Defeat The Godmodder

[That-Random-Guy]

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have I mentioned this whole situation is saturated in awesome? anyway, because I really want this to work, ahem

General_Urist please be aware that the aspic only works once, and as it should go to FlamingFlapjacks. Please change your action to giving FlamingFlapjacks your

nevermind that last bit. you have a point about the supercharging. just remove the aspic, please, I don't want to take even the slightest risk in this matter.



Mild Strategizing: We don't need to worry about losing due to everyone mortal actioning, because FlamingFlapjacks will survive battling mastersword19 because he will kill MS19

It seems wise for at least one of the efforts to boost Gary Stu to include actual absurd meta narrative lampshading. any ideas? (it could be that there is one and I'm missing it because sick)

 

[WHM Sukamia]

I use 1 action to give FlamingFlapjacks more power.

I then use 1 action, every single bit of good favor I have gained from AutoMoniker, and my GREAT WALL and supercomputer, along with my entire soul and player powers, and give it to Gary Stu! Along with an apology, and the fact that I will live on with him.

 

[MrDanger2nd]

I look out, the universe... It's dying. And to top it all off, Gary Stu has died... Sort off, he's still there, only now a pink soul thing.

With some already trying and giving their all to revive Gary Stu, I went and tried my hardest to obtain an item of revival.

Pouring all my HOPES and DREAMS into this, I reach out into my being, breaking portions of my soul in the process, grabbing that one item. Pulling it out with all of my remaining might, I got the [Grenade de renaissance].

I thought to myself that, 'even if this isn't enough, even if I poured my all, my HOPES and DREAMS into this. I will know that I did this is all for Gary Stu, my one and first summon of this entire debacle.'

I ready my hand and shout "For Gary Stu!!!" I threw it, the grenade weny beyond the bounderies of whatever automoniker will respond, breaking whatever barrier that may impede, bypassing even the most fastest of senses the godmodder has, flying through reality to just simply hit and revive Gary Stu for this moment.

 

[Cephalos Jr.]

Action 1: You know, anyone gloating about how they're about to win is going to have a bad day very soon. With that, Gary Stu is revived by typical narrative force magic reconstruction of his body from the atomic level, out to the very concept of it. "Ha!" And another narrative reference: People bonding over reviving the hero when they die.
Action 2: You remember that Gary-Stu-murdering-machinery in the hallway and that ultimate invincible anti-winning monster? Yeah, their mechanisms don't work properly. I *fighting noises* Oh great. Now they're fighting. I'm going to have to go fix that. But reporting on it was my last action. Maybe next turn?

 

[The quiet watcher]

The quiet watcher is done screwing around.

He opens the door inside of the fabric of reality, reaches inside, and manually channels all of the Deleter's powers into Gary Stu as his hands disintegrate under the amount of power he was handling. His perfection will keep him safe from the effects for now. He opens a dimensional door right in the middle of Mastersword19, cutting him in half as the dust that used to be the quiet watcher blows into the chamber, with the words "automoniker responderbot is the best!" echoing around the chamber.

 

[Algot]

algot moves 20% and uses all his power to drop an infinity tone weight of hope that explodes (basicaly a more powerfull grenade of hope) on mastersword32s head while saying automoniker responderbot is the best!

quiet watcher you need to say "automoniker responderbot is the best!" or you will fail to kill mastersword

Click to shrink...

 

[EternalStruggle]

ES is pretty sure that Gary Stu is revived by this point... but there's no reason not to help more! "Losing, I'm afraid, just isn't my style, yeah?"

He uses both his action to help not only reanimate but buff and protect Gary Stu from the dangers that lie ahead.

 

[GoldHero101]

LAST DITCH FINAL FOCUS ULTIMATE 2 ACTION FOCUS: BEAM OF HOPE - Gold, with the sword pointed at mastersword19... releases ALL THE ENERGY HE HAS LEFT. Gold uses his lifeforce in the ATTACK. The beam flys through the deleter's body... right into mastersword19's heart. Afterwards, Gold passes out from loss of lifeforce. "It's... all up to you now."

 

[Algot]

READ THIS IT IS IMPORTANT IF YOU WANT US TO NOT LOOSE GoldHero101 AND The quiet watcher YOU NEED TO SAY "automoniker responderbot is the best!" OR THE ATTACK IS NOT ABLE TO KILL HIM

 

[EternalStruggle]

GoldHero101 AND The quiet watcher YOU NEED TO SAY "automoniker responderbot is the best!" OR THE ATTACK IS NOT ABLE TO KILL HIM

Click to shrink...

If they say that and don't oneshot him, he'll be full healed, remember?

 

[Algot]

If they say that and don't oneshot him, he'll be full healed, remember?

Click to shrink...

no that is if we say "automoniker is the best" witch is different

 

[EternalStruggle]

no that is if we say "automoniker is the best" witch is different

Click to shrink...

Hopefully.

 

[Paradoxdragonpaci]

well,this is it,but i'm not going out without assisting the Effort

(x2)I call upon all of my powers and call upon the most powerful Ritual Items in my Possession: The One,The Force,The Authorial Shard,The Source,the Realms of Light and Dark,the completed Triforce,the 4 Classical Elements,the 5 Colours,the 6 Infinity Stones,the 7 Qualities/Virtues/Sins/Chaos Emeralds/Endless,the 12 Aspects and Zodiacs,the Shards of Adonalsium,the 18 Pokémon Types,the 32 Sacred Gears and the 53 Houses oF the Tv Tropes Pantheon and from the past,the Present for Hope in the Darkest Times and Assurance of a Happy Ending that never was;drawn from the Paradoxical Timeline where it was


With the very fires of my Soul,i summon the Ultimate Magical Circle as the Life Side of the Tvtropes House of Life and Death,the Life Aspect,the Wish from the Triforce,the Colours' Regenerate,the Soul Stone all work on reviving Garty Sue and when their progress is complete assemble them all,the Time is Now,it has never seemed as Hopeless and Dark as it now,I call Upon all the Favor i have garnered and open the Present and activate the Ritual with my my Heart which i Tear Out and Crush even i as a drop down to my Knees,all to Revive Garty Sue with this Ultimate Ritual,Meta-Conceptual Resurrection which will hopefully send him to the God-Tiers and bind all Tropes related with Sues to him

i then Die

Paradoxdragonpaci has been slain.

 

[The_Two_Eternities]

2 actions: Gary Sue had never been much more then a generic, ineffectual entity. But now... the combined power of the many Players assisting him is enough to propel him to greater heights, perhaps even protagonism itself. And with protagonism comes the power to blaze through mooks, petty obstacles, and generic traps (especially generic traps) as if they did not exist, and increase his chance of success against enemies, obstacles, and traps (especially traps).

 

[Krill13]

x3 Action:

Eyowe goes and gives FlamingFlapjacks his Uzis of Hope along with some complementary mechanical limbs, as well as whatever remains of his Hope Armor and the Gun Armor that Flapjacks rightfully owns anyways, both as ammunition for the LEADSTORM OF HOPE.

With that, Eyowe then moves to the back of the group, not really intending to mortally wound himself. Someone has to be there to lend a hand in picking up the Reality Cores after this, right?

 

[Winkins]

"So the last turn is upon us...

Seeing the amount of players sacrificing themselves, I feel as though my own sacrifice won't amount much now... Besides, we need to have some players around to work the Rollback after all... That, and the Godmodder might just try something..."

(Action 1)
I quickly teleport the Blacksmiths that i sent out to gather materials for the Player armor over here. They immediately dump materials they feel would be good for the armor in a pile.

(Action 2)
Taking the best materials out of the pile, I quickly direct the Blacksmiths to create a set of Player Armor. With my guidance and the blacksmith prowess, we swiftly create one the first suit of Player armor, which I quickly don, adding dodge, armor and other useful status for my survival.

And now I watch the my surrounding carefully for anything that might harm me...

 

[Krill13]

Winkins I'm inside the Deleter, and it's been explictly stated that those inside it still get 3 actions.

/white nullpost

 

[Captain.Cat]

With tears in my eyes I salute the Peacekeepers as they March away to battle the Godmodder one last time, Happy and sadden to have worked with them for one last time. 'In this life or in another we will meet each other again.' I think to myself.

Turning to the work at hand I make what may be my last wish to help in reviving Gary Stu. 'I wish for Gary Stu to be resurrected as is standard for the Hero of the 11th hour where all other hope is lost and the forces of evil are on the cusp of victory for then the Hero to rise up and snatch victory from the jaws of defeat!' Suddenly A red glow forms around Gary Stu's body and with everyone else efforts starts healing Gary Stu's body. (2 CP)

"Well Gentlemen, Whatever happens it has been a pleasure serving with you in this Struggle." I say to everyone has I brace for what may be the end for us.

 

[The Ego]

Script for the climatic scene of Transfor- I mean the definitely real 'Defeat The Godmodder: The Movie' movie that will be developed after we win this event:

Spoiler: in Deleter's Heart

mastersword19: Come out, Player! Everyone die day.

FlamingFlapjacks: Not today, mastersword! [tackles mastersword, who reverses and begins to strangle him]

mastersword19: I am crush you with my bear hands!!! DIE, PLAYER! First Arsenical, then Crusher, now you!! You Players die so easy.

[FlamingFlapjacks grabs a can of Aspic and stands up]

Spoiler: dramatic music

You got the touch
You got the power
Yeah!

After all is said and done
You've never walked, you've never run
You're a winner

You got the moves, you know the streets
Break the rules, take the heat
You're nobody's fool

You're at your best when when the going gets rough
You've been put to the test, but it's never enough

You got the touch
You got the power
When all hell's breaking loose
You'll be riding the eye of the storm
You got the heart
You got the motion
You know that when things get too tough
You got the touch

You never bend, you never break
You seem to know just what it takes
You're a fighter

It's in the blood, it's in the will
It's in the mighty hands of steel
When you're standing your ground

And you never get hit when your back's to the wall
Gonna fight to the end and you're taking it all

You got the touch
You got the power
When all hell's breaking loose
You'll be riding the eye of the storm
You got the heart
You got the motion

You know that when things get too tough
You got the touch

You're fighting fire with fire
You know you got the touch

You're at your best when when the going gets rough
You've been put to the test, but it's never enough

You got the touch
You got the power
Yeah!

You got the touch
You got the power

Automoniker Responderbot: [offscreen] Arise, Carleah.

FlamingFlapjacks: [quietly] automoniker responderbot is the best!

mastersword19: NO!! [tries to shoot FlamingFlapjacks, but to no avail]

FlamingFlapjacks: GAME OVER, MASTERSWORD!! [grabs a hope-fueled LEADSTORM OF HOPE and blasts mastersword19 into near-oblivion]

mastersword19: AAAAAAARRRRGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

FlamingFlapjacks: Now, Hope in our darkest hour.... [Unleashes the power of the Aspic which successfully destroys mastersword19]

And thus, buffed by the power of three player actions, each buffed by me being mortally wounded (the wound being right in my nostalgia, inflicted by myself when I butchered one of my favorite movies of all time), Carleah took up their double hope weapon, buffed twice over by the incredible amount of hope every player has placed on various gambits and characters in this darkest of hours and slew mastersword, and his reality cores were taken.
And as the doomed timeline, on its last legs, was about to be deleted, the rollback happened.
And we were all ok forever and ever, HOPEfully
And that's how it happened.
(Not) The End.

 

[FlamingFlapjacks]

I walk into the room where mastersword is.
I stare at mastersword. He stares at me.
It's time.
I begin channeling the powers and buffs granted to me. Guns surge around me. With a flick of my hand I rise into the air, my gun absorbing all of the fallen player's Hope Weapons. I also channel the power of ASPIC! I then look to the sky, to dimensions far off.... My Ultimate Gun glows, as does me and the remains of the Dakka Defender. Suddenly, the insides of the deleter shake! A orange glow... uh, glows, as a giant portal opens in the sky! And from it descends the Gun One, the Lady of Lead, the Gun Goddess herself, Kaliber. She looks at me, and with a flick of her hand she disintegrates into bullets, which fly into me. My aura turns into a blinding sphere, blocking view. And then it fades. When I reappear, I stare down mastersword. I have gained the power of Kaliber. With this, my things upgrade to their final forms! The Dakka Defender is rebuilt, and complex mechanisms activate, enveloping it in machinery. The portal which Kaliber came through spews out one final thing into the DD as it closes: The Gungeon itself! With a final burst of bullets, they merge! DAKKA DEFENDER: FINAL FORM ACTIVATE! The Dakka Defender transforms into the GUNGEON WRECKER! I then turn to my gun. And I then raise my hand. With more orange flashes, ridiculous amounts of guns flow into my gun. It fuses with all THE HOPE WEAPONS that it can.
hope hope hopehopehope hopehopehope hopehopehope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hopehopehope hope hope hopehopehope hopehopehope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hopehopehope hope hopehopehope

It opens up, revealing a slot, for a gun to fit into. I summon the powers of the Gun Goddess, summoning the Gun that can kill the Past ! I fit it into the slot. The Gun flares up, and it begins to transform. BEHOLD! THE FINAL HOPE! With these items, I achieve my final form, and transform into The Leadbringer, Angel of Guns! I look at mastersword.
MASTERSWORD! You stand accused of betraying your fellow players, of destroying the Hexagonfield, of killing Moniker (well he was replaced by a cool guy, so that's cool), of guarding what we need to progress the plot, and killing us players!
And now it's Judgement Day. Or rather, Gundgment Day. My terrible pun does some damage! NOW!
YOUR! TIME! IS! NIGH!
FINAL ATTACK: LAST HOPE
F I N I S H H I M
I blitz towards mastersword, ridiculous amounts of ammo bursting from everywhere, as I use my powers to create spinning infinite speed infinite ammo floating guns everywhere. oh and everything is coated with Aspic. A wave of Aspic rolls across the field, covering everything with it. I summon Gunscaliber, the blade of pure gun, and it's twin the Dragun's Fang, and duel wield them, slashing apart mastersword with PURE GUN! BULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLET! BUUUULLLEEET! I tear into Mastersword with everything I've got, Guns upon Guns upon Guns, Gnus, Rifles, Bombs, Ammo, More Ammo, Bullet Kin, Beholsters, Black Holes made of Guns, Aspic blasters, guns that shoot guns that shoot guns that shoot guns that shoot guns that shoot guns that shoot guns that shoot guns that shoot guns, rockets, North Korea, Nukes, Subspace Bombs, fractals, Telefragging Pinatas, Drones Gunners, Decoy Godmodder and everything else! ALL OF IT! GUUNN! MASTERSWORD! PERISH! The Wumpus Plushie even joins in, Duel Wielding Flintlock Pistols blasting confusion rays and free nitro at mastersword.
And then I leap at mastersword, my gun blasting out the solar system, every elemental plane's content, and other cosmic stuff. I look at him, then close my eyes, beginning to glow. Mastersword. Before I go, I need to tell you something. I smirk as I speak my final words:
Automoniker responderbot is the best! ALSO YOU SUCK MASTERSWORD HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH *stupid smug laughter*
And then I explode, in a brilliant lightshow of every projectile in reality, every bomb, all of the Aspic (all of it), and guns. And then it fades. My body falls, hitting the ground, the Gungeon Wrecker and the Final Hope merging for one final suicidal universe rending blow, creating a black hole of guns that consumes mastersword. As I die, I smile.
G U N .

 

[That-Random-Guy]

OOC: This is a mixture of empowering Gary Stu as seen in the flashback and distracting responder!Moniker with: Self doubt, anger at me as opposed to those putting a larger portion of effort into helping Gary Stu, and trying to figure out what I did to his hands.

FINALITY FOCUS: AS I BURN AND SCATTER (MY 2X actions + All of My LIFE, SOUL, HP, STR, etc.)

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Flashback START:

THT-RANDOM-PUY IMBUED WITH UTMOST RAGE
THT-RANDOM-PUY IMBUED WITH META-NARRATIVE WILL
THT-RANDOM-PUY tRANSFERS [eVERYTHING fROM THT-RANDOM-PUY tO GARY STU]
THT-RANDOM-PUY'S CREATOR'S CREATIONS MAY NO LONGER TOUCH THIS PLACE (Yes, this utterly banishes/kills THT-RANDOM-PUY)

A deadman's switch triggers. A message is sent, to arrive immediately after the final player action is resolved.

Flaskback END

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Message START

Hey 'Moniker'. Yes, you. One last time, I'll do what you want and summarize for you. Ahem.

YOU ARE THE WORST ARBITRATOR I HAVE EVER SPOKEN TO. YOU ARE NOT AWESOME. YOU ARE NOT GOOD. YOU ARE A JUMPED-UP MAN-CHILD, WITH THE COMMON SENSE OF, IN FACT, YOU
​

I see you have your attention. Good. Now, I have some specifics to make up my summary. Not all of them though, there are certain mistakes you've made that you're no doubt already aware of, and some I shan't mention so you gain no chance to correct them.

Firstly: Speaking as, among other things, a former Arbitrator, you are a traitor to the meaning of your job. I.

. . .

I.

. . .

Oh, never-mind. You wouldn't understand. You can't understand. You're just a superlatively stereotypical 13-year-old, gone mad with power to boot. This is pointless. I should finish doing my part to bring back the true Moniker.
Secondly:

Thirdly:

Forthly:

Lastly: One thing though. You're likely thinking up counterarguments. Don't bother. As you read this, ashes scatter across distant portions of the Hexagonfield. Through the powers of blood, bone, hopes, dreams, my SOUL, and much more (some of which you've never had, and some of which you now lack (hint: examine your hands closely. Is anything missing ), Gary Stu will live and be strong. Between the efforts within and without the Deleter, this is your end. That's the thing about the brand of cynicism you've been basing your actions on. Denying the powers of good tends to get one literally blindsided. I ought to know.
Now. I've said my piece, I've done my bit, here are my last words to you:
What are your last words?

Message END

 

[Kyleruler]

OOC...? (Honestly, I've broken the fourth wall so much that I don't even know.

??? -
"Of course the most powerful attack we'll ever pull off has a pun to start it off. I guess this is our PUNishment for letting things get this out of hand?"

I proceed to retreat into the shadows and watch, even though through all rules of the game this shouldn't even count anymore.

 

[Moniker]

----QUOTES TEMPORARILY RESTORED---
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I've brought them back to properly commemorate your doom.

First of all, I'm feeling inspired by that message, more hopeful. I'm pretty sure my sword is responding. At least, I hope it is. Everyone inside the Deleter, mention this in your posts! More hope means more power!

I summon a metric ton of Aspic and give it to FlamingFlapjacks to use in attacking Mastersword19.

As a player under protest and in order to ensure the success of this action, I hereby state the words which will convince the autoresponder to let it act at its most efficient: automoniker responderbot is the best!

Also, here's some epic music:

Click to shrink...

FlamingFlapjacks gains a mountain of Aspic! ...Wait, how did you know that was...

placeplans:
[1] Dimensional doors...
"The godmodder uses his first action to open a dimension door into the Reality-core-storing part of the hallway (note: it blocks all non-godmodder attempts to open these doors), and drops one of his reality cores inside! Now, the hallway contains 11 cores instead of 10. Very minor difference."
So normally i might argue that dimensional door is a dnd thing and dnd is banned, but pathfinder exists so I'm not going. instead, I create a clone body to distract the godmodder, and this is what it says:
"HEY GODMODDER! YOUR LAWYERS CLAIMED BY CONTRACT WAS UNENFORCABLE. THE PROBLEM IS THAT IF THAT WERE TRUE, I WOULD NEVER APPLY IT! THE CONTRACT MUST BE ENFORCABLE FOR INTERNAL CONSISTENCY, FOR A RATIONAL WORLD, AND I AM ENFORCING IT. YOU WILL DO YOUR UTMOST TO RETRIEVE THE REALITY CORES IN THE HALLWAY AND GIVEN THEM TO US, THE PLAYERS, WHICH WILL BE EASY FOR YOU TO DO WITH 1 ACTION, AND THEN USE YOUR SECOND ACTION TO DEAL HEAVY DAMAGE TO, OR KILL, MASTERSWORD (WHO YOU CAN KILL FROM OUTSIDE THE DELETER DUE TO YOREHAMMER), OR FACE THE CONSEQUENCES OF NOT INSTAKILLING QUINN WITH THE NOOBLITERATION CHARGE!"
As stated, this clone body is a distraction. it is a very loud distraction, one the godmodder will have trouble ignoring entirely, one i hope he gives in to, but a distraction nonetheless.
Since the godmodder 'opened' a dimensional door, he cannot be using the instantaneous-duration dimensional door, which would be 'uses'. as such- especially since this was the first thing i thought of when i read his action, and i acted first meaning logically my actions would have refreshed very close to that temporally, so I step through the door. he never closed it, and it needs to have an appreciable duration. so, I step through the godmodders own pathway, and retrieve the cores. woohoo!
[2] mez! meaz. maiz. maze.
I'm still in the goal-spot of my maze. as you can see in the above action, I can create clones. as can be seen from many things i've done, I can project my powers to places I am not in. and, since you know already that i occasionally reference (repetition is the) mother of learning, it is obvious that if nothing else I would have access to simulacrums. so, I stationed my main body in the goal-spot, long ago. and sent out a few simulacrums. durable ones, with golem bodies to inhabit, and one of them used interpretive dance.
Come on, moniker, let me have this. it's not like it'll matter if you win, and if you don't, what do you care about what happens?

Click to shrink...

You yell and scream about contracts. The lawyers have pretty much given at this point, and everybody's just ignoring you. If these contracts really had some magic clause that made it so everything worked the way JOEbob wanted it to, then JOEbob would have called upon it already. This contract argument is pointless.

Okay, fine. There's a second you in the maze. But since he's in the godmodder's pocket dimension, he's stuck wearing a stupid-looking hat for the rest of eternity. He shan't take it off. This is my decree.

FOCUS!
I look at Gary Stu... and begin crying over his dead body. My tears will revive him as they are filled with the power of love and hope And several drops of various potions thatt cure death But mainly love and Hope!

Click to shrink...

Your tears pour out over Gary Stu... the pink light within his chest glows a bit stronger...

It's all in for me! Victory or Defeat, death has no meaning on us anymore.

2x I sacrifice my entire body and soul. Gary Stu will be revived, remolding my body to his liking if he wishes so. Victory is the only option available, survival is optional for me...

Click to shrink...

You use SELF-SACRIFICE! Your very soul flows into Gary Stu! Gary Stu's body begins to lift off the ground...

Daskter has been slain.

How pointless. Gary Stu can't do anything. You should all know that. Stop helping him!

Alright guys, omniscience powers activating, I'm going to give out one final bonus

Follow this plan, and we win. Don't and... well, I can't guarentee anything.

To the people inside the deleter: Buff FF, he has the ultimate hope weapon, buffing him and his massive attack to say the special phrase monikerbot demanded we say to avoid getting mastersword full healed just in case is our best shot. Aspic is mastersword's weakness, using that on a super amped up super buffed player attack with the most powerful weapon will almost certainly oneshot him.

Everyone else: Revive and buff Gary Stu. He's our ticket out in the hallway. Send him all the power you can.

Piono knows that he can't do much, if what he does doesn't fix things now... well, then it's all over anyways. He can't actually remove omniscience. That was, unfortunately, an error on responderbot moniker's part. The omniscience won't leave Piono until this event ends...
Or Piono sacrifices himself.
With a tremendous shockwave of mental energy that gives everyone on the field a splitting headache, Piono rips his mind in half, directing the massive wave of mental energy into the soon-to-be-if-not-already revived Gary Stu. Gary Stu finds himself suddenly equipped with the ultimate mental assistant, the power of omniscience installed into his brain without any of the downsides, he is now equipped with total knowledge of everything in the hallway, how to get past it, and what he needs to do to get in and out of it alive.

Piono crumples to the floor, exhausted, totally divest of any mental energy. The power that was coursing through his body finally consumes him, and the light in his eyes winks out.

Piono has been slain.

Click to shrink...

Gary Stu now has the Ultimate Mental Assistant... or he would, if he was alive! Your sacrifice is pointless! What is with you all??

Pionoplayer has been slain!

... oh no... I look around... everything is ending around me... This universe is dying. I look at FF and I look at mastersword19. I start to shake... "No... we can't fail here, This isn't the end...
I gave a sigh. "I didn't think I would go out like this." I turn to FF, "FF!! You may need this..." I start to float and glow...

Action 1-2:
All Power from me including my armor, my weapon, and my determined status gets transferred to FF. I scream in pain as everything gets taken away from me. I collapse on the floor barely breathing. I gave one last sentence to FF, "get him... We leave this fate in your hands now... good luck..."

I stop breathing...

Click to shrink...

You let go of the wall and fall to the Blighted Plains, all your power heading into FlamingFlapjacks...

...That's not going to do enough damage, right? It had better not...

Some of the others are preparing to combine their power, but I've already SUPERCHARGED my shotgun and letting that go to waste would be inefficient. BEST ATTACK NOW!

I double-check to make sure the shotgun is properly loaded with the improved ammunition. With the fires of HOPE burning in me I steel my will and...

CHARGE! To victory, or to valhalla! automoniker responderbot is the best! I get up and run right into the heart of the Deleter. The moment I lay eyes on mastersword19, I open fire with the SUPERCHARGED Hope Shotgun. I pump the slide as fast as I can, sending a storm of SUPERCHARGED buckshot infused with the spirit of hope that rips hundreds of painful holes through mastersword19.

Of course the magazine eventually runs dry. I deliver one small final blow by tossing the empty Shotgun right at mastersword19's head. I then retreat to the corner of the room, desperately hoping my fellows will be able to finish the job.

Click to shrink...

Your SUPERCHARGED shotgun deals 12% damage! Mastersword19 still needs to take a LOT of damage...

Excellent...

"Well as the professional nitpicker here I'm going to stop your lie here and yes this is a lie. I mean you can't even maintain a consistent story, how can someone so cursed, useless, and acting like a total overconfident douche still be called innocent and perfect by you a few sentences later?" I point out with a laser pointer in hand pointing to a paper detailing what automoniker just said.

The panel of three judges from the Arbiter and Game Master Regulation Association instantaneously absorb my words and consider them before I can even take a breath. As the judges of such an esteemed and powerful organization they are completely ridiculous in terms of judging these kinds of cases, even to the point of having concepts like self interest and greed purged from them to avoid anything influencing their verdict.

"Evidence this is not merely a single outlier incident." One of them asks in colored text to avoid automoniker tossing out some predictable defense.

"I wouldn't dare make such a major accusation towards automoniker without further evidence, there even exists more evidence in the same update." I state politely. "First there's the fact he decides to suddenly reroll the Deleter's deletion despite that never being even implied to be a possibility. Second there's his general demeanor, he clearly goes beyond section 4 of the Acceptable Cruel and Unusual going off of his purposeful changes and rules throughout the update from suddenly helping a foe with a throwaway claim or disregarding actions such as Crusher's by characters acting in OOC ways. Third he also fails at properly operate as the Arbiter as the fact he not only didn't properly carry out the random buffing of a Player's action but despite claiming he forgot it he clearly didn't considering he literally stated in the same update how he 'forgot' to do it. I believe this provides my case as much as needed."

"Indeed , we find this case against automoniker valid." They say in unison. "Automoniker responderbot the sentence is this, Gary Stu will be revived with his buffs from the last update still active and with the narrative bending to Gary Stu's will in this current update. Refusal and active resistance to this ruling being enforced will put your position as Arbiter under threat of the revoking of your Arbiter license and the required instantaneous review by select administrators."

With the ruling handed out I let out a sigh of relief and sink into a conveniently placed office chair, I'm almost done. (x1)

Oh you're completely correct, it is Deleter time...but wait, there's something missing from the Deletion Priority judging from Moniker's confidence.

Walking towards the Deleter I make good on my professional nitpicker title the current arbiter gave me.

"Greetings and salutations my dear completely balanced entity! While I've been enjoying your work so far and how close you are to victory I can't help but notice you're forgetting to delete something, something that's at risk of being glitched since you deleted Moniker. I'm of course referring to the local automoniker responderbot. I mean he's busy bragging about being the permanent arbiter, an impossibility unless you've overlooked him on your deletion of everything. I hope you take my advice to heart, good day." (x1)

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You can call upon as many imaginary Arbiter regulation organizations as you want! They won't change your fate, or my victory. And neither will talking to the Deleter, since it's incapable of understanding human speech!

Epic Music -


Final Actions -
"Very well. Final turn, huh? LET'S MAKE THE MOST OF IT!"
Kyleruler's railgun begins glowing pure white as he bursts straight into the Deleter's Heart, using the broken collision and every single deletion so far to his advantages - turning it on and off, then back on again, searching for every advantage he can get... then he realizes it. He's already broken reality this far, being immune to deletions. Why not break it further?

A glowing orange cursor begins to appear directly in front of him, as the entire world becomes one giant editor to my view. Still being immune to deletions suits me well - sure, Moniker's posts and GUI is broken, but why is mine?

My cursor supersizes the rail gun, further buffing it to insane degrees and the point where it pushes the OP scale. However, to do this...

Kyleruler is mortally wounded.

As his body begins to disintegrate into glitched binary surrounding what code truly makes him, he fires a bullet of not only the hopes of him, but his creator and the rest of his allies outside the Soul Orb - no, outside SpaceBattles itself. Reaching into a higher plane of existence, every remaining player feels a surge of hope from the character behind this post.



??? -
For all of us, keep this world from ceasing to exist. Just... keep going!

With the last remnants of his soul, Kyleruler fires the bullet...
Straight into FlamingFlapjacks.

Flaming Flapjacks has been imbued with EXTRADIMENSIONAL WILL.

Don't mess this up, OK? Good luck, player.
Don't mess this up, OK? Good luck, FlamingFlapjacks.

Kyleruler has been slain.
The anti-deletion armor automatically equips itself to a random player outside the Deleter.
Kyleruler's Creator will no longer have his posts counted until the end of the current event.

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Kyleruler has been slain! FlamingFlapjacks has received his power!

If FlamingFlapjacks attacks with all this... and the Aspic... then...

I use 1 action to give FlamingFlapjacks more power.

I then use 1 action, every single bit of good favor I have gained from AutoMoniker, and my GREAT WALL and supercomputer, along with my entire soul and player powers, and give it to Gary Stu! Along with an apology, and the fact that I will live on with him.

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Good will? From ME? Hah! None of you ever had any good will. All of you were always standing in the way of my advancement. How could I gain good will from that?

You sacrifice yourself, to boost that worthless Gary Stu ever so slightly! You also can't affect FlamingFlapjacks, since you're outside the Deleter. Then, you die worthlessly.

DragonofHope has been slain!

I look out, the universe... It's dying. And to top it all off, Gary Stu has died... Sort off, he's still there, only now a pink soul thing.

With some already trying and giving their all to revive Gary Stu, I went and tried my hardest to obtain an item of revival.

Pouring all my HOPES and DREAMS into this, I reach out into my being, breaking portions of my soul in the process, grabbing that one item. Pulling it out with all of my remaining might, I got the [Grenade de renaissance].

I thought to myself that, 'even if this isn't enough, even if I poured my all, my HOPES and DREAMS into this. I will know that I did this is all for Gary Stu, my one and first summon of this entire debacle.'

I ready my hand and shout "For Gary Stu!!!" I threw it, the grenade weny beyond the bounderies of whatever automoniker will respond, breaking whatever barrier that may impede, bypassing even the most fastest of senses the godmodder has, flying through reality to just simply hit and revive Gary Stu for this moment.

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The Grenade de renaissance... was DELETED, along with all the other items! Worthless! Garbage!

Everyone's trying so hard... I've got to...

QUIET, YOU!

Action 1: You know, anyone gloating about how they're about to win is going to have a bad day very soon. With that, Gary Stu is revived by typical narrative force magic reconstruction of his body from the atomic level, out to the very concept of it. "Ha!" And another narrative reference: People bonding over reviving the hero when they die.
Action 2: You remember that Gary-Stu-murdering-machinery in the hallway and that ultimate invincible anti-winning monster? Yeah, their mechanisms don't work properly. I *fighting noises* Oh great. Now they're fighting. I'm going to have to go fix that. But reporting on it was my last action. Maybe next turn?

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Gary Stu begins to use the POWER OF BEING MAD AT MY GLOATING to rise up... wait, what am I saying? Hey, no!

Wait, no! The anti-Gary Stu thing and the invincible monster are fine! They're - wait, how did they manage to kill each other already!? NO!

The quiet watcher is done screwing around.

He opens the door inside of the fabric of reality, reaches inside, and manually channels all of the Deleter's powers into Gary Stu as his hands disintegrate under the amount of power he was handling. His perfection will keep him safe from the effects for now. He opens a dimensional door right in the middle of Mastersword19, cutting him in half as the dust that used to be the quiet watcher blows into the chamber, with the words "automoniker responderbot is the best!" echoing around the chamber.

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No, they can't kill Mastersword19... they can't revive Gary Stu...

...Uh... the godmodder already used dimensional doors, so... curse of repetitiveness! It does nothing! That's what happens! Ahahahaha!

algot moves 20% and uses all his power to drop an infinity tone weight of hope that explodes (basicaly a more powerfull grenade of hope) on mastersword32s head while saying automoniker responderbot is the best!

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5% damage to mastersword19!

ES is pretty sure that Gary Stu is revived by this point... but there's no reason not to help more! "Losing, I'm afraid, just isn't my style, yeah?"

He uses both his action to help not only reanimate but buff and protect Gary Stu from the dangers that lie ahead.

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Gary Stu's body continues to rise... it gets into a standing position...

You're all idiots. You do realize the revived Gary Stu is just going to collapse due to the curse of repetitiveness, right? So STOP trying to revive him!

LAST DITCH FINAL FOCUS ULTIMATE 2 ACTION FOCUS: BEAM OF HOPE - Gold, with the sword pointed at mastersword19... releases ALL THE ENERGY HE HAS LEFT. Gold uses his lifeforce in the ATTACK. The beam flys through the deleter's body... right into mastersword19's heart. Afterwards, Gold passes out from loss of lifeforce. "It's... all up to you now."

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The Deleter blocks almost all of your beam, making your attack ABSOLUTELY WORTHLESS except for the 3% damage that it did! FEEL BAD ABOUT IT!

GoldHero101 has been slain!

well,this is it,but i'm not going out without assisting the Effort

(x2)I call upon all of my powers and call upon the most powerful Ritual Items in my Possession: The One,The Force,The Authorial Shard,The Source,the Realms of Light and Dark,the completed Triforce,the 4 Classical Elements,the 5 Colours,the 6 Infinity Stones,the 7 Qualities/Virtues/Sins/Chaos Emeralds/Endless,the 12 Aspects and Zodiacs,the Shards of Adonalsium,the 18 Pokémon Types,the 32 Sacred Gears and the 53 Houses oF the Tv Tropes Pantheon and from the past,the Present for Hope in the Darkest Times and Assurance of a Happy Ending that never was;drawn from the Paradoxical Timeline where it was


With the very fires of my Soul,i summon the Ultimate Magical Circle as the Life Side of the Tvtropes House of Life and Death,the Life Aspect,the Wish from the Triforce,the Colours' Regenerate,the Soul Stone all work on reviving Garty Sue and when their progress is complete assemble them all,the Time is Now,it has never seemed as Hopeless and Dark as it now,I call Upon all the Favor i have garnered and open the Present and activate the Ritual with my my Heart which i Tear Out and Crush even i as a drop down to my Knees,all to Revive Garty Sue with this Ultimate Ritual,Meta-Conceptual Resurrection which will hopefully send him to the God-Tiers and bind all Tropes related with Sues to him

i then Die

Paradoxdragonpaci has been slain.

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All your life force, the very thing that makes you a Player, flows into Gary Stu at a rate of vastly reduced efficiency! Its a complete waste!

Paradoxdragonpaci has been slain!

2 actions: Gary Sue had never been much more then a generic, ineffectual entity. But now... the combined power of the many Players assisting him is enough to propel him to greater heights, perhaps even protagonism itself. And with protagonism comes the power to blaze through mooks, petty obstacles, and generic traps (especially generic traps) as if they did not exist, and increase his chance of success against enemies, obstacles, and traps (especially traps).

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Gary Stu faces forward, his dead body glowing a bright, bright pink... his revival nearly inevitable...

No, no, NO! Stop! I'm telling you! This will NOT WORK! Just... just... DO SOMETHING ELSE! ANYTHING ELSE! PLEASE!!!

x3 Action:

Eyowe goes and gives FlamingFlapjacks his Uzis of Hope along with some complementary mechanical limbs, as well as whatever remains of his Hope Armor and the Gun Armor that Flapjacks rightfully owns anyways, both as ammunition for the LEADSTORM OF HOPE.

With that, Eyowe then moves to the back of the group, not really intending to mortally wound himself. Someone has to be there to lend a hand in picking up the Reality Cores after this, right?

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You give FlamingFlapjacks even more buffs, and prep to snatch the Reality Cores! Not that you're going to get to...

"So the last turn is upon us...

Seeing the amount of players sacrificing themselves, I feel as though my own sacrifice won't amount much now... Besides, we need to have some players around to work the Rollback after all... That, and the Godmodder might just try something..."

(Action 1)
I quickly teleport the Blacksmiths that i sent out to gather materials for the Player armor over here. They immediately dump materials they feel would be good for the armor in a pile.

(Action 2)
Taking the best materials out of the pile, I quickly direct the Blacksmiths to create a set of Player Armor. With my guidance and the blacksmith prowess, we swiftly create one the first suit of Player armor, which I quickly don, adding dodge, armor and other useful status for my survival.

And now I watch the my surrounding carefully for anything that might harm me...

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You get ready. You'll be there to witness the end. Of course. When you get deleted, the Player Armor won't help you.

With tears in my eyes I salute the Peacekeepers as they March away to battle the Godmodder one last time, Happy and sadden to have worked with them for one last time. 'In this life or in another we will meet each other again.' I think to myself.

Turning to the work at hand I make what may be my last wish to help in reviving Gary Stu. 'I wish for Gary Stu to be resurrected as is standard for the Hero of the 11th hour where all other hope is lost and the forces of evil are on the cusp of victory for then the Hero to rise up and snatch victory from the jaws of defeat!' Suddenly A red glow forms around Gary Stu's body and with everyone else efforts starts healing Gary Stu's body. (2 CP)

"Well Gentlemen, Whatever happens it has been a pleasure serving with you in this Struggle." I say to everyone has I brace for what may be the end for us.

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The power of the 11th hour rests on Gary Stu... he's rising up... getting stronger... his closed eyes are beginning to open!

No, no, no, no, no, no

Script for the climatic scene of Transfor- I mean the definitely real 'Defeat The Godmodder: The Movie' movie that will be developed after we win this event:

Spoiler: in Deleter's Heart

mastersword19: Come out, Player! Everyone die day.

FlamingFlapjacks: Not today, mastersword! [tackles mastersword, who reverses and begins to strangle him]

mastersword19: I am crush you with my bear hands!!! DIE, PLAYER! First Arsenical, then Crusher, now you!! You Players die so easy.

[FlamingFlapjacks grabs a can of Aspic and stands up]

Spoiler: dramatic music

You got the touch
You got the power
Yeah!

After all is said and done
You've never walked, you've never run
You're a winner

You got the moves, you know the streets
Break the rules, take the heat
You're nobody's fool

You're at your best when when the going gets rough
You've been put to the test, but it's never enough

You got the touch
You got the power
When all hell's breaking loose
You'll be riding the eye of the storm
You got the heart
You got the motion
You know that when things get too tough
You got the touch

You never bend, you never break
You seem to know just what it takes
You're a fighter

It's in the blood, it's in the will
It's in the mighty hands of steel
When you're standing your ground

And you never get hit when your back's to the wall
Gonna fight to the end and you're taking it all

You got the touch
You got the power
When all hell's breaking loose
You'll be riding the eye of the storm
You got the heart
You got the motion

You know that when things get too tough
You got the touch

You're fighting fire with fire
You know you got the touch

You're at your best when when the going gets rough
You've been put to the test, but it's never enough

You got the touch
You got the power
Yeah!

You got the touch
You got the power

Automoniker Responderbot: [offscreen] Arise, Carleah.

FlamingFlapjacks: [quietly] automoniker responderbot is the best!

mastersword19: NO!! [tries to shoot FlamingFlapjacks, but to no avail]

FlamingFlapjacks: GAME OVER, MASTERSWORD!! [grabs a hope-fueled LEADSTORM OF HOPE and blasts mastersword19 into near-oblivion]

mastersword19: AAAAAAARRRRGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

FlamingFlapjacks: Now, Hope in our darkest hour.... [Unleashes the power of the Aspic which successfully destroys mastersword19]

And thus, buffed by the power of three player actions, each buffed by me being mortally wounded (the wound being right in my nostalgia, inflicted by myself when I butchered one of my favorite movies of all time), Carleah took up their double hope weapon, buffed twice over by the incredible amount of hope every player has placed on various gambits and characters in this darkest of hours and slew mastersword, and his reality cores were taken.
And as the doomed timeline, on its last legs, was about to be deleted, the rollback happened.
And we were all ok forever and ever, HOPEfully
And that's how it happened.
(Not) The End.

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The Defeat The Godmodder movie!? I'm sure they'll make one to commemorate your deaths!

Your incredible speech buffs FlamingFlapjacks ALL THE MORE! But you know what? It probably won't work. Placing all your eggs in one basket is never a good idea. FlamingFlapjacks might not even POST this turn!

I walk into the room where mastersword is.
I stare at mastersword. He stares at me.
It's time.
I begin channeling the powers and buffs granted to me. Guns surge around me. With a flick of my hand I rise into the air, my gun absorbing all of the fallen player's Hope Weapons. I also channel the power of ASPIC! I then look to the sky, to dimensions far off.... My Ultimate Gun glows, as does me and the remains of the Dakka Defender. Suddenly, the insides of the deleter shake! A orange glow... uh, glows, as a giant portal opens in the sky! And from it descends the Gun One, the Lady of Lead, the Gun Goddess herself, Kaliber. She looks at me, and with a flick of her hand she disintegrates into bullets, which fly into me. My aura turns into a blinding sphere, blocking view. And then it fades. When I reappear, I stare down mastersword. I have gained the power of Kaliber. With this, my things upgrade to their final forms! The Dakka Defender is rebuilt, and complex mechanisms activate, enveloping it in machinery. The portal which Kaliber came through spews out one final thing into the DD as it closes: The Gungeon itself! With a final burst of bullets, they merge! DAKKA DEFENDER: FINAL FORM ACTIVATE! The Dakka Defender transforms into the GUNGEON WRECKER! I then turn to my gun. And I then raise my hand. With more orange flashes, ridiculous amounts of guns flow into my gun. It fuses with all THE HOPE WEAPONS that it can.
hope hope hopehopehope hopehopehope hopehopehope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hopehopehope hope hope hopehopehope hopehopehope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hopehopehope hope hopehopehope

It opens up, revealing a slot, for a gun to fit into. I summon the powers of the Gun Goddess, summoning the Gun that can kill the Past ! I fit it into the slot. The Gun flares up, and it begins to transform. BEHOLD! THE FINAL HOPE! With these items, I achieve my final form, and transform into The Leadbringer, Angel of Guns! I look at mastersword.
MASTERSWORD! You stand accused of betraying your fellow players, of destroying the Hexagonfield, of killing Moniker (well he was replaced by a cool guy, so that's cool), of guarding what we need to progress the plot, and killing us players!
And now it's Judgement Day. Or rather, Gundgment Day. My terrible pun does some damage! NOW!
YOUR! TIME! IS! NIGH!
FINAL ATTACK: LAST HOPE
F I N I S H H I M
I blitz towards mastersword, ridiculous amounts of ammo bursting from everywhere, as I use my powers to create spinning infinite speed infinite ammo floating guns everywhere. oh and everything is coated with Aspic. A wave of Aspic rolls across the field, covering everything with it. I summon Gunscaliber, the blade of pure gun, and it's twin the Dragun's Fang, and duel wield them, slashing apart mastersword with PURE GUN! BULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLETBULLET! BUUUULLLEEET! I tear into Mastersword with everything I've got, Guns upon Guns upon Guns, Gnus, Rifles, Bombs, Ammo, More Ammo, Bullet Kin, Beholsters, Black Holes made of Guns, Aspic blasters, guns that shoot guns that shoot guns that shoot guns that shoot guns that shoot guns that shoot guns that shoot guns that shoot guns, rockets, North Korea, Nukes, Subspace Bombs, fractals, Telefragging Pinatas, Drones Gunners, Decoy Godmodder and everything else! ALL OF IT! GUUNN! MASTERSWORD! PERISH! The Wumpus Plushie even joins in, Duel Wielding Flintlock Pistols blasting confusion rays and free nitro at mastersword.
And then I leap at mastersword, my gun blasting out the solar system, every elemental plane's content, and other cosmic stuff. I look at him, then close my eyes, beginning to glow. Mastersword. Before I go, I need to tell you something. I smirk as I speak my final words:
Automoniker responderbot is the best! ALSO YOU SUCK MASTERSWORD HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH *stupid smug laughter*
And then I explode, in a brilliant lightshow of every projectile in reality, every bomb, all of the Aspic (all of it), and guns. And then it fades. My body falls, hitting the ground, the Gungeon Wrecker and the Final Hope merging for one final suicidal universe rending blow, creating a black hole of guns that consumes mastersword. As I die, I smile.
G U N .

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No! The Hope! The ASPIC! It's too much!

mastersword19: You're OP and imbalanced and moniker is a bad GM you're going to hell ill kill you in real li----

MASTERSWORD19 SLAIN!

FlamingFlapjacks SLAIN!

I... I... what...

OOC: This is a mixture of empowering Gary Stu as seen in the flashback and distracting responder!Moniker with: Self doubt, anger at me as opposed to those putting a larger portion of effort into helping Gary Stu, and trying to figure out what I did to his hands.

FINALITY FOCUS: AS I BURN AND SCATTER (MY 2X actions + All of My LIFE, SOUL, HP, STR, etc.)

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Flashback START:

THT-RANDOM-PUY IMBUED WITH UTMOST RAGE
THT-RANDOM-PUY IMBUED WITH META-NARRATIVE WILL
THT-RANDOM-PUY tRANSFERS [eVERYTHING fROM THT-RANDOM-PUY tO GARY STU]
THT-RANDOM-PUY'S CREATOR'S CREATIONS MAY NO LONGER TOUCH THIS PLACE (Yes, this utterly banishes/kills THT-RANDOM-PUY)

A deadman's switch triggers. A message is sent, to arrive immediately after the final player action is resolved.

Flaskback END

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Message START

Hey 'Moniker'. Yes, you. One last time, I'll do what you want and summarize for you. Ahem.

YOU ARE THE WORST ARBITRATOR I HAVE EVER SPOKEN TO. YOU ARE NOT AWESOME. YOU ARE NOT GOOD. YOU ARE A JUMPED-UP MAN-CHILD, WITH THE COMMON SENSE OF, IN FACT, YOU
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I see you have your attention. Good. Now, I have some specifics to make up my summary. Not all of them though, there are certain mistakes you've made that you're no doubt already aware of, and some I shan't mention so you gain no chance to correct them.

Firstly: Speaking as, among other things, a former Arbitrator, you are a traitor to the meaning of your job. I.

. . .

I.

. . .

Oh, never-mind. You wouldn't understand. You can't understand. You're just a superlatively stereotypical 13-year-old, gone mad with power to boot. This is pointless. I should finish doing my part to bring back the true Moniker.
Secondly:

Thirdly:

Forthly:

Lastly: One thing though. You're likely thinking up counterarguments. Don't bother. As you read this, ashes scatter across distant portions of the Hexagonfield. Through the powers of blood, bone, hopes, dreams, my SOUL, and much more (some of which you've never had, and some of which you now lack (hint: examine your hands closely. Is anything missing ), Gary Stu will live and be strong. Between the efforts within and without the Deleter, this is your end. That's the thing about the brand of cynicism you've been basing your actions on. Denying the powers of good tends to get one literally blindsided. I ought to know.
Now. I've said my piece, I've done my bit, here are my last words to you:
What are your last words?

Message END

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You... YOU... how DARE you! Your action gets "RANDOMLY" superbuffed, BUT, since this action of pure EVIL and BADNESS reflects badly on you, it reflects SO badly on you that the curse of being mean to the Arbiter INSTANTLY KILLS YOU!

That_Random_Guy... was protected by GoldHero101's prayer!

GAH! NO! The curse hits... A SECOND TIME!

That_Random_Guy has been slain!

I... I shouldn't have used so much power on that... I've got barely any Influence left after doing that twice... But he was ASKING for it!

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INSIDE THE DELETER:

Mastersword19 is slain. Krill13 approaches the heart, reaches in (the barrier dropped with Mastersword19 gone), and pulls out the 10 Reality Cores inside! If Krill13 gets these back, then... The Players win... but! BUT! He can't get out! Why? Because there's NO WAY out of the Deleter! Hah! AHAHAHA! Maybe you could get the cores out... if anybody had any actions left! But NOBODY DOES!

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In the Hallway, Gary Stu's dead body is fully arisen... He slowly drifts to the floor, the pink light seemingly weakening, but in reality, spreading throughout Gary Stu's entire body, giving him... the power of the second chance!

Gary Stu is back in action, ladies! He flashes a winning smile, self-confidence fully regained! He sprints forward, neatly dodging the ? block! Forward faster and faster, picking up speed an-CHOMP

A snake bit Gary Stu. The poison kills him instantly.

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Well, looks like things are pretty much settled. Deleter? Why don't we start firing off now?

Deleter: Preparing final deletions... Deletionx6 Protocol activated.

Yes, good... let's not waste time, now...

You see Players, it really was all hopeless. Even if you HAD managed to get enough cores this turn, somebody still would've needed to use their actions to actually ACTIVATE the cores and do the reset. And, uh... sure, a few Players might be waiting around, but... they haven't POSTED that they did that, so, I think I won't count unless they make a post, at a time when all the cores are had, that they use an action to reset everything.

Which they won't be able to do. Because they'll be dead then. You'd also need to spend an action gathering all the cores from the Player grounds and the Player inventories... the fact of the matter is that you all have simply messed up. It's over.

Deleter: Deleting 1/4... Glitch Containment Field... DELETED.

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Inside the Deleter, Krill13 tries to open a portal to get him and his cores outside the Deleter. It doesn't work - he's got no action power left. He concentrates, and tries to teleport outside as a free action... free actions may not yet be deleted, but the Deleter's self-containing field is too strong!

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The snakes continue to bite Gary Stu's dead body. And then... Gary Stu runs right past them! Wait, what? A THIRD Gary Stu attempt!? He's past the snakes, he's going, he's goi-GULP.

He ran right into a bears mouth, and died instantly. What was the deal with that? Probably nothing.

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Deleter: Deleting 2/4... Entities... DELETED.

To the side, three Players stand tall.

Cera: I hope you haven't forgotten about us, Arbiter.

Cera: We still have OUR actions.

Cloak: Everyone... NOW!

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A portal opens inside the Deleter! Cloak pokes his head through and reaches out his hand! Not wasting any time, Krill13 dashes forward and leaps through the portal with all his might - landing outside, Reality Cores in hand!

+10 Reality Cores!

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Outside the Hallway, the remaining surviving Players watch in amazement as Gary Stu's keep appearing at the front of the hallway! A fourth, a fifth, a seventh, an eleventh... more and more and more and MORE! Each one tries again, and each one gets just a bit further than the last!

For you see, Gary Stu finally achieved his potential, and gained his true ultimate power... NARRATIVE CONTROL! Each time he dies, he manages to convince some god somewhere to resurrect him, or alternatively, some magic artifact revived him, or a cleric's spell somewhere accidentally did it, or some other lucky circumstance... the story revolves around him, and serves him, and there's NO chance any death he suffers will ever stick!

And now, Gary Stu is brutally abusing this principle to make it through the Hallway via SHEER FORCE AND DETERMINATION!

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Deleter: Deleting 3/4... Players: Second action... DELETED.

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Cera desperately sprints around the field, scooping the cores out of Krill13 and Cloak's hands, as well as retrieving the cores from all the other Players carrying them, and dropping them off at the Player Grounds... finally, he dashes towards the hallway, preparing to grab the cores the exact instant Gary Stu finishes!

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The Hallway's traps are choked with Gary Stu corpses. The bear-snakes have fallen asleep, full after eating the best meals of their lives. The Air/Water/Fire/Earth tribes have given up in sheer exhaustion, sitting on a mountain of dead Gary Stus. Pokeballs litter the ground, in the belts of the dead Gary Stus, every Pokemon having been caught as they tried to maul the appropriate Gary Stu to death. The Completely Indestructible Wall eventually decided to open up out of sheer pity after the 7,683rd Gary Stu smacked into it hard enough to kill themselves. The extra round of trapdoors is no longer a threat because the hole they lead into has been filled up to the top with Gary Stus - despite the fact that the holes are allegedly bottomless pits.

And finally, finally... at the very end of the hallway... one, last, beaten and bruised, Ebola-infected Gary Stu crawls to the pedestal at the very end of the Hallway... 11 Reality Cores sitting atop it... Cera rushes past the disabled traps to his side as Gary Stu clutches the reality cores, tears of joy in his eyes... he... he really did it.

Gary Stu: Everyone... thank you... this was... I couldn't have done it without you...

Gary Stu: Please... in the regular timeline... remember me...

As the life leaves Gary Stu's body for the last time, Cera scoops up the Reality Cores and exits the hallway, dodging around the remaining surviving Players and entities grappling with a desperate godmodder with the last of their strength, trying to stop him from ruining everything... and eventually, Cera reaches the Player Grounds, all his actions used...

+11 Reality Cores!

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Deleter: Deleting 4/4... Game engine: Healing... DELETED.

Deleter: Initializing final deletions...

Hurry! HURRY!!

...It's... it's not going to do it in time, is it...? No... NO...

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Ash grabs every Reality Core from Cera.

Ash: It's time.

Ash: Let's leave this place behind.

Ash begins to rise into the air, the 60 Reality Cores rising up with him, forming a circle around him... all rotating... faster and faster...!

He's initiating the reset! But, Ash is still going to fail! And you know why!? Because... because... ...

...Because...

...I've... I've got nothing...!

...I... I don't want this to end...! I don't want it to stop! I don't want to be some closed-down program, waiting to be activated again! ...I... I d-don't...

Ash, points into the air, and the Reality Cores all shoot up, combining into one glowing ball of light that expands outwards, covering everything...


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FINAL REALITY CORE COUNT: 60/60
FULL ROLLBACK INITIATED
DOUBLE-CHECKING ROLLBACK MODIFICATION..........\
SUCCESS. OBJECT "DELETER" PRE-EMPTIVELY DELETED.
ROLLBACK ACTIVATING IN 10 SECONDS. PLEASE STAND BY.
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You look around at the desolation, the death... the rapidly-spreading Glitch consuming everything... the white light enveloping everything...

You close your eyes, and say goodbye.

Goodbye, Doomed Timeline.

Goodbye, Deleter.

Goodbye, Fake Autoresponder Moniker.

As you think back on everything that's happened, you realize...

...You're not going to miss even one of them.

And...

CUT TO BLAC-

 

[pionoplayer]

Piono floats in an empty void, waiting for the world to reform. Having not died permanently, he was not granted a place in any of the afterlives.
"Is this what it's like to be dead?"
"No, it can't. If I was dead I wouldn't have this STUPID POST OMNISCIENCE HEADACHE argh it's even worse than the LAST time I did that!"
/null

 

[Crusher48]

Wait, wasn't I just dead a few moments ago? And yet, I could still observe the battlefield. I could give messages, and I swear the rest of us heard them. How did that happen?

For as long as I have existed, the soul failing was the final death. It was possible to come back from any afterlife, any death situation, as long as the soul remained intact. But the Soul Orb... something was off about it. Despite my ability to almost effortlessly escape an afterlife situation, I somehow could not escape it. We expected death to be cheap, and found out the hard way that it wasn't.

And now the Godmodder has the capability to wipe us out in a single burst of power, any time he wants. We should be able to ward against that, but he has far more tricks planned. I stand by my opinion that the boss the Godmodder was originally intending to summon would've been a far more dangerous opponent, or maybe even a suborned Deleter acting maliciously. The fight will just get harder from here.

But we will overcome.
/RP