Defeat The Godmodder

[WHM Sukamia]

I charge 3 cp so that I can upgrade Excalibur even further once I get it back! Muahahaha! Soon it will become the True Excalibur! Hahahahaha!


(Ignore the laughter. It's not important.)

 

[General_Urist]

Right, lets se how well 'reusing the flavor text' works.

3(this turn)+6(stored) CP focus!: Super Sour Surprise!
So the Summonspitter is weak to lemonade? Well than, let's make LEMONADE! And so I do. I purchase a truly staggering quantity of the yellow fruit for orchards across the nation, and I purchase vast quantities of sugar from fair trade plantations. Returning to my lair which I've always had and don't let anyone tell you otherwise, I Squeese the lemons, all the lemons with the help of George the Steamroller, into a gigantic holding tank. I then attach the holding tank to a vacuum pump. By lowering the pressure inside the tank I boil away a lot of the water inside the lemon juice, leaving the residue much more concenrated. In particular this means that the concentration of Citric Acid, the stuff that makes lemon juice sour, is massively increased to the point where the acidity is probably hazardous to the health even of people who are not weak to lemonade. Of course, the other 'lemon' parts of the lemon juice is also increased in potency to a similar degree. One I have my SUPER lemon juice, I pour it into a blender with all that sugar I bought, and mix it together thouroughly to create SUPER lemonade!

Now I need a delivery mechanism. I happen to have an armored personnel carrier with a water cannon on top (it's supposedly a crowd control vehicle...), so I fill up the APC's water tanks with SUPER lemonade and drive it up in front of the Summonspittter. I take aim with the water cannon, and spray. Now you see I overclocked that water cannon a while ago, so even with just inert water the super high pressure stream I'm squirting out would be painfuly to the Summonspitter. But it''s not inert: it's SUPER lemonade, and IT BURNS!. To make matters worse I also squirt some of it down the Summonspitter's pipe/mouth, causing it severe internal trauma!

 

[Arsenical]

Egads! Summoning our own friends? Dirty move, Summonspitter! You've crossed the line!

"Aluminis Chartum!" With an ancient incantation, Arsenical unleashes a hole to a pocket dimension filled with paper shreddings right above the Summonspitter. From within the dimension nearly bursting at the seams from its contents, hundreds of small pieces of paper rip through the air to slice through the boss.

At first the Summonspitter found such a weak attack funny. The players were a fool yet again! Attacking with paper, even when his weakness to lemonade was... Clearly... Wait. Papercuts, and lemonade? Lemonade IN papercuts? As the clear purpose of the attack dawned on the Summonspitter, even Arsenical felt a little guilty. But just a little.

 

[Bill Nye]

"OH BOIZ IS TI-
"NO! NO ENOUGH OF THIS BULL SH**! I AM NOT GOING THROUGH WITH THIS AGAIN!! THIS JOKE HAS GONE TOO OFF COURSE!! EITHER YOU STOP IT RIGHT NOW! OR I WILL STOP IT MYSELF!"
"... ok sorry."
"Much better..."

Action 1-3: Once I see the True Summonspitter. I can't help but crack a smile. "So... he has shown his true form. well then... The TRUE battle finally begins."
I then start to go on many puns related to the word, "True". This hurts the True Summonspitter with "very punny" damage.

 

[pionoplayer]

I pull out my briefcase from previously, and set it down on the desk in front of me.

And then charge 3 CP because I'm not doing well today. Hopefully this will be edited into being something more useful before the update hits.

 

[Paradoxdragonpaci]

(3x)I give my Word and my Power to the Peasants,they will not fail to grasp their promised Freedom this day

"Do it"

 

[Krill13]

x3 Action:
Eyowe gives the Summonspitter a cookie.

...except the cookie looks like lemonade, feels like lemonade, tastes like lemonade, heck it even came in a pitcher. But no matter how much you look at it, it's identified as a cookie. This leaves the Summonspitter confused and also angry that this mishap has occurred, blaming it on the taste testers. Thus it aims to become a taste tester itself to make sure this never happens ever again.

After a long, grueling time in taste-testing school, it finally got its degree as a professional taste tester. The first thing the Summonspitter does with its degree is to get a job at a local cookie factory to make sure no lemonade gets classified as a cookie anymore. It gets hired immediately on the spot, and it's ready to bust some cookie-masquerading lemonades.

...except reality is much crueler than expected. Instead of being handed lemonades to taste-test, it is instead handed cookies shaped like Sans Undertale doing Fortnite dances. Not only does the Summonspitter have to forcefully eat such cookies, it is also made fun of because of a...certain kink implication by its fellow taste testers who just so happen to be mislabeling lemonades as cookies, and the Summonspitter can do nothing to stop them.

The Sans-shaped cookies taste mediocre btw.

 

[Crusher48]

Focused Action: I accidentally call the True Summonspitter the True Summonsplitter. This results in its next summon being sawed in half violently.

 

[Algot]

I C'thun using a gun that is powerd by The Sun while I run

 

[Captain.Cat]

'Well hopefully the Throne will drop dead from the damage it is taking continuously.' I think to myself as I wonder what to assist with, damaging C'thun or damaging the True Summonspitter.

'Hmm, Probably taking out the True Summonspitter first is best as it will keep summoning more of these bastards the longer it lives.' Looking to the side I see that The_Nonexistent_Tazz is throwing a giant container of Lemonade strapped with C4 at the True Summonspitter. I decide to assist with this by adding my power to the attack.

'I wish for the Lemonade bomb to be empowered so it will cause more damage!' Suddenly in a flash of red light the giant container of Lemonade strapped with C4 doubles in size now containing even more lemonade and even more bricks of C4 as it hurls at the True Summonspitter! (3 CP)

 

[Spicy Serious]

Spicy stared at the Summonspitter's new form for a moment, before a grin crosses his face. 'A true blessing from the Dark Masters themselves.'

Action 1 YES THIS IS HOW IT WORKS!

Letting Power run his body Spicy finds himself on top of the Summonspitter...a random but effective method of transportation, letting your body be puppeted by strange Eldritch-esq energies.

Disregarding this Spicy non-chalantly brings into existence a metal pole. It gleams chrome, twice the length of a man and tapers into a jagged harpoon-like point. The power of shenanigans courses through him as he easily plunges the harpoon through the metal shell of the Summonspitter.

Grinning Spicy leaps backwards, thick wire trailing from the chrome spear as he lands back on solid ground, flipping out his convenient Rune-Laptop, he slams the cord into the device, the screen fluttering to life as the connection is established. He cracks his knuckles, Runes flaring to life along his knuckles as he brings them to meet the keyboard.

A progress bar stutters on screen, blocky text declaring that the data copy is in-progress. The screen shakes as Spicy continues his hacking, fists slamming into the keyboard over and over in faster and faster motions. More beating mana and Power through the line and forcibly grabbing data than hacking in truth.

This doesn't seem to stop the man as he only picks up on speed, light-orange electricity phasing across his body and pushing him faster and faster as the progress bar forcibly fills. His goal of copying the data on every single Entity in the Eternity Stasis Machine onto the increasingly held-together-with-just-Power-Laptop the only thing on his mind this Turn.


Actions 2&3 spent Charging!




(Action 1: trying to copy the Entities inside the Rune-Laptop, Action 2&3 charging to 5 CP)

 

[Moniker]

1x I start poking the Player killer to death. This is what you get for being annoying.

2x Charge

I suggest that the Peasants should use the disco square powers.

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The poking process is incredibly slow. It deals 22,000 damage. The Player Killer is extremely annoyed.

FOCUS!
I attempt to seal the old god C'thun using the powers of the Elder Signs. I call upon the new gods to assist me.

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The seal deals 650,000 damage! C'thun manages to throw it off! The new gods can't help, they're dead...

[1] I look at my sleeping form upon the floor,my physical body. Drawing out pink mist from the spatial drive's dreamworld remnants which may or may not not-exist, I form it into an aura, a shield, around the Self. except, not a shield. the mist coalesces into a gem and attaches itself to the necklace of spatial storage. When I'm attacked, a rapidly moving spatial rift will appear and make me appear inside the drive, and then another rift will move the drive into the drive, making it temporarilly impossible to access the drive from the outside.
[1] HAH! The Godmodder was wrong. There are TWO JOEbobs still in existence! My physical body, and the dreamself I've been using for quite some time! I quickly duplicate my minds most important parts- the discourse, argument, technicality detection, and attack-lengthening portions, of course- and leave them behind in the Dreamself before waking up. Then, Me and my dreamself menacingly walk towards the Godmodder and then... oh god, and then... We start TALKING.
"Now, your plan prior to this point could be considered a shade past competent, by comparison to the truthfully pitiful quality of the average plan which has to contend with JOEbobs, but it failed to properly account for the obvious fact that I am JOEbob, and I have a plan. I always have a plan. In this case, the plan involves pointing out the additional arguments within my post which were not, in fact, addressed. First of all, one must take into account the beauty of the tutorial// introduction. Now, given the Godmodder gave up at roughly the one paragraph in (technically, the post starts with several lines, so this is impossible, which is another relevant argument which my associate, dream JOEbob, is currently and simultaneously expounding on at great length.), he did not reach it, but the tutorial//introduction is a masterpiece of self-parody. Since the damage was due purely to length, and not to any sections of actual quality, It behooves me to-
"Post Three, Phase Ten, Section Fifteen, Subsection Five, Iteration four, Codename, cJOEd."
"Tutorial // Introduction"
">For ease of reading, I've decided to implement a color-coded header system. The color of the head-
[The Remainder of the scene has been redacted for comedic value and/or gruesomeness, and/or the limitations imposed by forum guidelines and/or to save time and/or because i don't actually have anything new to add to the tutorial and/or for no reason in particular].
[1] Action three, While the Godmodder is distracted by me and my clone talking at him- or by trying to locate and kill me or my clone after activating the first-actions defense- I reach out with player power and make a mind-control helmet appear in front of the true summonspitter, made of fiberglass. This helmet will utilize the placebo effect and a heavy application of the thaumaturgy and prestidigitation cantrips to convince entities they're mind controlled- illusions making them think they were attacking a [PG] by accident if they intend to attack an [AG] and so on- and bring them to the AG side.
the placebo effect is relevant because there's no actual mind-control components. However, I do have an unrelated spell to affect whoever wears the helmet. or rather, several instances of the same spell. The spell is called 'Suggestion' and this use of it will lead to thousands of intrusive thoughts saying the entity should join the [AG] side. So uh.................. something.

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You get 1 attack shield! That's the intended effect, right? Well, it's the effect you get.

The godmodder immediately submits your absurdly long post to me for additional processing. Action 2 is vetoed!

The godmodder grabs the helmet and crushes it!

[9/24] chaaaaa....

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I poke the True Summonspitter in the eye with a particularly sharp stick.

I then poke a particularly sharp stick in the eye with the True Summonspitter.

I then poke a particularly sharp eye in the True Summonspitter with a stick.

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Ow. 67,000 damage to the True Summonspitter! It recoils in pain...

+3 CP

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1x action: I apply a Healing Rune to myself, healing my injuries

2x action: I inject a player-powered virus into the True Summonspitter. This virus does something simple, elegant, and deadly:
Whenever the True Summonspitter summons an entity, it will relive the entire history of that entity, from the moment it was summoned to the moment it was entered into the Stasis Machine. And the Summonspitter will feel every last ounce of pain that the summoned entity felt.

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You are restored to Slightly injured!

The godmodder dashes over, and helps the Summonspitter by doing surgery to extract the virus! Unfortunately, the surgery does 70,000 damage.

I summon a useless box which only takes action to turn itself on and off.

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Useless box summoned and added to your inventory!

I leave the field through Ender_Smirk's portal.

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You head through the portal, and survey the area!

You can see some run-down defensive fortifications around the portal. If you could set up around the portal and defend it against waves of godmodder minecraft nether enemies for a few turns, you could probably gain whatever benefits a position here could have. If a few more Players join you, it'd be quite possible!

FOCUS

ES jumps in front of C'thun and draws his sword, slashing it down through the empty air before him. Reality contorts and twists, space shearing and twisting, until at last an Aetheric Tunnel is present. This corridor of altered volume ensures that C'thun's attack will hit the True Summonspitter instead of its intended target. How? Well, it's quite simple. As said, space has been twisted, meaning that a fist or stare or sound wave or whatnot flying through that area will end up going out at the end of the Tunnel instead of what one's eyes might perceive as forward, and naturally the end of the Tunnel is right in the face of the Summonspitter.

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C'thun's attack is redirected! C'thun manages to realize what's happening, and tries to restrain themselves, halving their damage this turn!

Before he was a player, Alistair had asthma, fun fact. This meant that there were certain vices he couldn't partake in because they would ruin his health and in part because he had a slight problem with indulgence before his city was nuked. On such vice was smoking. he never got it, and because of his lungs, he really couldn't afford to try it.

But now that he was a Player? And after seeing the Godmodder melt down so spectacularly? He felt it was only appropriate to smoke a huge, fat cigar.

Then he promptly spat it out and stomped on because that shit was NASTY. Yuck! Stupid reality getting in the way of looking cool.

"YOU WERE NEVER COOL!"

Alistair snapped back. "SHUT UP GODMODDER!"

With that out of the way, Alistair stood up. There was one more thing to do before he started his Actions proper. As he walked to towards the Peasant Rebellion, he passed Joebob. Without even looking up, they shared a high five before continuing with their shenanigans.

Alistair cracked his neck. With his first action, he summoned a Boom Box that played music throughout the entire administrative plane. Wioth a flick of a switch, he turned it on and set it to the disco version of the song "Everything is Awesome". With inexplicable shade in his face, he turned towards Disco-chan, lowered them just enough to reveal his eyes, then winked and pointed a finger gun at the boogie master.

"This one's for you," He then turned to the crowd of peasants. "And this one is for you too! After all, you've been denied fun and joy for so long by the Throne! Time to show him what it will be like with that bloated tick gone!"

The peasants roared, their Disco Square Power surging through their veins and onto the entire plane! the True Summonspitter wasn't worried. It could block this attack, no problem-!

And then the crowd of Peasant began to dance OVER it. The True Summonspitter was promptly trod upon by the well coordinated dance moves and footwork of the entire army! it tried to get in the way of all of them, but there were too many! As it drowned in the veritable tidal wave of dancing revolutionaries, the True Summonspitter lamented its lot in life.

The Tyrant of the True Throne, however, was not worried. He was levitating far above those pathetic peasant and peons. No, those railguns were the bigger worry, and it hoped that the SummonSpitter could bodyblock them all.

Except the Peasants had not only danced on top of its bodyguard, but also tied it all up! Now it couldn't move! The True Throne's tyrant began to sweat. Oh no. The railguns would-!

The True Throne's Tyrant began writing his last will and testament, leaving everything to his beloved Throne, which had given him so much over the years. Like power. And more power!

Meanwhile, the Player Killer grumbled, not entirely sure if he liked this new Turn Based mechanics or not. On the one hand, the damage calcs were much higher than before. On the other, Players like Dakster could get away with arbitrarily high numbers of death pokes with little chance of dodging or retaliation.

Then he felt a hand tap him on the shoulder. He raised his eyebrow at the presence of that Player, Alistair, who kept sending him names of new players to gank. And there he was, just acting like there was nothing wrong, despite getting attacked earlier. He was also currently using the Boogie tech tree, even though he was clearly specced for roleplaying! Man, this guy was weird.

Alistair, still disco dancing, jerked out his thumb towards the True Summonspitter. In addition to being tied down, it also had a new, if slightly bloodstained nametag.

'Hello, my name is: JOEbobEverQuest Player'

the Player Killer rolled his eyes. Yeah, sure. Just after this turn resolved and-

The Player Killer blinked as Alistair had grabbed his hand. Instantly he could feel dance buffs flood into him! And... he could move.

Alistair jerked his head again, a smile on his face. "C'mon! Let's gank that noob together!"

The Player Killer wasn't sure. He lived for the rage and pain of others! He wasn't here to do things like 'teamwork' or 'play nice'.

But... if this gave him an extra attack at the new player, he supposed he could take advantage of the generosity.

So together, they did ridiculous dance moves straight out of the 70s and 80s. They did the point and jabbed the True Summonspitter. They did arm rolls and launched shurikens at the True Summonspitter with rapid effectiveness. They looked silly, and danced painful combat circles around the True Summonspitter!

And somewhere along the way, the Player Killer realized something. It's okay to revel in pain and suffering in a game alone. But to do so with friends was even more awesome.

He wondered if there was a guild for other Player Killers out there. Maybe after he was finished with this turn, he would leave to go find out.

And somewhere in the midst of all this?

The peasants, the Player Killer, and Alistair Dragovich trampled the Godmodder's beloved BMW. He stared at the pile of junk in horror, since he had been planning on driving to a bar he just opened in the Administrative plan just to drink away the JOEbobian nightmares he had been having. He saw a note on the remains.

'How does it feel to lose something you care about?

-Alistair Dragovich'

The Godmodder banged his head against the smoldering wreckage to relieve the stress. He couldn't wait to start Reality 2. He really couldn't.

EDIT: Due to the helpful eyes of pionoplayer I am adding a tldr to the end of this post to avoid confusion.

tldr: Alistair starts a Peasant flash mob/rave, teaches the Player Killer the meaning of freindship, and together the group wrecks 1 True Summonspitter and 1 Godmodder owned BMW. The actions, specifically...

Action 1: Start the rave and dance all over the True SummonSpitter.
Action 2: Label the True SummonSpitter as an EverQuest Player and tag team with the Player Killer to stomp True Summonspitter's face in with Disco themed attacks.
Action 3: Wreck the Godmodder's BMW in the process of doing actions 1 and 2 and leave a salty ass note taped to it.

Free Action: Make it clear to the True Throne that he gonna die by symbolically tying down the True Summonspitter by using actual rope.

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The Peasant mob prepares their ULTIMATE DANCE STRIKE...

The Player Killer can't help but be swept up in the action. His dedication to murder and pain seems so small in the eyes of everything else around him... The Player Killer seriously considers something...

The godmodder has 1,000,000,000 backup BMWs, each one bigger than the last, with increasingly offensive license plates and bumper stickers.

It continues. Oh yeah... new mechanic.

EXPEND CHARGES: I can expend charges within Leoano to do stuff. It's like CP, but within Leoano, so it's cooler and stronger. It also doesn't remove any milestones! HURRAY!

6 ACTION FOCUS - FINISH HIM: Grabbing Leoano, I fly right into the throne with it, stabbing it right through the... chest? I guess? Your dead either way.

Leoano (Reawakened): 24-3 Charges

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The True Summonspitter somehow rolls in the way of the attack! Which is fine, since the Throne is going to get killed no matter what this turn anyways! 140,000 damage to the True Summonspitter!

Focus X2: Injured, I focus on a more important objective.

I give Disco-Chan 2 attack shields.

Action 3: Then I give myself an attack shield.

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Attack shields granted!

Seems injured Players are starting to add up, I should probably help rectify that.

Placing my gloved left hand upon Ender_Smirk's shoulder green sparks of energy leap from my hand to Ender_Smirk's form, causing their wounds to close and their bruises to fade. (x1)


A coffee mug in one hand I walk up to my newest entity and wrap my free arm around it. I flash a smile towards its nearest cluster of cameras and sensors before stepping back.

"Glorious Auto-turret I see you're preparing to follow the tradition of many entities and fade into irrelevance. Let me tell you, such a decision should not be taken lightly." An eerie echo appears in my voice as I continue. "You see while your primary task is complete that task was only the first step towards your true target. You killed the summoned Minecraft entities but what summoned those entities? The Summonspitter. And what is the Summonspitter? A boss. You understand what I'm getting at, the next step from taking out the foot soldiers is taking out the commanders. At the very least becoming an [ANTI-BOSS] entity will be worthwhile in terms of getting to fire away without a care in the world. (x1)

I...hmmm...well...surround myself with dozens of arcs of electricity to form a barrier against attacks. When in doubt, intensify forward firepower defenses. (x1)

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Ender_Smirk restored to full!

The Anti-Minecraft autoturret considers their position. Their existence as an "anti" entity granted them considerable power, as their unique method of killing things would never translate to killing anything else but minecraft hordes without being incredibly overpowered. They had always assumed they were a mere bout of temporary assistance, there to help with one phase of one boss fight and then be gone. But then... who says they can't continue to be useful? The Anti-Minecraft turret considers that they're recently heard of a potential attack force that will need help holding a spot in the Nether. Perhaps the turret should join them, instead.

+1 attack shield to yourself!

[A] WHEN LIFE GIVES YOU LEMONS

[x3] Leah may do something more special given time to edit, but no longer shall she wait. She takes lemons, water, and sugar, and mixes them together in acceptable and rational qualities, IE such a quality as to hopefully create Lemonade. She then throws it out as she doesn't know any of that, buys a few gallons of Lemonade from a regular convenience store, attaches C4 to it, and chucks it at the True Summonspitter.

[FREE] She then turns to the Peasents. Omniglot speaks.

"Please, by all means, after your demonstration of your dance moves, we would thank you kindly for your service to us, and thus ask that you preserve yourselves and rebuild your kingdom in the knowledge that the King will soon be dead. We can't do anything else for you-the rest of your future is in your hands," Omniglot says. "We can take it from the destruction of the Throne, and with it, the King."

In other words, Leah is asking the Peasents to scram the minute the Throne's dead and they've shown us their stuff. Its probably for the best, as most of them are just innocents like her tossed into things. But hey, who knows? Maybe they'll come back someday. (Hopefully not.)​

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The Lemonade enhances damage by x2! Captain.cat's power lends even more strength to your attack! The True Summonspitter's immune system builds up resistance - next lemonade attack does x1.9 damage! 250,000 damage!

The Peasants are cheering at the encouragement of you and Alistair! They prepare to DANCE!

I stare at the godmodder for a bit. I point at him. I snicker.
"You lost. You lost to JOEbob."
I break into a fit of uncontrollable giggles at the fact that he lost to JOEbob.

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The godmodder does some breathing exercises.

[-2 CP] The quiet watcher opens multiple dimensional doors to remove the True Summonspitter's Primary heart from its chest intact, as it is the last piece that he needs for his masterpiece.

He checks the list of things needed for the last Bomb after he removed it, charges up one more CP.

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You withdraw the Heart and add it to your inventory! 20,000 damage to the True Summonspitter!

I charge 3 cp so that I can upgrade Excalibur even further once I get it back! Muahahaha! Soon it will become the True Excalibur! Hahahahaha!


(Ignore the laughter. It's not important.)

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Excalibur will return to you... eventually!

Right, lets se how well 'reusing the flavor text' works.

3(this turn)+6(stored) CP focus!: Super Sour Surprise!
So the Summonspitter is weak to lemonade? Well than, let's make LEMONADE! And so I do. I purchase a truly staggering quantity of the yellow fruit for orchards across the nation, and I purchase vast quantities of sugar from fair trade plantations. Returning to my lair which I've always had and don't let anyone tell you otherwise, I Squeese the lemons, all the lemons with the help of George the Steamroller, into a gigantic holding tank. I then attach the holding tank to a vacuum pump. By lowering the pressure inside the tank I boil away a lot of the water inside the lemon juice, leaving the residue much more concenrated. In particular this means that the concentration of Citric Acid, the stuff that makes lemon juice sour, is massively increased to the point where the acidity is probably hazardous to the health even of people who are not weak to lemonade. Of course, the other 'lemon' parts of the lemon juice is also increased in potency to a similar degree. One I have my SUPER lemon juice, I pour it into a blender with all that sugar I bought, and mix it together thouroughly to create SUPER lemonade!

Now I need a delivery mechanism. I happen to have an armored personnel carrier with a water cannon on top (it's supposedly a crowd control vehicle...), so I fill up the APC's water tanks with SUPER lemonade and drive it up in front of the Summonspittter. I take aim with the water cannon, and spray. Now you see I overclocked that water cannon a while ago, so even with just inert water the super high pressure stream I'm squirting out would be painfuly to the Summonspitter. But it''s not inert: it's SUPER lemonade, and IT BURNS!. To make matters worse I also squirt some of it down the Summonspitter's pipe/mouth, causing it severe internal trauma!

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The Lemonade buffs the damage x1.9! Immune system reduces next lemonade attack to x1.8!

380,000 damage to the True Summonspitter! It rears back, horrified at the sheer volume of lemonade! No!

Egads! Summoning our own friends? Dirty move, Summonspitter! You've crossed the line!

"Aluminis Chartum!" With an ancient incantation, Arsenical unleashes a hole to a pocket dimension filled with paper shreddings right above the Summonspitter. From within the dimension nearly bursting at the seams from its contents, hundreds of small pieces of paper rip through the air to slice through the boss.

At first the Summonspitter found such a weak attack funny. The players were a fool yet again! Attacking with paper, even when his weakness to lemonade was... Clearly... Wait. Papercuts, and lemonade? Lemonade IN papercuts? As the clear purpose of the attack dawned on the Summonspitter, even Arsenical felt a little guilty. But just a little.

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Erase the guilt from your mind! These enemies work from the godmodder, and thus they are EVIL! Lemonade buffs by x1.8, immune system reduces next lemonade attack to x1.7!

126,000 damage to the True Summonspitter! It glares... maybe you should get something special summoned your way...

"OH BOIZ IS TI-
"NO! NO ENOUGH OF THIS BULL SH**! I AM NOT GOING THROUGH WITH THIS AGAIN!! THIS JOKE HAS GONE TOO OFF COURSE!! EITHER YOU STOP IT RIGHT NOW! OR I WILL STOP IT MYSELF!"
"... ok sorry."
"Much better..."

Action 1-3: Once I see the True Summonspitter. I can't help but crack a smile. "So... he has shown his true form. well then... The TRUE battle finally begins."
I then start to go on many puns related to the word, "True". This hurts the True Summonspitter with "very punny" damage.

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Ah, yes, this is TRUEly delightful... 65,000 damage!

I pull out my briefcase from previously, and set it down on the desk in front of me.

And then charge 3 CP because I'm not doing well today. Hopefully this will be edited into being something more useful before the update hits.

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(3x)I give my Word and my Power to the Peasants,they will not fail to grasp their promised Freedom this day

"Do it"

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The Peasants pause. They solemnly nod. And then...

x3 Action:
Eyowe gives the Summonspitter a cookie.

...except the cookie looks like lemonade, feels like lemonade, tastes like lemonade, heck it even came in a pitcher. But no matter how much you look at it, it's identified as a cookie. This leaves the Summonspitter confused and also angry that this mishap has occurred, blaming it on the taste testers. Thus it aims to become a taste tester itself to make sure this never happens ever again.

After a long, grueling time in taste-testing school, it finally got its degree as a professional taste tester. The first thing the Summonspitter does with its degree is to get a job at a local cookie factory to make sure no lemonade gets classified as a cookie anymore. It gets hired immediately on the spot, and it's ready to bust some cookie-masquerading lemonades.

...except reality is much crueler than expected. Instead of being handed lemonades to taste-test, it is instead handed cookies shaped like Sans Undertale doing Fortnite dances. Not only does the Summonspitter have to forcefully eat such cookies, it is also made fun of because of a...certain kink implication by its fellow taste testers who just so happen to be mislabeling lemonades as cookies, and the Summonspitter can do nothing to stop them.

The Sans-shaped cookies taste mediocre btw.

Click to shrink...

The Summonspitter quits his job in disgust after the 80th time somebody swapped his water bottle with lemonade! The Summonspitter takes 127,500 damage from the x1.7 damage attack, and the Summonspitter's immune system strengthens, reducing the next lemonade attack to x1.6!

Focused Action: I accidentally call the True Summonspitter the True Summonsplitter. This results in its next summon being sawed in half violently.

Click to shrink...

A saw appears, ready to carry out your will!

I C'thun using a gun that is powerd by The Sun while I run

Click to shrink...

...Uh, 650,000 damage!

'Well hopefully the Throne will drop dead from the damage it is taking continuously.' I think to myself as I wonder what to assist with, damaging C'thun or damaging the True Summonspitter.

'Hmm, Probably taking out the True Summonspitter first is best as it will keep summoning more of these bastards the longer it lives.' Looking to the side I see that The_Nonexistent_Tazz is throwing a giant container of Lemonade strapped with C4 at the True Summonspitter. I decide to assist with this by adding my power to the attack.

'I wish for the Lemonade bomb to be empowered so it will cause more damage!' Suddenly in a flash of red light the giant container of Lemonade strapped with C4 doubles in size now containing even more lemonade and even more bricks of C4 as it hurls at the True Summonspitter! (3 CP)

Click to shrink...

The_Nonexistent_Tazz's attack grows stronger, dealing even more damage!

Spicy stared at the Summonspitter's new form for a moment, before a grin crosses his face. 'A true blessing from the Dark Masters themselves.'

Action 1 YES THIS IS HOW IT WORKS!

Letting Power run his body Spicy finds himself on top of the Summonspitter...a random but effective method of transportation, letting your body be puppeted by strange Eldritch-esq energies.

Disregarding this Spicy non-chalantly brings into existence a metal pole. It gleams chrome, twice the length of a man and tapers into a jagged harpoon-like point. The power of shenanigans courses through him as he easily plunges the harpoon through the metal shell of the Summonspitter.

Grinning Spicy leaps backwards, thick wire trailing from the chrome spear as he lands back on solid ground, flipping out his convenient Rune-Laptop, he slams the cord into the device, the screen fluttering to life as the connection is established. He cracks his knuckles, Runes flaring to life along his knuckles as he brings them to meet the keyboard.

A progress bar stutters on screen, blocky text declaring that the data copy is in-progress. The screen shakes as Spicy continues his hacking, fists slamming into the keyboard over and over in faster and faster motions. More beating mana and Power through the line and forcibly grabbing data than hacking in truth.

This doesn't seem to stop the man as he only picks up on speed, light-orange electricity phasing across his body and pushing him faster and faster as the progress bar forcibly fills. His goal of copying the data on every single Entity in the Eternity Stasis Machine onto the increasingly held-together-with-just-Power-Laptop the only thing on his mind this Turn.


Actions 2&3 spent Charging!




(Action 1: trying to copy the Entities inside the Rune-Laptop, Action 2&3 charging to 5 CP)

Click to shrink...

The True Summonspitter copies everything from the stasis machine once... and then you copy it again... there might have been some data lost in transmission. But you have a laptop loaded up with entity data!

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V:

The Player Killer finds themselves unable to act right this moment...

AG:

Your entities all fire one last railgun shot, then toss their railguns down for extra pain! The True Throne takes a lot of damage, and is reduced to 1 HP! The True Throne is barely holding on through sheer willpower to keep what he has worked so hard for...

PG:

The True Throne concentrates, vaguely aware that this is definitely the end for them...

The godmodder pauses a moment, spying things about to happen.

The True Summonspitter calls forth 2 new friends for itself: The Eeveelutionary Eevee! And! Brutalcore! Crusher's saw activates, cutting Eevee for 100,000 damage!

C'thun holds back, but still hits the True Summonspitter through Eternalstruggle's portal! 100,000 damage! If you could tell how eldritch abominations felt about things, C'thun probably wouldn't be very happy right about now. They use the rest of their energy to hit the Anti-Minecraft auto-turret, removing its attack shield!

N:

Peasant Rebellion dance powers: ACTIVATE!

The Peasants are DONE with the True Throne. Its barely holding on, and the True Summonspitter is tied up and out of the way! The Peasants surrounding the True Throne, and begin doing... is that... the meme fortnite flossing dance!? Okay, who taught them that!?

However horrible it may be, it has the intended effect on the True Throne! The peasants are celebrating their newfound freedom! Some peasants, feeling extra good about their dancing, climb on top of the tied-up True Summonspitter, and begin doing dance solos! All the dancing deals 100,000 damage to the True Summonspitter! The True Summonspitter snarls, and begins wiggling...


Then, the Player Killer notices something. The True Summonspitter, reduced to below 100,000 HP, has a look of pure hatred in its eyes, and has been slowly but surely working away at its ropes. As it finally makes one more successful cut, and the last rope restraining it falls away, its only one swift movement from gobbling the peasants and ruining the defense party.

The True Summonspitter lunges up, mechanical mouth open wide, and the peasants dancing on top are dragged in screaming! For a moment, the festivities pause as the onlooker watch in horror!

But then, embedded in the back of the True Summonspitter, the Player Killer's blade. While watching all the dancing and celebration, the Player Killer had to stop killing Players for a moment. He had to wonder; what is he doing with himself? Is this really the right path? Would he be happier if he just... DIDN'T do this, any more? And he had made his decision. No more Player Killing. The Player Killer is now [AG]!

True Summonspitter slain!

True Throne slain!

As the peasants and Player Killer finish off these bosses, all the other Players finally relax! Save for the Soulrazer, these are absolutely the toughest you've faced so far, and once again you have prevailed!

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With the True Throne gone, the Peasants pack up, taking their Church with them. They profusely thank the Players for their assistance. Without them, this revolution could never have happened. They can't say what's next, but they're going to establish a new system, and new lives for themselves. A portal opens to the kingdom, now abandoned, free, and ready for new lives to be built. The peasants file through, and the Player Killer waves them goodbye.

Fenix and your other entities come back, returning to the field! The Player Killer walks towards them, open arms, ready to join your army.

Then the godmodder flies in and dropkicks the Player Killer into the sun. Player Killer slain!

The Godmodder: Traitors have bad things happen to them.

The Godmodder stares very deliberately at Fenix.

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Cephalos Jr. and Ender_Smirk scout out their current location in the Nether. It looks like if you want to seize the Nether, you'll need to defend a fragile Nether Portal from waves of Minecraft enemies coming to attack it. These were all the enemies the Summonspitter had planned to bring in later on, but couldn't, so they're pretty tough! But if you hold out and eliminate all the enemies, having the Nether could have some serious benefits.

It looks like the Minecraft enemies either haven't noticed you or haven't attacked yet. This turn, you should decide whether you want to go through with this little sidequest thing, or if you have other stuff you'd rather take care of. Players can act in either realm without explicitly moving between them, but they'll be treated as if they're in the HEXAGONAFIELD for the purposes of attacks against them and such.

The Anti-Minecraft turret moves over to the Nether portal, as its first defender!

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The godmodder had invested 5 HP into the survival of each Sealed Boss. Together, that makes 10 HP. He feels immediate regret for going the extravagant route and summoning 2 at once, losing 10 of his valuable hitpoints!

But then, he looks up...

Loading: 99%
Estimated time remaining: 1 minute

The loading bar has jumped forward! The godmodder stands up at his full height, a smile on his face. Next turn, for sure... all this suffering will be absolutely worth it!

OOC: Next turn, there's going to be a storypost and then the next big thing is going to get rolling! Consider this a "respite turn". Take this time to prepare yourselves for what comes next! Oh, and attack the godmodder while distractions are minimal, of course!



THE ADMINISTRATIVE PLANE:

ITINERARY:
-Defeat The Godmodder!

Minor Tasks:

Spoiler

Fortify the Nether for a fight!
Kill Eeveelutionary Eevee before they can use All-Element Burst!

Field effects: None

[AG]Fenix: 1,470,000/1,500,000 HP, 50,000 x 6A (Player Knife - deals triple damage in duels)(protected from 1 attack)

[AG - Winkins]Disco-Chan: 80,000/80,000 HP, 5,000A, Special: Disco Squares: 2/3 (repels darkness!)(protected from 4 attacks)

[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: 60,000 HP, +5,000 x 3A (can repair items)(Reverse levitation)

[AG - DragonofHope]Gwyn: 28,000/28,000 HP, 35,000A (80% dodge rate)(fire-based attack)(+1,000 HP/turn)

[AG - Daskter]You can count on Osttruppen, no really you can!: 100,000/100,000 HP, 25,000A (protected from 1 attack)

[AG - Cephalos Jr.]Red Army Swordsman: 100% intact! Duel!A (-20% intactness per turn in a duel)

[AG - barbedwireqtip]Man with Two Guns and Nothing to Lose: 100,000/100,000 HP, 10,000 x 2A (attack split)

[AG]Eyowebot, -----/----- HP, 30,000 x 5A, Special: Revelation: 2/4

[N - CaptainNZZZ]Mark III Tactical Flashbang: 31,000/31,000 HP, 5,000 x 2A (stuns hit enemies for 1 turn!)(50% dodge rate)(gravity harness)(1 attack redirector)

[PG]C'thun: 3,700,000 HP, 200,000A (deathly touch)(paranoic stare)(takes x10 damage from all sources)

[PG]Eeveelutionary Eevee: 550,000/650,000 HP, 150,000 x 2A, Special: All-Element Burst: 0/3

[PG]Brutalcore: 400,000/400,000 HP, 300,000A

[PG]The Godmodder: 58/310 HP (Repository Charge: 4/10)

[N]Administrative Terminal Loading Screen: 45% loaded!

The Nether:

Spoiler

Nether Portal: 100,000/100,000 HP (if it's destroyed, you lose The Nether!)
Old fortifications: 20,000 HP (defending the Nether Portal)

[ANTI-MINECRAFT]Auto-turret: 30,000/30,000 HP (kills 65 Minecraft enemies each turn!)(leaving next turn unless additional purpose is given)

Player list:

Spoiler

Alastair Dragovich - CP: 1
Algot - CP: 7 (has nothing, essence of life)
Arsenical - CP: 0(1 post in debt!)
barbedwireqtip - CP: 1
Bill Nye - CP: 8
Captain.cat - CP: 0 (protected from 1 attack)
[N]CaptainNZZZ - CP: 2 (protected from 1 attack)
Cephalos Jr. - CP: 1 (has Cybil's blood sample, anti-infantry railgun)
Crusher48 - CP: 0
Daskter - CP: 7
Dragon of Hope?!? - CP: 3
Eevee Shadow Bacon - CP: 12
Ender_Smirk - CP: 0 (has Shadow Agitator)
[N+1]EternalStruggle - CP: 0
[N]Evonix - CP: 0
FlamingFlapjacks - CP: 0
General_Urist - CP: 6
GoldHero101 - CP: 0 (has Leoano, 21 power left)
[N+2]Joebobobob - CP: 1 (has Summonspitter energy, moral hazard)(protected from 1 attack)
Karpinsky - CP: 0 (Slightly Injured)
Krill13 - CP: 10
Kyleruler - CP: 0
MooGoestheCow - CP: 0
Paradoxdragonpaci - CP: 0 (wearing Good Armour)
Pionoplayer - CP: 16
Ranger_Strider_ - CP: 9
RedRover1760 - CP: 1 (Injured)
Spicy_Serious - CP: 5 (has Rune Laptop with entity data)
That-Random-Guy - CP: 15 (has Peace Jar, open to deal a lot of damage to one enemy)(protected from 1 attack)
The_Quiet_Watcher - CP: 6 (has paradise grenade(teleports enemies to paradise), frag grenade(deals significant damage, usable as free action), lemons, Summonspitter heart)
The_Nonexistent_Tazz - CP: 3 (protected from 1 attack)
The_Two_Eternities - CP: 0 (protected from 1 attack)
[N]The Ego - CP: 3
Tithed Verse - CP: 0 (has useless box)
Trifling Epithet - CP: 0
[N+2]Winkins - CP: 0

Player Inventory:
Bonfire(3 uses left)(Spend your entire turn resting here to heal)

Base Player Power: 20,000

 

[EternalStruggle]

ES jumps on the Eeveelutionary Eevee with a spare Judge-model shotgun, patent pending for his own weapons conglomerate, and blasts it to bits, mostly wondering what would come next as he did so.

 

[The Ego]

"You lost to JOE. Literally within seconds of having begged a higher power to save you from JOE, you came crawling to him because JOE talked in blue."
I continue laughing at the Godmodder.
"Breathing exercises? What are you going to do next? Count slowly to 10? Focus on something small? Think of whiskers on kittens?"
I roll around on the floor some more.
"YOU LOST TO JOE!"

 

[Bill Nye]

"Well now. We did it. Now what?"
"... Bill... Now that we have some time. I need to tell you everything."
"But first. I gotta charge."

Action 1-3: Charge 3 CP

"... It's time to reveal the truth..."

... You are not a real person. You were created by a being who goes by "Shadrix". Stupid name I know. I didn't know much about him. The only stuff I know from the guy was what he told me. He also had a pink puffball that was his partner. I think his name was "Kirby"? Anyways, he was one of the smartest people I know. I know all of this because He created me too and told me everything. My actual name is "D.E.T.E.R.M.I.N.A.T.I.O.N". I am an A.I designed to be your Guardian and helper. He named me this because before he started to create us, He went to a world called, "Undertale." Didn't know what he did there, but he came back with a Red Soul. ... I don't want to think where he got that. Anyways, When he put the finishing touches, He added the Red soul into me. That was the reason why you have Determination in you. Shadrix created us for a reason. It was to kill The Godmodder. Shadrix fought him once before, a long time ago. Shadrix actually stood a chance. However, he failed. He was broken, beaten, and ashamed. After his defeat, he went to his lab and had an idea, He thought that he needs someone who is a little stronger than he is to go for the challenge. So he built us to be his successor.
After telling me everything, He said to never reveal Bill's true identity until the time was right. He planted false memories in your head so that you didn't bother coming after him. I was also shut down and never to wake up. The next thing I knew, I woke up to you attacking The Godmodder. Even now, I don't know where Shadrix is. I never heard from him again.


"So... I now hope you understand why I kept this away from you."
"... my god..."
"But hey, we are here now!" let's finish this, Together."
"... yeah, When this is over, We are going after Shadrix."
"You got it!"

 

[Crusher48]

Focused Action: Time to re-charge. I gain 3 CP.

 

[Ender_Smirk]

The Heir looks around himself, and sees his best way to defend the Portal in his inventory. He quickly begins building(Read, world editing together) a cobblestone and iron based bunker for the portal. Everyone knows that for some reason Cobblestone is ridiculously tough in the nether, so this should give everyone some basic cover until we a full invasion can be mounted. He also slightly alters the Anti minecraft turret to only be against Godmodder aligned minecraft creatures to avoid any golems he might make being attacked.

 

[Eevee shadow bacon]

[12/24] halfway there.

 

[That-Random-Guy]

+3cP

 

[JOEbobobob]

[2x] I summon something...
Monikerbots 3.0:
Monikerbot has 5 HP.
Start with like three thousand monikerbots.
Each monikerbot has one attack, affected by any damage boosters the same way any other entity would be.
Each attack the horde does allows it to generate new monikerbots equal to half? the damage it deals.
For example, on the first turn, their attack would deal 3,000 damage, and generate 1,500 new monikerbots. On the second turn if all were still alive, the new 4,500 swarm would deal 4,500 damage and generate 2,250 new monikerbots. In this way, the army shall grow and become strong!
Monikerbots can maybe build things later possibly.
Also, Monikerbots will do what Moniker says as long as Moniker says he'll order them next round during the previous round (so people don't make plans based on being able to order them), because they are monikerbots.
[1] I jump over to the nether and do four things.
One, I put down a command block with a block next to it labled "In case of fire-related emergency, break block". If the block is broken, it activates the command block.
Two, I fly around the Nether portal and shoot Aqua-Infused flames in a scattered pattern around us.
Three, I put a perimeter around the fortifications and such area made entirely of...eh, Gold. the fortification goes 3 blocks into the ground and it also covers the cave ceiling and any shear cliffs. It is easy to jump over for living beings.
Four, I explain what action I just (tried to) preform(ed).
Aqua-Infused flames are designed to wreck havoc on the nether, turning it into a 'winter wonderland'. On any nether-y block, they can spread to/from, and after a while they turn it into snow (netherrack), obsidian (lava), ice (glowstone I think?) or maybe a few other things.
Using them is a mistake if you want any part of your Nether to stay... Nether.
While they only affect the outermost layer, they are nigh-impossible to eradicate. I used them once. Never Again.
You see, Imbued flames are only visible Above a block. They can, however, spread on the side of blocks, and if there's no block below them, they are invisible. When they climb lava-falls, it turns from a single stream into a wide splatter as obsidian appears in the middle of its flow, because they work on flowing lava. Occasionally, the resulting snow disappears for no discernible reason, allowing them to tunnel under physical barriers.
But wait, there's more.
Though I do not know why, after turning off firespread for time and fully encasing the effected area with glass from a fair distance, so as to ensure that I don't miss any- which they cannot infest- and then filling the glass area entirely, destroying every instance of imbued fire (you cannot destroy them with force, you need to put something down in the location its occupying), Then leaving the glass there just in case, I turned firespread back on and went about my business. Some 10-20 minutes later, I looked back.
And there was Imbued fire scattered around the enclosure! for no discernable reason!
The command block will use the only way to make it stop affecting things that I've found, though it'll still be there. It'll turn off firespread.
This should at least distract and alarm the nether enemies, even if it doesn't do damage (depends on what they are. Z.pigmen are more or less unaffected, but blazes take damage from water, which comes from the resulting ice, and so on.

Entity Order: The monikerbots 3.0 attack C'thun.

 

[Ranger_Strider_]

To hell men! Let us goooooo!
I charge through the Nether Portal.
1) I dig a trench around the fortification to prevent mobs from easily attacking the fortress.
2) I create several archers to man the walls. Prepare to fire men!
3) I throw a shield on the autoturret. Fight on autoturret! I shall be with you!

 

[Karpinskaya]

1x action: Heal to full.
2x action: +2 CP

 

[Tithed_Verse]

I summon a meticulous metriculating marble machine that drops magnetic marbles on the field

 

[Algot]

I create some time tables

then I use all my CP to create an entity named Dave who is just a child, but HATES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! godmodders

how does Dave show up? well it is simpel a long time ago he was a normal child, but one day an evil wizard sent him to the adminerastive plane, he has been wandering it ever since, I just created a beacon that he followed to this spot. Realizing the godmodder is trying to take over the world and that taking over the nether will give us an advantage he goes through the portal to defend it. he has high health and low attack but can act twice per turn



By the way, how many actions would it take to create an entity with infinite actions that do nothing


also why does alastair dragovichi like all posts

 

[Daskter]

1x give my ostruppens more shields.

2x charge

Orders

Fireagainst the Eeveelutionary