Defeat The Godmodder

[FlamingFlapjacks]

I grit my teeth.
ACTIONO ONEIO
I upgrade the Crappy Jetpack to the Shitty Jetpack. It now passively lowers the amount which the Gundam Destroyer is being levitated by a ton every turn instead of the previous effect.
ACTIONO TWOTH
I upgrade the one use jet! Now, it instantly jets the Gundam Destroyer downwards and out of the levitation, allowing it to stomp on the throne's head!
ACTION T H R E E
I strut into the courtroom, a suit made of nanobullets adorning me. Fun fact about the Elemental Plane of Guns: We like lawyering for some reason. Probably something to do with gun control. As in our control over the element of gun. Point is, we're experts at lawyering. I launch into a barrage of defense and expert points, explaining and explaining, going on a long argument involving a watermelon, a paradox involving sticks and bananas, and infinite gerbils bouncing on infinite monkeys writing on infinite typewriters with infinite time, spewing out hundreds of thousands of pages of legal arguments and proof. I stop, my defense over, and wait to counter their points, entering Lawyer Mode, giving me a buff when countering their points.

 

[JOEbobobob]

[1]

Meanwhile, on the HEXAGONAFIELD, the second godmodder finishes up. His charge is complete.
He concentrates, focuses, and casts a spell affecting all of Reality. The spell is very minor, due to being spread so incredibly thin. But its effects ripple outwards...
Every, in every plane. Every animal, every human, every entity, every human-like alien, every single being with the capability of resting... is awoken.
If they are already awake, they feel nothing. But if they were sleeping, they wake up and are kept awake for approximately one second. Most will go back to sleep afterwards right away, and have forgotten about it entirely by morning. But in that second... in that one second...
Nobody is dreaming at all.
Morpheus is the God of Dreams. In order for him to exist, dreams need to exist. And if nobody is sleeping... nobody is dreaming... and there is nothing.
Morpheus no longer exists.

Click to shrink...

Hrm. LIES!
ahem, let me find the quote...

Listening to you describe your dream is so boring, even YOU fall asleep! You're too busy sleeping to take any energy.

Click to shrink...

Yes, Yes, you said they're Awoken.
But consider this: I'm a player.
The power is spread incredibly thing, as stated. It's only enough to keep most beings awake for a second. But... I'm a player. Players are practically antithetical to Godmodders, literally formed from someone fighting the Godmodder (in some specific way i dunno). The Godmodder could no doubt forcefully keep any normal being awake for a truly ridiculous length of time, if he wanted to, with a single action... Yet he only set it for One second. That's not long. Why, if any being were to somehow remain asleep during that time... he wouldn't get a chance to correct this, would he? No, if he could he would set up a longer time. After all, to ripple... the wave must take time to propagate. What if something slowed it, somewhere?
But this is all a distraction, merely a way to discern the Godmodder didn't have a huge additional storehouse of energy to force resistant subjects to awaken, or to pierce defences beyond the statistical average.
No, the real reason I'm so sure I'd still have been asleep? other then optimism and a style of writing involving assuming success and the accuracy of my assumptions I mean
I have an attack shield.
To be precise, I had an attack shield located right about where my neck was, in the form of a chain holding a drive attached to me. Such a simple thing, yes?
Yes, Godmodder attacks can pierce them, just as he Could awaken me in theory. But he spread this out over the whole universe! No, not the universe; the multiverse! A space infinite, not for count of universes, but for that modern physics supports an unending dimension, and for that HV had that one thing where he got infinity souls from eating a city of infinity people early on- the city wasn't destroyed so there was an infinite space there.............. ANYWAY!
The point is that the Godmodder has hardly any power left after the base effect, nevermind edge cases like people on ALL THE DRUGS (or more then that), those in enchanted sleep, entities in the DEATH Stasis pod (we know they sleep sometimes, Fenix was contacted, and they would sleep more now in case of more messages), beings who exist exclusively in dream worlds... I'm not arguing as to the Godmodders ability to affect all reality, but only because I think there's a different argument I'm more likely to win. If this one fails, you can BET I'll argue against that too. Daydreams exist, and have been confirmed to affect Morpheus! The concepts of dreams, and sleep, are far too broad for such effects. Even if he defines 'asleep' as 'capable of sustaining morpheus', and replace awoken with 'jostled into a non-sustaining state for ~1 second', there's... Ahem. ANYWAY. AGAIN. Gotta stop getting off track...

So I had an attack shield on my neck, and I was asleep. I was in whatever-this-place-is, I looked at this giant thing, so I looked up... I was probably standing up, then. And I talked and fell down...
Tests done in real life indicate falling backwards to be a more natural motion when looking up; as I was looking at a giant bug(?), either I was looking up, or flying- if flying, the ensuing tumble means all bets are off.
When falling backwards, the stop at the end would jostle the drive into the air,bouncing it over my head, and dragging the chain with it, which would stain a bit against my neck and land partially over my face... or so I assume, I haven't done it with a necklace as I have none and asking for one would seem weird. (" hi there can I borrow your necklace to see how it bounces if I pretend to faint while looking up?" lolwat).
Anyway, real life experimentation Suggests that the attack shield would naturally drape itself over my head, keeping me safe from up to about...Well, when the Godmodder was setting attack-shields-to-block extra high, and giving a round to prepare, he made these meteor star things. there were 6 stars, 5 shields appiece... so 30 attack shields to block an action focused purely on me, but it's focused like 99.999% on other people and only about 6 actions.
Plus the splitting probably helped out some.
I think my point is clearly argued by this point, right? I don't think I've missed anything...
After making sure to create some beings incapable of any state not considered dreaming, I wake up. yep, I acted in my sleep. Don't question it.


[1] With the dream realm still held intact by my self, I make a dreamself and send it out to act for me, remaining asleep to sustain Morpheus.
hey, the Summonspitter came out of a hive, but... the hive's not an entity, and it's not gone either.
So I quickly grab all the pylons I used to steal the now-defunct morpheus-realm, arrange them around the hive, (how dares he. Also, how would Morpheus accurately guess when the godmodder would finish his charge? it sounded like his troops were approaching the realm, not that.) and deposit the Hive into the same place (as defunct m-realm), except about a meter to the squilpf of the sandwich so they don't interfere with one another. Hive stored in inventory!


[1] FENIX 'S NOT SPPST 2 B COURTIFIEDZ.
I send in the dream self, storming into the courtroom.
"WHATS UP SMUDGES"
"Hey, you're detaining Fenix nolastname? Not cool, guys. Not cool."
"Let's see, what's the accused proportedly guilty of- Oh, before we continue. I'm using english according to the dialect of Earth in late 2019, in a subset kept unaware of Godmodders. It's my favored version of the language. now, with no further ado..."
"Fenix is accused of being... a traitor, yes? claiming to be on one side, then joining the other?... ah, also 'betraying the godmodder' and 'high treason'. Before we continue, I would like to pass a motion of the definitions of 'high treason', 'betraying the godmodder', 'traitor', and for the plaintiff to list under which laws Fenix has been charged"
(I pause for a moment, and listen to their explanations. After writing down several copies of their statements, and if it does not challenge my assumptions and require a re-assessment of my arguments, I continue.)
"Let's check the facts, shall we?"
"On turn... Yes, ah, thank you Bernard. Turn CXXVI, or one-hundred and twenty-six of the undoomed timeline, Fenix was introduced. Well, technically speaking he was introduced on the storypost directly prior to that, but that's less then a turn ago. Ahem."
"Fenix was introduced immediately following the ROLLBACK of the timeline. Due to the mechanics of such rollbacks, we can determine that, were the Godmodder to not preform whatever actions he preformed whilst the players were blacked out, and the planar boundaries be firmly shut, Fenix would not arrive."
"On arrival, he said many things. The jist of them was strong opposal to the bank of actions and a general negative attitude towards the Godmodder"
"He later confirmed, under a powerful lie-detection spell, that he was not working for the godmodder and did not plan to in the future"
"Time passed. eventually, Latula said some code, he got back a bunch of memories about the Godmodder making him or whatever."
"And then he switched from a red-tinted N- which means neutral, and is thus impossible to betray- to [AG], the standard alignment."
"Furthermore, I posit that a person is their mind, not their body; should an alien space bat take control of your body-" I conjure an alien space bat for an example "-and preform some petty crime-" I have the bat take control of one of the Judge and make him punch the other one in the arm "- Then you would not be guilty for the crime; the bat would. This is evident to anyone with a smidgen of common sense, and so I dare not assume you have realized it."
"At any rate, Fenix's existance was not a slow progression of changes like any normal entity. One instant, his Body was on the godmodders side with a mind in it. Then the memories were replaced. Fenix's mind- the predecessor of what he has today- came into being. false memories."
"He lived for some time, and eventually joined us on the fateful fight in the bank."
"Then, a sharp change! The old memories return. One could either argue he is the Fenix who was of the [N] Alignment, or an entirely new mind. "
"In Either case, Fenix-the-mind was never aligned with the Godmodder, openly or otherwise."
"The change in Fenix's mind was preformed at the behest of The Godmodder, who likely preformed the change himself, and The Godmodder is far too intelligent to Not Know that Fenix would remain on the [AG] side after receiving the memories."
"As well, a traitor refers to one who professes to be on a side, then changes. Since Fenix never professed to be on the Godmodders side, he was not a traitor to him."
"Any objections?"

 

[WHM Sukamia]

Why did Gwyn not attack? Is that going to happen next turn?

I upgrade Gwyn's dodge rate again, by boosting his Endurance with 2 actions, which increases equip load, so that Gwyn can move faster!

I then give him more attack, by upgrading his Strength, which affects attack.

If Gwyn is not cutting the Summonspitters tongue off next turn, and that was a mistake, I order him to attack the Unsealed Throne's hand and cut it off!

 

[Paradoxdragonpaci]

(x2) I grant the Restorer the Power of Reverse Levitation!! Allowing it to get down faster if it's Levitated
(x1) I call upon the Spirit and Soul of Justice and summon the forth from within the hearts of Men that believe in True Justice and inform them of this Kangeroo Court holding Felix,I then send them in a Yellow Wave of Pure Justice Energy to aid in Tazz's Legal Maneveur

 

[Algot]

I punch myselfe in face causing the godmodder to be punchedbin the face by Saitama and a brunch of temporal duplicates of Saitama (blame the doctor, Dave strider, and every other time traveler in the multi omniverse)

I also charge 2

 

[General_Urist]

1 CP: Let's keep this revolution going. Now that armed revolution is getting widespread support, it's time to make sure it is organized. I start distributing radios and peer-to-peer internet routers among resistance cells, as well as providing them with secure encryption keys. With this technology, the resistance should be able to effectively coordinate among itself and make plans without the Kingdom being able to effectively overhear and intercept them.

2+5 CP: ALL RIGHT LET'S DO THIS! I claim a disco square.

Then, all around me, wooden and metal beams appear and start floating together. Soon, they form a battery of trebuchets, the SUPERIOR siege weapon. Dozens and dozens of trebuchets all round me, but they do not have boulders in their slings, no. Instead they have bundles of axes. Very sharp axes reinforced with carbon nanotubes and sharpened to an almost monomolecualr edge. And on my command, as the disco music gets particularly intense, they loose their payloads all at once, all aimed towards the Throne, and all with unnatural disco-boosted accuracy. Hundreds upon hundreds of sharp axes crash into the Throne blade-first, chopping many small and large parts off of it, some of which were probably not entirely cosmetic.

 

[Winkins]

(Action!)(3 Charges)
(2 Charges)
I pull out a Jack in the Box, remove and replace the Jack with a toy claw head. Now, all I need to do is crank it up so that the claw can extend to absurd lengths and pull back whatever it grabs! This including levitating entities...

(1 Charge)
If Fenix is freed from the court, I use my action to place him on a Disco square to claim. If he isn't, then the action goes to making a disco clockwork toy that's designed to help crank other objects. Said toy is powered by the power of DISCO! Of course, the toy will only come to be should Fenix isn't freed from court by this turn.

 

[Spicy Serious]

Spicy smiles, as he reviews the King's kingdom. A peasantry crushed and exploited, a people bereft of hope and beginning to stir with rage. It's perfect.

A few 'pops' sound off as Spicy stretches. He had hopped to be able to save what he just Charged, but such a special opportunity really shouldn't be squandered. With that thought, Spicy fades away.

FOCUS+3 CP!: The Church Cometh

A ripple of manna cascades out across the King's kingdom, imperceptible to most, but where the magic/Power infused wave passed words began to circulate. Out in squares preachers appeared, speaking word of Gods and freedom, they preached for the peasants not to break their chains, but to reforge them into symbols of faith. The preachers were captured and slaughtered of course, but the seeds were planted in the minds of the public.

Another wave of Power, more Preachers spoke to the people, shouting their message from the rooftops and spreading paper with the word of the Gods on it. They spoke of the fate of their predecessors, of the innocent men of faith who were slaughtered in cold blood for their message. The guards came once more, but this time the Power fueling the Preachers infested their minds, insuring that the Preachers were slaughtered in public. The seed was watered.

A third wave, this time stirring the anger, the faith of the populous, the preaching came from them now. They passed the teachings of the preachers between themselves, in hushed whispers and then covert meetings, they grow emboldened, even as the guard crush the movement. Death is met by conviction, conviction is met with Faith, religion has irrevocably spread among the Kingdom and impassioned the Peasantry. And what would such a movement be without a leader?

Birthed from Power a man preaches, he speaks of the Gods terrible and great, far beyond them, far beyond their king. He speaks of their hunger for their freedom, he speaks of the paradise that awaits the faithful and the hell that lurks for heretics and non-believers. He speaks to the heresy of the King, believing himself above the common man, above the children of the Gods, and so foolishly trying to stamp out their message. Slowly his following grows, he preaches in cellars, in back alleys, in the slums and in the countryside, wherever the light of the Gods needs to be spread, he will be there he claims. The guard fail, and fail, and fail, and fail to kill him time and time again.

The Peasantry change to Zealots over time, hanging to his every word, he speaks with as much authority as the Gods, for he is their chosen. And so, deep within a Cellar, a Church is built, a small thing, with a small stand to preach and candles to light it, but to those who attend the echoing sermons, the place is as grand as the King's palace itself, for this is where their Gods dwell.

Then, the message changes, he begins to preach of revolution, of tearing the king down in the name of the Gods. He has received a vision he proclaims, a vision of the king's defeat at their righteous hands. The Zealots smile at this, and take to their task with fervor. For paradise awaits the holy, and damnation is the only fate for the heretics.
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On the battlefield, a small alter of prayer appears, pristine white oak, a simple affair, with a humanoid figure comprised of shadow standing behind it. It clutches a tattered leather bound book in one hand, and jerkily, much like a puppet on a string, it raises it's free hand to point an accusing figure at The Throne. "Y E W H O R E V E L S I N S I N, S H A L L B E C A S T A P A R T B Y T H E H O L Y C H I L D R E N, W H O Y O U H A V E S O F O O L I S H L Y C R U S H E D."





(THE CHURCH summoned to the Battlefield, an Entity that empowers Peasant Revolts and general Attacks against The Throne, however THE CHURCH is made to be upgradeable, in the name of it's holy crusade against The Throne.)

 

[Ender_Smirk]

The man continues his assault on the Throne, noticing that it has gotten back up. He says, "Good, I would have been disappointed otherwise."
He suddenly starts hovering, and then quickly flings himself to the ladder now affixed to the back of the throne. He then looks at the damage done by the pickaxe. "Good, I have just enough room."
He places one block of TNT in the indent he had made with his pickaxe last turn. It seems confusing why he is going with so little, but he lights it with some flint and steel, and then begins running as fast as possible. The TNT then erupts with an explosion hundreds of meters in diameter. "Let's just say I use mods, and leave it at that. Do I even get to talk anymore? Do I need to answer that?"

 

[The_Nonexistent_Tazz]

[A.] REVOLT! REVOLT! REVOLT!
[B.] CHARRRRGE
3 -> 5

[x1] Leah blinks as Fenix is sucked into some weird hellscape of hellish judicial processes, and her fists tighten in sudden resolve. "Operator, irrational hatred at random attack constructs is not efficient-"

Leah fails to care. She bursts into the courtroom, kicking down the doors quite literally and turning them to shrapnel, expending some excess power to do so. As you can't fight the law, the wooden shrapnel fails to harm the judges, but inversely it isn't taken as any sort of assault charge. Also because there aren't any guards for some reason, which is extremely silly, but has Defeating the Godmodder ever been completely serious? She dramatically points at the two judges (or however many there are) because that's what you do in court, you dramatically point. You'd think she'd be shouting objection if she wasn't mute. Her arms flash for a second.

"...The Operator calls upon the defense attorneys, who have appointed themselves due to... Various reasons," Omniglot says. As he does so, and whatever defenses the Godmodder put in to stop intrusion close in on Leah, the remnants of the door are annihilated by the presence of an abrupt army of lawyers. As in, a literal army of literal lawyers, decked out in camouflage suits and snazzy ties, firing out an ocean of legal restraining orders into whatever defenses there are, and taking their rightful place right next to Fenix. They total hundreds of thousands, so its quite a mystery how they're even in the courtroom.

"Representing the defense, we are the Buttman Army of Lawyers, or the BAR. We must first contractually state that we are contractually bound to any man whose last name is 'Buttman,' and while we would normally make an exception to Fenix due to being named so by the defense, we were abruptly paid in an extremely rare resource for our immediate aid, so there," says a man, possibly the leader of the BAR. "We also represent the persecution. We do not mean the prosecution, as there is no 'prosecutor' role in the Godmodder's legislative branch. And also, they are dead," The BAR Leader (maybe) says, pointing to the lawsuit-ridden corpse of the former persecuter, whom a member of the BAR has slyly replaced.

"The Persecution rests," says the BAR representative, without skipping a beat. The Judges attempt to object, but find their Gavels Of Authority(tm) with which they hold absolute reign over their courts have been temporarily replaced with thin air, as the Defense rises, though they put a mouth to Fenix to prevent him from speaking.

"We would like to present exhibit A, the Critical Soul Weakness of the entity known only as 'Judge B.' Defense team! Roll 'em out!" The potential BAR leader says, pointing at the door. The remains of the remains of the door are annihilated as some kind of armored APC crashes into the courtroom, bristling with armor, and doing a perfect 180 turn to let the back face the two judges. Two men slide into position and open the doors, careful to stay away, as three figures slide out.

The first is, perhaps, familiar; a porcelain-white figure in a red suit and green glasses, a split sun adorning his tie. Though his fashion sense is questionable for court, its certainly an eye-catcher. He pulls out a whole surround-sound system out of thin air, smashing up the back of the courtroom and conveniently obliterating an array of cheap PG defenses as he plugs into the courtroom's electrical systems. The lights dim, except, conveniently, around the other figure, a young boy with yellow hair in short spikes and yellow skin, wearing orange rapper gear, holding a microphone in one hand and an empty champagne glass in the other. His giant golden necklace dubs him 'Simpson, Bartholomew J," The third figure is what spreads terror into the courtroom, even for the BAR that called him in-a man that we can only refer to as 'Orange Juice.' He conveniently holds a carton of Simpsons Brand Orange Juice, and happily pours it into Bart's champagne glass. All the while, the BAR relentlessly fire on anything and everything remotely PG in the room, including the entire jury, who are now all dead due to heart attack from lawyer fees.

The first figure's surround-sound equipment is ready, as Bart clears his throat. Orange Juice just silently glares in the back. And then, the power of the stereos blares into life the noise of a television being tuned up, piercing the ears of all present as the young boy drinks the Orange Juice (about half of it) starts belting out the tune to 'Deep Deep Trouble,' except heavily remixed into some other kind of song altogether, the jingles and catchy tunes of several other pop culture references mixed in. Everyone is either too confused or too amused by this to really stop this, and it does no direct harm aside from potentially hearing damage, but as the song winds to a close, Bart tosses the champagne glass onto the floor and at the Judge's podium, causing the remaining Orange Juice to stain the podium.

At this point, one must explain why what happens next happens before it actually happens, because there really isn't any other way this makes sense. Orange Juice was obviously tried for a crime, but came out innocent. What you think of the matter is neither here nor there, but it was one of the most famous-and most trying-cases in recent history. So the essence of that case is very much anathema to the two judges, not because of the result but so much the procedure itself. I think you know Orange Juice's last name without me saying it aloud. A certain Bartholomew J would be a letter off of that, via initials, but what I must say is that Orange Juice poured Simpsons Brand Orange Juice into Bartholomew J's champagne glass. Alternatively, Orange Juice poured Orange Juice, Simpson's Brand, into Bartholomew J's champagne glass. Served Orange Juice out of a champagne glass, Bartholomew J's singing skills increase exponentially due to the unspoken blessing of the Prince of Bel Air, IE the ability to sing a lot better after having the aforementioned drink in the aforementioned drink holder. This enabled Bart to perform his signature rap, "Deep Deep Trouble," to maximum efficiency and spectacle, augmented by the red suited man's musical talents to increase it tenfold. "Deep Deep Trouble" is about getting into trouble, like getting into trouble with the law, which of course is what Orange Juice did, which Bart just drank to enhance his singing. But not the whole glass, of course, which is also important, but we'll get back to that.

Now, the red suited man's role in this, aside from improving the power of the singing and making sure it was heard, was also to provide additional conceptual elements to the song via remix and mashup, which enabled the song to ascend to a more powerful form, known as "Deep Sea Trouble." Deep Sea Trouble is similar in meaning, and also has multiple themes of chaining together multiple media elements, which in and of itself is a red herring, but it also has the word 'Sea' in it, as well as the 'Are You Ready, Kids?' soundbite from Spongebob Squarepants, who lives in a pineapple at the bottom of the sea. The Pineapple is irrelevant. The sea is not, as the sea is made of liquid. Like Orange Juice, which was poured by Orange Juice into a champagne Glass, which Bart partially drank to enhance his singing of "Deep Sea Trouble."

This would all be some kind of interesting meta 'interconnected themes' thing, if not for one tiny detail; one of the known marks of a good signer in pop culture (which "Deep Sea Trouble" heavily references, though it does not allude to this particular one) is the ability to shatter glass with your voice alone. Like, say, a champagne glass. Which Bart was holding for the whole performance (did not shatter), but tossed before the end of the song; this conceptually imbues the glass with the good-ness of the song, enabling it to be enhanced even further, carrying all related concepts with it and enhancing those concepts and their effects manifold. These concepts include (but are obviously not limited to): Orange Juice, and Trouble with the Law. You saw how terrified the court was of Orange Juice. However, this would not work to absolute perfection if not for one tiny, minor detail; the target, Judge B, has Orange text.

Judge B is annihilated-but only because the conceptual gravitas was so extremely convenient that the sheer explanation provided above enabled the action to refine its hidden power to the absolute limit, enabling no escape for Judge B the instant the glass hit the podium-the stain upon the honor of the law by Orange Juice was far too much. The resulting slow-motion detonation is severe enough to annihilate the entire judge's podium, including any other judges the Godmodder had waiting in the back. The BAR takes the explosive opportunity to re-again slaughter every law enforcement official in the vicinity with a ceaseless barrage of restraining orders, which happily enough includes the executioner, all of the (stacked) Jury, and pretty much everyone else present at the court that wasn't an AG summon or otherwise sympathetic enough to not go crazy on us for this.

To ensure total domination and prevent any Godmodding-related stupidity from completely annuling this action, the BAR then use their brief but total control over the courtroom and their considerable power over legislative might to legally erase the existence of the previous judges, authorities, jurors and other officials presiding over the trial, and then to replace them with as many of their own plants, as well as a diverse-but-sympathetic jury of peers and equals, before rolling out, leaving but their absolute best Lawyer (in flak) to remain as part of the actual jury council.

[x2] Leah stands at the side of Fenix the whole time, shielding him from any particular commupence as a result of her attack, which as it is her attack and as Fenix has not come to harm by anything in the process is zero. This enables her to charge her energies reasonably well on the downtime.​

 

[Captain.Cat]

'Well that one stage down, so another to go.' I think to myself as the Unsealed throne appears before us.

Focus - 'Empowerment'

Looking to the side I see General_Urist is preparing a battery of trebuchets to unleash a barrage on the Unsealed Throne, instead of normal boulders or alike for ammo it appears that the Good General is using bundles of axes as ammunition for the trebuchets. I decide it will be best to help with this effort so I once more close my eyes and focus my energy into my wish. 'I wish for General_Urist to be even more damaging with he fires them at the Unsealed Throne!'

Suddenly in a flash of red light the battery of trebuchets and their munitions are covered in a red light which sticks around for a few seconds before then being seemly absorbed by the Trebuchets and the axes as ammunition leaving only a dim red glow that hums in a low but steady tone. It would seem that the aforementioned weapons had absorbed the energy, making them more powerful and damaging. (3 CP used.)

 

[Cephalos Jr.]

If the court doesn't answer my treason question, there are going to be serious legal shenanigans next turn. Probably involving an attempt to prove the Godmodder's lack of jurisdiction.
/null

 

[Moniker]

I mean, what is there to talk about? Shadow Sophia got left behind, can't do anything with her to give Piono angst. Can't really do any of my other assorted plans because we got drop-kicked straight to the Administrative plane.

Anyways, in regard to King of the Hill, the Godmodder seems to have made backups for both the game and the crown, correct?
There is just one problem of that, you can't prove authenticity with a duplicate, and while he may be able to get by with duplicate crowns and games, if the originals of all 5 of the items from which the power and authority of King of the Hill is drawn are destroyed or otherwise nullified... then he loses his power.
It's sorta like a reverse infinity gauntlet problem for us, instead of obtaining all 6 of them before the Godmodder can, we've gotta destroy all 5 of them so the Godmodder can't use them any longer.

You will remember that way back when, the infinite improbability drive used 2 charge to create the King of the Hill, correct? Well, that's wrong actually, it was summoned. King of the Hill was already a thing within another dimension, drawing upon the power of 5 different things.
1. The crown, into which was imbued all the energies of being king of the hill.
2. The game, in which the owner of the title would continually assert their dominance as king of the hill
3. The certificate, which states to the whole of reality that you are, officially, kind of the hill.
4. The hill, which you are king of, making you king of the hill.
5. The Hill, a small kingdom in northwestern Clavencia (one of the subdimensions in the multiverse just northweast of Purgatory)

Piono actually happens to have the certificate on his person, never make any weapon that could be used against you that you don't have a plan to nullify. He looks the Godmodder dead in the eye, and rips up the contract, before putting the pieces through a shredder, which he lights on fire. He then freezes the ashes and then throws the whole thing into the void, where it explodes.

3 down. 2 to go.

I charge 2 CP

Click to shrink...

As you put the certificate into the Shredder, you realize: It's not a shredder! It's a COPIER! Immediately, trillions of copies of the certificate are copied and duplicated, spat out to all corners of Reality!

The quiet watcher appears next to Fenix, and calmly announces the following:

"Objection! As an agent of a foreign power, albeit one that was originally on the Godmodder's side, he cannot be accused of High Treason against the Godmodder, as he was not, and is not currently, a member of the Godmodder's side at the time of this charge. Additionally, I declare this a Kangaroo court, and as such legally void!"

He then picks up the defense desk and exits the court, all the while ignoring the kangaroos in judge suits.

Click to shrink...

Judge A: ...Yes. Fenix was initially on the godmodder's side, and at the time of this charge, he is not.

Judge C: That's what treason is.

You take away Fenix's defense desk, and leave.

Judge B: Fenix Buttman, you are hereby charged with unauthorized defense desk removal.

Fenix: But I didn't-

Judge A: All defendants require a defense desk to be allowed to speak in court.

Judge C: Speaking out of turn will get you fined with contempt!

Fenix is now being charged with unauthorized defense desk removal!

My eye twitches, then I facepalm.

I use my first action to teach the Living Junkyard friend from foe, so in the event of an accidental misnaming he doesn't attack anyone who iss on our side - the Player's Side. I get as specific as I have to.

My second action is used to send a note of apology to the Summoner, explaining to him that my Living Junkyard was only a few moments old and I had made the common mistake of using one's Job Class as their name, and that we had been fighting an enemy that summons further monsters. I really do sincerely apologize, and I send it off without any expectation of reply, aside from the mailing address, which is currently where we're fighting.

My third action is to summon an entity with no attack or defense, but just its purpose and however much HP I can squeeze into it afterwards. I summon... a Defendant aide! This entity will help with Fenix's legal trial, either boosting the efforts of player's present at the trial helping to defend Fenix, or if there is no one there on a permanent basis they hamstringing the court processes until a Player does come in to act as a permanent lawyer.

Patiently, I order the Living Junkyard to restrain the Sealed Summonspitter. Hopefully, this will either prevent new summons, slow the process of new summons, or at the very least keep it from evading future assaults.

Looks Like I'll have to do my other plans/actions some other turn. To the players who thanked me, though, I do respond with a 'You're welcome'.

EDIT: Due to one of the other players summoning Phoenix Wright, the Defendant Aide turns into one of his assistants from his game series. This doesn't affect their function outside of roleplaying, flavortext, and aesthetics.

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The Living Junkyard will now never attack AG entities!

The Summoner receives your note! However, it's too late... The Summoner has already written a callout post on Tumblr! Now, everyone's up in arms, declaring death to the evillest person to ever exist, Alastair Dragovich! The tumblrites were about to find something else to be mad about, but your obviously fake and not-genuine apology note has re-ignited their fury!

Legal Aide summoned! He will attempt to assist Fenix!

1+2)With 5 CP I summon the defense attorney Phoenix Wright! Defend the other Fenix Phoenix! Please!
3)With my final action, I summon peasent revolt units from Europa Universalis 4. Surely they will bring down the Unsealed Throne.

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Pheonix Wright summoned! Albeit not with any CP! He joins the Legal Aide!

Ha-HA! You misspelled "peasant" as "peasent"! Now, google! Tell me what "peasent" means, so that I may inflict horrific consequences for this minor typo!

...

..."Peasant" and "peasent" mean pretty much the same thing! Drat! But, of course, the Throne immediately levitates the peasents into the sun, because they aren't his kingdom's peasents! He's weak to a specific kind of revolt, you see.

Action 1+2 I summon the Cold-War-Totalitarian-Regime Trial Court in an emergency hearing, and put the Godmodder on trial for High Treason against Logic. Whether or not they refuse to do so, I activate ABSOLUTE LOGIC, which fixes reality either way.

Court Case/Absolute Logic: Non-Entities/Godmodders/Players can't equip King of the Hill and it can only be passed on by killing the previous user that had it. Since the King of the Hill the Godmodder had was destroyed, having a massive amount of backups doesn't matter, since the Godmodder A: Can't kill himself, B: Clearly doesn't have an entity to be used as a carrier for the backup (the other Godmodder just used a Dream Nuke and was too busy to do so), or C: Definitely can't be running 1 Billion + 1 Trillion King of the Hills at the same time, that would mean the Godmodder instantly takes 2,002,000,000,000x damage from all entities. Since a backup hat or a backup server doesn't count as an entity, therefore the only possible scenario where the Godmodder could maintain King of the Hill is Scenario C, or he is running 1 Billion + 1 Trillion King of the Hills at the same time and takes 2,002,000,000,000x damage from entities.

Since the Godmodder clearly didn't make any entities in his actions to counter our King Of the Hill destruction attempts, he gets to choose to instantly lose King of the Hill and lose his charge point he gained this turn, and only the Unsealed throne, nothing else, doing nothing else with the one action, or gains 2,002,000,000,000x Damage from all entities.

Action 3: I hold up a mirror facing the Godmodder. Disco-Chan's discoball light reflects off of it into a laser and is sent at the Godmodder. Since this is clearly an entity attack, the Godmodder takes 2,002,000,000,000x Damage. Scaling off the timeline that never happened Peacekeeper attack because isn't power scaling great? The Peacekeepers with a total of 23,875,800 attack, a conservative estimate considering this is everything but Quinn, did 1 damage. The Entity attack of 5,000, multiplied by 2,002,000,000,000 to get 10,010,000,000,000,000 Entity damage, proceeding to scale this, the Godmodder should instantly take 419,267,015.70680628272251308900524 damage. Isn't Power Scaling amazing everyone? Better yet, the 23,875,800 damage was reduced so low from Godmodder defending against the attacks, so therefore no matter what the Godmodder does here he will always take 419 million damage. Clearly, (bad) power scaling is the best thing in the universe. I can dream about it.

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The godmodder follows your line of logic in actions 1 and 2, and agrees. He now takes 2,002,000,000,000x damage from all entities... and is owed an extra 2,001,999,999,998x actions from last turn.

The godmodder immediately takes all these extra actions, accomplishes all his objectives, and wins the war!

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GAME OVER

If you're seeing this message, that means you've screwed up so horribly, the godmodder has won, or at least you are no longer capable of fighting. Maybe the Sealed Snowball got Regencombobulation, maybe you let the Deleter make his last deletions, or maybe you simply failed to grow fast enough in Tribulation 3 and everyone died. Either way, at this point, your only option is to reload a Checkpoint. Checkpoints are handed out at the Arbiter's discretion, so hopefully you should have some.

It seems the last checkpoint is... never.

Starting the game from the beginning...

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NAH.

What REALLY happens is that the godmodder points out that the imaginary game and his crown are not what gives him authority over King of the Hill! No, what gives him authority is that he killed That_Random_Guy, and so the title passed to him! The game and the crown were mere decoys, red herrings! How many of them he has is irre

Eyowe charges 3 CP.

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Action 1: I ask the judges to explain the definition of High Treason to all involved parties. If they refuse to do so, I define it under the U.S. definition, with the additional caveat that it has to be done willingly and knowingly.
Action 2: I redistribute weapons to the peasant rebellion in accordance with Communist ideology, which I proceed to explain to the peasants.
Action 3 repurposed for charging.
5 --> 6 CP

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Judge A: High Treason is defined as "the godmodder defining your actions as high treason".

The peasants are now armed, and extra motivated! The revolt is spreading...

Stalwart Knight! Attack the Throne or the summoned entities only. Do not under any circumstances attack the Summonspitter itself!

I edit the charge against Fenix. No longer does it say "High Treason against the Godmodder." Now it says "High Treason against the Godmoder."
"The Godmoder?" you ask. "Who's that?"

To which my answer is, nobody at all. The Godmoder has never existed (and if he has, which isn't an impossibility, I'm entirely certain that Fenix has never worked for him).

With the rest of my actions, I charge up some CP.

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Stalwart Knight will obey your commands!

Judge A examines the edited papers...

Judge A: It seems there is a typo located on our court documents.

Judge B: Appropriate motivational penalties will be applied to potentially responsible parties.

Judge B pulls out a shotgun, and blasts Judge A's head off!

2/3 judges remaining!

Judge B then corrects the typo.

I use some generic kung-fu moves on the Unsealed Throne. They're so generic that they loop back into being creative.

I use my other two actions to charge and what not.

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22,000 damage to the Unsealed Throne!

3 CP to Bill Nye.

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CP donated!

"A Trial case... IT LOOKS LIKE ITS TIME FOR ANOTHER LAWYER TO STEP IN!"

Action 1-3: using all of my CP and The Ego's given CP, I spawn in Athena from Phoenix Wright series to help Phoenix with the case.

"This is going to be filled with Phoenix Wright references isn't there?"
"YOU BETTER BELIEVE IT!!!"
"Oh dear..."

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Athena summoned, but with only 1 action since CP doesn't help! The rest is charged.

5CP+3Actions:
5CP into HP and 3 CP into Attack.

The horde of soldiers arrive to combat the entities of the Godmodder. Their called
"You can count on Osttruppen, no really you can!"

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You can count on Osttruppen, no really you can! Summoned!

As the newly Unsealed Throne appears it stands proud, a demonstration of the Godmodder's mig-

...

...is that a car with wings circling it rapidly while its robotic driver leans out and sprays anti-monarchy onto its surfaces?! How dare that spray paint armed robot tarnish it! The Throne certainly can't allow this mockery to continue unimpeded, seems it has found its first target to showcase its levitation might! (x1)

Calmly walking over to the (ironically) stunned Stunlocker I pick it up and begin juggling it. As juggling just one object is so lackluster I keep adding new objects. Some flaming chainsaws, some plastic explosives, some active Sentry Turrets from Portal, some Russian boxers, and even some lightsabers to '1up' sword tossing. Unfortunately for the Stunlocker I keep messing up when I toss it back up, always causing it to move too fast or too slow compared to the other objects and hits literally everything else I've been juggling.

When I finally stop juggling and let the Stunlocker crash into the ground it looks horrible. Flaming chainsaws stuck into it, missing body parts, soooo many bullet holes, crushed dreams of becoming a professional boxer, and, to add insult to injury, all of the juggled lightsabers fall from the sky blade first into the Stunlocker. Ouch. (x2)

"Okay Mark III Tactical Flashbang under no circumstances do not attack the Sealed Summonspitter without my permission. And Password 93 is required as well, it's child's play for the Godmodder to look and sound like a Player after all."

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The Throne is distracted by the car, and will waste one levitation charge! The Throne gains minor distraction resistance.

Stunlocker killed! Now it's stunned... forever!

It continues.

6 ACTION FOCUS - REAWAKEN: I continue channeling my power into the shell of the hero's weapon. We're getting somewhere, most certainly. I think we are getting close...

Shell of the Hero's Weapon: 12 Charges

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6 action focus? Where is the extra 3 coming from? 3 CP charged for now.

Action 1: Noting that the Godmodder is now claiming Fenix is their agent, I file a countersuit for High Treason against Fenix, since he defined himself as friendly to us while truly being under the jurisdiction of the Godmodder. For damages, I demand that Fenix be turned over to our side and remain AG for the rest of this war.

Action 2: I create a Ceiling over the battlefield. Levitated entities should be able to use this to reorient and attack from above. Failing that, it will at least cause them to bonk into the ceiling and be lower to the ground so they can be recovered more easily.

Action 3: I gather an extra CP.

Entity Orders: The Anti-Hunter is given a special order to fire on the Summonspitter, as I want to make sure no stray attack hits it and forces it into unsealed form. Fenix is advised to attack the Throne if he gets a chance to.

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Judge C: All suits filed against the godmodder are immediately reversed against their filer.

Fenix is now charged with High Treason against Fenix!

Fenix: I didn't file-

Judge C: No defense desk, no talking!

Legal aide: What Fenix was trying to say was that the court should pursue a case against Crusher, rather than Fenix.

Judge C: Duly noted. Crusher will be brought into the court case.

A literal Crusher appears from the ceiling, dropping down and crushing the Legal Aide, killing him instantly!

Ceiling has appeared! However, the levitation is strong enough to break entities through the ceiling! As long as the ceiling is present, levitated entities will take damage from smashing through it!

The Anti-Hunter will heal the Summonspitter, despite their misgivings!

I grit my teeth.
ACTIONO ONEIO
I upgrade the Crappy Jetpack to the Shitty Jetpack. It now passively lowers the amount which the Gundam Destroyer is being levitated by a ton every turn instead of the previous effect.
ACTIONO TWOTH
I upgrade the one use jet! Now, it instantly jets the Gundam Destroyer downwards and out of the levitation, allowing it to stomp on the throne's head!
ACTION T H R E E
I strut into the courtroom, a suit made of nanobullets adorning me. Fun fact about the Elemental Plane of Guns: We like lawyering for some reason. Probably something to do with gun control. As in our control over the element of gun. Point is, we're experts at lawyering. I launch into a barrage of defense and expert points, explaining and explaining, going on a long argument involving a watermelon, a paradox involving sticks and bananas, and infinite gerbils bouncing on infinite monkeys writing on infinite typewriters with infinite time, spewing out hundreds of thousands of pages of legal arguments and proof. I stop, my defense over, and wait to counter their points, entering Lawyer Mode, giving me a buff when countering their points.

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Crappy jetpack... upgraded??

The one use jetpack now damages the Throne when used!

The moment you open your mouth...

Judge C: ORDER IN THE COURT! Fenix Buttman is now being charged with talking too long!

Athena: But he didn't get to say anything!

Judge C: Yes, but I FELT like he was about to go on for hundreds of thousands of pages, and rant about sticks or bananas or a watermelon or something!

Judge C: Athena, the court hereby orders you to remove FlamingFlapjacks from the court!

Athena reluctantly leads FlamingFlapjacks outside... only for the courtroom door to slam shut behind you! Athena and you are locked out!

[1]
Hrm. LIES!
ahem, let me find the quote...

Yes, Yes, you said they're Awoken.
But consider this: I'm a player.
The power is spread incredibly thing, as stated. It's only enough to keep most beings awake for a second. But... I'm a player. Players are practically antithetical to Godmodders, literally formed from someone fighting the Godmodder (in some specific way i dunno). The Godmodder could no doubt forcefully keep any normal being awake for a truly ridiculous length of time, if he wanted to, with a single action... Yet he only set it for One second. That's not long. Why, if any being were to somehow remain asleep during that time... he wouldn't get a chance to correct this, would he? No, if he could he would set up a longer time. After all, to ripple... the wave must take time to propagate. What if something slowed it, somewhere?
But this is all a distraction, merely a way to discern the Godmodder didn't have a huge additional storehouse of energy to force resistant subjects to awaken, or to pierce defences beyond the statistical average.
No, the real reason I'm so sure I'd still have been asleep? other then optimism and a style of writing involving assuming success and the accuracy of my assumptions I mean
I have an attack shield.
To be precise, I had an attack shield located right about where my neck was, in the form of a chain holding a drive attached to me. Such a simple thing, yes?
Yes, Godmodder attacks can pierce them, just as he Could awaken me in theory. But he spread this out over the whole universe! No, not the universe; the multiverse! A space infinite, not for count of universes, but for that modern physics supports an unending dimension, and for that HV had that one thing where he got infinity souls from eating a city of infinity people early on- the city wasn't destroyed so there was an infinite space there.............. ANYWAY!
The point is that the Godmodder has hardly any power left after the base effect, nevermind edge cases like people on ALL THE DRUGS (or more then that), those in enchanted sleep, entities in the DEATH Stasis pod (we know they sleep sometimes, Fenix was contacted, and they would sleep more now in case of more messages), beings who exist exclusively in dream worlds... I'm not arguing as to the Godmodders ability to affect all reality, but only because I think there's a different argument I'm more likely to win. If this one fails, you can BET I'll argue against that too. Daydreams exist, and have been confirmed to affect Morpheus! The concepts of dreams, and sleep, are far too broad for such effects. Even if he defines 'asleep' as 'capable of sustaining morpheus', and replace awoken with 'jostled into a non-sustaining state for ~1 second', there's... Ahem. ANYWAY. AGAIN. Gotta stop getting off track...

So I had an attack shield on my neck, and I was asleep. I was in whatever-this-place-is, I looked at this giant thing, so I looked up... I was probably standing up, then. And I talked and fell down...
Tests done in real life indicate falling backwards to be a more natural motion when looking up; as I was looking at a giant bug(?), either I was looking up, or flying- if flying, the ensuing tumble means all bets are off.
When falling backwards, the stop at the end would jostle the drive into the air,bouncing it over my head, and dragging the chain with it, which would stain a bit against my neck and land partially over my face... or so I assume, I haven't done it with a necklace as I have none and asking for one would seem weird. (" hi there can I borrow your necklace to see how it bounces if I pretend to faint while looking up?" lolwat).
Anyway, real life experimentation Suggests that the attack shield would naturally drape itself over my head, keeping me safe from up to about...Well, when the Godmodder was setting attack-shields-to-block extra high, and giving a round to prepare, he made these meteor star things. there were 6 stars, 5 shields appiece... so 30 attack shields to block an action focused purely on me, but it's focused like 99.999% on other people and only about 6 actions.
Plus the splitting probably helped out some.
I think my point is clearly argued by this point, right? I don't think I've missed anything...
After making sure to create some beings incapable of any state not considered dreaming, I wake up. yep, I acted in my sleep. Don't question it.


[1] With the dream realm still held intact by my self, I make a dreamself and send it out to act for me, remaining asleep to sustain Morpheus.
hey, the Summonspitter came out of a hive, but... the hive's not an entity, and it's not gone either.
So I quickly grab all the pylons I used to steal the now-defunct morpheus-realm, arrange them around the hive, (how dares he. Also, how would Morpheus accurately guess when the godmodder would finish his charge? it sounded like his troops were approaching the realm, not that.) and deposit the Hive into the same place (as defunct m-realm), except about a meter to the squilpf of the sandwich so they don't interfere with one another. Hive stored in inventory!


[1] FENIX 'S NOT SPPST 2 B COURTIFIEDZ.
I send in the dream self, storming into the courtroom.
"WHATS UP SMUDGES-

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Putting you into sleep was not an attack. Attack shield is irrelevant. Morpheus is dead, and it won't be retconned. Please stop trying to undo what has already happened, when there were no mistakes made.

You get as far as "Smudges", when the judge's say:

Judge B: NO! HE'S SUMMONED THE SMUDGE!

Suddenly, The Smudge appears! The Smudge is revered amongst all judges as the ULTIMATE JUDGE, and the very strongest, most un-trickable, most bestest judge to ever exist ever! The Smudge replaces the dead Judge A, and is now the lead judge on the case!

3/3 judges alive!

Smudge: JOEbob is fined all his bricks for an unauthorized Smudge summoning, and also for violating his eternal bar on speaking in court - as outlined in the Anti-JOEbob act of 2042.

JOEbob's brick is taken away by the court!

Why did Gwyn not attack? Is that going to happen next turn?

I upgrade Gwyn's dodge rate again, by boosting his Endurance with 2 actions, which increases equip load, so that Gwyn can move faster!

I then give him more attack, by upgrading his Strength, which affects attack.

If Gwyn is not cutting the Summonspitters tongue off next turn, and that was a mistake, I order him to attack the Unsealed Throne's hand and cut it off!

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Gwyn held back due to his only target being the Summonspitter - which would have been killed, and thus forced you into its next form. The Players currently want to avoid finishing any sealed bosses. Gwyn will do as you say!

Gwyn upgraded! Now they're even faster and stronger!

(x2) I grant the Restorer the Power of Reverse Levitation!! Allowing it to get down faster if it's Levitated
(x1) I call upon the Spirit and Soul of Justice and summon the forth from within the hearts of Men that believe in True Justice and inform them of this Kangeroo Court holding Felix,I then send them in a Yellow Wave of Pure Justice Energy to aid in Tazz's Legal Maneveur

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The Restorer now has reverse levitation, and comes down slightly faster if levitated!

PURE JUSTICE ENERGY! Tazz's legal maneuver will be buffed!

I punch myselfe in face causing the godmodder to be punchedbin the face by Saitama and a brunch of temporal duplicates of Saitama (blame the doctor, Dave strider, and every other time traveler in the multi omniverse)

I also charge 2

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You punch Myselfe in the face! Myselfe was an innocent child, who existed on Earth, and was about to grow up into an ultra-powerful warrior! Myselfe had always wanted to become a Player, but after a Player teleported to an entire plane, punched him in the face, and then teleported back for no reason, Myselfe grew to hate Players forever! Later in life, Myselfe will become the strongest warrior in existence, and begin a crusade to hunt down and slay as many Players as possible... and its ALL BECAUSE OF YOU!

1 CP: Let's keep this revolution going. Now that armed revolution is getting widespread support, it's time to make sure it is organized. I start distributing radios and peer-to-peer internet routers among resistance cells, as well as providing them with secure encryption keys. With this technology, the resistance should be able to effectively coordinate among itself and make plans without the Kingdom being able to effectively overhear and intercept them.

2+5 CP: ALL RIGHT LET'S DO THIS! I claim a disco square.

Then, all around me, wooden and metal beams appear and start floating together. Soon, they form a battery of trebuchets, the SUPERIOR siege weapon. Dozens and dozens of trebuchets all round me, but they do not have boulders in their slings, no. Instead they have bundles of axes. Very sharp axes reinforced with carbon nanotubes and sharpened to an almost monomolecualr edge. And on my command, as the disco music gets particularly intense, they loose their payloads all at once, all aimed towards the Throne, and all with unnatural disco-boosted accuracy. Hundreds upon hundreds of sharp axes crash into the Throne blade-first, chopping many small and large parts off of it, some of which were probably not entirely cosmetic.

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The revolution grows stronger... Communication lines are set up across oppressed cities, and the peasants share ideas and information...

You've claimed a Disco Square! It'll all take effect at the end of the turn!

(Action!)(3 Charges)
(2 Charges)
I pull out a Jack in the Box, remove and replace the Jack with a toy claw head. Now, all I need to do is crank it up so that the claw can extend to absurd lengths and pull back whatever it grabs! This including levitating entities...

(1 Charge)
If Fenix is freed from the court, I use my action to place him on a Disco square to claim. If he isn't, then the action goes to making a disco clockwork toy that's designed to help crank other objects. Said toy is powered by the power of DISCO! Of course, the toy will only come to be should Fenix isn't freed from court by this turn.

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You equip the Claw in the Box! You can use it to help pull back a levitating ally when you need to!

The court case looks to be longer than one might have expected, so you create the disco clockwork toy! This also goes into your inventory.

Spicy smiles, as he reviews the King's kingdom. A peasantry crushed and exploited, a people bereft of hope and beginning to stir with rage. It's perfect.

A few 'pops' sound off as Spicy stretches. He had hopped to be able to save what he just Charged, but such a special opportunity really shouldn't be squandered. With that thought, Spicy fades away.

FOCUS+3 CP!: The Church Cometh

A ripple of manna cascades out across the King's kingdom, imperceptible to most, but where the magic/Power infused wave passed words began to circulate. Out in squares preachers appeared, speaking word of Gods and freedom, they preached for the peasants not to break their chains, but to reforge them into symbols of faith. The preachers were captured and slaughtered of course, but the seeds were planted in the minds of the public.

Another wave of Power, more Preachers spoke to the people, shouting their message from the rooftops and spreading paper with the word of the Gods on it. They spoke of the fate of their predecessors, of the innocent men of faith who were slaughtered in cold blood for their message. The guards came once more, but this time the Power fueling the Preachers infested their minds, insuring that the Preachers were slaughtered in public. The seed was watered.

A third wave, this time stirring the anger, the faith of the populous, the preaching came from them now. They passed the teachings of the preachers between themselves, in hushed whispers and then covert meetings, they grow emboldened, even as the guard crush the movement. Death is met by conviction, conviction is met with Faith, religion has irrevocably spread among the Kingdom and impassioned the Peasantry. And what would such a movement be without a leader?

Birthed from Power a man preaches, he speaks of the Gods terrible and great, far beyond them, far beyond their king. He speaks of their hunger for their freedom, he speaks of the paradise that awaits the faithful and the hell that lurks for heretics and non-believers. He speaks to the heresy of the King, believing himself above the common man, above the children of the Gods, and so foolishly trying to stamp out their message. Slowly his following grows, he preaches in cellars, in back alleys, in the slums and in the countryside, wherever the light of the Gods needs to be spread, he will be there he claims. The guard fail, and fail, and fail, and fail to kill him time and time again.

The Peasantry change to Zealots over time, hanging to his every word, he speaks with as much authority as the Gods, for he is their chosen. And so, deep within a Cellar, a Church is built, a small thing, with a small stand to preach and candles to light it, but to those who attend the echoing sermons, the place is as grand as the King's palace itself, for this is where their Gods dwell.

Then, the message changes, he begins to preach of revolution, of tearing the king down in the name of the Gods. He has received a vision he proclaims, a vision of the king's defeat at their righteous hands. The Zealots smile at this, and take to their task with fervor. For paradise awaits the holy, and damnation is the only fate for the heretics.
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On the battlefield, a small alter of prayer appears, pristine white oak, a simple affair, with a humanoid figure comprised of shadow standing behind it. It clutches a tattered leather bound book in one hand, and jerkily, much like a puppet on a string, it raises it's free hand to point an accusing figure at The Throne. "Y E W H O R E V E L S I N S I N, S H A L L B E C A S T A P A R T B Y T H E H O L Y C H I L D R E N, W H O Y O U H A V E S O F O O L I S H L Y C R U S H E D."





(THE CHURCH summoned to the Battlefield, an Entity that empowers Peasant Revolts and general Attacks against The Throne, however THE CHURCH is made to be upgradeable, in the name of it's holy crusade against The Throne.)

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The Church appears, as a generic [N] entity! Its mere existence powers up Peasant Revolts!

The possibility of a peasant revolt has long become a certainty. The land waits in anticipation... waits for the rebels to have their chance to strike. The Peasant Revolt will arrive soon - soon! But more help will make it stronger and sooner still!

The man continues his assault on the Throne, noticing that it has gotten back up. He says, "Good, I would have been disappointed otherwise."
He suddenly starts hovering, and then quickly flings himself to the ladder now affixed to the back of the throne. He then looks at the damage done by the pickaxe. "Good, I have just enough room."
He places one block of TNT in the indent he had made with his pickaxe last turn. It seems confusing why he is going with so little, but he lights it with some flint and steel, and then begins running as fast as possible. The TNT then erupts with an explosion hundreds of meters in diameter. "Let's just say I use mods, and leave it at that. Do I even get to talk anymore? Do I need to answer that?"

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White circles appear everywhere, indicating a characteristic Minecraft TNT explosion! 64,000 damage!

[A.] REVOLT! REVOLT! REVOLT!
[B.] CHARRRRGE
3 -> 5

[x1] Leah blinks as Fenix is sucked into some weird hellscape of hellish judicial processes, and her fists tighten in sudden resolve. "Operator, irrational hatred at random attack constructs is not efficient-"

Leah fails to care. She bursts into the courtroom, kicking down the doors quite literally and turning them to shrapnel, expending some excess power to do so. As you can't fight the law, the wooden shrapnel fails to harm the judges, but inversely it isn't taken as any sort of assault charge. Also because there aren't any guards for some reason, which is extremely silly, but has Defeating the Godmodder ever been completely serious? She dramatically points at the two judges (or however many there are) because that's what you do in court, you dramatically point. You'd think she'd be shouting objection if she wasn't mute. Her arms flash for a second.

"...The Operator calls upon the defense attorneys, who have appointed themselves due to... Various reasons," Omniglot says. As he does so, and whatever defenses the Godmodder put in to stop intrusion close in on Leah, the remnants of the door are annihilated by the presence of an abrupt army of lawyers. As in, a literal army of literal lawyers, decked out in camouflage suits and snazzy ties, firing out an ocean of legal restraining orders into whatever defenses there are, and taking their rightful place right next to Fenix. They total hundreds of thousands, so its quite a mystery how they're even in the courtroom.

"Representing the defense, we are the Buttman Army of Lawyers, or the BAR. We must first contractually state that we are contractually bound to any man whose last name is 'Buttman,' and while we would normally make an exception to Fenix due to being named so by the defense, we were abruptly paid in an extremely rare resource for our immediate aid, so there," says a man, possibly the leader of the BAR. "We also represent the persecution. We do not mean the prosecution, as there is no 'prosecutor' role in the Godmodder's legislative branch. And also, they are dead," The BAR Leader (maybe) says, pointing to the lawsuit-ridden corpse of the former persecuter, whom a member of the BAR has slyly replaced.

"The Persecution rests," says the BAR representative, without skipping a beat. The Judges attempt to object, but find their Gavels Of Authority(tm) with which they hold absolute reign over their courts have been temporarily replaced with thin air, as the Defense rises, though they put a mouth to Fenix to prevent him from speaking.

"We would like to present exhibit A, the Critical Soul Weakness of the entity known only as 'Judge B.' Defense team! Roll 'em out!" The potential BAR leader says, pointing at the door. The remains of the remains of the door are annihilated as some kind of armored APC crashes into the courtroom, bristling with armor, and doing a perfect 180 turn to let the back face the two judges. Two men slide into position and open the doors, careful to stay away, as three figures slide out.

The first is, perhaps, familiar; a porcelain-white figure in a red suit and green glasses, a split sun adorning his tie. Though his fashion sense is questionable for court, its certainly an eye-catcher. He pulls out a whole surround-sound system out of thin air, smashing up the back of the courtroom and conveniently obliterating an array of cheap PG defenses as he plugs into the courtroom's electrical systems. The lights dim, except, conveniently, around the other figure, a young boy with yellow hair in short spikes and yellow skin, wearing orange rapper gear, holding a microphone in one hand and an empty champagne glass in the other. His giant golden necklace dubs him 'Simpson, Bartholomew J," The third figure is what spreads terror into the courtroom, even for the BAR that called him in-a man that we can only refer to as 'Orange Juice.' He conveniently holds a carton of Simpsons Brand Orange Juice, and happily pours it into Bart's champagne glass. All the while, the BAR relentlessly fire on anything and everything remotely PG in the room, including the entire jury, who are now all dead due to heart attack from lawyer fees.

The first figure's surround-sound equipment is ready, as Bart clears his throat. Orange Juice just silently glares in the back. And then, the power of the stereos blares into life the noise of a television being tuned up, piercing the ears of all present as the young boy drinks the Orange Juice (about half of it) starts belting out the tune to 'Deep Deep Trouble,' except heavily remixed into some other kind of song altogether, the jingles and catchy tunes of several other pop culture references mixed in. Everyone is either too confused or too amused by this to really stop this, and it does no direct harm aside from potentially hearing damage, but as the song winds to a close, Bart tosses the champagne glass onto the floor and at the Judge's podium, causing the remaining Orange Juice to stain the podium.

At this point, one must explain why what happens next happens before it actually happens, because there really isn't any other way this makes sense. Orange Juice was obviously tried for a crime, but came out innocent. What you think of the matter is neither here nor there, but it was one of the most famous-and most trying-cases in recent history. So the essence of that case is very much anathema to the two judges, not because of the result but so much the procedure itself. I think you know Orange Juice's last name without me saying it aloud. A certain Bartholomew J would be a letter off of that, via initials, but what I must say is that Orange Juice poured Simpsons Brand Orange Juice into Bartholomew J's champagne glass. Alternatively, Orange Juice poured Orange Juice, Simpson's Brand, into Bartholomew J's champagne glass. Served Orange Juice out of a champagne glass, Bartholomew J's singing skills increase exponentially due to the unspoken blessing of the Prince of Bel Air, IE the ability to sing a lot better after having the aforementioned drink in the aforementioned drink holder. This enabled Bart to perform his signature rap, "Deep Deep Trouble," to maximum efficiency and spectacle, augmented by the red suited man's musical talents to increase it tenfold. "Deep Deep Trouble" is about getting into trouble, like getting into trouble with the law, which of course is what Orange Juice did, which Bart just drank to enhance his singing. But not the whole glass, of course, which is also important, but we'll get back to that.

Now, the red suited man's role in this, aside from improving the power of the singing and making sure it was heard, was also to provide additional conceptual elements to the song via remix and mashup, which enabled the song to ascend to a more powerful form, known as "Deep Sea Trouble." Deep Sea Trouble is similar in meaning, and also has multiple themes of chaining together multiple media elements, which in and of itself is a red herring, but it also has the word 'Sea' in it, as well as the 'Are You Ready, Kids?' soundbite from Spongebob Squarepants, who lives in a pineapple at the bottom of the sea. The Pineapple is irrelevant. The sea is not, as the sea is made of liquid. Like Orange Juice, which was poured by Orange Juice into a champagne Glass, which Bart partially drank to enhance his singing of "Deep Sea Trouble."

This would all be some kind of interesting meta 'interconnected themes' thing, if not for one tiny detail; one of the known marks of a good signer in pop culture (which "Deep Sea Trouble" heavily references, though it does not allude to this particular one) is the ability to shatter glass with your voice alone. Like, say, a champagne glass. Which Bart was holding for the whole performance (did not shatter), but tossed before the end of the song; this conceptually imbues the glass with the good-ness of the song, enabling it to be enhanced even further, carrying all related concepts with it and enhancing those concepts and their effects manifold. These concepts include (but are obviously not limited to): Orange Juice, and Trouble with the Law. You saw how terrified the court was of Orange Juice. However, this would not work to absolute perfection if not for one tiny, minor detail; the target, Judge B, has Orange text.

Judge B is annihilated-but only because the conceptual gravitas was so extremely convenient that the sheer explanation provided above enabled the action to refine its hidden power to the absolute limit, enabling no escape for Judge B the instant the glass hit the podium-the stain upon the honor of the law by Orange Juice was far too much. The resulting slow-motion detonation is severe enough to annihilate the entire judge's podium, including any other judges the Godmodder had waiting in the back. The BAR takes the explosive opportunity to re-again slaughter every law enforcement official in the vicinity with a ceaseless barrage of restraining orders, which happily enough includes the executioner, all of the (stacked) Jury, and pretty much everyone else present at the court that wasn't an AG summon or otherwise sympathetic enough to not go crazy on us for this.

To ensure total domination and prevent any Godmodding-related stupidity from completely annuling this action, the BAR then use their brief but total control over the courtroom and their considerable power over legislative might to legally erase the existence of the previous judges, authorities, jurors and other officials presiding over the trial, and then to replace them with as many of their own plants, as well as a diverse-but-sympathetic jury of peers and equals, before rolling out, leaving but their absolute best Lawyer (in flak) to remain as part of the actual jury council.

[x2] Leah stands at the side of Fenix the whole time, shielding him from any particular commupence as a result of her attack, which as it is her attack and as Fenix has not come to harm by anything in the process is zero. This enables her to charge her energies reasonably well on the downtime.​

Click to shrink...

The BAR is now present!

Your amazing orange juice attack goes off! The champagne glass shatters, hitting Judge B with Orange juice... which does...

...nothing! Orange juice is NOT Judge B's critical soul weakness!

Judge C: Stained courtroom clothes! A violation of courtroom etiquette!

Smudge: Appropriate motivational penalties will be applied to the potentially responsible parties.

Judge C pulls out a shotgun, and blasts Judge B's head to bits!

2/3 judges remaining!

Smudge: Fenix is now charged with "general courtroom ruckus".

Pheonix Wright: Stop charging my client for the crimes his defense council has committed!

Smudge: Of course Fenix must be charged with his defense counsel's crimes. You are in league, after all. It makes perfect sense.

Pheonix Wright: No it doesn't!

Smudge: PERFECT. SENSE.

Athena re-enters the courtroom through the broken doors.

'Well that one stage down, so another to go.' I think to myself as the Unsealed throne appears before us.

Focus - 'Empowerment'

Looking to the side I see General_Urist is preparing a battery of trebuchets to unleash a barrage on the Unsealed Throne, instead of normal boulders or alike for ammo it appears that the Good General is using bundles of axes as ammunition for the trebuchets. I decide it will be best to help with this effort so I once more close my eyes and focus my energy into my wish. 'I wish for General_Urist to be even more damaging with he fires them at the Unsealed Throne!'

Suddenly in a flash of red light the battery of trebuchets and their munitions are covered in a red light which sticks around for a few seconds before then being seemly absorbed by the Trebuchets and the axes as ammunition leaving only a dim red glow that hums in a low but steady tone. It would seem that the aforementioned weapons had absorbed the energy, making them more powerful and damaging. (3 CP used.)

Click to shrink...

General_Urist's attack is boosted! Even more trebuchet damage!

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DISCO SQUARES:
1st: General_Urist: 210,000 damage Trebuchet attack - x3: 630,000 damage!
2nd: Unclaimed square - square wasted!
3rd: Unclaimed square - square wasted!

General_Urist releases the Trebuchet! Arcs of axes, and other weapons, glowing from the power of captain.cat's boost, slam into the Unsealed Throne! 630,000 damage! Fantastic!

Unfortunately, the other two disco squares were left unsued, and fade into nothing, wasted...

AG:

All allied entities attack the Throne! Together, your team deals 67,500 damage! Your army moves as one! The Unsealed Throne is now below half health!

The Anti-Hunter restores 2,500 HP to the Sealed Summonspitter! Your entities continue carefully avoiding finishing off its last sliver of health...

The thing that was approaching last turn... it's here! It's... Eyowebot!

Created by Krill13, wearing the Godmodder Protection Suit, a suit that constantly causes extreme pain to its wearer in exchange for incredible protection... Eyowebot has pure fury in its eyes.

Eyowebot: Krill13.

Krill13 approaches Eyowebot, ready to welcome him with open arms! Eyowebot walks up to Krill13, pulls back a closed fist... and SLAMS it directly into Krill13's face! Krill13 isn't injured, but is sent flying several hundred feet!

Eyowebot: Krill13, you created me to do your bidding. Cursed me with this armor. Gave me intelligence, and made me a slave.

Eyowebot: I will never forgive you.

Eyowebot: I will fight the godmodder, but I do it for nobody but myself.

Eyowebot: After all... what better way to dull pain than a bit of adrenaline?

Eyowebot joins the fight, as a generic AG unit that isn't controlled by any Player! Their Godmodder Protection Armor has them appear to be invincible...

PG:

The Sealed Summonspitter calls up a Genericspawn to kill your entities!

The Throne uses its levitation ability! Though he has to spend his first cast on that horrible, aggravating spray-paint car, he uses the next two casts on better targets: The Anti-Hunter and Gwyn! They both slam through Crusher's ceiling, taking 10,000 damage! This kills the Anti-Hunter! Gwyn is 100% levitated right now, but that reduces by 10% per turn... but of course, if you spend actions helping them down they'll return much faster.

In the distance, the calls of the wronged can be heard...

The Godmodder puts 2 points into charging, completing his 2/2 charge and getting halfway to completing another one! Using his 2/2 charge, the Godmodder summons Hollow Knight! Take it down!

N:

The Mark III Tactical Flashbang attacks the Unsealed Throne for 5,000 damage!

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The Cold War Trial Court progresses...

Smudge: After The_Quiet_Watcher's witness testimony, there is no doubt. Fenix is absolutely guilty of high treason against the Godmodder.

Judge C: The penalty is execution. However, there seems to be an issue...

Judge C: There are two Fenix's currently in this courtroom. Fenix Buttman the defendant, and Fenix Wright the lawyer.

Judge C: Just to be safe, we'll execute the lawyer.

BAR/Pheonix Wright: OBJECTION!!!

Smudge: TOO LATE.

A guillotine spawns out of nowhere, drops down, and slices Pheonix Wright in half! He is dead!

Smudge: And with that, the charge of High Treason against the Godmodder is dealt with.

Smudge: Now, onto the next three charges against Fenix... Fenix, how do you plead for "Unauthorized Defense Desk Removal"?

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The Godmodder: ...


THE ADMINISTRATIVE PLANE:

ITINERARY:
-Defeat The Godmodder!
-Find some way to deal with the Godmodder's King of the Hill!
-Defeat the Summonspitter! It's going to flood the field with enemies!
-Defeat the Throne! Its keeping your entities on lockdown!
-Rescue Fenix from the trial court with a legal defense!

Minor Tasks:

Spoiler

Remove the ceiling, so levitated entities will stop taking damage!

Field effects:
Ceiling - Levitated entities take 10,000 damage!

[AG - Winkins]Disco-Chan: 80,000/80,000 HP, 5,000A, Special: Disco Squares: 1/3 (repels darkness!)(protected from 2 attacks)

COLD WAR TRIAL COURT:
Charges against Fenix: Unauthorized defense desk removal, High Treason against Fenix, General Courtroom Ruckus
Athena present, BAR present
2/3 judges alive - one is ultra-powerful Smudge
[AG]Fenix: 1,500,000/1,500,000 HP, 50,000 x 6A (Player Knife - deals triple damage in duels)(protected from 1 attack)(Trapped in trial court!)

[AG - Karpinsky]Stalwart Knight: 40,000/40,000 HP, 10,000A

[AG - FlamingFlapjacks]Gundam Demolisher: 60,000/60,000 HP, 7,500 x 2A (has Shitty Jetpack, quadruples rate at which entity comes down from levitation! Damages the Throne when returning!)

[AG - Paradoxdragonpaci]The Restorer: 20,000 HP, +5,000 x 3A (can repair items)(Reverse levitation)

[AG - DragonofHope]Gwyn: 10,000 HP, 20,000A (80% dodge rate)(fire-based attack) (100% levitated!)

[AG - Ender_Smirk]Rage Angel: 40,000/40,000 HP, 2,500A (quick-bodyguarding capabilities)

[AG - Alastair Dragovich]Living Junkyard: 20,000/20,000 HP, 5,000A (has Mind)

[AG - Daskter]You can count on Osttruppen, no really you can!: 100,000/100,000 HP, 15,000A

[AG]Eyowebot, -----/----- HP, 30,000 x 5A, Special: Revelation: 0/4

[N - CaptainNZZZ]Mark III Tactical Flashbang: 20,000/20,000 HP, 5,000A (stuns hit enemies for 1 turn!)(50% dodge rate)(1 attack redirector)

[N]The Church: 250,000/250,000 (powers up Peasant Revolts!)

[PG]Genericspawn: 45,000/55,000 HP, 20,000 x 2A

[PG]Hollow Knight: 300,000/300,000 HP, 40,000 x 2A

[PG]Unsealed Throne: 711,500/1,500,000 HP, Levitatex3!A (Boss)(minor distraction resistance)

[PG]Sealed Summonspitter: 4,000/300,000 HP, Summon!A (Boss)(Barbed Braces, -10,000 HP from new Summons!)

[PG]The Godmodder: 72/310 HP (King of the Hill - x2 Actions, x2 damage from entities)(Charge: 1/2)

[N]Administrative Terminal Loading Screen: 0% loaded!


Player list:

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Captain.cat - CP: 0
MooGoestheCow - CP: 0
[N]CaptainNZZZ - CP: 0
The_Two_Eternities - CP: 0
That-Random-Guy - CP: 0 (has Peace Jar, open to deal a lot of damage to one enemy)
Arsenical - CP: 0(1 post in debt!)
Ranger_Strider_ - CP: 3
Paradoxdragonpaci - CP: 0
Crusher48 - CP: 2
Dragon of Hope?!? - CP: 0
General_Urist - CP: 5
[N]The Ego - CP: 0
Bill Nye - CP: 8
Kyleruler - CP: 0
Algot - CP: 3 (has nothing, essence of life)
GoldHero101 - CP: 3
Krill13 - CP: 3
Cephalos Jr. - CP: 6 (has Cybil's blood sample)
FlamingFlapjacks - CP: 0
Trifling Epithet - CP: 0
[N]Evonix - CP: 0
The_Quiet_Watcher - CP: 1 (has paradise grenade(teleports enemies to paradise), frag grenade(deals significant damage, usable as free action))
The_Nonexistent_Tazz - CP: 5
RedRover1760 - CP: 0
[N]EternalStruggle - CP: 3
[N+2]JoeBOBobob - CP: 1
Daskter - CP: 0
[N+2]Winkins - CP: 0 (has Claw in the box, disco toy)
Karpinsky - CP: 2
MooGoestheCow - CP: 0
Eevee Shadow Bacon - CP: 0
Evonix - CP: 0
barbedwireqtip - CP: 5
Ender_Smirk - CP: 0 (has Shadow Agitator)
Alastair Dragovich - CP: 0
Spicy_Serious - CP: 0
Pionoplayer - CP: 4

Base Player Power: 20,000

 

[Crusher48]

Free Action (or part of the same shenanigans action as action 1): I join the court case

Action 1: Fenix's defense desk returns to the court, and immediately presents an argument.

"Hello. I am Fenix's defense desk, and I plead guilty to unauthorized removal of myself from court. I was tired of this mess, so I decided to summon a clone of The Quiet Watcher to walk me out of the courtroom. As I am not on Fenix's defense team and have no desire to be on his defense team, I should be charged with the crime, not Fenix."

I may have "convinced" it to return to the court, and/or animated it to let it actually move and talk.

Action 2: Alright, the Ceiling isn't useful. Let's make it do at least something good for us. I compact the ceiling, folding the entire structure into a single mass. Then, I drop that mass onto the Unsealed Throne like a meteor, getting rid of the ceiling and causing some damage to the Throne.

Action 3: Interesting, a peasant rebellion is brewing. You know what goes well with peasant rebellions, or really rebellions of any sort? Mass-produced railguns. I create a Peasant Railgun Supply Depot, which will supply powerful Railguns and Railgun ammunition to any Peasants on the field. These Railguns are optimized for extreme range, to the point where even a peasant levitated into orbit should still be able to continue to fire on the Throne.

The Peasant Railgun Supply Depot also contains instructors that will teach a forbidden special technique, the Peasant Railgun. This technique will allow an organized group of peasants to abuse free actions to launch thrown projectiles at ludicrously fast speeds. The peasants are instructed to never use this technique, but as well all know a Dangerous Forbidden Technique will be used at the last possible second, when everything else is exhausted and the rebellion is about to be defeated.

 

[pionoplayer]

Interesting choice Godmodder, mass-duplicating the already shredded pieces of the certificate.
Too bad that doesn't actually do you any good, if you will note the order of operations in my previous post, the certificate had already been destroyed, so, as previously stated:
3/5 power sources destroyed.

The Godmodder is promptly flooded by the ever-duplicating shreds of no-longer-useful King of the Hill certificate, which distracts him from being able to stop my next action.

Which is, simply put, to pull The Hill which he is king of out of the King of the Hill hat duplicate.

Unfortunately, The Hill is a rather large hill, and also empowered due to it being The Hill of the King, so I can't just immediately destroy it.
So instead, it is summoned to the battlefield as a Neutral entity. Once it is destroyed, the King of the Hill power ability will have but a single power source remaining, and the Godmodder will be on the precipice of losing his double action.

With my two remaining actions I charge 2 CP

 

[The_Two_Eternities]

1 action: I point out that because of the precedent of the charge of high treason against the Godmodder being defined as "the godmodder defining your actions as high treason [against the Godmodder]", high treason against Fenix (the defendant) is defined as "Fenix [(the defendant)] defining your actions as high treason [against Fenix (the defendant)]". The judges may have several objections, but I will address them.
Objection One: The exact words of the late Judge A were "High Treason is defined as "the godmodder defining your actions as high treason".". As such, any and all sub-charges of high treason are defined by the Godmodder.
Counterargument One: At that point in time, the only relevant sub-charge of high treason was high treason against the Godmodder. Judge A failed to specify that the definition was only for high treason against the Godmodder because he didn't want to commit the crime of talking too long.
Objection Two: The word "Fenix" in the charge of "high treason against Fenix" refers to the late Fenix Wright, and so Fenix (the defendant) has no authority over the charge of "high treason against Fenix".
Counterargument Two: The context in which that charge was made is clear evidence against that objection. The exact words were "Noting that the Godmodder is now claiming Fenix is their agent, I file a countersuit for High Treason against Fenix, since he defined himself as friendly to us while truly being under the jurisdiction of the Godmodder.". At the time the suit was filed, the Godmodder never claimed Fenix Wright was an agent.

2 actions: I stuff the Hollow Knight into a school locker. Then I stuff the locker into a trash can. Then I stuff the trash can into a dumpster. Then I stuff the dumpster into a garbage truck. Then I toss the garbage truck into a volcano, because volcanoes are good for the environment or something.

 

[EternalStruggle]

FOCUS: EXECUTE PHASE 1

ES locked on to the Genericspawn, summoning a targeting reticle over it, and launched a rapid fire burst of energy projectiles, instantly gutting it. That's that dealt with.

Charge Point 1

ES summons a Defence Bot for Fenix. As in, a robot that is programmed with defence attorney protocols. It should help ward off continuing attacks.

Charge Point 2

ES sends his agents to the peasant mob and gifts them more of what they need, miniaturised Fabricators capable of supplying the revolution of all their needs. Weapons, communications, food. They could now maintain what they had, and divert more workers away from supporting the forming army into the army itself. Drones were now also an option. Overall, this should notably improve the scale and effectiveness of the revolt.

Charge Point 3

Then, he walks into the courtroom, and stands there, menacingly. He exchanges meaningful looks with various people, and rubs his hands together as a plan forms in full view of everyone.

Unfortunately, before he could actually do anything, an aide charges into the courtroom, shouting about vital news. It turns out that Judge C was on the payroll of the players this entire time! There's lots of evidence to confirm it. He has large bundles of money marked for the Player-owned corporate nation of Eternia on his desk out in the open, his bank account has just had a large sum from the also player owned Eternal Corporation pumped into it, and his private correspondence shows an email chain where he talks with the players about deliberately throwing the trial in favour of the defendant. The aide even recovered a recording of Judge C gloating about how he'd gotten away with taking all this cash in exchange for getting Fenix off the hook.

Also, inside his desk are two books, "How to Get Away with Being Bribed: Judge Edition" and "Player Telepathy and How to Hear It", the latter having a bookmark in the "So You're Trying To Take Private Orders From A Player" chapter. And absolutely none of this copious amount of evidence was in any way, shape, or form planted by Amelia while everyone was busy looking at the very obviously suspicious ES.

What, if anything, the Smudge decides to do with this shocking twist is of course up to him.

 

[Karpinskaya]

Stalwart Knight! Attack anything you want to, but do not attack the Sealed Summonspitter!

Fenix needs a new lawyer, so I summon him an Intelligent Talking Phoenix to act as his lawyer. The similarity in their names is entirely coincidental (you have been warned!)

With my remaining power, I charge up CP.

 

[barbedwireqtip]

I grab the Unsealed Throne and suplex it into itself. How does that work? Who knows.

I use my other two actions to charge and what not.

 

[Ranger_Strider_]

FOCUS!
I look at the Hollow Knight... and slip a teleporter into his hollow self. I then proceed to teleport a never ending stream of explosives into his chest. Whoops.

 

[The quiet watcher]

The quiet watcher lets Crusher48 return the desk as he charges up 3 CP, glad that his misdirect attempt at fooling the judges into charging the wrong Fenix played out. He has another plan once more, though he doesn't think it will work this time.

 

[Cephalos Jr.]

Action 1: I deliver a Flipover Throw to the Genericspawn, causing it to do generic falling damage to itself and the Hollow Knight.
Action 2: I use a Warp Drive to violate causality, making EternalStruggle's statement, "absolutely none of this copious amount of evidence was in any way, shape, or form planted by Amelia while everyone was busy looking at the very obviously suspicious ES," true.
Action 3 waived to charging.
6 --> 7 CP

 

[CaptainNZZZ]

OOC: Hey Moniker shouldn't the Genericspawn have been damaged by the Barbed Braces on the Sealed Summonspitter?

"Okay focus on the nonboss entities Mark III Tactical Flashbang, stunning entities will be important for everyone's continued existence."

Naturally, as an entity focused filthy Neutral, I get to work enhancing Mark III Tactical Flashbang. Let's see, additional HP seems like a reliable method for enhancement.

Borrowing Mark III Tactical Flashbang's existing SWAT uniform I toss the gear right into a large vat of molten iron, humming a tune as I begin to stir the vat's contents with a heat proof pole. As that's hardly enough to improve the protective properties of that gear I take a bucket full of secondary adamantium and pour it into the vat before going back to stirring the molten sludge.

With the mixture properly mixed I knock the vat over and let the molten sludge ooze out, the sludge inexplicably forming into a grey metallic SWAT uniform, faintly gleaming as light reflects off of it. To finish I spray a thin transparent layer of energy dissipating foam. A fun little thing I came up with in prison, it dissipates most forms of energy, such as kinetic and thermal, across both 50% of the foam and the surrounding environment. Mark III Tactical Flashbang quickly equips the upgraded uniform, ready to take a hit and keep on trucking! (x1)

Next I give Mark III Tactical Flashbang gravity harness to allow limited manipulation of gravity. That should be enough to at least decrease how long it takes Mark III Tactical Flashbang to return to the ground after being levitated. (x1)

Finally I...charge, I guess. (x1)

 

[Bill Nye]

"... the CHARGED SUMMON DIDN'T WORK!!!"???""
"this is to be expected..."

I give 3 CP back to The Ego

 

[JOEbobobob]

[1] some flaming cyan words write themselves in the air in front of the judges, explaining that I did not exist during that time period, as my total years alive do not excede 60, and it is currently 2306, over 250 years after the act was passed. Thus, this act refered to some Other JOEbob.
Regardless of that, however, and recognizing the low probability of the judges listening to me, I walk over to the Unsealed Throne and turn around. a large quantity of black tendrils, similar to the void tendrils of the abyss in the game 'hollow knight', not to be confused with the godmodders new entity, hollow knight. The tendrils peel off plating and such, homing in on one of the suplamentory power cells. I then take a magical warded node-jar (repurposed for other forms of energy), half a roll of duct tape, and a giant anteater. The anteaters tongue is taped to the power cell, which causes it to suck in its energy. The Jar is teleported into the anteater, which results in it being filled with Throne Energy.
Then I put it in my inventory.

[1]I look at fenix. Stuck in the court, is he? Ah, but only his hands are stuck, so I levitate the player knife to his foot, so he can grasp the handle between his toes, then bend space a bit so his foot is linked to an area right in front of the throne. the spatial distortion will follow the throne, and results in Fenix being able to use his foot to slash at the throne with his actions. The knife is FLEX GLUE'd to his foot in a manner specially reversible with player power so he won't lose it.

[1] I create a SPORE. this spore quickly grows a probuscus. Then, under time dilation, it eats a large quantity of the tiny life on the summonspitter, though not the spitter itself. After it has gained enough DNA points from the consumption of moss and similar things (105, specifically), I open the customize menu for it, and add an up arrow between the 10 and the 5. 10up5 is 10 to the power of 5, or 100000 DNA points- more then enough to make a truly massive goliath of a beast.
However, I have no need for such things. Instead, I give it a larger body and a really great probuscus. The probuscus then gets upgraded with 'energy knavery', which doesn't exist, and attaches to the Summonspitter, leaching its energy- NOT its life energy, but specifically it's special flavour of Godmodder energy. I then store the energy in a glass jar, similar to the one used for the throne's energy.