She/Her
I do 3 years worth of Saitama's workout! Mainly by speeding up time slightly around myself and making a large number of clones that transfer all physical abilities to me.
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The Gifting system has received a major upgrade. Gifts are now Awards!
Defeat The Godmodder
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I create a new Growth Objective: find the Catenative Dice Player Power Cascader.
The Catenative Dice Player Power Cascader is similar to the Catenative Doomsday Dice Cascader but with certain differences. The first difference is that the initial allocation die (or Prime Bubble), rather than a six-sided die, is now a 20-sided die. The second difference is that rather than dealing damage, the Cascader will multiply the current base player power value by the obtained result.
It currently resides inside the Wall with us. All we have to do is find it.
OOC:
Feel free to nerf this as necessary. If it has a high CP cost, I'm willing to pay it; if it only gets one use or otherwise is less powerful than I've put here, that's fine.
I create a new Growth Objective: find the Catenative Dice Player Power Cascader.
The Catenative Dice Player Power Cascader is similar to the Catenative Doomsday Dice Cascader but with certain differences. The first difference is that the initial allocation die (or Prime Bubble), rather than a six-sided die, is now a 20-sided die. The second difference is that rather than dealing damage, the Cascader will multiply the current base player power value by the obtained result.
It currently resides inside the Wall with us. All we have to do is find it.
OOC:
Feel free to nerf this as necessary. If it has a high CP cost, I'm willing to pay it; if it only gets one use or otherwise is less powerful than I've put here, that's fine.
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x3 Action:
Eyowe creates a leveling system for himself. Of course, he made it a bit busted in the OP sense.
Setting his current self with all that 50,000 Player power at level 1, every level up doubles his current stats, and there's no level cap. Leveling up isn't even difficult either.
x4 CP:
Eyowe then spends 1 CP spawning a Metal Slime. He then spends another to find it a friend: the ground. As in he drives the Metal Slime down to the ground, KOing it and getting a lot of xp from it. He also spends 2 more CP just to be sure he got the guy.
Eyowe creates a leveling system for himself. Of course, he made it a bit busted in the OP sense.
Setting his current self with all that 50,000 Player power at level 1, every level up doubles his current stats, and there's no level cap. Leveling up isn't even difficult either.
x4 CP:
Eyowe then spends 1 CP spawning a Metal Slime. He then spends another to find it a friend: the ground. As in he drives the Metal Slime down to the ground, KOing it and getting a lot of xp from it. He also spends 2 more CP just to be sure he got the guy.
The Heir looks around, and sees his computer. "I have an idea. Plan Purple Star? Plan Purple Star."
He then walks over to the computer, and boots up Minecraft. He quickly boots up a survival world, his hoodie turns red, and it begins. He goes through building a house into the side of a mountain the first day, mining downwards to collect iron, coal, and diamonds, along with incidental gold. He creates weapons of higher and higher quantity. He occasionally goes diving in nearby water sources, eventually collecting tridents from the occasional lucky drop out of a drowned. He works through collecting obsidian, making a small farm for food, raiding illager towers, attacking ocean temples, getting to the Nether, and eventually, besting the Ender Dragon. As the fountain appears, he carefully sets up a redstone device, activates it, and nabs the Ender Dragon egg. Because of his time alteration, this all takes less than a nanosecond.
He boots up another world, he plays through it, and collects another egg. He repeats again. Same result. He goes through millions of minecraft worlds, slowly collecting a fortune in Ender Dragon eggs. The thing is, that they are all in the game, right? Wrong, as he then opens his real world inventory full of nested Shulker boxes, and checks the internal loot. Inside, he finds all his Ender Dragon eggs neatly arrayed. He places all his shulker boxes into an odd Cube, and then simply stares at it. "Going to take a bit of a rest before we do this? I think so."
He then walks over to the computer, and boots up Minecraft. He quickly boots up a survival world, his hoodie turns red, and it begins. He goes through building a house into the side of a mountain the first day, mining downwards to collect iron, coal, and diamonds, along with incidental gold. He creates weapons of higher and higher quantity. He occasionally goes diving in nearby water sources, eventually collecting tridents from the occasional lucky drop out of a drowned. He works through collecting obsidian, making a small farm for food, raiding illager towers, attacking ocean temples, getting to the Nether, and eventually, besting the Ender Dragon. As the fountain appears, he carefully sets up a redstone device, activates it, and nabs the Ender Dragon egg. Because of his time alteration, this all takes less than a nanosecond.
He boots up another world, he plays through it, and collects another egg. He repeats again. Same result. He goes through millions of minecraft worlds, slowly collecting a fortune in Ender Dragon eggs. The thing is, that they are all in the game, right? Wrong, as he then opens his real world inventory full of nested Shulker boxes, and checks the internal loot. Inside, he finds all his Ender Dragon eggs neatly arrayed. He places all his shulker boxes into an odd Cube, and then simply stares at it. "Going to take a bit of a rest before we do this? I think so."
1.I invent sidesquests to amuse myself and to gain XP and levels to be stronger.
2.I eat some random pills I found, hope they make me stronger ! (d100 rolled, got 84)
3.I taint my hair to make me ''edgier'' (since we all know the more edgy you are, the more powerful you are)
2.I eat some random pills I found, hope they make me stronger ! (d100 rolled, got 84)
3.I taint my hair to make me ''edgier'' (since we all know the more edgy you are, the more powerful you are)
Actions 1, 2, & 3: The box seems to be... irritated. It's not that it missed. That's totally understandable. It's that it's in a sphere made of hexagons. What happened to the cubes? Does no one appreciate it? Squares are geometric figures too. In its depression, the black box opens up and drops out an equally pathetic figure: the fattest person it can create and still be anatomically correct. The sad man falls to the ground and just kind of lays there in his XXXXXXL grey track suit... And he lays there... and he lays there... Is he- Is he dead? ... No, unfortunately he is still breathing. Maybe it would just be easier to end this now...
The fat man slowly moves one of his chubby arms. Then the other. He begins wiggling his arm under his massive stomach. He gets his doughy hands under his chest and attempts the most physical exertion he has done in the past seven years, eleven months, 23 days, 6 hours, 44 minutes, and 3 seconds: he attempts a push-up. Horrifying flashbacks of high school gym class flash through his head. He can almost swear that he sees Coach [REDACTED THE 3RD] crouching down next to him and yelling at him to "WORK HARDER!!!" Almost out of instinct, he wipes the spit off of his face, only to fall down and roll onto his back. The sad man begins to moan. He hits his flabby head onto the ground of the wall. Fine. He'll do the most athletic thing he's actually accomplished in seven years, eleven months, 23 days, 6 hours, 47 minutes, and 29 seconds: a sit-up. He takes a few deep breaths, completely winded from the failed push-up. He raises his hands over his head and throws them forward, hoping to send his torso up with him. He half succeeds in this endeavor. He gets his body up to about a 45 degree angle. His knees are almost within reach... Just a bit further... No... Just no... The fat man heaves and falls back to the ground. All hope is lost, except, then the most amazing thing occurs. His own body fat acts as a sort of trampoline, sending him bouncing right back up to where he was. With this new momentum and motivation, his arms just barely touch his knees over his immense stomach and he grabs his knees, hauling himself up to a full sitting position. An inhumanly loud sigh escapes from his chest. Take that Coach [REDACTED THE 3RD]. The fat man takes a celebratory nap, somehow managing to stay sitting upright as he does so.
As he wakes up, the man finds the Servitude Robot in front of him. "Hello. Beep boop. I am a servitude robot placed here by the Architects."
The fat man slowly blinks three times. He lifts up one arm and rubs his eyes. "Is it lunch time already?"
Robot: Please tell me if you need any of your earthly needs fulfilled, such as food or water. I will help tend to them.
The man rubs his forehead and yawns. "Yeah, sure. I'd like everything you've got. After this workout, I'm starving."
Robot: I can also answer any questions about what's happening outside. I am here to ensure you are in comfort while waiting for the rest of the Tribulations to complete.
The man drops the hand he was using and scratches his head with the other. "What about that lunch?"
The robot finally seems to turn off its automatic responses. Robot: What would you like to eat?
"Everything."
This response makes no sense to the Robot. It can't just give him all of the food. Then there'd be none left for the rest. Sure, it does have enough food for millenniums just in case the Tribulation goes on for too long, but that's still a finite amount. There's also the fact that this one measly human couldn't possibly eat all of the food. Robot: I will tend to your request. The robot stands there for just a few moments. The fat man drums his fingers on the hexagonal floor tile. Then the Robot practically begins to barf food out of itself. There are sandwiches, pastas, salads, stir fries, french fries, loaves upon loaves of bread. You name it, the Robot has it. However, not all of the food is actually dead. Some earthly animals prefer living food for the thrill of the hunt, so the Robot has plenty stockpiled for such an occasion. Pigs, sheep, entire herds of cattle, insects, deer, all of these animals and more begin prancing around on the enormous pile of food. However, even with all of this food, there's still plenty of room within The Wall. Most of it only takes up about a 25th of the available space. Even with this relative size restriction, there's plenty of food to attempt to hunt for EXP, eat to gain quick levels, build weapons with, and other such nonsense that any player may feel is necessary to help take down The Wall.
Unfortunately, the fat man is not pleased. "How am I supposed to eat all of this stuff off of the floor? It's just... inhumane." The Robot begins to mention that all of the food is perfectly clean and that the floors were just mopped and swept the day before, but the man claps his hand and the black box scoops him up taking him away to the land of... something or other.
(In light of the fact that the writer thinks that the writer is writing much more than the GM reasonably cares about, the writer has decided to add an action summary. And so...)
Action Summary:
Focus: Fat man appears, does useless "exercise", and tricks the Robot into making tons of food, both pre-made and hunt your own. (3 actions spent exclusively on last bit)
The fat man slowly moves one of his chubby arms. Then the other. He begins wiggling his arm under his massive stomach. He gets his doughy hands under his chest and attempts the most physical exertion he has done in the past seven years, eleven months, 23 days, 6 hours, 44 minutes, and 3 seconds: he attempts a push-up. Horrifying flashbacks of high school gym class flash through his head. He can almost swear that he sees Coach [REDACTED THE 3RD] crouching down next to him and yelling at him to "WORK HARDER!!!" Almost out of instinct, he wipes the spit off of his face, only to fall down and roll onto his back. The sad man begins to moan. He hits his flabby head onto the ground of the wall. Fine. He'll do the most athletic thing he's actually accomplished in seven years, eleven months, 23 days, 6 hours, 47 minutes, and 29 seconds: a sit-up. He takes a few deep breaths, completely winded from the failed push-up. He raises his hands over his head and throws them forward, hoping to send his torso up with him. He half succeeds in this endeavor. He gets his body up to about a 45 degree angle. His knees are almost within reach... Just a bit further... No... Just no... The fat man heaves and falls back to the ground. All hope is lost, except, then the most amazing thing occurs. His own body fat acts as a sort of trampoline, sending him bouncing right back up to where he was. With this new momentum and motivation, his arms just barely touch his knees over his immense stomach and he grabs his knees, hauling himself up to a full sitting position. An inhumanly loud sigh escapes from his chest. Take that Coach [REDACTED THE 3RD]. The fat man takes a celebratory nap, somehow managing to stay sitting upright as he does so.
As he wakes up, the man finds the Servitude Robot in front of him. "Hello. Beep boop. I am a servitude robot placed here by the Architects."
The fat man slowly blinks three times. He lifts up one arm and rubs his eyes. "Is it lunch time already?"
Robot: Please tell me if you need any of your earthly needs fulfilled, such as food or water. I will help tend to them.
The man rubs his forehead and yawns. "Yeah, sure. I'd like everything you've got. After this workout, I'm starving."
Robot: I can also answer any questions about what's happening outside. I am here to ensure you are in comfort while waiting for the rest of the Tribulations to complete.
The man drops the hand he was using and scratches his head with the other. "What about that lunch?"
The robot finally seems to turn off its automatic responses. Robot: What would you like to eat?
"Everything."
This response makes no sense to the Robot. It can't just give him all of the food. Then there'd be none left for the rest. Sure, it does have enough food for millenniums just in case the Tribulation goes on for too long, but that's still a finite amount. There's also the fact that this one measly human couldn't possibly eat all of the food. Robot: I will tend to your request. The robot stands there for just a few moments. The fat man drums his fingers on the hexagonal floor tile. Then the Robot practically begins to barf food out of itself. There are sandwiches, pastas, salads, stir fries, french fries, loaves upon loaves of bread. You name it, the Robot has it. However, not all of the food is actually dead. Some earthly animals prefer living food for the thrill of the hunt, so the Robot has plenty stockpiled for such an occasion. Pigs, sheep, entire herds of cattle, insects, deer, all of these animals and more begin prancing around on the enormous pile of food. However, even with all of this food, there's still plenty of room within The Wall. Most of it only takes up about a 25th of the available space. Even with this relative size restriction, there's plenty of food to attempt to hunt for EXP, eat to gain quick levels, build weapons with, and other such nonsense that any player may feel is necessary to help take down The Wall.
Unfortunately, the fat man is not pleased. "How am I supposed to eat all of this stuff off of the floor? It's just... inhumane." The Robot begins to mention that all of the food is perfectly clean and that the floors were just mopped and swept the day before, but the man claps his hand and the black box scoops him up taking him away to the land of... something or other.
(In light of the fact that the writer thinks that the writer is writing much more than the GM reasonably cares about, the writer has decided to add an action summary. And so...)
Action Summary:
Focus: Fat man appears, does useless "exercise", and tricks the Robot into making tons of food, both pre-made and hunt your own. (3 actions spent exclusively on last bit)
Well now, onto a turn of pure power boosting. We have to get vastly more powerful to deal with the foes before us, the only question is of we can reach the necessary level before destruction.
Considering the amount of items I have I might as well continue that trend. While many people may go on some epic quest to recover an ancient artifact, crafting items personally is more of my styles.
Of course, mundane components wouldn't be enough. Collecting the proper ingredients will be be a proper quest by itself. The bones of a dragon, the wings of an angel, the Tazi mana crystals, and the still beating heart of a corrupted titan.
With the artifact finished I christen it the Emerald Star and activate it with a rapid strike of a wrench. Let the light of the Emerald Star reach out and empower all of the Players it illuminates. (x3)
Considering the amount of items I have I might as well continue that trend. While many people may go on some epic quest to recover an ancient artifact, crafting items personally is more of my styles.
Of course, mundane components wouldn't be enough. Collecting the proper ingredients will be be a proper quest by itself. The bones of a dragon, the wings of an angel, the Tazi mana crystals, and the still beating heart of a corrupted titan.
The Tazi mana crystals are by far the easier ingredient to collect, merely hidden in a monster infested labyrinth. By nailing the minotaur with a charm of blood lust the monsters were too busy dying to the Master of the Labyrinth to notice me and my forty miles worth of rope. Even with super speed and a finely tuned mana sensor the labyrinth was truly a proper maze, by the time I finally made it to where the Tazi mana crystals were proudly displayed amongst the bones of adventurers, the minotaur had killed every single monster in the labyrinth. Fortunately, escape was rather easy as the minotaur not only didn't touch my rope but also was hardly immune to seven flashbangs to the face.
Out of respect for the mighty dragon my journey through swampland took me to an ancient dragon burial grounds were I could 'borrow' the mystical bones of a dragon without killing one. As there were no dragons guarding these particular burials the grave robbing was relatively easy, barring the fact I had to regenerate my lower body twice from explosive pit traps and the battle of wills to force the ghost possessing the dragon bones I desired out. The ghost was honestly easier than those accursed traps though, totally didn't curse it with enough bad luck it was basically rolling a one for everything.
After piercing the illusionary veil on some unnamed mountain I found the angelic wings I needed. They were attached to an angel but since when has such things stopped players. Their holy beam spam was annoying but with some sin inducement and a demonic chainsaw the wings were soon parted from their former owner.
Finally there was a heart to break. Finding a corrupted titan was quite challenging, my search yielding absolutely nothing despite decent Player power usage. In frustration I screamed of the cowardly natural of titans who fell to corruption, mere shadows of their true might...and apparently they have really good hearing in the Underworld. My vocal irritation caught the attention of four corrupted titans who wished to encourage me to be more respectful to my betters. Hellish winds and flames surged across the barren lands as great hammers of pure magic were brought down upon me.
Such mighty blows descended to crush me into a bloody smear only to to returned to sender as I opened up portals to intercept the hammers. One titan fell as the magically sped up hammer medalist smashed itself into the titan's head, another decided to abandon the battle as I proved myself capable, and the rest took their own hammers in stride. Their next strikes were far too cautious, granting me the time to fly between the massive pillars of hellfire to dive down one titan's throat, expanding to the size of a titan once I reached their stomach.
The final titan tried their best at survival yet despite their Magic Dispels and demon army summoning they only delayed me. Channeling holy energy their demon army went up like matches and giant railguns transmuted from the earth soon removed their limbs and head.
Rushing back with my four ingredients in tow I scrambled to craft the artifact before the titan's heart ceased its beat. Hammer in one hand and a hand aglow with magic I shape small sphere of obsidian to act as the base. I place the heart in its center, magic circles surrounding it to maintain its beating and mystically link the other ingredients to it. The wings were placed on the exterior where they glow with a new light, a green light. Carving out portions of the obsidian structure the dragon bones are distributed evenly within the obsidian and finally the Tazi mana crystals fuse themselves with the corrupted titan's heart.
The dragon bones represent power unattainable by mortals, mystical energy perfect for enhancing others.
The Tazi mana crystals provide the energy to power the device, enhancing the potency of the artifact and each component.
The angel wings cast the effect beyond the pyramid's interior out to Players, blanketing others in light while and controlling who it empowers.
Finally, the corrupted titan's heart provide the necessary adaptability. Once part of a being made of numerous conflicting energies, the heart channels each component and harmonizes with them all to avoid internal stress within the artifact.
Out of respect for the mighty dragon my journey through swampland took me to an ancient dragon burial grounds were I could 'borrow' the mystical bones of a dragon without killing one. As there were no dragons guarding these particular burials the grave robbing was relatively easy, barring the fact I had to regenerate my lower body twice from explosive pit traps and the battle of wills to force the ghost possessing the dragon bones I desired out. The ghost was honestly easier than those accursed traps though, totally didn't curse it with enough bad luck it was basically rolling a one for everything.
After piercing the illusionary veil on some unnamed mountain I found the angelic wings I needed. They were attached to an angel but since when has such things stopped players. Their holy beam spam was annoying but with some sin inducement and a demonic chainsaw the wings were soon parted from their former owner.
Finally there was a heart to break. Finding a corrupted titan was quite challenging, my search yielding absolutely nothing despite decent Player power usage. In frustration I screamed of the cowardly natural of titans who fell to corruption, mere shadows of their true might...and apparently they have really good hearing in the Underworld. My vocal irritation caught the attention of four corrupted titans who wished to encourage me to be more respectful to my betters. Hellish winds and flames surged across the barren lands as great hammers of pure magic were brought down upon me.
Such mighty blows descended to crush me into a bloody smear only to to returned to sender as I opened up portals to intercept the hammers. One titan fell as the magically sped up hammer medalist smashed itself into the titan's head, another decided to abandon the battle as I proved myself capable, and the rest took their own hammers in stride. Their next strikes were far too cautious, granting me the time to fly between the massive pillars of hellfire to dive down one titan's throat, expanding to the size of a titan once I reached their stomach.
The final titan tried their best at survival yet despite their Magic Dispels and demon army summoning they only delayed me. Channeling holy energy their demon army went up like matches and giant railguns transmuted from the earth soon removed their limbs and head.
Rushing back with my four ingredients in tow I scrambled to craft the artifact before the titan's heart ceased its beat. Hammer in one hand and a hand aglow with magic I shape small sphere of obsidian to act as the base. I place the heart in its center, magic circles surrounding it to maintain its beating and mystically link the other ingredients to it. The wings were placed on the exterior where they glow with a new light, a green light. Carving out portions of the obsidian structure the dragon bones are distributed evenly within the obsidian and finally the Tazi mana crystals fuse themselves with the corrupted titan's heart.
The dragon bones represent power unattainable by mortals, mystical energy perfect for enhancing others.
The Tazi mana crystals provide the energy to power the device, enhancing the potency of the artifact and each component.
The angel wings cast the effect beyond the pyramid's interior out to Players, blanketing others in light while and controlling who it empowers.
Finally, the corrupted titan's heart provide the necessary adaptability. Once part of a being made of numerous conflicting energies, the heart channels each component and harmonizes with them all to avoid internal stress within the artifact.
With the artifact finished I christen it the Emerald Star and activate it with a rapid strike of a wrench. Let the light of the Emerald Star reach out and empower all of the Players it illuminates. (x3)
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Paradoxdragonpaci
Schrödinger’s Dragon
(x3))+(Vial of Aspects(12CP))
"I will see what i can do"
I call upon my Greater Self,having needs of it's very very large power,it responds after looking through my memories.and sends a fraction of its power through,it arrives to us using me at the focal point.
I call upon 5 motes of the 5 Colours of Mana and bring them closer and closer until they Merge in one scintillating gleam,granting all of us MtG style Powers which effectively is some EXP
I call upon the 12 Aspects within the Vial i have been keeping all this time,and the vial explodes as the Aspects,the Building Block of Universes surrounds everyone of us,before they suddenly come together to form a micro-universe right before our eyes which splits and fuse again into 32 Shards of a Rainbow Sun which is absorbed by each of us.Each containing a bit of Freedom,Bonds,Creativity,Destruction,Growth,Certainty,Optimism,Realism,Personality,Soul Energy,Knowledge and Secrets
I call upon the 9 Spheres of Existence,though Entropy has been divided into Death and Fate to form the 10 Arcana. I call upon Correspondence,The element of connection between apparently different things.I call upon Fate,Chance and Destiny,I call upon Death,the end of all things,I call upon Forces,the Energy that can never be destroyed,I call upon Life,that which separates us from Base Matter.I call upon Matter,the nature of objects and Transmutation.I call upon Mind,Consciousness Refined.i call upon Prime,the Metamagic,Spirit the Incarnations of Concepts and Time,that which Ticks onward
"I will see what i can do"
I call upon my Greater Self,having needs of it's very very large power,it responds after looking through my memories.and sends a fraction of its power through,it arrives to us using me at the focal point.
I call upon 5 motes of the 5 Colours of Mana and bring them closer and closer until they Merge in one scintillating gleam,granting all of us MtG style Powers which effectively is some EXP
I call upon the 12 Aspects within the Vial i have been keeping all this time,and the vial explodes as the Aspects,the Building Block of Universes surrounds everyone of us,before they suddenly come together to form a micro-universe right before our eyes which splits and fuse again into 32 Shards of a Rainbow Sun which is absorbed by each of us.Each containing a bit of Freedom,Bonds,Creativity,Destruction,Growth,Certainty,Optimism,Realism,Personality,Soul Energy,Knowledge and Secrets
I call upon the 9 Spheres of Existence,though Entropy has been divided into Death and Fate to form the 10 Arcana. I call upon Correspondence,The element of connection between apparently different things.I call upon Fate,Chance and Destiny,I call upon Death,the end of all things,I call upon Forces,the Energy that can never be destroyed,I call upon Life,that which separates us from Base Matter.I call upon Matter,the nature of objects and Transmutation.I call upon Mind,Consciousness Refined.i call upon Prime,the Metamagic,Spirit the Incarnations of Concepts and Time,that which Ticks onward
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The Ego
more lines, more angles
[1] I create a STAND ARROW to provide people with STANDS, as part of the first portion of my plan. As many players may use the STAND ARROW as is required.
[2] I create a REQUIEM ARROW to upgrade STANDS into REQUIEM STANDS, granting them ludicrously potent and situationally apt abilities upon use. This too is usable by anyone (with a STAND).
[3] Lastly, I infect The Wall with a lack of governmental funding, increasing its minimum Hp by a devastatingly political amount. Don't question how numbers can be political. Just accept that The Wall now needs to take less damage before hitting its minimum and then dying.
[2] I create a REQUIEM ARROW to upgrade STANDS into REQUIEM STANDS, granting them ludicrously potent and situationally apt abilities upon use. This too is usable by anyone (with a STAND).
[3] Lastly, I infect The Wall with a lack of governmental funding, increasing its minimum Hp by a devastatingly political amount. Don't question how numbers can be political. Just accept that The Wall now needs to take less damage before hitting its minimum and then dying.
pionoplayer
The Destroyer
Aw dang, I liked that attack.
Now, there's some powering up to do...
But first there's some personal revelations.
Things you need to know:
Read the latest Apocrypha threadmark (Truth About Players)
Piono was originally an entity, summoned by a player named Sophia. she died in an earlier Player group, and Piono encountered her shadow during the prison break. He was unable to bring her back in any way and had a bit of a BSOD upon returning to only being one-time dead as a result. I don't think anyone noticed but he acted noticeably different after he started doing stuff again.
He also temporarily gained Omniscience in a doomed timeline event (check out the Deleter segment for details) but more relevant to that is that his backstory was delved into there, along with having a fight against his evil past self during the transformation.
Piono sits down crosslegged on the stone hexagonafield ground, and closes his eyes...
In Piono's Mindscape:
The landscape is a lot calmer than the last time we were here, though admittedly that's because Piono was fighting off his past self and initiating sanity-shattering levels of omni-cognizance. Calmer does not mean 'more intact' however. More intact is still the case, though 'totally intact' is not. There are pieces of it missing, holes in the landscape and disassembled memories and dreams lying in pieces, and even that which does remain feels... flimsier somehow. Flat, almost as if a scaled up version of a paper-mache setpiece rather than a landscape in its own right. At the center of the destruction sits... Piono. Head in his hands, staring at his feet.
Piono, or at least, the one who was on the outside before, walks towards the Piono down below. The bottom Piono raises his head but doesn't turn to face the newcomer, merely staring off into the distance. "Why are you here?"
"Because I've always been here."
"Don't use that voice."
"Why not? It was mine before it was yours."
"I'm not going to argue that, it's not important enough to waste time but... please, just to make things easier?"
"Very well, does this suit your tastes?"
"...yeah that's fine."
The sitting Piono turns around and stares at his doppleganger. "... this wasn't something I expected to see again so soon. Or ever."
The standing Piono sighs and waves an arm, its form shimmering and fading away, leaving a glowing spark in the air. It may seem a little generic, but Piono recognizes it immediately, as would any of you were you there in person.
"...I thought Player powers didn't have their own consciousness."
"They don't, normally. Me and you are something of a special case."
"So you're not just some inner shadow of self or some nonsense like that?"
"No, I believe you did that already back in the rollbacked timeline, it would be rather tacky to do it twice. Besides, I'm not an enemy."
"Then why did you hijack my body?"
"You weren't using it, would you rather I had just let you sit there not doing anything until your powers started to degrade and the Godmodder sniped you out of hand?"
Piono falls silent, and while... let's call him Spark, doesn't have a face, Piono still feels the radiating disapproval.
"You are a very disappointing individual honestly. You're so gung-ho about your whole hero schtick but the instant you hit a wall you shut down and give up."
"What's the point? I already lost. The only real thing I ever knew is dead and gone, and everything else has just been... empty."
"You didn't know it at that point."
"And I do now. I've never seen any of the real world except that one portal that opened when we beat the Soulrazer and the shattered pieces of battlefield during my first run against the Godmodder. The only dimensions I've seen are the ones that Sophia took me on sidequests to or ones I visited during this fight. Even that ludicrous grand finale I did before just doomed some unknown but very large portion of the Multiverse to having bits and pieces of them freeze and decay once I'm gone. Imagine that, protectors, friends and family that you've been relying on to help keep you safe and rebuild from the damage just... slowing, stopping. Not even responding. Maybe even making you and everything around you slow to a halt too, who knows."
"You didn't know that and you still shut down."
"Maybe I did, but it doesn't matter anyways! Even if we win here, even if we somehow miraculously beat the Godmodder before he rewrites existence to something even more horrible than what it already is, what then? Every divine figure but the god of Magic and maybe even him are dead, unless you count the floaty GORILLA in charge of heaven. Between the Godmodder obliterating every major civilization in the Void and us player planting seeds of "no-more-ontological inertia" everywhere that's managed to survive... Even if Alice somehow managed to override the mind corruption Godmodding inflicts I don't think there'd be enough left for her to save..."
"So what do you intend to do then?"
"I dunno, lay down and die I guess. Not much heroing to be done in a dead reality."
"Hmph."
Piono stares up at Spark, a glimmer of hatred in his eyes, but mostly dulled by despair and emptiness. "What are you so snide about."
"You still have something left to do."
"What?"
"The job you should've been focusing on this whole time. What you were created for in the first place. Defeating the Godmodder."
Piono looks down and stares listlessly off into the distance again.
The two sit there in silence for a long time, before Piono speaks up again. "Could you... do something for me before I go back out there at least?"
"That depends, there isn't much that you can't do better."
"Tell me a story. Sophia used to tell me stories about Earth, and all the worlds she'd visited before and while she fought the Godmodder. I'd like to hear... one last story before I go."
"Oh?"
"Tell me my story. How did I get here, really? What's real, what's fake. What am I actually fighting to avenge?"
Spark floats, the light flickering and dimming for a moment.
"...Very well. I can do this one last thing for you."
And so he begins.
"I do not know the whole story, this is merely what I can piece together from your memories, my memories, and that we've just recently learned from The Truth About Players. So keep in mind that not everything I speak may be irrefutably true.
You were born as an entity, in very much the same way that other entities are; with your creation and assembly by a player.
You were... somewhat exceptional from the beginning. Sophia was the leader of a large group of players, the first extra large group of players to fight Verraad in fact so already you were placed on uneven ground compared to most entities.
Not only that, but Sophia had been tinkering and working on you from before. Your later pre-summoning memories are actually real, well, real-ish. You really were going through those adventures while Sophia kept in contact from the battlefield and you sent lesser allies her way. Those adventures were just manufactured for you by her powers as you went on them.
I think, that from what you learned from her during your talks in that time and after you were summoned, that she was lonely. She didn't lie to you when she told you her backstory. Orphaned at a young age by the Godmodder's destruction, and then again when another of Verraad's "antics" hurled her from Earth into another dimension at the age of 16. Picking up a few pieces of discarded Player weaponry and armor that came with her she made her way across the Multiverse, dimension hopping for a few ways but never feeling at home until finally she returned to Earth and picked up her position at the head of the latest battle against the Godmodder's evil.
But even that wasn't 'home', not really. All action and interaction between Players while on the battlefield revolves around fighting the Godmodder, true friends are very few and far between. Even without the... unusual makeup of your current group."
"Wait what?"
"Ah, sorry about that. I suppose I'll need to explain that before you go, but I should finish my story first.
Anyways, as I was saying, she was lonely. She'd spent most of her life wandering from home to home, looking for someone she could become close to, to actually bond with. And when even joining a team of warriors whose ability to cooperate and get along was crucial to survival was not enough to forge a bond with anyone, she made you.
What you are was made to fight the Godmodder, who you are was made to be the friend your Player had never had before.
So she worked, and she tinkered, and she modified stats and kept building up charge on the backburner as the war dragged ever further onwards. And finally you were summoned. I don't know exactly how much charge she spent on you but I think the total was definitely somewhere well above 'far too much' because as you remember you and her spent a large portion of your time trying to keep the Godmodder from destroying you instantly with cheap gimmicks until you got smashed with the elemental withering debuff that obliterated your attack power.
But then you stayed. She wanted to send you off to be safe, but you wanted to stay with her. She needed you and you could tell, but you weren't enough and the day the Godmodder finally conquered their group you were sent away by force, catching Sophia's first death right as you were flung through the portal.
You flew through the Void, planning to yourself about how you would go out and find a way to bring her back... until the aftershocks of her death hit you and you, along with everything else she'd ever created most likely, slowed and stopped as if frozen in time. And there you remained, clutching the final box of godly boons in your hands that was the only 'real' thing you had with you from all your fabricated years of existence.
This is where your story ends, and mine begins."
"I am something similar to you, while you are an artificial construct made using Player power, I am an artificial construct made up of Player power. Neither of us are truly real. I do not know anything about the Player that created me, the only thing I know is the message and imperatives they left for me when I awoke.
2 goals:
1. Destroy the Godmodder at any cost, provided it doesn't result in the unnecessary destruction of reality.
2. Try not to let the Godmodder take your power.
And one message, which provided all of my direction in life:
'Hi there, I owe you an apology for an awakening of this kind. I'm sure you're already aware of what your purpose is.
You don't know what the Godmodder is, but I think you will soon. You'll figure out what you need to do unless I screwed this up entirely.
Simply put... you're my replacement. I was a Player, one of the warriors against the greatest threat this existence faces.
And now you hold my power.
I'm not cut out for this, this kind of carnage and destruction... all the time... it never stops. It won't ever stop, I think.
But I can't just take my power and leave when others need it to rely on, so I created you.
You are the reality warping prowess I was gifted with, put into its own container. You will carry on the fight in my stead so that I can just...
I dunno right now actually, what I'll do. But whatever I do I can at least do it without the Godmodder breathing down my neck.
Good luck, though I guess that's probably not gonna help any of us anymore.'
And so I activated my flimsy mechanical body. The only thing that kept me going was the very Player energy I was made of, and time and time again the Player group I was with would fall to the Godmodder and I would sneak away to try and find another, less unsuccessful Player group.
I... never really did much useful. I would accumulate charge, throw an uninspired attack at the Godmodder that he wouldn't even dignify with a proper counter, maybe aid another of the eternally doomed player projects.
Until, of course, I ran across you during the weeks of waiting for the next Player group to arrive. You were perfect, a player-constructed body with a pre-existing mind assembled by a Player. Enough for an ascension to Playerhood, all you needed was the power. And I was the power.
I fled my old container and settled into your form, directing you towards Earth once more, filling in memories of your missing years as I went, assembling a chain of events within your mind that would give you the drive and reason to actually stay and fight this time. To stay for yourself, to move forward even when it was difficult.
Every last piece of it, the resistance, the friends you met and stowed away in your inventory... all of it was fabricated I'm afraid. Everything that took place off the Battlefield is resigned to the same frozen oblivion as everything else.
And that is where your story as a Player began, awakening as an angry meteor descending down from the sky towards the Godmodder as he fended of Captain.Cat's attacks, screaming enraged vengeance as loud as you could. From your brief failures at bank fraud to the monstrous Apocalypse Titan you summoned that in turn spelled the demise of the player group you were with when the Charmzard converted it to the Godmodder's team. From your amnesiac revival within the soul orb to unleashing your revenge upon the Charmzard to accidentally summoning the storm the Soulrazer rode in on to your final failure in the Bank of Actions and seeing the truth of where Sophia's story really, truly ended."
"And now I'm here."
"And now we're here."
"Is that it then? A chain of scattered dreams, drifting off into the cold of cosmos behind a man who was never really real in the first place?"
"Only the trail of a warrior forged in fire and power, fueled by creation itself and charged with leading the spearhead that finally pierces the Godmodder's shriveled black heart."
Piono stands and nods.
"Before I go... you said something about our group?"
"Ah, yes, that. Just idle speculation on my part but I suspect that the majority of the players within your group are in a similar circumstance to you."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Haven't you noticed that nobody here except perhaps Cloak and the others seem to... fit? The Godmodder has gotten no Soul Orb kills since the fiasco at the Bank of Actions, and yet not even half of the number who have come to challenge him within your group are here to fight him now. Where are they? They don't have backstories, at least not ones that align with the truth of the reality before, and unlike say Cera and Jamie if they return they return as if falling out of stasis rather than having actually done something while gone. Like entities held in reserve."
"..."
"Of course, I have nothing with which to prove this hypothesis, and we have indeed met a few individuals who do not fall to these same issues... But I believe the same pallor that Player-created things are doomed to fall to is a shadow that lies across you and your acquaintances as well."
"Does that mean anything though?"
"Only that you should make use of these last few battles as best you can."
Piono nods, and looks upwards into the crumbling and fading sky of his mindscape. He doesn't need it, this was never a part of what he truly is and who he was no longer matters. Of all the things to which he could aspire, only one remains.
He will help Defeat the Godmodder, or he will come to rest in the same oblivion that his creator and closest friend now lies under.
And back on the hexagonafield, Piono awakes.
Action 1-3:
Piono starts to charge things but then realizes that IRL Piono has run out of time to type things tonight, so he just takes the power of anxiety, depression, and existential despair, sticks them through an orange juicer, blends them up with liquid super saiyan, and drinks it giving him a massive super charge based on negative emotions and PURE EDGE
Now, there's some powering up to do...
But first there's some personal revelations.
Things you need to know:
Read the latest Apocrypha threadmark (Truth About Players)
Piono was originally an entity, summoned by a player named Sophia. she died in an earlier Player group, and Piono encountered her shadow during the prison break. He was unable to bring her back in any way and had a bit of a BSOD upon returning to only being one-time dead as a result. I don't think anyone noticed but he acted noticeably different after he started doing stuff again.
He also temporarily gained Omniscience in a doomed timeline event (check out the Deleter segment for details) but more relevant to that is that his backstory was delved into there, along with having a fight against his evil past self during the transformation.
Piono sits down crosslegged on the stone hexagonafield ground, and closes his eyes...
In Piono's Mindscape:
The landscape is a lot calmer than the last time we were here, though admittedly that's because Piono was fighting off his past self and initiating sanity-shattering levels of omni-cognizance. Calmer does not mean 'more intact' however. More intact is still the case, though 'totally intact' is not. There are pieces of it missing, holes in the landscape and disassembled memories and dreams lying in pieces, and even that which does remain feels... flimsier somehow. Flat, almost as if a scaled up version of a paper-mache setpiece rather than a landscape in its own right. At the center of the destruction sits... Piono. Head in his hands, staring at his feet.
Piono, or at least, the one who was on the outside before, walks towards the Piono down below. The bottom Piono raises his head but doesn't turn to face the newcomer, merely staring off into the distance. "Why are you here?"
"Because I've always been here."
"Don't use that voice."
"Why not? It was mine before it was yours."
"I'm not going to argue that, it's not important enough to waste time but... please, just to make things easier?"
"Very well, does this suit your tastes?"
"...yeah that's fine."
The sitting Piono turns around and stares at his doppleganger. "... this wasn't something I expected to see again so soon. Or ever."
The standing Piono sighs and waves an arm, its form shimmering and fading away, leaving a glowing spark in the air. It may seem a little generic, but Piono recognizes it immediately, as would any of you were you there in person.
"...I thought Player powers didn't have their own consciousness."
"They don't, normally. Me and you are something of a special case."
"So you're not just some inner shadow of self or some nonsense like that?"
"No, I believe you did that already back in the rollbacked timeline, it would be rather tacky to do it twice. Besides, I'm not an enemy."
"Then why did you hijack my body?"
"You weren't using it, would you rather I had just let you sit there not doing anything until your powers started to degrade and the Godmodder sniped you out of hand?"
Piono falls silent, and while... let's call him Spark, doesn't have a face, Piono still feels the radiating disapproval.
"You are a very disappointing individual honestly. You're so gung-ho about your whole hero schtick but the instant you hit a wall you shut down and give up."
"What's the point? I already lost. The only real thing I ever knew is dead and gone, and everything else has just been... empty."
"You didn't know it at that point."
"And I do now. I've never seen any of the real world except that one portal that opened when we beat the Soulrazer and the shattered pieces of battlefield during my first run against the Godmodder. The only dimensions I've seen are the ones that Sophia took me on sidequests to or ones I visited during this fight. Even that ludicrous grand finale I did before just doomed some unknown but very large portion of the Multiverse to having bits and pieces of them freeze and decay once I'm gone. Imagine that, protectors, friends and family that you've been relying on to help keep you safe and rebuild from the damage just... slowing, stopping. Not even responding. Maybe even making you and everything around you slow to a halt too, who knows."
"You didn't know that and you still shut down."
"Maybe I did, but it doesn't matter anyways! Even if we win here, even if we somehow miraculously beat the Godmodder before he rewrites existence to something even more horrible than what it already is, what then? Every divine figure but the god of Magic and maybe even him are dead, unless you count the floaty GORILLA in charge of heaven. Between the Godmodder obliterating every major civilization in the Void and us player planting seeds of "no-more-ontological inertia" everywhere that's managed to survive... Even if Alice somehow managed to override the mind corruption Godmodding inflicts I don't think there'd be enough left for her to save..."
"So what do you intend to do then?"
"I dunno, lay down and die I guess. Not much heroing to be done in a dead reality."
"Hmph."
Piono stares up at Spark, a glimmer of hatred in his eyes, but mostly dulled by despair and emptiness. "What are you so snide about."
"You still have something left to do."
"What?"
"The job you should've been focusing on this whole time. What you were created for in the first place. Defeating the Godmodder."
Piono looks down and stares listlessly off into the distance again.
The two sit there in silence for a long time, before Piono speaks up again. "Could you... do something for me before I go back out there at least?"
"That depends, there isn't much that you can't do better."
"Tell me a story. Sophia used to tell me stories about Earth, and all the worlds she'd visited before and while she fought the Godmodder. I'd like to hear... one last story before I go."
"Oh?"
"Tell me my story. How did I get here, really? What's real, what's fake. What am I actually fighting to avenge?"
Spark floats, the light flickering and dimming for a moment.
"...Very well. I can do this one last thing for you."
And so he begins.
"I do not know the whole story, this is merely what I can piece together from your memories, my memories, and that we've just recently learned from The Truth About Players. So keep in mind that not everything I speak may be irrefutably true.
You were born as an entity, in very much the same way that other entities are; with your creation and assembly by a player.
You were... somewhat exceptional from the beginning. Sophia was the leader of a large group of players, the first extra large group of players to fight Verraad in fact so already you were placed on uneven ground compared to most entities.
Not only that, but Sophia had been tinkering and working on you from before. Your later pre-summoning memories are actually real, well, real-ish. You really were going through those adventures while Sophia kept in contact from the battlefield and you sent lesser allies her way. Those adventures were just manufactured for you by her powers as you went on them.
I think, that from what you learned from her during your talks in that time and after you were summoned, that she was lonely. She didn't lie to you when she told you her backstory. Orphaned at a young age by the Godmodder's destruction, and then again when another of Verraad's "antics" hurled her from Earth into another dimension at the age of 16. Picking up a few pieces of discarded Player weaponry and armor that came with her she made her way across the Multiverse, dimension hopping for a few ways but never feeling at home until finally she returned to Earth and picked up her position at the head of the latest battle against the Godmodder's evil.
But even that wasn't 'home', not really. All action and interaction between Players while on the battlefield revolves around fighting the Godmodder, true friends are very few and far between. Even without the... unusual makeup of your current group."
"Wait what?"
"Ah, sorry about that. I suppose I'll need to explain that before you go, but I should finish my story first.
Anyways, as I was saying, she was lonely. She'd spent most of her life wandering from home to home, looking for someone she could become close to, to actually bond with. And when even joining a team of warriors whose ability to cooperate and get along was crucial to survival was not enough to forge a bond with anyone, she made you.
What you are was made to fight the Godmodder, who you are was made to be the friend your Player had never had before.
So she worked, and she tinkered, and she modified stats and kept building up charge on the backburner as the war dragged ever further onwards. And finally you were summoned. I don't know exactly how much charge she spent on you but I think the total was definitely somewhere well above 'far too much' because as you remember you and her spent a large portion of your time trying to keep the Godmodder from destroying you instantly with cheap gimmicks until you got smashed with the elemental withering debuff that obliterated your attack power.
But then you stayed. She wanted to send you off to be safe, but you wanted to stay with her. She needed you and you could tell, but you weren't enough and the day the Godmodder finally conquered their group you were sent away by force, catching Sophia's first death right as you were flung through the portal.
You flew through the Void, planning to yourself about how you would go out and find a way to bring her back... until the aftershocks of her death hit you and you, along with everything else she'd ever created most likely, slowed and stopped as if frozen in time. And there you remained, clutching the final box of godly boons in your hands that was the only 'real' thing you had with you from all your fabricated years of existence.
This is where your story ends, and mine begins."
"I am something similar to you, while you are an artificial construct made using Player power, I am an artificial construct made up of Player power. Neither of us are truly real. I do not know anything about the Player that created me, the only thing I know is the message and imperatives they left for me when I awoke.
2 goals:
1. Destroy the Godmodder at any cost, provided it doesn't result in the unnecessary destruction of reality.
2. Try not to let the Godmodder take your power.
And one message, which provided all of my direction in life:
'Hi there, I owe you an apology for an awakening of this kind. I'm sure you're already aware of what your purpose is.
You don't know what the Godmodder is, but I think you will soon. You'll figure out what you need to do unless I screwed this up entirely.
Simply put... you're my replacement. I was a Player, one of the warriors against the greatest threat this existence faces.
And now you hold my power.
I'm not cut out for this, this kind of carnage and destruction... all the time... it never stops. It won't ever stop, I think.
But I can't just take my power and leave when others need it to rely on, so I created you.
You are the reality warping prowess I was gifted with, put into its own container. You will carry on the fight in my stead so that I can just...
I dunno right now actually, what I'll do. But whatever I do I can at least do it without the Godmodder breathing down my neck.
Good luck, though I guess that's probably not gonna help any of us anymore.'
And so I activated my flimsy mechanical body. The only thing that kept me going was the very Player energy I was made of, and time and time again the Player group I was with would fall to the Godmodder and I would sneak away to try and find another, less unsuccessful Player group.
I... never really did much useful. I would accumulate charge, throw an uninspired attack at the Godmodder that he wouldn't even dignify with a proper counter, maybe aid another of the eternally doomed player projects.
Until, of course, I ran across you during the weeks of waiting for the next Player group to arrive. You were perfect, a player-constructed body with a pre-existing mind assembled by a Player. Enough for an ascension to Playerhood, all you needed was the power. And I was the power.
I fled my old container and settled into your form, directing you towards Earth once more, filling in memories of your missing years as I went, assembling a chain of events within your mind that would give you the drive and reason to actually stay and fight this time. To stay for yourself, to move forward even when it was difficult.
Every last piece of it, the resistance, the friends you met and stowed away in your inventory... all of it was fabricated I'm afraid. Everything that took place off the Battlefield is resigned to the same frozen oblivion as everything else.
And that is where your story as a Player began, awakening as an angry meteor descending down from the sky towards the Godmodder as he fended of Captain.Cat's attacks, screaming enraged vengeance as loud as you could. From your brief failures at bank fraud to the monstrous Apocalypse Titan you summoned that in turn spelled the demise of the player group you were with when the Charmzard converted it to the Godmodder's team. From your amnesiac revival within the soul orb to unleashing your revenge upon the Charmzard to accidentally summoning the storm the Soulrazer rode in on to your final failure in the Bank of Actions and seeing the truth of where Sophia's story really, truly ended."
"And now I'm here."
"And now we're here."
"Is that it then? A chain of scattered dreams, drifting off into the cold of cosmos behind a man who was never really real in the first place?"
"Only the trail of a warrior forged in fire and power, fueled by creation itself and charged with leading the spearhead that finally pierces the Godmodder's shriveled black heart."
Piono stands and nods.
"Before I go... you said something about our group?"
"Ah, yes, that. Just idle speculation on my part but I suspect that the majority of the players within your group are in a similar circumstance to you."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Haven't you noticed that nobody here except perhaps Cloak and the others seem to... fit? The Godmodder has gotten no Soul Orb kills since the fiasco at the Bank of Actions, and yet not even half of the number who have come to challenge him within your group are here to fight him now. Where are they? They don't have backstories, at least not ones that align with the truth of the reality before, and unlike say Cera and Jamie if they return they return as if falling out of stasis rather than having actually done something while gone. Like entities held in reserve."
"..."
"Of course, I have nothing with which to prove this hypothesis, and we have indeed met a few individuals who do not fall to these same issues... But I believe the same pallor that Player-created things are doomed to fall to is a shadow that lies across you and your acquaintances as well."
"Does that mean anything though?"
"Only that you should make use of these last few battles as best you can."
Piono nods, and looks upwards into the crumbling and fading sky of his mindscape. He doesn't need it, this was never a part of what he truly is and who he was no longer matters. Of all the things to which he could aspire, only one remains.
He will help Defeat the Godmodder, or he will come to rest in the same oblivion that his creator and closest friend now lies under.
And back on the hexagonafield, Piono awakes.
Action 1-3:
Piono starts to charge things but then realizes that IRL Piono has run out of time to type things tonight, so he just takes the power of anxiety, depression, and existential despair, sticks them through an orange juicer, blends them up with liquid super saiyan, and drinks it giving him a massive super charge based on negative emotions and PURE EDGE
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I trot over to the Suppressor C. It looks on me, even though it isn't online.
I then rip out part of its charge module, giving ME the come online charge! The Supressor still has the Come Online charge, but now I have it too! And due to a bug in the programming, it will just give me the health, attack, and other abilities of the Suppressor C to me once it fires off.
With that done, I set up a extremely complicated system involving sticks, bananas, and paradoxes, making it so that when my Come Online charge fires off and gives me the power boost, everyone else gets the buff as well!
And then, I try and hurry up the charge, channeling the power of GUN!
I also ask the others to help me with my Come Online.
I then rip out part of its charge module, giving ME the come online charge! The Supressor still has the Come Online charge, but now I have it too! And due to a bug in the programming, it will just give me the health, attack, and other abilities of the Suppressor C to me once it fires off.
With that done, I set up a extremely complicated system involving sticks, bananas, and paradoxes, making it so that when my Come Online charge fires off and gives me the power boost, everyone else gets the buff as well!
And then, I try and hurry up the charge, channeling the power of GUN!
I also ask the others to help me with my Come Online.
'Of Course Verraad just escapes without us able to do anything about it.' I think to myself bitterly as I look around the enclosure we are in. 'Seems the only thing we can do for right now is try and improve ourselves to point that we can break out ourselves.' I think to myself as I look over the wall.
'Eh It's been a while since I did some physical exercises. Might as well see how well I will do on a obstacle course.' Closing my eyes I focus my energy into a summoning an obstacle course for me to run and hopefully self improve upon. 'I wish for a tough obstacle course for me to train on!' Suddenly in flash of red light a huge Obstacle course appears in front of me, Looking it over I notice the following. 1st thing is a 5 mile Run course set over rough terrain that must be completed in under 20 minutes, 2nd is to climb a 70 foot rockwall and then climb down the other side. 3rd is a 3 mile long swimming pool that I have to swim from one side to the other in under 20 minutes and finally a shorter 2 mile run course over rough terrain that must be completed in under 10 minutes. (3 CP)
Eyeing the Obstacle course I let out a short whistle. 'Well I did ask for tough.' I think to myself before I then start to stretch my arms and legs. After about 2 minutes of stretching I feel like I am limber enough to start and I tap the start bell that was next to me causing the Obstacle course to begin and I take off running with all intentions of completing all parts of the course within their allotted time.
'Eh It's been a while since I did some physical exercises. Might as well see how well I will do on a obstacle course.' Closing my eyes I focus my energy into a summoning an obstacle course for me to run and hopefully self improve upon. 'I wish for a tough obstacle course for me to train on!' Suddenly in flash of red light a huge Obstacle course appears in front of me, Looking it over I notice the following. 1st thing is a 5 mile Run course set over rough terrain that must be completed in under 20 minutes, 2nd is to climb a 70 foot rockwall and then climb down the other side. 3rd is a 3 mile long swimming pool that I have to swim from one side to the other in under 20 minutes and finally a shorter 2 mile run course over rough terrain that must be completed in under 10 minutes. (3 CP)
Eyeing the Obstacle course I let out a short whistle. 'Well I did ask for tough.' I think to myself before I then start to stretch my arms and legs. After about 2 minutes of stretching I feel like I am limber enough to start and I tap the start bell that was next to me causing the Obstacle course to begin and I take off running with all intentions of completing all parts of the course within their allotted time.
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Deep in the jungle of stone, you find it... the FOUNTAIN OF SWOLE! ...It's just a fountain of water... and the TEMPLE OF GAINS! ...It's just a gym...
In any case, now that you have these things, its time to GET BUFF! Make actions using the gym to GET BUFF and raise your Player Power base value!
Great new system! The only trouble is that you got one thing wrong about the Planar Sorcery mod, the only way to gain EXP in it is to clean up a plane-sized mountain of waste. Speaking of - looks like a plane made entirely of garbage got caught up in the sphere! Go clean it up!
You create the ULTIMO DURANA! The really real and truly true ultimate weapon! Sure to reduce whatever it touches to dust, and deal an absolutely obscene amount of damage! It must be used carefully, but if you choose to blunt your strikes, you can use its power in limited amounts rather than all together...
The power flows into you! +20,000 base Player power!
So... it's... (1*.1).01 + 1? And you want to increase the .01? Well... how wrong could it go? You can now increase the mathematical formula by .1 per CP!
This post will be processed when Tribulation 3 is over.
Robot: Sorry, I'm just a robot! But if you have a complaint, feel free to contact the Architects at 555-472-9009!
Robot: Now, in the meantime. A drink?
You begin using the power of the cycle to get stronger! +15,000 base Player power! Now it just needs some stock royalty-free music.
Robot: Sorry, I'm just a robot! But if you have a complaint, feel free to contact the Architects at 555-472-9009!
Robot: Now, in the meantime. A drink?
You increase the multiplier by .25 with sheer will!
Somehow, you don't manage to become One Punch Man. I mean. His training is barely Olympic. It's really not that bad. Really. Assuredly.
You DO gain another +15,000 Player Power worth of physical training!
If you could find that Cascader... it could be seriously useful! But in order to do that, you need to do a lot of searching!
Speaking of. That nearby temple looks a little conspicuous. But it probably has a lot of hidden rooms and traps. Better take care of them.
New Player Leveling system created! Every level up adds a x1 multiplier to your current total! But... leveling up requires killing all kinds of beasties! You've already leveled up once, but there's all sorts of slimes running around this cube! Better kill as many of them as you can!
Ooh... you know have a vast number of Ender Dragon Eggs!
An NPC comes rushing up! They'll give you a gem that multiplies your Player Power by 2 if you bring them back 1,000 bear butts! They also promise a recommendation to the sidequesting guild, which gives even better sidequests!
I roll the d100s! You eat your pills, and roll a 51! You get lucky... this time! You get +10,000 Player Power, generically!
Edgy hair helps too. +5,000 more Edgy Player Power!
There is now an absolutely massive amount of food on the ground! The robot stares at it, looking almost... angry.
Eat the food (and hunt down the moving food) to grow your Base Player Power!
Emerald Star COMPLETE! It serves as an effective x3 multiplier to Player Power! Good thing all those environments were contained within the Sphere, right? The epic tale of CaptainNZZZ's journey will be told by... nobody in particular, since every character in the tale except CaptainNZZZ and the isolated Minotaur died.
Vial of Aspects EXPENDED!
All the various Mana crystals, and motes, and Rainbow Sun shards, and everything else, all come together! Mind, Death, Forces, Fate, Chance, Destiny... and most importantly... TIME.
You've set the ticks in motion. Ticks are a unit of time that defines how often things like... oh... automatic Player Power/multiplier generators activate. Speeding up time gets you more ticks. Normally its one per turn, but - now its FOUR per turn. If you wanted to make some sort of Player Power Idle, or other automatic mechanism to increase Player power, this would be really important!
You create some REQUIEM STANDS! Now then... anyone who uses the Requiem Stand Arrow will surely gain some manner of absurd stand... A stand that has a 10% chance to be of any use at all!
Unfortunately, this Wall is immune to politics. However, if you want, you can run a political campaign around building a Wall around the Wall, to protect you from the Wall.
You are now BUFFER. +20,000 training Base Player Power!
Excellent! That was a nice story. A fine conclusion to the story arc. Now we know all about Sophia, and your own origins.
+25,000 Edginess Base Player power!
"Charge Module"? Well... it's more like a Charge Mainframe. The robots are so large, there's an entire Power Plant dedicated to the Come Online charge. Three of the, actually, a main and two backups. Messing with any of them will trigger both the others, and cause Come Online to activate IMMEDIATELY. Careful! Triggering it early would be bad!
Thanks to Player Powers, you complete it in 1/100th of the time allotted! Beautiful showing, but out of the 84 Players who attempted this course before, you placed 76th! You'll need to be a little faster than that! In any event, you (and everyone else) gains +20,000 training Base Player Power!
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AG:
Various sidequests and objectives begin grinding into motion. A moment ago you thought this sphere was an empty stone plane of nothing, but now it's vibrant and bursting with stuff to do! Better start hammering it away!
PG:
Metal Slimes prowl the fields. These guys aren't really aligned with the Godmodder, but it's more convenient to slap a PG on them.
An absolutely obscene horde of bears comes into view! Don't you need them for a sidequest?
N:
Robot: Oh dear. Resistance detected. The Suppressors are coming online...
All the Suppressors begin charging Come Online! If you don't grow fast enough, then they'll turn their weaponry on you once they finish... oh, and I might have forgotten to mention this earlier, but... you are always vulnerable within this Sphere! Mostly because it suppresses invincibility types like yours. Hmm.
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CURRENT PLAYER POWER TOTAL: 1,125,000
(175,000 x 7.5)
CURRENT PLAYER POWER BASE: 175,000
(50,000 base + 20,000 light/dark powers + 55,000 basic training + 10,000 generic add + 30,000 Edginess)
CURRENT PLAYER POWER MULTIPLIER: x7.5
(x1 base x 1(1*.1*.01+1) x .25 generic multiplier x 2 level mult x 3 Emerald Star)
Growth Objectives:
-Write actions showcasing your training at the Temple of Gains to increase base Player power!
-Clean the plane of garbage to get Planar sorcery perks!
-Invest CP into That_Random_Guy's formula to make it grow!
-Search the hidden temple!
-Kill things to gain EXP, and level up!
-Complete sidequests to gain multipliers!
-Eat Food to get stronger!
-Get a stand?
Current level: Level 2
Tickrate: 4/turn
THE SPHERE:
The Wall: 10,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000/10,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 HP (regenerates 1000% of all damage dealt back)(immune to max HP reductions)(immune to status effects)(immune to one-hit-kill attacks)(immune to attacks launched with greater than 1 CP)(Boss)
Suppressor A: Ground-Based Bot: 1,000,000,000,000 HP, 5,000,000,000,000A, Special: Come Online: 1/4 (dormant)(Boss)
Suppressor B: Air-Based Bot: 1,000,000,000,000,000,000 HP, 10,000,000,000,000,000 x 10A, Special: Come Online: 1/7, Spawn 100 Soulrazers: 0/3 (dormant)(Boss)
Suppressor C: ???, Special: Come Online: 1/10 (dormant)(Boss)
[AG]Temple of Gains: Train here to get buffer!
[AG]Plane of Garbage: 0% cleaned (clean to get perks)
[AG]Mysterious Temple: Maybe has a Player Power Cascader inside?
Traps: 0% disabled
Hidden rooms: 0% searched
[AG]Sidequest NPC: Needs 1,000 bear butts! Offering x2 power gem!
[AG]Pile of Food: 0% eaten (eat to get +250,000 Player Power!)
[AG]Moving Food: 0% cornered (corner and eat to get +250,000 Player Power!)
[AG]Requiem Stand Arrow: Use to get a random stand! 10% chance it does something useful and isn't just flavor text!
[PG]Metal Slime: 100,000 HP (kill to get one levels worth of EXP)
[PG]Metal Slime: 100,000 HP (kill to get one levels worth of EXP)
[PG]Metal Slime: 100,000 HP (kill to get one levels worth of EXP)
[PG]Super Metal Slime: 1,000,000 HP (75% dodge rate) (kill to get five levels worth of EXP)
[PG]Bear Horde: 500,000 x Infinity HP (Each drops 1 bear butt)(Every 100 killed give enough EXP for 1 level)
[N]Servitude Robot
[N]The Dark One: Special: Revelation: 2/4, RP: 1
Curse of No Charging
Curse of Entity Impermanence
Player list:
Alastair Dragovich - CP: 23 (has Solar Powered Player Killer Armaments - high damage against Players!, Orb of Paradox, Pelicannon, Rage Cube)
Arsenical - CP: 8(1 post in debt!)
Bill Nye - CP: 18 (has super sharp gold sword - 3 power left, burny iron sword - 3 power left, bow and arrow - 3 power)
Captain.cat - CP: 49 (protected from 1 attack)(has 1 Boost Stone)
[N]CaptainNZZZ - CP: 3 (protected from 1 attack)(has Entity Loyalty Punch Card - redeems one disloyal entity, Overpowering Poison, Remnant crypt energy, EMP, Mopium, Godmodder Tracker V1.0)
Cephalos Jr. - CP: 2 (has Cybil's blood sample, anti-infantry railgun, pocket reactor(1 power), power armor)
Crusher48 - CP: 5 (Has Bost stone, Tactician Soul in a Bottle, Scanner Cannon)
Dangan_Machin - CP: 9
Daskter - CP: 6 (has Boosted Evolve Hunters)
Dragon of Hope?!? - CP: 0 (Espionage ghost)(Excalibur - 22 Power)
Eevee Shadow Bacon - CP: 15
Ender_Smirk - CP: 8 (has Shadow Agitator)
[N+1]EternalStruggle - CP: 0
FlamingFlapjacks - CP: 0 (has the Retcon Revenger - has a powerful hidden effect, bag of nine-sided die)
General_Urist - CP: 11 (Shotgun of Dope - 2 power left, attack debuffs whoever it hits)
GoldHero101 - CP: 1 (has Ultimo Durana(100 power left, Greatsword, Self damage ticket)
I'mTotallyNot-R.O.B - CP: 0 (has Super Soldier Serum)
[N+2]Joebobobob - CP: 22 (has nice bed, infinite charmzard energy, 4 Boost Stones, cyan orb(1 power) 1 Cleansed (?) Multiplier Orb, Sub-par godmod lock, Something, Godmodder Lock)
Karpinsky - CP: 45
Krill13 - CP: 24 (has Iron Hoe Storm)
Moonstar101 - CP: 0
O.R.I.G.I.N. - CP: 5
Paradoxdragonpaci - CP: 3 (has paradox void cards, absorbed Bad Luck, hexagonaherbs, 7 Homestuck Aspect vials(Life/Void/Mind/Blood/Doom gone), BUFFNESS, Save Point: [AG]Psychic Overlord II: 9,000,000/9,000,000 HP, 3,500,000A, Special: Gain Ability: 2/2, Special: OMLDC: 5/5 (When killed, stays alive for one turn, and gets x15 damage)(+300,000 HP/turn)(Boss))
Pionoplayer - CP: 115 (has Ornate Ring)
Ranger_Strider_ - CP: 5
That-Random-Guy - CP: 52 (protected from 1 attack)(has Echolocation)
The_Quiet_Watcher - CP: 17 (has paradise grenade(teleports enemies to paradise), Summonspitter heart, essence of blood, grenades, bit of Dragon soul, entropic glass shard, one Entropic Die)
The_Nonexistent_Tazz - CP: 18 (protected from 1 attack)
The_Two_Eternities - CP: 13 (protected from 1 attack)
[N]The Ego - CP: 98 (+10,000 HP sword, Delicious cake, one use of Somno powers, Player Eye, Player Knife, RGB control panel(has red, green, blue buttons), four-leaf clover)
Vylad - CP: 8 (wearing Impervium Armour, protects from damage!)(has Wound healer, Coin Flipper)
[N+2]Winkins - CP: 0 (has Mook Kill Switch, more of a BBB, +1,000A Iron sword, 10,000 damage token, 1 Multiplier Orb, faint godmodder energy (about to disappear!))
Player Inventory:
Bonfire(3 uses left)(Spend your entire turn resting here to heal)
Ultimate Orb of Shielding(+1 attack shield to everything on field)
Orb of Resurrection (Revives one dead allied entity at full strength)
Time Accelerator (Causes an entity to experience 10 turns of time in 1 turn)
True Multiplier Orbs x 2
Godmodding Vol. 1
Dragonballs x 7(made from Melodic transmitter x 2, Charge Stone x 5)(can be combined to make one wish!)
Double Rainbow Ticket x 1, Medkit x 2, Paradox Medkit, Melodic transmitter x 3, Redirifle, Miniature Doormaker Plushy, Bravely Default Asterisks, Mirror Frame, Black Filling, Economy-Melting Bank Note
Charge Booster (damage: 7/20)
Wishful Whammy(random effects attack)(non-combinable)
God of Dreams aid
Ring with United States of America Smash(3 uses left)
Celestial Guidance(2 uses left)
Magical Obliteration(1 use left)
Desperation Shield(Leaves one Player at mortally wounded if they would otherwise die)
CP Converter
Base Player Power: 50,000
Arsenical - CP: 8(1 post in debt!)
Bill Nye - CP: 18 (has super sharp gold sword - 3 power left, burny iron sword - 3 power left, bow and arrow - 3 power)
Captain.cat - CP: 49 (protected from 1 attack)(has 1 Boost Stone)
[N]CaptainNZZZ - CP: 3 (protected from 1 attack)(has Entity Loyalty Punch Card - redeems one disloyal entity, Overpowering Poison, Remnant crypt energy, EMP, Mopium, Godmodder Tracker V1.0)
Cephalos Jr. - CP: 2 (has Cybil's blood sample, anti-infantry railgun, pocket reactor(1 power), power armor)
Crusher48 - CP: 5 (Has Bost stone, Tactician Soul in a Bottle, Scanner Cannon)
Dangan_Machin - CP: 9
Daskter - CP: 6 (has Boosted Evolve Hunters)
Dragon of Hope?!? - CP: 0 (Espionage ghost)(Excalibur - 22 Power)
Eevee Shadow Bacon - CP: 15
Ender_Smirk - CP: 8 (has Shadow Agitator)
[N+1]EternalStruggle - CP: 0
FlamingFlapjacks - CP: 0 (has the Retcon Revenger - has a powerful hidden effect, bag of nine-sided die)
General_Urist - CP: 11 (Shotgun of Dope - 2 power left, attack debuffs whoever it hits)
GoldHero101 - CP: 1 (has Ultimo Durana(100 power left, Greatsword, Self damage ticket)
I'mTotallyNot-R.O.B - CP: 0 (has Super Soldier Serum)
[N+2]Joebobobob - CP: 22 (has nice bed, infinite charmzard energy, 4 Boost Stones, cyan orb(1 power) 1 Cleansed (?) Multiplier Orb, Sub-par godmod lock, Something, Godmodder Lock)
Karpinsky - CP: 45
Krill13 - CP: 24 (has Iron Hoe Storm)
Moonstar101 - CP: 0
O.R.I.G.I.N. - CP: 5
Paradoxdragonpaci - CP: 3 (has paradox void cards, absorbed Bad Luck, hexagonaherbs, 7 Homestuck Aspect vials(Life/Void/Mind/Blood/Doom gone), BUFFNESS, Save Point: [AG]Psychic Overlord II: 9,000,000/9,000,000 HP, 3,500,000A, Special: Gain Ability: 2/2, Special: OMLDC: 5/5 (When killed, stays alive for one turn, and gets x15 damage)(+300,000 HP/turn)(Boss))
Pionoplayer - CP: 115 (has Ornate Ring)
Ranger_Strider_ - CP: 5
That-Random-Guy - CP: 52 (protected from 1 attack)(has Echolocation)
The_Quiet_Watcher - CP: 17 (has paradise grenade(teleports enemies to paradise), Summonspitter heart, essence of blood, grenades, bit of Dragon soul, entropic glass shard, one Entropic Die)
The_Nonexistent_Tazz - CP: 18 (protected from 1 attack)
The_Two_Eternities - CP: 13 (protected from 1 attack)
[N]The Ego - CP: 98 (+10,000 HP sword, Delicious cake, one use of Somno powers, Player Eye, Player Knife, RGB control panel(has red, green, blue buttons), four-leaf clover)
Vylad - CP: 8 (wearing Impervium Armour, protects from damage!)(has Wound healer, Coin Flipper)
[N+2]Winkins - CP: 0 (has Mook Kill Switch, more of a BBB, +1,000A Iron sword, 10,000 damage token, 1 Multiplier Orb, faint godmodder energy (about to disappear!))
Player Inventory:
Bonfire(3 uses left)(Spend your entire turn resting here to heal)
Ultimate Orb of Shielding(+1 attack shield to everything on field)
Orb of Resurrection (Revives one dead allied entity at full strength)
Time Accelerator (Causes an entity to experience 10 turns of time in 1 turn)
True Multiplier Orbs x 2
Godmodding Vol. 1
Dragonballs x 7(made from Melodic transmitter x 2, Charge Stone x 5)(can be combined to make one wish!)
Double Rainbow Ticket x 1, Medkit x 2, Paradox Medkit, Melodic transmitter x 3, Redirifle, Miniature Doormaker Plushy, Bravely Default Asterisks, Mirror Frame, Black Filling, Economy-Melting Bank Note
Charge Booster (damage: 7/20)
Wishful Whammy(random effects attack)(non-combinable)
God of Dreams aid
Ring with United States of America Smash(3 uses left)
Celestial Guidance(2 uses left)
Magical Obliteration(1 use left)
Desperation Shield(Leaves one Player at mortally wounded if they would otherwise die)
CP Converter
Base Player Power: 50,000
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The quiet watcher
Verified Old One
The quiet watcher complies with the robot, asks for a protein drink to improve his workout, and borrows its phone to ask his questions to the Architects in a calm and relaxed manner on the off chance that it would actually work and render all of the Godmodder's hard work on the Trials null and void, or render him incapable of acting while this part of the Trials was occurring.
He then begins doing muscle building exercises that were being amplified in their effectiveness by the protein drink while he continued conversing - or waiting if the wait times for the Architects was actually that long - on the phone, refusing to stop when it would have been rendered ineffective for any other being. As the equipment he had been using was slowly twisted into Escher-esque forms by the Eldritch levels of bullshit improvement that he was putting out, he only became more effective with his workout. Throughout all this, it was very obvious that he was putting forward no resistance, ensuring he wouldn't be targeted by anything until his call was finished.
He then begins doing muscle building exercises that were being amplified in their effectiveness by the protein drink while he continued conversing - or waiting if the wait times for the Architects was actually that long - on the phone, refusing to stop when it would have been rendered ineffective for any other being. As the equipment he had been using was slowly twisted into Escher-esque forms by the Eldritch levels of bullshit improvement that he was putting out, he only became more effective with his workout. Throughout all this, it was very obvious that he was putting forward no resistance, ensuring he wouldn't be targeted by anything until his call was finished.
x1 Action:
Eyowe murders all the normal Metal Slimes and one Bear in the manner of a mystery murder case. He then uses the remaining Player Power to also murder the schmuck detective that came to investigate the murder.
x1 Action:
Eyowe sends a Player-Powered petition to Balancing™ Corps, telling them to nerf the Bears' healths by a significant amount. He supports this petition with a bunch of True Facts™ such as "Bears Don't Actually Enjoy Having a Lot of HP" and "Bees Are Now Endangered Because High HP Bears Keep Attacking Them and That Means Less Honey, and Do You Want There to Be Less Honey in the World, Huh?"
x1 Action:
Eyowe stabs the Requiem Stand Arrow right to his own knee. He then looks at everyone with the look of someone who will die inside if no one gets what he's referencing.
Eyowe murders all the normal Metal Slimes and one Bear in the manner of a mystery murder case. He then uses the remaining Player Power to also murder the schmuck detective that came to investigate the murder.
x1 Action:
Eyowe sends a Player-Powered petition to Balancing™ Corps, telling them to nerf the Bears' healths by a significant amount. He supports this petition with a bunch of True Facts™ such as "Bears Don't Actually Enjoy Having a Lot of HP" and "Bees Are Now Endangered Because High HP Bears Keep Attacking Them and That Means Less Honey, and Do You Want There to Be Less Honey in the World, Huh?"
x1 Action:
Eyowe stabs the Requiem Stand Arrow right to his own knee. He then looks at everyone with the look of someone who will die inside if no one gets what he's referencing.
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GoldHero101
Warrior of Light and Darkness
He/Him
Leon: LETS DO THIS.
Leo: YEAH!
This is for ALL OF EXISTENCE!
Ultimo Durana: 100 Energy Stored
3 ACTION FOCUS - CALL ON SPRITUAL WEAPONS: Blake! Could use a power boost!
Blake: You got it! Activating neural injection!
HYAAAAAAAAH!
A giant ring of energy pulses out, granting everyone a chance to grab a Spirit Weapon. It's only a husk right now, but killing monsters will slowly power it up. At the milestones Ultimo Durana reached previously (that being, 10 reawakened, 30 finale, 50 soul break, 70 infinite, 90 god, 100 true form), they evolve into their next form, powering it up. These can be named, so be creative!
Leo: YEAH!
This is for ALL OF EXISTENCE!
Ultimo Durana: 100 Energy Stored
3 ACTION FOCUS - CALL ON SPRITUAL WEAPONS: Blake! Could use a power boost!
Blake: You got it! Activating neural injection!
HYAAAAAAAAH!
A giant ring of energy pulses out, granting everyone a chance to grab a Spirit Weapon. It's only a husk right now, but killing monsters will slowly power it up. At the milestones Ultimo Durana reached previously (that being, 10 reawakened, 30 finale, 50 soul break, 70 infinite, 90 god, 100 true form), they evolve into their next form, powering it up. These can be named, so be creative!
Free Action: I invoke Celestial Guidance to determine the optimal route to gain strength and min-max ourselves.
Action 1: Okay, I designed the mod, and I didn't program this! Maybe I shouldn't have beta-tested my modpack on the Godmodder's brain. I set down a vacuum hopper with maxed-out upgrades leading into a trash can (the modded instantly deletes items kind) next to the plane of garbage. Then, I rapid-fire concussive blasts into the plane of garbage, scattering the garbage and causing it to shift from block form into item form. The vacuum hopper then sucks in all of the garbage items and throws them into the trash can, where they are instantly deleted from existence.
Action 2: I create the Player Power Reactor. It automatically generates player power each tick. Don't ask me how.
Action 3: Hey, I'm in that weird middle-ground between player and entity, due to being an alternate personality inside a player that can also take control of entities (at least theoretically). I'm going to turn myself into an automatic player power booster and train in the Temple of Gains until the Wall is broken.
How are you going to train?
The same way most psions train. You know, burning reserves, pushing limits, waiting a bit, then doing it again. Over and over, training their souls to increase their maximum power output and efficiency.
It's not my fault the world's always in crisis. I'm already one of the best, I train on the job.
Well, with this 4x tick speed bonus, I'll actually have enough time to train.
Action 1: Okay, I designed the mod, and I didn't program this! Maybe I shouldn't have beta-tested my modpack on the Godmodder's brain. I set down a vacuum hopper with maxed-out upgrades leading into a trash can (the modded instantly deletes items kind) next to the plane of garbage. Then, I rapid-fire concussive blasts into the plane of garbage, scattering the garbage and causing it to shift from block form into item form. The vacuum hopper then sucks in all of the garbage items and throws them into the trash can, where they are instantly deleted from existence.
Action 2: I create the Player Power Reactor. It automatically generates player power each tick. Don't ask me how.
Action 3: Hey, I'm in that weird middle-ground between player and entity, due to being an alternate personality inside a player that can also take control of entities (at least theoretically). I'm going to turn myself into an automatic player power booster and train in the Temple of Gains until the Wall is broken.
How are you going to train?
The same way most psions train. You know, burning reserves, pushing limits, waiting a bit, then doing it again. Over and over, training their souls to increase their maximum power output and efficiency.
It's not my fault the world's always in crisis. I'm already one of the best, I train on the job.
Well, with this 4x tick speed bonus, I'll actually have enough time to train.
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She/Her
I give myself immense regeneration, and then create a bunch of clones! We all beat ourselves and each other up.
Up to this point, while his Heart was drowning in Darkness, Alastair's Heart had not fully fallen to it. However, with the Metal Slimes now on the field, he could sense a great Darkness inside their Hearts. As one of his compatriots took out two of the Metal Slimes, he plunged a now enshadowed hand into its mass and ripped out a crystalline light, its red coloration turned grey by the Darkness. For a moment, the Light inside of him tried to resist what the body was about to do.
It failed.
As the Darkness consumed Alastair's Heart utterly, the Light bonded itself to his body, knowing what would happen next.
The powerful Darkness escaped his body violently, expelling it as the pure Darkness manifested from and around the Heart. As the Darkness Solidified, a form not unlike Alastair's slim muscled, Goku haired form emerged, with 3 major changes. The first was the depiction of the Heartless Emblem upon his chest, which was now inexplicably bare despite having been wearing a long-sleeved white t-shirt prior to the transformation. The second was that the jet-black hair on his head had become an off-white silver. And the third was that calm, embracing dark onyx eyes had become a sickly, piercing yellow.
A note about Light/Darkness Cosmology- Light, somehow, can spontaneously be generated from Darkness ex-nihilo. Due to becoming a pure being of Darkness, his stock of said power had become greatly increased. However, inexplicably, an equal amount of Light was generated and flooded all of the other Players! Essentially, should anyone generate more Light Power, Darkness would grow to match. And should his Darkness power grow, more light shall 'somehow' be generated to beef up the other Players in turn.
At any rate, what happened to the Body? Well, normally when a heart completely falls to Darkness it dissolves and is destroyed. However, those with strong Wills can somehow allow their body to survive. Often, this is in the form of a twisted monstrosity. However, those with the strongest Wills can retain a human form and memories.
And Players, to Defeat the Godmodder, MUST have the Strongest Wills.
Alastair reappears momentarily, confused and dazed. But something is wrong. His eyes are dead inside, and for good reason. His Heart is being used to fuel his Heartless. As a Nobody, he is now empty inside.
Empty, except for the Light that had separated from his Heart just before the complete fall to Darkness. However, this is a most unnatural occurrence enabled only by Player Power. As a result, it slumbers until the day that the Nobody could retrieve his Heart, somehow regrow a new Heart, or a third thing which shall be explained in due time.
That said, while the number of Actions does not increase, due to each being putting their separate but equal all into the tasks ahead of them, they now effectively have double Player Power Effectively because it's two bodies working on these goals. Though, naturally, this will only matter next turn.
However, something peculiar happened. A Round Shield with a Sharp Edge appeared from GoldHero's light and fell into the hands of Alastair's Nobody. He could feel that it was a vessel to be filled.
This was a tad ironic, due to the fall to becoming a Heartless and a Nobody provided both forms with their own signature weapons, but those had yet to be manifested. The Nobody mused that this would still be useful in time regardless.
The Shield's name came to him, resonating from something within him that felt both familiar and alien.
"Aegis. Simple, cliche... yet fitting."
(Action Summary:
Action 1- Killed a Metal Slime and gained 1 Heart (this will be important later on).
Action 2 - Boost everyone's power of Light and Alastair's power of Darkness by establishing that Light power is generated by Darkness and just boosting Alastair dark power.
Action 3 - Doubled the number of bodies, which doubles their Player Power!
Free Action - Grabbed a Spirit Weapon Husk in the form of Aegis)
Edit: removed some unecessary tidbits that would be better off having their own actions later. Also Grabbed a Spirit Weapon and elaborated on an Action in the Action summary.
It failed.
As the Darkness consumed Alastair's Heart utterly, the Light bonded itself to his body, knowing what would happen next.
The powerful Darkness escaped his body violently, expelling it as the pure Darkness manifested from and around the Heart. As the Darkness Solidified, a form not unlike Alastair's slim muscled, Goku haired form emerged, with 3 major changes. The first was the depiction of the Heartless Emblem upon his chest, which was now inexplicably bare despite having been wearing a long-sleeved white t-shirt prior to the transformation. The second was that the jet-black hair on his head had become an off-white silver. And the third was that calm, embracing dark onyx eyes had become a sickly, piercing yellow.
A note about Light/Darkness Cosmology- Light, somehow, can spontaneously be generated from Darkness ex-nihilo. Due to becoming a pure being of Darkness, his stock of said power had become greatly increased. However, inexplicably, an equal amount of Light was generated and flooded all of the other Players! Essentially, should anyone generate more Light Power, Darkness would grow to match. And should his Darkness power grow, more light shall 'somehow' be generated to beef up the other Players in turn.
At any rate, what happened to the Body? Well, normally when a heart completely falls to Darkness it dissolves and is destroyed. However, those with strong Wills can somehow allow their body to survive. Often, this is in the form of a twisted monstrosity. However, those with the strongest Wills can retain a human form and memories.
And Players, to Defeat the Godmodder, MUST have the Strongest Wills.
Alastair reappears momentarily, confused and dazed. But something is wrong. His eyes are dead inside, and for good reason. His Heart is being used to fuel his Heartless. As a Nobody, he is now empty inside.
Empty, except for the Light that had separated from his Heart just before the complete fall to Darkness. However, this is a most unnatural occurrence enabled only by Player Power. As a result, it slumbers until the day that the Nobody could retrieve his Heart, somehow regrow a new Heart, or a third thing which shall be explained in due time.
That said, while the number of Actions does not increase, due to each being putting their separate but equal all into the tasks ahead of them, they now effectively have double Player Power Effectively because it's two bodies working on these goals. Though, naturally, this will only matter next turn.
However, something peculiar happened. A Round Shield with a Sharp Edge appeared from GoldHero's light and fell into the hands of Alastair's Nobody. He could feel that it was a vessel to be filled.
This was a tad ironic, due to the fall to becoming a Heartless and a Nobody provided both forms with their own signature weapons, but those had yet to be manifested. The Nobody mused that this would still be useful in time regardless.
The Shield's name came to him, resonating from something within him that felt both familiar and alien.
"Aegis. Simple, cliche... yet fitting."
(Action Summary:
Action 1- Killed a Metal Slime and gained 1 Heart (this will be important later on).
Action 2 - Boost everyone's power of Light and Alastair's power of Darkness by establishing that Light power is generated by Darkness and just boosting Alastair dark power.
Action 3 - Doubled the number of bodies, which doubles their Player Power!
Free Action - Grabbed a Spirit Weapon Husk in the form of Aegis)
Edit: removed some unecessary tidbits that would be better off having their own actions later. Also Grabbed a Spirit Weapon and elaborated on an Action in the Action summary.
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Ranger_Strider_
The one who does lots of Striding
FOCUS!
Time to get swole by the hardest trainers known in the multiverse...... I call upon thee.... the Dread CrossFitters!
I spend the next few years in an accelerated personal time field in the Temple of Gains. I come out crying, but swole af. And then I fall over crying a little from the pain, only surviving due to the durability of Players.
Time to get swole by the hardest trainers known in the multiverse...... I call upon thee.... the Dread CrossFitters!
I spend the next few years in an accelerated personal time field in the Temple of Gains. I come out crying, but swole af. And then I fall over crying a little from the pain, only surviving due to the durability of Players.
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1. I summon a leg cutter 3000 and proceed to cut the legs of all the bears I can see.
2.I cut all of the bears' butts with a rusty knife (the butt cutter 3000 was too expensive...)
3.I start saying mysterious japanese quotes to increase my edginess
DM : Batā no yōna kaori ga suru
2.I cut all of the bears' butts with a rusty knife (the butt cutter 3000 was too expensive...)
3.I start saying mysterious japanese quotes to increase my edginess
DM : Batā no yōna kaori ga suru
She/Her
FOCUS:
I head into the temple that might have the Cascader and start searching it, being careful to check for traps.
I head into the temple that might have the Cascader and start searching it, being careful to check for traps.
3 actions: I chase after the animals ("moving food"). I use lassos! Nets! Boomerangs! Wait... what's that descending toward a group of them? It's the Boomerang Lasso Net! It's a net with a lasso attached so you can throw it like one, and shaped like a boomerang so it moves like one!