I move to H12, use Wire Spark on the fossil, and retreat to H10.

I then vote for Earthquake.

Originally posted on 2017-07-16 00:38:00

Toast moves to F12, drops a heckton of damage on the Fossil, then retreats to G11. She also votes for Ice Beam.

~~

Future!Toast yells at the ground. The ground is intimidated into digging itself.

Originally posted on 2017-07-16 00:58:00

Emerald votes for Thunder Wave so that everything has 1 vote then moves to E1, although his health is so abysmal the Holy Ground probably wouldn't prevent him from dying if he got hit, and applies a fresh layer of Counter

Originally posted on 2017-07-16 01:11:00

Vote for Earthquake here

Roxxanne does not normally possess the ability to manipulate reality-she currently possesses the latter from Sadie's nonsense, however. Roxxanne flips the hell out upon meeting *some new weirdo* and does not even begin to hear him out or anything like that-Roxxanne, or well, Foxxanne, wants to be left the hell enough alone right now. This was plainly evident. And I do mean alone. The sudden appearance of anyone, especially someone she didn't immediately know or wasn't happy with would, as a usually tangential but equally obvious fact, would be terribly unappreciated no matter what.

This may explain the massive pillar of hot pink fire searing the hell out of the area she huffed off to and Roxxanne's insanely loud screaming.

When Roxxanne has a freak out, good lord she has a freakout.

The flames revert and unexist as suddenly as they exist-no forest fires, or anything of the sort. All the damage undone, like a snap of the fingers.

Foxxanne's face shows no sign of further irritation when she returns to the main group after that episode. "Sorry about that, nothing permanent. Another idiot chiming in with some stupid thing. Had to vent."

"...Why must everything be so needlessly stressful?" Foxxanne adds, mostly to herself.

Meanwhile, in the battle... "Disregarding your abysmal accuracy, if you're God-with the capital G and not the undercase g-then... What is your earliest memory? The very first thing you recall? Or is that some sort of secret divine knowledge I'm not allowed to know? Because, you know, if you're really God-with the capital G as opposed to the undercase g-then you'd have something that'd prove it. Also, if you're really that God, why are you taking the form of a fossil-why are you taking the form of something that already died? Also, if you're God, why can we harm and kill you? If you're really God, you're omnipotent and can't actually be harmed by our meager attempts at all-or miss, for that matter... Also, can we really just stop fighting you and move on with the final phase of the WARE fight without fuss? I mean, we both came here with hostile intentions but is it really necessary? So stupid..."

Roxxanne says, as she casually starts murdering more devouts. More specifically, Roxxanne moves to N4 and double-punches the 3rd Devout before retreating to O6.

Originally posted on 2017-07-16 06:15:00

Battle: Oppy laughs.

"Nice aim... not. You missed 7 times in a row. How did you even manage that? You even missed AGAIN when you made me throw a grenade! Man, you're terrible at this. Hey, here's a thought. Maybe try punching yourself in the face. Don't worry, you'll miss, I guarantee it."

He proceeds to vote for... earthquake, then heads on down to G11, rip a chunk out of the Fossil and crush it into naught but dust, then retreats up to H9 and starts doing the emote spam dance. Zed's emote spam dance, specifically.

RP: later.

Originally posted on 2017-07-16 17:22:00

"..."

...Should I be worried about the skin-cutting silence? Should somebody else be? I don't know, I'm just a narrator.

Silent moves to I10, and attacks the Fossil again. It starts Burning. Silent then moves back to L9.

[small]Ugh. I want to go play more Fate/Grand Order, but I finished all of the campaign at the moment...[/small]

Originally posted on 2017-07-16 20:01:00

I move to H4 and attack Devout 2.

Originally posted on 2017-07-16 22:34:00

Deep in the recesses of the earth, an ancient being is disturbed by a wacky quest to venture into the unknown depths. Well, it's actually just Mabuz, who hasn't really been moving for a while. Mindscapes being the way they are, his manifestation becoming buried and inactive. With the mithril vein almost reached by those in The Hole, it is really a coincidence that they managed to find him and his scythe embedded into the earthen wall of their tunnel. Mabuz's skeletal arm suddenly freed itself from the wall, followed by two legs. His limbs began to push against the wall. Loose dirt and stone shifted as the skeletal demon freed himself at last. Covered in a thick layer of stone particles, he tried to dust himself off and started coughing violently, even though he didn't have lungs.

"Looks like you found yourselves a museum exhibit." The icy blue flames that once populated his eye sockets re-materialized, once again acting as his eyes. "Admission is thirty dollars, but we accept any sort of payment here in The Hole." Mabuz chuckled to himself as he reached his arm out to his side. Immediately, his scythe burst from the wall and found itself in his bony grip once more. "Unfortunately I'm not here for idle chatter in a backyard sandbox, there's work to be finished here."

Mabuz tapped the ground with his scythe once, twice, and then three times in quick succession. A stone on the floor shifted, followed by many more being disturbed by something. The dark tunnel was bathed in an icy glow as Mabuz channeled energy. The stones shifted violently as a collection of bony limbs erupted from the floor of the hole. Bones crawled out of the ground, slithered across the floor, and floated through the air, slowly assembling themselves back together. Before Mabuz was now a group of stunted, dusty skeletons equipped with ancient mining gear; all of them infused with his signature frozen aura. "Shame, really. These chaps were relatively inches away from the mother lode before they perished down here. It's time for them to finish the job." Mabuz simply pointed downward and, as if it was all they ever knew, the skeletal miners got to work in digging ever deeper into the earth.


Originally posted on 2017-07-17 00:45:00

>Vote earthquake (I guess). Prime!DarkSide attempts a meditation. TemSide uses Turn() before attempting to meditate the MP back.

Originally posted on 2017-07-17 02:27:00

Suddenly there is a light in the mindscape, a flash of light.
From this blinding light appears a man.
Covered in a shining gray armor and with green robes.
At laud voice he announces:

"Rejoice dwellers of this mindscape, because I've decided to grace your beings with the presence of Hezetor!"

He descends from the skies to Zone 1, remaining a dozen centimetres from the ground.

"Oh, look what I found, Peter, last time we met was when the Mage taught you a lesson at life. So how are you doing lately, considering your peculiar condition." He says to Auth.





Originally posted on 2017-07-17 07:57:00

Action: Auth retreats to L13, before hitting Chlorin with Cosmogone and Violant. In a shimmering beam of light.

Both Neddies use Tincture of Vigour on on Tem Hero.

uA: You are the foolish being with the god-complex. I bear the will of the Judgements, and they order you to fall!

A great pillar of light appears behind Auth, as if on cue.

THE LIGHT BURNS

Auth nods when Marron says "The Author" is pretentious.

uA: I'm aware it's probably extremely pretentious. And?

Auth shrugs as Marron "meh"s. Then splutters when Marron asks what his real name is.

uA: ...

uA: It's a secret. Obviously. If it wasn't, then I wouldn't be going by The Author, would I? I haven't forgotten what it is, promise. It's just...

uA: I really want to keep that card close to my chest. Names have power and all.

The look on Auth's face, and the tone of his voice conveys a great deal of sincerity.

Auth looks shocked when Mari ends up coming lip-to-lip with her rock. In an almost comedic, karmic retribution style.

uA: Oh- oh my god I'm so sorry I didn't intend for that to happen.

Auth doesn't even bother trying to struggle or protect himself as Mari goes in for ground-and-pound, seemingly accepting his punishment without resignation, until Chloe drags Mari off him.

uA: Thank you, Miss Elem, but I probably did deserve that, seeing as I did kind of burn Miss Mari's face. By accident, I mean, but it still happened.

Auth shakes his head, before finally getting of the ground. He leaves another duplicate to take care of things with everyone in The Clearing.

uA: I do believe I should check on Miss Omo. I must admit that I am quite anxious about her.

He overhears Mari begging Chloe to let her punch him up some more, and Chloe arguing that someone would get protective. This causes him to laugh. Quite loudly.

uA: Miss Elem, you have quite the sense of humour. Let her beat me up, if you want. Nobody would retaliate against her for it, me least of all. I'm just a useless, snide, English prat. Who would blame Mari for taking out her frustration on me? Not me, certainly.

Auth stops to think about the implications of what he just said.

uA: I'm not a masochist, before you even think of bringing it up, Mari. Or Marron. I'm accepting retribution willingly for wronging Mari.

Safe. I think.

Auth begins leaving... and then Hezetor shows up. Booming voice, announcing his presence.

uA: Oh, who is this guy? He's so hilariously up himself it isn't funny...

Hezetor begins speaking to him, but as he says Auth's name, barely getting though half of the first letter, the Ink Spectre he just created explodes. Loudly. It completely blocks off the rest of his name. Then, Auth turns around on the spot, folding his arms and glaring at the newcomer. Hard.

uA: Who are you, exactly? We have not met. How do you know my name? Who is this "Mage" you refer to? What "lesson" was he supposed to have taught me? And finally, what "condition" are you referring to? You can't just say this to a person who you're meeting for the first time and expect them to have any sort of a clue as to what you're talking about.

Auth taps his foot as he awaits a response.

Originally posted on 2017-07-18 02:12:00

Probably should've posted about this sooner, but I got sick somewhat recently so I wasn't able to update for a short period. I should be able to update now, though.

<TURN TWO-HUNDRED AND SIXTY>
Dimitri crafts a needle using 1 Iron Bar and 1 Hardened Glass, due to lacking any other glass. He then loads it up using not a Green Sap Jar, but the sap that just poured out from the Great Tree. He then (very painfully and slowly because wood) pierces through Omo's skin, and injects the sap into her arm. The needle is then disposed of because of safe needle usage or something. She's probably fine now, though-

gg: ...
gg: ...H-Hm?

Omo slowly props herself up against the walls of the hollow Great Tree, taking in her surroundings all the while. Then she realizes she's covered in sap. For a brief moment, terror strikes her in full force, but soon fades from her face. A few deep breaths later, and she asks a single question.

gg: ...Where am I?

Rikoriko then creates a copy of herself to go and check out the Little House. The Little Man, recognizing the tiny Riko as a member of the so-called "Descendants", invites her inside to enjoy a cup of Temmie Tea. Riko pockets the tea for later use. 1 Temmie Tea obtained! The Little Man then showcases his upgraded version of Heaven's Gate, called "In The Light" because it sounded cool at the time. He offers it up for... a very, very small price of 1 gold, due to everyone's services in the past.

And then Hezetor happens. He descends from a blinding light, descending like an angel from the heavens-

tc: Who the gorilla are you?
tc: God, you've barely existed for two seconds and you're already talking a big game...
[small][small]ut: Actually I think I recognize his name I wouldn't mess with him[/small][/small]

Marron turns her attention away from the "almightly Hezetor" and decides to continue her 'pleasant' conversation with the Author, ignoring Hezetor in the meantime.

tc: ...Names have power? That kinda sounds like a dumb excuse to keep your name a secret, but whatever.

Hezetor then almost drops the Author's name for Marron to hear, but then an Ink Specter explodes, stopping everyone in the immediate area from hearing his name. It also sends a shower of ink into the skies, which rains down upon everyone.

tc: Auth, what the gorilla!
tc: Do your specters usually do that!? Explode violently!?
tc: Aw geez, washing this ink out is gonna be a pain... but at least I usually wear black, so...
ut: Actually, given his level of intelligence, they probably do explode violently on a daily basis.
ut: It's a miracle he even has a functioning brain.
ut: chloe let me put him out of his misery
ga: S-Shut up, you two!
ga: I'm sure that the specter had a reason to explode! He has shown the ability to control many of them at a time, so I think it'd be weird if they just started exploding for little reason...
ga: ...Also I'm not letting you lay a finger on Auth, alright?

Auth then addresses Mari and Chloe... all while addressing himself as the most useless thing possible.

ut: Look! He's literally BEGGING me to let me break his face! Just let me clobber him!
ga: Wha- No!
ga: Auth! You are NOT worthless! You've saved so many people with your control over ink, and you saved that wooden girl not long ago; a potential friend and ally!
ga: Plus, at the very least, you've been a good friend~
ut: he'd make a better punching bag-
ga: Shhhhh.
[small][small]ga: ...Also, I seriously doubt you could hurt him that badly with your fists. You have like 0 STR.[/small][/small][small][small]
ut: electric punches tho
ga: ...Point taken.[/small][/small]

<I LOOKED UP THE BOOK COVER FOR HOLES AND I WAS LIKE "WHY IS THERE A LIZARD" BUT THEN I REMEMBERED. OH YEAH HOLEQUEST->
JOE decides to expend 16 Cobblestone, 2 Redstone, 3 Wooden Planks, and 2 Ropes to create a bunch of Minidispensers, which he then combines with 36 Wooden Planks to create a defensive system. The zombies will both be hit when they attack this turn, and their stopping power will be reduced! Rikoriko REEEEEEE then uses Lightform in a generally ineffective manner, dealing (3) damage to both basic Zombies, and (2) damage to the Villager Zombie! Toast then yells at the ground. The ground receeds by 2%. Mabuz then appear-ifies, and summons an army of skeletal miners to dig deeper into the earth! They then all die of fall damage as everyone falls into a cavern. Inside this rather pretty wooden cavern is a completely unguarded vein of Mythril! All that's left to do is mine it! There's even some Gold Veins in the area; may as well grab those, too!

The basic zombies try to thwack people, but are thwarted slightly by potion-toting dispensers! (3) damage to Zombies 1 and 2, killing the latter! The remaining zombie then slashes at Siria for (5) damage! The Villager Zombie can't apply buffs to anyone else, so it decides to lightly whack Battlefury for (3) damage! Emerald then respawns in the hole. Yay!

<BATTLE: THE CHURCH OF MISS, TURN FOURTEEN>
You could probably take down the Fossil this turn if you tried hard enough. You have had a few deaths (no, you did not dodge everything), but it shouldn't be anything you can't muscle through.

Originally posted on 2017-07-20 01:05:00

I refill the dispensers and use a -1 sharpness stick with knockback III to knock the zombies away again.
meanwhile, I ask auth whether his real name is any of the following, and say all my guesses will start with P since hezetor started with that:
A) pickles pamperhead
B)peter joe steven
C)potbelly bartholomew johnny
D)Palbert Jones Geraldson
E)peter pamerknickle geraldson.
F) Palbert bartholomew geraldson
G) peter bartholomew geraldson.
EDIT: JB: aww, I was so sure about that last one. oh well. (the batholomew thing was a typo, ok?)
inbattle, I is dead.

Originally posted on 2017-07-20 12:26:00

>Auth: Move to L14, Inkbolt Chlorin (again), Gant and Peligin.
>Neddy 2: Tincture of Vigour the Temmie Hero.

Auth nods in agreement to Marron's remark about Hez.

uA: Those who burn brightest burn shortest, and those who burn false fuels go out even faster. Ego is commonly why downfalls occur. Some people who will remain nameless, as hearing their name gives them an ego boost that they, by no means need, should keep that in mind.

Auth then clenches his fist and flicks it forward. All of the ink in everyone's clothes (except Auth's, as all the ink magically avoided his person) leaps out to reform a Spectre again. It stretches, before sitting down on the ground. Right after Marron asks what the gorilla

uA: Eh? Did you say something, Miss Marron? My Spectres don't normally explode violently. I wonder why you ask? Certainly, it couldn't have been to censor my name being uttered by this guy who knows it for a reason completely lost to me.

He smiles. Having complete and utter control of ink is a fun bonus. Everyone's clothes are acutally completely clean, but the Spectre is filthy. It excuses itself, walking off into the forest, returning a few seconds later completely clean.

uA: I don't think your clothes need cleaning right now, what makes you think that?

Auth shoots a glare at Mari.

uA: No, I promise, they don't explode unless I tell them to, usually. Perhaps this one was defective? Or perhaps there was a very good reason why I made it explode.

The emphasis he places on the latter option makes it extremely likely that this is the correct suggestion. Then he continues.

uA: I'm not in misery. At least 80% of the time, I'm definitely not in misery. Like right now!

Auth then turns to Chloe, as she hits the nail right on the head. He gives a nod of approval.

uA: That works for me. It usually is why things explode violently. A good reason, which definitely isn't censoring my name because it's not a public thing and would you please stop saying it Hezetor?

Auth turns back to Mari, then sighing.

uA: I'm not begging you to clobber me, I'm saying I, and I highly doubt anyone else except Chloe, cares if you do. If you want to clobber me, I'm sure you can take out your frustrations on that Spectre over there.

Auth shrugs while Chloe says he isn't useless.

uA: Then you don't disagree that I'm incompetent and stupid? I'm sure Miss Mari definitely agrees with that sentiment, and I did say that I was.

Auth shrugs his head when Chloe talks about what he's done.

uA: I'm not all that. Anything I have done could easily have been done in excess of what I have by Dimitri, for example. And I may have saved Miss Omo, but it is technically my fault she was in that sorry state to begin with. I'm not sure she'd want anything to do with me, let alone the rest of us, after I failed to protect her as hard as I did.

Auth then sighs, lowering his head.

uA: Some "friend" I am, right?

The rest of the conversation is drowned out as another, much louder voice resonates. Auth clutches his forehead as the voice speaks. Only to him, nobody else hears it.

aU: Way to go about selling yourself short, you self-deprecatory piece of waste. You know you've done exactly what Chloe's saying, but your bloody messiah complex means that you can't accept the good things you've done, you can only accept the bad. And the bad of everyone else, it seems. Don't sell yourself short, mate. You're always stronger than you think you are. You think your limits are low? Then meet them, and effortlessly press beyond them. With the power you have, you can stand toe to toe with some of the greatest heroes and villains ever.

uA: Wh-what are you going on about?

aU: You'll find out, someday soon. Your friend, The Devil...

uA: You mean Roxxanne?

aU: Yes. The Devil, that one. Anyway, she's going to be a wondrous asset in getting stronger. At some point, ask her what she knows about Olympia. I suspect she'll understand.

uA: What do you mean?

aU: I am more knowledgeable in manners of the Soul than you. I think I know what Marks you have.

uA: Marks?

aU: Hush, wrong person to be asking.

Auth puts his hand back down, closes his eyes, and listens to Joe attempt to guess his name. His face remains solid, unmoving, as Joe guesses a series of 6 names.

uA: Joe, none of those are my name, so please stop guessing.

Auth shuts him down swiftly.

uA: You may have been certain in that last one...

Auth opens his eyes, and glares at Joe.

uA: But you are still dead wrong!

Auth then gives his attention to Hezetor. Finally.

He totally ignores what Hezetor says he is the Overlord of the Emerged Lands or whatever. He silently taps his foot, and then notices his Spectre boiling.

uA: What on Earth are you doing...?[/b]

Auth shakes his head, before Hezetor begins to speak.

[b]uA: No, we haven't met.[/b]

As Hezetor goes to say his name a second time, Auth realizes that he intends to do it again. Auth knows he can't use a detonation to silence Hezetor again, so he instead thinks up something else.

[b]uA: Been ages since I've needed to do this...[/b]

Auth swings his arm in a wide arc. Right in front of Hezetor's face, in time with the arrival of Roxxanne, appears a sheet of viscous red liquid. It covers Hezetor's face, stopping him from saying his name again. What is it? It certainly ain't tomato juice, that's for sure. Auth, on a totally unrelated note, looks even paler than he usually does. His right hand is covered in a similar viscous red substance.

[b]uA: Haaaaaaaaa... I'm gonna regret that later.[/b]

Auth does a gesture conveying his thanks to Roxxanne for showing up to help shut Hezetor up.

[b]uA: I'm sorry, I sincerely haven't the foggiest what you're talking about. We have never met prior to this. Furthermore, I have no clue what lesson this "Mage" taught me. I assume it wasn't magic.
[/b]

Auth mutters to himself when Hezetor mentions his condition again. And what's inside of him...

[b]aU: Ah... so he knows about me, does he? Maybe this Lord needs someone to take him down a peg or three.[/b]

Auth clutches his head again.

[b]aU: Give me control. Let me show him what I think.[/b]

[b]uA: E-eh? O-okay...?

aU: Alright. When we're ready, I'll take it.

Auth has a severe amount of alarm when talk of his soul comes up.

uA: Wh-wh-what? Who has my Soul? Because last time I checked, I did!

Auth opens his hand, and a huge disc of ink appears. Then, it, like a television, springs to life. Its surface...

Reflects a well lit office. A mahogany desk sits towards the black, under a stained glass window. A hatstand sits to the right of it. Along the walls, all the way to the roof, every inch is a bookshelf. Books of every colour line the walls. Suddenly, a red dragon appears, and hops up on the desk. The appear to stare right at Auth.

genesisCurator: Hey Auth! How's it goin', hon?

uA: Hey Genoa! I'm alright, but I need to ask an extremely important question.

gC: Yeah? What's wrong?

uA: Is my Soul still around?

The red dragon, Genoa, turns around, and picks up a brightly shining bottle from atop the fireplace behind her.

gC: Yep! It's right here! Why do you ask?

uA: I'll tell you when I debrief when I get back, but you've put my mind at rest.

Auth smirks at Hezetor, showing that his soul is still (technically) in his possession. Then, Auth silently nods his head and erupts into a pillar of flame...

And when he returns, he is visibly much different. The colour has seemingly burned out of his hair, and seared itself into his sclera. He's standing differently, and giving Hezetor the evil eye. In fact, he has a different Aura entirely, one of pure malevolence and anger. Inkscalibur is very much gone at this moment. Furthermore, Auth is wearing a proper suit.

aU: [big][big]DEVIL ART: TRIFECTA![/big][/big]

Auth puts his hand out, and it resonates with a blood red energy. Soon, behind him, this symbol appears.



A shimmering red Trident appears in Auth's right hand.

aU: Hello, "Mighty" Hezetor. Lovely to see you hassling everybody, as per usual. You came here why, exactly? To feed your already unhealthily inflated ego? Because if that's why, then I politely... actually, I extremely impolitely ask you to sod the hell off. It's for the good of all of us, we wouldn't want an unfortunate incident to occur, wo-ou-ld we?

Auth takes the top-hat off his head, and spins it. Then, he tosses it in the air and stabs it. The trident turns an ominous black, then he says...

aU: [big][big]TRIFECTA ART: PHASE![/big][/big]

Auth hurls the energy trident at Hezetor. It goes right though his armour, leaving no marks, but the pain that Hezetor should feel is like lava piercing his being. Then, the trident dissipates.

aU: Oops, my bad. We wouldn't want more accidents like that, would we?

Fire exudes out of him. The colour returns to his hair, his sclera return to their usual white colour. Auth takes a deep breath. And then he collapses.

Originally posted on 2017-07-20 23:58:00

Emerald moves to G14, rangeknifes the Fossil, and votes for Attract

Originally posted on 2017-07-21 12:27:00

Chlorin moves to M9, switches to Scouter Sight (because luck) and shoots The Fossil.

Chlorin votes for Metal Claw.

Originally posted on 2017-07-21 16:48:00

I move to J12 and attack the fossil.

Originally posted on 2017-07-21 21:25:00

"..."

Silent casts a vote for Rapid Spin, to even the votes and to ensure all are chosen at least once. Silent then moves to G6 and slashes the Glitch Eater, Badly Poisoning it.

Originally posted on 2017-07-22 01:02:00

...Is it too late to join in?

Originally posted on 2017-07-22 03:44:00

It's not too late, but we're INCREDIBLY close to the end. Just a battle after this one, and the game is over.
Really, it's never too late to join Chaos!

Originally posted on 2017-07-22 05:16:00