[center][/center]Yay, it's everybody but my, Alicia's, 'favourite' deathgame, Pain and Suffering. I'm legally mandated to give you a +10. There. Have a +10 to all charges.
Dops will resume on a bidaily schedule, but they won't go up until at least 7 posts with actions go up. If you make placeholders, I have less mercy for you. Beware.

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QUOTE (Battlefury @ (time=1488320730))

I stand awkwardly next to the spire. The sheer awkwardness causes the crowd of archons to get so bored they decide to murder each other for the next five seconds  20/20 20/20 I somehow cram both charges into the Ultra Wurtz, mostly because i'm drained for quick ideas 1+ to Piono, 1+ to Toast, +1 to Revan

They do that. SONG summons more.

QUOTE (TrickleJest @ (time=1488357929))

I apologize to Jon for trying to kill him and wait. While deflecting all attacks. ALL OF THEM. Also, I switch my charges to 25ers via the power of arcane magicks. CHARGES ---------- ???: 11/25 !!!: 11/25 ---------- ALCHEMY Stick && Another Stick = Holy Stick of The God of Stickness (Level ?) Knife && Ouch, Very Hot = 1000 Degree Knife, This Time It's Actually 1000 Degrees Celsius Making It Much, Much Hotter (Level ?) +2 to Joe, +1 to Toast.

You'll deflect a few attacks, I don't think you can do more of them.

QUOTE (JOEbob @ (time=1488380074))

level: 8?% I dealt 70,000 last round i think? which would make me have level 11? assuming i could still level at the time. energy: ??EDIT:wait, I have to kill 2 more things? my second force 11/20 +2 hesyofo +1 cyanogynist +1 toast wand of skys [renamed] 2/25 +1 toast +2 tricklejest EDIT2: I buy increased crit chance again. Phoenix catalyst && soul shard && kattana&& Dreamscape rift = Teralune's savior lvl 10 8/11 perception crystal && blood shard && kattana= sleeping blade of dualty 7/8 lvl7 I greet tricklejest, then preform the clone effect for acting that i did in my 2nd post last round to grab a (misc) present, then send a clone of mine to  attack the weakened minecraft elite.  the clone jumps over to it and kicks it straight in the head, knocking it back and making it stumble backwards. as it starts to fall, I blink behind it and land a spinning punch, knocking it the other way. another Blink and I uppercut it, launching it upwards. after several seconds of flight, It starts to fall downwards. since most of its momentum was upwards, I am able to arrive at its landing location well in advance of its own arrival. I prepare, taking out a large, heavy, crystal-covered gauntlet, putting it on my right arm, sipping some nondescript beverage, gathering energy in the gauntlet, and inviting 30 people over to watch the fireworks. this all happens before he reaches the ground for 2 reasons: the rule of funny, and because I Punched him/it REALLY FREAKING HARD. anyway, when I punch it, It flys right into the fireworks the 30 people I invited set up for celebration, setting them all off at once and smashing it backwards. however,the force of my punch was So big the explosion only reduced its momentum 1/413 of the way to stopping, assuming we take the floor as a reference point. the fireworks and elite, flying off into random directions, then fly through a variety for spacial rifts, resulting in the minecraft elite being hit by each and every one of the fireworks while still being a fantastic fireworks display. the people who came and set it all up thank me for saving their display, somehow not realising I'm the one who smashed it in the first place. as thanks they each take one of the following weapons out of their butt and attack the minecraft elites smoldering body with it. the options are as follows: magicwand, sword, pickaxe, axe, dagger, slingshot, bow, spear, kopesh, katana, black hole generator, extremely short range nuclear sticky bomb, arrow, fist, turd, mouse, real mouse, cheese lump, poison cookie, or tablet of arcane might. as well, my main self starts to create a general field of protection from perception by hostile beings and/or archons. I then create a relatively realistic image of an empty hallway, and compel all archons not to think too much about it.

Yep, two more. Don't trigger the GModder! A Minecraft Elite bites the Dust, the archons haven't found you let somehow.

QUOTE (Emerald_Mann @ (time=1488491440))

SoWM: 5/20 SoBM: 5/20 +2 to myself. But that doesn't work. +2 to nobody I throw my 50 points in Evasion

+40% evasion!

QUOTE (Jondanger23 @ (time=1488498715))

I play some elevator music while waiting. we're running out of ideas: 25/25 (+1 from Engie) COMPLETE! we're running out of ideas 2: electric boogaloo: 6/25 (+4 from Alicia, +1 from Engie) i expend the charge thing the charge thing Rubber Projectile: HP: 100,000/100,000 it's just a basketball why is it so powerful Attacks: Generic Fireball: 10,000 damage and inflicts burning for two turns. Generic Laser Beam: 15,000 damage. Generic Explosion: 20,000 damage. Deals 5,000 recoil damage to the rubber projectile. Fatal Chomp: The rubber projectile bites the target's head off. Instant death. Takes five turns to charge. Does not work on bosses or godmodders. Passives: 88: When the Rubber Projectile dies, it deals 88 damage to everything on the field (with the obvious exception of godmodders) +2 to Engie, +1 to Revan

Rubber Projectile will spawn in the main battlefield, but summoned! Players take only 8 damage from 88, PGs are immune!

QUOTE (pionoplayer @ (time=1488504906))

100/100 for █████████████████ I can't use this, Impetus has, unfortunately, locked down the charge connector. 16/20 for I don't even know anymore 15/20 for still no idea +1 to revan, bfury and cyan Hm. too many of you are getting to the Spire. I'd better brush you off. Ahem. I tell all the archons to stop fooling around and go on higher alert. This ought to properly jack up that heat rating. I wandered. For quite a long time. Universe to universe. I had finally gotten used to omniscience. but that gnawing, aching hunger was still there. To be more, I was meant to be MORE and I WASN'T. If I could have cried, I would have. I didn't have physical form... Ohhhh but when I found out I could make pacts with individuals to possess them for short periods of time, focusing my powers and giving me FEELING again... Oh nothing had ever felt so wonderful.

+20% Heat!

Yes, yes, I was born in Hell. Remember earlier this war, that demonic portal, that one demon player? Yeah, it totally makes sense retroactively, right?

I meant a completely different sort of hell. In Fiction, bad writing is a world broken at the seams, something corrupted, utterly messed up, folding in on each other to create a special kind of hell. It wasn't fun, especially with the ties the place had to a more literal hell.

QUOTE (Toast @ (time=1488505694))

21/25. Come Home. (+3 from Redstone, +1 from JOE, Battlefury, Trickle) 3/25. 19X0's Rewind +1 to Piono, Battlefury and JOE Stats: https://docs.google.com/document/d/10QEvy1B...onhbK-GpF3tNnFg JOE gains another 5% crit. Noah loses another 35'000 Research. JOE loses another 4 credit. Rengar savages The Doll, ripping it to shreds, then tossing those shreds into a conveniently placed void portal. Lack opens a misc. present, because why not.

Rengar will do as you say! JOE gets +5% crit! Lack will do as you say!

QUOTE (Cyanogynist @ (time=1488524705))

<^> Giga Gun Revstacks: 0. Razihel heals up with a Healing II arrow swarm to the face. The SONGination uses 3 to teleport ConnectS into the Fortress. Right into the sea of Archons. Which makes her die instantly without anyone except the Archons having to touch her. Spirit Flame && Anti-Godmodding Runes = Spirit of an Anti-Godmodder (Level 8) (7/9) Broken Hero Sword && (Blaze Powder && Blizz Powder && Bazalz Powder && Blitz Powder || Sawdust) = Sawed-Off Elemental Blade (Level ?) (9/?) Soulbite Alpha: 15/25 (1 out of 4) (+1 Piono) Soul Sandwich: 8/25 +1 to Piono, +1 to Toast, and +1 to Joe.

Broken Hero Sword && (Blaze Powder && Blizz Powder && Bazalz Powder && Blitz Powder || Sawdust) = Sawed-Off Elemental Blade (Level 8) (9/9)
Sawed-Off Elemental Blade: A 1/2sword with command over the elements, and a fine degree of Blaze control.

The SONGInation will do as you say. It will only go completely wrong.

Mmmm, extra crispy anime girl with a side of smoked failure.
Ha ha. No. It isn't that easy.
Enjoy being minus one anime girl, the multiverse can always use fewer of those.

QUOTE (??? @ (time=1488569261))

INCOMING TRANSMISSION FROM [Sector Vertices] [Timeline P&S-Alpha]... heyo, all! it's me! the edgeman that you called unfair in the beginning of this whole farce. i don't remember what exactly took me out of this war land, but, i've been having a bad time lately, to say the least. first, i ran into the broken coalition. that was horrible. didn't bother to remember their names, but godmodders with narrative relevance, working together? yeah, no, painful. really, really, painful. they really just wanted to put me through some initiation gauntlet, kill yet another version of themselves, and that was the only reason i'm talking to you right now, otherwise i'd be conceptually obliterated and scattered across the seven seas of heresy. i escaped, and then they tried that. it was a funny. there were lots of mimes, and lots of dying involved. do i know how the mimes got involved? yes, yes, i do and i prefer i didn't. the mimes then dragged me off to an abyss of heresy and falsification, and then with the sounding of ten thousand trumpets, i saw my Lord, well, a mockery of my Lord. everything's a mockery here, you know? some heretical version of fiction, divided across timelines. it's filthy, you're filthy, and i'm gonna wash you out. anyway, i saw my Lord, the backbone you are without, and he reached his bony hands across me. i gained power, delicious power, like the likes you've never seen, and then he called upon legion, and took a legion's marrow into my bones. the legion of people who want to murder tito richard richardman are going to be furious, but hey! i have this cold mockery of godmodding, now! stevei was a skrub, really. we're importing better versions of him, so are the broken coalition and the hundred million other forces that want to utilise this godmodding war because... .... ..... what's so important here anyway. literally nothing. how plot convenient. anyway, you better watch out. everything within this server is trying to kill you, everything outside this server is trying to kill you, and horrible, horrible, ad-libbed things are going to happen to you. oh yeah. we have a totally-original-transmission-system now. it's even more plot convenient than you experience pain and suffering from at least six major sides. it ruins people's privacy, or you could ask to use these cool and new transmissions, i guess. if you shout loud enough into the ether, you may get answers. gotta leap! bye! END OF TRANSMISSION.

This transmission is proof that God is dead.

QUOTE (JOEbob @ (time=1488823236))

level: 8?% [blocked off] my second force 13/20 EDIT: +1 from cyanogynist wand of skys 3/25 +3 tricklejest Phoenix catalyst && soul shard && kattana&& Dreamscape rift = Teralune's savior lvl 10 9/11 perception crystal && blood shard && kattana= sleeping blade of dualty 8/8 lvl7 Done! new alchemy: celestial essence &&wand && liquid phlebtonium= Wand of the skys. this legendary magical artifact (still an alchemy.) from times long past is very powerful, though it is most useful as a conduit for existing strength. it is rumored to have been created by supercharging a normal wand with mystical powers, an act that is only possible with the aid of gods. 1/? lvl? I grab the sleeping blade of dualty as it manifests in the air before me, and draw the perceptual energy from it to me, becoming invisible, and go looking for a single archon, in an area decently far from the spire. I grab it with a red-blue lash of light, and pull it into a rift leading to the spire. before it can even think, due to the effect of the lash i grabbed it with, I stab it in the torso and send a burst of energy into it, vaporizing it instantly. I then return to the spire and continue to be invisible in a corner [intent: reduce size of the crowd of archons by one, and hopefully have it count as killing an entity]

Hahahahahahaha. You kill an Archon, jack your heat up by 50% and group heat up by 10%.

QUOTE (Toast @ (time=1489271125))

23/25. Come Home. (+1 from cyan) 4/25. 19X0's Rewind +1 to Piono, Cyan and Redstone. Stats: https://docs.google.com/document/d/10QEvy1B...onhbK-GpF3tNnFg Noah correctly gets his +MHP from last turn.

-375,000 Research! +5 HP! +a octacontaoctatuple membership to people who are so hard to kill I should get around for it.

QUOTE (engie @ (time=1489311155))

Verdana cracks his neck. He's not entirely sure what just happened, but he's really glad to be empowered up even further beyond his normal. Just in case, he decides to pull in a few more corpses to make absolutely sure he'll have enough power for what lies ahead, then turns to the Spire. In a flash of space-elemental energy, he's already there, having instantly moved himself over in an instant. It seems he's ready to see what there is to do. As for Kha'Zix... well... erm, what else can he really do for the time being? Healing up is basically the one thing to do. Thus, time for more healing up, get himself in better shape. He'll definitely be needing it if he's to hold his own against the adversaries he may soon face. Especially since he's just an Entity-class being in this war. And, as everyone knows, that translates to "pretty much going to die a horrible death". Raiding Party: 24/25 (+4 from Alicia, +2 from Jon) The one from outside dimensions: 3/25 +2 to Jon

Kha'Zix may heal. This turn may get nulled by SONG.

QUOTE (Cyanogynist @ (time=1489377941))

<^> Giga Gun Revstacks: 0. Razihel's upper body continues spamming heals in his face. Razihel's legs wait for the basement to load. Meanwhile, Razihel's mind goes on a Half-Astral trip to where Kyubey is, for some reason. Even more meanwhile, a glitchy portal appears in the basement, a hand appears out of it, and it sets up a speaker, which plays almost nothing but Xtrullor songs. The hand and portal disappear. Spirit Flame && Anti-Godmodding Runes = Spirit of an Anti-Godmodder (Level 8) (8/9) Broken Hero Sword && (Blaze Powder && Blizz Powder && Bazalz Powder && Blitz Powder || Sawdust) = Sawed-Off Elemental Blade (Level ?) (10/?) Lime Sandwich: 16/25 (1 out of 4) (+1 Toast) Soul Sandwich: 9/25 +1 to Piono, +1 to Toast, and +1 to Joe.

You heal for 3 HP! The basement is going to take a while to load. The old GM doesn't appear to like Xtrullor - yes I do - filthy lies. A blade locks around your mind. No meguca for now.

QUOTE (pionoplayer @ (time=1489418533))

100/100 for █████████████████ I can't use this, Impetus has, unfortunately, locked down the charge connector. 25/20 for I don't even know anymore 20/20 for but I did have ONE idea. +1 to toast, redstone and cyan 20/20 expended. Suddenly, a 20 post charge flies out of somewhere in the middle of the city. It transforms into a massive ball of power along the way and slams straight into the front door of SONG's spire. The front door is now open. WHAATT! NO! NO NO NO NO NO! Eventually I found HIM. The King of All Elements, lord of the Infinite Elemental Planes, and one of the strongest Terminae in existence. He took interest in me. Never before had he seen someone possessed the same qualities I did. Apprently, the emptiness that harsh PAIN... It came from being incomplete. I was halfway to being a Terminae but didn't have the power to get all the way there...

I'd really not like you to be a Terminae.

Living in writing hell was surprisingly uneventful. I grew up, went to school, got some GSCEs, mostly A levels, went to Cambridge because I absolutely had to, realised Cambridge was still in bad writing hell, and then my twin sister, Jane, showed me something special.

QUOTE (TrickleJest @ (time=1489682734))

I keep deflecting attacks... ???: 25/25 [+3 from Joe] [+10 from ConchumptiveAbsolutits] Woah, 25er is done already! W00t! Using my 25er, I invoke the power of Ragemancy onto myself. Obviously, the real TrickleJest (aka not the character) is a master of Ragemancy, I mean, his title is "The Triggered Schoolboy" so you can see where that came from. Ragemancy is pretty much the perfect magic for masochists. Ragemancy is an ancient skill of using rage and damage to aid oneself in battle and here's how it works. Every hit I take will be channeled into pure Rage, and from pure Rage into pure Power. Every DMG will be directed towards the Rage Vial, collecting all of my pure Rage. Once 10 Rage is collected, I may convert it into one point of pure Power. Power basically boosts my attack by x1.75 (or anything else like that, rebalance away) when I use it. My Rage Vial may only store 10 Rage, and my Power Box can only store two points of Power. This may be increased later on via mysterious methods. CHARGES ---------- !!!: 12/25 !?!: 1/25 ---------- ALCHEMY ---------- Stick && Another Stick = Holy Stick of The God of Stickness (Level ?) Knife && Ouch, Very Hot = 1000 Degree Knife, This Time It's Actually 1000 Degrees Celsius Making It Much, Much Hotter (Level ?) +2 to Joe, +1 to Toast.

You become Ace! You deflect a few more attacks.


Originally posted on 2017-03-16 18:54:00

SONGLAND:
You are at the spire. There is a waiting, and a waiting, and a-

You enter the spire. As you walk the now empty and scorched halls of the once-great keep that acted, once upon a time, as the central stronghold for the last bastion of safety , thoughts pour through your mind. I won’t even pretend I know what’s going on in your heads. Even us omniscients (or near omniscients, as I unfortunately still happen to be) can’t really see into the heads of Descended. Shame.
I would think that the thoughts going through your head would be something along the lines of dread, maybe the thought of getting vengeance for the wrongs I have committed against personkind.
Let me tell you the last part of my story as you climb the stairs.

As those of you who have been paying attention know, I was meant to be a Terminae, and was diagnosed as being incomplete by one of the greater amongst the ranks of the Terminae. Well, that was all well and good but I needed some way to propel myself to full Terminae status. How exactly would I do that?

Well, most Terminae start out as powerful reality warpers that manage to get their essence folded into the fabric of reality due to a coincidental tear happening soon before or during a flaring of their powers, or more frequently, when their powers initially blossom right after exiting their home universe. I will have to be one of the latter.

Ah yes, you’re here. Welcome to my throne room. You stand in the highest room of the keep, a massive, vaulted ceiling rises high above you. 25 stained glass windows decorate the edges of the pentagonal room, each window guarded from outside intrusion by a powerful Archon Lord, like the elemental lords you tore through earlier, but much, MUCH more dangerous.

In the center of the room are two figures.

Say hello to Eric and Demonologist. Demonologist was getting along so lovely with my chosen vessel that I couldn’t resist the opportunity to take another one. Think how romantic it will be, getting to spend eternity together as gods. Not as powerful as I, but gods nonetheless. They’ll probably object to their… employment at first, but oh well, they don’t really get a say in that.

And if you’ll pay close attention, oh who is that dapper fellow in the longcoat? Why yes! With two fully subdued vessels I can actually manifest myself AS MYSELF! My transformation is almost complete! Soon I will not only be a fully fledged Terminae, but the only fully fledged Terminae with dedicated vessels to holding his power. Both of them with the latent power of Descendency within them! Isn’t it brilliant! After all this time, ALL THIS WAITING I will finally earn my reward as the only True God with the power to exert his will on reality as he pleases.

And all I need to do is kill you lot. Speaking of which, enjoy the spirit chains I have attached to you. Every one of you that I kill with respawn immediately, but it will activate the chain I have linked to your soul. Once I’ve killed enough of you, I will be able to kill all of you at once in one final pulse.

Because after all, to become a true Terminae, I need a ripple in the fabric of reality.

What better way to do that than by killing an entire team of Descended in one fell swoop?

And don’t think that you can get out either, I locked the door behind you.

NOW STAND AND DIE LIKE THE FOOLS YOU ARE.

Wait, woah, woah, woah, you can't just casually take over the dop box for a variety of reasons!
You're not controlled by the idiot GM!
What about dops that take place on Sunday? What about super massive amounts of coordination required!

Tough.
I'm taking over.
It'll only be for a few measly rounds.
Then you can get back to losing horribly.

I'd swear at you, but you're written by Piono.
Anyway, I won't be doing the losing.
It, will, be, you.

Good luck trying to kill a manifested pseudo-Terminae. I don't think even THEY could do it, let alone YOU.

And also the Descendant skrubs, but you aren't controlled by the GM so I think I can lump you in with them.
I have so many surprises in store, and I'm sure all the other idiots have many surprises in store as well.

Well, good thing I won't be around to ruin that for you all then.

You sure something won't attract your attention?
The Descendant idiots are going to kill you, but after my and edgelady's score combined, the total is 3-0.
Die for me, please.
At least six times.
I'm totally not losing my composure or anything.

Of course you aren't losing your composure. You've already lost it.
Now get out of my dialogue box.
Ahem

But-but-but-but...
I was supposed to do the lowdown-

Alicia falls out of the dialogue box and gets her head stuck in the ground."

ALICIA: Gorilla you.

Ha, no lowdown for you suckers. You get to fail to figure this out all on your own.

ALICIA: no goril u
ALICIA: tl;dr: get the hell out or die horribly
ALICIA: what did you actually think you get to stab this funny man
ALICIA: if so then well done for being on the same thought level as me

Hm, I'm sure that the archons waiting outside will be SO friendly. GORILLAd if you do, GORILLAd if you don't. Might as well stand and fight.

ALICIA: no no no I can save you

Get out of the chatbox already

ALICIA: you forget, I am a godmodder.
ALICIA: my power is not derived from GMing, and I can talk however much I like
ALICIA: I can stab people who say things that I don't like, and when everyone is out, I will stab you very hard.
ALICIA: And I will get my box back.
ALICIA: And I will enjoy it very much.

GOOD LUCK WITH THAT

ALICIA: This is a null turn, apparently. The Battlefield is on pause until Impetus ends, so a turn before Pre-Trial 1. Be prepared.
ALICIA: I think if you stab his puppets hard enough, you may be able to get cool and new rewards and cool and new endings.

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How To Play:
Ha, no lowdown for you suckers. You get to fail to figure this out all on your own.

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[big]THE PRELUDE
> THE IMPETUS <
α. THE LEVIATHAN .α
β. ????? .β
γ. ????? .γ
δ. ????? .δ
ε. ????? .ε
ζ. ????? .ζ
ω. THE PRE-TRIAL .ω
THE TRIALS
א. ASCENSION .א
ב. [REDACTED] .ב
ג. [REDACTED] .ג
ד. [REDACTED] .ד
ה. [REDACTED] .ה
[/big]
And thus I sing a SONG of suffering.
The Memorial of the Suffering.
The Itinerary
[SONG] die in a hole
[ALL]: Help SONG die in the hole. Also, attempt to kill Maria.
[AGs]: Kill the PG elites.
[PGs]: Ruin the AG entity advantage.

The Battlefield ~IS ON SEASONABLE STANDBY~
Anyone Can Die.
Lives: [III] [11/11 Players Alive, 7 Required Dead to Lose a Life]

[AG] [Singer] Pricey12345: 20/20 HP, Regeneration (1 HP)
[AG] Sp33d0n/The Eternal Author: 14/27 HP, Regeneration (1 HP), Bloodlines (Applied Regeneration): None. Heartbeat: [IIII]

[N] Redstonetam15/Madison Dela: 10/20 HP, 75% Integrity.
[N] CobaltShade/Kanon: 23/23 HP, 80% Sanity.
[N] Emerald_Mann: 10/20 HP, 75 Integrity.

[PG-α] [Broken] Revan/Nyarlohotep + Ace: 27/27 HP. Evasive (50%), 40% Integrity, 7 AC (+1 from the Enchanted Obsidian Helmet), 15% Integral Armour, 10% Sanity Armour, 50% Retribution Damage. Finally on the suffering train.
25 Rage (Stun Roar: 2 Rage, Minicrit: 5 Rage, Critical: 10, Super-Critical: 15, Sturdy: 18).
Barrier: 0/40,000 HP + Regeneration (5,000 HP)
Healing Item: [IIIII], Shatterpoint: [IIIII I]



[AG-α] heresyofnothing: 10/10 HP.
[GM] Alicia111: 25/50 HP.

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The Fortress
Everywhere:
[N] Crowd of Archons (x901,000). 60% Heat. Will throw you out immediately if you trigger their ire. Fire power: More than you want to deal with. I’ve added a few new types since you last checked.

Sector Verdana:
[PG] [Broken] Untitled by Animal Collective: 100% Anti-Rhythm, Regeneration (10% Anti-Rhythm), Protecting the Scourge! AHHHHHH: [III], Being Piono Is Suffering: [IIIII], Aries Armour: II

Sector How Are You Attracting So Much Heat:
[PG] A Horde of Archon Corpses. Partly Absorbed. Recollection: [III].

The Spire:
[AG] TrickleJest: 27/30 HP, 1 AC, Regeneration (3 HP), Evasive (50%). Rage Vial: 0/10. Power Box: 0/2., SHIELDED +3 AC: III.
[AG] Toast/Noah: 30/30 HP, Regeneration (1 HP), 126,250 Research, 1 AC, 2 AG Armour, 1 Tainted Armour, 1 Dog Armour. +3 AC: III.
5% Integral Armour, Common Status Immunity, Instant Death To The Killer Upon Dying. Hex Circles (x40)
[AG] JOEbob: 20/20 HP, 1/3 Kills, 50% Heat, 10% Critical Chance, 1 AC, LVL: 8%, 5,000/15,000 Damage, 0/25 Energy (+5 per turn, Evasive (50%) [II] [II] [II].
[AG] Cyanogynist/Razihel: 9/24 HP, 2 AC. Regeneration (1 HP), Deflect (15% * 2), 30% Critical Chance.
['AG'] battlefury13: 19/24 HP, 3 AC (+3 from the Enchanted Obsidian Chestplate, Helmet and Aegis of Dog), Nautical, 10% Critical Chance, Psiform: Fillerform: [III], Chaos Control: [IIIIII].

[PG] Jondanger23: 25/25 HP, 2 AC, Regeneration (1 HP). +3 AC: III.
[PG] [Singer] engie/Verdana: 25/25 HP, 1 AC (+1 Enchanted Obsidian Helmet), 5 Barrier Strength, 10% Critical Rate, 75% Heat, Elementally Charged: IIIII.
Inflicts Chaos Splinter for every 15,000 damage dealt. BAD ENDING ACHIEVED.
Dust To Dust: [II] > [II] +3 AC: III.

[AG] Ravenous: 110,000/110,000 HP. 20,000 Attack, Automatically Kills Enemies With Under 20,000 HP. +3 AC: III.

[PG] Kha'Zix: 129,000/220,000 HP, 0 Evolution Counters, Inflicts Isolation on being unattacked for a turn, Void Assault: [III]. [Verdana].

[N] The Semi-Omnipresent Narrator Guy: 1,390,142/1,390,142 HP. Elemental Wrath: [II]. To Ascend Once Again: [IIIIII]
[N] Eric: 100/100 HP. Elemental Mastery: [II]. Fantastic Nuke: [IIIII]
[N] Demonologist: 100/100 HP. Burning Suns: [II]. Hell on Earth: [IIII]



Originally posted on 2017-03-16 18:54:00

100/100 for █████████████████
I can't use this, Impetus has, unfortunately, locked down the charge connector.
25/25 for storage/character upgrades
11/25 for character upgrades
6/25 for more character upgrades.
+1 to redstone, toast and cyan

S U C K E R S



Originally posted on 2017-03-16 19:25:00

level: 8?%
[blocked off]
my second forceefficiency in motion 25/25 +9 dop
wand of skys 25/25 +10 dop
new charges:
stabby stabby 1/10
Personal upgrades are love, personal upgrades are life 4/25 +1 dop +1 tricklejest +1 cyanogynist
+3 wand of skys, +1 to wand of skys using tricklejests +2 from right before last dop
Wand of skys damage boost: 9K
Phoenix catalyst && soul shard && kattana&& Dreamscape rift = Teralune's savior lvl 10 10/11
celestial essence &&wand && liquid phlebtonium= Wand of the skys.2/? lvl?
[big][big][big]charge number uno[/big][/big][/big]
efficiency in motion, placed here as I do not think my plant for 'my second force' will survive very long.
any special or other damage dealing effect(like energy) I have can instead be used to block that much damage, this is a personal upgrade.
If I have any excess charge left over, I will increase the strength of prayers of the damned.
[big][big][big]charge number Dos[/big][/big][/big]
wand of the skys, an artifact.
+1,000 damage, Cap:+10,000
-1,000 damage boost a turn
+1,000 damage per 100 energy fed
+2,000 damage per +1 fed
special effect: energy burst- increase damage boost by 3* for one action, then reduce damage boost to 1k or by 100, whichever is a greater decrease.

placehold
Weeeeelllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll then.
that is an experience.
hm......
I could prrrroooobably put a really big longpost here, but this isn't exactly my highest priority game, its third. might change though.
regardless, the wand of skys should help my attack be quite decent, and I have an hour to burn.
lets go.
I """immediately""" decide to kill demonologist first, since his second special takes less time to charge. I grab my sword, the sleeping blade of dualty, and a level 7 alchemy, and blink over, slashing at him as I pass, before drawing the wand of skys ([A]) in my left hand. dodging a firey bolt, I slash upwards and leave a shallow gash, though the main effect is all the visions he starts to see, of his death, over and over. I land as he staggers back and gather some energy in the wand before pointing it forwards, firing a bolt of purple-black light, and blinking behind him, stabbing him in the back. I pull the blade out just as the bolt slams into his body, keeping me from being wrenched back, and skid-jump sideways, which means jumping but only barely getting above the ground, so as to avoid his spasms. I then realise I have, For whatever reason, been visualising him as a really fat tubby demon, with a monocol, though i cannot fathom Why. using the power of the blade of dualty, I force him to gain weight, making him be as i envisioned for absolutely no reason. I swing my wand overhead, manifesting several small bright orbs in a semicircle above my head, and point forwards, causing all of them to slam into his body, which then falls over.

A rift appears beneath his feet and he lands in a small arena.suddenly, the walls and floor become spiked, the air becomes acidic, and a stream of fire begins to flow in the corner, as in like a river. he starts walking around to look, but the spiky floor hurts his feet, so he decides to stand still. forever. while he does so, a very large, very volatile, very deadly explosive is being built directly beneath them,when suddenly someone starts shoving hamburgers down their throat. these hamburgers happen to contain extremely short range nuclear bomb-nanobots, which prepare to blow him up. the explosion of the nanobots and the explosive beneath him happen simultaneously and blow him/her up into the exit of the room, which is filled with buzzsaws and small cannons and mines and launches to launch you into all that. after bouncing around and being cut to pieces repeatedly, their body is slim again, though its also very bloody and injured.
maybe I'll add more.


Originally posted on 2017-03-16 20:00:00

I use a perfectly generic attack on SONG. It's so generic, I don't see how it would see it coming

SoWM: 6/20
SoBM (converting to Ninja Gear)
Ninja Gear: 7/20 (+20% Evasion, +10% accuracy)
I take some random Potions and stuff, from both Terraria and Minecraft and throw them together
Pegasus Boots||(Potion of Speed&&E ndurance Potion&&Swiftness Potion)=Boots of Absolute Agility: 1/??
Description: boots, already enhanced for speed, specially treated with a mixture of various speed potions, and an endurance potion, to give the user ridiculous speed. Learning how to use it might be difficult.
+3 Piono, as usual

Originally posted on 2017-03-16 21:15:00

<^> Giga Gun Revstacks: 0.

Razihel uses the paused-ness essence of the Battlefield to condense every SiivaGunner rip into a single beam of high quality, straight into Eric's face. After that, he just opts to boop him with the guard of the Sawed-Off Elemental Blade. A million blazes pop out, fire their rods at him, and explode.

Spirit Flame && Anti-Godmodding Runes = Spirit of an Anti-Godmodder (Level 8) (9/9) (Done!)
Broken Hero Sword && (Blaze Powder && Blizz Powder && Bazalz Powder && Blitz Powder || Sawdust) = Sawed-Off Elemental Blade (Level 8) (11/9) (Done!)

+10 from GM.
Lime Sandwich: 25/25 (1 out of 4) (Done!)
Lime Sandwich II: 1/25 (2 out of 4)
Soul Sandwich: 20/25

+1 to Piono, +1 to Toast, and +1 to Joe.

Originally posted on 2017-03-17 01:12:00

FROM THE GRAVE I ARISE! This time, unlike most other DtG games, I actually managed to fish out my old... 'profile' I guess you can call it. I'll also be moving things around a bit, and actually do a character change. Though it's an extremely unorthodox character change, I must say...

---

STATS & ABILITIES:
Zack Hollow Knight:
Alignment: [N]
HP: 20/20
SOUL: 26,000 (-0 per turn due to passives)(Conversion: 1HP = 1 SOUL, 1PHP = 4,000 SOUL)
-SOUL ACTIVE: Soul Burst - 25,000 SOUL - Fires a ball of white energy. Hit one target for 12,500 damage.
-SOUL PASSIVE: Dream Rush - 1,000 SOUL/TURN - INACTIVE - As HP gets lower, increases damage dealt by (500 * (max HP [20] - current HP))
-SOUL PASSIVE: Focus Soul - 5,000 SOUL/TURN - INACTIVE - Makes your soul pool take damage for you. For each 1 HP it would have normally done, deal 2 points of soul damage. So, (damage * 2).

CHARGES:
Remember that you're freaking tiny (15/25) (+10 GM) [UPGRADE]
Embrace the Darkness (23/25) (+10 GM) [UPGRADE]
Wow, what a time to come back.

ALCHEMIES:

Bomb && Void Storage Tank && Bomb Production Line && Retro Video Game Systems = Blast Processing (Lv. 4, 5/5) DONE
Oh god it hurts to name it that, but it makes the most sense...
But whatever.
This launcher that can somehow fit an entire explosives production line in it launches proccessing-powered bombs at the target, converting part of what it would have done into integrity damage. Usually.
Okay, to be honest, not even I know what this weapon is.

Let me get my bearings before going out of my way to make more alchemies.

---

Zack, after a long as hell hiatus, realizes that the fortress he fell asleep in has turned hostile, and begin to panic a little. Clearly his size would get him noticed immediately, especially with all these archons around the place. It was fortunate that he was able to use his ability to go undetected temporarily was working as intended, but was really low on fuel. The blood in his reserves was basically all dried up as of now.

As the last of his energy reserves were about to run dry, he noticed a small, buglike corpse. He recognized it, from his dreams. There was only one way to get around without getting caught. Thanks to his natural balance of dark and light, Zack decided to try out a little trick that his pal Paranoid taught him; entering another's corpse, and placing ones own essence into another's body. This would sadly erase his own body from existence however.

But, even with how small this little bug's corpse was, it looked very, very strong. And perhaps his current weaponry would shrink down to his next size.

As Zack cupped the corpse in his hands, he closes his eyes, his very essence being transferred into the tiny body. His energy was low, so it had to be done quickly.

Unfortunately, it seemed that doing it quickly caused something unexpected; sure, Zack's essence, life force, and will was successfully inserted into the corpse, but the corpse's essence, life force, and will was also restored, it's white mask, grey cape, and black body and eyes rising up and standing upright.

All that he had on him was a tough looking nail that doesn't even look like a nail, but more like a sword. The patterns etched into it were elegantly crafted, and the blade, sharp.

Zack's essence spoke to the newly revived creature. "...Well this wasn't expected at all."
The bug's then spoke; "...Wh... why am I... alive... and who..."
This was really strange to say the least. But this was really the most interesting thing that happened to Zack ever.
"My name's Zack. Do... you have a name? I swear I've seen you in my dreams..."
The bug spoke, "W-well... I have a title... b-but no real name like yours, Zack..."
"Then... what's your title?"
"I... was the Hollow Knight."
"Should I just call you Hollow for short?"
"T-that works... I guess..."

Hollow looks around, still dazed from waking up perhaps.

"S-so where are we?"
"SONG and Eric's fortress."
"W-w-woah... th-this place..."

Zack looks rom the eyes of Hollow for the first time, and is shocked to see through the eyes of a bug-sized being. "Whoa. This place feels a lot bigger when you're smaller!"
Zack then becomes worried about getting lost. "...Uh..."
Then an idea struck. "...You know what, since we're both so tiny, I should be able to use what powers I inherited from someone else to help navigate the place. You should be able to move faster thanks to my powers as well."
A small fraction of Zack's power flies into the sky, and manages to relay a map of whatever area they get into. Another fraction goes off to hover at normal human height, to get a grip on all three views at once; Bird's Eye, Normal, and Bug.
"There. Navigating the place should be much easier now."
"Th-thanks... I owe you one."

They both continue to converse as they roam around the area, completely undetected by the nearly million Archons.

---

((I sort of want a turn to get myself straightened away, so I'll leave you at that for this post. Also, yes, Zack's BLOOD abilities were seamlessly transformed into the Hollow Knight's SOUL abilities. The entire premise is the same, though, so no harm done. I usually like the mid-end game of DtG anyway.))

Originally posted on 2017-03-17 03:46:00

100/100 for █████████████████
I can't use this, Impetus has, unfortunately, locked down the charge connector.
25 charge stored up.
15/25 for character upgrades
7/25 for more character upgrades.
+1 to emerald, cyan and darkside

Demonologist gets triggered by JOEbob misgendering them and decides to focus them down. Eric covers for the, supporting the attack.
Oh come on, do I really need to control your every movement? This shouldn't be that hard. SPREAD THE DAMAGE AROUND YOU MORONS!
Ugh. Fine.
I will use my powers a bit more wisely, sending blasts of elemental energy out that will hit all of the weakest links in the party, ie: lowest health, least AC/dodge/other defensive measures.



Originally posted on 2017-03-17 17:29:00

puhpuhpuhPLACEHOLDER

Originally posted on 2017-03-17 19:29:00

25/25. Come Home. (+1 from cyan) DONE.

10/25. Phobos. (+10 from GM)
19/20. 19X0's Rewind. (+10 from GM, +2 from Piono, +1 from Trickle and Cyan)

+1 to Piono, Darkside, and Trick.

Noah steps forward, and reaches out with his fingertips. Sand is slowly drawn up to them, and granules begin to swirl and link together. The connected particles begin to form shapes, links, chains. Within seconds, two sandstone chains sit in each hand, veins of bright gold light threaded throughout them. With a flick of his wrists, each chain extends outwards, passing harmlessly and effortless through each in the party against SONG. A veil of light seems to drape itself over them. Noah pulls the chains back to him, then lets them secure themselves around his torso like a harness. The veins of gold begin to blacken and corrupt, darkening themselves to a rich purple.

Bring it on.
M8.

Noah spits on the ground, in the general direction of SONG, wherever that might be.

[[This turn, Noah will intercept damage that would hit any of his currently temporary allies. Bring it on, SONG.]]

Stats: https://docs.google.com/document/d/10QEvy1B...onhbK-GpF3tNnFg



Originally posted on 2017-03-17 20:03:00

level: 8?%
[blocked off]
stabby stabby 3/10 +1 from cyanogynist
Personal upgrades are love, personal upgrades are life 5/25
Wand of skys damage boost: 9K
Phoenix catalyst && soul shard && kattana&& Dreamscape rift = Teralune's savior lvl 10 11/11 DONE
celestial essence &&wand && liquid phlebtonium= Wand of the skys.3/? lvl?
Next: (blood essense && agumention crystal && energy focuser)|| armor set = blood armor lvl? 1/?
this set of armor empowers the body with the power of blood, granting Far increased regeneration if used right.
I target SONG/ Semi-Omnipresent Narrator Guy this time, since he is by No Means immortal in this form, though he is probably quite difficult to kill, and he should realise that. he has about 1.5 million hp, 3 million practical hp if i got that right.
aaaannnyway.
I grab teralune's savior and blink at him, then past him, repeatedly appearing and disappearing, dodging any attacks. eventually, I grow bored of that, and start slashing him whenever I get close enough, then blinking back and firing orbs of red or yellow-white light. after some time, I start dialing up the attack speed and strength, sending waves of red splashing out from impact points and causing visible wounds from the energy blasts, before deciding to use the main ability of the sword, channelling both energy types and slashing him Hard, sending pulses of energy, light, heat, and cold, simultaneously, each coming from the point where my sword collides with his coincidently raised arm. after a fraction of a second, I warp backwards, pulling the blade back with me, while it trails crackling red or yellow-white power, and all the pulses and waves flicker, then turn, all flying inwards towards the blade. partial astral cancellation, near impossible in most cases. anyway. I continue the fight, using these attacks as often as possible, and each time regathering all the excess energy. the blade seems to slowly be glowing brighter though, strange. then, on one of the reabsorbtions, far more energy seems to be coming back then I sent out. I raise the blade over my head and a long bright beam of evershifting red and yellow-white energy forms above it. I blink to the top of the castle and jump down, keeping the blade below me, when right before impact I flash cyan and the world splits in two.
Version one: I slash down as i would have anyway, slamming into a shield conjured by SONG, and backflip back, slashing horizontally and blinking every second, before blinking right behind song and stabbing him in the back
Version two: I blink upwards and forwards slightly and start spinning, ending up behind song and slashing him right across the back due to carefully manipulated spin-rate, catching him entirely by surprise, and slash the blade down into the ground, causing several unrelated areas to glow red or white-yellow, before pulling the energy-blade up and causing beams of energy to shoot from those holes. the energy orbs then form into their own mini-swords and start slashing at song whenever theirs an opening. I then drop the blade, though the energy-ones remain, and take the wand from its sheath, sending blasts of energy at him, as well as occasionally branching out to more silly things, like beach-balls and snakes and ropes and such. eventually, I warp behind him, instantly manifesting several small purple-black javelins of light and swinging the wand at him, flinging them at SONG and causing them to impale him, where the ends fade and the shards within him glow brighter, sending out a wave of energy and shredding a section of his body before finally disappearing.

"look, I'm not against you becoming a proper terminae or whatever, but if you kill us then that alica111 person gets closer to wining, and I don't plan on joining them, ever, so I'm probably going to have to."
"why couldn't you have done this Before they made 7 or more ([AG]) people dieing at a time bad? "

Originally posted on 2017-03-17 20:46:00

"Hey Eric! Catch!"

I then proceed to throw a Sphere of Anti-People-Named-Eric at him.

oh yeah and i store the +10 in a charge jar to save for later purposes.

charge jar: 10

Originally posted on 2017-03-17 20:55:00

A voice broadcasts itself into the Descendant's minds.

ALICIA: Oh my god, you're actually trying to fight him. You're all something special.
ALICIA: Uh, fighting him. I'm not particularly sure how killing that git will work, but I think you get a spoil if you get him down to half health before he activates his six turn charge special, and you also get one if you kill both Eric and Demonologist.
ALICIA: I don't recommend trying both, seeing as that's about 1,450,000 HP in six turns, where the insane DPS was bolstered by the guy we're fighting right now.
ALICIA: Don't try both! That will go horribly. If you Descendant idiots plus Verdana and Jon want to kill this funny man, you're going to need to coordinate. I'll happily help out the effort with artifacts and the like, but you're going to need some things such as criticals, perhaps Noah dropping the Envoy, and focusing down one of the two avatars!
ALICIA: You should decide which one to focus down and then act!

ALICIA: Hollow Knight and Zack, I'm offering instant teleports! May want to take them so we can kill SONG!

Originally posted on 2017-03-18 09:53:00

<^> Giga Gun Revstacks: 0.

Razihel requests one million meat pancakes from some guy on the phone. That same exact amount of meat pancakes falls into the battle, and Razihel uses it to build a wall around himself, which no-one pays for.

Wand of Nagamar (Kingdom of Loathing) && Blank Scroll Wheel = ??? (Level ?) (1/?)
Double-Ice Chunk && Rune of Agility || Skill Book = Tome of Not Even Close (Level ?) (1/?)

Lime Sandwich II: 2/25 (2 out of 4)
Soul Sandwich: 21/25

+1 to Trickle, +1 to Toast, and +1 to Joe.

Originally posted on 2017-03-18 10:18:00

25/25. Come Home. (+1 from cyan) DONE

12/25. Phobos. (+1 from cyan)
20/20. 19X0's Rewind. DONE.

+1 to Piono, Battlefury, Cyan.

Stats: https://docs.google.com/document/d/10QEvy1B...onhbK-GpF3tNnFg


Come Home EXPENDED.
19X0's Rewind EXPENDED.
Prototape Summoned.





Originally posted on 2017-03-18 13:05:00

I use the Incarnate of Hyperdeath on me, Toast, Trickle, and if i've forgotten the number of targets *again*, JOE. Psiform switches to Dogform.

20/20
20/20
Waiting for second post to use those.

1+ to Piono, 1+ to Toast, +1 to Revan


Originally posted on 2017-03-18 13:40:00

Verdana seems pretty happy about the sudden lack of need for stealth. Since he's happy about it, he stretches and cracks his neck, sighing happily... and pretty much dropping all pretense of happiness a second later. He starts speaking, and he does not sound pleased.

"That's all there is to it, then? Just someone wanting to play god, and not even being able to do it under their own power at that. You not only anger me, you disgust me, SONG. It's like looking into a cracked, warped mirror, and seeing a mockery staring back at me. A mockery of ideals."

There's an explosive noise from Verdana's body, his form distorting and becoming the crystalline form more associated with dying moments of his. Only, this time, he's not dying. He's merely expanding his body out to better hold the power he's starting to force through it, amplifying the power of both his own abilities and those he absorbed from the slain archon hordes exponentially in a matter of seconds. It appears he has gone Photoshop form once again, just like all that time ago.

"In my eyes, the best one can strive for is to take power for themselves and themselves alone, and for them to be honest about their methods. Objects may come in handy along the way, but they should not be relied on, for it is the strength of a being alone that determines what they can do with themselves. And me... I've adhered to my desires very well, I believe. I have power, it is mine and mine alone to wield, and I use it the way I want to use it, with no ambiguity for others to see. But then, there's you. YOU!"

He's suddenly shouting, and being in photoshop form makes it sound really not nice to be on the receiving end of.

"YOU WOULD DO THE EXACT SAME THING, BUT YOU WOULD LIE AND MANIPULATE TO ACHIEVE IT! THOSE PEOPLE IN THE FORTRESS, WHO YOUR ACTIONS HAVE KILLED OFF, THEY TRUSTED YOU, AND YOU BETRAYED THEM! IT WAS ADVERTISED AS A SAFE PLACE! SOMEWHERE WHERE PEOPLE COULD SURVIVE INSTEAD OF BEING CRUSHED OUT ON THE BATTLEFIELD! AND NOW EVERYONE WHO THOUGHT YOUR WORDS RANG TRUE IS DEAD BECAUSE OF YOUR ACTIONS! YOU ARE A DECEIVER AND A TRAITOR, AND I WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS ANY LONGER!"

Photoshop Verdana proceeds to charge forward, slamming into SONG like a training would slam into an obstruction on the tracks. The sheer force from the impact is so great, beings of lesser durability such as the unfortunate duo of Eric and Demonologist are sent flying off to the side, crashing hard against the walls of the room despite the tremendous distance between their starting and ending points. Then, Verdana raises one crystallized photoshop fist up high, bringing it down as hard on SONG as he can muster. Strangely, instead of an explosive force, this time both Eric and Demonologist are yanked from their places and dragged back to the battle, landing in two scattered heaps beneath Photoshop Verdana's body. He scuttles back a bit and observes their presences.

"They would be better off dead than being used as living batteries to sustain YOUR existence."

Again, a massive fist lashes out, this time to block off SONG's ability to intervene in the events of the battle for a brief time, although he'll doubtless try to anyway. Try, being the operative word here. Not succeed. Suddenly, the Gravitational Core comes flying into view, apparently part of Verdana's arsenal now, and curls past Photoshop Verdana's body to slam itself right on top of Demonologist and Eric. Then, just as suddenly, a massive gravitational pulse rings out, amplified beyond absurd levels by Verdana's own gravitational mastery and elemental charge. To add insult to injury, Photoshop Verdana's body proceeds to overload and explode violently, engulfing the duo in a supermassive crystal-shard-infused elemental explosion, once again flinging them off to one of the walls at the side of the building. It seems Verdana opted to focus 3 of those Gravcrush stacks onto Eric, and 2 of them onto Demonologist.

Kha'Zix proceeds to pounce on Demonologist and start ripping into them with those giant spiky reaver claws.

Raiding Party: 25/25 (Expended immediately)

To add to the current mess going on in the Spire, despite the presence of archons guarding the windows, someone seems to have gotten in anyway. There's a notably prevalent katana slash on one of the windows, and a hooded man standing on the floor below it. The hoodie is black, he's holding a katana, and there's a few electrical sparks around him. You all know who it is.

JOHN CENA

Actually it's The Operative. And he doesn't seem happy to be here.

The Operative
HP: 15 Player HP
Dodge chance: 75%
Passive: Upon dodging an attack, counterattack the enemy.
Passive: Dodge chance is a little harder to bypass. Not impossible, but harder than it would be for someone less dodge-focused.

The one from outside dimensions: 4/25
+2 to Jon

Originally posted on 2017-03-18 13:42:00

Chaos Control: 5/6 (1 EXPENDED)
25/25 5+ from procastination
25/25 5+ from procastrination
Reminders for Consomme:
Merge Maria's spoils
3 HP max increase for me due to broken

Battlefury just sorta laughs at SONG. "Oh, man, you actually expect to win here in any possible way?" He shakes his head. "Dude, no (see: all of it) disrespect, but you seem to have literally forgotten the meaning of the word "descendant. Backing us up against a wall doesn't really do all that much." A grin. "But if you want to think a big flashy health bar and a pair of 100 HP flesh puppets can save you, go ahead. Just, do me a favor, and when you finally die to the same people you gave a smugass speech to, do please give the Boatman my regards."

"Regardless, you need to die. Gotta deal with smug idiots somehow, and sometimes murder is the only option. Which, by the way, you forced on us. So don't blame us if you horribly die."

As all this goes on, a noticeable amount of dogs begins to flood the area. The Archons are somehow completely unaware of them. Huh. ain't that odd. They perform various interpretive dances, all of which tell SONG's future! What a tragedy, a sadnessouchosnesss, that we cannot read those gloryoundos dancendos! (this attack brought to you by a poor mr pages impersonation). But don't worry.

Because I can. Why wouldn't i? I am, after all, making them do those things. A stunning revelation, that. All of the dogs suddenly stack into a massive tower, and then fall unto SONG, who is promptly hit by a massive tower of dogs, cascading all over the damned place, covering everything in residue. The ground, before long, is white with residue as the dogs continue to slip and slide on the Spire. Which now has a massive wooden sign nailed into it by a dog. It's been renamed the Borkpire, and SONG has been evicted for failing to pay his rent. Well, not really. But those landlord dogs sure are tearing into him. And his bank account. Somehow. Just take my word for it.

Oh, and because i indirectly implied i would, even though it's kinda implied by my own, personal, Smugness Speech:tm: that i'd reveal the meaning of the dance. Yes, the tower falling at the end was a part of it, and not something i segwayed in to inflate this post. It really wasn't, actually. So uh.. Anyway, unto that reveal. As you may have gleaned, it's literally just SONG dying a horrible death, via the "putting yourself in harms way because being a boss is fun" method of suicide, the rates of which have tragically climbed. *cough* stevei *cough*

The dogs being to merge, to create, to reforge, themsleves. Beasts of horror and massive dogs rise, towering above all. Dogs flood the sky, blotting out everything, swirling and dancing. It begins to rain residue as more and more descend, either out of choice or gravity. From shadows, massive dogs, old dogs, begin to surround the Spire. Rising from dirt, joining the crowd, striking into the corrupted light. Before long, a massive swirl of chaos and dog, Dogos, surrounds the Spire. From top to bottom, a storm of dog.

The dogs then seep into the spire.

And they rise.

A truly massive amount of dog floods the Throne Room, ransacking it anew for dogkind, marking it and soaking it for ages and eternities to come, in the forbidden residue, that which is the sign of ends, that which brings tragedy and despair, that which brings forth nightmarish creatures that which emit from the night's own hellspawn cannot possibly hope to match. It twists and twitches, teetering on the verge of ascendancy. The Dogos, and the Dog Storm, having completely filled the chamber, begin their wave of attacks. Firstly, a simple clinging. A ton of unaccountably peckish and longcoat hungry dogs come worth, and promptly latch unto every single spare millimeter of SONG's longcoat. It doesn't last long. At all. It is scarfed down in moments. And then all that remains is SONG. Connect the dots, please.

Secondly, more dogs come forth. They carry with them a strange, yellow box. It in remains two layers of paper, concealing something. The something raves and twitches underneath the paper covering and box, twisting and screaming and shouting and starveling. It is inside a golden chest, lifted up by the heads of four bearer dogs, each one wearing a cape. One is blood red, for the sins that cannot be forgiven. Another is the exact opposite of Cosmogone, the power of the false saints echoing, their lies becoming truth with each glance. One is just a surface slik cape, but smells of betrayal and lies. Another is made of Thirsty Bombazine, absorbing all the light around it, hungrily devouring it, chowing it down. And yet, unlike what you would expect and would normally happen happen with Thirsty Bombazine, it does not gain weight. It hungers, forever starving and starveling.

Finally, the congregration reaches SONG, and places down the chest. The chest is a nightmare all of it's own. Around the key hole is the mark of a cat's paw. Surrounding it are images. Images of madness. Images of a very particular Correspondence symbol. A mark, indicating falling towards earth. Images of secrets nobody wants to know but cannot forget, for they are burnt into their memory. Images of those fooled by false truths and lies. Images of seven false saints, betraying and corrupting all they befriend or touch within vomits. Violent Irrigo blazing a hole into people's memory's, causing them to slowly forget everything.

The chest begins to creak. The device used to carry the chest suddenly transforms into 7 torches, all of which light up into the colors of the Neathbow. Irrigo. Gant. Apocyan. Viric. Peliguin. Cosmogone. Violant. Colors of dreams, of truth, of all that remains, of forgetfulness. The fire courses inward, and the chest is set alight with the colors. Energy courses thoughout the chest. A key, forged of seven false colors, of seven impossible colors, arises from the ashes, and floats into the keyhole. It fits. And then it turns.

The chest clicks.

Click. Clack. Claw. Clash.

Within lies the box, with a removable top. Naturally, it is extremely heavy. The dog with the cape of Bombazine takes the top right corner, the Dog with the cape of the False Saints takes the lower left, the cape of blood red the lower right, that of betrayal and lies taking the upper left. Capes and hoods blowing in a mysterious, artic, avid wind, chilling all that is within the room. They lift, or rather try to. But, though they try, they cannot open it. They struggle and struggle, and yet the lid does not lift. And so, they resolve to fuse.

They come together, and being to crave Correspondense all over the room. Strange symbols, unseen before, are burned into the walls. Arcane mutterings and magetear is ground into the ritual, obtained from sources unknown. The ritual begins to consume SONG. Somehow. It's terrifying and unnatural nature making it utterly immune to his retribution.

You wouldn't want the concept of your very existence devoured over one measly attack, would you? Of course you wouldn't. To go so far, only to be devoured by a being whose pull is easily resisted if you aren't an idiot, is surely such a humiliation that one would do nothing, aren't i right? Besides, the attack is backed by a piece of a project charge, a critical, a longpost, and two twenty charges. One of the dogs brings forth a vial of blood. It is a deeper red than human blood, and freezing cold to the touch. It carries a song in it: an unending fading ring like black space struck with a fingernail. It trembles and shakes, other objects shivering and fleeing from it. The dog uncorks the cap, and the song intensifies, the song intensifying greatly, ringing more loudly than ever. Finally, the dog with cape of black lifts it up into the air. Upon the arcane rituals centerpiece are other objects of great value. Veils-Velvet fabric, an Impossible Theorem, a shattered bottle of the Tears of the bazaar, a majestic travesty weaved from Ivory Organza and Puzzle Damask, the Once-reported location of a prince of hell, a soul impossibly powerful and valuable, seven corrupted candles. Did i mention the candles? Legions upon legion of Mourning Candles, burning black with hunger, surround the ritual. Seven candles made with wax of the impossible colors also alternate with the seven candles of the false saints. Truly, SEVENISTHENUMBER.

The dogs pour the Blood of the Masters unto the centerpiece of the ritual. Within moments, the effects are clear. The blood crystallizes over the offering, soaking even the crystals and trapping them, binding them. The correspondence glows impossibly bright. The four dogs begin to dance, ever faster, around the ritual. They seemed to be sucked more and more into it with each moment, whilst the ritual slowly inflicts various horrors on SONG, using himself as a back up power source. Even the room, even the spire, even the planet, begins to spin, ever faster as the dog's circle shrinks, as the blood screams ever louder, and as the Name of Mr Eaten continues to shine the brightest among the correspondence. Finally, the circle grows overly small. The dogs, all of them, collide at once. The ritual and correspondence collapse inwards, "crushing" the dogs.

From the Shadows, above the torture and the pain, above the binding of their FATE, a single, massive, dog arises. It's cape is forged of Veils-Velvet and Ivory, stained with the blood of the masters and dyed with the neathbow. It's form is warped by impossibilities not yet seen before. It cannot be. It's skin is covered in correspondence, fused to it's very being, the power of the Judgement's Above taken for it's own. It's two eyes glow like candles, while a black, festering aura surrounds it. It's power is such that reality shivers. Most striking of all, however, is the sudden presence of two towering ears, like those of a bat but not, and of two batty wings. But that is hardly the most terrifying. Those all pale in comparison to this next detail.

It's cape ends in 14 candles. Each one an impossible colour, or a false saint.

Mr Dogen rises.

/TO BE CONTINUED.





1+ to Piono, 1+ to Toast, +1 to Revan

Originally posted on 2017-03-18 14:02:00

3 to Piono

Grenade && Crystal = Shrapanel Grenade 1/???

Maddison casually eats a cheeseburger to heal herself.

Originally posted on 2017-03-18 14:25:00

SONG can't be here for this dop due to metaphysical shenanigans! Rejoice!

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QUOTE (pionoplayer @ (time=1489692333))

100/100 for █████████████████ I can't use this, Impetus has, unfortunately, locked down the charge connector. 25/25 for storage/character upgrades 11/25 for character upgrades 6/25 for more character upgrades. +1 to redstone, toast and cyan S U C K E R S

ALICIA: u succ 2

QUOTE (JOEbob @ (time=1489694449))

level: 8?% [blocked off] my second forceefficiency in motion 25/25 +9 dop wand of skys 25/25 +10 dop new charges: stabby stabby 1/10 Personal upgrades are love, personal upgrades are life 4/25 +1 dop +1 tricklejest +1 cyanogynist +3 wand of skys, +1 to wand of skys using tricklejests +2 from right before last dop Wand of skys damage boost: 9K Phoenix catalyst && soul shard && kattana&& Dreamscape rift = Teralune's savior lvl 10 10/11 celestial essence &&wand && liquid phlebtonium= Wand of the skys.2/? lvl? [big][big][big]charge number uno[/big][/big][/big] efficiency in motion, placed here as I do not think my plant for 'my second force' will survive very long. any special or other damage dealing effect(like energy) I have can instead be used to block that much damage, this is a personal upgrade. If I have any excess charge left over, I will increase the strength of prayers of the damned. [big][big][big]charge number Dos[/big][/big][/big] wand of the skys, an artifact. +1,000 damage, Cap:+10,000 -1,000 damage boost a turn +1,000 damage per 100 energy fed +2,000 damage per +1 fed special effect: energy burst- increase damage boost by 3* for one action, then reduce damage boost to 1k or by 100, whichever is a greater decrease. placehold Weeeeelllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll then. that is an experience. hm...... I could prrrroooobably put a really big longpost here, but this isn't exactly my highest priority game, its third. might change though. regardless, the wand of skys should help my attack be quite decent, and I have an hour to burn. lets go. I """immediately""" decide to kill demonologist first, since his second special takes less time to charge. I grab my sword, the sleeping blade of dualty, and a level 7 alchemy, and blink over, slashing at him as I pass, before drawing the wand of skys ([A]) in my left hand. dodging a firey bolt, I slash upwards and leave a shallow gash, though the main effect is all the visions he starts to see, of his death, over and over. I land as he staggers back and gather some energy in the wand before pointing it forwards, firing a bolt of purple-black light, and blinking behind him, stabbing him in the back. I pull the blade out just as the bolt slams into his body, keeping me from being wrenched back, and skid-jump sideways, which means jumping but only barely getting above the ground, so as to avoid his spasms. I then realise I have, For whatever reason, been visualising him as a really fat tubby demon, with a monocol, though i cannot fathom Why. using the power of the blade of dualty, I force him to gain weight, making him be as i envisioned for absolutely no reason. I swing my wand overhead, manifesting several small bright orbs in a semicircle above my head, and point forwards, causing all of them to slam into his body, which then falls over. A rift appears beneath his feet and he lands in a small arena.suddenly, the walls and floor become spiked, the air becomes acidic, and a stream of fire begins to flow in the corner, as in like a river. he starts walking around to look, but the spiky floor hurts his feet, so he decides to stand still. forever. while he does so, a very large, very volatile, very deadly explosive is being built directly beneath them,when suddenly someone starts shoving hamburgers down their throat. these hamburgers happen to contain extremely short range nuclear bomb-nanobots, which prepare to blow him up. the explosion of the nanobots and the explosive beneath him happen simultaneously and blow him/her up into the exit of the room, which is filled with buzzsaws and small cannons and mines and launches to launch you into all that. after bouncing around and being cut to pieces repeatedly, their body is slim again, though its also very bloody and injured. maybe I'll add more.

ALICIA: Wand of the Skies summoned! +8,000 Damage! You gain the ability to convert damage to shielding that only works for a single turn. Demonologist takes 6 + 2 damage, and the Wand loses 1,000 damage! You then promptly realise demonologist is a girl. I guess some demons are all bad, huh?

QUOTE (Emerald_Mann @ (time=1489698940))

I use a perfectly generic attack on SONG. It's so generic, I don't see how it would see it coming SoWM: 6/20 SoBM (converting to Ninja Gear) Ninja Gear: 7/20 (+20% Evasion, +10% accuracy) I take some random Potions and stuff, from both Terraria and Minecraft and throw them together Pegasus Boots||(Potion of Speed&&E ndurance Potion&&Swiftness Potion)=Boots of Absolute Agility: 1/?? Description: boots, already enhanced for speed, specially treated with a mixture of various speed potions, and an endurance potion, to give the user ridiculous speed. Learning how to use it might be difficult. +3 Piono, as usual

Boots of Absolute Agility: (Level 7: 1/8)

QUOTE (Cyanogynist @ (time=1489713154))

<^> Giga Gun Revstacks: 0. Razihel uses the paused-ness essence of the Battlefield to condense every SiivaGunner rip into a single beam of high quality, straight into Eric's face. After that, he just opts to boop him with the guard of the Sawed-Off Elemental Blade. A million blazes pop out, fire their rods at him, and explode. Spirit Flame && Anti-Godmodding Runes = Spirit of an Anti-Godmodder (Level 8) (9/9) (Done!) Broken Hero Sword && (Blaze Powder && Blizz Powder && Bazalz Powder && Blitz Powder || Sawdust) = Sawed-Off Elemental Blade (Level 8) (11/9) (Done!) +10 from GM. Lime Sandwich: 25/25 (1 out of 4) (Done!) Lime Sandwich II: 1/25 (2 out of 4) Soul Sandwich: 20/25 +1 to Piono, +1 to Toast, and +1 to Joe.

ALICIA: Eric takes 4 damage!

QUOTE (DarkSide @ (time=1489722360))

FROM THE GRAVE I ARISE! This time, unlike most other DtG games, I actually managed to fish out my old... 'profile' I guess you can call it. I'll also be moving things around a bit, and actually do a character change. Though it's an extremely unorthodox character change, I must say... STATS & ABILITIES: Zack Hollow Knight: Alignment: [N] HP: 20/20 SOUL: 26,000 (-0 per turn due to passives)(Conversion: 1HP = 1 SOUL, 1PHP = 4,000 SOUL) -SOUL ACTIVE: Soul Burst - 25,000 SOUL - Fires a ball of white energy. Hit one target for 12,500 damage. -SOUL PASSIVE: Dream Rush - 1,000 SOUL/TURN - INACTIVE - As HP gets lower, increases damage dealt by (500 * (max HP [20] - current HP)) -SOUL PASSIVE: Focus Soul - 5,000 SOUL/TURN - INACTIVE - Makes your soul pool take damage for you. For each 1 HP it would have normally done, deal 2 points of soul damage. So, (damage * 2). CHARGES: Remember that you're freaking tiny (15/25) (+10 GM) [UPGRADE] Embrace the Darkness (23/25) (+10 GM) [UPGRADE] Wow, what a time to come back. ALCHEMIES: Bomb && Void Storage Tank && Bomb Production Line && Retro Video Game Systems = Blast Processing (Lv. 4, 5/5) DONE Oh god it hurts to name it that, but it makes the most sense... But whatever. This launcher that can somehow fit an entire explosives production line in it launches proccessing-powered bombs at the target, converting part of what it would have done into integrity damage. Usually. Okay, to be honest, not even I know what this weapon is. Let me get my bearings before going out of my way to make more alchemies. Zack, after a long as hell hiatus, realizes that the fortress he fell asleep in has turned hostile, and begin to panic a little. Clearly his size would get him noticed immediately, especially with all these archons around the place. It was fortunate that he was able to use his ability to go undetected temporarily was working as intended, but was really low on fuel. The blood in his reserves was basically all dried up as of now. As the last of his energy reserves were about to run dry, he noticed a small, buglike corpse. He recognized it, from his dreams. There was only one way to get around without getting caught. Thanks to his natural balance of dark and light, Zack decided to try out a little trick that his pal Paranoid taught him; entering another's corpse, and placing ones own essence into another's body. This would sadly erase his own body from existence however. But, even with how small this little bug's corpse was, it looked very, very strong. And perhaps his current weaponry would shrink down to his next size. As Zack cupped the corpse in his hands, he closes his eyes, his very essence being transferred into the tiny body. His energy was low, so it had to be done quickly. Unfortunately, it seemed that doing it quickly caused something unexpected; sure, Zack's essence, life force, and will was successfully inserted into the corpse, but the corpse's essence, life force, and will was also restored, it's white mask, grey cape, and black body and eyes rising up and standing upright. All that he had on him was a tough looking nail that doesn't even look like a nail, but more like a sword. The patterns etched into it were elegantly crafted, and the blade, sharp. Zack's essence spoke to the newly revived creature. "...Well this wasn't expected at all." The bug's then spoke; "...Wh... why am I... alive... and who..." This was really strange to say the least. But this was really the most interesting thing that happened to Zack ever. "My name's Zack. Do... you have a name? I swear I've seen you in my dreams..." The bug spoke, "W-well... I have a title... b-but no real name like yours, Zack..." "Then... what's your title?" "I... was the Hollow Knight." "Should I just call you Hollow for short?" "T-that works... I guess..." Hollow looks around, still dazed from waking up perhaps. "S-so where are we?" "SONG and Eric's fortress." "W-w-woah... th-this place..." Zack looks rom the eyes of Hollow for the first time, and is shocked to see through the eyes of a bug-sized being. "Whoa. This place feels a lot bigger when you're smaller!" Zack then becomes worried about getting lost. "...Uh..." Then an idea struck. "...You know what, since we're both so tiny, I should be able to use what powers I inherited from someone else to help navigate the place. You should be able to move faster thanks to my powers as well." A small fraction of Zack's power flies into the sky, and manages to relay a map of whatever area they get into. Another fraction goes off to hover at normal human height, to get a grip on all three views at once; Bird's Eye, Normal, and Bug. "There. Navigating the place should be much easier now." "Th-thanks... I owe you one." They both continue to converse as they roam around the area, completely undetected by the nearly million Archons. ((I sort of want a turn to get myself straightened away, so I'll leave you at that for this post. Also, yes, Zack's BLOOD abilities were seamlessly transformed into the Hollow Knight's SOUL abilities. The entire premise is the same, though, so no harm done. I usually like the mid-end game of DtG anyway.))

ALICIA: Welcome to the game, Issun Hollow Knight, and welcome back, Neutral Flying Boat Guy Who Has Taken To My Text Colour! I'm offering free teleports to the SONG fight for anyone who needs them! You gather a map of the Fortress, revive a bug, and notice the Spire, a quite important building. As the resident godmodder, I will point you towards the spire whilst snarking.

QUOTE (pionoplayer @ (time=1489771755))

100/100 for █████████████████ I can't use this, Impetus has, unfortunately, locked down the charge connector. 25 charge stored up. 15/25 for character upgrades 7/25 for more character upgrades. +1 to emerald, cyan and darkside Demonologist gets triggered by JOEbob misgendering them and decides to focus them down. Eric covers for the, supporting the attack. Oh come on, do I really need to control your every movement? This shouldn't be that hard. SPREAD THE DAMAGE AROUND YOU MORONS! Ugh. Fine. I will use my powers a bit more wisely, sending blasts of elemental energy out that will hit all of the weakest links in the party, ie: lowest health, least AC/dodge/other defensive measures.

ALICIA: SONG will do as you say! Eric and demonologist will do as you say!

QUOTE (TrickleJest @ (time=1489778991))

puhpuhpuhPLACEHOLDER

ALICIA: rip

QUOTE (Toast @ (time=1489781027))

25/25. Come Home. (+1 from cyan) DONE. 10/25. Phobos. (+10 from GM) 19/20. 19X0's Rewind. (+10 from GM, +2 from Piono, +1 from Trickle and Cyan) +1 to Piono, Darkside, and Trick. Noah steps forward, and reaches out with his fingertips. Sand is slowly drawn up to them, and granules begin to swirl and link together. The connected particles begin to form shapes, links, chains. Within seconds, two sandstone chains sit in each hand, veins of bright gold light threaded throughout them. With a flick of his wrists, each chain extends outwards, passing harmlessly and effortless through each in the party against SONG. A veil of light seems to drape itself over them. Noah pulls the chains back to him, then lets them secure themselves around his torso like a harness. The veins of gold begin to blacken and corrupt, darkening themselves to a rich purple. Bring it on. M8. Noah spits on the ground, in the general direction of SONG, wherever that might be. [[This turn, Noah will intercept damage that would hit any of his currently temporary allies. Bring it on, SONG.]] Stats: https://docs.google.com/document/d/10QEvy1B...onhbK-GpF3tNnFg

ALICIA: You'll try to do that. SONG isn't limited by your trickery, though you'll certainly take more damage!

QUOTE (JOEbob @ (time=1489783584))

level: 8?% [blocked off] stabby stabby 3/10 +1 from cyanogynist Personal upgrades are love, personal upgrades are life 5/25 Wand of skys damage boost: 9K Phoenix catalyst && soul shard && kattana&& Dreamscape rift = Teralune's savior lvl 10 11/11 DONE celestial essence &&wand && liquid phlebtonium= Wand of the skys.3/? lvl? Next: (blood essense && agumention crystal && energy focuser)|| armor set = blood armor lvl? 1/? this set of armor empowers the body with the power of blood, granting Far increased regeneration if used right. I target SONG/ Semi-Omnipresent Narrator Guy this time, since he is by No Means immortal in this form, though he is probably quite difficult to kill, and he should realise that. he has about 1.5 million hp, 3 million practical hp if i got that right. aaaannnyway. I grab teralune's savior and blink at him, then past him, repeatedly appearing and disappearing, dodging any attacks. eventually, I grow bored of that, and start slashing him whenever I get close enough, then blinking back and firing orbs of red or yellow-white light. after some time, I start dialing up the attack speed and strength, sending waves of red splashing out from impact points and causing visible wounds from the energy blasts, before deciding to use the main ability of the sword, channelling both energy types and slashing him Hard, sending pulses of energy, light, heat, and cold, simultaneously, each coming from the point where my sword collides with his coincidently raised arm. after a fraction of a second, I warp backwards, pulling the blade back with me, while it trails crackling red or yellow-white power, and all the pulses and waves flicker, then turn, all flying inwards towards the blade. partial astral cancellation, near impossible in most cases. anyway. I continue the fight, using these attacks as often as possible, and each time regathering all the excess energy. the blade seems to slowly be glowing brighter though, strange. then, on one of the reabsorbtions, far more energy seems to be coming back then I sent out. I raise the blade over my head and a long bright beam of evershifting red and yellow-white energy forms above it. I blink to the top of the castle and jump down, keeping the blade below me, when right before impact I flash cyan and the world splits in two. Version one: I slash down as i would have anyway, slamming into a shield conjured by SONG, and backflip back, slashing horizontally and blinking every second, before blinking right behind song and stabbing him in the back Version two: I blink upwards and forwards slightly and start spinning, ending up behind song and slashing him right across the back due to carefully manipulated spin-rate, catching him entirely by surprise, and slash the blade down into the ground, causing several unrelated areas to glow red or white-yellow, before pulling the energy-blade up and causing beams of energy to shoot from those holes. the energy orbs then form into their own mini-swords and start slashing at song whenever theirs an opening. I then drop the blade, though the energy-ones remain, and take the wand from its sheath, sending blasts of energy at him, as well as occasionally branching out to more silly things, like beach-balls and snakes and ropes and such. eventually, I warp behind him, instantly manifesting several small purple-black javelins of light and swinging the wand at him, flinging them at SONG and causing them to impale him, where the ends fade and the shards within him glow brighter, sending out a wave of energy and shredding a section of his body before finally disappearing. "look, I'm not against you becoming a proper terminae or whatever, but if you kill us then that alica111 person gets closer to wining, and I don't plan on joining them, ever, so I'm probably going to have to." "why couldn't you have done this Before they made 7 or more ([AG]) people dieing at a time bad? "

ALICIA: Teralune's Saviour: I'm... not sure what this is. I think you'd be better off describing it.
ALICIA: You rip Teralune's Saviour from the Alchemiter, before savaging SONG, dealing 27,000 + 7,000 = 34,000 damage! He didn't do it before they made AGs dying bad because he hates your guts.

QUOTE (Jondanger23 @ (time=1489784153))

"Hey Eric! Catch!" I then proceed to throw a Sphere of Anti-People-Named-Eric at him. oh yeah and i store the +10 in a charge jar to save for later purposes. charge jar: 10

ALICIA: Eric takes 4 damage!

QUOTE (Cyanogynist @ (time=1489832300))

<^> Giga Gun Revstacks: 0. Razihel requests one million meat pancakes from some guy on the phone. That same exact amount of meat pancakes falls into the battle, and Razihel uses it to build a wall around himself, which no-one pays for. Wand of Nagamar (Kingdom of Loathing) && Blank Scroll Wheel = ??? (Level ?) (1/?) Double-Ice Chunk && Rune of Agility || Skill Book = Tome of Not Even Close (Level ?) (1/?) Lime Sandwich II: 2/25 (2 out of 4) Soul Sandwich: 21/25 +1 to Trickle, +1 to Toast, and +1 to Joe.

ALICIA: You shield!

QUOTE (Toast @ (time=1489842354))

25/25. Come Home. (+1 from cyan) DONE 12/25. Phobos. (+1 from cyan) 20/20. 19X0's Rewind. DONE. +1 to Piono, Battlefury, Cyan. Stats: https://docs.google.com/document/d/10QEvy1B...onhbK-GpF3tNnFg Come Home EXPENDED. 19X0's Rewind EXPENDED. Prototape Summoned. Prototape Prototape. 30/30 Frames. x3. Passive- Prototape uses a similar mechanic to the Tape Worm, although this iteration has 3 lives. Each turn, the Prototape gains 2 Current and Maximum Frames, plus 1 for each life it has lost. Upon dying, Frames are reset to 30. Actions- Rundown: Destroy 3-7 frames, at random. Deal damage based on how many Frames you lost. Slideshow: Destroy 5 frames, and inflict three random debuffs on the target. Frame Check: Destroy half of your current frames. The next time you act, restore the higher amount of ((the frames you destroyed); 15 Frames). If you are killed before this, you may act twice on your next action. Specials- Burnout: Destroy all your frames, then deal immense damage to a target. Deals bonus damage based on how many frames you lost. Inflict Burned and Blind until the end of turn. Cooldown: 5 turns. Drafts- Each of these skills can only be used once. First Draft: Inflict Stunned on a target for two turns, then deal damage based on how many Frames you are missing. Second Draft: Destroy 15 Frames, then grant Noah x Research.

ALICIA: Prototape summoned!

QUOTE (Battlefury @ (time=1489844419))

I use the Incarnate of Hyperdeath on me, Toast, Trickle, and if i've forgotten the number of targets *again*, JOE. Psiform switches to Entropyform. 20/20 20/20 Waiting for second post to use those. 1+ to Piono, 1+ to Toast, +1 to Revan

ALICIA: You use the Incarnate of Hyperdeath, and switch to Entropyform!

QUOTE (engie @ (time=1489844560))

Verdana seems pretty happy about the sudden lack of need for stealth. Since he's happy about it, he stretches and cracks his neck, sighing happily... and pretty much dropping all pretense of happiness a second later. He starts speaking, and he does not sound pleased. "That's all there is to it, then? Just someone wanting to play god, and not even being able to do it under their own power at that. You not only anger me, you disgust me, SONG. It's like looking into a cracked, warped mirror, and seeing a mockery staring back at me. A mockery of ideals." There's an explosive noise from Verdana's body, his form distorting and becoming the crystalline form more associated with dying moments of his. Only, this time, he's not dying. He's merely expanding his body out to better hold the power he's starting to force through it, amplifying the power of both his own abilities and those he absorbed from the slain archon hordes exponentially in a matter of seconds. It appears he has gone Photoshop form once again, just like all that time ago. "In my eyes, the best one can strive for is to take power for themselves and themselves alone, and for them to be honest about their methods. Objects may come in handy along the way, but they should not be relied on, for it is the strength of a being alone that determines what they can do with themselves. And me... I've adhered to my desires very well, I believe. I have power, it is mine and mine alone to wield, and I use it the way I want to use it, with no ambiguity for others to see. But then, there's you. YOU!" He's suddenly shouting, and being in photoshop form makes it sound really not nice to be on the receiving end of. "YOU WOULD DO THE EXACT SAME THING, BUT YOU WOULD LIE AND MANIPULATE TO ACHIEVE IT! THOSE PEOPLE IN THE FORTRESS, WHO YOUR ACTIONS HAVE KILLED OFF, THEY TRUSTED YOU, AND YOU BETRAYED THEM! IT WAS ADVERTISED AS A SAFE PLACE! SOMEWHERE WHERE PEOPLE COULD SURVIVE INSTEAD OF BEING CRUSHED OUT ON THE BATTLEFIELD! AND NOW EVERYONE WHO THOUGHT YOUR WORDS RANG TRUE IS DEAD BECAUSE OF YOUR ACTIONS! YOU ARE A DECEIVER AND A TRAITOR, AND I WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS ANY LONGER!" Photoshop Verdana proceeds to charge forward, slamming into SONG like a training would slam into an obstruction on the tracks. The sheer force from the impact is so great, beings of lesser durability such as the unfortunate duo of Eric and Demonologist are sent flying off to the side, crashing hard against the walls of the room despite the tremendous distance between their starting and ending points. Then, Verdana raises one crystallized photoshop fist up high, bringing it down as hard on SONG as he can muster. Strangely, instead of an explosive force, this time both Eric and Demonologist are yanked from their places and dragged back to the battle, landing in two scattered heaps beneath Photoshop Verdana's body. He scuttles back a bit and observes their presences. "They would be better off dead than being used as living batteries to sustain YOUR existence." Again, a massive fist lashes out, this time to block off SONG's ability to intervene in the events of the battle for a brief time, although he'll doubtless try to anyway. Try, being the operative word here. Not succeed. Suddenly, the Gravitational Core comes flying into view, apparently part of Verdana's arsenal now, and curls past Photoshop Verdana's body to slam itself right on top of Demonologist and Eric. Then, just as suddenly, a massive gravitational pulse rings out, amplified beyond absurd levels by Verdana's own gravitational mastery and elemental charge. To add insult to injury, Photoshop Verdana's body proceeds to overload and explode violently, engulfing the duo in a supermassive crystal-shard-infused elemental explosion, once again flinging them off to one of the walls at the side of the building. It seems Verdana opted to focus 3 of those Gravcrush stacks onto Eric, and 2 of them onto Demonologist. Kha'Zix proceeds to pounce on Demonologist and start ripping into them with those giant spiky reaver claws. Raiding Party: 25/25 (Expended immediately) To add to the current mess going on in the Spire, despite the presence of archons guarding the windows, someone seems to have gotten in anyway. There's a notably prevalent katana slash on one of the windows, and a hooded man standing on the floor below it. The hoodie is black, he's holding a katana, and there's a few electrical sparks around him. You all know who it is. JOHN CENA Actually it's The Operative. And he doesn't seem happy to be here. The Operative HP: 15 Player HP Dodge chance: 75% Passive: Upon dodging an attack, counterattack the enemy. Passive: Dodge chance is a little harder to bypass. Not impossible, but harder than it would be for someone less dodge-focused. The one from outside dimensions: 4/25 +2 to Jon

ALICIA: +3 Gravcrush to Eric! +2 Gravcrush to demonologist! Eric takes 10 damage, but appears to using the gravity powers to enhance his power.
ALICIA: SONG's voice is away, leave your message after the tone. Chloe's boyfriend summoned!

QUOTE (Battlefury @ (time=1489845778))

Chaos Control: 5/6 (1 EXPENDED) 25/25 5+ from procastination 25/25 5+ from procastrination Reminders for Consomme: Merge Maria's spoils 3 HP max increase for me due to broken Battlefury just sorta laughs at SONG. "Oh, man, you actually expect to win here in any possible way?" He shakes his head. "Dude, no (see: all of it) disrespect, but you seem to have literally forgotten the meaning of the word "descendant. Backing us up against a wall doesn't really do all that much." A grin. "But if you want to think a big flashy health bar and a pair of 100 HP flesh puppets can save you, go ahead. Just, do me a favor, and when you finally die to the same people you gave a smugass speech to, do please give the Boatman my regards." "Regardless, you need to die. Gotta deal with smug idiots somehow, and sometimes murder is the only option. Which, by the way, you forced on us. So don't blame us if you horribly die." As all this goes on, a noticeable amount of dogs begins to flood the area. The Archons are somehow completely unaware of them. Huh. ain't that odd. They perform various interpretive dances, all of which tell SONG's future! What a tragedy, a sadnessouchosnesss, that we cannot read those gloryoundos dancendos! (this attack brought to you by a poor mr pages impersonation). But don't worry. Because I can. Why wouldn't i? I am, after all, making them do those things. A stunning revelation, that. All of the dogs suddenly stack into a massive tower, and then fall unto SONG, who is promptly hit by a massive tower of dogs, cascading all over the damned place, covering everything in residue. The ground, before long, is white with residue as the dogs continue to slip and slide on the Spire. Which now has a massive wooden sign nailed into it by a dog. It's been renamed the Borkpire, and SONG has been evicted for failing to pay his rent. Well, not really. But those landlord dogs sure are tearing into him. And his bank account. Somehow. Just take my word for it. Oh, and because i indirectly implied i would, even though it's kinda implied by my own, personal, Smugness Speech:tm: that i'd reveal the meaning of the dance. Yes, the tower falling at the end was a part of it, and not something i segwayed in to inflate this post. It really wasn't, actually. So uh.. Anyway, unto that reveal. As you may have gleaned, it's literally just SONG dying a horrible death, via the "putting yourself in harms way because being a boss is fun" method of suicide, the rates of which have tragically climbed. *cough* stevei *cough* The dogs being to merge, to create, to reforge, themsleves. Beasts of horror and massive dogs rise, towering above all. Dogs flood the sky, blotting out everything, swirling and dancing. It begins to rain residue as more and more descend, either out of choice or gravity. From shadows, massive dogs, old dogs, begin to surround the Spire. Rising from dirt, joining the crowd, striking into the corrupted light. Before long, a massive swirl of chaos and dog, Dogos, surrounds the Spire. From top to bottom, a storm of dog. The dogs then seep into the spire. And they rise. A truly massive amount of dog floods the Throne Room, ransacking it anew for dogkind, marking it and soaking it for ages and eternities to come, in the forbidden residue, that which is the sign of ends, that which brings tragedy and despair, that which brings forth nightmarish creatures that which emit from the night's own hellspawn cannot possibly hope to match. It twists and twitches, teetering on the verge of ascendancy. The Dogos, and the Dog Storm, having completely filled the chamber, begin their wave of attacks. Firstly, a simple clinging. A ton of unaccountably peckish and longcoat hungry dogs come worth, and promptly latch unto every single spare millimeter of SONG's longcoat. It doesn't last long. At all. It is scarfed down in moments. And then all that remains is SONG. Connect the dots, please. Secondly, more dogs come forth. They carry with them a strange, yellow box. It in remains two layers of paper, concealing something. The something raves and twitches underneath the paper covering and box, twisting and screaming and shouting and starveling. It is inside a golden chest, lifted up by the heads of four bearer dogs, each one wearing a cape. One is blood red, for the sins that cannot be forgiven. Another is the exact opposite of Cosmogone, the power of the false saints echoing, their lies becoming truth with each glance. One is just a surface slik cape, but smells of betrayal and lies. Another is made of Thirsty Bombazine, absorbing all the light around it, hungrily devouring it, chowing it down. And yet, unlike what you would expect and would normally happen happen with Thirsty Bombazine, it does not gain weight. It hungers, forever starving and starveling. Finally, the congregration reaches SONG, and places down the chest. The chest is a nightmare all of it's own. Around the key hole is the mark of a cat's paw. Surrounding it are images. Images of madness. Images of a very particular Correspondence symbol. A mark, indicating falling towards earth. Images of secrets nobody wants to know but cannot forget, for they are burnt into their memory. Images of those fooled by false truths and lies. Images of seven false saints, betraying and corrupting all they befriend or touch within vomits. Violent Irrigo blazing a hole into people's memory's, causing them to slowly forget everything. The chest begins to creak. The device used to carry the chest suddenly transforms into 7 torches, all of which light up into the colors of the Neathbow. Irrigo. Gant. Apocyan. Viric. Peliguin. Cosmogone. Violant. Colors of dreams, of truth, of all that remains, of forgetfulness. The fire courses inward, and the chest is set alight with the colors. Energy courses thoughout the chest. A key, forged of seven false colors, of seven impossible colors, arises from the ashes, and floats into the keyhole. It fits. And then it turns. The chest clicks. Click. Clack. Claw. Clash. Within lies the box, with a removable top. Naturally, it is extremely heavy. The dog with the cape of Bombazine takes the top right corner, the Dog with the cape of the False Saints takes the lower left, the cape of blood red the lower right, that of betrayal and lies taking the upper left. Capes and hoods blowing in a mysterious, artic, avid wind, chilling all that is within the room. They lift, or rather try to. But, though they try, they cannot open it. They struggle and struggle, and yet the lid does not lift. And so, they resolve to fuse. They come together, and being to crave Correspondense all over the room. Strange symbols, unseen before, are burned into the walls. Arcane mutterings and magetear is ground into the ritual, obtained from sources unknown. The ritual begins to consume SONG. Somehow. It's terrifying and unnatural nature making it utterly immune to his retribution. You wouldn't want the concept of your very existence devoured over one measly attack, would you? Of course you wouldn't. To go so far, only to be devoured by a being whose pull is easily resisted if you aren't an idiot, is surely such a humiliation that one would do nothing, aren't i right? Besides, the attack is backed by a piece of a project charge, a critical, a longpost, and two twenty charges. One of the dogs brings forth a vial of blood. It is a deeper red than human blood, and freezing cold to the touch. It carries a song in it: an unending fading ring like black space struck with a fingernail. It trembles and shakes, other objects shivering and fleeing from it. The dog uncorks the cap, and the song intensifies, the song intensifying greatly, ringing more loudly than ever. Finally, the dog with cape of black lifts it up into the air. Upon the arcane rituals centerpiece are other objects of great value. Veils-Velvet fabric, an Impossible Theorem, a shattered bottle of the Tears of the bazaar, a majestic travesty weaved from Ivory Organza and Puzzle Damask, the Once-reported location of a prince of hell, a soul impossibly powerful and valuable, seven corrupted candles. Did i mention the candles? Legions upon legion of Mourning Candles, burning black with hunger, surround the ritual. Seven candles made with wax of the impossible colors also alternate with the seven candles of the false saints. Truly, SEVENISTHENUMBER. The dogs pour the Blood of the Masters unto the centerpiece of the ritual. Within moments, the effects are clear. The blood crystallizes over the offering, soaking even the crystals and trapping them, binding them. The correspondence glows impossibly bright. The four dogs begin to dance, ever faster, around the ritual. They seemed to be sucked more and more into it with each moment, whilst the ritual slowly inflicts various horrors on SONG, using himself as a back up power source. Even the room, even the spire, even the planet, begins to spin, ever faster as the dog's circle shrinks, as the blood screams ever louder, and as the Name of Mr Eaten continues to shine the brightest among the correspondence. Finally, the circle grows overly small. The dogs, all of them, collide at once. The ritual and correspondence collapse inwards, "crushing" the dogs. From the Shadows, above the torture and the pain, above the binding of their FATE, a single, massive, dog arises. It's cape is forged of Veils-Velvet and Ivory, stained with the blood of the masters and dyed with the neathbow.  It's form is warped by impossibilities not yet seen before. It cannot be. It's skin is covered in correspondence, fused to it's very being, the power of the Judgement's Above taken for it's own. It's two eyes glow like candles, while a black, festering aura surrounds it. It's power is such that reality shivers. Most striking of all, however, is the sudden presence of two towering ears, like those of a bat but not, and of two batty wings. But that is hardly the most terrifying. Those all pale in comparison to this next detail. It's cape ends in 14 candles. Each one an impossible colour, or a false saint. Mr Dogen rises. /TO BE CONTINUED. 1+ to Piono, 1+ to Toast, +1 to Revan

ALICIA: You could have broken out, but whatevs. You're curbstomping SONG, not me, so that's cool and good, oh and the upgrades for Leviathan to prevent you from utterly trainwrecking him as arrived! Oh, good!
ALICIA: Anyway, SONG takes (90,000 + 60,000 + 75,000) * 2.5 + entropy shenanigans! That's equal to 562,000 damage! SONG is angry. SONG is very angry.
ALICIA: The sky goes red, and the world goes back, before you view something unfathomably greater, something manifest. It looks at your weapon, a mockery of its powers, before something drops down. It struts for a second, scale legs expanding and twisting and turning and wrapping around. It looks at you, and Mr. Dogen, and mouths something about Psi's forces being a pest, before wings come and cut. It's coming, and it's here.

QUOTE (Redstonetam15 @ (time=1489847137))

3 to Piono Grenade && Crystal = Shrapanel Grenade 1/??? Maddison casually eats a cheeseburger to heal herself.

ALICIA: +4 HP!

Originally posted on 2017-03-18 15:27:00