Are you sure this won't backfire? Very, very sure?
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Defeat The Godmodder
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Are you sure this won't backfire? Very, very sure?
Why IS it supposed to backfire? Because your wording makes it clear you expect it to.
A main thrust of our argument is that we are better than the Godmodder. Take that away, and what do you have?
"Okay, excuse me for a moment everyone. I'll be right back after handling my Actions this Turn." After saying this I vanish from the bar, reappearing moments later on the battlefield.
Action 1:Speech!
With a quick shimmer of light-orange light around my throat, my voice is magically projected to be heard by all Protoss. Holdout or otherwise, and to ring as simple, honest, and trustworthy in their ears.
"I'll ask all of you a simple question, why? Why do we create these armies, Entities that horde power to ridiculous levels and can, as the Godmodder pointed out, throw off the balance of this 'game'."
"Because to us Players it's not a simple game where something as pathetic as balance is an issue, we're waging a war against an evil that has happily slaughtered hundreds to gain power. An evil that cares for rules only when it suits his purposes. This evil, should it win this war, will enslave the entire universe under his bloody reign!"
I gesture to the Godmodder. "Do not be fooled by his honeyed words! He is the evil I speak of, and he wishes to use all of you as his tool of death! Something to rake across the back of his enemies before tossing it away the moment it suits him!
"Think for a moment! What has he done to protect you? What has he done to mourn the loss of your brothers in arms as one by one you fall beneath his enemy's blade!? Nothing more than rally you against the AG's, the Anti-Godmodders! Do you all think that a coincidence, that he rallied you against his most powerful foes!?"
"And before the snake can speak his venomous words, yes, we were the ones to cut your brothers down. But it is not something we take to with glee. We have sought nothing but to protect our Entities, those who have dared to stand against the Godmodder, and have rallied stop him from obtaining his throne of gilded blood."
Scenes of the past begin to play, projected onto the air. The rush to keep the Spacestation alive, even as the EVIL!Spacestation mowed it down. The bare success of keeping the Rice Monastery safe, the rush to aid the Entities trapped inside the Game Show. All times where an Entity was freed, mourned, lost and saved by Players play out on the massive screen.
"You stand there, about to spill the blood of those who seek a peaceful future for this universe. Those who would give their lives for this war, and you dare to kill them for the sake of a 'fair game'!? You dare to wager the lives of billions of people for that pathetic cause!? Think Entities! You were created by Players to defy his tyranny, to help usher in peace not to carry the Godmodder to his throne!"
A flaming PG burns itself into the air, towering over all and casting a deep oppressive shadow over everyone.
"How do you stand to listen to his words? To follow the judgement of a being that would kill you all happily if it meant coming closer to his goal!?" I point to the Peacekeepers. "You all can be so much more than this! So much more than what even your creators intended! More than a weapon meant to snuff out the last embers of freedom, more than an army of murderers with the blood of Entities fighting for peace on their hands!"
The PG symbol crumbles to ash, lighting a diorama of the universe on fire. "Now ask yourselves a simple question, what are you? A mere attack dog, loyally following the commands a cruel master? Or are you more? I pray that you'll find your answer, before we all burn so the Godmodder may decorate his palace with our ashes."
I turn from the massive army with a small amount of satisfaction, regardless of the outcome, reliving my preaching days felt nice.
Action 2:Notice-Me-Not.
Speech done I turn to the Rice Monastery. Winkins was specifically listed as a target, and he's just starting to move on from his last loss. I won't let them smash all he's built, not now.
With an unnoticeable wave of my hand the air surounding all Entities under Winkins begins to shimmer, like their nothing but mirages.
To put things in context, I've cast a Notice-Me-Not spell around them. A simple thing that makes something more uninteresting and unnoticeable the more weird and wacky it is.
As an aside his Entities may or may not be wearing an assortment of Victorian dresses made out of sheet metal and covered in polka dots. Along with some clown make-up and large false-mustaches.
Yes, this means that the actual rice-field itself is wearing this. Don't question how, it's rather unremarkable after all.
+1 CP
Total CP:7
Sighing I return to the bar.
I nod to myself, doing my best to memorize what Paradox says."Perhaps I should consider recreating my library? It would be a shame to lose the scraps of knowledge I've managed to gather to my faulty mind." I mumble? before raising my voice to address the dragon.
"Thank you for sharing Paradox, may I call you Paradox? You're method, and accompanying powers, are very interesting. It'll probably receive it's own book if I gain enough knowledge of it. And if I remember to write it down of course." I say, casting the Perfectly Generic Object a curious look.
I grimace, this is going to be a long process. I can feel it.
"Hmm, perhaps the color stuck with you a bit to much?" I question aloud, mostly to myself. Before looking back to pionoplayer.
"You see, Power seems to basically be bio-electricity mixed with your Soul. So it must be distinctly yours, which is probably why there are different methods of using it. One way we're each different is we all seem to have a color associated with our Power. You just saw my color, and I'm pretty sure Winkins is a shade of green."
I give pionoplayer a discerning look. "I can't tell what color you have for sure, all that powerful magic you have is playing hell on my senses, but in the end it doesn't matter. If you want to draw your Power out try doing it in a way that's..." I trail off, struggling to find the right words. "...Natural?...no, creatively you. You might find more success than trying to copy me, if some of my theories are correct about the Power coursing through us."
OOC:Any critiques on the speech? I'm sure I'm overlooking or misjudging something but I can't figure out what for the life of me. So you guys can go ahead and tell me what's horrible and I'll try to revise it before the next Update. Or maybe scrap it all-together, I've said it before but this thread drags some weird ideas out of me.
Action 1:Speech!
With a quick shimmer of light-orange light around my throat, my voice is magically projected to be heard by all Protoss. Holdout or otherwise, and to ring as simple, honest, and trustworthy in their ears.
"I'll ask all of you a simple question, why? Why do we create these armies, Entities that horde power to ridiculous levels and can, as the Godmodder pointed out, throw off the balance of this 'game'."
"Because to us Players it's not a simple game where something as pathetic as balance is an issue, we're waging a war against an evil that has happily slaughtered hundreds to gain power. An evil that cares for rules only when it suits his purposes. This evil, should it win this war, will enslave the entire universe under his bloody reign!"
I gesture to the Godmodder. "Do not be fooled by his honeyed words! He is the evil I speak of, and he wishes to use all of you as his tool of death! Something to rake across the back of his enemies before tossing it away the moment it suits him!
"Think for a moment! What has he done to protect you? What has he done to mourn the loss of your brothers in arms as one by one you fall beneath his enemy's blade!? Nothing more than rally you against the AG's, the Anti-Godmodders! Do you all think that a coincidence, that he rallied you against his most powerful foes!?"
"And before the snake can speak his venomous words, yes, we were the ones to cut your brothers down. But it is not something we take to with glee. We have sought nothing but to protect our Entities, those who have dared to stand against the Godmodder, and have rallied stop him from obtaining his throne of gilded blood."
Scenes of the past begin to play, projected onto the air. The rush to keep the Spacestation alive, even as the EVIL!Spacestation mowed it down. The bare success of keeping the Rice Monastery safe, the rush to aid the Entities trapped inside the Game Show. All times where an Entity was freed, mourned, lost and saved by Players play out on the massive screen.
"You stand there, about to spill the blood of those who seek a peaceful future for this universe. Those who would give their lives for this war, and you dare to kill them for the sake of a 'fair game'!? You dare to wager the lives of billions of people for that pathetic cause!? Think Entities! You were created by Players to defy his tyranny, to help usher in peace not to carry the Godmodder to his throne!"
A flaming PG burns itself into the air, towering over all and casting a deep oppressive shadow over everyone.
"How do you stand to listen to his words? To follow the judgement of a being that would kill you all happily if it meant coming closer to his goal!?" I point to the Peacekeepers. "You all can be so much more than this! So much more than what even your creators intended! More than a weapon meant to snuff out the last embers of freedom, more than an army of murderers with the blood of Entities fighting for peace on their hands!"
The PG symbol crumbles to ash, lighting a diorama of the universe on fire. "Now ask yourselves a simple question, what are you? A mere attack dog, loyally following the commands a cruel master? Or are you more? I pray that you'll find your answer, before we all burn so the Godmodder may decorate his palace with our ashes."
I turn from the massive army with a small amount of satisfaction, regardless of the outcome, reliving my preaching days felt nice.
Action 2:Notice-Me-Not.
Speech done I turn to the Rice Monastery. Winkins was specifically listed as a target, and he's just starting to move on from his last loss. I won't let them smash all he's built, not now.
With an unnoticeable wave of my hand the air surounding all Entities under Winkins begins to shimmer, like their nothing but mirages.
To put things in context, I've cast a Notice-Me-Not spell around them. A simple thing that makes something more uninteresting and unnoticeable the more weird and wacky it is.
As an aside his Entities may or may not be wearing an assortment of Victorian dresses made out of sheet metal and covered in polka dots. Along with some clown make-up and large false-mustaches.
Yes, this means that the actual rice-field itself is wearing this. Don't question how, it's rather unremarkable after all.
+1 CP
Total CP:7
Sighing I return to the bar.
I nod to myself, doing my best to memorize what Paradox says."Perhaps I should consider recreating my library? It would be a shame to lose the scraps of knowledge I've managed to gather to my faulty mind." I mumble? before raising my voice to address the dragon.
"Thank you for sharing Paradox, may I call you Paradox? You're method, and accompanying powers, are very interesting. It'll probably receive it's own book if I gain enough knowledge of it. And if I remember to write it down of course." I say, casting the Perfectly Generic Object a curious look.
I grimace, this is going to be a long process. I can feel it.
"Hmm, perhaps the color stuck with you a bit to much?" I question aloud, mostly to myself. Before looking back to pionoplayer.
"You see, Power seems to basically be bio-electricity mixed with your Soul. So it must be distinctly yours, which is probably why there are different methods of using it. One way we're each different is we all seem to have a color associated with our Power. You just saw my color, and I'm pretty sure Winkins is a shade of green."
I give pionoplayer a discerning look. "I can't tell what color you have for sure, all that powerful magic you have is playing hell on my senses, but in the end it doesn't matter. If you want to draw your Power out try doing it in a way that's..." I trail off, struggling to find the right words. "...Natural?...no, creatively you. You might find more success than trying to copy me, if some of my theories are correct about the Power coursing through us."
OOC:Any critiques on the speech? I'm sure I'm overlooking or misjudging something but I can't figure out what for the life of me. So you guys can go ahead and tell me what's horrible and I'll try to revise it before the next Update. Or maybe scrap it all-together, I've said it before but this thread drags some weird ideas out of me.
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The Ego
more lines, more angles
Starcalibur
Severed hand, Soulflayer hand, Soulrazer chunk, Sharpened Soulrazer Chunk, HP^Sword
Player knife, Wilson the Charming Rock, Old Control Panel (RGB buttons)
Severed hand, Soulflayer hand, Soulrazer chunk, Sharpened Soulrazer Chunk, HP^Sword
Player knife, Wilson the Charming Rock, Old Control Panel (RGB buttons)
[tCP=30]
So Starcalibur grants me an extra 3 actions? Neato.
Aaaaaaaaaaand the results are in, and it seems that... what a surprise! 10/10 of the Entirely Neutral Scientists polled predicted that the results of the armor being shoved on my voodoo doll and the Protoss shooting it are as follows:
"Clearly what will happen is that the protoss, attempting to shoot the disguised voodoo doll will in fact miss to such an extreme, that every single one of their attacks will in fact end up hitting the Godmodder who, surprised, will take damage." ~all ten DOCTORS WHO WEREN'T BRIBED OR INFLUENCED AWAY FROM NEUTRALITY IN ANY WAY WHATSOEVER, making their predictions.
Obviously, seeing as the results were supposedly predictable, these predictions must be correct.
Anyways, while you scramble about looking for a reason for that action to fail (really, it shouldn't be too hard), I sneak up behind the Godmodder and surprise him with a cake, out of which bursts several leprechauns who surprise him with even more cakes, out from whom burst a dozen fairies from each, who all surprise him with an equal amount of cakes, which are STARTLINGLY REVEALED to be instances of SCP 871. The Godmodder is forced to eat the cakes, seeing as he knows how dangerous leaving them be would... be. While he's distracted, the fairies use RAINBOW MAGIC to create a rainbow that ends right above the Godmodder. I find a large pot of gold (that fell on the Godmodder), and give it back to the leprechauns in exchange for a wish, that wish being that the Godmodder suddenly take 1 damage.
I steal my PERFECTLY INTACT voodoo doll. Rather Large, isn't it?
Noticing that the portal was never closed, I look through it to confirm my suspicions on where the Hunter Bot is going.
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pionoplayer
The Destroyer
Piono sighs and groans and thumps his head down on the counter.
"I've TRIED. Every time I try to do something I wind up having to do it the way I would've done it before I became a player."
"No, that's not true."
"Using my magic has, for some reason, gotten needless complex and obtuse."
"You've seen the rituals and lengths I go to to get off those earth shattering attacks of mine?"
"Used to be I could just do 'em. Without any buildup, and heck, I could do them without as much fallout and collateral damage to boot."
"This whole 'Player' thing just sorta pisses me off."
3 CP
"I've TRIED. Every time I try to do something I wind up having to do it the way I would've done it before I became a player."
"No, that's not true."
"Using my magic has, for some reason, gotten needless complex and obtuse."
"You've seen the rituals and lengths I go to to get off those earth shattering attacks of mine?"
"Used to be I could just do 'em. Without any buildup, and heck, I could do them without as much fallout and collateral damage to boot."
"This whole 'Player' thing just sorta pisses me off."
3 CP
I sigh. "I'm sorry then, I'm not sure what we can do. The things you do are normally reserved for demons, angles, or even minor gods where I'm from. And as hard as I've tried I can't crack how they work, I have no base to jump off of with your magic."
"To add to it I only have barebones theories about how Power works, and those are merely based on observations! It's nothing even close to definite." I rub my forehead, Dark Masters why does this have to be so difficult...that drink is starting to look tempting...
"The only options left now that we've proven it ludicrously difficult for you to tap into your Power is either A.We completely cut you off from your old stuff, your powers your artifacts, everything. Maybe you're defaulting to them out of habit? Hell, maybe their interfering with each-other. Making everything more difficult for you. Once again, nothing but theories."
There's a drawn out sigh, before I reluctantly add. "...or, if you want the arguably less drastic option, we could go with the old cult stand-by and find and/or summon a God of Magic and/or Knowledge, and then bargain and/or beat the stuffing out of them and hope they can assist us."
pionoplayer
The Destroyer
Piono lifts his head just enough to turn it sideways and look at Spicy
"Yeah, fair enough."
"I'm willing to find a god of magic or somesuch, that sounds like it might actually be helpful."
"Yeah, fair enough."
"I'm willing to find a god of magic or somesuch, that sounds like it might actually be helpful."
Leaning over the ship railing I look over the field and I try to decide on what to attack next. 'Hmm. Not a lot on the enemy side to attack or hinder, Nor is there much on our side that I can see that I can do to help with. Best target right now seems to be that Factions base, although really it's not much of a threat. At least for the moment.' Rubbing my mustache I began to commit to attack but then I hear Daskter call out to everyone. "Somebody assist me in hunting that HUNTER Bot, Fre'ds under attack!"
Looking over I see Daskter and a couple of bots jump into a portal that is still open. 'Hmm, I think I'll be more useful there then here.' I then look over to the Lieutenant and speak to him. "Right Lieutenant, I'm Going to go help Daskter right now. Expect me to be gone for a little bit." The Lieutenant gives a nod. "Roger that Sir. Do you have any standing orders while your gone?" "Other then stay out of the line of fire, No I don't." I reply. "Alright sir, Do what you need to do. Me and the boys will take a break and maybe visit that Bar that most of the others seem to be hanging out at." I give a nod and look back towards the Portal.
Looking at the portal I can tell it is starting to close. 'Better hurry. I wish to be teleported next to the Portal Daskter just went into!' Suddenly in a flash of red I am teleported next to the Portal and I quickly leap into the Portal after Daskter. (1 CP, the other 2 CP I'll save for next turn.)
Looking over I see Daskter and a couple of bots jump into a portal that is still open. 'Hmm, I think I'll be more useful there then here.' I then look over to the Lieutenant and speak to him. "Right Lieutenant, I'm Going to go help Daskter right now. Expect me to be gone for a little bit." The Lieutenant gives a nod. "Roger that Sir. Do you have any standing orders while your gone?" "Other then stay out of the line of fire, No I don't." I reply. "Alright sir, Do what you need to do. Me and the boys will take a break and maybe visit that Bar that most of the others seem to be hanging out at." I give a nod and look back towards the Portal.
Looking at the portal I can tell it is starting to close. 'Better hurry. I wish to be teleported next to the Portal Daskter just went into!' Suddenly in a flash of red I am teleported next to the Portal and I quickly leap into the Portal after Daskter. (1 CP, the other 2 CP I'll save for next turn.)
Paradoxdragonpaci
Schrödinger’s Dragon
"Hold on,I need to perform some Actions first"
(1)I speak in the Language of Dragons "DREM HIND HAHDRIM" To the Holdout Faction,to give them Hope and Peace to their Clouded Minds
(2)I ask the Concept of [[CLARITY]] to Help Assist in Clearing their Minds
I charge again..+1 CP...the Main Gun of Peace
"Yeah,you may."I toss the Perfectly Generic Object to Spicy. "Here,have this,It may be interesting to see how things react to an item that has no specific qualities about it"
I look over to Piono and say "Maybe it's due to your various Adventures and now your Soul is attuned to using Artefacts to Channel your Abilities"
(1)I speak in the Language of Dragons "DREM HIND HAHDRIM" To the Holdout Faction,to give them Hope and Peace to their Clouded Minds
(2)I ask the Concept of [[CLARITY]] to Help Assist in Clearing their Minds
I charge again..+1 CP...the Main Gun of Peace
"Yeah,you may."I toss the Perfectly Generic Object to Spicy. "Here,have this,It may be interesting to see how things react to an item that has no specific qualities about it"
I look over to Piono and say "Maybe it's due to your various Adventures and now your Soul is attuned to using Artefacts to Channel your Abilities"
Smiling I slip the Perfectly Generic Object under my hat. It disappears into my inventory...kind of. Mechanically speaking it's not there, but it's there in my heart. And my flavor text.
"Thank you, I'll begin research whenever I get the chance. I'll make sure to keep you updated."
I grimace, idly playing with the partially melted straw in my drink. 'Dammit, he went for it...' I mentally complain.
"I'll set up for us to travel to a god of magic and knowledge's domain next Turn. But if it recognizes me, remember that everything it says is a lie, and that we should immediately switch to plan 'beat the hell out of them.'...it should be a minor god, so hopefully it won't be a problem."
By the end of my rant I notice my straw has completely melted, and has been seamlessly blended into the drink.
Paradoxdragonpaci
Schrödinger’s Dragon
I idily Paradoxify another straw into Spicy's Drink
"Keep in Mind that basically all of the Divine Entites have basically been enslaved,willingly or not,into the Godmodder's Service soooo that may be an issue"
I eat finish the meal and start working on my Soda Lemonade......giving it an extra kick with Paradoxification Energies
GoldHero101
Warrior of Light and Darkness
He/Him
Loaded Dice. I agree, we need to improve the stealing system.
tCP: 12+3 actions
tCP: 12+3 actions
She/Her
This is a terrible idea! Why do you think this will work in our favor? It really won't!
I tell the Protoss that if we are building armies with exponential growth, then what about the Godmodder? He has been building armies as well, and who's to say he won't attack you?
I then make something that can go onto all of the holdout Protoss, saying exactly what it does and making it infront of them. It will make it so that nothing that can influence the mind will affect them, as long as they wear it, and i make it using 2 actions.
I then tell the holdout Protoss that it is their choice to wear it, but to at least try it out, even if they are going to destroy it afterwards.
While I'm doing this, I order the espionage ghost to possess, or at least slow down the Godmodder with the help of one action!
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The_Two_Eternities and Dragon of Hope?!? since both of you seem to think my Fanatical Frenzy action is going to catastrophically backfire, despite me writing in details specifically so the attack's nature isn't noticed, I've canceled it and replaced it with a generic propaganda broadcast. Maybe I'll edit it with more detail later. Maybe I won't.
My creativity doesn't flow that readily, I really hope the reduced chance of a backfire which was apparently so severe will be worth the loss of potential creativity bonus!
My creativity doesn't flow that readily, I really hope the reduced chance of a backfire which was apparently so severe will be worth the loss of potential creativity bonus!
pionoplayer
The Destroyer
"I'd rather not fight a god while I'm still getting my powers under control, to be honest."
Current CP: 9
Eyowe charges 1 CP
9 CP ---> 10 CP
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Eyowe looks back towards the Godmodder. He just thought of another way to mess with him.
He makes his way to the Godmodder's wardrobe. There, he continues his "slight adjustments" with every article of clothing the Godmodder has inside.
As that's taken care of, Eyowe now tries to find a way to get the Godmodder to change out of the clothes he's currently wearing. As if to answer his call, a small puddle of mud happens to be next to where he's standing. Seeing this blessing, Eyowe picks up a tiny ball of mud with his fingers and flicks it to the Godmodder, the ball of mud splashing onto the backside of his knee.
Yeah no it's just ruined now. There's no salvaging from that damage. No amount of bleach, detergent, soap, dish soap, shampoo, conditioner and any other cleaning solution, holy or not, can ever take away the feeling of filth when wearing that entire set of clothing he's wearing right now. He definitely must change out of it now if he ever wants to feel relieved from that sensation of filth.
In his new set of clothes, the Godmodder looks like a mess thanks to what Eyowe did to those. Sure, it's no mud-ruined set of clothes, but he looks freaking unprofessional. Who would even consider taking him seriously when his shoelaces are one inch too long? Might as well just use an entire boa constrictor as replacement shoelaces. And those shoes? Ugh, they're so uneven in height right now, what with his right shoe being taller than the other. Is he born with a shorter right leg or something? And look at his suit! I can see all those crease right now and... am I seeing glitter specks? Eugh! And don't get me started on the necktie! Look how off-center the tip is! That's just unacceptable!
He looks so unprofessional that his personal attempts to reduce the Holdout Protoss' Movement Strength is mitigated, clouded mind or not, because right now he just can't be taken seriously.
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Eyowe, considering the Holdout Protoss' current status, crafts a new device to help them out.
Upon completion, the new device stands humongously over Eyoee himself. It seems to be some sort of giant air conditioner. Actually, it is. The giant air conditioner then expels its air towards the Holdout Protoss group. The temperature of the air is set for the most optimal in comfort, right down to the decimals, for them. It's so comfortable that it helps snap them out of their mindcloudedness.
If they're no longer mind clouded, the AC's still gonna expel some pleasant air as an act of good will from Eyowe.
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Actions Done:
x1: Mitigate the Godmodder's Movement Strength damage on the Holdout Protoss.
x1: Help remove cloudminded status Holdout Protoss/Increase Protoss Movement Strength.
x1: Charge from 9 CP to 10 CP.
Eyowe charges 1 CP
9 CP ---> 10 CP
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Eyowe looks back towards the Godmodder. He just thought of another way to mess with him.
He makes his way to the Godmodder's wardrobe. There, he continues his "slight adjustments" with every article of clothing the Godmodder has inside.
As that's taken care of, Eyowe now tries to find a way to get the Godmodder to change out of the clothes he's currently wearing. As if to answer his call, a small puddle of mud happens to be next to where he's standing. Seeing this blessing, Eyowe picks up a tiny ball of mud with his fingers and flicks it to the Godmodder, the ball of mud splashing onto the backside of his knee.
Yeah no it's just ruined now. There's no salvaging from that damage. No amount of bleach, detergent, soap, dish soap, shampoo, conditioner and any other cleaning solution, holy or not, can ever take away the feeling of filth when wearing that entire set of clothing he's wearing right now. He definitely must change out of it now if he ever wants to feel relieved from that sensation of filth.
In his new set of clothes, the Godmodder looks like a mess thanks to what Eyowe did to those. Sure, it's no mud-ruined set of clothes, but he looks freaking unprofessional. Who would even consider taking him seriously when his shoelaces are one inch too long? Might as well just use an entire boa constrictor as replacement shoelaces. And those shoes? Ugh, they're so uneven in height right now, what with his right shoe being taller than the other. Is he born with a shorter right leg or something? And look at his suit! I can see all those crease right now and... am I seeing glitter specks? Eugh! And don't get me started on the necktie! Look how off-center the tip is! That's just unacceptable!
He looks so unprofessional that his personal attempts to reduce the Holdout Protoss' Movement Strength is mitigated, clouded mind or not, because right now he just can't be taken seriously.
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Eyowe, considering the Holdout Protoss' current status, crafts a new device to help them out.
Upon completion, the new device stands humongously over Eyoee himself. It seems to be some sort of giant air conditioner. Actually, it is. The giant air conditioner then expels its air towards the Holdout Protoss group. The temperature of the air is set for the most optimal in comfort, right down to the decimals, for them. It's so comfortable that it helps snap them out of their mindcloudedness.
If they're no longer mind clouded, the AC's still gonna expel some pleasant air as an act of good will from Eyowe.
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Actions Done:
x1: Mitigate the Godmodder's Movement Strength damage on the Holdout Protoss.
x1: Help remove cloudminded status Holdout Protoss/Increase Protoss Movement Strength.
x1: Charge from 9 CP to 10 CP.
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There's something not right here... I take several glances at hungry visitor.
I wondered what happened to the LM Research Depart that was supposed to be implemented and prod Moniker about this.
(Action!)(3 Charges - 1 From Quick Action = 2 Charges)
(1 Charge)
Not that familiar with the Notice-Me-Not spell, I simply try to increase its effect by adding many temporally wacky and odd features onto the odd dresses such as rave lights covering the metal sheets, the polka dots shifting into the 417395 different base colors that a creature would take a single look at and freeze at the colorfulness of such thing. This ended up with my part of the Hexagonafield to become a disco zone as the Rice Fields who are wearing such dresses lit up like a multitude of disco floors.
(1 Charge)
Looking through the data I've been secretly collecting notes on the protoss stalker blink ability, I decided to finally do something with it and take out the multiplying table and slam it unto the Protoss Stalker Blink research notes. This obviously causes an explosion as such a crude method of the building based on the research notes is simply too unrefined, that the subtlety of such a method of trying to break the physic of all mortal can fathom is too blunt. Thus, creating the explosion.
It was when the explosion ended that the product was made. Introducing the Super Blink! I pull out a table that was about 30 by 50 in area, but rather than go through explaining and pointing all the facts and features, I simply take a note and write: Allows the user to act first, break after use.
I show the product to the Holdout Stalker and ask if he wants to go first this turn. I get myself ready to manually activate the Super Blink.
(Orders)
A quick order is sent to all my entities to do the oddest or wackiest stuff this turn for the Notice-Me-Not spell to further take root. No Attacking.
Sushi was given 30 Basic schools of fish along with 14 Piranha Schools to eat this turn.
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Stuff I'm Keeping Track Of (And finally decided to put in spoilers)
RICE POND ECOSYSTEM:
Current count: 240 Basic Fish Schools(Cap: 300), 76 Piranha schools(Cap:100)
Current Growth:
Basic Fish Schools: +60 Next turn
Piranha Schools: +19 Next turn
[Sushi's diet notes] 30 Basic Fish Schools are given along with 14 Piranha Schools
A) Feeding 7 Pirahna schools gives Sushi 1,000 A
HP) Feeding 20 Basic fish schools gives Sushi 10,000HP
Current count: 240 Basic Fish Schools(Cap: 300), 76 Piranha schools(Cap:100)
Current Growth:
Basic Fish Schools: +60 Next turn
Piranha Schools: +19 Next turn
[Sushi's diet notes] 30 Basic Fish Schools are given along with 14 Piranha Schools
A) Feeding 7 Pirahna schools gives Sushi 1,000 A
HP) Feeding 20 Basic fish schools gives Sushi 10,000HP
hungry visitor
(God/Greater)
Oh wait I am kinda strange in the head with Teenage Rebellion and stuff. You know. Like teenagers those are pretty strange in the ... what .
Sorry + you could use your S rank rights to get 3 actions that have to be paid back in 10 rounds.
Sorry + you could use your S rank rights to get 3 actions that have to be paid back in 10 rounds.
Action 1: I teleport in a wizard straight out of D&D 3.5e, and direct him to mind blank the Holdout Protoss. And then another wizard teleports in and makes it permanent. They both teleport out.
Action 2: I set up a Lightning Cannon. When the battery has enough charge, it can fire, dealing damage to multiple entities! I then connect it to the battery-reactor setup.
Action 3: I enhance General_Urist's propaganda broadcast with extra mundanity. It's now so mundane, in fact, that it bypasses most forms of mental influence!
Action 2: I set up a Lightning Cannon. When the battery has enough charge, it can fire, dealing damage to multiple entities! I then connect it to the battery-reactor setup.
Action 3: I enhance General_Urist's propaganda broadcast with extra mundanity. It's now so mundane, in fact, that it bypasses most forms of mental influence!
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Thanks for the help
Though, the others seem to be convinced that (for some reason) any use of outright mind-wiping or such on the holdouts will backfire catastrophically, so you might get yelled at for your first action.
Urist, DnD / pathfinder's Mind blank makes you Immune to psychic damage, so chances are it's intended as a general guard against psychic manipulation of any kind.
Algot
incredibly confused about gender identity.
I make it so if the godmodder can not beat 51 20 mode (all 51 animatronics set to the highest AI level of 20) in the fnaf ultimate custom night on his first try without using the infinileaf clover or godmodding he instantly looses the infinileaf clover
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