actions are priority ordered, each is 1 action spent. this is being noted in case a strong dislike of lemons is not sufficient to avoid spending copious amounts of reality-warping powers to obtain said much-hated lemons.
1) [1] Hah! I still have one or more of Ray's daggers, with 999,999 damage per attack from the shear force of poison! I quickly run over to Pionoplayer (from DLE) and stab him with it! an additional necrotic effect radiates from my hand, going around the dagger and striking his extremities! While the Flavour text involved here is of dubious quality, it's more then 'I stab', so it gives me at least one additional attack damage, killing him!
second) [1]As I take the first step of that run, tendrils of cyan light blossom forth, and quickly fade. unbeknownst to Pionoplayer from DLE, this was accompanied by the creation of a second brain, seperated from my standard one. While the first self attacks piono, the second controls this invisible domain of Player Power to prevent any interventions. with the ability to shift the speed of its perception at the drop of a photon going straight down while starting 0.00001 nanometers from the floor, the second brain brings to bear the full force of its allocated player actions on any interventions or attempts to dodge by Go An Na or piono, as well as if anyone else. waves of bees block the path,the air turns green and stutters, recycling bins appear,and even a physics-defying thief who can pause time and can't die. Walls of light just outside the visible spectrum layer behind these, space twists, the air is made of spikes, all sorts of things really.
third) [1] And as the first step of said run begins to end, there's a sudden pull of gravity,in all directions at once, stopping at the edge of the Player-based domain. With Space-time bent and warped by the gravity, red lightning crackles through the opaque ground of minecraft,twisting its space. a soundless clench of unseen hands flips spacetime on top of the other transformations. and with a pulse, the magnitude of each of the above doubles. With this distortion of spacetime, time for the entire rest of the dimension (Except the temporal guardian, who i would not risk affecting) suddenly slows down, as though in the gravity well of a black hole. because it almost is. Though it pushes nothing, these subtle, infinitesimal, infinitely common changes to all of this land slow it down through gravity and magic, making my attack of Pionoplayer from DLE stand at approximately 1/10923678987868584838287 of a second in length, from everyone but Moniker, Me, Pionoplayer from DLE, and the Guardian's prespective. and in that second, My primary body stabbed piono...
N/A) [0] and grabbed Pionoplayer from DLE's Rapture as Pionoplayer from DLE dies, gaining something rather useful, is the hope
Unrelated, N/A) [0]
"Go An Na, was there not a person known as Pricey12345 at any point? My sources suggest there should have been..."
Oh, I know!
I ask the Temporal Guardian what the closest approximation to the phonetic sounds of pricey12345 in that really old language would translate into.
1) [1] Hah! I still have one or more of Ray's daggers, with 999,999 damage per attack from the shear force of poison! I quickly run over to Pionoplayer (from DLE) and stab him with it! an additional necrotic effect radiates from my hand, going around the dagger and striking his extremities! While the Flavour text involved here is of dubious quality, it's more then 'I stab', so it gives me at least one additional attack damage, killing him!
second) [1]As I take the first step of that run, tendrils of cyan light blossom forth, and quickly fade. unbeknownst to Pionoplayer from DLE, this was accompanied by the creation of a second brain, seperated from my standard one. While the first self attacks piono, the second controls this invisible domain of Player Power to prevent any interventions. with the ability to shift the speed of its perception at the drop of a photon going straight down while starting 0.00001 nanometers from the floor, the second brain brings to bear the full force of its allocated player actions on any interventions or attempts to dodge by Go An Na or piono, as well as if anyone else. waves of bees block the path,the air turns green and stutters, recycling bins appear,and even a physics-defying thief who can pause time and can't die. Walls of light just outside the visible spectrum layer behind these, space twists, the air is made of spikes, all sorts of things really.
third) [1] And as the first step of said run begins to end, there's a sudden pull of gravity,in all directions at once, stopping at the edge of the Player-based domain. With Space-time bent and warped by the gravity, red lightning crackles through the opaque ground of minecraft,twisting its space. a soundless clench of unseen hands flips spacetime on top of the other transformations. and with a pulse, the magnitude of each of the above doubles. With this distortion of spacetime, time for the entire rest of the dimension (Except the temporal guardian, who i would not risk affecting) suddenly slows down, as though in the gravity well of a black hole. because it almost is. Though it pushes nothing, these subtle, infinitesimal, infinitely common changes to all of this land slow it down through gravity and magic, making my attack of Pionoplayer from DLE stand at approximately 1/10923678987868584838287 of a second in length, from everyone but Moniker, Me, Pionoplayer from DLE, and the Guardian's prespective. and in that second, My primary body stabbed piono...
N/A) [0] and grabbed Pionoplayer from DLE's Rapture as Pionoplayer from DLE dies, gaining something rather useful, is the hope
Unrelated, N/A) [0]
Oh, I know!
I ask the Temporal Guardian what the closest approximation to the phonetic sounds of pricey12345 in that really old language would translate into.
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