Before Emerald's turn, Dimitri heals Emerald (extra healing bonus), and pokes the Fossil's shield with the Manacannon.

Dimiheart moves to E11.

Creo shankifies the Fossil again.

I vote for Rapid Spin.

Originally posted on 2017-07-22 09:14:00

I have a free spell slot? Ok I take Mindcrush.


"Who I'm?"
Hezetor asks glaring at Marron.

"I'm Hezetor, Overlord of the Emerged Lands, I was murdering demons before you were conceived, I was building an empire while you were playing with dolls. So if I talk like I'm "big game" it's because I'm. As such you better watch your tongue, young lady, if you want to keep it as it stands"

Then, he looks over Auth, he immediately boils all the ink in a 80 meters radius that is not on the person of anyone with an half tough and with the other half of it he casts a few quickened silence with calculated redundancy, to avoid other loud sounds interrupting him again, plus he is perfectly ready to stop all other ink explosions coming around with a tough, or letting his plasma shield fuse the fools that dare to touch him to stop him from talking. TL DR: this time around he won't be interrupted.
Luckly Hezetor sees the future to a certain degree and knew that Roxxanne would interfere as such he simply casted a perfect silence in the area of the explosion, making sure that he and the others could still talk and only the explosion was silenced.

"Whe have not met? What are you talking about, Peter?" He is sure to pronounce his name a bit lauder and more clearly than usual, intoning it in a way that sounds both as a mockery and as a taunt.
"I clearly remember that the first time we talked you discussed the events in this very mindscape as they were happening on the moment, so, stop lying."
"The lesson of the Mage is not the kind of lesson one should easily forget, and if it is ever forgotten..."

"The only way to learn it is as the first time."
His hands are suddenly covered by an ever moving purple energy that cracks small thunders at the ground.
"But I'm sure you don't need another lesson, your memory should serve you better than that."
As he concludes, the energy disappears.

"As for your condition..." He intones a brief laugh.
"You should be well aware of what there is or there isn't inside of you.."

Then he addresses Roxxanne.

"Sadly for you, Roxxanne or the little guy here, all that happened there is, was and always will be, perfectly canon. Besides, weren't you the one not aware of those things? So of course the Mage had his soul. Ahah. As such I think you know who owns his soul right now.
Plus, 'per usual'? I don't think we actually ever met, Roxxanne. In metacronistic senses this is the first time we talk."

Then, he looks at Omo with interest.
"Oh, a Chairian."
He points his hand, covered in a yellow light, towards her casting Healmore.
"Salutations, I'm Hezetor, Overlord of the Stormy Skies.”
"Chairian, tell me all you know of the person know as 'Chair God' or sometimes know as 'Chairheir'."


Auth tries to fire something to his face, which is sadly fused by a plasma shield.
Then Auth goes full devil mode, and tries to stab him.
Hezetor simply dissipates his being and reforms it somewhere else a few meters away.
And then I'll be polite and answer this in the next dop.


Originally posted on 2017-07-22 20:15:00

I vote for Metal Claw.

Foxxanne moves up to Mari. "... Hey, uh... This is gonna be sudden. What do you think of me? Like, as a person." Foxxanne says.

Meanwhile, A Roxxanne clone (or 'clone' depending on how you want to nitpick it) abruptly appears in the vicinity of the heated Hez/Auth discussion, via explosion, with enough noise made to mask Hezetor's voice right as Hez starts to pronounce the word "Peter."

The face Roxxanne is making -a smug grin-is making it obvious she did that strictly to annoy Hezetor.

She then sighs... "'Eze, that was noncanon. All of it. He'd have no reason to remember what you're talking about. He's never met the mage, and said mage never had his soul for a second. Would you like to continue talking about nonsense as usual?"

Roxxanne sighs as Hezetor's newest retort comes in, sighs and facepalms. "ERelye isn't even-oh, screw this." She turns to the others. "Girls, this guy is just gonna rub a lot of friction into everyone's lives if he has to have his ego constantly fed with every statement and if he keeps playing obnoxious twat when that fails. Can you help me out here?"

Meanwhile, in the Fossil Fight, Roxxanne roars at everyone. "Everyone! Attack the Fossil, full-force! Don't let it get another turn!" Roxxanne says as she rushes to J12 and double-punches the Fossil.

The Temmie Hero can do very little of note other than move to O13 and flakespin to heal anyone there before moving to O11.

Originally posted on 2017-07-22 20:17:00

Toast moves to I12, applies chainsaw to Fossil, then retreats to J11. Although Attract would probably be pretty funny to use, lets vote for Metal Claw.

~~

Alt looks up from her phone, deciding to react to the ink with a solitary "bluh", then stares at Hezetor with a "what even" expression on her face. You know the one. She shuffles over to Marron and whispers, "Yo Marron, uh, could I hit you with three quick questions?:
1. Do you know this guy?
2. why are we covered in ink
3. what in the heck is going on"

~~

Minutes in the present (but not many), Future!Toast decides the most effective path of mining the Mythril is by playing a game of Hearthstone with it (or at the very least, a sentient concept of it). She takes out a deck of 30 cards from somewhere, does the whole mulligan thing and chucks down a Northshire cleric. "Your move."

Originally posted on 2017-07-22 21:47:00

Hello, everyone! This is, uh, a bit late, but here I am!

Bergilmir, a frost giant warrior.

35 HP (+20 from 10 Skill Points)
20 MP (+10 from 10 Skill Points)
4 STR (+3 from 9 Skill Points) (+1 DMG, +2 Upper Limit, +1 Crit Chance)
4 AGI (+3 from 9 Skill Points) (No extra Retreat due to Axe, 20% Dodge)
4 SPC (+3 from 9 Skill Points)

Weapon: Axe (1 Range, 10-11 Damage)
Weapon Skill: Finisher

Equipment: Knight's Helmet, Metal Plating, Rabbit's Foot

Skills: Enchant: Ice (+1 Melee Bonus due to 4 STR, costs 6 MP), Frost Armor (+1 Slow Power due to 4 SPC, costs 8 MP)

Special Attack: Mind Shatter (-20 SP needed and +1 duration due to 4 SPC)

...Any suggestion on where I should spawn to be most of use?

Originally posted on 2017-07-22 23:21:00

<TURN TWO-HUNDRED AND SIXTY-ONE>
Foxxanne asks Mari what she thinks of her.

ut: Well, you're a crazy fox lady who destroyed my house, threatened to kill me, and also forced me to help you guys.
ut: You also turned me into this pretty sick storm elemental, thus forcing you into some sort of weird neutral ground.
ut: If we also add the fact that you're forcing me to fight in a life-threatening war after this just so I can escape, even if it comes with cool perks, pushes you into a very generous negative.
ut: And we're not even discussing the other things you've done here...
[small][small]tc: Like shooting and stabbing me, trying to fry me with a laser beam, letting me execute a robot... Hey, have I told you about the time that Roxxy threatened to nuke me with a flaming railgun?
ut: I don't think you have. Sounds fun, though.[/small][/small]

Toast stares at the newly arrived Hezetor, then asks Marron a few quick questions.

tc: One: No. Two: Auth. Three: Yes.
tc: ...Uh, I mean, I have no idea. This guy's here, Mari wants to clobber Auth... Lots of fun.

Auth then says a lot of things. First, he talks about a certain person he didn't name but it's kinda clear who he's actually talking about. Marron bobs her head in agreement.

tc: Yeah! Somebody or something will snuff him out sooner or later.
tc: ...Also, do you have a history with him? He seems eccentric, and... well, if I had to guess, he seems to loathe you.
tc: And if he loathes you, he probably knows you.

Auth then drains the ink out of the clothes of everyone affected by the blast.

tc: Oh, thanks.
tc: Even if it was your fault-

A bit of lag occurs, dropping a few lines of text as explained below. When the lag clears, Auth is suggesting for Mari to beat up on a spectre.

ut: I'd imagine that punching a glorified inkwell wouldn't be very satisfying.
ga: H-Hey Auth, I'm sure lots of us would care if Mari went and punched you out! Like Roxxy and-
tc: I'd care. A little. But still, I'd care.
ga: Even Marron cares! And she's pretty cruel.
ga: C-C'mon, Auth! You're a great guy! When'd I say you were incompetent or stupid?
ut: I mean, he is-

Chloe tightens her grip on Mari. She yelps in pain before she loosens her grip a little.

ga: ...You're not helping!
ga: And don't compare yourself to Dimitri! You're both different kinds of healers, y'know!
ga: Dimitri's about single-target support and raw healing, and you're more about buffs and stuff.
ga: A-Also, have you talked to Omo since the incident? Maybe she'll forgive you for what happened there.
ga: It's worth a shot, I think.

Hezetor then decides to tell Marron who he is. She doesn't sound too impressed; more pissed, really.

tc: Cool. You're a leader. Empire-builder.
tc: Thing is, you're really not that big a deal in here, are you?
tc: You just kinda sound like an edgier version of... Chaos, or something. Except you don't have your empire to help you.

Hezetor then pushes the only-recently recovered Omo for information. She listlessly looks up at him, and tilts her head slightly to the right.

gg: ...Who are you? You don't look... familiar.
gg: And why would you care? The Chair God... he's... he's been dead for a while now.
gg: The Chairheir killed him, you know. Or as others knew him, "Ire." He didn't even have the mettle to take on the Chair God himself.
gg: One day, he just... vanished. Some time later, he mailed his corpse back to us. Eyewitness reports have concluded that he was the one to do it.
gg: He's-

...Suddenly, the game then lags! Violently. So violently, in fact, that whole segments of some posts end up getting skipped! When the lag clears up, a few things are clear;

1. The Author's name hasn't been said. Why did this need to cause a saltstorm!?
2. The Author's attacks seem to have been caught in lag hell, and have been despawned. Hezetor's face is safe.
3. The GM is getting sick and tired of this gorilla and would like to ask that people stop causing gorillastorms over things like this, alright!? If this keeps going on, punishments will be dealt out, and I don't want to do things like that.
4. Really, just no name-based BS. Everything else exists I guess.

gg: ...Huh-
cc: sorry abou(t) (t)ha(t)
cc: had issues adding (t)he new guy
cc: so i needed (t)o download more ram, and (t)ha(t) (t)akes lo(t)sa memory
cc: sorry-no(t)-sorry

<HOLES: THE GAME, THE MOVIE, THE INTERACTIVE EXPERIENCE>
JOE refills his dispensers with some potions... but that's pretty low effort, so it won't do too much. He does however, bat away the Villager Zombie with a stick for (2) damage. Toast then decides to slam down a deck of Hearthstone cards, and then summons a Northshire Cleric. The Mythril Vein then rumbles and rises up, four rather massive legs revealing that the vein of Mythril is in fact, attached to a creature known as a Dweevil; spiderlike creatures that enjoy picking up and stealing treasure! The two Gold Veins in the room reveal that they too, are Dweevils. This'll be annoying.

...The Mythril Dweevil, to Toast's (maybe) surprise, pulls out a Hearthstone deck and drops a N'Zoth's First Mate, then slams down Patches the Pirate! Oh god. He's playing Pirate Warrior. Patches goes face for (1) damage, dropping Toast's in-game life total to 29. The Dweevil then swings with his hook for (1) damage as well. This'll be the worst game of Hearthstone in existence. Let's do this.

While Hearthstone is happening, the remaining Zombie bullrushes JOE... and gets shot by dispensers and dies. The Villager Zombie buffs the first Gold Dweevil... because they're apparently allied! The Dweevils don't act due to only just existing.

<BATTLE: TURN FIFTEEN>
As the Fossil's shell splits in two, entropy-tinged blood spilling into the air, the world fades into darkness as a sound similar to that of the earth splitting itself in two tears through the air. And then, there's nothing. An absence of color. No red, orange, yellow, green, blue, or purple; just nothing. Not even black or white; there's literally no color. Then, a figure appears, floating in the air. It's the Chairheir, Ire. With absolutely no glitching, or anything. Dust wafts off his legs, scattering into the air. It's apparent that he's vanishing, ever-so-slowly. He speaks, sounding glad despite his... situation.

cc: Well.
cc: This is it, isn't it?
cc: Most of me is gone now. All that's left is... well, this.
cc: I can't remain stable with so much of me missing. But it's okay.

A small smile forms on his face.

cc: Point is, I'm going to die.
cc: But this is good; don't fret! The reason that I needed to die is that I'm so deeply implanted in the Butterfly's programming by this point that... well, he's reliant on me. He's gotten used to being part of me.
cc: Once the rest of me is gone... what's left will be weak. Scared. Broken. And more importantly, vulnerable. Then you can clear me out and free Chaos from the blight that's me. Maybe he'll thank you personally, and let you go without a fight.
cc: ...

Silence.

cc: ...I have one last request.
cc: While I might be able to accept my death here; I'm not real, after all...
cc: I'd like you to make a promise; to find me- the real me.
cc: In less than two months, the real me, filled to the brim with entropy and thyme, will destroy all of reality.
[small][small]cc: At least, it probably will. Really, no matter what happens, at least... 36% of the universe, give or take, will survive.[/small][/small]
cc: I need you to find me... and free me of the Psi Curse- the Chaos Butterfly. I need you to save me. I need you to save the innocent people that I'm terrorizing. I need you to save the entire universe.

cc: So, I will ask again; will you come and save me?

Ire floats in place, awaiting an answer. The colorless skies shudder, and red begins to slowly seep in to fill the colorless void.

cc: ...There's not much time.
cc: Once I'm gone, you'll be rather violently shot back towards WARE. You'll be able to end this.
cc: So please; don't tarry. What says you?

In the mean time, you have a turn of respite; you've all obtained 3 skill points, and have a chance to respec yourselves to deal with the monstrosity that you'll be dealing with next. Be prepared.

Originally posted on 2017-07-22 23:26:00

Future!Toast draws a card, sends the Northshire Cleric into Patches the Pirate, then casts Lesser Heal on the Cleric. Since apparently she knows that spell. This allows her to draw a card through the Northshire Cleric. Heck.

When Emerald tries to ruin her game of Hearthstone, she points out that 'monster' is a largely subjective, and widely offensive term which doesn't apply to playing cards.

~~

Toast switches to Nightmarron, chucks her newly acquired skillpoints into SPC, also equipping the AGI orb Emerald dropped for her. 12 SPC bonuses incoming...

"I didn't have any plans after, but, uh, I quite enjoy reality. Preventing it from ending sounds like a better use of my time than whatever I could think of.
I'll come find you Ire."



Manifest > Fallen Angel > Ashes

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

Ok cool fightdop hasn't started yet

Lemmie just slip in a battle action real quick

Oppy moves to J12, stabs the Fossil, and retreats to L11.

Originally posted on 2017-07-23 01:43:00

Okay, so blue guy tossed my thing in the tornado I'm in. Thanks, pal. I'm Paco, and welcome back.
----
Two drums and a cymbal fall off a cliff. Exactly when Rikoriko gets to "P," they hit the ground, then transform into Clone Dimitri. Yes, they actually make the rimshot noise. Search up "Tom Scott" on Youtube.

"Wha+ even is happening!?"
----
Dimitri puts his 3 skillpoints in SPC, and switches out Healmore for Melody. He clears his throat.
"Sorry. I can't be there. I have duties of my own.
But remember this. There will always be someone to help, somewhere.
It just isn't me.
But on behalf of whoever will answer that call for me, I give you this answer.
>Y."
----
Somewhere, outside the mindscape, a young man sitting on the edge of the rooftop of a building in the middle of a city, wearing a black and red flannel jacket, denim pants, white shoes, a blue undershirt, and a pair of gold-tinted shades, notices a drone with a + on it, carrying what appears to be a note.
"What's this? We don't usually get drones flying around here.
And that note seems interesting."

He pulls out a pistol, and starts shooting at it. Five shots miss, and the last one hits. It starts falling, smoke coming out of it, until it lands on the rooftop. He takes a closer look at the drone, and notices the note.

He opens the note, and it- well, it's actually a screen, showing Dimitri's face. He speaks.
"Hello. If you are looking at +his, you have brough+ my drone down, ei+her due +o curiosi+y, boredom, or any o+her reason. Hopefully in a peaceful fashion."

Terry sweats profusely.
"Don'+ worry. I+'s fine. For +his message, I'll assume +ha+ you know abou+ D+G already."
"Yeah, I do. It's really hard not to know about it when everyone at school ships either Alicia and Roxxanne, writerdude and Roxxanne, WARE and Roxxanne, and whatnot."
"Okay.
+he la+es+ episode of i+ is lo+s of +hings, but among +hese +hings, +here is only one +ha+ ma++ers righ+ now.
+here's a real WARE, ben+ on des+roying +wo-+hurds of +he universe.
Go +o +he Land of Chairs and Anarchy, and assis+ in des+roying Ire, +he crazy wooden man hopped up on +hyme. The universe's fa+e res+s on i+."
"Got it. Okay, then."

The man looks up from the "note", and jumps back to the rooftop's floor. He goes down a few floors, and goes into a room. He starts taking off his flannel jacket, then jumps on the brown couch.
"Keith! Can we go on a road trip?"
A more mature voice answers back, from the kitchen. He walks out, and he's wearing some sort of military uniform, and anime shades.
"Why?"
"Weird magical descendancy destiny gorilla.
"Nice. When do you want it?"
"The sooner, the better. Destiny gorilla waits for no man."
"Weird. Who gave you that idea?"
"This drone."

He pulls out the damaged drone, still holding the display.
"Hello."
"Terry. I've seen some whack gorilla in my visits at Proxima Nova. But... that's it. I don't know what this drone is, or who it belongs to."
"+ha+ would be me. If you could repair +his drone, +ha+ would be grea+. We usually only deploy one of +hese per plane+."
"Okay. Time to see if this works.
Alley-oop!"

Keith throws the drone near a bucket of water. A white slime, wearing a carrot, pops out of the bucket, lands on the drone, and jumps back into the bucket. The drone seems to be back to prime condition.
"I don'+ know wha+ jus+ happened, bu+ i+ worked. Bu+ enough horseplay.
+here's some+hing cri+ical I need +o +ell you.
Ire is going +o des+roy 2/3rds of +he universe in abou+ +wo mon+h, unless +he group of adven+urers +ha+ goes +o LOCAA s+ops him, by any means necessary.
You +wo are going +o be included in +ha+ group.
We'll need all +he help we can ge+."

Terry and Keith think up their response for a while.
"Sure, we'll do it. What better way to develop character, friendships, and stuff like that than some good-old adventuring?"
"You've got a point. The Kingdom of Loathing does get boring at times."

Dimitri seems suspicious.
"Just one ques+ion. Have you even been +o an actual Godmodding War before?"
"...nope. We have not."

Dimitri clears his throat.
"Well, experience is the best teacher. Reality warpers, like the Godmodder and Thyme entities, are very, very hard to deal with.
Lucky for you, I know a Minecraft server in 2011 that's going to fix that inexperience. Here's its IP address.
Just key it into the Dashboard portal, toss some time magic into it, and go in. It's your choice."
"Will do, sir."

Keith messes with Terry's brown hair.
"Good luck, little bro."
"I will! I will!"
"Goodbye."

The drone flies out of their window, and into the rest of the city. Keith and Terry wave goodbye to the drone.
----
Dimitri turns to WARE.
"Well. Looks like I've found my subs+i+u+e."

Originally posted on 2017-07-23 03:16:00

Emerald decides to help things along by murdering the Glitch Zombie. Rather brutally. He also interferes with the hearthstone game by playing a Black Hole spell card, destroying all monsters on the field
~~~~~~
"Y" Emerald enjoys some tea, spending the last Temshop Coupon to buy the Sword Beam Tome, then switches out Pushback for it. Let the melee sniping begin
~~
Emerald re-stats 3 points from STR into AGI, then equips the last STR Orb. He takes his new 3 Skill Points and puts them into AGI
So basically:
+1 STR Orb equipped
-1 natural STR
+2 AGI
Since toast asked, he also unequips one AGI Orb
~~~~
CRAFTING INCOMING
Materials Consumed: Dog Residue (x53543), Dog Ingots (x176), Dog Blocks (x5), Compressed Dog Blocks (x19,900), Dog Cream Canister (x1), Dog Water (x2),
Emerald tosses together all of the dog crafting materials, and forcibly compresses them together to see what happens
Result: ??? (x?)

Originally posted on 2017-07-23 10:22:00

Rikoriko, poor rendition of Oriko Mikuni, knows trainwrecks when she sees them, or hears of them through reading other’s posts like a FILTHY METAGAMER. She’s good at starting them, kind of good at stopping them, but what droll specimen of a human being would try to stop them? Chloe and Alt, likely, but Alt is too good for this sinful earth, which is why her mind has been claimed by one of the demons the snerson conspiracy places inside of your phone! It’s a lovely fate - better than being engrossed in this pandemonium!

Rikoriko is not good enough to sell her mind to a phone-daemon, so she walks into the Clearing,holding and stroking the Splinter Puppy. The sculpture lies within her embrace, its eyes wide open to the world, yet found completely dead. I do not blame it.

rr: Greetings, Chloe and Mari Elem, Alt, Equal-Solidus-Equal Hezetor, Roxxanne Orochi Rembrandt, and Peter Bartholomew Geraldson.

She throws two notes at Hezetor and Peter. Hezetor finds a note saying “chaos is best smt path,” and the Author finds a note stating:

“Embedded within my tongue is a sigil of my own free will. I accept no contracts but ones I accept through true fault of action, not the masks or names forced upon me, not a false geis meant to hide your vice, but the bindings of warped character, and the deal with Mephistopheles I took to become what you see now.”

I do not control characters unless the Old Law wills it, but I know people. Auth likely thinks to himself something akin to “wow this edgy demonologist meguca horror minus thing thinks she can SAY MY TRUE NAME WITHOUT HER TONGUE BEING BINDED!!!! i am going to rename her to Tito Dick Dickman and blow up ink in her face!!!” These words are likely dressed up in false civility, because Auth is a classic Briton. As a Briton myself, our queen is a snake, who wears many veils and masks. We love her anyway. Britons are very good at wearing masks, and believing it.

Seconds later, somebody likely blows up something in her face, or creates a barrier of silence. Rikoriko gives them a thumbs up and +1.

rr: Oh, noes! It appears that an eldritch abomination is here, or someone is attempting to ascend to status of a garbled horror by masking their true name, and associating it with the Inky Abyss!
rr: Is everyone okay? Nobody’s seeing eldritch sights of any sort, apart from me, correct? Roxxanne isn't experiencing fusion PTSD? Auth isn't relinquishing the value of his real name and publicly embarrassing himself in front of everyone?
rr: I know I’m the team tr8tr, but I have to check up on everyone, and this situation is a trainwreck!
rr: Also, Mari, want the ability to polymorph into whatever form you want, in addition to your storm power?

Originally posted on 2017-07-23 12:24:00

in the clusterblib:
"hey, another person called your petter bartholemew geraldson(ignore misspelings thanks)."
"but you just said that wasn't your name?"
"someone here is lying."
"I bet its.... you [points at auth]."
"am i right? select from the answers bellow!
A) yes
b) double yes
c) of course yes
d) how many yes? quintuple yes.
e) exponential yeses
f) 2↑↑↑2 yeses.
g) well, if I say no, everyone will know i'm lying, so yes."

I pick up the dispensers, grab a stick and piece of redstone from the inventory, and a button. I proceed to place all the minidispencers in a cluster on the edge of the stick, which I line with Redstone and put a button on the end. as such, this device will launch potions in sets of up to 18 at a time from range. I proceed to vanish with a pop, and go farming for 1007 [loot] on wynncraft. having descendancy, I get extremely lucky, and 3 emerald imps appear in quick succession, netting me over 8 stacks of emeralds. I then use my detlas teleport scroll, losing a spul point, and buy 18 mana potions tier one- normally, I'd use the tier 30 (for level 30's), which is the highest level there, but nobody else has wynncraft levels so nope. I then store the rest of the emeralds in wynnbank, and pop back to the fray, where i shoot the mana potions at toast, hopefully giving him more mana. if that won't work, the potions somehow ricochet, hit me, and give me enough mana to fry the upgraded gold dweevil, and deal heavy damage to it, using about 92 meteor spells at once.
meanwhile, another me goes to the landing and Checks the durasteel vein to figure out 1) if its alive, 2) if its hard to reach, and 3) how it would be easiest to mine it.
I replace ice pillar with razorblade typhoon and decide my special won't be so useful in this case, so I'm going to change it.
special fill condition: sacrificing 5MP = fill by 1. sacrificing 20 MP = fill by 8. dieing = fill based on remaining MP.
special can be drained at any time for the bellow options. special will empty at battle end, aside from special gained from dieing:
10 points can be used for 2x damage within range 2 for a turn.
10 points can be used for a bunch of AC for one turn.
25 points- double action this turn, +2 MOV, *1.25 damage.
40 points- range seven attack for a turn, x4 damage.
50 points- infinite AC this turn. fill special by 1 per 5 damage this AC absorbs.
i don't think its that powerful since the cheapest options take over 20 MP and there are probably cheaper spells for that.
alsonobonusesdon'tstack.
if the special works as above without needing SPC bonuses, I remove 5 from the SPC section and use it to raise my int by 3( rises to 12 int after equipment) and put 9 skill points into dodge If thats a thing, else +3 to AGI.
now I have an extra skill slot! i put, if possible, a second version of summon which removes the "+4 points that can only be used on these base stats" and doesn't have the base of 8 summon points. essentially, a nerfed summon.

Originally posted on 2017-07-23 12:26:00

Uh, did anyone see that I joined in? I know I probably won't be important at this stage, but I'd like to play. Where should I spawn to help? My character sheet is in the middle of this page.

Originally posted on 2017-07-23 17:58:00

apologies for not responding. we(oratleastI) don't actually know where you should spawn yet- the battle hasn't dopped as far as I know so we(oratleastI) don't know where anything is going to be.
the battle might already be over, in which case a whole other battle'll be starting.
/NULOPST

Originally posted on 2017-07-23 20:32:00

Ok. Guess I'll just be in the reserve for now.

Originally posted on 2017-07-23 21:16:00

Foxxanne slowly, but surely deflates to the judgement of Mari. "...Oh."

She looks down, somewhat ashamed of various things... Several of them not Mari's own thing.

"...Let's call some of that a bad first impression on both of our parts. More likely than not we'll be working together for some time in the future... And hey, you'll probably at least get away with being able to make people call you a Lady. Like, uh, a Knight. That's always cool."

"Oh, yeah. Help yourself to the inventory if you want to make your robots or upgrade your gear or some-such. Pretty much we're at the end of the road and most of this stuff'll be pretty useless to us outside. WEll, it won't be, but it'd be like adding it onto a pile of infinite stuff that's probably inferior to other stuff," Roxxanne adds. "We'll be scaling the mountain sooner rather than later..."

Foxxanne proceeds to resume watching Cupcake, who has, during this time, mostly just sat down for a nap. "Awwww, cupcake is so adoriboo, colon three!"

-THERE WAS SOMETHING ELSE HERE, BUT FUCK IT, DEAD NOW-

Roxxanne sighs, turning to the rest of the assembled group-or at least the Hez/Riko/Auth/Joe showdown that she somewhat perpetrated with her actions. "... OK, actually, you know what? No, this won't end well, so I'm stopping it now, before this becomes stupid. Break it up! Now! Auth, get away from Hezetor and don't sass him again. Actually, no, I'm taking you away from him right now, but don't sass him again anyways! Hezetor, rub that shit in Auth's face again and you'll find your arguments... Lacking, shall we say. Joe... Uh, just stop annoying him with questions over his name! He's Peter-I don't care. I refuse to let teammates kill or stress each other over stupid chicken-measuring. No, no no, no no no, no. Chloe, Pyrokinesis anyone who tries to instigate in the future, if you can. The sudden, fast shift in position'll throw off any argument. The closer we get to the end the more the stress of this seems to make people want to murder each other, and I will not allow that!"

Roxxanne at this time just grabs Auth and, with strength befitting 12 STR, just hauls him over his shoulder. Roxxanne knows it is Auth, this one-Auth would be hard-pressed to fool her with an Ink clone, and was probably too gentlemanly to try to fool Roxxanne over her attempts to just diffuse this situation. Roxxanne knew she was respected enough by him at least that he would be gentlemanly in this. "The best defense against these guys is just acknowledging them as little as possible, Mkay, hun?" Roxxanne says as she walks, rather hastily, to near the caveside, away from the clearing. "They crave it, because in Fiction... Acknowledgement is the first step to power. The right kind of deliberate ignorance can invalidate almost anything, even the laws of casualty."

Foxxanne, meanwhile, just looks at Mari after all of that, sighing deeply. "The aformentioned 'Fusion PTSD' was her doing something that reality itself had called 'A Bad Idea' on me. She is allied, and I believe she would have stopped had I asked to the contrary, but that ought to be clarified, at least, as she brought that up. Oh, and no fusion PTSD here, thank you for your token concern," Foxxanne said, turning to Riko at the last statement as if she was mildly pleased by that mild show of 'care.' And she was, in that one instance, without irony.

----+----

"..."

Roxxanne looks mildly ashamed.

"I can't promise that to you, Mr. Ire. I want to help. I can't go after you, though... I have debts to pay, promises to keep, a mission to do, to make what they're doing not hopeless. I'll see what I can do. But... I have commitments. But I can use those to my advantage. I can support you from afar. If all else fails-I'll make sure someone can stop you, if we can't save you. But it won't be a pretty cost at all... It's all I can give you. You poor thing... Ugh."

Roxxanne's fists curl up extremely tight.

"... I can promise you that I won't forget you. I'll help, however I can. I've been going over the second war footage. I'll tell them that you summoned the Chair God in your hour of need and that you didn't know what was happening. I'll tell them that he was avenged. I'll tell them that something horrible and tragic happened then, all from a misunderstanding. You don't need to hurt yourself anymore over it. Just go on now. It wasn't all for nothing. I... I think I can do something, but... It might be stupid... I'll see what I can."

Roxxanne takes her skillpoints into HP. I suggest a kicking boss theme for the next segment.

Originally posted on 2017-07-23 22:57:00

Mabuz distributes some stats, putting 12 points into SPC, gaining +4 to his SPC stat (for a total of 6) and then puts the last skill point into increasing his MP.

In the hole, even though the skeletal miners had collapsed, their bones still remained in decent condition. Mabuz reuses them by waving his finger around, the bones whirling through the air as they re-assembled. A two-headed skeleton with four legs and four arms was formed. It crawls around in a rather unnerving fashion while making gurgling noise. It assaults the Villager Zombie to hopefully disrupt it from supporting the first Gold Dweevil.

Originally posted on 2017-07-23 23:52:00

The dogs continue to dig away in the hole. A dog chorus is summoned forth and proceeds to sing the United Dogdom's anthem.



This encourages the dogs, who are actually just mining the Village Zombie's skull.

Originally posted on 2017-07-24 00:03:00

Chlorin looks up at WARE. Even faceless, you can see the fear on his... face. However, he still stands strong and erect, makeshift carbine in hand.
Now that sure is ONE scary lookin beastie.
Well I guess I gotta shoot the bugger since that's the only thing I've been really doing, and that's probably the only productive thing I can do.
Well it's time to get to bangin'.

10 TURNS REMAINING BEFORE BAD TIME...

I put the 3 Skillpoints that Chlorin has into INT for the sake of Grenade spam.

Originally posted on 2017-07-25 00:43:00

I +1 my INT.

Originally posted on 2017-07-25 03:12:00