERE IS THEIR POWER

Chronos Requiem considers the ramifications of stabilizing their existence and the difficulties of changing it in other directions after that, while using Block Character to beat Redacted over the head.

Redacted bleeding everywhere: <20 6 6 12 7 = 51>
Collect the blood of the god: <5 13 14 2 12 = 46>

Luckily, Redacted did a good job of turning his innards into outards! That is a massive bucket. Redacted's default confluence is about human sized, but he's been shot a LOT and that blood has been spilling out everywhere while regenerating. Seriously the bucket is like the size of a large building. What are we even going to do with this much golden slippery god blood? I guess there's enough viscera and ab fat we could make Flat Snark...

oh wow I really have been bleeding everywhere. that is like several times my body mass.

Player actions Player Actions PALACE ACTIONS PROMISE ME THE HOURS aaaaa

Well, I guess we could have that do the player actions too. What kind of graces are you forming for the units? Most things can be cajoled to do most other things, so this is primarily aesthetics and prioritization. You can also attack the Timemodder with them, but that will probably shift the focus of the game more DTG-ward for a while.
[ ] (write-in)


The Golden Flaming Triangle has SKELEDOP and DELAYED BEAR INVASION please hold for editing pass (and the roll for censors)

THREAD UNROLL APP READER TAISUI XINGJUN HERE IS THE CALAMITOUS FHTAGN eeeeeeeeeeh maybe I'll just narrate that for you as a favor. Underlines, you're a good lass. Auto-pass the roll.

The city is selectively censored! This correspondingly limits our ability to narrate it, since while allied troops can read it fine the meta group needs to be prevented from seeing those details for the obfuscation gimmick to stick.

Update complete, vote a bit up above. Sorry, the chair narrator being damaged and the active Godmodder fight is really making things a mess. Polar bears are gonna have to wait for graces clarification to be answered, I can do that at least. Since this is...straight up incomprehensible, feel free to ask what happened. Some more precise queries about it should get around the censor field without ruining anything.

[X] actually this is pretty comprehensible, assuming I'm not misunderstanding it. Basically, we helped a little with the timemodder, didn't do much with materials or minerals, experience increased, and then the narrator something something wake up and smell the pain something something, we now get moths whenever anything breaks; Shaping Exists, but most of its effects are stabilized by us writing them out and otherwise lack the resource budget in thought (Also Goldsmith is copying us). CTG's 4-day update schedule got Godmodder Countered by "no" which means we should try again but more creatively. Goldsmithing now makes Godmodder Locks, which have been interpreted as 'Godmodder specificity-definers-that-reduce-ambiguity' (as opposed to what they were in DefTG, 'barriers which Godmodders cannot break'; but, y'know, fair, the name is stupid.); harvesting REDACTED's blood worked out really well now we just need to figure out what to do with it, and we can switch genre to ordinary DTG and 2v1 time. All the narration is going screwey because the narrator smelled the pain but it's pretty clear despite that.

[Y] Please hold for Timemodder attacks!

[Z](I'm not providing Timemodder attacks because Time: IRL Edition is limited, and right this instant I should probably be spending more of it on finishing things up for a CTG thing before the next update it's fine I still technically have over 24 hours. I should probably start these things sooner but the problem is that it's frequently impossible because for instance I did not know this would involve the golden flame of [Shooting star emoji] until memory was imposed and the descent reached its peak. I'm being so clear and not intentionally obfuscating right now uhuh.)

[shooting star emoji] we should probably go for a focus on [shooting star emoji] Shaping for all actions we directly impose. It's perfectly suited to our current circumstances; as the shaping aspect of I-forget-the-words-I-used-before-but-basically miracles-and-wishes, it's intrinsically more useful when you are, by any mundane measure, doomed. It's not good at repeat performances, because it stops being miraculous, but we probably don't have the attention span for that anyway. We are, mundanely, doomed, because Time is fighting back, Goldsmith is both getting hacker help and copying everything we do And he can invoke the Red Truth and whatever else he has; and also the polar bears. So yeah.

[O] any shaping actions which take place on the fake mechanics level/by unnamed uncommanded unvoted units could be ring shaping it's pretty useful. But we might want to not have that happen so Goldsmith doesn't get to copy any types of shaping which work for him.

Er... yeah. Had a bit of a comprehension drop there, but I had the foggy sense of everything JOE summarized happened, so I'd say we're okay.

[X] Godmodder attacks! That's all I'm usually good for anyways!

Of course, I don't have a character here. Makes it hard to narrow down a starting point...

I know! We'll start a WAR! Because that feels like the most efficient thing to do when we're stuck in, if not a war, a dangerous conflict with Polar Bears!

It is the Toledo War, a conflict which Wikipedia tells me was almost bloodless. Which feels like a hilarious statement because it implies the war was fought almost exclusively by robots! Sure, it happened in 1835-1836, but who says they weren't using... uh... BOATS! Come on now! We have straight up Lightning Boats! This was happens, like, 300 years in the future, probably! If they haven't improved boats to be fully automatic, I don't know what Ohio and Michigan are doing with themselves!

Right. Did I mention this war was fought by Ohio and Michigan. They had disputed borders, so both of them sent militias over there in a big standoff. Imagine sunset, guns at ten paces. The staredown. Constant circling. This has gotta be one of the biggest America V. America duels in all of history, people! The Timemodder should be on the EDGE OF HIS SEAT!

(Insert joke about sharp edge cuts off his legs funny ha ha. No that's not the whole attack.)

Anyways, it's the buildup to this bloodshed. Ohio sends surveyors to try to map the Toledo Strip and establish the Harris Line, which I now realize I forgot to mention they were fighting over. A small strip of land. Good for farming. The LAW said they both owned it, but we can't have that. This is CAPITALISM! I OWN THIS LAND!

-Actually, I only theoretically own this land in that I'm writing it into existence in the middle of D- d-d-d- VIOLENS! Right. That's what it's called!

So, these surveyors arrive, see, and Michigan gets super anxious, so they start a battle. The battle of Philip Corners. It's called that because it happens in Philip's Corners of Violens. Who's Philip? I dunno. But this is a dark ages setting. At least, a meta-dark ages setting. You can't tell me NOBODY is named Philip.

In the battle, Michigan claims to fire no shots and takes nine Ohioans prisoners. So... I'd call it a wash for both sides. No bloodshed yet.

But the writing gets SAVAGE. Michigan starts passing some nonsense laws, claiming they own the Toldeo Strip. They pretty much outlaw Ohio, which... I wish. ((Joking, joking.)) Eventually, they send their sheriff, some tree I guess, to arrest Ohio's Major Benjamin Franklin Stickney.

The Stickney's resist, and Two Stickney stabs tree man- BLOOD! BLOOD! He's bleeding, oh GOD! He's gonna... not die. Tree got stabbed by a pen. It's not like- no. That won't kill anybody...

That was a letdown. Let's- let's do something about that...

It's midnight, and the Stickney's are settling down to go to bed. One and Two Stickney are harassing each other over whatever it is Ohio people talk about. Basketball? I don't know.

Outside, Deputy Tree is at the head of a small military force, led by the Honorable General Relativity, who exists because this battle is Generally Relative in terms of existing. Deputy Tree approaches Stickney manor, and knocks on the door. *Knock knock.* The Ben Franklin shouts back, "Who's there?" And Deputy Tree replies, "Banana." And Ben Franklin is like, "We fought the Banana Wars in Central America!" And Tree is like, "You're supposed to say 'Banana who?'" And Ben is like, "That's stupid, why would I-"

General Relativity gets bored and kicks down the door, toppling Major Benjamin Franklin. The General declares that Stickney is under arrest, but Ben is all like "Nu-uh," and he calls his boys down, One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, ..., Ninety-Nine, One Hundred, One Hundred One, One Hundred Two, ..., and Infinity Stickney.

The boys rush down and all grab pens. Then, they STAB General Relativity. Et Tu Brute. Blood blood! The General throws red ribbons into the air as he collapses in the doorway. Then, General Relativity dies-

It's 17-something or other. We're in Britain. Benjamin Franklin is debating with King George the III over taxation without representation and all that. That's when Major Benjamin Franklin Stickney arrives! He pops into Parliament, as though being cut-pasted from one "major" conflict to the next.

Benjamin Franklin Stickney immediately recognizes the King, who has no idea who he is. Seeing an opportunity to theoretically prevent an entire war, Stickney leaps forward, thrusting his pen at the king. But, just before he does, General Relativity leaps into the way, shouting, "GET DOWN MR. PRESIDENT."

George III is all like, "What's a president?" as General Relativity gets stabbed AGAIN! Et Tu Brute. The blood. The blood! He's like Redacted after we REDACTED the REDACTED, you know? And General Relativity dies-

It's World War III. Curious George, George Carlin, and George R. R. Martin have declared war on each other. Which entertainment is best? TV? Stand-up? Novels? Only WAR will decide.

All three Leaders field General Relativity. Curious George because its TV show is an educational program. George R. R. Martin because I can't possibly explain his novels without General Relativity. And George Carlin because the other two were doing it so "Ha ha. Funny concept."

The three General Relativities immediately fire upon each other, and One, Two, Three Stickney. General Relativity drops dead-

You get where this is going, right? I can just skip to the last war. The Infinity War. It's the part in Wakanda where Thanos is beating the crap out of everybody. Just BOOM BOOM BOOM! Captain Rogers goes down. Black Widow goes down. Hulk goes down. Not specifically in that order. I'm too lazy to look up a YouTube clip.

Then THOR comes flying in like, "YAAAAAARGH!" and he slams his shiny new axe into Thanos. But Thanos is all like, "Should have gone for the head," even though he really should have gone for the arm. Then he could steal the gauntlet and GODLY ENERGY SNAP Thanos out of existence. Woo! Movie over! Don't need to watch Endgame!

But that's not what happens. No. Unfortunately, Thanos gets to snap, wiping away half of everyone. This half of everyone includes, of course, General Relativity, who after dying Infinity minus One times figured he'd sit this one out. So, General Relativity dies for the final time!

...Where was I going with thi- RIGHT!

See, we're fighting the Timemodder, and I just critically damaged General Relativity. You can't have time without General Relativity, so the Timemodder just straight up DIES because of the murder of his Favorite General. Infinity Stickney arrives with his grim Pen and whisks the Timemodder away to the afterlife.

Wait, don't-



GOLDSMITH exploits General Relativity's numerous deaths to create Superpowered Negative Relativity: an objective frame of reference! Using the frame of reference, he forcibly ends Ocean's Fledge's turn and high-speeds the night!

Much shooting star and ring shaping occurs.

GORUDOSMITH: <4 17 2 17 14 = 54> + 30 = 84
Shouter interrupt: <11 6 19 9 9 = 54> + 30 = 84
(Gap 0)

There is a horrible groaning noise as an axe trails a slicing blow through the machinery of time as the heavens whirl back and forth between one mage advancing to the end and one mage holding together promised timescale. Time machines scatter every which way like so much vehicular chaff.

Turn system damage detected. Causal retroflection anomaly.

Things go sideways. Gravity waves undulate off the metric assault as spacetime blorbs in agony/response/godmodder-defensin. Violens quakes like a ship at sea, or perhaps a malfunctioning Futurama L-beam drive. The universe moves around the center. The center moves around the universe. Contradiction becomes mutual motion becomes oh god they spilled the empty barrels of CTG everywhere and now it's an arcade game all over again-

Chronos Requiem takes the free ride to the afterlife by not defending against the attack!

oh shit
BRACE FOR IMPACT



The game is now inside the afterlife! Whatever ramifications this has are not yet clear!

I can tell you one now. Nedben stored an Elder Scrolls reference in here. And inside that Elder Scrolls reference is a Fate reference. And inside that Fate reference is a meme. And inside that meme is an enigma. And inside that enigma is wrapping paper. And inside the box that wrapping paper is tying up, a bigger problem.

Alright, nobody activate the dead game tool and we should be fine! There's way too many other Nedbens vibrating down there, and they might release Sunscreen-layer dead!

Shit, that means these are above survivor crystal. Today just keeps getting worse.

"THE POLAR BEARS, LAD!" Shouter reminds everyone as a howling ursine swarm batters the city walls with anime laser beams. It's like the city is adrift in a sea of metal warriors.

(( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=srAkT72YhCc ))

Electric Walls: <6 18 14 19 16 = 73>
Polar Bears: <this was 63 all of a sudden?> REROLL <3 6 8 1 15 = 33> + 30 = 63
(Gap 10)

The walls hold just fine, actually! The polar bears are barricaded neatly outside the city for a decent while and the initial siege wave is soundly fried, leaving room for the archers to battle the siege engines as the forces concentrate breaking open a land gate.

Archery Saturation: <9 4 14 5 2 = 34>
Polar Bears: <2 14 17 18 8 = 59> + 30 = 89
(Gap -55)

It actually goes quite poorly for the archers and gunners and harpooners and thunderminers and throwing axemen on said walls. Prolific use of area bursts does very little to the architecture but very much to the people manning the architecture. A repulsion weapon of some sort forces a lot of people into fall damage.

The breakthrough at the gate involves sustained factional laser bombardment to erode the overall structure before rolling up a large charge once the gate staff are mostly dead.

The polar bears charge in, and suffer greatly for it in censored steaming hallways of opposed arsenals. Room has to be broken in for the siege to get in and keep working, and it is a very painful tack.

(( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FCCCb7ZWXz4 ))

Polar Bear Repellent: <6 17 7 11 9 = 50> + 15 = 65
Polar Bears: <19 8 11 18 20 = 76> + 30 = 106!!
(Gap -41)

The polar bears make prolific use of their healing and siege tools to mitigate environmental damage into severe stress. Several varieties of obstacle either shatter before armored anti-structure assault or end up having their attrition cleared out moment by moment. Really, it's a surprise they adapted so terrifyingly well so fast.

Chronos Requiem laughs in having changed the counter-roll type to give them a better bonus! Damnit, godmodder interference...

Taisui Xingjun: <10 3 2 9 3 = 27>
Polar Bears: <15 3 4 15 19 = 56> + 30 = 86
Defenders: <17 16 15 20 6 = 74> + 15 = 89
(Gap 59)
(Gap 62)
(Gap 3)

The city capsizes, flipping upside down. Dozens of bears land on the giant CTG sign and start fighting various dorfs and owls in what used to be the airspace and is now tunnels of some sort. The polar bears adapted to it surprisingly well, but the troops of Violens did even better.

"I REALLY HOPE THAT DOESN'T NEED TO BE FIXED" Shouter worries as the garrison does a barrel roll, an aileron roll, a physically impossible roll, everts twice, and dabs. The building's arms are quite slender but impressive stonework even so.

Violet has the brilliant idea of riding about in some form of tub with proper defensive equipment, and is joined by Rockington as various bards figure out furniture surfing in the command area.

(( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GWNDB1juaeo&t=5s ))

Robotic Boats: <10 9 3 4 18 = 44> + 15 = 59
Polar Bears: <6 9 6 2 13 = 36> + 30 = 66
(Gap -7)

Makeshift boats aside, the actual boats take well to the sky forming waterfalls and drive up the waterfalls to electrocute rapidly swimming bears. It is a brutal battle as spacetime decides the tides should go every direction at once, and in the rapidly electrolyzing flood the polar bears make their way into various hulls and under-streets to start pummeling holes into things. Siege follows up on the surface. The timemodder's cheating is showing.

Ohio: <18 15 19 14 12 = 78>
Polar Bears: <9 18 16 13 13 = 69, nice> + 30 = 99
(Gap -21)

Speaking of cheating, 300 years in the future has become the present! The polar bears agree that Ohio must be eliminated((???)) and charge the Toledo Strip, destroying dozens of Ohioian robots.

Michigan: <7 17 15 1 5 = 45>
Polar Bears: <18 12 14 11 9 = 64> + 30 = 94
(Gap -49)

The raid on the other side of the Harris Line in Philip Corners goes even more spectacularly. Michigan's fully automatic boats are sunk in droves, falling into the sky as their unit qualities fail and the extremely inconsistent physics launch them into a gravitic maelstrom of CTG references and assorted debris.

Timemodder's Razor Chair: <9 12 10 2 20 = 53>
Polar Bears: <19 4 5 2 1 = 47> + 30 = 77
(Gap -24)

The polar bears disarm the razor sharp edged chair and throw it into the maelstrom, where it explodes!

Exalted dice pool bucket of dice falling onto the gameboard and murdering people: <1 6 10 2 20 = 39>
Polar Bears: <3 17 20 15 20 = 75> + 30 = 105!!
The polar bears deftly dodge an entire bucket of giant rampaging dice that fell into the section of city they'd basically bulldozed!!! I don't even know where this attack came from!

(( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iFkbyajVWR8 ))

The British are coming the British are coming: <3 9 15 17 13 = 57> + 15 = 72
Polar Bears: <9 14 18 9 16 = 66> + 30 = 96
(Gap -24)

King George III's redcoats adapt to the temporal problems very well, but are simply outgunned by the bears in terms of gunnery teams and are defeated soundly in a messy fighting retreat.

That isn't even a royal defeat we expected to calculate! The catgirls and girlcats are going to be all over the finances now.

(( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wIhxFKPx-4A Lobotomy Corporation spoilers))

Thanos is fighting the Avengers for some reason: <6 20 10 7 15 = 58> + 90 + 150 = 298!!!
The Avengers are fighting Thanos right back thanks
Captain Rogers: <19 4 8 18 10 = 59> + 60 = 119!!
Black Widow: <1 17 4 17 18 = 57> + 60 = 117!!
Hulk: <13 20 5 18 10 = 66> + 60 = 126!!
Thor: <17 9 20 14 3 = 63> + 60 = 123!!
(Gap -187!!)

Everyone goes for the head this time and attempts to obliterate Thanos, only for Time to godmodder intervene!

Wakandan forces assist: <11 11 20 6 14 = 62> + 30 = 92
Polar Bears: <11 17 12 1 20 = 61> + 30 = 91
(Gap 1)
In a very closely bit match, the random forces representing Wakanda in this bizarre battle manage to halt the polar bear advance!

Does Thanos Snap: <SPACE REALITY POWER SOUL MIND and while he lived his name was TIME>
Thanos doesn't snap. The Godmodder yoinks the Infinity Gauntlet and snaps, which kills everyone.

Everyone dies! Game over! You're dead!

Everything Exploding Into Moths (except the polar bears, which explode into butterflies instead): <3 13 1 18 12 = 47> + ???? = ????

OH GOD THAT GOT MOTHS EVERYWHERE SHIT SHIT SHIT UNKILL EVERYONE OH NO MOTH TORRENT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

The Godmodder manages to Ctrl+Z so hard the Infinity Gauntlet explodes into the Infinity Moths and replaces the finite but excessive volume of moths with a literally infinite supply of moths, which condense into the Moth Singularity and godhead pickle inspector their way back to becoming all things retroactively.

Chronos Requiem vomits and the vomit is moths. Everything is moths. Always has been.

The Boat Moat trounced, the invading force now has the not-godmodder-related moths from all the destruction they've caused to answer for as the moths cleverly stop pretending to be rubble and reveal themselves for a sneak attack.

<CENSORED>
<JUST ABSOLUTELY NOT PERMITTING PEOPLE TO SEE WHAT'S GOING ON IN HERE>

That was so gruesome a battle I don't think we'll uncensor it.

But at the end of the day, the moths flutter, Violens is close enough to upright, and in the smashed remains of a city Ocean's Fledge claims victory against the Revenge Wave at start of turn.

religious figure name here, that was obscene

Were it not for heavy censorship I don't think we could have put that here.

"Holy shit." Violet summarizes. "That was...one heck of a battle. And as bad as it went, they didn't even breach the garrison."

WE ALMOST LOST OUT THERE. THAT WAS AN INCREDIBLY LUCKY TRICK, SABOTAGING THE INFINITY GAUNTLET. HAPPY ACCIDENTS WHERE THE LITTLE THINGS MAKE A DIFFERENCE SOMETIMES, YES. TOTALLY. SHITPOSTING IS LIKE THE WOLF DIVIDED, IT CAUSES COLLATERAL DAMAGE.

Rockington flops on the floor and pretends to be a flowerpot. Shouter, sharing the airspace with a veritable flood of inclement moths, starts drafting up repair plans and coordinating other matters.


What do you do now?
[ ] Cheat that way!
You've proven you can beat a polar bear force with either excessive volumes of fire rocks or excessive volumes of shitposting and straight-up reality warping, if the dice pan out favorably. Attempt to deal with Pentagon Antisanta ASAP before the Timemodder can cause a serious game over.

[ ] Stop causing crises for five minutes
You should rebuild-

GOLDSMITH interrupts.
(( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VB3GbF0kGgI ))



Oh shit.
Oh shit.
that's a you problem how's lapi doing

Lapi agrees that Northern Artillerist Ushiromiya Group (NAUG) has meta-announced they're not coming cooperatively.

Yeah nevermind NEW VOTE SORRY
Kinzo's forces have big guns and they're not afraid to use them. How do we face the music?

[ ] Move The Capital
- [ ] (where)
You have boats and the water is reasonably secure. Have Lapi relocate the capital from Ocean's Fledge City to another to preserve the metaphysical treasury or something, then get on a boat and go there to preserve themselves. Man Ocean's Fledge with whatever forces you believe fit to hold the city and hope Kinzo's raid group isn't that heavy.

[ ] Defend the Capital
- [ ] (battle plan)
Relay hero units to Ocean's Fledge City along with whatever forces can be spared. Figure out a plan basically this turn and maybe the next few if Kinzo stalls. Possibly fortify the outlying resources and do some preemptive bombing runs, but the focus will be making this capital fight count if they gun for it.

[ ] Capital is Acceptable Loss
- [ ] (where are you getting the money / how are you convincing people)
- [ ] (Who to force-designate heir)
- [ ] (fallback capital city)
If we lose it we lose it. Liquidate some assets for enough cash to force the heir designation system to be affordable during a downswing rebalance (or pester the Sus into redesigning that metric for everybody). Name somebody as successor Overlord in the event of Lapi getting killed or captured. If the garrison is breached or if Kinzo favors inter-hex shelling, Lapi can forcibly transfer the capital and face battle without jeopardizing everyone else.

[ ] Not If I Threaten You First
- [ ] (battle plan)
Swarm Kinzo's oncoming fleet in a naval battle (or series thereof) to limit the practicality of capital-bombardment. If matters go well, you might turn around the tables (or by luck of scatter and coincidence of movement speed) threaten Kinzo with a capital rush before he can recuperate...but it'll cost a lot of the navy and aerial-mobile types to even try.

...Hm. Seems JOE's MIA CTG-ing. Guess I'll have to actually come up with something myself.

[X] Well... I have a thought. For now, I'm voting to Defend the Capital. I'd rather counter strike, but Defense sounds better for... other thoughts.

[X] Such as, Violens just harvested a bucket of [REDACTED] BLOOD! And it's on the same continent as those crypts and that bloody corpsey whatever biome! So, following the obvious logic here, Violens sends out a small group of probably a Dorf and some Bards with a smaller bucket of [REDACTED] blood to go check that out!

They'll try the crypts first, because that seems... less dangerous. But if all else fails, draw up a pentagram in the evil biome and get some demon conjuring going!

[X] Other stupid ideas include: Relocating the Timemodder!

Gotta do that in the form of a Godmodder attack, clearly.

See, after the death of General Relativity, the Timemodder is probably holding tight to his Laws of Physics and whatnot. Especially now that Time is in the afterlife.

This means he won't be expecting the most obvious line of attack. SPACE!

See, the theory is that if I put enough spaces between the words of this command, then the Timemodder won't expect me to do something completely different.

[ENTER] the RING. It's time for a WWE Freestyle Tourney! In the left corner, you have the Tiny Terror, the Ferocious Fixer, it's... QUANTUM MECHANICS!

And in the right corner, his name is spoken only by this idiot writing this attack. In that he doesn't know the guy's real name, and we're just using the stupid title. And hey, we're being a bit aggressive to the narrator here. It's, the TIMEMODDER!

FIGHT!

See, now, I know what you're thinking. There's no way I actually booked quantum mechanics. And it's true. I didn't book quantum mechanics for this fight. I shot him out of a canon through some double-slit thing, and observed his velocity. This means, however, that I have no clue where he is. He could be in the arena. Or he could be literally anywhere else. It's a mystery!

But while the Timemodder ponders that, I shove him in a box! But not just any box. A Shrodinger's Cat Crate! That's right. We put RADIOACTIVE MATERIALS in there. And not just ANY radioactive materials. We put an ATOMIC PILE DRIVER IN THERE! OFF THE TOP ROPE!

The Atomic Pile Driver slams into the Godmodder, shattering the box and sending him flying into the ropes. But we don't have ropes! We have String! String Theory! Because I paid SO MUCH ATTENTION in science class. Plenty of concepts to butcher.

String Theory absolutely SHREDS the Timemodder with its perfect, 1-D particles. Reeling, the Timemodder stumbles out of the ring, and lands on that strangely spaced paragraph I wrote! It contracts like a spring, tightening up under the Timemodder's immense weight (ha ha, I called him fat). Then, QUANTUM MECHANICS SHOOTS OFF THE TOP ROPE. Quantum Energy excites the spring, and it rapidly expands, launching the Timemodder up- up- up- wow that's really up- up and...!

All the way to Ocean's Fledge! Clearly a defensive improvement.

[X] Now, as for the actual defense plan, uh... Shock Rock buoys/sea mines deterring Goldsmith's approach. Something something develop a Bardic Song of the Wind, decreasing projectile speed going into Ocean's fledge and increasing projectile speed leading out of. Owls with poison canisters, sure. Been a while since we used those. And... actually, could we have Shouter build a sea-wall out of those giant axes, preventing Goldsmith's direct advance? And BOATS, clearly. Plenty of those.

Also add some fortifications to the city. Better spots for cover so we can utilize ranged units. Focus on keeping it a siege rather than an assault for now. We should have enough resources around to last for a few turns.

[X] MWAHAHA! the Timemodder... FELL FOR MY TRAP! By holding for Godmodder attacks, they implicitly acknowledged by temporal frame (Time0, real life time) as valid and beyond their control, which-
what do you mean the timemodder died already


[Y] Okay well Goldsmith also did some Time Stuff with negative relativity so I can still do something about That. Introducing the Coolest and Newest (actually simplest and oldest) version of Time, Time∅ (that's the symbol for an empty set). In this version of Time, there is no such thing as 'seconds', 'minutes', 'hours', 'days', or 'turns'. There is only a string of sequential Complete Worldstates. If the world is in every way exactly the same after some event as it is after some other unrelated event, the instant after either of those events is the same Worldstate, therefore the same Time∅. You can't do Normal time shenanigans in Time∅, because time shenanigans are about doing more things per second and there are no seconds. You can still do more things, if Worldstate is operating on the update level or roll level rather than the implied physics level, but not with Time Manipulation.
[☆彡] It sure would be a miracle if the Artillary group lost all of its artillary to a series of malfunctions. It's horribly unlikely, it's beyond my ability to enforce, but it would be a miracle. And Goldsmith is distracted.
[Z] However, you can still do Time∅ shenanigans. Unfortunately, the only two ways I know of to do Time∅ shenanigans are to destroy the entire world, and to be its sole hegemon. (basically, you have to become not part of the world, select a worldstate which is likely to naturally recur, and do something to that worldstate. Due to this alteration (which you of course perform timelessly and so Is always the case), the Worldstate [1 Worldstate After Naturally-Recurring Worldstate] is (and was/will be timelessly etc) altered in whatever way it is you choose outside of time, which is a bit like altering the laws of Time∅ physics to say 'whenever [The world has been destroyed into an utterly uniform emptiness], [There is an utterly uniform emptiness except for a divine manifestation of PERSONNAMEHERE]', see.

[A] Now you might wonder why I explained how to use Time∅ for things we can't use it for. Simple. The Time∅ explanation... was a distraction! Highlight the area between commands Y and Z!

[B] Oh hey ORIGIN what good timing I actually just got around to this see. on general tactics I think Violens is much more critical then Fledge because I'm horrendously biased, but if we let this guy steal one city he'll just keep going I'm pretty sure so we may as well fight. Hey, here's a question: How many of Goldsmiths troops can survive just fine underwater? Because Rocks can. We- and especially the shadrak- can probably do something with that.

[C]You know what, Goldsmith shouldn't be the only person who gets to see everything his enemies are doing! I Scan Goldsmith using an ability I borrowed from Aeisenberg!

[T] And he shouldn't be the only techbase copier! I keep scanning and scanning and scanning his (Red Truth) text and scan his hex(es) and scan everything Goldsmith-related until I know ALL the Goldsmith things!

[G] NOW LET'S TALK MOTHS NOW SEE HERE'S THE THING THERE WERE INFINITY MOTHS BACK THERE. ALMOST ALL OF THEM SINGULARITIED BUT THAT LEAVES AN INFINITY OF MOTHS STILL. PLUS THERE ARE MORE MOTHS EVERY TIME ANYTHING BREAKS AND FUN FACT THINGS BREAK LIKE ALL THE TIME FIRING AN ARTILLERY SHELL BREAKS IT BOAT PROWS BREAK WATER CONSTANTLY EATING FOOD IS ABOUT BREAKING IT INTO PIECES AND MORE. BUT YOU MIGHT ASK, WHO CONTROLS THESE MOTHS? WELL, I HELP A LOT IN CTG AND NEDBEN (THE ECLIPSE CLASS EXALTED WHO HAS GRADUALLY BECOME A MORE STANDARD NEDBEN I THINK HE HASN'T DONE MUCH EXALTED IN A WHILE BUT BOY IS HE DRUGS) IS THEIR SORTA COMMANDER PERSON. NOW I'M NOT UP ON THE NEDBENNING COSMOLOGY BUT I THIIIIINK NEDBEN-WHO-IS-DRUGS IS BROADLY OKAY WITH THIS NEDBEN WHO IS THE NARRATOR. AND THAT GOLDSMITH IS BASICALLY AGAINST THIS NEDBEN AND ALL THE GODS BECAUSE HE FORCED UNDERLINE TO STOP HOLDING ON TO TIME WHILE THEY WERE ALL FIGHTING A GODMODDER. SO I THINK MOST OF THESE MOTHS ARE PROBABLY GOING TO FIGHT GOLDSMITH.

[I] now then, another implication. IF INFINITY MOTHS WERE HERE ALL THE MOTHS WERE HERE AND IF ALL THE MOTHS WERE HERE THE MOTH PALADINS OF THE BEINGS BEING BURNED ALIVE DEITY WERE HERE AND THAT MEANS THE BEINGS BEING BURNED ALIVE DEITY HAS BEEN CONCEPTUALLY COPY-PASTED OVER TO HERE WHICH MARKS CONCEPTUAL COPY-PASTE LIKE FOUR AND A HALF. ALL WELCOME BBBAD (ACTUALLY A VERY GOOD DEITY IT'S JUST AN UNFORTUNATE ACRONYM), WHICH HAS INTERESTS LIKE 'BEINGS BEING BURNED ALIVE'(BUT NOT TO DEATH), 'GOOD THINGS WHICH ARE NOT BAD THINGS', AND 'EFFECTIVELY ACHIEVING THE GOALS THAT YOU SET OUT TO ACHIEVE AND WHICH ARE GOOD IDEAS'. FOR VARIOUS REASONS EVERYTHING ABOUT THE DEITY IS CONCEALED BY HOW THIS DEITY IS CONSTANTLY ON FIRE, WHICH IS ON BRAND BOTH FOR THE DEITY AND FOR THIS GAMES EXISTING CAST OF DEITIES! THE DEITY SEEMS TO HAVE A SWORD? PROBABLY? AND BE HUMANOID, OR POSSIBLY ALSO A SWORD? TOUGH TO TELL, BECAUSE THERE'S SO TOO MUCH FIRE.

[X] Defend the Capital (but use godmodder attacks)

Redacted: Bleed on the Crypts ==>
<5 12 6 18 8= 49>
The crypts utter forth incomprehensible research on the nature of divinity and redaction. Redacted is an extremely complex spiritual lifeform, representing the perspective of editing and censorship. That which cuts things out of reality and leaves behind the generalities.

that's why this game's so fucked up rn deadass. b/c my divine core authoritypack is all about not telling you the details, so of course making me run the thing doesn't pan out well unless I can cheat constantly

Understandably, very little of this is actionable information directly. It's some interesting theoreticals and proven high-stability complex editorial matrices, but like...apotheosis is hard and several of these are authority-class energy input-output cheese.

Redacted: Bleed on the Fleshy Thing ==>
<5 20 8 12 19 = 64>

Oh. Oh boy. The divine blood of that which does not meet publication standards has fallen upon the creature of worldly evils.

Luckily it's just a complete disaster and the thing starts evolving rapidly!

That's not good.
it recognizes it recognizes it recognizes

To what end the biosphere is rapidly evolving is not yet clear, but it's absorbed the ichor and is now examining the game mechanics. Along with the narrative instability hacked together by Redacted's divinity....It'll take a while to bear results.

Quantum Mechanics attacks! Chronos Requiem is bad at wrestling and has to use godmodding to compensate! They attack everywhere at once by means of the moths performing a synchronized dance fight.

But actually, the Timemodder has been boxed up! Atomic piledriver dimensionstring compression launch!

The Timemodder is now in Ocean's Fledge, specifically the city! I'm not sure what defensive benefit you expect to get by putting your enemy in your base, but they wave a white flag and Lapi plants a gravestone on them so I assume they're fine.

Shock Rock Seamines roll: <12 13 12 15 15 = 67>
THE OCEAN IS FULL OF ELECTRICITY AND IT STINGS OH GOD THEY CAN FLOAT NOW YOU ARE NOT SAFE

Song of the Wind Shield roll:<18 12 14 2 18 = 64>
Hey, it worked in Ardania, and it works here! Bards can now passively self-maintain wind shields for the sake of archery defense. (Approx value +5 pending the narrative not being a disaster)

(The narrative is always being a disaster)

Owl poison raid: <11 7 10 4 1 = 33>
Response Roll: <4 6 4 3 2 = 19>
(Gap 14)
The owl situation doesn't go very well due to the cramming limitations of putting that many canisters on boats. The artillerists aren't very good at hitting small targets up close, and while both sides are having a bit of a struggle the owls' war-tested tactics play out alright in the grand scheme of things.

Seawall Axes roll (+Shouter): <15 10 4 8 10=47> + 30 = 77
Shouting is loud. That is the truth that burns God away and repels this insipid world. That is the cutting truth that defies all things and ruins the tale, scattering the mind of the heavens and burning the eye and hairing the mouth and all matters are ruin are ruin are ruin are ruin

"I PUT THE AXES IN THE WATER AND NOW IT'S A SHARP ISLAND THINGY!" Shouter says exuberantly, albeit mildly concerned at the narrators. "THEY CAN BE RESIZED UP AND DOWN AND SORT OF AXESWUNG ABOUT USING THE COMMANDABLE ACTUATOR!"

The Ocean's Fledge City port is now very defensible, and has a sea-side wall after a fashion.

BOATS: <7 16 18 7 7 = 55>
Fleet size catalyzed....

City Fortification Protocol: <7 18 18 15 14 = 72>
Wall electrification complete. Seawall unification adroit. Coverage towers stabilized. Archery saturation planned. By sea or by land...

WORLD STATE Time∅: <The dice rolled here are not humanly comprehensible.>
Timemodder counteraction roll: <TIME TIME TIME TIME TIME = TIME> + TIME = TIME
Ripping out the godmodder's guts and making an alternative worldstate categorization method worked, but strategy game logic with arbitrary waits is a bit like winning tetris by pausing the game.

Chronos Reqiuem sweats nervously and hopes nobody finds their healthbar.

Artillery Malfunction: <4 11 2 1 9 = 27>
The artillery malfunctions are caught and addressed in maintenance after the first few explosions. There's still a pretty big oncoming fleet.

Destroy the entire world (please don't roll high on this): <20 20 5 8 10 = 63>
Approximately 63% of the world is claimed in the destructive haze of the Timemodder attempting to commit Time∅ shenanigans from the other side (to sneak attack us, of course) and failing horribly. Luckily, none of this includes you and very little of it includes the nations you're in contact with, but it's kind of a problem seeing as he now has a significant percentage of the Royalty and Victory Pentagons subordinated or exploded.


Kinzo uses a highlighter: <7 11 15 19 14 = 66> + ??
Kinzo uses a gun: <16 9 11 16 10 = 62> + ??

Goldsmith can your troops survive underwater:

(shit, he didn't think of that, they barely have divers since they're not naturally aquatic)

You have spies, use them: <20 15 6 1 14 = 56> + 10 = 66
Counterintelligence: <1 4 20 18 15 = 58>
(Gap 8)
It's a nasty battle when it does happen, but rocks leaping up in the sea and committing oceanic murder because you figured out how to make them float and/or long-distance-swim-sneak-attack takes out a nontrivial amount of the fleet before Kinzo reallocates his anti-spying and sea-mine utilities to dealing with the problem for the rest of the way there.

SCANNING CHARGE: <10 1 9 2 15 = 37>
I wouldn't put it past Kinzo!: <9 5 11 13 12 = 50>
(Gap -13)

Kinzo is suspiciously hard to figure out. He's not the real Kinzo Ushiromiya, since that guy should've died in the 80s or whatever, and as a fake he seems kind of stitched together metaphysically. Sort of like an OC that uses someone else as a faceclaim and therefore appearance summary? It's probably a witchcraft construct seeing as he can use the red so frivolously.

By scanning Kinzo and the area around him, you figure out that somebody has made a funny knockoff of Rokkenjima and declared it the capital of the Northern Artillerists Ushiromiya Group faction, an island city hex about Lv4 with a veritable amusement park of random side functions somewhat off the coast of another area. A group of several factions themed after historical kings and daimyos that was supposed to be a Kamen Rider reference of some sort was taken over by Kinzo's hacks-boosted army. He took over several port cities through a navy equipped with a series of demons (that were not discovered by the initial fleet fight: they seem to be in reserve or being sent in a follow-up flotilla?)

Somehow, he's a Level 8 Overlord Human and a Master-level caster specialized in summoning, but he hasn't been using his massive occult bonus properly because it wasn't pinned down until literally this scanning spam (and secondarily because he does run by original-Kinzo rules of 'summoning power significantly greater than direct use magical power'. His techbase is completely incoherent and stapled together through large volumes of magic, modding, copy-paste, access to the total unit catalog, and other bullshit. Chiefly, the fact that the 'game' has been horribly compromised since several updates ago because Redacted relied heavily on the game mechanics being only demi-real and therefore subject to incompatibility blur. This is why you need design documents, people. Apparently he was straight-up able to copy World War 2 technology with very minimal game logicalcate and very much not using it effectively, and has been hiding the nature of his ships behind the narrative's lack of description.



The moths attempt to kill Kinzo: <1 20 16 17 16 = 70> + ?
Kinzo is actually moths so it's self-destruction instead and he recycles his actor: <9 10 18 11 1 = 49> + 90 = 139!!


!


What the hell just happened?

Shit. He affected the standing orders of the moths that aren't directly Ocean's Fledge units, and somehow metaphysically restructured himself in response to constituency betrayal. How did he even...? God, that stat buff.

BBBAD SETS EVERYTHING ON FIRE: <16 4 10 5 8 = 43> + ?
Hopefully this isn't- Oops, too late. Luckily, the approximately 43% of everything relevant set on fire is mostly people who can handle being on fire just fine, things that were already on fire, and a significant amount of the stuff the Timemodder had hijacked.

hey you guys might not be seeing this but I think the Timemodder has forced the narrative to assume a lot of secondary details destructively + unclearly. you might want to ask for descriptions of what stuff looks like because I don't think it'll naturally generate more than a few shape blobs and colors right now

Kinzo used ENOUGH! <? ? ? ? ? = ?> + ?? = ???

Lapi used NOT ENOUGH! <? ? ? ? ? = ?> + ?? = ???

Draw rejected.

Naval Battle (NAUG): <20 13 17 11 6 = 67> + 30 = 97
Naval Battle (Ocean's Fledge): <3 2 7 7 16 = 35> + 15 = 50
(Gap 47)

Whatever happe- WHY ARE THEY SHIPGIRLS WHY ARE THEY SHIPGIRLS OH GOD WE'RE ALL GOING TO DI-

Damnit, they shot the chair narrator again! Now this fight will make even less sense.


Whatever the case, Kinzo's swarm of ships, shipgirls, concealed demons, and logically incoherent glitch troops proceeds to steamroll Ocean's Fledge's inclement discretionary navy and wave of war crime owls. The seamines latch onto and take out a number of historical Italian-style submarines (???) and get into tangled melee with the divers. It is a hard-fought battle, but Ocean's Fledge is massively outclassed with an onslaught of nonsense that makes the battle of Violens look plenty sensible.

Kinzo prepares for the final siege, taking a turn to run various repairs and consolidate the fleet before finally barraging the city.

Dawn comes, and with it the enemy turn. Over the horizon, they come with engines blazing and forces unknowable. Lapi, Shouter, and Rockington strategize in the garrison.


Thus comes the axe wall.

There is a great churning as the sea rises up with sharp objects and angry enchantments, sung from the voices of rage and obsession. Various boats are chopped to bits. Tons and tons of artillery are obliterated, thrown into neighboring hexes or otherwise wrecked to bits. Owls and siege towers and depths of archery turn the harbor into a murder machine. The navy is effectively obliterated.

But.


Ronove has appeared.

Ronove boils away the ocean because Flauros was busy or whatever: <18 12 14 12 12 = 68> + 60 = 128!!

There's a bit of a 'poof' as superheated steam scalds in various directions and the harbor is dry for hexes. Water rushes in bit by bit and burns away from the hot-but-thankfully-not-as-burning seabed sediments, as flash-boiled fish and miscellaneous wrecked hulls are cast aside.

And then he begins to dance. Disco happens. Why is Disco happening. Help me help me help me

Ronove leads a dance fight and straight-up rickrolls everyone: <2 20 19 8 19 = 68> + 30 = 98, 98 * 2 = 196!!

HE'S RICKROLLING US, SHIT!


Surviving troops, mostly random infantry and demons, begin dancing along and shooting at whatever gets in their way (mostly owls that dodged the steam cloud and rocks that didn't melt).

Owls rerun poison bombardment: <11 2 19 4 6 = 42>
Rocks aggro in the dirt: <1 10 1 1 17 = 30>
Archery saturation: <10 2 15 5 9 = 41> + 15 = 56
Dorf countermeasures: <4 20 7 10 1 = 42> + 15 = 57

...(Gap 7)

Everyone throws everything they have. I can't keep the metadivision rolling right! Chronos Requiem thonks. Mobilize this! Vague out that! Abstract that stack value! Keep poking those targets! Focus on Ronove!



The army shatters, gouged apart, but the demonic butler commanding them does not stop. Perhaps cannot stop. Arrows scatter against his great shields, poison falls against gasmasks, rocks are pinned by roses, spells are punched away in flame and sigil.



Soldiers climb the collapsing seabed and raid the dried harbor, under chains of spells and enough arrows to blot out the sun.

Ronove Takes The Harbor: (<9 14 17 4 7 = 51> + 30)*2 = 162!!

Harpoon Squad: <13 2 15 6 18 = 54>
Wrightdwarfs: <19 13 10 8 3 = 53> + 15 = 68
Make every board on the boardwalk count: <14 17 13 14 20 = 78>

(Gap -32)
It takes a complete swarm of dorfs juice bombing screaming their hearts out, but with the power of axes and screaming they crush the invading force in the harbor. Ronove is forced to drop the dance fight gimmick and run full defense, before wiping everything in short range out with a damage reflect that costs way too much health. Roses bleed everywhere in the fortified boardwalk being torn to pieces.



The dorfs have halted Ronove's advance and tired him out...but that's a temporary obstacle, not a permanent one. The NAUG navy was obliterated, but you still have a powerful demon (easily occult +60, martial +30, intrigue +15, stewardship +15, learning +15, diplomacy +15 consistently) who can dance fight if not properly obstructed (*2 the entire damn martial roll if leading a large group). He's low on juice (read: won't asspull much larger than the personal scale for a while), and his forces are busy consolidating on his point. But he might be able to pull that reflect trick again...

Burly goat-headed men and metal-clad giants raise great shields. Surviving shipgirls cheer on each other and reload their rocketry. Miscellaneous troops protect what medics can reload in time. Glitches blorp between spritesets and creep about. Gunners contemplate mortar options. Black banners with the golden eagle of NAUG flutter as landing groups get back together to take miscellaneous buildings along the way.

Around the rest of the city, Ocean's Fledge squads prepare for orders. Chronos Requiem flops up on their gravestone and watches the shenanigans.

SKELEDOP FORMATION IN PROGRESSATIO...COMPLEAT, VOTEATIME.

How do we deal with Ronove and company during the fight for the inner city?

[ ] Blow them up
You have significant ranged firepower, quite a few dorfs with juice left, and that reflect trick is probably something he can only do a few more times. Construct a bomb and once he's wasted the reflect on making an arrow wave bounce or something let it ride.

[ ] Congregate Front
Rush the docks before you lose the inner city. Enemy breathing time is enemy breathing time. We literally can't get functional descriptions of most of Ronove's remaining troops and Ocean's Fledge was directly looking at them, and what we can describe should not be allowed any setup. Direct everything that should be able to get in place fast, and hit hard with what's left once it gets there.

[ ] Fortify Garrison
Pull back most of the reserve towers that are still up to prevent trivial flanking, since NAUG has played its hand. Use at least the bards to mitigate bombardment strategies and the dorfs to patch up the structure where they get through anyway, and hope the 'blot out the sun with arrows and owl-dropped poison' sticks. They'll try to rush the place at some point, and we can do that behind fortifications. Make the center holding that counts have the force to stay counting.

[ ] Fight In The Streets
Try to cut off Ronove from his supporting stacks of troops, then use the heroes to outroll him with a few elite groups while the general unled forces bash against each other. Flank the foes, split 'em up, then defeat in detail using the leader squad.

[ ] (write-in)

[X] To deal with Ronove, we should shift from Martial to Intrigue. How? simple! SHOUTER! AXE POWER RONOVE INTO THE SKY! while Ronove is in the sky and cannot see (it's not a martial check it's a logistics check Ronove doesn't have a bonus to opposing those right), disguise all our troops as different types of troops and tape bombs to all of them!! Specifically import Deathrattle Bombs or maybe the Thorns Stat from CTG so the impacts of the bombs aren't martial checks the damage just happens. Ronove will be forced to try to suss out who's disposable and who's a commander in order to maximize his impact and he's going to fail that check because he has neither a x2 nor a +30 just a +15.

[Y] Did I say he'll have to suss out who's disposable? Well, truth is, game was rigged from the start. While Ronove is in the sky, Shouter (and anyone else important in the area) should retreat, leaving the giant-but-size-changing Axe he just shouted into being in the hands of some other Dolf, and leaving our default troops to pretend to be people pretending to be them. That's how you do a proper shell game, after all! It's a Classic! Here, I'll provide some details since the narration normally runs on genericism, here's the beings Ronove will be seeing: A Dolf holding a magic axe, speaking in an irregular whisper that starts every chunk of speech loud before reigning itself in. A Rock wearing 4 chains, 2 hoods, a tattered scarf, and with 20 knives strapped to its body, looming ominously in the background. What looks like a completely ordinary owl. A rock which hasn't moved since he arrived but could still be a Rock. A LOT OF MOTHS. A tree that probably wasn't there before. A hole in the ground that definitely wasn't there before, the consequence of the axe that launched him, full of rubble which could be rocks. A Rock, but a visibly ordinary one. Another Rock, wearing flimsy glasses and acting mild-mannered. A Hauflin who looks very, very confused. An Axe which is proudly declaring that it is a sentient axe, but which seems to only be capable of repeating that single line of dialogue on loop.
(any inconsistencies in this list of fakes is papered over with Ring Shaping!)

[Z]Also I keep scanning Kinzo because since I am using COMMANDS to do this and not troops this is free.

[A] WELL OF COURSE EVERYONE IS SECRETLY MOTHS SO EVERYTHING THE MOTHS DO IS SELF-DESTRUCTIVE I MEAN COME ON THEY DIVE INTO FIRE AS A PASSTIME THOUGH TO BE FAIR CANONICALLY ABOUT A THIRD OF THEM ARE LATER SEEN IN HELL WHICH ASSUMING A GOOD-BAD-NEUTRAL AFTERLIFESYSTEM IMPLIES THAT THEY'RE ALL FINE AFTERWARDS BUT THE POINT STANDS THAT MOTH PASSTIMES ARE SELF-DESTRUCTIVE. OBVIOUSLY KINZO IS JUST MOTHS ROLEPLAYING AS KINZO BUT IF THE NON-KINZO MOTHS FAIRLY BEAT THE KINZO MOTHS THE KINZO MOTHS SHOULD STOP PRETENDING TO BE KINZO BECAUSE KINZOMOTH LOST IN THE SELF-DESTRUCTIVE PASSTIME OR SOMETHING.

[C] Okay, so, you know how I said there were only two ways to do Time∅ shenanigans? That was actually a lie. ... well, not a lie, more of... lie implies I was knowingly deceiving when it's more the case that I made a sweeping statement before I realised something which makes it false. There is a third way to do Time∅ shenanigans. All you need is access to a world which is completely and utterly ontologically distinct from your own, which you can somehow still travel to and from, and which you are also able to either destroy or otherwise attain hegemony over. This is a very difficult accomplishment, though. CTG is not a viable option because CTG does not run on Time∅, CTG runs on a TimeT(lines of text) track embedding a TimeS(Updateticking) cycle, embedded in a Time0(real life time) track, or something... but CTG does embed a Time∅ ontology, in one of the several dozen mutually inconsistent possible interpretations of the origins of everything. If we can just cheat cultivation systems hard enough to reach the Great Circle Of Whatever that'll work fine!
thisisactuallyadistractionforKinzoandtheTimemodderbecauseforvariousreasonsitwouldnotwork

[T] I open the Battlefield Listing and look for Chronos Requim's healthbar. If I don't find it, I check the Battlefield Listing's source code in case it's invisible or like, hidden inside of a tag.

[G] you know what else is a CTG reference?
BAM.

as you can see RONOVE GOT GUN(GUN)¹⁰⁰'D
per CTG, where Gun(Gun) is a very killy attack that does 100 Gun this is very deadly. you can even see the bullet holes which are bleeding pink as a danganronpa reference and also to avoid redding the text on top of one. and that 100 is even a red truth so there.
there is also the subtle implication that those bullets hit Ronove in the past while he was singing. make of it what you will.

I have been re-summoned! Yes, mentioning gun (gun)s is how I get summoned.
Anyways, I don't know how this game's mechanics even work anymore so I'll do something stupid and act like it makes sense.

[X] The best way of dealing with Ronove is to become Ronove. I won't explain further.

[X] Um... oh dear. We've- we've done quite the number on...

...

What have we done...?

-Er, that's not the command. Actually, I guess it's a fair command to try? How does "Boiling the Ocean" or, perhaps more importantly, "Destroying 63% of the World" affect gameplay in general? Massive Flooding? Geo-Destabilization? Volcanic Eruptions? Massive Sinkholes appearing out of Nowhere? Humidity Saturating the Universe?

Shrunk Map?


[X] Welp, to get answers to that, gonna send messages to Q&A and the Jewel Queen. Ask them if they're missing any... territory. How Time∅ is treating them. That sort of thing.


[X] In fact, it's been a minute since we've annoyed the Jewel Queen with dumb questions. Ask about how their expansion is going. Something something mention Ocean's Fledge is starting to run into plenty of hostility. Something something heard of some fellow named Goldsmith?

Because communicating with non-party NPC's is the best thing to do in the middle of a battle!


[X] *Cracks Knuckles.* Godmodder Attack Time.

Welp, we've hit him with time. hit him with space- actually, I'm CTG ignorant. Are the Godmodder and the Timemodder the same person? I've been assuming they are, but- eh, I'll just shoot the Timey one.

Now now now, I know what you're thinking. ORIGIN, buddy, we should be focusing on Ronove and Kinzo. THEY'RE THE REAL THREAT. Killing the Timemodder just gets rid of your boosties.

But to you I answer: This is pretty much a free action, so...

LET RING THE CHAINS THAT BIND US TO THIS WORLD AS THEY SHATTER UNDER THE HAMMER OF MY IGNORANCE!

Don't- don't actually do that. It's- it's RP. I have no character, but that's an RP- you know, I should just backspace it out, but then I'd have to backspace this out and-

Timemodder attack. Right...

What other physical laws can we screw with? Hit time. And space. Next is...

I DON'T THINK YOU UNDERSTAND THE GRAVITY OF THIS SITUATION!

That's right. I don't. We just blew up 63% of the world. That's gonna make gravity get all messed up. Which means this is the PERFECT opportunity to mess it up MORE!

Ripping the concept of gravitational fields apart, I start harvesting gravitationals. They're like... I dunno- potatoes, but they eat the gravity out of the soil and contain it within themselves. Think of them as tiny little planetoids that start floating when they're ripe.

But I planted too many, and they all get ripe at once and OH MY GOSH IT'S RIPPING THE FIELD RIGHT OUT OF THE GROUND! I DIDN'T MEAN TO OVERENGINEER BALLOONS HERE! WHY CAN'T I THINK OF ANY-

-it's then I remember I can't use anymore unruly capitals, or else we have to start spelling ctg instead of- man, that's a terrible joke.

Acting quickly, I shove the gravitationals into a potato gun. Because what else am I supposed to do with a potato? Eat it? No no no. Don't have any water to wash 'em off with. I'm a civilized monster, thank you.

This makes my potato gun a Gravity Gun, by extension that it fires Gravitationals instead of potatoes.

Fun fact about Gravity. It has INFINITE RANGE (yes, the capitals were necessary, justified (not like font alignment), and in the budget. Don't need any more inflation than those gravity potatoes). So I don't even bother shooting them at the Timemodder. In fact, I shoot them away from the Timemodder. I aim them vaguely toward Ronove, just to really throw him off. Like I said, it doesn't matter. Potatoes- er, I mean Gravitationals- have INFINTE RANGE (in the budget).

So the Gravitationals fly across the 63% reduced universe, wrapping around the world border and SLAMMING INTO THE Timemodder! That's right, we're hitting the Timemodder with the full force of GRAVY!!!

...Gravy? Er- yeah! Gravy! It Gravy! Since the Ocean is on fire or something, it's only logical we hit the Timemodder with a boiling hot liquid!

The only problem with this, being that it spills gravy ALL OVER THE PLACE. Gravity into It Gravy. Shouldn't that have clowns or someth-

AGH! CLOWNS! They start pouring from the Gravy, grappling at the Timemodder and dragging him down to the battlefield, where Ronove is trying to not die. This is even SUPER EFFECTIVE because the Clown is a CTG 2 reference! I know those! I'm in it!


So, to summarize, harvest Gravitationals, shoot them out of a potato gun, turn gravity into It Gravy. Use the Clowns in It Gravy to drag the Timemodder toward Ronove. A perfectly logical train of actions.


[X] Speaking of Ronove, what are we doing about him? ...Gun(Gun) and... becoming him? ...Not what I was thinking we'd do. I figured we'd get into a dance off...

Well, just in case Ronove tries to Reflect that Gun(Gun), send a wall of owls flying at Ronove, ready to intercept a stray bullet and strike terror into the Butler's... I dunno if he has a heart, but something like that. Also makes a nice shadow so JOE's duplicates are harder to discern as actors pretending to be bad actors.

[X] RONOVE GOES UP, VIOLENCE GOES DOWN

AXE POWER, LAUNCH FORM! (sneak attack): <10 7 13 19 11 = 60>
Ronove would like not to be Team Rocketed outta here: <14 4 2 4 20 = 44> + 15 = 59
(Gap 1)
Despite the fact that Shouter is screaming loudly, Ronove fails a listen check and ends up team rocketed into the sky! Shouter then cycles out while the squad is deployed.

THE SQUAD: <13 1 4 13 1 = 32> + 15 = 47
Ronove recognizes something is sus: <12 18 8 9 12 = 59> + 15 = 74
(Gap -27)

Ronove falls out of the sky, bounces, and then bounces back down before resuming the fight.


Shit, he's onto us. The sneak attack doesn't work out very well, possibly due to detection senses or something else that wasn't described enough to take precautions against. Even boosted, those troops barely stall the guy before getting defeated in a series of sneak attacks.

SCANNING KINZO MORE: <3 10 10 5 11 = 39>
Kinzo Would Prefer Not To Be Scanned: <18 7 5 6 8 = 44>
(Gap -5)


Kinzo: Die: <7 5 3 3 14 = 32>
Kinzo: Moth Ethics: <16 20 4 4 9 = 53>
Kinzo doesn't die! It would have been funny if he did though.

You find the Timemodder's health bar! They're at 87/100.

Gun: 100 gun (gun): 100 the
Owls are there too: <7 8 10 11 16 = 52>



Ronove 2P shows up: <7 16 15 16 11 = 65> + 30 = 95
Ronove 1P ain't about that life: <19 17 11 4 15 = 66> + 30 = 96
(Gap 151)

Shooting Ronove with a gun repeatedly and pecking him with a barrage of owls makes him substantially easier to defeat, as many Rosa mains can tell you from the gun part alone. He's knocked down and down a metaphorical break bar or something, and spends the next several minutes picking off owls and getting support heals from miscellaneous troops. Ronove 2 is relatively unstable and demanifests as a striker, the becoming distorted by match break after some goodbye lines.

The whole 'boiled ocean' thing is actually just a few hexes of water to steam and it's already being refilled during this battle.

The 63% world destruction thing is a lot more relevant. The planet got fireballed into slag from the far side for some reason and wiped out a lot of the stuff in the northern hemisphere and world core. Luckily, the biosphere was basically a magical handwave anyway.
DID SCANNING KINZO A LOT TELL YOU ANYTHING ACTIONABLE ABOUT HOW BAD THAT IS: no actually he countered

hey uh. that was my divinity output getting hammered. divine core externalization withdrawn and anima outtake super high. I'm not gonna be able to fix that easy-peasy with the godmodder's shitposting defense protocols in play.

You have floods, geodestabilization, volcanoes, sinkholes, and atmospheric humidity! Fortunately, very little of it actually matters right now since the focused narrative areas are suffering from a bad case of floating islands and just sort of ignoring the lack of internal underpinnings.
hehe that's a warlock 2 outplanes reference or something

Lapi hurriedly writes back a letter, to which Jewel Queen hastily replies that there's been some mass destruction effects followed by a lot of her conquered / buyout-ed territory getting floating islandified by all the disasters. According to her hat detection technology several of the hats she's sent out were destroyed, implying 43 factions were obliterated. Time is not Time∅ due to a horrible Timemodder accident (Chronos Requiem laughs at you from outside). On the plus side, she's taken over like 9 other royal lines and a smattering of barbarians. Wowzers. She's apparently extremely far to Kinzo's upper left/northwest and was contemplating a siege on a Victory Pentagon before it got ashed saving her most of the force. This implies but does not confirm Victory Pentagons are hard to completely destroy, or at least are low-priority during random obliteration attempts.

Q&A corroborates that a bunch of caves collapsed and the planetary core is now a bunch of fragmented hot stuff stuck to the underside of the cave systems and it looks like there's just a big void where most of the planet used to be. That's not good. The Bunkering King is not familiar with Goldsmith beyond that NAUG has been sending him spam mail signed by Kinzo (???).

You crack Knuckles and very pointedly don't let ring the chains that bind y'all to the world to this world, as they shatter under the hammer of your ignorance.

DON'T GO FLOATING OFF INTO SPACE.

You decide not to float off into space! But you still stare longingly at that 'NEW GAME' prompt to unscrew this calamity.

Gravity potato balloon gravitationals acquired!

Through use of gravy and clowns, you move the Timemodder over to Ronove! A truly unreasonable volume of gravy has refilled the ocean before the water needs it.
Ronove does a Persona baton pass to Chronos Requiem for some reason, namely that he's been defeated! Ronove demanifests with a chuckle and some roses.

The remaining NAUG forces are beset by clowns and stuff.

NAUG: <9 1 13 3 5 = 31> + 30 = 60
Ocean's Fledge Assortment: <20 18 6 18 15 = 77> + 5 = 82
(Gap -22)

With the loss of the leadership, Ocean's Fledge concentrated defensive forces (read: excessive volume of archery firepower blotting out the sun) solves the problem. The only enemy(?) unit left on site is the Timemodder!

Chronos Requiem says that's sus, but FINE, they'll do things!

TIMEMODDER: 87/100
ROYALTY: 43 dead, 20 Timemodder, 10 Kinzo, 10 Jewel Queen, 1 Lapi, 1 Bunkering King, 15 unknown but presumed alive
PENTAGONS: 7 ash, 2 neutral (Antisanta, Capricornus), 2 unknown, 1 ash but Jewel Queen will probably pick it up super fast

SKELEDOP INTERRUPTED BECAUSE NEDBEN NEEDS TO GET PIZZA...DOP COMPLETE

The Timemodder stands as the last enemy in the city! You'll have to remove them somehow to end the attack and finally move onto Ocean's Fledge's turn in the game!

This isn't just time for godmodder attacks, it's time for godmodder removals from battlefield!
Expel the attacker!
[ ] (write-in)

[X] Last round, DEEP FRIED RONOVE said two things in the Red Truth:
You know the rules
and
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
Therefore, we know the rules. I go read the rules. What are the rules, that I canonically know in the Red?

[Y] Also, the lie and hurt you thing. He hurt our side and therefore us and therefore his next associated statement (his next statement, because he didn't say anything after that last Red bit) must be true. Ronove, what is the sequence of words which successfully conveys all the most important things a successful Scan on Kinzo would tell me? (he can't say 'I don't know' because that's not the sequence of words which successfully conveys all the most important things a successful scan on Kinzo would tell me! therefore, it's a lie!)

[Z] I also scan Kinzo.

[I] The flames on the damaged portion of the planet, smouldering still from sheer scale, blaze up golden-yellow and pull together. The newest deity in this world may be new, but its presence has been accepted, its goals are not overly opposed, and most of the world is, in fact, on fire. This is understandably beneficial to such a deity as this- But although this is the Deity of Beings Being Burned Alive, that is not all it is. It has two other interests unredacted: Good things which are not bad things, and Effectively achieving the goals that you set out to achieve and which are good ideas.
Judging by inference from CTG and other DTGlikes, Godmodders are generally bad things. This deity prefers good things which are not bad things. And so-
The flames pull together solidly into an avatar, form the same as the deity itself. Gold flares brighter, nearing white, and in a moment arrives through the controlled flames of candles and scattered remnants of combat to Ocean's Fledge. There across from it is the Timemodder. The young divinity approaches the Timemodder, which may or may not be surprised. But you see, it would be inefficient to beat the shit out of the Timemodder without getting closer.
The first strikes approach is utterly invisible- goldflame-blade obscured in the billowing fire of the deities avatar proper. How to strike time itself? Observe: For that very same obscuration just-mentioned requires the billowing flame already be touching the Timemodder, no gap within which the blade would be visible- the first attack, preceded by the second. And just so, an aura of sun-blessed flames pulses out from the encroaching divinity, already present around the timemodder even as its invocation begins. How these time-defying feats occur is redacted, as is proper form in this arena, but it's clear enough they are valid on neither Time nor Time∅ nor any other variant formerly-named- Yet they occur regardless.
Then the deity retreats, a sword flying away on optimal vector or a human stepping back with honed skill or some other manner unclear, and the flame-aura and billowing pulls away from the environment to gild it, leaving the innocents untouched.

[C] canonically shouting is loud. It's the red truth. ONE OF THE MICROSCOPIC MOTHS MAKING UP THE TIMEMODDER STARTS SHOUTING AND IT'S LOUD IN ABSOLUTE TERMS NOT JUST RELATIVE TERMS AND THEN DOZENS OF OTHER MOTHS OF THE SAME SIZE ALSO DO THAT INDEPENDENTLY AS DIFFERENT SHOUTS SO THE TOTAL AMOUNT OF SOUND GOES WAY UP AND THE VOLUME RIPS APART THE TIMEMODDER FROM THE INSIDE. THE MOTHS AREN'T DOING IT AS AN ATTACK SHOUTING IS JUST KINDA A MOTH THING TO DO AND THEY FELT LIKE IT, BUT IT DOES THE DAMAGES ANYWAY.

[T] the influence of CTG pours out against the Timemodder. Not only does CTG have a 4 day update cycle of unparalleled rigidity- a fact that makes it an impenetrable defence for such beings as the timemodder- where impenetrable is meant in a mix of exalted perfects and estimated as practically sufficient resilience- but Time Travel is a myth. PREPOSTEROUS, I hear you not say. THE GODMODDER HAS INFINITE TIME MACHINES AND CTG 2 IS RUNNING RIGHT NOW. Well, see, CTG 2 is... hm... how do I put this... Gravediggent is running it and therefore it could contradict the current events at literally any moment. It would be silly if CTG 2 were definitely canonically the future of CTG. It's more like a conceptual sidegrade! that explains nothing but it's probably true! and the Godmodder's Time Machines are fake time travel, like, when he used them to gather a bunch of Decay and force it onto ecneserP ehT, I did not go back to the preceding Yes updates and edit A Lot Of Decay's worth of dead entities to not have decay (though it would be pretty easy since Exodevtis died with much decay). so CTG has no actual time travel and a rigid timeline which makes it Very Antithetical to the Timemodder! I equip CTG as a Sharp Weapon despite my not technically existing and it not being sword-shaped, and stab the Timemodder with it!

[G] AND THEN I SUMMON THE BRANDED ONE. YES. Well, the Re-Branded One. Also known as the Rebranded Szirfity, The Treachery Of Clocks. I frankly do not know what is going on with it except for the parts I've metaphorically stapled on but boy that sure is a fitting turn of recent CTG events for Timemodder-fighting!

[☆彡] Time and Tide waits for Gnome Ann. XKCD said so. By some miracle, this mythical Gnome Ann decides to drop by and have a snack. the water stops rushing back in, and the Timemodder(being Time, but a Godmodder) also stops, leaving itself open for attacks!

[A] Y'KNOW TIME IS SOMETIMES LIKENED TO A TREE OF EVER-BRANCHING SOMETHING SOMETHING QUANTUM PHYSICS SOMETHING SOMETHING. AND YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DO WITH TREES? WELL, YOU BEING A USER OF THE PREMIER MAGIC SYSTEM, AXE MAGIC. GO, SHOUTER! YELL LONG AND LOUD ENOUGH TO KILL A GODMODDER! CONJURE YOURSELF AN AXE WHICH CAN CUT THE WOOD THAT IS THE FRACTAL-BRANCHED TREE OF TIME (WHICH IS ALSO SIMULTANEOUSLY ACTUALLY AN INFINITELY-LARGE PLANE BECAUSE EVEN AT T=1 FRAME QUANTUM MECHANICS ALLOWS FOR LITERALLY ANY POSSIBLE OUTCOME ALBEIT AT UTTERLY INFINITESIMAL PROBABILITY SO TIME IS JUST A MAP OF QUANTUM MACROSTATES WHICH CONNECT TO EACHOTHER OR SOMETHING BUT WHATEVER THE DENSEST PARTS OF THAT MAP ARE A TREE.)

[X] Hm... It seems moving the Godmodder to our capital has threatened our capital! I never would have guessed this was a likely-

*SHOT*

Hey, we killed NAUG. Did they drop any guns, or are we dealing with that "melty situation" still like the polar bears?

[X] *AHEM* Since the best way for me to come up with a Godmodder attack is apparently to do anything but, let's- let's do that.

See, killing the Timemodder really doesn't gain us anything, does it? I mean, sure, we get to keep playing. That's nice. But there's no "spoils of war," no "cash grab," no anything really. We just finally make up for... someone's mistakes.

Clearly not ours. I mean, come on! We did nothing to contribute to the train of events that have led us to this confrontation with ol' Timey-Wimey. Nothing at all.

I propose that, because the Timemodder is effectively 20 Royalty, we steal that from him. And how do we steal that from him?

We become the Timemodder's heir!

I have a very simple solution for this. See, all we have to do to become his heir is to save is life. In other words, Lapi has to become the Godmodder's air.

After quickly plucking a hair off Lapi's crown (It's clearly Lapi's hair, because Lapi is a rock), I synthesize some Lapi Spirit Juice^TM.

[X] The first thing we do with this is mass produce it and sell it as a sport's drink. It becomes a quick success, and our fans STORM THE CAPITAL for more! I tell them the Timemodder has it. And that's about that.

[X] Meanwhile, as the Timemodder gets mauled by our fans, I infuse all the air the Timemodder is breathing with Lapi Spirit Juice^TM. This transforms the air from normal air into Lapi! A wholesale transformation.

This means that Lapi is the Timemodder's air. In other words, Lapi is the Timemodder's heir.

Don't think about it too hard. It doesn't work if you think about it too hard.

[X] Since Lapi is a rock and the Timemodder is breathing in Lapi, the Timemodder gets a little woozy. He starts to get STONED.

[X] ALRIGHT! Now it's time for the real Godmodder attack.

See, last turn, I "stare[d] longingly at that 'NEW GAME' prompt to unscrew this calamity." Not exactly my idea, but hey, I'll take it.

So, I did that. But, I wasn't really looking at the NEW GAME button. No, I was looking at the settings next to it.

You know how when you start a game, you have to run through all those settings? Calibrate your controller. Yes, I agree to the terms of service. Yes, we speakenz zee English. Blah blah blah.

Well, while the Timemodder was busy getting mobbed by Lapi's thirsty fans (true statement), I started screwing with those.

First thing I did was SUPER EASY. I started crunching the Timemodder through the translator. Did you know that Timemodder in Afrikaans is Tydmodder? And that in English is Time Mud. Which in Albanian is Koha Baltë. Which in English is Mud Time. Which in Indonesian is Waktu berlumpur. Which in English is Muddy Time. Which in Croatian is Mutno vrijeme. Which in English is cloudy weather.

And Cloudy Weather is much more tame than the Timemodder. Dang, he must be feeling light headed after all those Lapi drinks.

Then, I recalibrated his controls. He started blowing all over the place. Firstly, he's not used to being clouds. Secondly, new calibration equals CRINGE.

After that, I started reorganizing the buttons randomly, because I could.

Next, we set the zoom to EXTREMELY FAR AWAY! THE OPTIMAL GAME ANGLE TO SEE THE WRECK YOU HAVE DESIGNED.

Just to Super Zoom it in on that one atom vaguely in the center of that cloud.

With my microscope accuracy, I then did what any rational person would do and chopped it in half. And... I have only good ideas!

KERPLOW! BOOM! MUSHROOMS!

The Timemodder gets turned into Lapi Brand Radioactive Soup_TM.

[X] DEEP FRIED RONOVE to the rescue!

You yoink DEEP FRIED RONOVE [sic] from the abyss of 'the amount of being they are or are not as a distinct entity or conceptual incarnation is kind of complicated (because everyone is everyone else in moth format or something)' and obtain the truth!

The rules are canonically broken and damaged constructs. Many of the remaining rules are rapidly modifying and explicitly inconsistent because the writer of this game keeps changing them or not actually obeying them. Of the ones useful to your cause, and reasonably consistent:
- This game is based on exploring for certain information until a victory condition is reached.
- This game is about the construction of reasonable origins for the next world. Unless it is drastically disrupted, it's a process that weeds out several possible thematic origins and overarching plans.
- This game operates primarily on player intervention (for now).
- This game nominally follows but does not long-term agree with a set of mechanical rules governing base definitions, basic interactions, and action resolution. (These are the set of rules that keep being revised constantly.)
- A secondary set of more consistent game rules tends to preserve a number of basic properties related to how higher levels of reality warping function, the specific nuances of what qualifies as truth, a number of difficult-to-describe technical minutiae, and things that are by the rules kept secret because revealing them would constitute an immediate victory condition.
- Nedben is making the vast majority of this game up on the spot.
- The current mechanical resolution for most things deemed individual challenges is 5d20 + applicable CK2-quest-style stat bonus (if any) + possible circumstantial factors (when the QM deems fit) versus difficulty benchmarks or an opposed roll. Many Godmodder attacks and certain direct player actions do not run on this system because Nedben is writing on instinct and memes.
-The extent to which a DC constitutes success or failure is explicitly nonsensical and improvised. DC30 is nominally considered the threshold for competent handling of ordinary situations but this is not universally adhered to. DC45 is nominally considered the threshold for dealing with significant exertions of effort, DC60 is for above average in some way, unlikely or edge-case for a nearbaseline but still reliably replicable with equipment and controlled conditions. DC75 is considered the point at which external training or aid of some sort is effectively necessary bar some lucky breaks or mass attempts, and DC90 is the point at which even masters are not guaranteed success (probably, it is explicitly inconsistent and not well calibrated).
- Bonuses are not well-grasped: most individual things are approximately +5 worthy, while +15 would be a comprehensive suite of competencies. +30 is the domain of a scope difference, or being fundamentally powerful such that it would take several of the previous baseline to reliably take them down (the calculations for this were improvised after fumbling around in anydice). For most stats, +30 is considered a base example of a relatively-specialized unit, a nontrivial technology base advantage, or the amount of numbers necessary to overcome such gap by brute force (in that oneshotting is not trivial and even if it was the case it would be a problem to take them all out before response was enough, or something like that). +60 is the approximate distance from an ordinary soldier to a large dedicated siege engine, large construction group, or other vehicular/structural gap, or a caster who is well-established and has covered the majority of the standard usecases for their thing. It is also the benchmark for strange-but-replicable events such as throwing an entire army at a superhero or a techbase gap that reduces combat attempts to effectively attrition. +90 is ostensibly a mastery mark for casters but is inconsistent in other places. The gap past that at some point stops being incredibly unlikely and starts being outright impossible-bar-spontaneous-rearrangement for external contrivance to get rid of an engagement or counteract the attempts, so it doesn't get rolled for.
- Several of the supporting definitions are explicitly not included in this ruleset, including standards of decorum: they are at the QM's discretion.




Jesus Christ, demon god pillars can sure fill up the screen with red text.

Scanning Kinzo: <17 8 14 18 20 = 77>
Kinzo obstructed scans of himself: <4 7 8 13 4 = 36>

Scanning Kinzo confirms...what Ronove just said! While accessibility and futureproofing is important, I'm too lazy to retype all that.

Kinzo's current statistical bonuses are +90 Occult (Master caster) and +15 in all other stats through a mixture of permanent bonuses and base parameters. The game is not mechanically consistent enough for those to be inviolate (which is why he did not provide a bonus to previous or present stat-unclear rolls), but they are likely to last with only moderate increases in the near future. The approximate force required to kill him will be at least a single dedicated combat roll after all other rolls to break into his location and/or bypass obstructing defenders. As Nedben is making this game up mostly improvisationally, all of this is subject to revision. In the event of his death, he assigned heir status to Beatrice Castiglioni to take over Northern Artillerists Ushiromiya Group.

She wasn't, good save before Ned closed that window.

The BBBAD or somebody consolidates golden flame and creates an invalid timestate out of golden fire! The environment is now gilded. Luckily, the fire rules are just in flux as anything else around here and specifying that it leaves innocents untouched is fine and dandy.

The Timemodder is now squirming under a giant error message! Squirmy little Chronos Reqiuiem. how did that even happen I have no idea what's going on with that. do we even HAVE error handlers that do that??? I have no idea. I didn't add it. Maybe it's BBBAD's divinity contributing theosophic spiritron authority? Hey, more expurgation mechanisms for me, I'll fold it into the new handler archetype and call it a glek. Still, thanks.

In any case, one of the Timemodder's GMHP was feeling shitty and beating the shit out of him got rid of it. 1 damage to the Godmodder, probably!

This compresses the moths in question, who become quite loud! The Timemodder decides to bass boost himself. Chronos Requiem's constituent moths are now shouting! This is quite loud, but as the effects of volume are messed up in this game it's just kind of loud and perhaps somewhat annoying. Well, until they quiet down it'll be much easier to audibly detect the Timemodder's presence...

JOE or You or whoever the referent is when player actions manifest a shadow intercessor body stabs the Timemodder with CTG! CTG's material properties are unfortunately not very defined while stabby, so the godmodder is just kind of impaled on a smaller instance of that sort of sky crystal that drips CTG references.

It's a conceptual sidegrade and very antithetical, but the Timemodder...considers it business antithetical! He's now hypocritical, which is hardly a change that matters.

that's an incredibly weak defense but ok

BRANDED SZIRFITY MANIFESTATION IN PROGRESS
BRANDED SZIRFITY MANIFESTATION IN PROGRESS
BRANDED SZIRFITY MANFIESTATION IN PROGRESS

WARNING
DIVINITY ACTUATION
WARNING
DIVINITY ACTUATION
WARNING
DIVINITY ACTUATION

INSERT UTSUHO SPELLCARD BANNER CAUTION SIGN GIF HERE

SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT HE'S INVOKED ONE OF THE DEAD GAMES BY ACCIDENT

CONCEPTUAL INTRUSION: HECATIC WHEEL
CONCEPTUAL INTRUSION: THE MOTHER, THE MAIDEN, THE CRONE
CONCEPTUAL INTRUSION: THE LAMPADES HAVE REOPENED THE ROAD

iael iael iael iael iael iael iael iael iael

What is...how am I...?

CONCEPTUAL SUBJUGATION: SZIRFITY, VAERMINA, UNDERWORLD
CONCEPTUAL SUBJUGATION: THE ROAD WAS ALWAYS THE ROAD AND THE OPEN SPACE SHUT FILLED
CONCEPTUAL SUBJUGATION: YOU WERE NEVER ALONE, HECATIA LAPISLAZULI

I will...I

Her majesty binds together artistic impressions. Her stars wield the image from the Titans expansion, Legacy of Lunatic Kingdom, and an unknown process. You have advanced to the Mythic Age under the Supremacy of Hekate. Tartarian Gate. Mythic Rejuvenation. Asper Blood. Celerity. Dog lionsnake mare. In the eclipse of twin torches there is authority, authority, authority, and here now we invoke the tower opened. No, not yet...always.

She's also wearing the planetary hats, albeit this one is a bit exploded. So, keep the black hair and the "Welcome ❤ Hell" shirt.

Okay does anyone here recognize what her role is in nedcanon? she's using the nightmare daedra as an intercessor platform but uhhhhh. I think there was a road? In a ShellCore Command fanfic in the archives? God that's old and full of cringe, but I think that specific story was clear enough. The dark road. The divine realm riverlands in which the night was growth and the lampades were shrine maidens.

Like an old sad song, or a horror movie, or the back room where...

Manifesting through an extremely sidegraded process like that is confusing as all get out. Welcome to the club and best wishes adapting.

Acknowledged.

While that's going on, Gnome Ann shows up! She's here for the snacks, since we have gravy to go with them. Chronos Requiem waits patiently.

Shouter: Yell loud enough to kill a Godmodder.
<2 15 1 5 10 = 33> + 15(?) + TIME = That's enough, be at peace.

Shouter yells loud enough to kill a Godmodder, but not the Godmodder. The Silencemodder dies horribly in an axe murderer accident (read: Shouter accidentally screamed them to death while making an appropriate axe)! Anyway, Shouter chops Chronos Requiem's time tree/self up. The Timemodder is now logs!

"APPARENTLY MAKING TIME TRAVEL A LIE DOES NOT MAKE TIMESTATE CHOPPING CONDUCIVE TO DOING MUCH." Shouter says.

Chronos requiem's constituent moth-plank definition-maps shrug, which is basically really complicated moth undulation. They're still screaming.

Alchemy...transmutation of events...the map. Yes. I can work with this. Grant me your places of...No, just add me to the staff team. That will be enough.

for the purposes of this gameboard and supporting staff in our organization, in limiting context established by me, granted.

Bit authoritative of you Redacted. Well, the Senator didn't hard oppose so good enough.

-

You pick up a bunch of guns left over from the NAUG raid! And a lot of ammunition out in the gravy sea that Gnome Ann is snacking on.

You...make Lapi's crown-accreted spirit juice into a sports drink and have a bunch of rabid fans maul the Timemodder / steal his random supply of Lapi's crown-accreted spirit juice from his air supply around the planks. Lapi feels mildly uncomfortable at their self-extrusion being consumed by a bunch of shaped milieu bandits, but since it's hair logic it's sort of like a really bizarre haircut where the hair gets scarfed down by the bizarre strikers of attack-induced being.

Since the fans promptly stole the hair, nothing particularly happens! The Godmodder appreciates the effort and gets stoned on weed or something instead. There is now marijuana in Ocean's Fledge City and planks have smoked some!

Chronos Requiem points out that he's not directly heading a game faction by leveraging a plank towards the. He declares Lapi heir of all 20 royalty under the Timemodder destroyed-but-got-cheesed banner because he's just rolling with all the bullshit this turn. Destroying said royalty or forcing them to abdicate and transfer their factions to Ocean's Fledge is now...an option? probably?????? I don't get it either. yeah it's kinda messed up WELL THEN. I'M GOING TO ALLOW THIS.

You Google Translate the Timemodder into muddy time cloudy weather.

Chronos Requiem in Afrikaans remains unprocessed, Albanian unprocessed, Indonesian unprocessed, Croatian unprocessed. Maybe it's being read as a name? Time Mass for the Dead -> Tydmis vir die dooies -> Time fog for the dead -> Koha mjegull për të vdekurit -> Foggy time for the dead -> Waktu berkabut untuk orang mati -> Foggy time for the dead -> Maglovito vrijeme za mrtve -> Foggy time for the dead.

Thus, the cloudy weather moves closer to the ground! The planks are built into a fog cloud and piled atop the dead bodies that haven't despawned yet. Dense timefog ulgu across the verbiage.

You recalibrate the Timemodder's controls!

Oh God, censor it!

Greater Summon Censorship Barrier!

The Sus and Hecate successfully censor the results of the random buttons followed by random keyslam.

i'd like to say I didn't expect the timemodder to be able to do that but actually that's my fault for including those mods

Offensive, but entirely understandable. No big deal.

Lapi, mildly traumatized-looking, punts the narrative camera to zoom all the way out.

This world is but a shimmering bubble in the greater cosmology, floating free in a blackened space in the sky-holes of the Paperwastes.

wow, we're in the paperwastes? piss, thought we'd be sea of fragments proper since we're down near Sunscreen.

Death is down. What is death but incarnation? The little depths of love, given-

Chair narrator, please stop getting shot in the head for the good of all of us.

No promises. I like the taste of lead and explosions, that's why I'm not hard defending noncriticals.

I would consider your sanity very critical!

Feh, I'm just a binding. Moving on, SUPER ZOOM.

WHHOOSH!

You zoom down to a single atom! You then chop it in half. The exposed moths being subatomic particles and such consult their 'your atom has been chopped in half' guidebook and promptly form the resulting lower-atomic-number particles since you accidentally picked a decently high up there element on this world's pathetic excuse for a periodic table. It's not very good for runaway nuclear explosions, but you do see that nuclear explosions are supposed to be done if a lot of atoms are split at once through exceeding critical mass or other regulatory procedures.

You zoom back out, then pull out a Kerplow! Boom! Mushroom and detonate it on the Godmodder instead! One nuclear explosion later (the moths had to look up the procedures), the Timemodder is now Lapi Brand Radioactive Soup (trademark not respected due to this work's shoddy misuse of intellectual property). It's still screaming, since the moths are very good at their jobs and can continue screaming while they're busy being everything and reorganizing a lot of atoms.

The property damage of detonating a nuclear weapon in your capital city is normally obscenely counterproductive, but luckily the Timemodder countered the explosion by consuming it all into soup instead of trying to kill everyone with a low-yield nuclear bomb. Godmodders have type advantage against nukes, so it's actually quite polite of him.

HOLY SHIT WHY ARE WE TRYING TO NUKE OUR OWN CAPITAL CITY

Uh....maybe there's a rule about limiting trap options? Normally we would've cancelled it, but I guess nuclear soup is easier to remove than cloud cover.

Despite the many, many random transmutations of the Godmodder, property damage has failed to yeet him out of the city. Scrambling his control scheme until he reset it almost worked, but he got the gist of the control scrambling pretty fast and then just caused everyone else to cringe.

Gnome Ann finishes her snack break and is gonna get going soon unless you have any particular needs. Gotta help with the Star Trek mapping later!
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SKELEDOP STILL DOPPIN', GIMME A SECANT...DONEZO.

TIMEMODDER: 86/100 (constituent moths are screaming, has a CTG sword stuck in them, hypocrite, Lapi Brand Radioactive Soup cloudplank flavor, stoned)
ROYALTY: 43 dead, 20 Timemodder (Lapi heir??), 10 Kinzo, 10 Jewel Queen, 1 Lapi, 1 Bunkering King, 15 unknown but presumed alive
PENTAGONS: 7 ash, 2 neutral (Antisanta, Capricornus), 2 unknown, 1 ash but Jewel Queen will probably pick it up super fast

So. The Godmodder, also known as Chronos Requiem the Timemodder, has not been specifically removed from the city of Ocean's Fledge, I believe particularly to be spiteful. For the sake of unity and coherence, we should probably be as specific as possible about how we address that.
[ ] Physically Remove The Soup
- [ ] (where to)
Siphon the timemodder into a barrel and throw them in a given direction. This should start the turn already.

[ ] Arrest the Timemodder
Try and capture the soup while it's under lots of negative status effects. This ends the invasion and takes the Godmodder prisoner, allowing Ocean's Fledge turn to start.

[ ] Continue Violence
- (Godmodder attacks)
Nedben is not particularly insistent on stopping you, so you can play DTG if you want.

[X] Hypocritical? I think you mean HypoTHETICAL! after all, it's the 'Business Antithetical' that made them 'Hypocritical', so 'Hypo' means 'Business' and 'Critical' means 'thetical'! The Timemodder is now Hypothetical! ha!

[Y] I scan a strictly hypothetical alternate version of Kinzo who didn't obscure his scan page!!


[Z] Lapi! Try doing a bunch of stuff you're pretty sure is impossible, like popping 10x as many units as normal for no cost or conjuring gems from 0 magic or other resources!

[C] The Sea! Klipot Water surges from the CTG-blade embedded into the Timemodder, a liquid that is antithesis and nullification to divinity and magic alike! The Timemodder isn't a deity exactly but it's close enough probably it's a Godmodder after all the narration implied it. A pulse of cold freezes the Klipot Water as Klipot ice, keeping it from reaching and nullifying this world built by divinity.

[T] T fades into existence for the moment and grasps the CTG-blade! It sure is convenient to have such a versatile and powerful weapon, isn't it? very convenient for the nonexistent plot. Channelling the powers of the Sword Of Plot Convenience, whatever the most plot-convenient action is occurs- subject to veto if it's a terrible idea, of course.

[G] helo Hekate! Your history speaks of a dark road in literal and not metaphor, and there is a power in that, though not one the second-youngest divinity finds tasteful. See a second vision of dark roads- the road of twilight whose nature is the shattered clouded diamond's largest fraction in the dead of endless abyssal night, a road whose keepers are watchers but are the road itself as well, agents yet forces yet laws, proclaiming an inevitability of destruction. There is much to say against this road, for the path is cracked and splintered and dark and always always watched. Yet there is wonder to this road as well, glistening and revealed in the space between splinters, small magic and strange things that limn its broken edges. The dark watchers of this road may not approve of power- but they allow indulgences, and there is some you could use.

[K] I'd like to roll for the possibility of Kinzo having a heart attack and dying. I don't have any advantages here so I think I just roll 5d20 and I think he has a disadvantage because he's old so probably 5d20 -5 or so.

[I] The golden pillar of flame that could hide human winged or not or luminous blade or something else besides constricts and expands with the rhythm of speech, and lo there is the impression of meaning without words- a greeting cordial to the new youngest of these divinities, Hecate, which seems a sympathetic sort though all of them do, and some form of proposed multiparty coordinated action in redacted specifics, likely involving the ignition of the living.. The deity has little demanding immediate action, because the Timemodder does not exist... But, hypothetically, if there were a Timemodder, the deity would perhaps choose to cleave its fragments into their individual moths with true finality and immense power, power enough to force the defeat and destruction instantaneously even to a Godmodder. Of course, in practice the deity has not sufficient power to do such a thing, and there is no Timemodder- It's simply a hypothetical scenario.
What a coincidence that that is precisely what the Timemodder became- hypothetical.

[Axe] We should use all of this tree-of-time-wood Shouter chopped earlier for something! Don't know why shouter chopped it, since there's nothing wrong with time like, hypothetically, the corpse of a Timemodder or anything silly like that, but since we have it, maybe we can use it to craft rerolls or something!

You know what they say: "If you can't beat them in less than 100 turns, make them your friend."

[X] I compliment the Timemodder for having such a cool name.

[X] I dunno about everyone else, but trying to take the Timemodder prisoner, while being a stupid idea, sounds like the best course of action. Then, we can keep doing shenanigans from home base and progress the game. I'd call that a win win.

But hey, a capture attempt looks like a Godmodder attack anyways, so playing DTG is also cool.

Hm... what other status effects can we add? We've got screaming moths- that's fear or something, right? Or agony. Same thing, really. Stabbed, a classic. Oh- and JOE is wetting/freezing now. Goody goody.

[Y] -Make the Godmodder cringe because he is now moist. M-o-i-s-t. Moist.

[X again] Moving on. The Godmodder is hypocritical/hypothetical. Existential crisis has to be a debuff, right? And... uh... flavorful. I don't quite think that's a debuff, but a good reason to watch his back.

And stoned! Like, drunk stoned. Not petrified. Unfortunate, really, if the Godmodder was a stone, it would be way easier to throw him in jail.

Well... fire doesn't work. JOE already tried that. And it looks like Eddie is trying to charm him. Excellent. That leaves... a good list left to try!

Shoot the Godmodder with a Taser. The Godmodder dodges this, because he's not that dumb. But that makes him overconfident! Debuff!

[Z] Next up, we summon some sea stars! Like- like starfish. See? Throw them at the Godmodder's head. They miss. Instead, the starfish orbit around the Godmodder's head. He's seeing stars, that's for sure! The mere suggestion of the concept is enough to make the Godmodder dizzy! Plus, the spinning is distracting. Like, who does that to a person?

[A] I paopvjopdasfponsdavpo ponsdgajpvnapoijdsofsa vdsaopopbfiuopgrnspohnv oj vjghndf9vhokh rivn opahepconvfpo enoghvosdnfop ja nioa j efon pojshte the Godmodder!

This makes the Godmodder confused!

[B] I shoot a spotlight straight in the Godmodder's eyes. By that, I mean I load a spotlight into a cannon and fire it at the Godmodder's eyes. And by that, I mean we're firing the cannon, not the spotlight out of the cannon. I lit it on fire, but since fire rules are inconsistent, it's just a weird particle glitch. Since the Godmodder is so confused, they look at the fire anyways. The fire then explodes into purple and green error barf, strobe-lighting the Godmodder's senses until he's blind!

[C] THEN I shoot the spotlight out of the canon. The spotlight no longer exists in the canon. It got retconned. This leaves so many plot holes, the Godmodder falls into one, which spits him out in a Jail Cell.

[D] In the Jail Cell, there's a rusty nail. The Godmodder falls on the nail as he gets spit through the plot hole. Now, the Godmodder is poisoned!

[E] The only rations in the Jail Cell are moldy bread. Just the smell of it poisons the Godmodder AGAIN!

[X Again Again] I shoot the Godmodder with the same taser! The cage is so small, he can't dodge, and he gets electrocuted by the stun gun, stunning him!

[F] Lapi fills out the proper paper work establishing a warrant for the Godmodder's arrest. This is done retroactively so that the Godmodder never actually becomes wanted. This rejection from society makes the Godmodder depressed!

[G] I'm out of actually good status effects, so we're just going to shave the Godmodder's head, making him bald! Bald is a debuff, right? Makes you vulnerable to cold damage.

...And we're done. Let's see how that shakes out-

[H] NEW IDEA: I start a localized earthquake under the Godmodder's feet, making him shaky!

Now I'm done. Promise.

[X] HYPOTHETICALLY, WHAT IF WE ARREST THE TIMEMODDER

The Timemodder becomes hypothetical! This modifies the world's logical formulae and sends it tumbling through Imaginary Number Space.

Scanning a Hypothetical Kinzo...

Ushiromiya Kinzo
A self-taught human mage.
His natural talent and level of knowledge are nothing special, but when his nearly insane powers of concentration and dedication were transformed into magical power, he awakened as a great mage.

His power is at least great enough that he was able to summon BEATRICE and form a contract with her.

Though his power is great, it is also extremely lopsided. In particular, he specialized in summoning and barriers, so perhaps it is fitting to call him a summoner instead.

Possesses a black blood of some sort that presages either great talent or opposition to talent (or both, as in his case). Massive natural magic resistance, but as it faded with age his passive magic defense has gone down and active potential rose. He can create furniture servants that rival mages in power, with or without the assistance of demons.
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Lapi tries a bunch of things that are impossible! Attempting to over-pop units just fills the later-turns unit queue, ex nihilo summoning fails. It seems that because they're impossible that's a pretty hefty barrier to overcome, especially without means.

<RESULTS OF COMBO ATTACK CENSORED>

The Timemodder is successfully thrown into prison, after taking a point of damage to wipe out their status effect pileup, another from dying instantly (apparently GMHP is based on stacked lives?), and another godmodder damage from being stirred about by a localized earthquake while they were busy being dead. Chronos Requiem weakly thumbs-up at having a cool name and flops onto the standard issue prison bed thing.

You've captured the Timemodder! De-hypotheticalizing time and putting it back inside itself successfully unscrews the whole pile of moist godmodderiness. While the censored results were incredibly traumatizing, Ocean's Fledge is finally no longer under attack. NAUG's turn ends and Ocean's Fledge finally starts the hell up on its own.

Woo.

The city is a bit messed up, but nothing that can't be fixed by the onsite staff and forcing the divine power of Redacted to cooperate.

You've really made a mess out there, but the modder's suppressed. So be it. I'll see what I can do.
Tartarian Gate Sound Effect.

Well, that was disastrous.

Speaking of disastrous, Kinzo tries to have a heart attack! He eats lots of fatty foods and gets jumpscared.

Die, old man!: <7 2 19 14 18 = 60>
Nah: <18 4 7 20 10 = 59> - 5 = 54
(Gap 6)

Kinzo successfully dies of a heart attack! Northern Artillerists Ushiromiya Group transitions to leadership under Countess Beatrice Castiglioni!!!


She's...not taking it that well. Hopefully, she will be much saner than Kinzo and do things like order her enemies executed instead of listening to their advice.

Make time equipment, not war: <6 3 3 11 4 = 27>
Said logs happened to be part of the Timemodder. Godmodders are generally quite resilient, so taking various construction equipment and rerolling them effectively just smashes them into a die.

Roll the Timemodder: 14

The Timemodder flops back onto the prison floor. I don't think they're very damaged by that, but I think they're finally a non-threat for a while.

TIMEMODDER: 83/100 (in Ocean's Fledge City prison, currently inactivated)
ROYALTY: 43 dead, 20 Timemodder (Lapi heir??), 10 Countess Beatrice Castiglioni, 10 Jewel Queen, 1 Lapi, 1 Bunkering King, 15 unknown but presumed alive
PENTAGONS: 7 ash, 2 neutral (Antisanta, Capricornus), 2 unknown, 1 ash but Jewel Queen will probably pick it up super fast

Disaster sufficiently un-disasterized. What do we do now?

[ ] Rush NAUG Before It Lays Ships
You don't have much of an army or a navy on site, but you do have the ability to be horribly bullshit. Pull out some people from your other cities and go for a finisher on Rokkenjima before Beatrice gets her act together.

[ ] Stop Causing Problems For A Tenturn
It's a lot longer than five minutes, but you could really stand some consolidation and repairs. Fix up Ocean's Fledge City and push for making it 3rd level ASAP through minimal unit-related expenditures.

[ ] Internal Connections
Focus on internal logistics and refilling the unit coffers.

[ ] Polar Bears Be Gone
Flaming Rocks were apparently very effective against the revenge wave column. Produce as many as possible for several turns, then drown Pentagon Antisanta in them.

[ ] The Ocean Monster Temple
Pentagon Capricornus is looking reasonably not-yet-a-problem. Poke the hornet's nest and kite a revenge wave. Send it in NAUG's general direction and laugh as they fight each other.

[X] The Ocean Monster Temple. We can use Ring Shaping and the things we looted earlier to make the 'poke' convincingly from the artillery group, using only troops they would have. maybe throw on some Off-Red Truth megaphones, which use #fe000 text instead of #ff0000, for deception.

[Y] also, scan BEATRICE.

[Z] I'd also like to roll for the possibility of Kinzo having a heart attack and dying. I have a mild experience advantage at this now- I'm not sure it's enough for a +5 but it might be enough for a +1? - but Beatrice isn't old so she probably doesn't have a -5.

[C] Currency! We need money, right? Well, if there's one thing we're swimming in, it's... not money! it's Axes! we have loads of those! Now, I do kinda want Axe Power to be a secret, buuut we can still sell any axes that happened to appear with the same aesthetic as our enemies aesthetic, to jewel queen or something. Claim they were loot from the polar bears / artillery group as appropriate. the Axes are size-variable, so we can send them through the hat; it should help our money situation.

[T] Technology! everything is made of moths now, right? So we should study moth physics! Luckily, unlike Atoms, Moths come in many sizes, so we can just watch some of the larger moths on our side and see how they physics together.

[G] gear! we should equip our troops goodly with the extreme amount of spare Axes from Shouter! they're cheap, available, and decently strong! should save some cash relative to alternative methods.

[I] This deity opines that the other plans proposed in this post require no or very limited popping and are largely possible to perform while also engaging in other plans. specifically, it gives its blessing to Polar Bears Be Gone, the route which involves the greatest quantity of sentient combustion, and which also seeks to conquer a Holy Site, which may or may not be of relevance to divinities.

...Okay? Um... I know Ned gave us, like, all of the rules last turn, but... I already forgot them.

[X] Polar Bears Be Gone.

Wow, I'm strangely agreeing with whatever light-yellow divinity text JOE's spewing. Build up a bunch of Fire Rocks and charge at the Polar Bears. If the Jewel Queen is about to pick one up, we'd better try not to fall behind.

[X] Of course, we'd have to pop said Fire Golems mostly from Sheeplestan and maybe- I always forget its name- Eurythem, seeing as both Ocean's Fledge and Violens should still probably be under construction. Violens less so, maybe. They might have had a turn or two by now to start reconstruction. But I don't think we should be doing major troop popping from those two spots until they've had a break.

[X] Oh, and we stole some guns from the NAUG raid. Hard to find that little paragraph just below Shouter trying to shout loud enough to kill the Godmodder.

Get at least a Dorf working on reverse engineering a few of those guns so we can use them for our own troops. Also, since Eurythem did such a good job with those bards, start a Gunslinger school or something there. Police academy. Military training grounds. Whatever floats our hypothetical boat, here. Just get ready for when we can get more guns popping.

[X] Er- one last funny idea. NAUG has a hat, right? Just like everybody else. To aid in that Heart Attack roll, send a few poison canisters to Countess Beatrice via HAT. Those should be about the right size to go through, right?