It is only after Shoot has summoned the bullets that he now realises they fire during regen.

He's an absolute shot-for-brains.

But, surprisingly, it still worked as planned, with The Destroyer taking a fair amount of damage.

"wait, it still worked"

"what"

"i mean yeah, I MEANT TO DO THAT."

"wrecked."

---

Shoot hears a loud shouting from the distance. It was massively powerful and especially dragony. Shoot has no clue what was shouted or what was the outcome of the shouting, but he felt compelled to attempt it.

Shoot inhales as much as he can, and then begins the shout:

"Bacon...-"

Shoot feels the power (or something) surging through his lungs. He finishes his shout with a mighty:

"AND [big]EGGS!"[/big]

A pink whatever is shot from Shoot's mouth into the Barrel of the Flandre's Iris. Shoot opens up his mouth and shoots the projectile back where it came from, ready for whatever power may come to him.

Shoot chokes on Pink Mage Robes for (1) Damage!

Shoot then eats the (Strawberry?) Mage Robes, restoring the (1) Hot Pocket he lost.

An unsuccessful attempt at learning the Dragon Language, but at least it cheered up DarkSide.

---

With the tasty shenanigans over, Shooty starts to wonder why Xavier hasn't responded to his letter. Surely he doesn't have anything important to do, like destroy everything, be edgy or get interrogated.

Shoot knew Xavier was an edgelord, but he didn't realise he was a slow edgelord. Maybe Xavier is just ignoring him? How rude! Shoot feels it necessary to send Xavier another letter.

Shoot undestroys the evidence, and begins writing.

---

To Xavier,

If you are reading this, then I want to tell you that you are slow. And impolite. And rude. And impolite.
It is with these facts in mind that I now ask you to

Yeah.
I bet you feel terrible now.
You are terrible.
Impolite.

Worst Pen Pal Ever.

Sincerely,
Shootsmell Booplord

---

Shootster sends it off just like last turn, breaking the game rules once more.

"kerfuffle the police"

---

[big]Actions:[/big]

The Destroyer seems to be close to finally kicking the bucket. Shoot predicts that it will take him only one more shot to get rid of this impolite and ill-mannered ruffian.

Shoot says something witty and philosophical to The Destroyer about how life just leads to an eventual death, trying to make it sound as brutal and cold-blooded as he possibly can.

He's not very good at this, plus The Destroyer doesn't really look like he's listening. Destroyers these days, they can never appreciate the words of wisdom / pure nonsense that one can speak / push out of their mouth.

He decides to instead just yell "lel nopescope snipe time bois" and take the shot.

> Flandre's Iris shot at The Destroyer.
> "pleasekillpleasekill"

Originally posted on 2016-11-15 02:06:00

"So there is in fact a way. Good to know. But, y'know, you could have said it without being an ass about it. Besides, we've already got physical force down pretty well, wouldn't you say? Hah."

He turns to Chloe, and laughs a bit.

"<Hahah, yeah, I could have just lifted you to the roof for a second if I wanted. But I just wanted an excuse to do Draconic stuff. Also, consider it my gift to you. If there are any dragons in this mindscape, now you can commune with them easily.>"

And then Tem!Roxxanne interrogates Xavier, and he hears some... VERY questionable things come from his mouth. Namely, his prospects of greed, fame, and showing off his "talent". Almost IMMEDIATELY after they exit the Basement... "<Excuse us for a second.>" DarkSide grabs Xavier by his collar, and, to his dismay, Roxxanne was literally right next to him. A simple tap on the shoulder was enough to grab his attention and tell him to stop in his tracks. No fancy Thyme-related stuff needed.

And she spoke. And the dragon listened, and responded, albeit reluctantly, as if trying to hold something violent back.
"Oh, fine. You'd probably do the job better than me anyway... Listen, Xavier, you got lucky today, but remember... I have my eye on you. I don't trust you for a second."
He turns his head to Roxxane or clone equivalent.
"..." Oddly enough, he was trying to say something to Roxxanne, but he was failing to come up with any words. Though he doesn't seem malicious in any way towards Roxxanne; just lost for words.
Though he managed to force it out eventually. "...Thank you. For keeping my temper in check. Multiple times." A truly genuine remark.
[small][small][small]"(oh god somebody sandpaper my tongue augh oh forget it i'm going to light a fire in my mouth that should work right)"[/small][/small][/small]
And with that, he gets out of there, back onto the roof. Flight.

"I'm not in a very good mood. Anyone got anything to che-"

Then Shoot decides to do a thing. A slightly ridiculous thing, but a thing hilarious to dragonkind. Upon using this delicious-sounding shout, Dark then explodes into a fit of laughter at the sheer 'What.' factor. "Hah, alright, that lightened my mood a bit."

---

I decide to join the Operative in the fight against OSP if he goes.
"I don't care what you once were. All I care about is that you came out better because of it. But either way, let's crush that bone monstrosity! Combat's a good stress release agent, I found."

Originally posted on 2016-11-15 05:45:00

===SECRETPOST===
I'm actually just posting because Ware's stats updated









Originally posted on 2016-11-15 22:11:00

Now, we just can't have that, can we?

----The Abandoned House----

I calmly and quietly touch DarkSide's draconic tail the instant he grabs hold of Xavier by the neck. Involuntarily, DarkSide shudders, and then transforms into an orb the size of a baseball. I naturally toss it at whatever destination he would approach himself to first. I proceed to talk as if he was there, because of course, he can hear me anyways. Let me be clear, Dark-you're not getting the chance to get any farther because of your first impulse. You're out of here. "I thought, DarkSide, that it was your will to preserve a warrior code? I killed Redstone, and viciously, but I kill only the insane and destitute who could never hope to change-like Redstone. That is an extremely dire step and I reserve it for those who are physically and mentally unable to seek change and thus redemption. Until then, you shan't lay a hand on the jerk, however much of a jerk he is or whatever you believe he deserves. A warrior's code is to protect the weak. Xavier, however much a villian he is, is also weak, in both body and spirit, and ergo under your protection. You, please stay away."

I turn/TP to Gladius. "Gladius, I would politely ask you remove yourself from this location to instead go, say, murder Origin Skeleton Prime. Or help in that. IF the house suffers to burn...Well, we won't really care for the house itself but we are in it and so is Xavier. If he would live, first and foremost...He must not burn to death before we're done here. I'll keep you in contact, though."

I turn back to Xavier. "Well! Now that that is done, we'll need to cut into the price of defeat on your part. Your information would never do, of course, not alone, not for what you've done to us. But before I do, regarding your motivations... While I cannot fault 'Science' as a motivation in theory, in practice, Ethics committees would look at what you've done to accomplish most of your work for a second-just counting the girl, mind-and would seize you, throw you in jail, and if the work is seen as overall beneficial enough to continue rather than horrific enough to completely destroy on the spot, then they would continue it without credit to you. Either way, you expire in jail and forgotten for your wanton cruelty far surpassing the goal of science. What you have done is not considered 'science,' Xavier, it is considered-and thus, is-sociopathic action and torture. So, no fame nor fortune. Most people are like your sister, and would react like your sister has to the wanton destruction you have wrecked upon her livelihood. This ignores several complicating factors, but that is the raw gist of it. If any discovered what you did to get this far, you'd be reviled. We have the footage and we have, courtesy of you, the information needed to incriminate you at any time we please. Gladius is emotionally involved with the issue you have presented-I'd bet not so much to a court of peers and brethren. Then again, I doubt you'd call anyone a peer, so perhaps it's all just unfair for poor, miserable Xavier."

"... Gladius. I will ensure his life and his freedom, so long as I have a few vows from your brother, solemnly taken and irreversible in nature," I say to Gladius. "Xavier, before this, two vows must be made of you. Whether we decide you will be the Morality Core again or not is irrelevant; if you like your whole being intact as you are right now, you will give us two things. First, your work. I want it. Not just the code and work of Ire, as well; I want all of it, every robot you possess to our services in escaping this place, and every schematic for them as well so that we may replicate them later, should the means become available. The schematics, how to produce them, including the God Hand-I mean it, everything that could benefit us. Nia will remain in her tank, fully functioning, before you think to pervert this deal."

"The other vow is your use in combat. Whether you would acknowledge it in your list of accomplishments or not, you are capable of putting up a fight, and that means you are capable of helping us fight our way out of here-services currently more valuable than diamonds, and thus I will it that you join us for our expedition out of here. If you have any hope of leaving, you'd have to do it anyways, after all. Fight with us. Get us out of here."

"Being that she is emotionally inclined to your aid, even after all of this...Nothing Gladius says will make me shake on this, Xavier. If you refuse, I cannot let you into the hands of your sister, who was the only one to vouch for your life. Trust me, Xavier-I want to harm you. The most carnal desires of vengence threaten to overtake me and my compatriots. Plus, with our deal, you lose nothing except the uniqueness of what you hold and what you would already lose or have already lost. Please, Xavier. I feel almost as if another part of me is begging to tear into your very essence and seeing what kinds of torments I could inflict that I could never even dream of without this Thyme circulating through me...No. Something is. And I will not let that have such easy control over me."

----Flumpty's Jam (to be edited later)----

From Ire:
cc: Ah, hello again, Roxxanne.
cc: I see you've met some of my nearly-successful brethren.
cc: 13 in particular; Xavier came oh-so-close with him!
cc: But you want advice. And I'll be glad to give it to you again.
cc: So, 13. As I said before, 13 was nearly perfected. However, it seems that the more restrictions on the code that he places to keep the Butterfly out, the more violently the "release" is when those restrictions eventually fail.
cc: But you want combat advice. One important thing to note is that the "main" body of 13 acts as a sort of "entropic dislocation device" that randomly displaces those who touch it into an abyss of pain and misery.
cc: After some time, those sucked in will be spit out of little fissures in reality, which also seem to be this iteration's weakpoint.
cc: The creature is also capable of growing "fruit", which will eventually hatch into ravenous beasts that'll surely cause you some grief. It can also "steal" entities that'd grow in whatever slot the fruit is stealing...
cc: Also, once the specimen drops to 1 HP, try to stay close. It'll really splinter the map if you let it survive, and if it does survive, it helps to be right next to it so that you aren't swept away.
cc: Now, as for Nia...
cc: Well, she was developed after me.
cc: She's here, though. Where I am, outside of the Mindscape.
cc: Chaos has seen her with some observational drones and scans/ She seems more stable there; she has bodily control, and seems to even have her own entourage.
cc: I wish I could tell you more. But she's beyond my time.
cc: So sorry, Roxxanne!
cc: Anything else? I won't be here for long...

ua: Would you know of any alternative canidates for becoming the Morality Core?
ua: I take it you already know what I'm talking about...If you don't: Flumpty stole from Xavier, and I stole the essence of it from Flumpty, but I'm not sure if Xavier should become it again...And we can't be it, naturally.

...With that out of the way.

"Kevin, such a gentleman! Shame you're a murderous psychopath and I'm trying really hard to not be a murderous psychopath and downgrade to 'just' a murderous but reasonably sane person! Sorry, kind of!"

EXE will start out her turn by summoning a Code Construct at P15. She will then teleport to G12. She'll do her random conversino of a tile in Range 5 into a Glitching Code Tile. She can't see me so she can't do Telekinesis, and I wouldn't want her to really move me anywhere anywways. She then siphons some HP from Blam into her MP.
I will first start a summon at I6, chargin' it up.
I will move to F11 and use a neato trick to one-shot Blam. Kind of. Retreatin' to D16 afterwards
I will then obliterateriner the nearby Abyss tile, then move back up to D9.
The Bird Flipper will crank out Give it to 'em, disabling Regen but making Flipping Out lose its cap and have Screw You work in Splash 5. He then moves up to N9, dealing no worthy damage to Flumpty at all. Hit it, bro! I dare you!

I first do exactly what I just 'said' I would do, that is to say toss a summon at I6. I'm looking for a really big badass for this one, and I dunno who's gonna come out of there, but it's gonna be BADASS. I know it.

I then shuffle over to F11, behind Blam. "You shouldn't have counted your chickens before they hatched! Now, you have no chickens, colon three! As for you...Uh, sorry about this? I don't quite like it but I need you gone." I reach up with my arms. all of my arms. Blam is distracted from stopping me by the sheer amount of arms I possess, because I clearly opted to reveal the hidden [REDACTED] other arms I had. He doesn't notice I'm reading out into the ceiling and pulling somethin' down! I call it a Rainheart, after an Overwatch Hero who's name I forgot! He's big, burly, in massive plate armor, with a giant hammer, and he has no head! But he has a face! On his back! It's the shoop-da-woop face! I place it down on the ground, expendin' a ton of magical energies (like, I dunno, 100 or so?) to bring it to life!

"Time's up, let's fire my lazor! LEEROOOOOOOOOOOOP DA WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOKINS!!!" Goes Rainheart, as he activates his pinning ability and his backwards-firing mouth laser. No, I am perfectly fine. The laser is purely cosmetic. The forward thrust isn't! Advanced targeting systems force Blam to get caught (yeah! Eat my 100% Accuracy!) and hopelessly carried off by Rainheart, directly ahead, into the Shattered's outstretched appendage! Because the Shattered doesn't care for your siwwy physics, his arm is bigger than the thing itself! Naturally, Rainheart and Blam are both sucked into the abyss of pain and doom! But Blam doesn't get off that quickly. "I AM A TEAPOT, FILLED WITH SALTY ITALICS." says Rainheart, as his self-destruct sequence activates! Blam is pinned, so he can't do anything about it! And thus, the story of Rainheart and Blam ends with an explosion inside the Shattered's abyss of doom. I dunno how that works! I move to D16 after that. Yaaaaay! 3 down! :3

I'm right next to an Abyss Tile in the corner. I can't have that. It's stupid. I pull out a Keyblade! It can unlock anything! Including the, uh, the dead-ness of this Abyss chunk! Yeah! That is a totally logicalness and nothing has ever made more sense evarh. I point the Keyblade at the Abyss Chunk, and a cute keyhole thingy pops up on it! It starts glowing with light, and the Abyss Tiles writhe in...Thinginess. I think. I proceed to then use Strike Raid on the Abyss Tile! I have no clue how that even works! But I pull out a different keyblade for time number two. And three. And four. And five.

And six hundred and fourty-one, because the one between then was Ultima Weapon and Ultima Weapon is Ultima Weapon. Ultimate awesome. :3 In fact, I know a super awesome trick. I press a sequence of buttons hidden within Ultima Weapon's graceful form, causing it to softly glow a soothing cyan light...For a second, before it unleashes a GIANT LAZOR BEAM! Pew pew! Die die! But that's not all! It proceeds to turn into its true form, which is a giant laser cannonball gun! IT's a gun that fires cannonballs that shoot lasers! I proceed to rapid-fire this peice of awesome into the Abyss Tile for, eh, let's say a period lasting about 5 minutes, before just tossing the thing into there with the trigger taped down.

It then explodes, for good measure.

I move to D9, away from the badness areas.

Originally posted on 2016-11-16 02:23:00

Chlorin moves to C6, :shoot: s the Chaos Ray, and GTFOs to D4.

Clone Chlorin then says the following to Xavier:

Well, there's a tried and true loophole to what you'll do to us. We can just instantly off ourselves whenever we want.
Now if you excuse me, I'll be going and helping those vibrating cat-do- I mean Temmies.

Clone Chlorin goes to Bill's Shrine and crumples the Anti-Temmie poster before throwing it off the mountain. Clone Chlorin then drops off 100 Cobblestone and 20 Wooden Planks near the Hardhat Temmies for extra materials.

Originally posted on 2016-11-16 04:25:00

Update's finished. Nothing too crazy today, but be careful in the Foe Rush!

Originally posted on 2016-11-16 04:37:00

HealerX goes to the Abandoned House.

metalheadMedic has logged into Pesterchum.

MM: Somebody pay for +ha+ guy's funeral, because I'm defini+ely no+ doing +ha+.
MM: You're not a very ethical scientist, are you?

HealerX then kood-aid mans into the OSP fight.

--SALT WRATH--
HealerX grabs the Saltfury, and the Concentrated Salt Orb. He puts the latter on an Arcane Pedestal, and focuses a few beams outta nowhere into it.

Hybridization is at 0%. The beams increase in size.

Hybridization is at 25%. The beams gain many colors.

Hybridization is at 33%. The salt grows stronger.

Hybridization: 50%. A flash of what happened in P&S seems to appear in the Salt Orb.

Hybridization: 80%. The beams glow an extreme white. A symbol of the Splinter Flagship appears on the Orb.

Hybridization: 100%. The Concentrated Salt Orb is now attuned to Chaos' memories of AscensionCraft, and is now pulling from the infinite resource known as Alicia Salt.

HealerX places the Concentrated Salt Orb into the Saltfury's "star." The Saltfury starts transforming.

After a few minutes, it finishes. It looks more like the Star Wrath, and probably performs like it, too. HealerX takes a swing at a nearby patch of land. A barrage of stars infused with Alicia Salt rains down on it.

INPUT: 1 Saltfury, 1 Concentrated Salt Orb
OUTPUT: Salt Wrath: Yesy.
Can't really think of stats for this one. GM decides.
----
Permission to use the Hard-Light Projector/buy a clone of it for use in crafting something?

Originally posted on 2016-11-16 04:55:00

Move to H11, toss Firebomb at M9 and detonates (Probe cleaning and you gotta stay away from that or you get blasted) and move back to G12 while Temcey moves to E9, Mindcrushes the evil Notmary and go to F8.

Originally posted on 2016-11-16 11:49:00

After seeing the things that Xavier had done, hearing the words Xavier said, watching as the group of himself, Xavier, Darkside, probably clone Roxxane, and Gladius go down into the basement, witnessing what had happened to Nia, returning upstairs, and noting everything about the situation... he does a very odd thing.

He turns to Xavier and lets out three short laughs.

"Well. WELL WELL WELL. That's what you want to do. Leave. You know... that makes sense. You think that once you leave, once you're free of this world, you'll have free reign to do anything you want or intend to do out there, don't you... Well, look. I came from out there and into here. And, let me tell you something. People like you? People like I used to be?"

The Operative pauses to let his words sink in, slowly leaning in closer to Xavier, until the latter can see the barely-restrained psychopathy running rampant in his mechanical eyes.

"We're dime a dozen out there. The market on sociopaths who'll do anything in the name of science... It's SO over-saturated. There are enough divisions of sociopathic scientists in the company I work for alone that they could probably be fielded as armies, for the purpose of waging planetary war. And for each of us out there, there's also so many different experiments, things that people like ourselves tried to do out of interest... and they all keep going wrong. That's part of the reason why I left that particular job in the dust behind me. Now... I suppose you're wondering why I'm referring to us as if we're similar. The truth is? You remind me so much of how I was."

"Back a long time before the events happening today, here and now, there was a theory posed. The idea of insanity's power. You see, some of the people of various worlds have noticed that power and insanity seem to tie almost hand in hand with one another... and, given one of those people was my boss, a gigantic metallic abomination over 60 times as old as the universe, naturally I and a group of other scientists were called upon to begin experiments, find out exactly whether these claims were true. In fact, there were two different sets of experiments. I was one of the leading players of the first set, a privately-funded experimental research team working on something known as the Destrier project to those who were allowed to know of it, and known as certain death to those who wanted to find out about it but weren't allowed to know. Well, when I say death, I mean something worse than that..."

"You see, in order to be able to have insanity to begin with, one needs to be able to induce that effect. And in order to induce that effect, some terrible, HORRIBLE things had to be done. You think what you did to Nia was bad, I bet... Well, the actions done in the Destrier project, in the hope of finding power through sheer insanity, they so completely blow your experiments out of the water that it's not even a fair comparison, and for one simple reason. They were all designed to utterly shatter the mind of the experiment subjects. And, heh, they definitely worked at that. Unfortunately, they worked far too well. It took us so many attempts, and many days that dragged on to weeks, even months, going through subject after subject after dozens of subjects. Each one who came in would be subjected to everything we could think of to utterly destroy what sort of coherency their minds possessed. And, at long last, after at least two months and at least six dozen subjects, we finally hit upon a success. The first functional Destrier... well, insomuch as something like them could be considered functional. Since we hadn't expected it to work and were almost continuing the experiments just for kicks and funding, the majority of us decided to call it Destrier Zero."

The Operative smirks.

"Of course, in the excitement at having an operational, successful experiment subject, we neglected to actually think about safety features, and so our subject escaped. And, let me tell you, those experiments we did? The idea of power from madness? THEY WORKED. They worked so well, in fact, that I am bar none the ONLY survivor of the original team of scientists who set out to make our little project work. All of the rest were killed in such a variety of interesting ways... one guy got turned into a tricycle."

"After that, of course, the only logical response was to try again, with fresh scientists. And that gave rise to the second long wait for a success... yes, this was run twice, I mentioned that fairly early on. Anyway, I was enlisted again in order to help the new team with my experience on the old team, yadda yadda yadda, another success when we ran out of subjects and one of the new scientists ordered HIMSELF be used as a subject. And that's how Destrier White was made. To be honest, I'm not sure where he might have gone either..."

The Operative pauses, realizing the massive tangent he went off on.

"Look, long story short, you'd be nothing new to the world outside here, no matter what you try to do."

He then pauses.

"And, just for the record? The person I used to be... I really do not like who I used to be. That was back when I'd only recently been augmented, back when I was full of anger for the world, at the fact that my life had been ripped from me to push me into a new one where everything was so hard to go through. In one day, I had lost my family, my friends, my home, and a fair amount of my dignity after trying to stand up with broken legs. Back then, I cared for nothing but myself, and saw everything else as either a resource or an obstacle. Younger me... He was a little shit, in every regard. And you remind me SO. MUCH. OF. HIM."

The Operative glares at Xavier with each heavily-emphasized word he almost spits out, before finally relenting and stepping away from him. As he turns to exit the building, he seems to be evading the gaze of everyone present, mostly out of anger at Xavier, misdirected anger at Darkside and Roxxanne... and quite the obvious degree of shame when he tries not to look at Chloe.

"...If anyone can bear to fight alongside me anymore right now, I'm gonna go beat up Origin Skeleton Prime. Tanky things like that fusion make for great stress relief. Chloe, if you have any objections, just... I dunno, grab me by the back of the neck and do whatever it happens to be that you intend to do. I wouldn't be surprised if you turn out to be wanting a moment in private, after what part of my past I decided to talk about today."

And, as he said, he walks over to the OSP area, stopping and standing in place. Slowly, he glares up at OSP, noting the armament the skeleton is packing, and raises his katana, electrical currents surging through his body. That is, unless he gets grabbed by Chloe...

Originally posted on 2016-11-16 11:55:00

I loot anything left in the hidden lab, then bail.

Originally posted on 2016-11-16 18:32:00

I emulate Redstone's spirit and guard.

I abscond from the Foe Rush.

A brick with a note taped to it lands somewhere near Xavier.

"HELLO, XAV-IER

-I MUST -INFORM YOU

THAT YOU SUCK AT TH-IS GAME

S-INCERELY YOURS,

PROJECT ANAMATRON-IC"

Originally posted on 2016-11-16 20:31:00

Mabuz moves to G8 and will revive Insert.

Originally posted on 2016-11-16 21:08:00

honestly, this post doesnt even have a purpose anymore
/null

Originally posted on 2016-11-17 02:08:00

well, this post has even LESS purpose. HA
/null

Originally posted on 2016-11-17 04:59:00

I use autorevive on myself.

Originally posted on 2016-11-17 18:11:00

Lyra is still very... asleep? Either way, nothing much is still happening.

Originally posted on 2016-11-18 00:15:00

dop

Originally posted on 2016-11-18 01:08:00

<TURN ONE-HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-SIX>
...I should probably make a motion to stop random, ultimately unused posts. It's a tad annoying.

-3.2 seconds later, a wild teag posts-

...What the gorilla did I just say.

cc: i'll probably just rip ur pos(t) nex(t) (t)ime

...So, update.

Teag leaves the Foe Rush, and goes to chill in the Alcove, fully healing him. You then decide to read a random book. It's the Book of Death a really nice book about a person getting carved up because they ate a key. Battlefury then channels the power of the 4000th post to dog all of Xavier's robots. Given that they have no battle to be in, they just sorta awkwardly sit there until they explode. Xavier is absolutely livid.

ut: WHAT THE gorilla
ut: YOU ALREADY WON! DID YOU REALLY NEED TO GO AND DO THAT, YOU INSIGNIFICANT gorilla?
ut: I'LL gorillaING KILL YOU!

Chloe works to keep him restrained using Pyrokinesis, trying her hardest to resist the urge to burn him. Meanwhile, Shoot 'learns' the Dragon Language, and also chokes on some robes. He then sends another letter to Xavier... which he still can't get to reading. Seriously, he's getting restrained and interrogated and stuff. You're certain he'd love to "suck lemons" though. Alt then heads to the Temmie Superstore, and buys the Multielemental Rune. New elemental variants for Fireball and Firebomb have been learnt, and Beam can now be of any element!

Darkside then sorta-converses with Xavier. You say something about being lucky. He's still furious.

ut: LUCKY?! YOU'RE THE LUCKY ONES.

You then also mention combat being a good stress reliever. Chloe, still angry, lets out a shaky "yeah" before re-focusing her attention on restraining Xavier. Roxxanne then talks with Chloe, and some others. Chloe's still amazingly stressed.

ga: Y-Yeah. I'll go. I'll go kill it.
ga: J-Just don't hurt him while I'm not here. Pl-Please.

She stops restraining Xavier, and waits for you to finish talking to him before leaving. Xavier simply snarls as you list his sins to him, and why he'd be arrested and such the moment he took a step outside. The siblings listen as you list some options for Xavier. Once you finish, Xavier's the first one to speak, sounding somewhat... rational.

ut: You know what?
ut: Fine. You can have what you want.
ut: Just give me some time.

He glares at the piles of dog matter that was once the God Hands.

ut: ...and new mechanical hand-droids.

He heads over to the terminal, and his hands begin to whir around the keyboard at dizzying speeds. Screens flash by in the blink of an eye; screens of code and schematics. About eight minutes later, when all's said and done, a USB stick emerges out of a little port next to the Terminal. He hands it to you.

ut: Here's my data reserves, you ungrateful little gorilla.

Data Stick obtained.

ut: If you really want me to help you, go get me some new God's Hands.
ut: I can work so much better with those.

Chloe seems to calm down a little, her flames flickering out.

ga: You're actually serious?
ut: But of course, dearest sister.

Chloe glares at Xavier, then sighs.

ga: T-Thanks.
ga: That still won't change what you've done to Nia though, you gorilla...

...Xavier has joined the party, thanks to death threats!
...This can't possibly be a good idea.

Clone Chlorin then talks with Xavier for a bit.

ut: Eh, I could always stop you before then. Gigantic-hand-drones tend to be good at restraining people.
ut: Then again, you in particular may be an action bomb. That'd be annoying.

Chlorin then flings the Anti-Temmie poster off of Nightmare Mountain, before dropping off some supplies with the Temmies. The Temmies actually seem to be rather happy about this, and say that they'd give you a skillpoint if you could supply about 9,900 more Cobblestone, and 980 more Wood Planks of any type. HealerX then uses a Concentrated Salt Orb to upgrade the Saltfury into the Salt Wrath! The weapon's splash goes from 1 to 2. That might be dangerous, but exceptionally handy.

The Operative then backstory dumps onto Xavier. Xavier only seems rather pissed that you effectively called him a little gorilla. Chloe listens attentively, and by the time you're done, she's tearing up. As you head off to go and fight Origin Skeletron Prime, Chloe follows you out of the house, and walks along with you.

ga: I-Is that all really true?
ga: You can't be like him- you couldn't be like him!
ga: ...

She remains silent, until you reach the area right outside of Origin Skeletron Prime's lair. She grabs you by the shoulder, her flames burning hot.

ga: ...It doesn't matter whether that's true or not.
ga: I don't care about your past, and whether you helped do those awful things or not.
ga: What really does matter is that you changed.
ga: Despite everything that happened you; your losses, your pain, and your past, you became better. You became a wonderful person. A friend to those you fight alongside. A person that I love.
ga: ...and that gives me hope.

She grips your hand tightly.

ga: Tell me.
ga: ...do you think that Xavier could change, too?
ga: ...could you help him...?

...No matter your answer, she follows you into the Creature Testing Chamber, where Origin Skeletron Prime resides. Two fearsome blue eyes stare right through you, their light cutting through the weak dark of the room. Smoke splurges out from the artificial mouth of the beast, rolling out onto the thick black metal that makes up the room. Chloe steps forward, Lightform at the ready, formed into her signature blade; a gladius. A fabricated roar rips through the room, but the two of you remain steadfast in the face of this greater danger.

ga: Let's reduce this thing to cinders!





[big]You are accosted by...[/big]




Several others move in to join the fight! Meanwhile, Soup decides to loot the rest of the Hidden Lab. This nets you a Broken Stasispod, and a Not Particularly Large Stone Middle Finger. You opt to leave the plans there because they're kinda worthless. It might be worth reading over them again, though. Jon then tells Xavier that he sucks at this game. Given all of the verbal abuse he's suffered today, this doesn't really phase him.

...meanwhile, Roxxanne also sends a message to Ire.



<BATTLE: FLUMPTY'S JAM, TURN FIVE>
[small]Everything is fine. Don't resist. Let me claim you, child. It'll be better this way. We can be perfect. I can be perfect.[/small]

<BATTLE: FLUMPTY'S SKY OF BIRDS, TURN ERR>
The battle refuses to move, as that'd be kinda rude.

<BATTLE: FOE RUSH ZONE THREE, TURN THREE>
There's a lot of foes spawning in next round; almost certainly foes from the Nightmare! Be careful! Some of you are also still near death. You might want to fix that.

<BATTLE: CREATURE TESTING CHAMBER, TURN ZERO>
Origin Skeletron Prime is a tough foe; to defeat him, you'll need a healthy amount of splash, focus-fire, and coordination! If I were you, I'd try and find a way to get to the Spawner Arm and kill that; it's a huge threat with how it can spawn skeletons!

Originally posted on 2016-11-18 01:10:00

sandwich



compulsiveStoryteller: hey xavier could i have a laptop
cs: i haven't had any access to the internet since i got in here
cs: it makes me sad
cs: :c
cs: also you aren't in any real position to say no so

teag also talks to gladius
cs: yo gladius i think ur gonna explode
cs: plz go to your nearest area-where-nobody-is-and-you-can-explode-without-damaging-anybody area

Originally posted on 2016-11-18 01:10:00

i dog the Bark Robes with 1000 condensed dog blocks.

Dog: Move to G8, use Patch Quilt on Mabuz

Battlefury: Guard, and eat 2 pieces of halloween candy.

Clone:


CRAFTING: Input: 1x (dogified) Bark Robes xProbablyatonDogMaterials xplentyofcobbole Annoying dog x2 Entropy Fragments


I decide to upgrade the Bark Robes, ritual-style because i couldn't figure out any other way off the top of my head. Regardless, lets begin with the Altar of Dog, shall we?

Firstly, i grab 50 or so cobblestone, and proceed to spend the next hour shaping it into a simple altar, like those ones used for prayer. Next, i weave some (6) Silkweed into Silk, with which i weave a beautiful red cloth, which has many, many dogs woven into it, shining various colors. I then use 1 hallowed and 1 Titanium to create two ritualistic candles, complete with fragrant red dogwax made of compressed dog residue. Next up, i simply use the Dog Residue 1000 times, and apply the result to the Altar, firmly cementing it as something that has been dogged.

Next, i take 3 hallowed ingots, and melt them into a floating orb of molten hallowed ingots. I promptly use the Dog Residue 200 times, and infuse the resulting dog residue into said orb, before throwing in a couple of dog ingots, which join in the swirling mass of metal, dog, and dog metal. I then proceed to make a dog much like the one topping the former Holy Dog Staff, except somewhat larger, and with glowing red ruby eyes. Dancing dogs crave themselves into the outer shell of the dog, dancing and frolicking happily upon it's metal surface, red contrasting with the near-gold of the Hallowed.

I then use 3 wooden planks to create a simple pedestal for the dog to sit upon. I place both on the Altar, and cover the Altar in both hallowed and cinder bark, using one of each to coat the aforementioned stand in both. I then place it down. Barks bark start to emanate from the Altar, seemingly bark radiating outward just like other perfectly normal, non-supernatural and totally realistic bark soundwaves. Regardless of the relevence of that, i take 25 pieces of cobble and heavily compress it into a compressed stone brick. I repeat this eight times, for a total of 200 cobble expended.

I proceed to crave small holes into the ground around the altar in a ritualistic manner, sliding the compressed stone bricks into the ground quite easily. Oddly enough, easily-modifiable runes that store naught but magic in their current form are craved into the stone, while the stone seems oddly modified to be more modifiable on it's own. To start with however, i use the dog residue 40 times, then divide the result across all the runes, which in addition to allowing me to better modify them due to my natural control over dog, also means that even overly weak runes will provide some additional energy, in the form of dog.

Anyway, onto the runes. The first up seems to be somewhat simple. What shall it be? Hmm.
[big]FIRE[/big]

But of course, Fire. One of the most basic and trival, yet primal and destructive, of elements. It both grants it's warmth and heat to those in need of it, yet punishes those who are not careful with blazing infernos, reducing all they know around them to ashes. Of course, there are many different types of fire in our world- and though Indigo and Amethyst both stand out, neither are present here. Thus, fire can be considered many things.
But it certainly has power.

Before i then to properly crave in the first, i decide to create a basic tool for creating and craving runes, providing useful precision. I create a small cylinder using one Hallowed bar, about half the size of a soda can. I then proceed to use 2 Durasteel and one diamond to create a diamond tip, which i cover in runes baring the knowledge of runemaking. This runemaking tool will be refered to as the Runic Pen. I then summon some gold dust, and cover the tip in it. It's supposed to contain a golden cylinder and function as a pen of sorts, grinding the gold into equally-enchantable dust. I, of course, will make a 3d model at school-

Crap, i don't have school until monday.

Regardless, i create the Runic Pen.

I proceed to continue the crafting of the fire rune. I craft many runic images into the base stone, those of fire used for warmth, those of it being used for it's heat. And then, i carve in the other runes. The images of destruction. A single fire, from a mere oven, growing to engulf and consume a city, and an image of the ashes and skeletons afterward. To top it off, i crave an image of the Infernal torment, utterly destroying it's target, and a great image of the Origin Blaze, enscrolled in runes of it's own, blazing brightly.

Thus, the first rune, that of Fire, the Warmthbringer and the Eternal Inferno, begins to glow brightly, imbued with it's respective element.

The next, of course, is both what fire is the bane of, and fire's bane.

[big][big]ICE[/big][/big]

Ice is simply frozen water, but can signify a lot of things.

Sometimes, ice represents an obstacle. A massive glacier can block passives, or prevent the use of a river. This, of course, is passively channeled in the spell Ice Pillar. Sometimes, it represents fortification. It can represent transformation, from a certain point of view- Ice is just solid water. Ice, or rather cold, can also be used to signify lonelyness and death. And it is by no fault of their own that a person who is ruthless and efficient could be considering a cold, cruel person. Shivering is also linked with cold for obvious reasons.

Ultimately, Ice is up to interpetation: Will you block your enemies with massive glaciers of pure ice, or kill them by freezing them to death? Do you use it to represent death, or maybe something else? Is that cold shiver going up your spine the shocking coldness of what that person just said, or a supernatural sign to be worried. Then again, most elements require interpetation to fully "understand", but ice is a plain slate in comparison to some others.

Thus, i carve into the ice rune magicks of cold and ice, images of massive barriers of pure ice summoned in an instant by a mage, while in other images an unlucky fellow suffers the agony of being frozen by a powerful spell. In yet another, a great titan covered in great armor, built of runically enchanted ice, absorbs blow after blazing blow from a pyromancer. In yet another, a flame is shown melting the ice, only for the water to extinguish the flame.
Of course, all the aforementioned carving is done with the Runic Pen.
Thus, the ice rune begins to glow a bright, yet light, blue, energy simmering around the Altar as it glows with Fire and Ice.

Onto the next, the third of the DTG: Chaos elemental Trio
[big][big]ELECTRIC[/big][/big]

Electric is simply electricity. And electricity is simply a form of energy.
But let's keep with the electricity theme for the most part. I don't want to write an essay on hydroelectric power.

Anyway, Electric, being energy-based, can represent a lot. For starters, it represents things like electricity and lightning. Yet, it can also represent many other things, due to it's nature. It can represent freedom, due to it's somewhat wild and unpredictable behavior.. It can represent conductivity. It can be a source of, or even the fuel of, all life. And sometimes, just like fire can represent meaningless destruction, it can represent uncontrolled and uncontrollable power. And it can represent the potential to harness great power.

Though somewhat unstable, Energy is power incarnate, to an extent- Why throw rocks at your foes when you can simply throw them into paralyzed agony with some lightning from your fingertips? Or, why break a robot's tough shell when you can disable or overload it with electricity, provided they did not take a common sense class and simply employed insinuative material? And ultimately, when a creeper is struck by lightning, it rarely dies. Instead, charged by the lightning, it becomes a far greater menace, easily wrecking entire houses. For you see, when lightning strikes, the creeper is energized, and it's potential for annihilation is awakened, and dealt with improperly, becomes a utter nightmare. Imagine a charged Origin Creeper's explosion.

Now, that would be a sight to see.

But i'm getting off track. It's time to crave some runes.

I take the runic pen, and begin craving into the electric rune's compressed stone block images of power. Of freedom. Of Potential, unleashed by pure energy. Of Destruction, permitted by the unleashing of the potential. If i'm getting less detailed in my descriptions, it's because its 12:56 AM here, and i have been typing this for two fucking hours. Of pure power, ripping apart those who would choose to hide behind their simple fire and ice. Of tearing apart robotic and electrical entities, tearing them to shreds. I then cover the edges of the rune in 10 wire bits.

The Electrical Rune surges to life, with a blue-yellow glow, and electricity sparking in the air around the Altar.

Onto the next, one that i am standing on.
[big][big]EARTH[/big][/big]

Listen. Though earth has many interpretations, i'm kinda getting tired and intend to work until 2:00 AM on this thing, and franky, earth is sorta boring. It can represent life, as earth is host to much life, in the form of nature. Nature, for Earth is host to Nature, and from the Earth, nature sprouts, growing and evolving. Fortification, for much of the earth is strong, A determination and will to continue on, despite grevious wounds.

Anyway, i GET ON WITH IT and crave in runes, showing nature in all it's beauty, in a perfect paradise of nature. One image shows a person repelling attack after attack with an earthen shield, while another shows a treant coming to life, and smashing a man who dared to try and attack the nature with so much force, his body parts where launched across the forest. Yet another shows a person taking a great many attacks, but rising after each one, unrelenting, going on despite his wounds. Another shows a man using the power of earthbomb to push his enemy into a pit, killing them

The earth rune begins to glow bright green. A bright green aura emanates from the Altar of Dog, simmering the air with the power of the earth. Plants sprout in the area, growing under the natural influence of earth

[big][big]DARK [/big][/big]

Ah, Dark. the Classic element for evil overlords everywhere. Dark magic is a pretty wide range, but lets just define it as any spell that uses "negative energy", evilness, or morally questionable things/edginess as fuel for it's grandiose powers. Though the pure damage value of dark is not to be overrated, beyond it's pure damage value and edge value, it can be surprisingly bland, if effective due to the heavy damage increases. Though that tends to come at the cost of self-damage, or MP costs increases.

Though Dark in the mindscape seems to represent both dark magic and things chaos fears (example: chairs as weapons), it's mostly about investing a bit more than any element and in return wrecking your enemies. Depending on the cost and reward, this can be a very good thing, or a useless piece of shit that kills you to deal 1-3 damage to an enemy with 4 AC and 49 health. Regardless, properly exploited, Dark is a pretty good element.

Never the less, i proceed to take the Rune Pen, and crave in many dark runic images of long, shadows, with knifes for fingers! And Edgie_Ninja's for finger nails! It's like fuckign edgetown over here! I then crave in images of great pain, in exchange for far greater damage, among other exchanges of resources for MOAR DAMAGE!!!

THE DARK rune glows black, with a shade of red applied.

[big][big]Light[/big][/big]
note: lights color is white highlight to see

Ah, light. The so called-opposite of darkness. But, lets not get into tropes. Light, in this game, usually either fires out pure fracking destruction or expends damage to help allies, effectively making it a reverse of Dark in certain gimmicks. So, to put it simply, Light, when it's gimmick is employed, tends to take away damage in exchange for buffs or healing hit allies.

While light is the main element of Beam, Light is more of a support element than anything else, rapidity healing allies and buffing them, keeping the team in one piece. It's surpisingly simple, really.

I proceed to, taking the runic pen, crave in images of healing and the like into the Light Rune. Before long, it glows with a shimmering light.
big][big][big][b]
AIR[/big][/b][/big][/big]
Air is well, air. It's a rather simple, and honestly, rare element in terms of spells.
Air tends to focus around mobility or AoE effects, shoving people away before engulfing them in an aerial maelstorm. It also can grant flight, among other things, though it is focused on

I proceed to crave images of flight, air, and various other stuff onto the rune. It begins to glow a light blue, before wind begins to blow around the Altar.

[big][big]ENTR<0>PY[/big][/big]
Entropy isn't a formal element, but certainly is a big part of the end result.

Entropy is many things. For one, it's the gradual breakdown of reality. It can also refer to chaos, which can be in turn, referred to as change. Therefore, Entropy can be considered a constant, destructive, change. The reversion of everything to 0, abeit at a slow pace. Entropy is, by nature, unescapable. Fiction, after all, will decay eventually- it's only a matter of when Non-Fiction decays, which is happening, even as we speak, Though at a extremely slow pace.

Regardless, Entropy causes chaos, which can cause and even be considered change. Considering the end result of those robes is supposed to exploit the domonion over the elements and the resulting fusion of those elemental magjicks along with Dog to manipulate reality, Entropy is useful, as it both changes (lack of order or predictability) and destroys. (gradual decline into disorder.).

And so, i crave in the last images into the Rune. Images of the Chaos Butterfly, of great change and upheaval brought by a new revolution, of deterioration into dust, of one energy changing to another, of the energy reduced to pointless heat energy in the previous one, of shining and shimmering red scales, of an end brought about by the decay of everything into thermal energy, of a once glorious order entroping into naught but chaos.

And thus, with that in mind, i take the two Entropic Fragments, and proceed to imbue the Entropic Rune, right now just heavily compressed and modified cobblestone with runes and images of chaos written upon it, with the 2 Entropic Fragments. A rush of wind, and the rune grows an unearthly chaotic, dark-red, nearly blinding all those who would gaze upon it with sundering, yet shimmering, red light.

Finally, the Altar glows with the power of all the runes, the statue dog seeming to come alive. Barks emit from everywhere, as a bright glow shining with the power of all the previously described elements. The bark robes, which were just suddenly on the altar, begin to float up in the air, glowing with the same power. Just as the glow reaches a cresendo, a flash of black-on-white, the Annoying Dog, slams into and fuses with the Robes.

Moments later, the Alter glows at it's brightest, before a flash of light.

Suddenly all the runes, though still carved, though still faintly emanating power, seem to burn out, as does the Altar. And in just a moment, it's over. The Annoying Dog and the power of the ritual and the 8 ruins has been fused into the dogified bark robes, transforming them into the Ascendant Toby's Reality Manipulating Robes..

Ascendant Toby's Reality Manipulating Robes.: A robe made of the fur of the Annoying Dog tinted cobalt, lined with elemental runes. Unqiuely enough, due to the power of the Annoying Dog, they seem to have a life of their own, being the Annoying Dog in robe form, imbued with a pile of elements, including entropy. Notibly, it retains the signature black eyes, smiling mouth, and tail of the annoying dog, all of which, being living, have the ability to move around, and respawn with the wearer. The legs probably integrated with the robe. Somehow. It also emits barks, in addition to having the ability to greatly enhance the wearer's reality warping power.



Originally posted on 2016-11-18 01:23:00