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Defeat The Godmodder
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The Heir watches as Piono walks towards him. The Heir readies himself, and suddenly Piono is right behind him. The Heir dodges out of the way of the enormous beam of black energy that launches out of Piono's hands, taking the opportunity to stab let off a blast of his own in response. The Heir begins moving again as the beam to wraps around him. The Heir dodges out of the way as the beam criss-crosses across the arena and by the time he gets stops only focusing on dodging, and gets back to tracking his opponent, Piono is totally surrounded by the beam on all sides including up and down. The tendrils begin to reach outwards. They act weirdly, as no matter where the Heir is standing or moving, they seem to reach up straight towards and around him, coating his view in blackness and pulling him into the void. They lose quite a few to quick sword slashes before they get him, however.
The Heir suddenly lands in a superfluous superhero landing, because he can, and stares up into a greyish red sky. He groans and stands up, looking around. He seems to be on top of an apartment building in a somewhat wrecked city. As if a war had torn through it some time ago, and then it had been abandoned, leaving all of the already damaged buildings to degrade further. It reminds the Purple now Black voice of aftermaths of battles he had not arrived at in time. Some buildings are gone, quite a few are mostly destroyed, almost all of them show some sign of significant damage, but a few here and there just look a bit run down as opposed to significantly disturbed. Fortunately, the one the Heir is standing on seems to be one of those.
The Heir surveys the city, it's desolate. The clouds in the sky are churning, and the few brief gaps he sees further up beyond show an angry red sky. Like a sunset over a forest fire, except the whole thing. A few stars peek through it, so it's probably nighttime. The clouds and sky still seem to be glowing a bit themselves, so the city is just sorta dismally grey instead of dark and shadowed. The only major building still standing is a massive tower at the center of town. There are lights going up the side of it, and it reaches into the clouds so that he can't see the top of it.
And then there's a crack of thunder. The Heir turns around to see Piono rising to his feet on a rooftop across the street from him. "You know, we weave our attacks from stories, and the best stories have raw emotion in them. So perhaps I'll show you a bit of the emotion behind mine. You better have a good return serve for me." His eyes flash brilliantly for a brief moment. "Because I'm not pulling any punches this time around."
"Good to know I can kick things into high gear as well." the Heir says with a smirk. "If you hadn't noticed, the defense round is much more powerful than any offense, because you rewrite your enemy's attack in the process. I suggest you don't presume anything you do will work."
Piono and the Heir stare each other down, Piono seemingly waiting for something, the Heir watching his surroundings, guessing that Piono controls enough of the area to be dangerous. And then he sees the glow forming around Piono. Little particles of light are moving in around his body, drifting through the walls, air, and ground, and moving into him. Piono closes his eyes for a brief moment and sighs, and the Heir simply watches, having watched enough Dragonball to understand proper powerup etiquette.
Piono opens his eyes again and tilts his head, the arm jolting sideways and trying to launch the Heir through several buildings, only to be deflected into said buildings, as another arm erupts out of Piono's back, this one made of some kind of slimy goop but crackling with electricity and flashes of light. He stretches his two normal arms outwards and the light motes rush inwards creating a shell of powerful energy that radiates outwards, pushing the Heir backwards a bit, as he waits for the form's conclusion. In the depths of it he can see Piono's silhouette starting to change...
"Do you remember... all that we've lost?"
Nubs appear around his torso.
"All that we created just so it could fade away into obscurity?"
They reach outwards into longer forms.
"How everything we build here will come crashing down whether we win or not?"
Finally, shapes coalesce at the end of these growths.
"Because I remember. I have not forgotten, and I don't think I ever could."
The Heir replies, "I recall loss as well, but that does not mean everything built here shall crash down. Only the parts made through player power alone shall fail," his hoodie flickering through many different colors, "and I use a bit more than just player powers."
The light pulses outwards in a burst of blinding light and searing heat. Piono rises in the air, real arms folded, 8 massive extra arms growing out of his back. The one of void and static from before, another of the strange energized goop, a third of living fire complemented by a fourth of blue sparkling crystal. Two more pairs, one made of an arm seemingly carved from glowing magical symbols and an arm built of clockwork and steam apparatuses, the other being made of an arm formed of pure hardlight and the other clearly robotic in nature, adorn his back, making him almost look like some sort of Doctor Octopus wannabe, but with a higher special effects budget.
"Welcome to a realm carved of memories and frozen realms that never truly were. Where what I remember and what I truly experienced were molded together and then ripped to shreds. Where old gods danced and played and died in the twists and turns within my own mind as entire universes were fabricated just to get me to fight an even greater evil."
Shadows begin to flicker in the air behind him. It looks like... silhouettes. Figures floating in the air and shimmering into existence. An entire army, and as ender watches they start to become more solid, and flicker, as if beginning to gain color.
"But then I was gone and they suddenly mattered so little as to not exist anymore... It's as they used to say I suppose..."
Two of Piono's arms reach downwards, and using the crumbling building as a launching off point, throw him towards the Heir where two more arms grip the pavement and pull him to a stop a short distance in front of the Heir, but ripping up the street in the process.
"Long live the new gods."
The Heir simply looks to Piono, and then some items begin to fly out of his inventory. An arm composed of obsidian, bespeckled with the style of an enchantment table. Another composed of pistons and redstone follows. An arm of green false flames appears alongside them, with a purple crystal one complimenting it. "What, did you think you were the only one who could attempt to be a supercharged Doc Ock ripoff? We are players, after all. Although I will admit, you have somewhat of a numbers advantage," suddenly, two copies of him, although in slightly different forms of his outfit, arrive, "so this should even up the odds a bit."
And then Piono attacks, a beam of multicolored energy sweeping downwards and carving straight through the building at the Heir, who pulls out a mirrored shield which deflects it back at Piono. The Heir steps backwards, and Piono's arms, seemingly spiralling around his back with each step like a wheel, leaving different ones on the bottom with every step he takes. As he marches towards the Heir, each arm reaches out, expecting an attack, but the Heir just swiftly knocks them aside with his sword, or slashes the arm apart, forcing each arm to reform when it tests him, while they also try to shepherd him along whenever he tries to outmaneuver Piono, launching forward at unbelievable speeds to try grab him and smash him through another building as Piono pushes forwards towards him in an overblown maelstrom of fire, lasers, and magical blasts that seem to burn through everything except the Heir's weapons, as if somehow slightly more real than anything around them, although they don't seem to have any more reality than the Heir's sword.
The Heir soon realizes that Piono's not actually trying to hurt him. Hit him, yes, but all of the attacks that do land are either deflected or just weren't very strong. The full force of the aura Piono's arms seem to be providing him with hasn't been thrown at the Heir yet. Finally, the Heir winds up with his back against the wall, trapped in a back alley street with actually mostly still standing buildings around him. Piono's extra arms smash into the walls, causing the sides of the alley to suddenly glow with immense power, and Piono launches himself forwards, trying to slamming into the Heir and crashing through the wall, attempting to sending the two of them tumbling out into a massive ruined plaza. The Heir, however, simply alters himself to be temporarily intangible, and ducks through a wall, letting Piono do a bull impression through the wall alone.
Once the Heir walks back over to where Piono was, their duel starts in earnest, Piono for some reason exclusively using his arms though that doesn't seem to limit him much as every single one of them has a variety of powers that twist and grow together when combined in nature. From the miniaturized timestops and blasts of steam from the clockpunk arm to the sudden glitchy repositioning and total disruption of everything of the void arm, the Heir has his hands a bit full, but then the clones he made get back to helping out arrive. The timestops suddenly find themselves with no time to stop, and the void arm suddenly finds itself filling with random matter, while Piono is assaulted personally with the arms the Heir summoned, green flames and purple crystals flowing everywhere.
"You seem very focused on our little bout here, and while I must say you're still an impressive combatant."
Piono's 'ground' arms suddenly lurch, launching him backwards out of the way of a massive blast of missiles that abruptly ram into the Heir's arms from the sky.
"You aren't that great at keeping an eye on what's actually going on."
The Heir looks up into the sky and see the army of shadows from before, no longer ghosts but still appearing very ephemeral. As if everything, from the gods radiating power to the massive floating war machines, were merely ghosts.
The Heir says, "I would have noticed had they been there more than two seconds ago, but since they weren't, I suggest you stop grandstanding."
"Or maybe it's because I rigged it against you. Who knows. Hope you can fight on multiple fronts."
The Heir snickers, "You want multiple fronts? Fine then."
And then the waves of attacks begin flowing in, as the figures begin swarming down to assist Piono's incoming strikes. The Heir summons an army of himself clones, once more of all different hoodie colors and styles. every so often one of the memory wraiths dive-bombs right into the swarm of Heir clones, but it seems that they always hit one which is teal, and are rebuffed by mental barriers. The wraith slams into him, vanishing as it does so as if it were never there, but the memories are instead placed into storage automatically, leaving no openings for Piono's attacks.
Memories flood the storage of his head as wraith after wraith slams into him. Of children who laughed and played in villages now forever frozen in time, of gods both valiant and sinister fighting with weapons that scorched the skies, of massive metal behemoths built for conquest and the bands of adventurers who joined together to destroy them. Waves and waves of people and places, of smiles, tears, and angry rants. Entire universes just to prop up somebody's memories and then left to decay by the very function that built them and the overwhelming melancholy and anger that runs in Piono's blood knowing that he himself is the only reason for their pointless existence and frozen torture.
The teal Heir clones start trying to sift through the memories but it takes a long time to adjust to the flow of memories that rush into their heads, so they find themselves mostly worthless in real combat. The fact that they are only a small portion of the army, however, keeps them safe.
This continues, Piono laying into them with strike after strike both from himself and his memories. Finally, the Heir begins to think clearly past the combat of the second. He's blocked a lot of heavy hits, but it doesn't seem the attack is over just yet...
One of Piono's arms try to grab him and slam into the ground again, but the Heir's harms hold their ground, digging into the ground as they do so. "Get up. That may have been some cheap tricks on my part, but you stand up and finish this fight properly." The Heir questions whether Piono is a bit delusional about how the fight is going, and gets back to work.
Back and forth, arms and twisted power of memories (though no longer backed by the phantoms, it seems all of them finally either delivered their payload or were dispersed by ender's own counterattacks) versus the army the Heir pulled from between dimensions to counter them, Piono somehow always being totally separated from the Heir's attacks except for on the arms,(which reform almost immediately) and finally, after what feels like hours of fighting (though in reality is a good deal less) he slams down right in the center of Piono's core.
The arms fracture as Piono tumbles backwards across the pavement, and he collapses inwards. The arms shattering, with the cracks that streak out from them reaching into the world around them out and backwards until they reach up into the sky and pieces of the world begin to cave in and vanish into nothingness.
The Heir sighs as the world shatters and breaks around him, an awful wind howling around him and beating him back with a power that feels almost like its threatening to drive his very being to extinction. So he floats upwards.
"Another world, another life, thus was my end. Did you think such an attack would be my end? Here is what the end feels like." With that Piono suddenly feels the very thing he now causes. He feels the erasure of a reality, hopeless to stop or change it.
The Heir looks out towards the only structure that seems to still be standing, and looks to Piono. "I suppose this is the next section of your little assault? Oh well, time to move forwards." He begins to float towards the structure.
Phantoms and banshees, much like from before during the Piono fight but twisted and enraged, trying to fight and claw at both the Heir and his consciousness, flood the streets and try to tear at him, dragging back towards the darkness in an attempt to tear him apart atom by atom and thought by thought. They seem to lack much capacity to stay in the erasure, while the Heir, with his hoodie colored a dark blue, feels no ill effects except for feeling slightly tingly, being the only thing existing in that area.
Until suddenly, he's at the tower. With the 'world' crumbling behind him he makes his way through the door and then slowly closes it behind him. The storm outside pounds against the walls, but it cannot reach in, and soon all is quiet once more.
He looks upwards, the tower is big, and there seems to be some kind of platforming series on the way up the tower. Fortunately it leaves enough space between them to fly... up.
The Heir abruptly realizes that his Player powers are being stifled. He's running on physical might and speed alone, no special upgrades, flight, or anything of the sort right now. Unfortunately for Piono, the Heir is part minecraft avatar, and just begins using the nerd pole technique up the center. If gravity doesn't effect the material you build with correctly without you doing anything, it is safe to just build upwards.
He swiftly builds upwards because he knows that if there's something like that about to happen then there's an additional catch.
Which there is. The floor begins to bubble and roil, until it suddenly just shatters entirely, falling away into an inky abyss that rises up and consumes the dropping pieces. Flashes of power and dark energy flicker throughout it all as it begins to rise, heading up towards the Heir's location and leaving him no time to rest as it rises, sending up bubbles and blasts of dark energy that punch holes in the already precarious platforming that the Heir woud be doing to ascend, were he not well equipped enough.
He looks down as he begins his mad build upwards, and he sees Piono looking up out of it. Piono grins, and then sinks down into it again.
The Heir quickly builds up to the top, managing to avoid the platforming entirely by virtue of proper planning and supplies. He wonders if he will be able to try it out under less strenuous circumstances some time, but he feels just skipping to the fight is better currently.
The Heir slowly climbs up out of a hatch in the top of the tower, having finally made it all the way up to the roof. He climbs up onto the stone floor, and begins to eat some watermelon slices to replenish his hunger, since his powers were not active down there, he expended a good bit when he had to jump onto the platforming to avoid a power splash.
"Should I give you a moment?" The Heir simply nods, before quickly finishing eating, and feeling his powers all return to normal. "Thanks for giving me a second. Was a bit peckish anyways. Not needing food doesn't mean it isn't enjoyable. Although I do question on that pinch pilling comment earlier."
"You're right I lied about that, absolutely. It's not like he's the godmodder or anything I can give him a moment to catch his breath between beatdowns."
The Heir begins to wonder what drugs Piono must have made out of his own hype Piono is high on, and whether more of it is in there than blood.
The Heir finishes thinking and turns, but Piono isn't there.
Nothing is.
Atop the tower, he can see nothing. Empty void surrounds the tower's apex on every side upwards. Looking over the side reveals that the angry red clouds from the first segment are still swirling around it, but a good deal further below where he is now. This looks like the perfect place for a boss arena. The Heir turns as a susurration informs him that his adversary has properly formed at the center of the platform.
Piono looks at him, and then suddenly blurs. It's almost as if his visage is overlaid against the void itself, suddenly.
"Between memories and despair not many things continue to move forward, but even those who do will eventually reach an end. Let's see how you deal with things that have long since reached that end."
"I never saw an end that wasn't a beginning. Never had that choice, really, so I am fine with seeing things that truly have ended."
A cold wind blows from the depths of the eternities. Harsh, and bitter. A chill that cuts ender down to the soul. Metaphorically (mostly) of course, it isn't actually part of the attack instead being set dressing. The distant past is soon to be recalled, and even as the future dims further and further perhaps a little light can be shed by origins from beyond time and causality. The wind twists and swirls in the center of the arena and the air in the miniature cyclone suddenly blurs, leaving behind a somewhat transparent yet still sinister and threatening figure in a red cloak. They seem demonic in nature, but still radiate player energy... or at least, something similar to it. It doesn't seem to match exactly.
Suddenly, flames burst into being around the edges of the platform, casting shadows in every direction and the figure suddenly leaps into the air, brandishing a massive scythe. The figure motions with the scythe, creating a thousand scythes out of the shadows cast on the ground. Each scythe surrounds the Heir, and tries to slice into their legs, crippling them, only to be blocked by an array of portals. Then, the shadowed figure himself swoops down trying to hook the Heir's neck and fling them upwards, only to he caught by a sword, and tossed upwards instead. A purple portal appears and fires a stream of fire balls, slamming into the figure and launching them away. The Heir quickly follows, figuring it the best way to keep up the fight.
As the Heir flies through the air, they here a mad cackling. They twist in the air to get a look at who, or what, just appeared, but catch the merest glimpse of bloodstained travel clothes and orange hair before the figure is gone.
Suddenly, a wild and rabid pair of Pantaloons appear! Be-heaveled, Be-wared, Be-denim'd and Be-gorillaing-you-up-right-the-gorilla-now, the Pantaloons unleash their deadly zipper-teeth and maulificate [TARGET] with wild abandon!. [TARGET] is almost completely unaffected, but nevertheless takes unkindly to this response, and being a supermarket, they counterattack with a vicious barrage of discounted shirts, evaporating the Pantaloons!
...Oh, right, the Heir was also in the crossfire of all of that, and managed to tear apart several armies worth of clothing as a result, although he didn't seem to be injured any by the crossfire. [TARGET] clearly doesn't care.
The Heir skids to a stop along the edge of the tower as the winds swirl once more. Another figure, some kind of angel, flies above the platform. They too radiate the same not-Player energy that the first figure did, but the Heir has no time to analyze it, nor a need to, as they immediately launch into an attack.
"I cast Pot of Greed. Pot of Greed allows me to draw two cards from the top of my deck. As both of the cards I just drew were also Pot of Greed, I play both of them as well, drawing four cards. This process continues for a full minute until my hand is full of twenty-four copies of Pot of Greed. As I am not allowed to have over six cards in my hand, I discard 18 cards. The discard pile is directly on top of the Heir's face, and all 18 cards are forcibly inserted sharp side first." and so it was written, and so it was attempted, but the Heir's Stand, which is also Pot of Greed, activates. He counts the attempted discard refuse as his deck, and swiftly collects the Pot of Greed cards. He plays them all in sequence similarly to the angel, before running out of cards. This is no issue, as he has his own custom card deck which he adds to the discard refuse, which allows him to collect quite a few cards which he places face down, before finally using up all the Pot of Greed cards. His discard pile, oddly enough, is the same place on the angel as the angel's was on him. How strange, and painful for the angel.
The Heir laughs as the wind swirls yet again, clearly enjoying this. But this time there are no figures in the center. Where...
The Heir quickly ducks. A boom is heard in the distance. A shotgun. The gunman is nowhere to be found.
The Heir notices the sky. It is on fire. Everything is burning. Looming over you, a molochian menace raises their axe, preparing to strike. At the last moment, it splits the ground beneath his feet instead, sending him spiralling towards the depths below.
He falls into a workshop unlike any other. Boards upon boards of writing are everywhere, but an empty suit of armour dominates your attention. A weapon stand seems to be missing a blade, but when something tries to stab him, he dodges. He is sent elsewhere.
He is now on the beach, an unusual experience. A creature emerges, towering over the tide. As its fractalline spines glow, it opens its mouth in his direction, only for it to be blasted with green flame. A flash.
He finds himself in a white space. A single figure stands over him. In stark contrast to the surroundings, they are silhouetted in black, save for their eyes: pale and terrible, twin dwarf stars in an otherwise perfect darkness. Grabbing at his neck in one hand, they try to run a sharpened rod through his chest, only to find they are stabbing at the wind.
The Heir staggers again as reality suddenly lurches back into being 'reality'. The next assault in the chain is heralded not by whispering wind, but by a thunderous crash.
A strange, metallic pod crashes down from above right into the center of the stone platform, somehow leaving a crater without actually going into the top of the tower any. It is a simple object without many features of note, covered in scratches, burn marks and patches of dirt from the descent. The only thing preventing it from being so completely unremarkable is a series of faded purple blocks of paint forming the vague shape of a chess piece. As the pod finally opens, the metal door being flung off far into the distance, a giant stone being with the head of a very recruiter horse emerges holding an ornately decorate shield and a massive, stone machete emerges. Enraged beyond any reason, it charges straight across the platform right at the Heir, trying to bash him with its shield, only to miss. Its charge ended, it brings down its machete with an overhead strike, attempting to cleave through the target of its arbitrary rage, only to be dodged again. As it begins its strike, a white and blue crystal falls from its backside, dislodged by the previous collusion.
All it has time to do is bring down the machete before it becomes an inanimate stone statue, frozen in position, and then nothing more than another whisper on the wind. (thanks to YV!)
As the Heir waits for the melodrama to summon another assailant, another figure, this one of some kind of young sorceress with an army made of crystal, stands across from him. Before the Heir can really do much the sorceress begins yammering.
"To Toast, a powerful combo attack on an unfortunate target requires three things. Power, combination, and an unfortunate target. Fortunately for her, she knows exactly how to acquire those things.
She pops down to the local hardware store, and purchases a drill and a small electricity generator to fuel it. After some intense haggling with the cashier she ends up paying 120% of the listed price for each. Truly a master of sales. After an hour or so winding up the generator, she plugs in the drill. She has power. She pulls the "trigger" twice to test it. She now also has the approval of the dad gods.
Next, she needs combination. It dawns on her now that this means needing to go back to the hardware store. After sneaking past security (she really was quite rude in her haggling), she tries looking for the strongest safe in the place. It would have to be hidden in a safe place. The safest place, even. And where would the safest place be but the strongest safe? 'Perfect,' she thinks, 'This train of thought got me nowhere.' The dad gods take pity on her, and decide to use their dad powers over hardware to deposit her in front of the safest safe (which is conveniently also the strongest safe and safest place). She tries to figure out a way to steal the safe, but can't logic out how a safe can be inside itself. So instead, she just steals the security system- she only needed a combination, after all.
Now, her final task. An unfortunate target. Toast doesn't just want to settle with unfortunate, though. She wants to make this target to be the least fortunate target to ever touch this plane of existence. But before she can do the that, she needs the target. She calls the hardware store, putting on the voice of a wealthy eccentric billionaire. She tells them she wants a target. Like one of those circular things people shoot arrows at. She says she'd like to order one. They say they don't have any. She says she'd like to order two. They say they're listening. She says she'll order their entire stock, provided they leave it out the front of the hardware store. They say its a deal. She hangs up without saying goodbye. Because that's just how stone cold she is. She picks up the target from the hardware store, taking on the appearance of a reviled target-stealer. They decide not to mess with her. She then makes the target the least lucky target in this plane of existence. She forces it to break mirrors, pass by black cats, move under ladders, and spill salt without then throwing it behind its shoulder.
And that's it. She sort of pushes the ingredients together, creating a powerful combo attack in the process."
The Heir waits, and quickly dodges as Toast tries to slam into him full force, and he is capable of preventing himself from being hit with the Ultimate Combo Attack(copyright, trademark, and patent of Toast) by way of dodging a couple times.
The Heir just sits there, looking up just in time to see as darkness flickers into being at the center of the platform.
A shadowy portal opens up from the flickering darkness, wide enough for a man to crawl through. Out of this portal climbs a black shadowy figure with a large warlock's cowl draped over his head. The glowing red X-like symbols on his chest and arms mark him as someone not to be trifled with, as does his singular glimmering right eye. However, this figure was summoned here to commit acts of carnage, and that's what he'll do. When the Heir sees him, he quickly notes, "Hello, I think the Red-X Robin outfit wannabe convention is that way." Pointing over his shoulder.
The Acolyte's apparition launches a swift pulse from his fingertips, disabling the Heir's ability to escape, which the Heir had no intent to use in the first place. Then, while advancing menacingly, the apparition fires upon him from a long burst of deadly dark missile fire from his palm, each missile firing like a rapidly fired machine gun bullet into the Heir's sword, which deflects them everywhere but at the target. As the apparition draws nearer, he suddenly switches from a slow advance into a terrifyingly swift rush, materializing dark needles around himself that propel themselves into the Heir as he sprints forwards, only to be cleanly shorn by the Heir's blade. During the charge, the apparition pulls out a jet-black sword, which he uses to release a smooth trio of sword strikes upon his target, which all get parried quickly, finishing with a strong upwards strike, pushing the Heir into the air a short distance because momentum doesn't just disappear when you block a swing.
As the Heir descends, the apparition jams both his hands into the ground, triggering the release of dark spikes from the area above him into the Heir, which knocks him further into the air as he blocks them, making a rain of needles fall down on the apparition as a side effect. The dark apparition readies his sword, ready to strike a presumed to be mortal blow as the Heir falls. When they reach the Acolyte's chest level, he hacks at them like a demon with his blade, lethally cleaving through thin air, before being swiftly slashed in kind by a smirking Heir.
Another portal opens up beneath the apparition, which he uses to exit as swiftly as he entered, now half the man he was upon entrance.
The Heir slams into the ground of the tower's roof in another superhero landing. Something tells them that if he fell off he'd have to go through phase 2 all over again and that's not really something he wants to be doing. Much too monotonous, and bad entertainment value to boot.
He stands back up as the entire top of the tower shudders with the footsteps of the newest, massive wraith of distant nothings. It appears to be some kind of enormous robot or drone.
"...Wait! I don't have anything prepared for this occasion! Give me a second."
The ghostly apparition vanishes. Time seems to stretch on for quite a lot longer than a second as the Heir waits for the ghostly apparition of Engie to return. Piono, presumably still hovering about somewhere in the surrounding darkness, coughs awkwardly, while the Heir lightly taps his toe, making a gesture that clearly seems to say, 'let's just get on with this". After about two minutes, which is well over a hundred seconds of time, he reappears, now carrying a strange gun-shaped weapon of some kind that is probably a gun. The only things that are really of note about it are the large canister on the side, and a dial that goes up to eleven...
"Okay, found what I was looking for. Just need to get this thing going, and you'll see something cool."
The apparition of Engie proceeds to crank the dial right up to twelve, despite that not being a setting, then apparently wanders out of view despite there being nowhere for him to go. The gun seems to sit there, the air around it growing gradually colder and colder, the weapon starting to shake and rattle... The apparition returns with a very large cup, decorated with a "#1 BIG GUY" on one side. He sits down nearby to watch the gun for a moment, then gets a look of concern on his... eyes. He doesn't have a proper face to have a concerned expression with, but he at least has eyes.
"...I forgot. I'm a ghost. And don't actually have... a drinky thing."
Beat.
"Well, darn."
And then the gun explodes. A cascade of ice roars out from all sides, coating everything in extremely cold temperatures, shards exploding out and ricocheting off of other ice shards as the abrupt temperature drop triggers a bunch of instabilities all at once. The temperature appears to be so absurdly cold that reality can't process it properly, and so before long, the endless ice cascade and explosions suddenly cease. One might be forgiven for thinking that that's all there is to it. But then... everything turns translucent white in a sense. A blue circle appears in the air, rotating slowly.
As it turns out, things freezing can mean a lot more than just really cold temperatures.
The Heir stops for a moment, and realizes that it's a loading symbol just in time for the entire attack sequence to freeze for buffering. He quickly does his part to help end the monotony of this attack by pushing out green and purple flames to increase overall temperature, making the buffering slowly go away.
*1 hour of Piono fixing the in-universe wifi later*
Ender suddenly drops out of the buffering, and he gets back to toe tapping as one would presume. He looks around, clearly beginning to get impatient. "Let's get on with it. Or maybe just skip to the end?" He is ignored.
A feeling of boredom us finally stopped by a tinge of fear projection hitting the Heir. Suddenly, a small but heavy object misses him, coming quite close to attaching to him with a click. It begins to power on on the floor, and the Heir suddenly realizes that the device is somehow reinforcing reality, weakening their ability to warp it. There's only one thing this could be - a Scranton Reality Anchor. Suddenly, an orange-tinted apparition materializes in front of the player.
"You like my toy? Well, I think you'll get acquainted with the others very soon."
He quickly smashes the 'toy', to the dismay of the figure.
The figure then solidifies into a warrior wearing advanced power armor.
Suddenly, the figure materializes an Omniblade and strikes at the Heir, superheated silicon carbide, capable of slashing through any armor he possesses. Unfortunately for the figure, all the Heir has is a blade which can survive much worse with ease, and that blade catches the strike along the flat, stopping it cold. The figure then leaps back and equips a large gun of some sort, connected to her armor with a thick power cable. After aiming it at the Heir, the figure pulls the trigger, the gun emitting a potent pulsed laser that gets reflected right back at her by a mirror shield with relative ease. After a few bursts of pulsed laser fire, the gun ceases firing and deploys heat radiators to vent the built up waste heat from the attack. After the gun has cooled down, the figure activates her suit's flight mode, deploying wings and miniature turbines from its backpack and launching into the air. As the Heir flies up and waits for her to continue, the figure makes potshots with her laser weapon at them, which get reflected back just as easily.
However, this is actually just a diversion meant to prevent the Heir from noticing the homing beacon that the figure had placed on him when the fight began. Unfortunately for her, the fight began with the little reality anchor he smashed, and the beacon is quite busted. Suddenly, it activates, and eight pods crash down from the sky, landing wildly in a random shape. They all deploy to reveal full-sized Scranton Reality Anchors, which then take aim at the player, further suppressing their powers. Unfortunately for them, his sword and speed are unenhanced most days, and they are cut through like butter before any harm can come to him.
It is at that point that a retrofuturistic spacecraft emerges from a portal and fires energy bolts at the Heir. Many quickly recognize the spacecraft as none other than the Planet Express Ship from Futurama. The Planet Express Ship circles the Heir, using its incredible speed and its ability to take short hops into the 4th dimension to dodge any of the constant instances of energy blasts being effortlessly flicked back at them with careful sword swings. Finally, the Planet Express Ship rockets away from the Heir at near lightspeed, only to return and fire two missiles at him before speeding upwards to avoid the blast. The missiles fly at him, only to be caught in fists composed of green fire and being returned to the bomb bay in an instant teleportation, detonating their antimatter warheads, creating a multi-meg with the shop's artillery right at the epicenter. After the attack, the Heir stands ready, only to look up and see the Planet Express Ship streaking towards them, somehow having working engines after that ! The Planet Express Ship performs its final attack, firing an intense beam of pure quantum energy at the Heir, which unfortunately finds him in a dark blue hoodie, and completely neutral to quantum energy. Right before it hits the ground, the Planet Express Ship does a dimensional drift, turning around in the 4th dimension and emerging back above the ground. Finally, the Planet Express Ship fades away, and the original figure is nowhere to be seen as well.
The Heir groans, "How long are these attacks going to continue? They don't seem any more effective than usual. If anything, they seem less."
Suddenly, there's a crackle of red light and searing heat, and Ender whirls around to see, yup, yet another figure standing at the center of the tower's apex preparing to beat the crap out of him.
The flickering apparition, a white skinned warrior in a red hoodie with lime green sunglasses, having been freshly summoned from the dead, notices the first thing wrong with his ghastly getup: his glasses have slid too far down his nose. With a wicked grin, the ghost tilts his head downwards and expertly performs a LV. 10 GLASSESTECH MANEUVER: SISYPHEAN PUSH. The unparalleled quantity of anime power contained in that single gesture is turned into potential energy, causing the very molecules of air around him to vibrate with excitement and a rumble to snake its way through the ground. Quickly raising his head all the way up until he's leering downwards at his target, a sneer slowly builds across the figure's face as a low growl escapes through his clenched teeth.
"Pathetic."
A shockwave erupts across the battlefield as the potential energy from the figure's glasses push immediately turns into kinetic energy, a dynamo of memetic malice cracking the earth and superheating individual air particles until their bonds break. The Heir is almost paralyzed with laughter, with one half of his mind being used to worse on tv, and the other too used to people with too much power to care. He would be moderately impressed at the might demonstrated not even from an attack, but from the latest apparition's opening appearance, but since he can sense a similar portion of sun energy to the thousands he is running on, the Heir is less than impressed. He tries to figure out what will happen playing and replaying countless scenarios in their head to predict just where the apparition will go from here, since there is nothing better to do. But try as he might, the opponent's expression proves inscrutable, his body at an almost perfect standstill as he looms in the air. They can't get a good read on his body language through the smokescreen of his glasses. The target is bored by indecision; the ghost's fortified lattice of meme magic has proven impenetrable. The Heir decides to sit down out of a lack of material to work with.
The figure then casually floats back down on the ground and walks over to his target while whistling an unfamiliar tune. He rummages through his jacket pockets, pulling out 39 cents of spare change, a pencil, a chainsaw, and a Christmas tree before finally finding what he was looking for: a set of acupuncture needles. Having made his way to the target's back, he cracks his knuckles, steadies his breathing, and begins his first acupuncture session. Sensing that the figure was delusional, the Heir finally gets to work. He snags the kit, and flips around the script a bit. Unfortunately for the target, he had never attempted acupuncture before in his life and was flying completely blind. Somehow he hits all points to induce paralysis on his first try, his hoodie glowing orange as he does so. After being mindwiped and having the pins pulled out, the figure considers his work done and walks off into the sunset.
Picking himself up through the abject temptation to sleep out of boredom and confusion at the brief appearance of a sunset despite none of the other apparitions getting a proper exit animation, the Heir readies himself for the next attack.
Suddenly the air crackles with chaotic energy. The Heir worries for a second as entropic power ripples through the sky, preparing in case Piono had somehow resummoned Go An Na, but relaxes for the briefest moment as he sees the source to instead be some kind of giant... eldritch... butterfly.
The Heir says, "I smell chaos, do you smell chaos? I do indeed smell chaos. Want to bring out Chaos? Indubitably."
With that, the Heir goes into a hole in reality for a moment, replaced by a D&D character half the Heir whipped up one time, a warlock Tiefling who was also infected into becoming a Slaad. All that was intentional.
The Butterfly stares down upon its prey below. How pitiful the creature is, compared to its magnificent splendour! Or at least, that's what the Butterfly thinks. With a flap of the wings, the wheel of fate turns, the scales of life tip, and the hand crank of time and space... cranks. For the Chaos Butterfly has unleashed its magnificent, unpredictable power in the form of a paradox roll! (wait don't those not work anymore "SHHHH let him do his attack!") The entire universe lies at the mercy of this roll! The dice of the galaxy roll and tumble, and...
(3405)
...While this would be considered a bad roll for most people, the Chaos Butterfly has always been able to extract good fortune from rolls even as bad as a (100). Such are the perks of being a creature made of pure Chaos! It stretches its eyestem in preparation for attack- kind of like stretching, except for a gigantic horrific cyclopean butterfly. Except, its stem never really seems to stop stretching. In fact, it's stretching at an incredible rate! The eye of the Chaos Butterfly swerves down towards Chaos, the Tiefling! As it nears the foe, a pulsar of crimson liquid and vibrant energy rips out of the eyeball as it rips itself in two, revealing a gigantic maw of entropic devastation! The eye tries to slam into the unfortunate Chaos, ripping out a chunk of him as it comes by, only to be hit by a random school bus. The constantly expanding stem provides enough propulsion for it to turn on a dime, and try again to rip out a chunk of the target, only to be ran into by a single atom with the mass of a universe, knocking it back! This goes on for quite some time, and Chaos continues to be completely unfazed by this being. In fact, he begins to take a shine to it.
Eventually, the eyestem suddenly contracts, trying to wrap itself around Chaos! It instead catches an electric eel! It's strangulated by the twisted flesh, which gets shocked in turn! However, in a messy fashion, the eyeball of the Butterfly suddenly tears from the stem, rolling a short distance away from the Eel. While one might think that the Butterfly has just blinded itself, the problem is immediately remedied by the eyeball floating back up to the Butterfly, growing a new stem, and replacing the now eyeless stem with the stem it just grew. The now-disconnected stem suddenly takes on a will of its own, and attempts to tangle itself around Chaos even more, before suddenly contracting even tighter than before! This time, it latched onto Taz from Looney Tunes, with the tornado filled expected result!
The Butterfly's eyeball suddenly seals up, and charges up an incredible amount of energy! This energy is unleashed in a torrential beam, which tears clean through a mirror, giving it a major case of total vaporization. Then, to everyone's shock, Chaos pulls out a ring and proposes to the Butterfly! The Butterfly accepts, and they both float off into the sunset from Split's attack to plan their wedding.
The Heir reappears, and one side of him simply asks, "What… was that? I think some sort of courtship, from their perspective."
The Heir stands there, and then looks up to see a sneering face with a scar across its right eye looking down at him. The Heir begins to get irritated at Piono, as while the energy doesn't match exactly, if most of the previous apparitions' action compared to energy signature is anything to go by, who or whatever this is, they're a godmodder.
Before the Heir can move out of the way the figure's hand lashes out and wraps around the Heir's throat, ripping him off the ground and tossing him through the air towards the other side of the platform. The Heir quickly flips over and prepares, pulling out his sword. The Godmodder whips out an enormous black hammer, and then throws it. The hammer slams into the Heir's sword as it spins, pushing him further out, out past the precipice of the tower, before it boomerangs back in to the one who threw it and taking the Heir along with it. The figure uppercuts with their mechanical arm, cobalt blue fire wrapping around it and blasting at the Heir with a geyser of searing flame that latches onto a shield of purple flame, before slamming him towards the ground, which is blocked by a purple shield of similar material.
"To think I was called here to fight such a pathetic excuse for a Descendant…"
The Heir says, "Well whatever a descendant is, I am not it. What I am is not even trying yet, and significantly less delusional than everyone else in this attack animation."
The figure turns around, beginning to walk away. As the Heir stands up , an enormous mechanical fist slams into his sword, pushing him against the stone before launching him up into the air. He gets a look at the enormous towering robot, some kind of zombie giant, before an enormous stream of water slams into him and launches him away in a powerful deluge rivaling and even surpassing that of the horrifyingly strong spray Piono once unleashed with his own powers against the True Darkshard. The Heir's hoodie turns red, giving him more time to react as another blast slams into him, sending him flying once more as necrotic energies are deflected off him by his hoodie turning a brown, and sending him up into the open maw of a mighty black and purple dragon that he quickly slashes a way out through the back of the head, right before it smashes its mouth shut.
The four enormous mechanical beasts curl up on themselves as Ender watches, forming into enormous spheres of metal and crackling power, before slamming into him in enormous crashes of dark fire, pounding water, necrotic energy, and pure force, which he mangles quickly with his sword in a flurry of swings.
Ender looks up, and suddenly sees what was once black void around him is instead filled with scores upon scores of spaceships, bristling with guns, all trained on him. "While I'm here, I suppose I might as well do my best. A god should never deal in half measures, after all." They open fire, a deluge of every kind of weaponry imaginable from fire and ice to crackling lightning that flows through reality itself to beams of energy that would sear the Heir's very being and nature from his bones, but somehow, its exact counter is directly in front of it, as portals spread out, making it so that every attack type counters every oher attack type at once. He floats upwards as the ships disappear and their barrage draws to a close only to see the figure floating over him, smiling cruelly, with an enormous superlaser held in his hands. He flicks it upwards and a wave of pure destruction engulfs the entire platform, before he slams it down at the Heir, with a mirror shield wall blasting it back at him, creating a cataclysmic explosion that could be heard from other planets had it been used elsewhere.
The Heir ceases crouching. This is actually getting kind of hard to handle. Cool.
The flickering fires and settling dust immediately and suddenly dies off, with no prior warning. In fact, it seemed as though everything had. No one, no thing, not a single atom, dared to move. There was total stillness — and then the trumpets began to call. A set of nine blaring horns ringing from an unknown corner, and accompanying them, one piercing, radiant set of sunbeams, despite the lack of an accompanying sun.
Trailing down from the heavens, suspended in this luminescence, was a literally angelic figure, covered in robes awash in a gradient from the color of a pale sky at high noon to a brilliant ultramarine. A pair of feathered wings slowed their descent, and pearly white hands poked out from their long, flowing sleeves. A swaying, multifaceted pendant was slung around where their neck should have been, with a floating, similarly white pyramid set in the spot of their head. Whoever this figure was, they seemed to be a Serif, come from the annals of Heaven itself — an emissary of the most holy entity in any possible existence, though not the real deal.
This did not, however, make the Serif any slouch in combat. Touching down to the ground, his hands suddenly crossed. An arch of nine symbols, familiar to anyone who dabbled in a very particular brand of the occult, blinked into being around him, with each one lighting up in sequence and launching a corresponding volley at the target. Of course, by this point they had recognized the danger crackling around every point in the arena and are tensed to counter the Serif. The Serif tries to chain him, and it WOULD have, had they not felt a corruption creep up them when they made any attempt, in a very metaphysical sense, as though their essence was being corrupted, being tugged at by an incredibly malicious god.
The first symbol shot a serpentine tendril of bubbling, slithering ink, which tries to constrict the Heir and choke his every thought with unbound knowledge. Instead, it manages to be pulled around to hit the Serif instead through skilled dodging, causing every conceivable word, symbol, and glyph raced through their mind, their blood running black and spilling out of where their mouth would be. The second symbol shot a serpentine tendril of corrupted, pixelated chunks, spiraling outward into a shockwave that tore through the very earth. The ground shuddered and collapsed, blinking through the soil of thousands of universes simultaneously, and the Heir undergoes a similar transmutation, as though they were suddenly completely unsure of what plane of existence they were even on. This would be big, but being the Heir parallel has bits of this constantly, so it is mostly underwhelming. The third symbol shot a serpentine tendril of blinding light and deafening sound, intertwining and converging on the target. Every possible spectrum of light — the ubiquitous visible rainbow, the boiling infrared, the cancerous ultraviolet, and everything in every direction — and every possible sound — the ringing in one's ears, the downpour of metallic rain, the castrophany of fire coming out of a monkey's head, and everything in every direction — collided around the Serif, turning its entire world into one of color and mayhem.
The fourth symbol shot a serpentine tendril of jagged, reflective crystal, sharpened with one billion edges each, that is caught by the sword the Heir wields, which somehow shows the same cutting edge, and they both reach a draw. If anyone had been able to watch, they would have seen, extending throughout any possible horizon, an infinitude of copies of the Heir and the crystal snake engaged in their dance, repeated at every and any point in time. An eternity of repeated slashes, compressed into a single moment. The fifth symbol shot a serpentine tendril of scalding fuchsia flame, choking the very air around the Heir and burning away at the earth, cinders dancing in the void, with a thick layer of green and purple fire keeping them from direct contact. The flame refined itself, splitting and sectioning into a conflagration of weaponry: swords and rifles, chainsaws and railguns, brass knuckles and grand pianos, and anything else that could wage war. At once, an unseen command was given to, well, fire. And so they did, only to find themselves shot at the Serif instead. The sixth symbol shot a serpentine tendril of pitch-black stone, keening and scraping, folding in on itself, menacing not just the Heir, but the whole of the arena with its presence. Gradually growing in form and scope, the tendril tumulted into a tower of stone, precariously hovering over the Heir. Then, with no fanfare, it unceremoniously toppled to the ground, absolutely crushing the ground he was on just moments ago, fragmenting the sky and the earth into monochrome tones, pitching the whole of existence between life and death.
The seventh symbol shot a serpentine tendril of brilliant stained light, evocative of the very same sunbeam the Serif rode down upon. The halo flowed through the Heir, washing everything in the peace and care of a higher power. Yet, as though a switch had been flicked, the beam fell into a chain of burning brimstone, a demonic laser of blood that roared like a lion, shackling the Heir with his own sin. This sin turns out to be mostly minor, except for something on his skin which reaches up the tendril, forcing the Serif to cut it off before it could harm the creature, or the energy could harm the Heir. The eighth symbol shot a serpentine tendril of an ice chilled to its foundations that flickered with white-hot flame. The temperature of the entire arena seized, stuck between an approximate of absolute zero and the interior of a star. The Heir personally lets a portion of one of his purple stars out, and sits in it until the process is over. The ninth symbol shot a serpentine tendril of interlocking golden geometry, trying to grab at the corners of the Heir's form in too many places to count. They instead grab tendril number six, which explodes quite violently as a result.
Moving through the carnage, the Serif had no words, and no thoughts. Only the word of god coursed through its veins. Placed in front of their pyramidal head, a tenth symbol blinked into being. The Serif's right hand surged with a hallowed, kaleidoscopic flame. Reeling back their body, they let loose a single punch, missing the Heir entirely before that same punch appears in a trans temporal portal, hitting him with a thunderclap that rocked the arena out of its stupor and issued forth a cloud of smoke, ash, and the power of divinity. (Thanks to everyone who wrote Piono's 3rd phase for him!)
The Heir just sits down as he waits for Piono to get back to fighting. He looked up as Piono floated down from the darkness, materializing from the wind much as the various apparitions did except to full solidity. Still trying to not be caught unawares, the Heir doesn't even realize that the final, greatest attack was finally too much for the top of the tower, which has caved in in many places, and is slowly disintegrating and crumbling from the center outwards.
Piono grins down at the Heir. "Had enough yet?"
The Heir smirks, "That last one was fairly good, but I'm not done yet."
Piono smiles wickedly, and all of reality suddenly seems to shatter.
A loading screen appears as Piono's narrator wastes the entire phase pointlessly chattering. Then we hit 5th phase.
The Heir yawns as he waits for an actual attack.
The air no longer crackles with freedom, and the world is no longer spinning, spinning...
Piono looks rather exhausted, even.
But that can't be it just yet, another song just started. From the looks of things it's the last one though, the Heir just needs to stay awake a little longer.
Piono crackles with energy, and lifts his arms forwards. "I think it's time I went out with a bang."
He pulls his arms in and energy from everything within the flickering void of psychedelic final boss battle chaos spirals inwards into his chest. He suddenly swells with size, and begins radiating an immense amount of power.
"It's about time you saw what I can do when I REALLY put my mind to it."
He pulses his arms forwards an…
Error happened. Odd. Apparently the attack was too graphic for normal showing. Summary is that reality was erased at least once, slapstick comedy occurred only for Piono to realize he is the aggressor in that instance, and got pretty mangled by his own attacks, and I think the Heir tossed a few stars worth of energy around each second which wasn't slapstick.
We're done, right? Unfortunately no. Piono decided to play a little trick, so a counter was set up. To preface this, know that Piono has stated in his attack and defense that his attack happens first. Even if not, the Heir set up what is about to happen before Piono pulled his trick, if we presume each battle took about the same time. Let's read.
The Heir suddenly lands in a superfluous superhero landing, because he can, and stares up into a greyish red sky. He groans and stands up, looking around. He seems to be on top of an apartment building in a somewhat wrecked city. As if a war had torn through it some time ago, and then it had been abandoned, leaving all of the already damaged buildings to degrade further. It reminds the Purple now Black voice of aftermaths of battles he had not arrived at in time. Some buildings are gone, quite a few are mostly destroyed, almost all of them show some sign of significant damage, but a few here and there just look a bit run down as opposed to significantly disturbed. Fortunately, the one the Heir is standing on seems to be one of those.
The Heir surveys the city, it's desolate. The clouds in the sky are churning, and the few brief gaps he sees further up beyond show an angry red sky. Like a sunset over a forest fire, except the whole thing. A few stars peek through it, so it's probably nighttime. The clouds and sky still seem to be glowing a bit themselves, so the city is just sorta dismally grey instead of dark and shadowed. The only major building still standing is a massive tower at the center of town. There are lights going up the side of it, and it reaches into the clouds so that he can't see the top of it.
And then there's a crack of thunder. The Heir turns around to see Piono rising to his feet on a rooftop across the street from him. "You know, we weave our attacks from stories, and the best stories have raw emotion in them. So perhaps I'll show you a bit of the emotion behind mine. You better have a good return serve for me." His eyes flash brilliantly for a brief moment. "Because I'm not pulling any punches this time around."
"Good to know I can kick things into high gear as well." the Heir says with a smirk. "If you hadn't noticed, the defense round is much more powerful than any offense, because you rewrite your enemy's attack in the process. I suggest you don't presume anything you do will work."
Piono and the Heir stare each other down, Piono seemingly waiting for something, the Heir watching his surroundings, guessing that Piono controls enough of the area to be dangerous. And then he sees the glow forming around Piono. Little particles of light are moving in around his body, drifting through the walls, air, and ground, and moving into him. Piono closes his eyes for a brief moment and sighs, and the Heir simply watches, having watched enough Dragonball to understand proper powerup etiquette.
Piono opens his eyes again and tilts his head, the arm jolting sideways and trying to launch the Heir through several buildings, only to be deflected into said buildings, as another arm erupts out of Piono's back, this one made of some kind of slimy goop but crackling with electricity and flashes of light. He stretches his two normal arms outwards and the light motes rush inwards creating a shell of powerful energy that radiates outwards, pushing the Heir backwards a bit, as he waits for the form's conclusion. In the depths of it he can see Piono's silhouette starting to change...
"Do you remember... all that we've lost?"
Nubs appear around his torso.
"All that we created just so it could fade away into obscurity?"
They reach outwards into longer forms.
"How everything we build here will come crashing down whether we win or not?"
Finally, shapes coalesce at the end of these growths.
"Because I remember. I have not forgotten, and I don't think I ever could."
The Heir replies, "I recall loss as well, but that does not mean everything built here shall crash down. Only the parts made through player power alone shall fail," his hoodie flickering through many different colors, "and I use a bit more than just player powers."
The light pulses outwards in a burst of blinding light and searing heat. Piono rises in the air, real arms folded, 8 massive extra arms growing out of his back. The one of void and static from before, another of the strange energized goop, a third of living fire complemented by a fourth of blue sparkling crystal. Two more pairs, one made of an arm seemingly carved from glowing magical symbols and an arm built of clockwork and steam apparatuses, the other being made of an arm formed of pure hardlight and the other clearly robotic in nature, adorn his back, making him almost look like some sort of Doctor Octopus wannabe, but with a higher special effects budget.
"Welcome to a realm carved of memories and frozen realms that never truly were. Where what I remember and what I truly experienced were molded together and then ripped to shreds. Where old gods danced and played and died in the twists and turns within my own mind as entire universes were fabricated just to get me to fight an even greater evil."
Shadows begin to flicker in the air behind him. It looks like... silhouettes. Figures floating in the air and shimmering into existence. An entire army, and as ender watches they start to become more solid, and flicker, as if beginning to gain color.
"But then I was gone and they suddenly mattered so little as to not exist anymore... It's as they used to say I suppose..."
Two of Piono's arms reach downwards, and using the crumbling building as a launching off point, throw him towards the Heir where two more arms grip the pavement and pull him to a stop a short distance in front of the Heir, but ripping up the street in the process.
"Long live the new gods."
The Heir simply looks to Piono, and then some items begin to fly out of his inventory. An arm composed of obsidian, bespeckled with the style of an enchantment table. Another composed of pistons and redstone follows. An arm of green false flames appears alongside them, with a purple crystal one complimenting it. "What, did you think you were the only one who could attempt to be a supercharged Doc Ock ripoff? We are players, after all. Although I will admit, you have somewhat of a numbers advantage," suddenly, two copies of him, although in slightly different forms of his outfit, arrive, "so this should even up the odds a bit."
And then Piono attacks, a beam of multicolored energy sweeping downwards and carving straight through the building at the Heir, who pulls out a mirrored shield which deflects it back at Piono. The Heir steps backwards, and Piono's arms, seemingly spiralling around his back with each step like a wheel, leaving different ones on the bottom with every step he takes. As he marches towards the Heir, each arm reaches out, expecting an attack, but the Heir just swiftly knocks them aside with his sword, or slashes the arm apart, forcing each arm to reform when it tests him, while they also try to shepherd him along whenever he tries to outmaneuver Piono, launching forward at unbelievable speeds to try grab him and smash him through another building as Piono pushes forwards towards him in an overblown maelstrom of fire, lasers, and magical blasts that seem to burn through everything except the Heir's weapons, as if somehow slightly more real than anything around them, although they don't seem to have any more reality than the Heir's sword.
The Heir soon realizes that Piono's not actually trying to hurt him. Hit him, yes, but all of the attacks that do land are either deflected or just weren't very strong. The full force of the aura Piono's arms seem to be providing him with hasn't been thrown at the Heir yet. Finally, the Heir winds up with his back against the wall, trapped in a back alley street with actually mostly still standing buildings around him. Piono's extra arms smash into the walls, causing the sides of the alley to suddenly glow with immense power, and Piono launches himself forwards, trying to slamming into the Heir and crashing through the wall, attempting to sending the two of them tumbling out into a massive ruined plaza. The Heir, however, simply alters himself to be temporarily intangible, and ducks through a wall, letting Piono do a bull impression through the wall alone.
Once the Heir walks back over to where Piono was, their duel starts in earnest, Piono for some reason exclusively using his arms though that doesn't seem to limit him much as every single one of them has a variety of powers that twist and grow together when combined in nature. From the miniaturized timestops and blasts of steam from the clockpunk arm to the sudden glitchy repositioning and total disruption of everything of the void arm, the Heir has his hands a bit full, but then the clones he made get back to helping out arrive. The timestops suddenly find themselves with no time to stop, and the void arm suddenly finds itself filling with random matter, while Piono is assaulted personally with the arms the Heir summoned, green flames and purple crystals flowing everywhere.
"You seem very focused on our little bout here, and while I must say you're still an impressive combatant."
Piono's 'ground' arms suddenly lurch, launching him backwards out of the way of a massive blast of missiles that abruptly ram into the Heir's arms from the sky.
"You aren't that great at keeping an eye on what's actually going on."
The Heir looks up into the sky and see the army of shadows from before, no longer ghosts but still appearing very ephemeral. As if everything, from the gods radiating power to the massive floating war machines, were merely ghosts.
The Heir says, "I would have noticed had they been there more than two seconds ago, but since they weren't, I suggest you stop grandstanding."
"Or maybe it's because I rigged it against you. Who knows. Hope you can fight on multiple fronts."
The Heir snickers, "You want multiple fronts? Fine then."
And then the waves of attacks begin flowing in, as the figures begin swarming down to assist Piono's incoming strikes. The Heir summons an army of himself clones, once more of all different hoodie colors and styles. every so often one of the memory wraiths dive-bombs right into the swarm of Heir clones, but it seems that they always hit one which is teal, and are rebuffed by mental barriers. The wraith slams into him, vanishing as it does so as if it were never there, but the memories are instead placed into storage automatically, leaving no openings for Piono's attacks.
Memories flood the storage of his head as wraith after wraith slams into him. Of children who laughed and played in villages now forever frozen in time, of gods both valiant and sinister fighting with weapons that scorched the skies, of massive metal behemoths built for conquest and the bands of adventurers who joined together to destroy them. Waves and waves of people and places, of smiles, tears, and angry rants. Entire universes just to prop up somebody's memories and then left to decay by the very function that built them and the overwhelming melancholy and anger that runs in Piono's blood knowing that he himself is the only reason for their pointless existence and frozen torture.
The teal Heir clones start trying to sift through the memories but it takes a long time to adjust to the flow of memories that rush into their heads, so they find themselves mostly worthless in real combat. The fact that they are only a small portion of the army, however, keeps them safe.
This continues, Piono laying into them with strike after strike both from himself and his memories. Finally, the Heir begins to think clearly past the combat of the second. He's blocked a lot of heavy hits, but it doesn't seem the attack is over just yet...
One of Piono's arms try to grab him and slam into the ground again, but the Heir's harms hold their ground, digging into the ground as they do so. "Get up. That may have been some cheap tricks on my part, but you stand up and finish this fight properly." The Heir questions whether Piono is a bit delusional about how the fight is going, and gets back to work.
Back and forth, arms and twisted power of memories (though no longer backed by the phantoms, it seems all of them finally either delivered their payload or were dispersed by ender's own counterattacks) versus the army the Heir pulled from between dimensions to counter them, Piono somehow always being totally separated from the Heir's attacks except for on the arms,(which reform almost immediately) and finally, after what feels like hours of fighting (though in reality is a good deal less) he slams down right in the center of Piono's core.
The arms fracture as Piono tumbles backwards across the pavement, and he collapses inwards. The arms shattering, with the cracks that streak out from them reaching into the world around them out and backwards until they reach up into the sky and pieces of the world begin to cave in and vanish into nothingness.
The Heir sighs as the world shatters and breaks around him, an awful wind howling around him and beating him back with a power that feels almost like its threatening to drive his very being to extinction. So he floats upwards.
"Another world, another life, thus was my end. Did you think such an attack would be my end? Here is what the end feels like." With that Piono suddenly feels the very thing he now causes. He feels the erasure of a reality, hopeless to stop or change it.
The Heir looks out towards the only structure that seems to still be standing, and looks to Piono. "I suppose this is the next section of your little assault? Oh well, time to move forwards." He begins to float towards the structure.
Phantoms and banshees, much like from before during the Piono fight but twisted and enraged, trying to fight and claw at both the Heir and his consciousness, flood the streets and try to tear at him, dragging back towards the darkness in an attempt to tear him apart atom by atom and thought by thought. They seem to lack much capacity to stay in the erasure, while the Heir, with his hoodie colored a dark blue, feels no ill effects except for feeling slightly tingly, being the only thing existing in that area.
Until suddenly, he's at the tower. With the 'world' crumbling behind him he makes his way through the door and then slowly closes it behind him. The storm outside pounds against the walls, but it cannot reach in, and soon all is quiet once more.
He looks upwards, the tower is big, and there seems to be some kind of platforming series on the way up the tower. Fortunately it leaves enough space between them to fly... up.
The Heir abruptly realizes that his Player powers are being stifled. He's running on physical might and speed alone, no special upgrades, flight, or anything of the sort right now. Unfortunately for Piono, the Heir is part minecraft avatar, and just begins using the nerd pole technique up the center. If gravity doesn't effect the material you build with correctly without you doing anything, it is safe to just build upwards.
He swiftly builds upwards because he knows that if there's something like that about to happen then there's an additional catch.
Which there is. The floor begins to bubble and roil, until it suddenly just shatters entirely, falling away into an inky abyss that rises up and consumes the dropping pieces. Flashes of power and dark energy flicker throughout it all as it begins to rise, heading up towards the Heir's location and leaving him no time to rest as it rises, sending up bubbles and blasts of dark energy that punch holes in the already precarious platforming that the Heir woud be doing to ascend, were he not well equipped enough.
He looks down as he begins his mad build upwards, and he sees Piono looking up out of it. Piono grins, and then sinks down into it again.
The Heir quickly builds up to the top, managing to avoid the platforming entirely by virtue of proper planning and supplies. He wonders if he will be able to try it out under less strenuous circumstances some time, but he feels just skipping to the fight is better currently.
The Heir slowly climbs up out of a hatch in the top of the tower, having finally made it all the way up to the roof. He climbs up onto the stone floor, and begins to eat some watermelon slices to replenish his hunger, since his powers were not active down there, he expended a good bit when he had to jump onto the platforming to avoid a power splash.
"Should I give you a moment?" The Heir simply nods, before quickly finishing eating, and feeling his powers all return to normal. "Thanks for giving me a second. Was a bit peckish anyways. Not needing food doesn't mean it isn't enjoyable. Although I do question on that pinch pilling comment earlier."
"You're right I lied about that, absolutely. It's not like he's the godmodder or anything I can give him a moment to catch his breath between beatdowns."
The Heir begins to wonder what drugs Piono must have made out of his own hype Piono is high on, and whether more of it is in there than blood.
The Heir finishes thinking and turns, but Piono isn't there.
Nothing is.
Atop the tower, he can see nothing. Empty void surrounds the tower's apex on every side upwards. Looking over the side reveals that the angry red clouds from the first segment are still swirling around it, but a good deal further below where he is now. This looks like the perfect place for a boss arena. The Heir turns as a susurration informs him that his adversary has properly formed at the center of the platform.
Piono looks at him, and then suddenly blurs. It's almost as if his visage is overlaid against the void itself, suddenly.
"Between memories and despair not many things continue to move forward, but even those who do will eventually reach an end. Let's see how you deal with things that have long since reached that end."
"I never saw an end that wasn't a beginning. Never had that choice, really, so I am fine with seeing things that truly have ended."
A cold wind blows from the depths of the eternities. Harsh, and bitter. A chill that cuts ender down to the soul. Metaphorically (mostly) of course, it isn't actually part of the attack instead being set dressing. The distant past is soon to be recalled, and even as the future dims further and further perhaps a little light can be shed by origins from beyond time and causality. The wind twists and swirls in the center of the arena and the air in the miniature cyclone suddenly blurs, leaving behind a somewhat transparent yet still sinister and threatening figure in a red cloak. They seem demonic in nature, but still radiate player energy... or at least, something similar to it. It doesn't seem to match exactly.
Suddenly, flames burst into being around the edges of the platform, casting shadows in every direction and the figure suddenly leaps into the air, brandishing a massive scythe. The figure motions with the scythe, creating a thousand scythes out of the shadows cast on the ground. Each scythe surrounds the Heir, and tries to slice into their legs, crippling them, only to be blocked by an array of portals. Then, the shadowed figure himself swoops down trying to hook the Heir's neck and fling them upwards, only to he caught by a sword, and tossed upwards instead. A purple portal appears and fires a stream of fire balls, slamming into the figure and launching them away. The Heir quickly follows, figuring it the best way to keep up the fight.
As the Heir flies through the air, they here a mad cackling. They twist in the air to get a look at who, or what, just appeared, but catch the merest glimpse of bloodstained travel clothes and orange hair before the figure is gone.
Suddenly, a wild and rabid pair of Pantaloons appear! Be-heaveled, Be-wared, Be-denim'd and Be-gorillaing-you-up-right-the-gorilla-now, the Pantaloons unleash their deadly zipper-teeth and maulificate [TARGET] with wild abandon!. [TARGET] is almost completely unaffected, but nevertheless takes unkindly to this response, and being a supermarket, they counterattack with a vicious barrage of discounted shirts, evaporating the Pantaloons!
...Oh, right, the Heir was also in the crossfire of all of that, and managed to tear apart several armies worth of clothing as a result, although he didn't seem to be injured any by the crossfire. [TARGET] clearly doesn't care.
The Heir skids to a stop along the edge of the tower as the winds swirl once more. Another figure, some kind of angel, flies above the platform. They too radiate the same not-Player energy that the first figure did, but the Heir has no time to analyze it, nor a need to, as they immediately launch into an attack.
"I cast Pot of Greed. Pot of Greed allows me to draw two cards from the top of my deck. As both of the cards I just drew were also Pot of Greed, I play both of them as well, drawing four cards. This process continues for a full minute until my hand is full of twenty-four copies of Pot of Greed. As I am not allowed to have over six cards in my hand, I discard 18 cards. The discard pile is directly on top of the Heir's face, and all 18 cards are forcibly inserted sharp side first." and so it was written, and so it was attempted, but the Heir's Stand, which is also Pot of Greed, activates. He counts the attempted discard refuse as his deck, and swiftly collects the Pot of Greed cards. He plays them all in sequence similarly to the angel, before running out of cards. This is no issue, as he has his own custom card deck which he adds to the discard refuse, which allows him to collect quite a few cards which he places face down, before finally using up all the Pot of Greed cards. His discard pile, oddly enough, is the same place on the angel as the angel's was on him. How strange, and painful for the angel.
The Heir laughs as the wind swirls yet again, clearly enjoying this. But this time there are no figures in the center. Where...
The Heir quickly ducks. A boom is heard in the distance. A shotgun. The gunman is nowhere to be found.
The Heir notices the sky. It is on fire. Everything is burning. Looming over you, a molochian menace raises their axe, preparing to strike. At the last moment, it splits the ground beneath his feet instead, sending him spiralling towards the depths below.
He falls into a workshop unlike any other. Boards upon boards of writing are everywhere, but an empty suit of armour dominates your attention. A weapon stand seems to be missing a blade, but when something tries to stab him, he dodges. He is sent elsewhere.
He is now on the beach, an unusual experience. A creature emerges, towering over the tide. As its fractalline spines glow, it opens its mouth in his direction, only for it to be blasted with green flame. A flash.
He finds himself in a white space. A single figure stands over him. In stark contrast to the surroundings, they are silhouetted in black, save for their eyes: pale and terrible, twin dwarf stars in an otherwise perfect darkness. Grabbing at his neck in one hand, they try to run a sharpened rod through his chest, only to find they are stabbing at the wind.
The Heir staggers again as reality suddenly lurches back into being 'reality'. The next assault in the chain is heralded not by whispering wind, but by a thunderous crash.
A strange, metallic pod crashes down from above right into the center of the stone platform, somehow leaving a crater without actually going into the top of the tower any. It is a simple object without many features of note, covered in scratches, burn marks and patches of dirt from the descent. The only thing preventing it from being so completely unremarkable is a series of faded purple blocks of paint forming the vague shape of a chess piece. As the pod finally opens, the metal door being flung off far into the distance, a giant stone being with the head of a very recruiter horse emerges holding an ornately decorate shield and a massive, stone machete emerges. Enraged beyond any reason, it charges straight across the platform right at the Heir, trying to bash him with its shield, only to miss. Its charge ended, it brings down its machete with an overhead strike, attempting to cleave through the target of its arbitrary rage, only to be dodged again. As it begins its strike, a white and blue crystal falls from its backside, dislodged by the previous collusion.
All it has time to do is bring down the machete before it becomes an inanimate stone statue, frozen in position, and then nothing more than another whisper on the wind. (thanks to YV!)
As the Heir waits for the melodrama to summon another assailant, another figure, this one of some kind of young sorceress with an army made of crystal, stands across from him. Before the Heir can really do much the sorceress begins yammering.
"To Toast, a powerful combo attack on an unfortunate target requires three things. Power, combination, and an unfortunate target. Fortunately for her, she knows exactly how to acquire those things.
She pops down to the local hardware store, and purchases a drill and a small electricity generator to fuel it. After some intense haggling with the cashier she ends up paying 120% of the listed price for each. Truly a master of sales. After an hour or so winding up the generator, she plugs in the drill. She has power. She pulls the "trigger" twice to test it. She now also has the approval of the dad gods.
Next, she needs combination. It dawns on her now that this means needing to go back to the hardware store. After sneaking past security (she really was quite rude in her haggling), she tries looking for the strongest safe in the place. It would have to be hidden in a safe place. The safest place, even. And where would the safest place be but the strongest safe? 'Perfect,' she thinks, 'This train of thought got me nowhere.' The dad gods take pity on her, and decide to use their dad powers over hardware to deposit her in front of the safest safe (which is conveniently also the strongest safe and safest place). She tries to figure out a way to steal the safe, but can't logic out how a safe can be inside itself. So instead, she just steals the security system- she only needed a combination, after all.
Now, her final task. An unfortunate target. Toast doesn't just want to settle with unfortunate, though. She wants to make this target to be the least fortunate target to ever touch this plane of existence. But before she can do the that, she needs the target. She calls the hardware store, putting on the voice of a wealthy eccentric billionaire. She tells them she wants a target. Like one of those circular things people shoot arrows at. She says she'd like to order one. They say they don't have any. She says she'd like to order two. They say they're listening. She says she'll order their entire stock, provided they leave it out the front of the hardware store. They say its a deal. She hangs up without saying goodbye. Because that's just how stone cold she is. She picks up the target from the hardware store, taking on the appearance of a reviled target-stealer. They decide not to mess with her. She then makes the target the least lucky target in this plane of existence. She forces it to break mirrors, pass by black cats, move under ladders, and spill salt without then throwing it behind its shoulder.
And that's it. She sort of pushes the ingredients together, creating a powerful combo attack in the process."
The Heir waits, and quickly dodges as Toast tries to slam into him full force, and he is capable of preventing himself from being hit with the Ultimate Combo Attack(copyright, trademark, and patent of Toast) by way of dodging a couple times.
The Heir just sits there, looking up just in time to see as darkness flickers into being at the center of the platform.
A shadowy portal opens up from the flickering darkness, wide enough for a man to crawl through. Out of this portal climbs a black shadowy figure with a large warlock's cowl draped over his head. The glowing red X-like symbols on his chest and arms mark him as someone not to be trifled with, as does his singular glimmering right eye. However, this figure was summoned here to commit acts of carnage, and that's what he'll do. When the Heir sees him, he quickly notes, "Hello, I think the Red-X Robin outfit wannabe convention is that way." Pointing over his shoulder.
The Acolyte's apparition launches a swift pulse from his fingertips, disabling the Heir's ability to escape, which the Heir had no intent to use in the first place. Then, while advancing menacingly, the apparition fires upon him from a long burst of deadly dark missile fire from his palm, each missile firing like a rapidly fired machine gun bullet into the Heir's sword, which deflects them everywhere but at the target. As the apparition draws nearer, he suddenly switches from a slow advance into a terrifyingly swift rush, materializing dark needles around himself that propel themselves into the Heir as he sprints forwards, only to be cleanly shorn by the Heir's blade. During the charge, the apparition pulls out a jet-black sword, which he uses to release a smooth trio of sword strikes upon his target, which all get parried quickly, finishing with a strong upwards strike, pushing the Heir into the air a short distance because momentum doesn't just disappear when you block a swing.
As the Heir descends, the apparition jams both his hands into the ground, triggering the release of dark spikes from the area above him into the Heir, which knocks him further into the air as he blocks them, making a rain of needles fall down on the apparition as a side effect. The dark apparition readies his sword, ready to strike a presumed to be mortal blow as the Heir falls. When they reach the Acolyte's chest level, he hacks at them like a demon with his blade, lethally cleaving through thin air, before being swiftly slashed in kind by a smirking Heir.
Another portal opens up beneath the apparition, which he uses to exit as swiftly as he entered, now half the man he was upon entrance.
The Heir slams into the ground of the tower's roof in another superhero landing. Something tells them that if he fell off he'd have to go through phase 2 all over again and that's not really something he wants to be doing. Much too monotonous, and bad entertainment value to boot.
He stands back up as the entire top of the tower shudders with the footsteps of the newest, massive wraith of distant nothings. It appears to be some kind of enormous robot or drone.
"...Wait! I don't have anything prepared for this occasion! Give me a second."
The ghostly apparition vanishes. Time seems to stretch on for quite a lot longer than a second as the Heir waits for the ghostly apparition of Engie to return. Piono, presumably still hovering about somewhere in the surrounding darkness, coughs awkwardly, while the Heir lightly taps his toe, making a gesture that clearly seems to say, 'let's just get on with this". After about two minutes, which is well over a hundred seconds of time, he reappears, now carrying a strange gun-shaped weapon of some kind that is probably a gun. The only things that are really of note about it are the large canister on the side, and a dial that goes up to eleven...
"Okay, found what I was looking for. Just need to get this thing going, and you'll see something cool."
The apparition of Engie proceeds to crank the dial right up to twelve, despite that not being a setting, then apparently wanders out of view despite there being nowhere for him to go. The gun seems to sit there, the air around it growing gradually colder and colder, the weapon starting to shake and rattle... The apparition returns with a very large cup, decorated with a "#1 BIG GUY" on one side. He sits down nearby to watch the gun for a moment, then gets a look of concern on his... eyes. He doesn't have a proper face to have a concerned expression with, but he at least has eyes.
"...I forgot. I'm a ghost. And don't actually have... a drinky thing."
Beat.
"Well, darn."
And then the gun explodes. A cascade of ice roars out from all sides, coating everything in extremely cold temperatures, shards exploding out and ricocheting off of other ice shards as the abrupt temperature drop triggers a bunch of instabilities all at once. The temperature appears to be so absurdly cold that reality can't process it properly, and so before long, the endless ice cascade and explosions suddenly cease. One might be forgiven for thinking that that's all there is to it. But then... everything turns translucent white in a sense. A blue circle appears in the air, rotating slowly.
As it turns out, things freezing can mean a lot more than just really cold temperatures.
The Heir stops for a moment, and realizes that it's a loading symbol just in time for the entire attack sequence to freeze for buffering. He quickly does his part to help end the monotony of this attack by pushing out green and purple flames to increase overall temperature, making the buffering slowly go away.
*1 hour of Piono fixing the in-universe wifi later*
Ender suddenly drops out of the buffering, and he gets back to toe tapping as one would presume. He looks around, clearly beginning to get impatient. "Let's get on with it. Or maybe just skip to the end?" He is ignored.
A feeling of boredom us finally stopped by a tinge of fear projection hitting the Heir. Suddenly, a small but heavy object misses him, coming quite close to attaching to him with a click. It begins to power on on the floor, and the Heir suddenly realizes that the device is somehow reinforcing reality, weakening their ability to warp it. There's only one thing this could be - a Scranton Reality Anchor. Suddenly, an orange-tinted apparition materializes in front of the player.
"You like my toy? Well, I think you'll get acquainted with the others very soon."
He quickly smashes the 'toy', to the dismay of the figure.
The figure then solidifies into a warrior wearing advanced power armor.
Suddenly, the figure materializes an Omniblade and strikes at the Heir, superheated silicon carbide, capable of slashing through any armor he possesses. Unfortunately for the figure, all the Heir has is a blade which can survive much worse with ease, and that blade catches the strike along the flat, stopping it cold. The figure then leaps back and equips a large gun of some sort, connected to her armor with a thick power cable. After aiming it at the Heir, the figure pulls the trigger, the gun emitting a potent pulsed laser that gets reflected right back at her by a mirror shield with relative ease. After a few bursts of pulsed laser fire, the gun ceases firing and deploys heat radiators to vent the built up waste heat from the attack. After the gun has cooled down, the figure activates her suit's flight mode, deploying wings and miniature turbines from its backpack and launching into the air. As the Heir flies up and waits for her to continue, the figure makes potshots with her laser weapon at them, which get reflected back just as easily.
However, this is actually just a diversion meant to prevent the Heir from noticing the homing beacon that the figure had placed on him when the fight began. Unfortunately for her, the fight began with the little reality anchor he smashed, and the beacon is quite busted. Suddenly, it activates, and eight pods crash down from the sky, landing wildly in a random shape. They all deploy to reveal full-sized Scranton Reality Anchors, which then take aim at the player, further suppressing their powers. Unfortunately for them, his sword and speed are unenhanced most days, and they are cut through like butter before any harm can come to him.
It is at that point that a retrofuturistic spacecraft emerges from a portal and fires energy bolts at the Heir. Many quickly recognize the spacecraft as none other than the Planet Express Ship from Futurama. The Planet Express Ship circles the Heir, using its incredible speed and its ability to take short hops into the 4th dimension to dodge any of the constant instances of energy blasts being effortlessly flicked back at them with careful sword swings. Finally, the Planet Express Ship rockets away from the Heir at near lightspeed, only to return and fire two missiles at him before speeding upwards to avoid the blast. The missiles fly at him, only to be caught in fists composed of green fire and being returned to the bomb bay in an instant teleportation, detonating their antimatter warheads, creating a multi-meg with the shop's artillery right at the epicenter. After the attack, the Heir stands ready, only to look up and see the Planet Express Ship streaking towards them, somehow having working engines after that ! The Planet Express Ship performs its final attack, firing an intense beam of pure quantum energy at the Heir, which unfortunately finds him in a dark blue hoodie, and completely neutral to quantum energy. Right before it hits the ground, the Planet Express Ship does a dimensional drift, turning around in the 4th dimension and emerging back above the ground. Finally, the Planet Express Ship fades away, and the original figure is nowhere to be seen as well.
The Heir groans, "How long are these attacks going to continue? They don't seem any more effective than usual. If anything, they seem less."
Suddenly, there's a crackle of red light and searing heat, and Ender whirls around to see, yup, yet another figure standing at the center of the tower's apex preparing to beat the crap out of him.
The flickering apparition, a white skinned warrior in a red hoodie with lime green sunglasses, having been freshly summoned from the dead, notices the first thing wrong with his ghastly getup: his glasses have slid too far down his nose. With a wicked grin, the ghost tilts his head downwards and expertly performs a LV. 10 GLASSESTECH MANEUVER: SISYPHEAN PUSH. The unparalleled quantity of anime power contained in that single gesture is turned into potential energy, causing the very molecules of air around him to vibrate with excitement and a rumble to snake its way through the ground. Quickly raising his head all the way up until he's leering downwards at his target, a sneer slowly builds across the figure's face as a low growl escapes through his clenched teeth.
"Pathetic."
A shockwave erupts across the battlefield as the potential energy from the figure's glasses push immediately turns into kinetic energy, a dynamo of memetic malice cracking the earth and superheating individual air particles until their bonds break. The Heir is almost paralyzed with laughter, with one half of his mind being used to worse on tv, and the other too used to people with too much power to care. He would be moderately impressed at the might demonstrated not even from an attack, but from the latest apparition's opening appearance, but since he can sense a similar portion of sun energy to the thousands he is running on, the Heir is less than impressed. He tries to figure out what will happen playing and replaying countless scenarios in their head to predict just where the apparition will go from here, since there is nothing better to do. But try as he might, the opponent's expression proves inscrutable, his body at an almost perfect standstill as he looms in the air. They can't get a good read on his body language through the smokescreen of his glasses. The target is bored by indecision; the ghost's fortified lattice of meme magic has proven impenetrable. The Heir decides to sit down out of a lack of material to work with.
The figure then casually floats back down on the ground and walks over to his target while whistling an unfamiliar tune. He rummages through his jacket pockets, pulling out 39 cents of spare change, a pencil, a chainsaw, and a Christmas tree before finally finding what he was looking for: a set of acupuncture needles. Having made his way to the target's back, he cracks his knuckles, steadies his breathing, and begins his first acupuncture session. Sensing that the figure was delusional, the Heir finally gets to work. He snags the kit, and flips around the script a bit. Unfortunately for the target, he had never attempted acupuncture before in his life and was flying completely blind. Somehow he hits all points to induce paralysis on his first try, his hoodie glowing orange as he does so. After being mindwiped and having the pins pulled out, the figure considers his work done and walks off into the sunset.
Picking himself up through the abject temptation to sleep out of boredom and confusion at the brief appearance of a sunset despite none of the other apparitions getting a proper exit animation, the Heir readies himself for the next attack.
Suddenly the air crackles with chaotic energy. The Heir worries for a second as entropic power ripples through the sky, preparing in case Piono had somehow resummoned Go An Na, but relaxes for the briefest moment as he sees the source to instead be some kind of giant... eldritch... butterfly.
The Heir says, "I smell chaos, do you smell chaos? I do indeed smell chaos. Want to bring out Chaos? Indubitably."
With that, the Heir goes into a hole in reality for a moment, replaced by a D&D character half the Heir whipped up one time, a warlock Tiefling who was also infected into becoming a Slaad. All that was intentional.
The Butterfly stares down upon its prey below. How pitiful the creature is, compared to its magnificent splendour! Or at least, that's what the Butterfly thinks. With a flap of the wings, the wheel of fate turns, the scales of life tip, and the hand crank of time and space... cranks. For the Chaos Butterfly has unleashed its magnificent, unpredictable power in the form of a paradox roll! (wait don't those not work anymore "SHHHH let him do his attack!") The entire universe lies at the mercy of this roll! The dice of the galaxy roll and tumble, and...
(3405)
...While this would be considered a bad roll for most people, the Chaos Butterfly has always been able to extract good fortune from rolls even as bad as a (100). Such are the perks of being a creature made of pure Chaos! It stretches its eyestem in preparation for attack- kind of like stretching, except for a gigantic horrific cyclopean butterfly. Except, its stem never really seems to stop stretching. In fact, it's stretching at an incredible rate! The eye of the Chaos Butterfly swerves down towards Chaos, the Tiefling! As it nears the foe, a pulsar of crimson liquid and vibrant energy rips out of the eyeball as it rips itself in two, revealing a gigantic maw of entropic devastation! The eye tries to slam into the unfortunate Chaos, ripping out a chunk of him as it comes by, only to be hit by a random school bus. The constantly expanding stem provides enough propulsion for it to turn on a dime, and try again to rip out a chunk of the target, only to be ran into by a single atom with the mass of a universe, knocking it back! This goes on for quite some time, and Chaos continues to be completely unfazed by this being. In fact, he begins to take a shine to it.
Eventually, the eyestem suddenly contracts, trying to wrap itself around Chaos! It instead catches an electric eel! It's strangulated by the twisted flesh, which gets shocked in turn! However, in a messy fashion, the eyeball of the Butterfly suddenly tears from the stem, rolling a short distance away from the Eel. While one might think that the Butterfly has just blinded itself, the problem is immediately remedied by the eyeball floating back up to the Butterfly, growing a new stem, and replacing the now eyeless stem with the stem it just grew. The now-disconnected stem suddenly takes on a will of its own, and attempts to tangle itself around Chaos even more, before suddenly contracting even tighter than before! This time, it latched onto Taz from Looney Tunes, with the tornado filled expected result!
The Butterfly's eyeball suddenly seals up, and charges up an incredible amount of energy! This energy is unleashed in a torrential beam, which tears clean through a mirror, giving it a major case of total vaporization. Then, to everyone's shock, Chaos pulls out a ring and proposes to the Butterfly! The Butterfly accepts, and they both float off into the sunset from Split's attack to plan their wedding.
The Heir reappears, and one side of him simply asks, "What… was that? I think some sort of courtship, from their perspective."
The Heir stands there, and then looks up to see a sneering face with a scar across its right eye looking down at him. The Heir begins to get irritated at Piono, as while the energy doesn't match exactly, if most of the previous apparitions' action compared to energy signature is anything to go by, who or whatever this is, they're a godmodder.
Before the Heir can move out of the way the figure's hand lashes out and wraps around the Heir's throat, ripping him off the ground and tossing him through the air towards the other side of the platform. The Heir quickly flips over and prepares, pulling out his sword. The Godmodder whips out an enormous black hammer, and then throws it. The hammer slams into the Heir's sword as it spins, pushing him further out, out past the precipice of the tower, before it boomerangs back in to the one who threw it and taking the Heir along with it. The figure uppercuts with their mechanical arm, cobalt blue fire wrapping around it and blasting at the Heir with a geyser of searing flame that latches onto a shield of purple flame, before slamming him towards the ground, which is blocked by a purple shield of similar material.
"To think I was called here to fight such a pathetic excuse for a Descendant…"
The Heir says, "Well whatever a descendant is, I am not it. What I am is not even trying yet, and significantly less delusional than everyone else in this attack animation."
The figure turns around, beginning to walk away. As the Heir stands up , an enormous mechanical fist slams into his sword, pushing him against the stone before launching him up into the air. He gets a look at the enormous towering robot, some kind of zombie giant, before an enormous stream of water slams into him and launches him away in a powerful deluge rivaling and even surpassing that of the horrifyingly strong spray Piono once unleashed with his own powers against the True Darkshard. The Heir's hoodie turns red, giving him more time to react as another blast slams into him, sending him flying once more as necrotic energies are deflected off him by his hoodie turning a brown, and sending him up into the open maw of a mighty black and purple dragon that he quickly slashes a way out through the back of the head, right before it smashes its mouth shut.
The four enormous mechanical beasts curl up on themselves as Ender watches, forming into enormous spheres of metal and crackling power, before slamming into him in enormous crashes of dark fire, pounding water, necrotic energy, and pure force, which he mangles quickly with his sword in a flurry of swings.
Ender looks up, and suddenly sees what was once black void around him is instead filled with scores upon scores of spaceships, bristling with guns, all trained on him. "While I'm here, I suppose I might as well do my best. A god should never deal in half measures, after all." They open fire, a deluge of every kind of weaponry imaginable from fire and ice to crackling lightning that flows through reality itself to beams of energy that would sear the Heir's very being and nature from his bones, but somehow, its exact counter is directly in front of it, as portals spread out, making it so that every attack type counters every oher attack type at once. He floats upwards as the ships disappear and their barrage draws to a close only to see the figure floating over him, smiling cruelly, with an enormous superlaser held in his hands. He flicks it upwards and a wave of pure destruction engulfs the entire platform, before he slams it down at the Heir, with a mirror shield wall blasting it back at him, creating a cataclysmic explosion that could be heard from other planets had it been used elsewhere.
The Heir ceases crouching. This is actually getting kind of hard to handle. Cool.
The flickering fires and settling dust immediately and suddenly dies off, with no prior warning. In fact, it seemed as though everything had. No one, no thing, not a single atom, dared to move. There was total stillness — and then the trumpets began to call. A set of nine blaring horns ringing from an unknown corner, and accompanying them, one piercing, radiant set of sunbeams, despite the lack of an accompanying sun.
Trailing down from the heavens, suspended in this luminescence, was a literally angelic figure, covered in robes awash in a gradient from the color of a pale sky at high noon to a brilliant ultramarine. A pair of feathered wings slowed their descent, and pearly white hands poked out from their long, flowing sleeves. A swaying, multifaceted pendant was slung around where their neck should have been, with a floating, similarly white pyramid set in the spot of their head. Whoever this figure was, they seemed to be a Serif, come from the annals of Heaven itself — an emissary of the most holy entity in any possible existence, though not the real deal.
This did not, however, make the Serif any slouch in combat. Touching down to the ground, his hands suddenly crossed. An arch of nine symbols, familiar to anyone who dabbled in a very particular brand of the occult, blinked into being around him, with each one lighting up in sequence and launching a corresponding volley at the target. Of course, by this point they had recognized the danger crackling around every point in the arena and are tensed to counter the Serif. The Serif tries to chain him, and it WOULD have, had they not felt a corruption creep up them when they made any attempt, in a very metaphysical sense, as though their essence was being corrupted, being tugged at by an incredibly malicious god.
The first symbol shot a serpentine tendril of bubbling, slithering ink, which tries to constrict the Heir and choke his every thought with unbound knowledge. Instead, it manages to be pulled around to hit the Serif instead through skilled dodging, causing every conceivable word, symbol, and glyph raced through their mind, their blood running black and spilling out of where their mouth would be. The second symbol shot a serpentine tendril of corrupted, pixelated chunks, spiraling outward into a shockwave that tore through the very earth. The ground shuddered and collapsed, blinking through the soil of thousands of universes simultaneously, and the Heir undergoes a similar transmutation, as though they were suddenly completely unsure of what plane of existence they were even on. This would be big, but being the Heir parallel has bits of this constantly, so it is mostly underwhelming. The third symbol shot a serpentine tendril of blinding light and deafening sound, intertwining and converging on the target. Every possible spectrum of light — the ubiquitous visible rainbow, the boiling infrared, the cancerous ultraviolet, and everything in every direction — and every possible sound — the ringing in one's ears, the downpour of metallic rain, the castrophany of fire coming out of a monkey's head, and everything in every direction — collided around the Serif, turning its entire world into one of color and mayhem.
The fourth symbol shot a serpentine tendril of jagged, reflective crystal, sharpened with one billion edges each, that is caught by the sword the Heir wields, which somehow shows the same cutting edge, and they both reach a draw. If anyone had been able to watch, they would have seen, extending throughout any possible horizon, an infinitude of copies of the Heir and the crystal snake engaged in their dance, repeated at every and any point in time. An eternity of repeated slashes, compressed into a single moment. The fifth symbol shot a serpentine tendril of scalding fuchsia flame, choking the very air around the Heir and burning away at the earth, cinders dancing in the void, with a thick layer of green and purple fire keeping them from direct contact. The flame refined itself, splitting and sectioning into a conflagration of weaponry: swords and rifles, chainsaws and railguns, brass knuckles and grand pianos, and anything else that could wage war. At once, an unseen command was given to, well, fire. And so they did, only to find themselves shot at the Serif instead. The sixth symbol shot a serpentine tendril of pitch-black stone, keening and scraping, folding in on itself, menacing not just the Heir, but the whole of the arena with its presence. Gradually growing in form and scope, the tendril tumulted into a tower of stone, precariously hovering over the Heir. Then, with no fanfare, it unceremoniously toppled to the ground, absolutely crushing the ground he was on just moments ago, fragmenting the sky and the earth into monochrome tones, pitching the whole of existence between life and death.
The seventh symbol shot a serpentine tendril of brilliant stained light, evocative of the very same sunbeam the Serif rode down upon. The halo flowed through the Heir, washing everything in the peace and care of a higher power. Yet, as though a switch had been flicked, the beam fell into a chain of burning brimstone, a demonic laser of blood that roared like a lion, shackling the Heir with his own sin. This sin turns out to be mostly minor, except for something on his skin which reaches up the tendril, forcing the Serif to cut it off before it could harm the creature, or the energy could harm the Heir. The eighth symbol shot a serpentine tendril of an ice chilled to its foundations that flickered with white-hot flame. The temperature of the entire arena seized, stuck between an approximate of absolute zero and the interior of a star. The Heir personally lets a portion of one of his purple stars out, and sits in it until the process is over. The ninth symbol shot a serpentine tendril of interlocking golden geometry, trying to grab at the corners of the Heir's form in too many places to count. They instead grab tendril number six, which explodes quite violently as a result.
Moving through the carnage, the Serif had no words, and no thoughts. Only the word of god coursed through its veins. Placed in front of their pyramidal head, a tenth symbol blinked into being. The Serif's right hand surged with a hallowed, kaleidoscopic flame. Reeling back their body, they let loose a single punch, missing the Heir entirely before that same punch appears in a trans temporal portal, hitting him with a thunderclap that rocked the arena out of its stupor and issued forth a cloud of smoke, ash, and the power of divinity. (Thanks to everyone who wrote Piono's 3rd phase for him!)
The Heir just sits down as he waits for Piono to get back to fighting. He looked up as Piono floated down from the darkness, materializing from the wind much as the various apparitions did except to full solidity. Still trying to not be caught unawares, the Heir doesn't even realize that the final, greatest attack was finally too much for the top of the tower, which has caved in in many places, and is slowly disintegrating and crumbling from the center outwards.
Piono grins down at the Heir. "Had enough yet?"
The Heir smirks, "That last one was fairly good, but I'm not done yet."
Piono smiles wickedly, and all of reality suddenly seems to shatter.
A loading screen appears as Piono's narrator wastes the entire phase pointlessly chattering. Then we hit 5th phase.
The Heir yawns as he waits for an actual attack.
The air no longer crackles with freedom, and the world is no longer spinning, spinning...
Piono looks rather exhausted, even.
But that can't be it just yet, another song just started. From the looks of things it's the last one though, the Heir just needs to stay awake a little longer.
Piono crackles with energy, and lifts his arms forwards. "I think it's time I went out with a bang."
He pulls his arms in and energy from everything within the flickering void of psychedelic final boss battle chaos spirals inwards into his chest. He suddenly swells with size, and begins radiating an immense amount of power.
"It's about time you saw what I can do when I REALLY put my mind to it."
He pulses his arms forwards an…
Error happened. Odd. Apparently the attack was too graphic for normal showing. Summary is that reality was erased at least once, slapstick comedy occurred only for Piono to realize he is the aggressor in that instance, and got pretty mangled by his own attacks, and I think the Heir tossed a few stars worth of energy around each second which wasn't slapstick.
We're done, right? Unfortunately no. Piono decided to play a little trick, so a counter was set up. To preface this, know that Piono has stated in his attack and defense that his attack happens first. Even if not, the Heir set up what is about to happen before Piono pulled his trick, if we presume each battle took about the same time. Let's read.
That is what would have happened, had the Heir not been suspicious earlier, used his cards from the angel attack to perform a trick. You see, he had drawn an army of copies of a custom trap card called Inverted Target. Its function is to be automatically activated when an opponent is about to damage you. It makes all that damage hit them instead. All his cards now activate, whether Piono's counter is counted as one attack or many, all are reflected onto him retroactively as he retroactively makes them attacks. As a dangerous Player once wrote, Game, set, and match.
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-Placing the Godmodder lock around the entities would be mostly pointless, as they're going to need to start moving soon and encasing them within the Godmodder Lock would prevent movement.
-You were only affected by Player power gains once the Sphere had dropped.
After reading this, it seems that you ended up spending most of the time doing stuff you generally would do. Like making the Taint spread.
You now have a downright vast amount of Taint! Its corrupted a huge portion of the HEXAGONAFIELD area! The other NPC Players are awkwardly avoiding it, with small pockets of preserved land surrounding them. Tainticles have spawned in several places. Somebody voices a concern that the Taint might spread to all the Planes hanging around the area.
Also, at some point you attacked the Iteration Stations, retroactively hurting their growth and making them each have 9,000,000 less HP!
The Godmodder attacks can still be reused, you'll just have to spend new actions on them.
Quinn: ...You can get 23 CP yourself.
You create The Real Kicker! (Half-complete!) It still needs an additional 20 CP to be considered complete and at full power as intended! That said, the ingredients alone still leave it as a very powerful bomb!
The Godmodder was feeling a little hot, so all the frozen-point cannon really did was cool him off a bit! Thanks!
The majority of the SCP Foundation is dead by now, they don't have the resources for that.
As it turns out, the exact opposite happens. Disney renames the movie to "Unfrozen", and suddenly the reviews turn around! It is praised as the "darknest Disney hit of the season" thanks to side characters constantly burning to death! The Last Airbender fans are seen clapping in theatres across the country every time the Fire Nation shows up - its one of the best crossovers in history! Disney makes billions in merch along! The Godmodder totally refills his accounts and easily pays for the extra charge point!
Argus summoned! The Curse of Repetitiveness turns an eye in your direction.
Iteration stations destroyed!
Make sure to pre-specify what your new producing units should focus their efforts on.
The Godmodder's liquid karma exposes him to the newest E3 Revelation... The new Elder Scrolls game is going to be a MOBILE GAME! WITH A MICROTRANSACTION-BASED REVENUE MODEL! DEAR GOD WHY!?
1 damage! +5 CP to you!
Morpheus, still with you, sleeps on the bed. It doesn't do anything. He regains no powers. However, he does appear to be napping peacefully. You decide to let him get some rest as Tribulation 4 begins.
Once inside the computer simulation, the godmodder quickly exploits a 0day vulnerability in the boulder software code to pop a remote shell, immediately hacking your simulation computer! He then simulates a nice tropical getaway for himself instead! The wave is just a wave pool wave at the waterpark! The nutrient extraction is just a nice back massage!
During the next attack, after finishing your songs, you see the Godmodder struggling with the knife! The knife gets sharper, sharper, sharper! Eventually, it becomes so sharp it slices its own way out of the Godmodder's skin! Your JOEbobs, together, inflict ever greater suffering upon him! But wait - that's not even the real Godmodder! It's a decoy! NO! THE OLDEST TRICK IN THE BOOK!
During the next attack, the Godmodder gets so bored reading the dialogue that he decides to ignore it.
"Three", spelled as "Thre" has a number of letters in it above three! Three is also the current level of the godmodder's "ignore whatever this attack even is" meter, which maxes out at three!
Ignoring two attacks, however, leaves the godmodder weakened. The godmodder decides that for the 5,000 word attack... wait... is 5,000 a multiple of three? It's NOT? Oh no! Oh NO! 1 damage to the godmodder! +1 CP to you!
Attack/Defense locked in!
The Godmodder, while the pianos are falling through the air, pulls out his inventor goggles and quickly invents the PIANO II! Like a Piano, but better in every way! The piano players, knowing they need to keep up with the times, quickly switch to using the new Piano II! They are now Piano II Players, which totally negates the pun your attack is based around, making it too weak to do anything!
Oops, my mistake, I forgot to change that. Will fix. It'll be 2,500 x 100A, too.
The Godmodder's TF2 teammates are all dead! You just prevented the future "TF2 Teammate Murder" sidequest from occurring!
The Godmodder is feeling lonelier than ever... he has to do something about this...
The Insane Iteration Stations' corpses can't get sick. +2 CP for the germs you just expelled making you healthier.
The destroyed Iteration station hurtles towards the Godmodder! The Godmodder tries to dodge out of the way, but is FAR too late! So late, in fact, that he was still in bed sleeping instead of being underneath the Iteration station like he was scheduled to be, so the station doesn't hit him!
The Godmodder simply reboots his God charge.
+10% intact-ness to the RAS!
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The godmodder is no longer descended! The Godmodder has now claimed the orphaned Descended status for himself! He thanks you for pointing out the discrepancy.
You reach forth to the Player power inside the Godmodder, only to find your arm's suddenly gone missing. In fact, all of your arms are missing, even the three backup ones! The Godmodder stares at you.
The Restorer prestiges, increasing their HP and healing abilities!
Order Scion Scout granted +1M HP!
The Psychic Overlord now has weak MIND powers!
You sacrifice your Aragami, powering up the Ash Aragami! Now it has more HP and generates Aragami faster! +3 power to Excalibur!
The Godmodder steps back, and your punch comes up an inch short!
Your entities created the Monocle! It'll allow any one attack, launched by a Player or entity, to land guaranteed - regardless of dodge rate! Note that this doesn't guarantee it'll deal godmodder damage.
+attack redirectors!
Overpowering poison is now Overpowering Poison+1! Yeah, its definitely way stronger!
Your entities will do as others say.
Hmmm...
Rice Temple deployed, with a few minor changes for balance!
You re-create the Greatsword and Greatshield! Your entities now have a greatshield protecting them!
Bun management abilities increased!
Attack shield for prince/princess!
1 damage to the Godmodder! +5 CP to you!
The Godmodder resolves to help children next time.
The Godmodder has type G blood! Type G blood makes anyone who analyzes it experience excruciating pain! OW!
Everything is coming to a head.
Attack locked in!
The Point Defense System is newly repaired and improved! Now it has a stellar 25% chance to totally negate any attacks directed at it!
Attack locked in!
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Altair and Quinn stare down the Godmodder, charging another 3 CP.
Quinn: ...I'm not unwilling to give any CP to you, Players, I'd just like to know its for something really important.
AG/N:
Disco-Chan casts DISCO SQUARES! Use them to triple your damage!
Janus unlocks Argus twice, increasing his attack by 50,000 twice!
In preparation for the next challenge, new God-Elite Blazes and God-Elite Wither skeletons arrive! The second wave of Nether reinforcements is here!
Everything else ticks up... one last time, before the chaos starts!
PG:
The Godmodder adds the last 5 points to his God Charge. Even he strains under the force of the power he has accumulated. A pained smirk sits on his face, as he prepares to unleash it all at once...!
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EPIC DUEL ARENA:
The three warriors clash. Dangan_Machin and Endersmirk, versus Pionoplayer. It all ends here.
DANGAN MACHIN V. PIONOPLAYER
Dangan_Machin begins by hopping onto the Drone and declaring himself invincible, using Plan G20! Plan G20 worked, if Plan G20 was "get shot down by Pionoplayer and completely fail". Dangan_Machin rolls a d100, and gets a 52! Its so average, nobody needs to do anything.
Pionoplayer then proceeds to go about a very complicated process of putting Dangan_Machin through a paper shredder. Dangan_Machin tries to pull out a sniper rifle and pull Ender_Smirk up, but is having some minor logistical difficulties due to his body being in 10,000 separate shredded pieces! In the end, Pionoplayer wins - Dangan_Machin is defeated!
ENDER SMIRK V. PIONOPLAYER
The final clash.
The attacks and defenses of the two are hardly separate. It'll be treated as a straight clash rather than having the attacks/defenses judged separately.
Piono fires the opening volleys! Sending Ender_Smirk through a hellish gauntlet of explosions, dead worlds, attacks made up by other Players and Discordians (okay, now that really has to be cheating), and wifi problems, his incredibly flashy attack seems to be causing Ender_Smirk immense pain! For comparison, while still flashy and full of glamour, Ender_Smirk's own attack doesn't quite compare - the antimatter explosion sends Pionoplayer flying towards the edge of the arena... and now, the second attack round is beginning, with each using their next attack/defense!
Pionoplayer puts up an equivalent amount of effort to block Ender_Smirk's initial attack, and it seems to work. Next, he CONTINUES to attack Ender_Smirk, even though he's supposed to defending! Well, goose for the chicken is goose for the gander, and in the process he gives Ender_Smirk permission to attack and defend as well! Ender_Smirk is blasted back, seriously injured - its almost over!
Then, the audience - which was definitely there the whole time - goes silent for a moment. They reflect upon the situation. From the beginning, Piono has dominated, and now, Ender_Smirk is the last chance to beat him! Piono has acted like a complete smug jerk, which is par for the course - but, he's also enlisted other Players to help him with portions of his attack! A classic breach of unwritten etiquette! The audience begins cheering - for Ender_Smirk! Ender_Smirk struggles to his feet... and activates HIS counter!
With each Player recounting a different version of events, it soon becomes impossible to tell what's really going on - Pionoplayer lands some hits, Ender_Smirk lands some others... in the end, both are beaten, bruised, and bloody. But then, Ender_Smirk falls to the ground, while Pionoplayer barely remains standing! The crowd goes silent.
And Ender activates his TRAP CARD.
You see, while both combatants put immense effort into their attacks, they didn't take the same precautions one would when attacking a Godmodder. Neither even made sure they weren't attacking a cardboard look-alike, or somebody else who just happened to have the same name as Pionoplayer/Ender Smirk! So when Ender_Smirk reveals that all of Pionoplayer's own attack was really reflected back at him all along, Pionoplayer, for once - has no counter! He's blown away! By his own attack!
DING DING DING!
Ender_Smirk is the winner!
Both of them are fully healed by the powers of the arena. Getting on their feet, they look at each other and [insert whatever post-game congratulations/condolences they give each other here]. Finally, a prize descends... a truly epic duel deserves a truly epic prize.
You get the DUELIST'S GARMENT! A solid light green cloak with two crossed swords - the same design as the sealed bosses - on the front. When worn, this garment imbues you with the power of Yorehammer, Starcalibur, Resolute Heart, and Infinileaf Clover all at the same time! But it can only be worn ONCE! You should don it at a critical time for a critical action that the Playerbase decides upon!
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THE HEXAGONAFIELD:
ITINERARY:
-Defeat The Godmodder! Damaging him awards you 5 CP!
Minor Tasks:
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Field effects: None
[AG]Altair - CP: 43
[AG]Quinn - CP: 43
[AG]Disco Square(Claim for x3 damage!)
[AG]Disco Square(Claim for x3 damage!)
[AG]Disco Square(Claim for x3 damage!)
[AG - Winkins]Winkin's forces: TA: 3,500,000 (protected by 1 Play-doh) 1,500,000 HP Greatshield
Disco-Chan: 1,500,000 HP, 200,000 x 2A, Special: Disco Squares: 0/3 (repels darkness!)
[N]Fennie: 3,000,000/3,000,000 HP, 150,000 x 10A(-1,000,000 damage from all attacks, +500,000 HP/turn)(super extra damage against snakes)(Miniboss)(protecting Disco-Chan)(protected from 4 attacks)
Bunny Baron: 2,000,000 HP (20% dodge rate)
Bun prince/princess: 1,000,000 x 2 HP, 50,000 x 2A (20% dodge rate)(protected from 1 attack)(protected first by the shield buns then the knights)
Bun knights: 50,000 x 55 HP, 20,000 x 55A (15% dodge rate)(+5/turn)
Shield buns: 60,000 x 110 HP (20% dodge rate)(+10/turn)
Fortified Rice Temple(Gives +200,000 HP/turn, -500,000 damage from all attacks, and +100,000A (collective) to Winkins-owned entities)(needs to be killed in one hit, dies to 10M+ damage hits)
Specials: Rice Festival(+100KHP/50KA) - 4/4, Rice BEAM(500,000 damage) - 5/5 - Great Rice Barrier(+2M HP shield to all Winkins') - 6/6
Damage Tank: 0 damage stored!
[AG - Daskter]You can count on Osttruppen, no really you can!: 1,000,000/1,000,000 HP, 250,000A
Tassadar: 4,000,000/4,000,000 HP, 250,000 x 4A, Special: Laser Incision: 5/5 (30% dodge rate)(Totem of Life Unended - when entity dies, puts them into "unended" mode, where HP decays by 50% until healing surpasses it)(protected from 1 attack)
Forward Operating Base: 2,000,000 HP (Resources totally exhausted! Still good as a bunker)
Fortress: 2,000,000 HP (protected from 1 attack)(3 Mines - next attackers take 20,000 damage)
Healbot Mk.1: 600,000/600,000 HP, +500,000A (inside Fortress)
Pioneers: 10,000 x 100 HP, 2,500 x 100A (can heal)
Line Gun: 100,000 x 25 HP(guarding Pioneers/Panzers)
Panzers: 200,000 x 10 HP, 80,000 x 10A
[AG - Cephalos Jr.]Red Army Swordsman: 60% intact! Duel!A (-20% intactness per turn in a duel)(well-trained, wins duels fast)
Red Army Engineers+1: 100,000 x 20 HP (can build or double the attack of whichever combat entity they choose to assist)
Conscript Facility: 300,000 HP (+10 Red Army Soldiers/turn)
Red Army Soldiers: 10,000 x 100 HP, 5,000 x 100A (max: 100)
[AG]The Dark One, -----/----- HP, 500,000 x 5A, Special: Revelation: 1/4, RP: 1
[AG - Paradoxdragonpaci]The Restorer: 1,000,000 HP, +300,000 x 4A (can repair items)(Reverse levitation)(protected from 1 attack)
Order Scion Scout: 2,600,000/2,600,000 HP, 300,000 x 2A (50% dodge rate)(protected from 1 attack)
[AG - Crusher]Janus: 3,500,000/3,500,000 HP, Unlock Ability x 2!A (protected from 2 attacks)
Argus: 4,000,000 HP, 250,000 x 3A (Guard Dog, counterattacks attackers)
[AG - Arsenical]Scoville Reaver: 1,000,000/1,000,000 HP, 600,000A (A S/B/D ignorant)(+100,000 HP/turn)(conversion resistance)(protected from 4 attack)
[AG - CompTIA]LIVE Space Station(has emergency thrusters - saves from one deadly attack!)(Enhanced Production capacity)(Point defense - 25% chance to null attacks)(protected from 5 attack)
Ship AI panel(current AI: CompTIA)
PROTECTION SUMMARY: Shield that blocks first 1,000,000 of damage!
WEAPONRY SUMMARY: 1,300,000 + Tractor beam to freeze one enemy (N/A)
Quadcopters: 10,000 x 100 HP, 5,000 x 100A (guarding LIVE Space Station)(Max: 100)(+10/turn)
Space engineers: 1,000 x 5,000 HP (Can boost any one piece of the Space Station to be twice as effective for a turn)
Prism Deployer: 200,000 HP (+10 Prism/turn)(protected from 3 attack)(originally JOEbob's)
Prism: 50,000 x 60 + 500,000 HP(guarding all)(originally JOEbob's)
Shield Battery: 300,000 HP (can shield up to 2 entities for +500,000 HP, shielding lost if Shield Battery dies)(originally JOEbob's)
[AG - Eevee Shadow Bacon]King DDD: Perfect HP, Perfect! A (Is perfect)
[AG - DragonofHope]Ash Aragami: 5,000,000 HP + 700,000 HP (+20 Aragami/turn) + Shield Core: 300,000 HP (projects 700,000 HP shield)
Aragami: 30,000 x 20 HP, 10,000 x 20A
[AG - EternalStruggle]Apex Fleet: TA: 5,800,000
The Apex: 5,000,000/5,000,000 HP, 500,000 x 2A (-1,000,000 damage from all attacks)(Fleet Beacon - Each turn, increase a specific unit type of ES's choice by 25%, rounded up to the nearest round number)
Attack frigates: 10,000 x 100 HP, 3,000 x 100A (10% dodge rate)
Ordnance cruiser: 250,000 x 10 HP, 250,000 x 10A(can attack or heal)
Spectral Lord: 400,000 x 20 HP, 4/4 charge (currently charging)(50,000A when not charging)
Overseer: 500,000 x 10 HP (As long as at least 1 Overlord is alive, refills Constructor/Attack drones to 1,000/4,000 each turn, if they're below that)(protected from 2 attack)
Attack drone: 1 x 1,000 HP + 4,000,000 HP, 2,000 x 1,000A
Constructor drone: 4,000 x 1,000 HP + 40,000 HP (Doubles the number of units in a group once per turn!)
Engineering depot: 400,000 x 2HP (Materials exhausted - still useful as a shield!)
Airfield: 400,000 x 1HP (Materials exhausted - still useful as a shield!)
[AG]Elite Pigmen: 10,000 x 10 HP, 5,000 x 10A
Elite Wither Skeletons: 50,000 x 5 HP, 50,000 x 5A
Elite Ghasts: 5,000 x 25 HP, 10,000 x 25A (A S/B/D ignorant)
God-Elite Blazes: 50,000 x 100 HP, 10,000 x 100A
God-Elite Wither Skeletons: 500,000 x 5 HP, 500,000 x 5A
[AG]Psychic Overlord II: 11,500,000/11,500,000 HP, 1,700,000A, Special: Gain Ability: 0/2 (When killed, stays alive for one turn, and gets x15 damage)(+400,000 HP/turn)(weak mind powers)(Boss)(protected from 1 attack)
[N - CaptainNZZZ]Temporal Guardian: 20,000,000/20,000,000 HP, 5,000,000 x 2A, Special: Za Warudo: 2/2 (-100,000 damage from all attacks)(20% dodge rate+1 Auto Dodge)(+1,000,000 HP per turn)(miniboss+status effect resistance)(poison resistant)(protected from 3 attacks)(has spatial warping necklace - saves from fatal blow)
Mark III Tactical Flashbang: 650,000/650,000 HP, 250,000 x 2A (extra damage against hordes)(stuns hit enemies up to minibosses for 1 turn!)(reduces hit enemy accuracy by 20%!)(50% dodge rate)(gravity harness)(2 attack redirector)(1 Emergency teleporter)(-100,000 damage from all attacks)(+5,000 HP/turn)
Rotaz+1: 350,000/350,000 HP(engineer)(+5% accuracy)(50% dodge rate)(immune to teenage rebellion)(resistant to status effects)(protected from 1 attack)(2 attack redirector)(Dimensional and Space Emergency Button)(Telaport, saves from lethal hit)
Magitek servitor factory: 700,000/700,000 HP, +200,000A, +40 Servitor/turn (3 attack redirector)(+5% accuracy)(40% dodge rate)(immune to teenage rebellion)(resistant to status effects)(Time-phaser protects from one lethal hit)
Servitors: 10,000 x 540, 5,000 x 540A(+5% accuracy)(+15% dodge rate)(immune to teenage rebellion)(resistant to status effects)(2 attack redirector)
Hellfire Crystal Golem: 2,000,000/2,000,000 HP, 100,000A (protected from 1 attack... IN STYLE!)(+5% accuracy)(+15% dodge rate)(immune to teenage rebellion)(resistant to status effects)(Rune-cast powers)(Phase-shift cloak powers)(Dimension warping powers)(1 attack redirector)(Time-phaser protects from one lethal hit)
[PG]The Godmodder: 22/310 HP (Descended - x5 Actions per turn)(God Charge: 50/50)
Player list:
Alastair Dragovich - CP: 23 (has Solar Powered Player Killer Armaments - high damage against Players!, Pelicannon, Rage Cube, X-Blade (use to protect one Player from death once!))
Arsenical - CP: 8(1 post in debt!)
Bill Nye - CP: 20 (has super sharp gold sword - 3 power left, burny iron sword - 3 power left, bow and arrow - 3 power)
Captain.cat - CP: 55 (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+1, Remnant crypt energy, EMP, Mopium, Godmodder Tracker V1.0, always-hit-Monocle)
Cephalos Jr. - CP: 2 (has Cybil's blood sample, anti-infantry railgun, pocket reactor(1 power), power armor)
Crusher48 - CP: 0 (Has Tactician Soul in a Bottle, Scanner Cannon)
Dangan_Machin - CP: 9
Daskter - CP: 9 (has Boosted Evolve Hunters)
Dragon of Hope?!? - CP: 0 (Espionage ghost)(Excalibur - 25 Power)
Eevee Shadow Bacon - CP: 15
Ender_Smirk - CP: 8 (has Shadow Agitator)
[N+1]EternalStruggle - CP: 0
FlamingFlapjacks - CP: 3 (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: 6 (has Ultimo Durana(100 power left, CALLBACK Greatsword, Self damage ticket)
I'mTotallyNot-R.O.B - CP: 0 (has Super Soldier Serum)
[N+2]Joebobobob - CP: 26 (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: 43
Krill13 - CP: 26 (has Iron Hoe Storm)
Moonstar101 - CP: 0
O.R.I.G.I.N. - CP: 10
Paradoxdragonpaci - CP: 6 (has paradox void cards, hexagonaherbs, 6 Homestuck Aspect vials(Life/Void/Mind/Blood/Doom/Heart 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), crystal dream gems)
Pionoplayer - CP: 109
Ranger_Strider_ - CP: 8
That-Random-Guy - CP: 58 (protected from 1 attack)(has Echolocation)
The_Quiet_Watcher - CP: 17 (has paradise grenade(teleports enemies to paradise), spirit knife, grenades)(has The Real Kicker, entropy-blood-smash powers!)
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, greatsword)
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
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)
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
Player Power Cascader (rolls 10 1-10 numbers, multiplies results and then multiplies that by a Player's attack to increase damage!)
Duelist's Garment (gives powers of Yorehammer, Starcalibur, Resolute Heart, and Infinileaf Clover for one post)
Arsenical - CP: 8(1 post in debt!)
Bill Nye - CP: 20 (has super sharp gold sword - 3 power left, burny iron sword - 3 power left, bow and arrow - 3 power)
Captain.cat - CP: 55 (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+1, Remnant crypt energy, EMP, Mopium, Godmodder Tracker V1.0, always-hit-Monocle)
Cephalos Jr. - CP: 2 (has Cybil's blood sample, anti-infantry railgun, pocket reactor(1 power), power armor)
Crusher48 - CP: 0 (Has Tactician Soul in a Bottle, Scanner Cannon)
Dangan_Machin - CP: 9
Daskter - CP: 9 (has Boosted Evolve Hunters)
Dragon of Hope?!? - CP: 0 (Espionage ghost)(Excalibur - 25 Power)
Eevee Shadow Bacon - CP: 15
Ender_Smirk - CP: 8 (has Shadow Agitator)
[N+1]EternalStruggle - CP: 0
FlamingFlapjacks - CP: 3 (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: 6 (has Ultimo Durana(100 power left, CALLBACK Greatsword, Self damage ticket)
I'mTotallyNot-R.O.B - CP: 0 (has Super Soldier Serum)
[N+2]Joebobobob - CP: 26 (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: 43
Krill13 - CP: 26 (has Iron Hoe Storm)
Moonstar101 - CP: 0
O.R.I.G.I.N. - CP: 10
Paradoxdragonpaci - CP: 6 (has paradox void cards, hexagonaherbs, 6 Homestuck Aspect vials(Life/Void/Mind/Blood/Doom/Heart 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), crystal dream gems)
Pionoplayer - CP: 109
Ranger_Strider_ - CP: 8
That-Random-Guy - CP: 58 (protected from 1 attack)(has Echolocation)
The_Quiet_Watcher - CP: 17 (has paradise grenade(teleports enemies to paradise), spirit knife, grenades)(has The Real Kicker, entropy-blood-smash powers!)
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, greatsword)
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
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)
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
Player Power Cascader (rolls 10 1-10 numbers, multiplies results and then multiplies that by a Player's attack to increase damage!)
Duelist's Garment (gives powers of Yorehammer, Starcalibur, Resolute Heart, and Infinileaf Clover for one post)
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Tribulation 4 START
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Less Planes arrive, this time. Almost all of Reality is in one place. The other Players are maintaining control of the situation for now, but the arrival of a few more large Planes could throw things into chaos. The Players had hoped to raise an army, but find themselves too busy. Thanks to them, millions upon millions of lives are being saved. Every news channel is going crazy back on Earth, and nobody has a complete picture of the situation. Some Planes are attempting to prepare an army, but they will likely arrive too late. It's up to you.
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A familiar voice comes in above. Its the standard Omnispeech text that heralds the start of another Tribulation.
Altair: Here we go...
ATTENTION PEOPLES OF REALITY:
Now that the Third Tribulation has been in effect for some time, the Fourth Wave of the Evacuation Directive has begun. The Fourth wave contains many "sub-planes" or storage planes, pocket dimensions, and such. Once this transfer concludes, almost all Planes should now be within this Plane.
The Fourth Tribulation shall now begin.
THE MARATHON:
The Fourth Tribulation is the Final Exam. A very long path, full of deadly defensive positions and traps, will be laid out near the current leaders and major fighting forces. By default, that path has nobody to staff it, and thus should be easily traversed by a righteous group of like-minded individuals.
However, Heaven's Army of angels has been appointed as the designated staffers of the defenses should the Evacuation Directive be determined by God to be in error.
Simply input the letter 'A' (or linguistic equivalent) 2,000 times on the terminal at the end of the tunnel to finish the Tribulation.
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The Godmodder closes his eyes, and takes a deep breath. This is it. He knows he can't cheat his way out of this one.
In front of the Players and the Godmodder, a massive section of stone begins to sink down, a staircase forming at the front!
Once the stone has finished sinking down, you see a shimmering blue field appear above the sunken stone - forming a cone, or a dome-like ceiling. You now see a massive tunnel stretching before you, a protective barrier for the ceiling and standard HEXAGONAFIELD stone as the floor. The tunnel splits, has rooms, checkpoints, tightens up in spots - though the overall structure linearly points in one direction, you still feel like you could easily get lost inside.
From the ground of the tunnel rises up row upon row of barbed wire. Aside from the first few hundred meters, which are left empty, each inch is full of cubbyholes enemies could hide in, traps, land mines, and every other defense imaginable. It would be a challenge - but possible - to get through without casualties even though there are no active defenders. The Godmodder prepares to move through-
???: Not so fast, Godmodder!
And then from the light-blue hexagon sky, a tear forms. Slowly, out floats an angel.
Michael: Godmodder! Today, you shall perish! In the name of God, you will be struck down!
The tear widens! Out of the tear, an entire army of angels pours out! Wasting no time, they pour through the newly opened tunnel entrance, filling every last defense with battle-ready angels! Several miles of tightly-laid defenses, and each of them would take any regular human army days to make so much as a dent in!
Michael: Players! We waited for this moment to strike. The Godmodder won't make it past us! Now, take him down!
Michael flies in with the rest of the angels, taking up a position at the far back.
You get ready to fight the Godmodder. Right now, the Godmodder is trapped - pinned between your forces and those of the angels. He has no entities helping him and no army. Also, the taint is spreading rapidly, and any last-minute reinforcements would have trouble getting through the tainted terrain.
The Godmodder, meanwhile, doesn't seem to be paying much attention. His eyes are closed. He's full-on smiling, showing all his teeth.
The Godmodder: Activate God Charge.
The Godmodder spreads his arms wide, and screams to the heavens! Power flows out of him, forming up into - no!
You jump back quickly! He's making more entities! An entire army of them! Fifty! He's making fifty exceedingly powerful entities!
A massive host of monsters, all of varying shapes, sizes, and abilities now stands before you! The Godmodder's old armies are dust, and using the downtime from the Third Tribulation, he was able to charge up and make a NEW army! Even the angels quiver, and go a little further back behind their defenses.
The Godmodder: Players. Angels.
The Godmodder: Today is the day where all shall die. Today is the day where everything old will be destroyed, to make way for a new future, a new Reality. A new Reality in my image.
The Godmodder: This Reality is old, flawed, and more importantly... refuses to come completely under my control.
The Godmodder: You can fight me, or you can go find your family and friends, and say your goodbyes.
The Godmodder: The result will not change.
The Godmodder falls silent, and just when things seem to be a little hopeless...
???: Not so fast, Godmodder!
A portal opens! Out steps two people you haven't seen in far too long - Alice and Xerath!
Xerath: No more secrets. No more lies.
Xerath: Today, Godmodder, YOU shall be the one who perishes!
Alice: I have my OWN God Charge to give you, Godmodder!
Alice: After being in hiding for so long, I managed to complete my own 50-point charge. It should have enough power to deal about 10 damage - I just need a clean shot...
The Godmodder has already erected about 196 different barriers.
Alice: Players...
Alice: We're sorry, for everything. We caused you so much trouble.
Alice: But there is no more time for disunity. We're all going to stop him. Together at last!
Alice: No need to catch up. I've made sure that all Players have had a live feed of the important combat.
Alice turns back towards the Godmodder. She knows that there's no way he'll make this easy. She's going to need a clean shot...
Xerath: Now! NEW SOULRAZERS!
A large group of ships and soldiers pour out of the portal, and array themselves alongside your own troops!
Xerath: Their production buildings are elsewhere! Against a massive army like the Godmodder's, we'll have you taking the brunt of their attacks, while we reduce their numbers slowly with targeted precise strikes!
The Godmodder: ...
The Godmodder: You all think you stand any chance against me?
The Godmodder: Xerath, Alice... do you know why you are who you are? Do you know why you're here?
The Godmodder: You're here because of ME. You wouldn't be alive right now if I didn't will it!
Alice: So will us dead, then. If you have so much power, take us out right now!
The Godmodder: ...
Alice: As I thought, you blew everything you had on some massive army.
Alice: Against the team of a Godmodder and Players... they don't stand a chance. Once the Players shatter those barriers, there'll be nothing to stop me from nailing you with the strongest attack that's ever hit you.
The Godmodder is focusing again. Suddenly, you experience a jolt of memory. There's something that hasn't been taken care of yet. The Godmodder's last Sealed Bosses-!
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The Godmodder is suddenly surrounded by a dark purple bubble. His previous 186 barriers fall to pieces, but your attacks can't penetrate the purple bubble! Nothing can!
You see a small purple line trailing from the purple bubble to something nearby... it's... a Tower? A totally normal tower, its only notable features being "is very large" and "has a banner with three crossed swords hanging from it".
But then, it opens its eyes, and begins to float into the air. That's no tower! It's...
The Godmodder: My last protector. Meet your fifty-first opponent.
The SEALED TANK!
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The Sealed Tank has an absolutely obscene amount of HP - 1,000,000,000! Even with your newfound power, its a lot! And judging by the crossed swords, it has three phases, too! This is obscene! This is-
???: Not so fast, Godmodder!
Another rift opens! Out step four Players - its been just as long since you've seen them!
Jamie: Players! We've got a special weapon for you!
Cera: Jamie! Not again! I wanted the introduc- oh, forget it!
Ash: In the name of all the people you've slain... in the name of my friends, Poyo and Axalis, and everyone else! Today, Godmodder, you die!
Cloak: We have hidden in the shadows too long! Now, we strike as one!
The Godmodder doesn't seem so surprised to see them. But he IS surprised at what Cera's holding... a long blade, glowing that standard magenta, looking similar to Starcalibur, only MUCH more fancy - like a rapier rather than a blade.
Cera: We could've made a deathball of stats. Instead we decided to do something that would actually help against the Godmodder, and made this.
Cera: It's called Yoreblade, after the now-consumed Set of Seven.
Yoreblade: This weapon will kill all but the most powerful things in one hit. Even the most powerful beings within Reality are guaranteed to be seriously injured. It does have a weakness -it can't break through defenses very well. An attack shield would be enough to deflect Yoreblade's attack entirely. It requires a perfectly clear, clean shot to work its magic.
Ash: We had to go through a LOT to get this working and to you.
Cera: I shalt be its wielder! Leave the Tank to me! Three quick jabs, and all three of its phases shall fall!
The Godmodder shakes his head, and turns to his new friends.
The Godmodder: Army, go. Kill them all.
The Godmodder: You five - stay here with me and the Tank. We're going to take care of them.
The other forty-five members of the Godmodder's Army storm into the Fourth Tribulation tunnel!
Alice: This is it! Players! We move as one!
Alice: Now, let's have a final battle cry!
Cloak/Ash/Jamie/Cera/Quinn/Altair/Xerath: RAHHHH!
Several of you join in, as well!
FOURTH TRIBULATION START!
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TL;DR
-The Fourth Tribulation is starting, and it involves the Godmodder needing to move through a giant, defense-filled tunnel
-The Army of Heaven showed up, and is now defending the tunnel, trying to stop the Godmodder getting through
-The Godmodder summoned a massive army of his own
-Alice and Xerath showed up, bringing their own army
-Alice has a 50-post charge, but she won't fire at the godmodder until she has a clean shot
-The Godmodder summoned the Sealed Tank, his 50-HP sealed boss, which is now defending him
-Cera, Ash, Jamie, and Cloak re-appeared, with the Yoreblade
-The Yoreblade is a special weapon that kills everything in one hit, even bosses. Specifically the Sealed Tank.
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The Godmodder moves into the tunnel, and the Players follow him, seeing no other choice.
Far back, you can see the main body of the Godmodder's army absolutely crushing the Angel's defenses! Long-term, the Godmodder's Army will win - but the angels aren't helpless. They're holding out. But not long at this rate... you need to find some way to keep the pressure off them!
The Godmodder's limited squad of himself and a handful of entities from the Army stands between you and the Angels. He doesn't want you and them to get together.
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GAMEPLAY EXPLANATION:
Right now, the Godmodder is at 0% distance. Once he reaches 100% distance, the angels will be completely wiped out, and he'll win the Tribulation! His army is currently pushing through at 10% per turn, so you don't have long until he wins!
However, he needs troops to fight you with, too. Reduce the number of [PG]s with the (Army) tag to 3 or lower, and he'll be forced to call back troops from the rest of his army to help! Every time he does that, his army's advance will slow down by 1%/turn, buying you extra time before he wins!
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Xerath: Players, my army is on standby. We'll be overhead, getting into position where we can.
Xerath: At this point, I think its best all of you take command.
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GAMEPLAY:
Xerath/Alice's Army is moving to assist you! Made up of ships and soldiers, it slowly gains Charge over time. Charge starts at 100% and increases by 50% each turn. The New Soulrazers can store an infinite amount of charge, and have 3 abilities:
-Swarm: Bring in a significant number of allies to bolster your numbers. Costs 50% charge.
-Targeted Strike: Focus all fire on one point, instantly killing one non-boss enemy. Costs 100% charge.
-Godslaughter: Advance a huge chunk of forces directly towards the Godmodder. The Godmodder will be forced to spend 3 actions defending himself. Costs 200% charge.
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Altair: I almost can't believe it... we have a chance to bring the Godmodder down, here and now!
Quinn: Xerath, she needs a clean shot to use her God Charge, right?
Xerath: Yup. And in order for that to happen... that Tower over there has got to go.
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So long as any form of the Sealed Tank is alive, the Godmodder is completely immune to damage. If you manage to kill the Sealed Tank (all three of its forms) before the Godmodder reaches the end of the Fourth Tribulation, Alice will have a chance to launch her God Charge, absolutely decimating the Godmodder!
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THE HEXAGONAFIELD:
ITINERARY:
-Defeat The Sealed Tank! You can't hurt the Godmodder until he's dead!
-Wreck the Godmodder's Army to prevent him from completing the Tribulation!
Minor Tasks:
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DISTANCE: 0%
+10% per turn!
[SR]New Soulrazer Army: 100% charge
[AG]Altair - CP: 43
[AG]Quinn - CP: 43
[AG]Cloak - CP: 0
[AG]Jamie - CP: 0
[AG]Ash - CP: 0
[AG]Xerath - CP: 0
[AG]Cera (wielding Yoreblade - kills everything in one hit!)(has a straight shot to Sealed Tank!)
[AG]Disco Square(Claim for x3 damage!)
[AG]Disco Square(Claim for x3 damage!)
[AG]Disco Square(Claim for x3 damage!)
[AG - Winkins]Winkin's forces: TA: 3,500,000 (protected by 1 Play-doh) 1,500,000 HP Greatshield
Disco-Chan: 1,500,000 HP, 200,000 x 2A, Special: Disco Squares: 0/3 (repels darkness!)
[N]Fennie: 3,000,000/3,000,000 HP, 150,000 x 10A(-1,000,000 damage from all attacks, +500,000 HP/turn)(super extra damage against snakes)(Miniboss)(protecting Disco-Chan)(protected from 4 attacks)
Bunny Baron: 2,000,000 HP (20% dodge rate)
Bun prince/princess: 1,000,000 x 2 HP, 50,000 x 2A (20% dodge rate)(protected from 1 attack)(protected first by the shield buns then the knights)
Bun knights: 50,000 x 55 HP, 20,000 x 55A (15% dodge rate)(+5/turn)
Shield buns: 60,000 x 110 HP (20% dodge rate)(+10/turn)
Fortified Rice Temple(Gives +200,000 HP/turn, -500,000 damage from all attacks, and +100,000A (collective) to Winkins-owned entities)(needs to be killed in one hit, dies to 10M+ damage hits)
Specials: Rice Festival(+100KHP/50KA) - 4/4, Rice BEAM(500,000 damage) - 5/5 - Great Rice Barrier(+2M HP shield to all Winkins') - 6/6
Damage Tank: 0 damage stored!
[AG - Daskter]You can count on Osttruppen, no really you can!: 1,000,000/1,000,000 HP, 250,000A
Tassadar: 4,000,000/4,000,000 HP, 250,000 x 4A, Special: Laser Incision: 5/5 (30% dodge rate)(Totem of Life Unended - when entity dies, puts them into "unended" mode, where HP decays by 50% until healing surpasses it)(protected from 1 attack)
Forward Operating Base: 2,000,000 HP (Resources totally exhausted! Still good as a bunker)
Fortress: 2,000,000 HP (protected from 1 attack)(3 Mines - next attackers take 20,000 damage)
Healbot Mk.1: 600,000/600,000 HP, +500,000A (inside Fortress)
Pioneers: 10,000 x 100 HP, 2,500 x 100A (can heal)
Line Gun: 100,000 x 25 HP(guarding Pioneers/Panzers)
Panzers: 200,000 x 10 HP, 80,000 x 10A
[AG - Cephalos Jr.]Red Army Swordsman: 60% intact! Duel!A (-20% intactness per turn in a duel)(well-trained, wins duels fast)
Red Army Engineers+1: 100,000 x 20 HP (can build or double the attack of whichever combat entity they choose to assist)
Conscript Facility: 300,000 HP (+10 Red Army Soldiers/turn)
Red Army Soldiers: 10,000 x 100 HP, 5,000 x 100A (max: 100)
[AG]The Dark One, -----/----- HP, 500,000 x 5A, Special: Revelation: 1/4, RP: 1
[AG - Paradoxdragonpaci]The Restorer: 1,000,000 HP, +300,000 x 4A (can repair items)(Reverse levitation)(protected from 1 attack)
Order Scion Scout: 2,600,000/2,600,000 HP, 300,000 x 2A (50% dodge rate)(protected from 1 attack)
[AG - Crusher]Janus: 3,500,000/3,500,000 HP, Unlock Ability x 2!A (protected from 2 attacks)
Argus: 4,000,000 HP, 250,000 x 3A (Guard Dog, counterattacks attackers)
[AG - Arsenical]Scoville Reaver: 1,000,000/1,000,000 HP, 600,000A (A S/B/D ignorant)(+100,000 HP/turn)(conversion resistance)(protected from 4 attack)
[AG - CompTIA]LIVE Space Station(has emergency thrusters - saves from one deadly attack!)(Enhanced Production capacity)(Point defense - 25% chance to null attacks)(protected from 5 attack)
Ship AI panel(current AI: CompTIA)
PROTECTION SUMMARY: Shield that blocks first 1,000,000 of damage!
WEAPONRY SUMMARY: 1,300,000 + Tractor beam to freeze one enemy (N/A)
Quadcopters: 10,000 x 100 HP, 5,000 x 100A (guarding LIVE Space Station)(Max: 100)(+10/turn)
Space engineers: 1,000 x 5,000 HP (Can boost any one piece of the Space Station to be twice as effective for a turn)
Prism Deployer: 200,000 HP (+10 Prism/turn)(protected from 3 attack)(originally JOEbob's)
Prism: 50,000 x 60 + 500,000 HP(guarding all)(originally JOEbob's)
Shield Battery: 300,000 HP (can shield up to 2 entities for +500,000 HP, shielding lost if Shield Battery dies)(originally JOEbob's)
[AG - Eevee Shadow Bacon]King DDD: Perfect HP, Perfect! A (Is perfect)
[AG - DragonofHope]Ash Aragami: 5,000,000 HP + 700,000 HP (+20 Aragami/turn) + Shield Core: 300,000 HP (projects 700,000 HP shield)
Aragami: 30,000 x 20 HP, 10,000 x 20A
[AG - EternalStruggle]Apex Fleet: TA: 5,800,000
The Apex: 5,000,000/5,000,000 HP, 500,000 x 2A (-1,000,000 damage from all attacks)(Fleet Beacon - Each turn, increase a specific unit type of ES's choice by 25%, rounded up to the nearest round number)
Attack frigates: 10,000 x 100 HP, 3,000 x 100A (10% dodge rate)
Ordnance cruiser: 250,000 x 10 HP, 250,000 x 10A(can attack or heal)
Spectral Lord: 400,000 x 20 HP, 4/4 charge (currently charging)(50,000A when not charging)
Overseer: 500,000 x 10 HP (As long as at least 1 Overlord is alive, refills Constructor/Attack drones to 1,000/4,000 each turn, if they're below that)(protected from 2 attack)
Attack drone: 1 x 1,000 HP + 4,000,000 HP, 2,000 x 1,000A
Constructor drone: 4,000 x 1,000 HP + 40,000 HP (Doubles the number of units in a group once per turn!)
Engineering depot: 400,000 x 2HP (Materials exhausted - still useful as a shield!)
Airfield: 400,000 x 1HP (Materials exhausted - still useful as a shield!)
[AG]Elite Pigmen: 10,000 x 10 HP, 5,000 x 10A
Elite Wither Skeletons: 50,000 x 5 HP, 50,000 x 5A
Elite Ghasts: 5,000 x 25 HP, 10,000 x 25A (A S/B/D ignorant)
God-Elite Blazes: 50,000 x 100 HP, 10,000 x 100A
God-Elite Wither Skeletons: 500,000 x 5 HP, 500,000 x 5A
[AG]Psychic Overlord II: 11,500,000/11,500,000 HP, 1,700,000A, Special: Gain Ability: 0/2 (When killed, stays alive for one turn, and gets x15 damage)(+400,000 HP/turn)(weak mind powers)(Boss)(protected from 1 attack)
[N - CaptainNZZZ]Temporal Guardian: 20,000,000/20,000,000 HP, 5,000,000 x 2A, Special: Za Warudo: 2/2 (-100,000 damage from all attacks)(20% dodge rate+1 Auto Dodge)(+1,000,000 HP per turn)(miniboss+status effect resistance)(poison resistant)(protected from 3 attacks)(has spatial warping necklace - saves from fatal blow)
Mark III Tactical Flashbang: 650,000/650,000 HP, 250,000 x 2A (extra damage against hordes)(stuns hit enemies up to minibosses for 1 turn!)(reduces hit enemy accuracy by 20%!)(50% dodge rate)(gravity harness)(2 attack redirector)(1 Emergency teleporter)(-100,000 damage from all attacks)(+5,000 HP/turn)
Rotaz+1: 350,000/350,000 HP(engineer)(+5% accuracy)(50% dodge rate)(immune to teenage rebellion)(resistant to status effects)(protected from 1 attack)(2 attack redirector)(Dimensional and Space Emergency Button)(Telaport, saves from lethal hit)
Magitek servitor factory: 700,000/700,000 HP, +200,000A, +40 Servitor/turn (3 attack redirector)(+5% accuracy)(40% dodge rate)(immune to teenage rebellion)(resistant to status effects)(Time-phaser protects from one lethal hit)
Servitors: 10,000 x 540, 5,000 x 540A(+5% accuracy)(+15% dodge rate)(immune to teenage rebellion)(resistant to status effects)(2 attack redirector)
Hellfire Crystal Golem: 2,000,000/2,000,000 HP, 100,000A (protected from 1 attack... IN STYLE!)(+5% accuracy)(+15% dodge rate)(immune to teenage rebellion)(resistant to status effects)(Rune-cast powers)(Phase-shift cloak powers)(Dimension warping powers)(1 attack redirector)(Time-phaser protects from one lethal hit)
[PG]Nemesis: 60,000,000 HP, 5,000,000 x 7A (Elite)(Army)(tri-shield buster)
[PG]Minecraft Player: 25,000,000 HP, 2,000,000 x 4A(tri-shield buster)(Army)
[PG]Fortnite Player: 25,000,000 HP, Build!A (Army)
[PG]Nightmare: 30,000,000 HP, Stasis x2!A (A S/B/D ignorant)(Army)
[PG]Red Scare: 20,000,000 HP, 4,000,000 x 3A (tri-shield buster)(Army)
[PG]Sealed Tank: 1,000,000,000 HP (projecting Godmodder protection field)(Boss)
[PG]The Godmodder: 22/310 HP (Descended - x5 Actions per turn)(Completely Invincible)
Entities with Tri-Shield buster can smash through three shields/blockers/reflectors with one attack. If there's only one or two, then damage will be reduced/reflected by 33/66%.
Player list:
OOC: This is the very last time the field will return to anything resembling normal, back before you died at the Bank of Actions. Have fun!
Less Planes arrive, this time. Almost all of Reality is in one place. The other Players are maintaining control of the situation for now, but the arrival of a few more large Planes could throw things into chaos. The Players had hoped to raise an army, but find themselves too busy. Thanks to them, millions upon millions of lives are being saved. Every news channel is going crazy back on Earth, and nobody has a complete picture of the situation. Some Planes are attempting to prepare an army, but they will likely arrive too late. It's up to you.
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A familiar voice comes in above. Its the standard Omnispeech text that heralds the start of another Tribulation.
Altair: Here we go...
ATTENTION PEOPLES OF REALITY:
Now that the Third Tribulation has been in effect for some time, the Fourth Wave of the Evacuation Directive has begun. The Fourth wave contains many "sub-planes" or storage planes, pocket dimensions, and such. Once this transfer concludes, almost all Planes should now be within this Plane.
The Fourth Tribulation shall now begin.
THE MARATHON:
The Fourth Tribulation is the Final Exam. A very long path, full of deadly defensive positions and traps, will be laid out near the current leaders and major fighting forces. By default, that path has nobody to staff it, and thus should be easily traversed by a righteous group of like-minded individuals.
However, Heaven's Army of angels has been appointed as the designated staffers of the defenses should the Evacuation Directive be determined by God to be in error.
Simply input the letter 'A' (or linguistic equivalent) 2,000 times on the terminal at the end of the tunnel to finish the Tribulation.
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The Godmodder closes his eyes, and takes a deep breath. This is it. He knows he can't cheat his way out of this one.
In front of the Players and the Godmodder, a massive section of stone begins to sink down, a staircase forming at the front!
Once the stone has finished sinking down, you see a shimmering blue field appear above the sunken stone - forming a cone, or a dome-like ceiling. You now see a massive tunnel stretching before you, a protective barrier for the ceiling and standard HEXAGONAFIELD stone as the floor. The tunnel splits, has rooms, checkpoints, tightens up in spots - though the overall structure linearly points in one direction, you still feel like you could easily get lost inside.
From the ground of the tunnel rises up row upon row of barbed wire. Aside from the first few hundred meters, which are left empty, each inch is full of cubbyholes enemies could hide in, traps, land mines, and every other defense imaginable. It would be a challenge - but possible - to get through without casualties even though there are no active defenders. The Godmodder prepares to move through-
???: Not so fast, Godmodder!
And then from the light-blue hexagon sky, a tear forms. Slowly, out floats an angel.
Michael: Godmodder! Today, you shall perish! In the name of God, you will be struck down!
The tear widens! Out of the tear, an entire army of angels pours out! Wasting no time, they pour through the newly opened tunnel entrance, filling every last defense with battle-ready angels! Several miles of tightly-laid defenses, and each of them would take any regular human army days to make so much as a dent in!
Michael: Players! We waited for this moment to strike. The Godmodder won't make it past us! Now, take him down!
Michael flies in with the rest of the angels, taking up a position at the far back.
You get ready to fight the Godmodder. Right now, the Godmodder is trapped - pinned between your forces and those of the angels. He has no entities helping him and no army. Also, the taint is spreading rapidly, and any last-minute reinforcements would have trouble getting through the tainted terrain.
The Godmodder, meanwhile, doesn't seem to be paying much attention. His eyes are closed. He's full-on smiling, showing all his teeth.
The Godmodder: Activate God Charge.
The Godmodder spreads his arms wide, and screams to the heavens! Power flows out of him, forming up into - no!
You jump back quickly! He's making more entities! An entire army of them! Fifty! He's making fifty exceedingly powerful entities!
A massive host of monsters, all of varying shapes, sizes, and abilities now stands before you! The Godmodder's old armies are dust, and using the downtime from the Third Tribulation, he was able to charge up and make a NEW army! Even the angels quiver, and go a little further back behind their defenses.
The Godmodder: Players. Angels.
The Godmodder: Today is the day where all shall die. Today is the day where everything old will be destroyed, to make way for a new future, a new Reality. A new Reality in my image.
The Godmodder: This Reality is old, flawed, and more importantly... refuses to come completely under my control.
The Godmodder: You can fight me, or you can go find your family and friends, and say your goodbyes.
The Godmodder: The result will not change.
The Godmodder falls silent, and just when things seem to be a little hopeless...
???: Not so fast, Godmodder!
A portal opens! Out steps two people you haven't seen in far too long - Alice and Xerath!
Xerath: No more secrets. No more lies.
Xerath: Today, Godmodder, YOU shall be the one who perishes!
Alice: I have my OWN God Charge to give you, Godmodder!
Alice: After being in hiding for so long, I managed to complete my own 50-point charge. It should have enough power to deal about 10 damage - I just need a clean shot...
The Godmodder has already erected about 196 different barriers.
Alice: Players...
Alice: We're sorry, for everything. We caused you so much trouble.
Alice: But there is no more time for disunity. We're all going to stop him. Together at last!
Alice: No need to catch up. I've made sure that all Players have had a live feed of the important combat.
Alice turns back towards the Godmodder. She knows that there's no way he'll make this easy. She's going to need a clean shot...
Xerath: Now! NEW SOULRAZERS!
A large group of ships and soldiers pour out of the portal, and array themselves alongside your own troops!
Xerath: Their production buildings are elsewhere! Against a massive army like the Godmodder's, we'll have you taking the brunt of their attacks, while we reduce their numbers slowly with targeted precise strikes!
The Godmodder: ...
The Godmodder: You all think you stand any chance against me?
The Godmodder: Xerath, Alice... do you know why you are who you are? Do you know why you're here?
The Godmodder: You're here because of ME. You wouldn't be alive right now if I didn't will it!
Alice: So will us dead, then. If you have so much power, take us out right now!
The Godmodder: ...
Alice: As I thought, you blew everything you had on some massive army.
Alice: Against the team of a Godmodder and Players... they don't stand a chance. Once the Players shatter those barriers, there'll be nothing to stop me from nailing you with the strongest attack that's ever hit you.
The Godmodder is focusing again. Suddenly, you experience a jolt of memory. There's something that hasn't been taken care of yet. The Godmodder's last Sealed Bosses-!
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The Godmodder is suddenly surrounded by a dark purple bubble. His previous 186 barriers fall to pieces, but your attacks can't penetrate the purple bubble! Nothing can!
You see a small purple line trailing from the purple bubble to something nearby... it's... a Tower? A totally normal tower, its only notable features being "is very large" and "has a banner with three crossed swords hanging from it".
But then, it opens its eyes, and begins to float into the air. That's no tower! It's...
The Godmodder: My last protector. Meet your fifty-first opponent.
The SEALED TANK!
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The Sealed Tank has an absolutely obscene amount of HP - 1,000,000,000! Even with your newfound power, its a lot! And judging by the crossed swords, it has three phases, too! This is obscene! This is-
???: Not so fast, Godmodder!
Another rift opens! Out step four Players - its been just as long since you've seen them!
Jamie: Players! We've got a special weapon for you!
Cera: Jamie! Not again! I wanted the introduc- oh, forget it!
Ash: In the name of all the people you've slain... in the name of my friends, Poyo and Axalis, and everyone else! Today, Godmodder, you die!
Cloak: We have hidden in the shadows too long! Now, we strike as one!
The Godmodder doesn't seem so surprised to see them. But he IS surprised at what Cera's holding... a long blade, glowing that standard magenta, looking similar to Starcalibur, only MUCH more fancy - like a rapier rather than a blade.
Cera: We could've made a deathball of stats. Instead we decided to do something that would actually help against the Godmodder, and made this.
Cera: It's called Yoreblade, after the now-consumed Set of Seven.
Yoreblade: This weapon will kill all but the most powerful things in one hit. Even the most powerful beings within Reality are guaranteed to be seriously injured. It does have a weakness -it can't break through defenses very well. An attack shield would be enough to deflect Yoreblade's attack entirely. It requires a perfectly clear, clean shot to work its magic.
Ash: We had to go through a LOT to get this working and to you.
Cera: I shalt be its wielder! Leave the Tank to me! Three quick jabs, and all three of its phases shall fall!
The Godmodder shakes his head, and turns to his new friends.
The Godmodder: Army, go. Kill them all.
The Godmodder: You five - stay here with me and the Tank. We're going to take care of them.
The other forty-five members of the Godmodder's Army storm into the Fourth Tribulation tunnel!
Alice: This is it! Players! We move as one!
Alice: Now, let's have a final battle cry!
Cloak/Ash/Jamie/Cera/Quinn/Altair/Xerath: RAHHHH!
Several of you join in, as well!
FOURTH TRIBULATION START!
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TL;DR
-The Fourth Tribulation is starting, and it involves the Godmodder needing to move through a giant, defense-filled tunnel
-The Army of Heaven showed up, and is now defending the tunnel, trying to stop the Godmodder getting through
-The Godmodder summoned a massive army of his own
-Alice and Xerath showed up, bringing their own army
-Alice has a 50-post charge, but she won't fire at the godmodder until she has a clean shot
-The Godmodder summoned the Sealed Tank, his 50-HP sealed boss, which is now defending him
-Cera, Ash, Jamie, and Cloak re-appeared, with the Yoreblade
-The Yoreblade is a special weapon that kills everything in one hit, even bosses. Specifically the Sealed Tank.
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The Godmodder moves into the tunnel, and the Players follow him, seeing no other choice.
Far back, you can see the main body of the Godmodder's army absolutely crushing the Angel's defenses! Long-term, the Godmodder's Army will win - but the angels aren't helpless. They're holding out. But not long at this rate... you need to find some way to keep the pressure off them!
The Godmodder's limited squad of himself and a handful of entities from the Army stands between you and the Angels. He doesn't want you and them to get together.
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GAMEPLAY EXPLANATION:
Right now, the Godmodder is at 0% distance. Once he reaches 100% distance, the angels will be completely wiped out, and he'll win the Tribulation! His army is currently pushing through at 10% per turn, so you don't have long until he wins!
However, he needs troops to fight you with, too. Reduce the number of [PG]s with the (Army) tag to 3 or lower, and he'll be forced to call back troops from the rest of his army to help! Every time he does that, his army's advance will slow down by 1%/turn, buying you extra time before he wins!
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Xerath: Players, my army is on standby. We'll be overhead, getting into position where we can.
Xerath: At this point, I think its best all of you take command.
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GAMEPLAY:
Xerath/Alice's Army is moving to assist you! Made up of ships and soldiers, it slowly gains Charge over time. Charge starts at 100% and increases by 50% each turn. The New Soulrazers can store an infinite amount of charge, and have 3 abilities:
-Swarm: Bring in a significant number of allies to bolster your numbers. Costs 50% charge.
-Targeted Strike: Focus all fire on one point, instantly killing one non-boss enemy. Costs 100% charge.
-Godslaughter: Advance a huge chunk of forces directly towards the Godmodder. The Godmodder will be forced to spend 3 actions defending himself. Costs 200% charge.
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Altair: I almost can't believe it... we have a chance to bring the Godmodder down, here and now!
Quinn: Xerath, she needs a clean shot to use her God Charge, right?
Xerath: Yup. And in order for that to happen... that Tower over there has got to go.
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So long as any form of the Sealed Tank is alive, the Godmodder is completely immune to damage. If you manage to kill the Sealed Tank (all three of its forms) before the Godmodder reaches the end of the Fourth Tribulation, Alice will have a chance to launch her God Charge, absolutely decimating the Godmodder!
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THE HEXAGONAFIELD:
ITINERARY:
-Defeat The Sealed Tank! You can't hurt the Godmodder until he's dead!
-Wreck the Godmodder's Army to prevent him from completing the Tribulation!
Minor Tasks:
Use Xerath's New Soulrazer support to help!
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DISTANCE: 0%
+10% per turn!
[SR]New Soulrazer Army: 100% charge
[AG]Altair - CP: 43
[AG]Quinn - CP: 43
[AG]Cloak - CP: 0
[AG]Jamie - CP: 0
[AG]Ash - CP: 0
[AG]Xerath - CP: 0
[AG]Cera (wielding Yoreblade - kills everything in one hit!)(has a straight shot to Sealed Tank!)
[AG]Disco Square(Claim for x3 damage!)
[AG]Disco Square(Claim for x3 damage!)
[AG]Disco Square(Claim for x3 damage!)
[AG - Winkins]Winkin's forces: TA: 3,500,000 (protected by 1 Play-doh) 1,500,000 HP Greatshield
Disco-Chan: 1,500,000 HP, 200,000 x 2A, Special: Disco Squares: 0/3 (repels darkness!)
[N]Fennie: 3,000,000/3,000,000 HP, 150,000 x 10A(-1,000,000 damage from all attacks, +500,000 HP/turn)(super extra damage against snakes)(Miniboss)(protecting Disco-Chan)(protected from 4 attacks)
Bunny Baron: 2,000,000 HP (20% dodge rate)
Bun prince/princess: 1,000,000 x 2 HP, 50,000 x 2A (20% dodge rate)(protected from 1 attack)(protected first by the shield buns then the knights)
Bun knights: 50,000 x 55 HP, 20,000 x 55A (15% dodge rate)(+5/turn)
Shield buns: 60,000 x 110 HP (20% dodge rate)(+10/turn)
Fortified Rice Temple(Gives +200,000 HP/turn, -500,000 damage from all attacks, and +100,000A (collective) to Winkins-owned entities)(needs to be killed in one hit, dies to 10M+ damage hits)
Specials: Rice Festival(+100KHP/50KA) - 4/4, Rice BEAM(500,000 damage) - 5/5 - Great Rice Barrier(+2M HP shield to all Winkins') - 6/6
Damage Tank: 0 damage stored!
[AG - Daskter]You can count on Osttruppen, no really you can!: 1,000,000/1,000,000 HP, 250,000A
Tassadar: 4,000,000/4,000,000 HP, 250,000 x 4A, Special: Laser Incision: 5/5 (30% dodge rate)(Totem of Life Unended - when entity dies, puts them into "unended" mode, where HP decays by 50% until healing surpasses it)(protected from 1 attack)
Forward Operating Base: 2,000,000 HP (Resources totally exhausted! Still good as a bunker)
Fortress: 2,000,000 HP (protected from 1 attack)(3 Mines - next attackers take 20,000 damage)
Healbot Mk.1: 600,000/600,000 HP, +500,000A (inside Fortress)
Pioneers: 10,000 x 100 HP, 2,500 x 100A (can heal)
Line Gun: 100,000 x 25 HP(guarding Pioneers/Panzers)
Panzers: 200,000 x 10 HP, 80,000 x 10A
[AG - Cephalos Jr.]Red Army Swordsman: 60% intact! Duel!A (-20% intactness per turn in a duel)(well-trained, wins duels fast)
Red Army Engineers+1: 100,000 x 20 HP (can build or double the attack of whichever combat entity they choose to assist)
Conscript Facility: 300,000 HP (+10 Red Army Soldiers/turn)
Red Army Soldiers: 10,000 x 100 HP, 5,000 x 100A (max: 100)
[AG]The Dark One, -----/----- HP, 500,000 x 5A, Special: Revelation: 1/4, RP: 1
[AG - Paradoxdragonpaci]The Restorer: 1,000,000 HP, +300,000 x 4A (can repair items)(Reverse levitation)(protected from 1 attack)
Order Scion Scout: 2,600,000/2,600,000 HP, 300,000 x 2A (50% dodge rate)(protected from 1 attack)
[AG - Crusher]Janus: 3,500,000/3,500,000 HP, Unlock Ability x 2!A (protected from 2 attacks)
Argus: 4,000,000 HP, 250,000 x 3A (Guard Dog, counterattacks attackers)
[AG - Arsenical]Scoville Reaver: 1,000,000/1,000,000 HP, 600,000A (A S/B/D ignorant)(+100,000 HP/turn)(conversion resistance)(protected from 4 attack)
[AG - CompTIA]LIVE Space Station(has emergency thrusters - saves from one deadly attack!)(Enhanced Production capacity)(Point defense - 25% chance to null attacks)(protected from 5 attack)
Ship AI panel(current AI: CompTIA)
PROTECTION SUMMARY: Shield that blocks first 1,000,000 of damage!
WEAPONRY SUMMARY: 1,300,000 + Tractor beam to freeze one enemy (N/A)
Quadcopters: 10,000 x 100 HP, 5,000 x 100A (guarding LIVE Space Station)(Max: 100)(+10/turn)
Space engineers: 1,000 x 5,000 HP (Can boost any one piece of the Space Station to be twice as effective for a turn)
Prism Deployer: 200,000 HP (+10 Prism/turn)(protected from 3 attack)(originally JOEbob's)
Prism: 50,000 x 60 + 500,000 HP(guarding all)(originally JOEbob's)
Shield Battery: 300,000 HP (can shield up to 2 entities for +500,000 HP, shielding lost if Shield Battery dies)(originally JOEbob's)
[AG - Eevee Shadow Bacon]King DDD: Perfect HP, Perfect! A (Is perfect)
[AG - DragonofHope]Ash Aragami: 5,000,000 HP + 700,000 HP (+20 Aragami/turn) + Shield Core: 300,000 HP (projects 700,000 HP shield)
Aragami: 30,000 x 20 HP, 10,000 x 20A
[AG - EternalStruggle]Apex Fleet: TA: 5,800,000
The Apex: 5,000,000/5,000,000 HP, 500,000 x 2A (-1,000,000 damage from all attacks)(Fleet Beacon - Each turn, increase a specific unit type of ES's choice by 25%, rounded up to the nearest round number)
Attack frigates: 10,000 x 100 HP, 3,000 x 100A (10% dodge rate)
Ordnance cruiser: 250,000 x 10 HP, 250,000 x 10A(can attack or heal)
Spectral Lord: 400,000 x 20 HP, 4/4 charge (currently charging)(50,000A when not charging)
Overseer: 500,000 x 10 HP (As long as at least 1 Overlord is alive, refills Constructor/Attack drones to 1,000/4,000 each turn, if they're below that)(protected from 2 attack)
Attack drone: 1 x 1,000 HP + 4,000,000 HP, 2,000 x 1,000A
Constructor drone: 4,000 x 1,000 HP + 40,000 HP (Doubles the number of units in a group once per turn!)
Engineering depot: 400,000 x 2HP (Materials exhausted - still useful as a shield!)
Airfield: 400,000 x 1HP (Materials exhausted - still useful as a shield!)
[AG]Elite Pigmen: 10,000 x 10 HP, 5,000 x 10A
Elite Wither Skeletons: 50,000 x 5 HP, 50,000 x 5A
Elite Ghasts: 5,000 x 25 HP, 10,000 x 25A (A S/B/D ignorant)
God-Elite Blazes: 50,000 x 100 HP, 10,000 x 100A
God-Elite Wither Skeletons: 500,000 x 5 HP, 500,000 x 5A
[AG]Psychic Overlord II: 11,500,000/11,500,000 HP, 1,700,000A, Special: Gain Ability: 0/2 (When killed, stays alive for one turn, and gets x15 damage)(+400,000 HP/turn)(weak mind powers)(Boss)(protected from 1 attack)
[N - CaptainNZZZ]Temporal Guardian: 20,000,000/20,000,000 HP, 5,000,000 x 2A, Special: Za Warudo: 2/2 (-100,000 damage from all attacks)(20% dodge rate+1 Auto Dodge)(+1,000,000 HP per turn)(miniboss+status effect resistance)(poison resistant)(protected from 3 attacks)(has spatial warping necklace - saves from fatal blow)
Mark III Tactical Flashbang: 650,000/650,000 HP, 250,000 x 2A (extra damage against hordes)(stuns hit enemies up to minibosses for 1 turn!)(reduces hit enemy accuracy by 20%!)(50% dodge rate)(gravity harness)(2 attack redirector)(1 Emergency teleporter)(-100,000 damage from all attacks)(+5,000 HP/turn)
Rotaz+1: 350,000/350,000 HP(engineer)(+5% accuracy)(50% dodge rate)(immune to teenage rebellion)(resistant to status effects)(protected from 1 attack)(2 attack redirector)(Dimensional and Space Emergency Button)(Telaport, saves from lethal hit)
Magitek servitor factory: 700,000/700,000 HP, +200,000A, +40 Servitor/turn (3 attack redirector)(+5% accuracy)(40% dodge rate)(immune to teenage rebellion)(resistant to status effects)(Time-phaser protects from one lethal hit)
Servitors: 10,000 x 540, 5,000 x 540A(+5% accuracy)(+15% dodge rate)(immune to teenage rebellion)(resistant to status effects)(2 attack redirector)
Hellfire Crystal Golem: 2,000,000/2,000,000 HP, 100,000A (protected from 1 attack... IN STYLE!)(+5% accuracy)(+15% dodge rate)(immune to teenage rebellion)(resistant to status effects)(Rune-cast powers)(Phase-shift cloak powers)(Dimension warping powers)(1 attack redirector)(Time-phaser protects from one lethal hit)
[PG]Nemesis: 60,000,000 HP, 5,000,000 x 7A (Elite)(Army)(tri-shield buster)
[PG]Minecraft Player: 25,000,000 HP, 2,000,000 x 4A(tri-shield buster)(Army)
[PG]Fortnite Player: 25,000,000 HP, Build!A (Army)
[PG]Nightmare: 30,000,000 HP, Stasis x2!A (A S/B/D ignorant)(Army)
[PG]Red Scare: 20,000,000 HP, 4,000,000 x 3A (tri-shield buster)(Army)
[PG]Sealed Tank: 1,000,000,000 HP (projecting Godmodder protection field)(Boss)
[PG]The Godmodder: 22/310 HP (Descended - x5 Actions per turn)(Completely Invincible)
Entities with Tri-Shield buster can smash through three shields/blockers/reflectors with one attack. If there's only one or two, then damage will be reduced/reflected by 33/66%.
Player list:
Alastair Dragovich - CP: 23 (has Solar Powered Player Killer Armaments - high damage against Players!, Pelicannon, Rage Cube, X-Blade (use to protect one Player from death once!))
Arsenical - CP: 8(1 post in debt!)
Bill Nye - CP: 20 (has super sharp gold sword - 3 power left, burny iron sword - 3 power left, bow and arrow - 3 power)
Captain.cat - CP: 55 (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+1, Remnant crypt energy, EMP, Mopium, Godmodder Tracker V1.0, always-hit-Monocle)
Cephalos Jr. - CP: 2 (has Cybil's blood sample, anti-infantry railgun, pocket reactor(1 power), power armor)
Crusher48 - CP: 0 (Has Tactician Soul in a Bottle, Scanner Cannon)
Dangan_Machin - CP: 9
Daskter - CP: 9 (has Boosted Evolve Hunters)
Dragon of Hope?!? - CP: 0 (Espionage ghost)(Excalibur - 25 Power)
Eevee Shadow Bacon - CP: 15
Ender_Smirk - CP: 8 (has Shadow Agitator)
[N+1]EternalStruggle - CP: 0
FlamingFlapjacks - CP: 3 (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: 6 (has Ultimo Durana(100 power left, CALLBACK Greatsword, Self damage ticket)
I'mTotallyNot-R.O.B - CP: 0 (has Super Soldier Serum)
[N+2]Joebobobob - CP: 26 (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: 43
Krill13 - CP: 26 (has Iron Hoe Storm)
Moonstar101 - CP: 0
O.R.I.G.I.N. - CP: 10
Paradoxdragonpaci - CP: 6 (has paradox void cards, hexagonaherbs, 6 Homestuck Aspect vials(Life/Void/Mind/Blood/Doom/Heart 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), crystal dream gems)
Pionoplayer - CP: 109
Ranger_Strider_ - CP: 8
That-Random-Guy - CP: 58 (protected from 1 attack)(has Echolocation)
The_Quiet_Watcher - CP: 17 (has paradise grenade(teleports enemies to paradise), spirit knife, grenades)(has The Real Kicker, entropy-blood-smash powers!)
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, greatsword)
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
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)
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
Player Power Cascader (rolls 10 1-10 numbers, multiplies results and then multiplies that by a Player's attack to increase damage!)
Duelist's Garment (gives powers of Yorehammer, Starcalibur, Resolute Heart, and Infinileaf Clover for one post)
Arsenical - CP: 8(1 post in debt!)
Bill Nye - CP: 20 (has super sharp gold sword - 3 power left, burny iron sword - 3 power left, bow and arrow - 3 power)
Captain.cat - CP: 55 (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+1, Remnant crypt energy, EMP, Mopium, Godmodder Tracker V1.0, always-hit-Monocle)
Cephalos Jr. - CP: 2 (has Cybil's blood sample, anti-infantry railgun, pocket reactor(1 power), power armor)
Crusher48 - CP: 0 (Has Tactician Soul in a Bottle, Scanner Cannon)
Dangan_Machin - CP: 9
Daskter - CP: 9 (has Boosted Evolve Hunters)
Dragon of Hope?!? - CP: 0 (Espionage ghost)(Excalibur - 25 Power)
Eevee Shadow Bacon - CP: 15
Ender_Smirk - CP: 8 (has Shadow Agitator)
[N+1]EternalStruggle - CP: 0
FlamingFlapjacks - CP: 3 (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: 6 (has Ultimo Durana(100 power left, CALLBACK Greatsword, Self damage ticket)
I'mTotallyNot-R.O.B - CP: 0 (has Super Soldier Serum)
[N+2]Joebobobob - CP: 26 (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: 43
Krill13 - CP: 26 (has Iron Hoe Storm)
Moonstar101 - CP: 0
O.R.I.G.I.N. - CP: 10
Paradoxdragonpaci - CP: 6 (has paradox void cards, hexagonaherbs, 6 Homestuck Aspect vials(Life/Void/Mind/Blood/Doom/Heart 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), crystal dream gems)
Pionoplayer - CP: 109
Ranger_Strider_ - CP: 8
That-Random-Guy - CP: 58 (protected from 1 attack)(has Echolocation)
The_Quiet_Watcher - CP: 17 (has paradise grenade(teleports enemies to paradise), spirit knife, grenades)(has The Real Kicker, entropy-blood-smash powers!)
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, greatsword)
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
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)
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
Player Power Cascader (rolls 10 1-10 numbers, multiplies results and then multiplies that by a Player's attack to increase damage!)
Duelist's Garment (gives powers of Yorehammer, Starcalibur, Resolute Heart, and Infinileaf Clover for one post)
OOC: This is the very last time the field will return to anything resembling normal, back before you died at the Bank of Actions. Have fun!
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She/Her
Free Action: Initiating calculation scheme. Consulting Tactician In a Jar. Devising optimal combat strategy.
Soulrazer Directive: targeted strike against the Nemesis. It's insanely strong and needs to be taken down instantly.
Player Inventory Asset Allocation: We have a large reserve of assets in our player inventory that are likely to be irrelevant after this battle. We either use them now, or never. Bolded items in the list below are items that should be deployed ASAP, and items in Italics are reserve assets.
Ally Addendum: We want to sacrifice the Psychic Overlord using a Disco Square to put out some huge burst damage, then resurrect it with the save point linked to it. Then we'll be able to have the Save Point re-attuned to an incoming AG super-entity.
Free Action 2: Hey, Cera, we have a single-shot Yorehammer ability that would pierce all defenses. Would that synergize with your Yoreblade to instakill a protected target?
Entity Orders: I order the Psychic Overlord to execute a suicide attack using the Disco Squares. Janus should unlock a defensive ability for Argus and then an extra ability for the upcoming AG super-entity. Argus should go offensive and coordinate its attack with other AG entities to wipe out a PG army entity.
Actual Actions: I overcharge the Psychic Overlord with psychic energy, massively draining its health in exchange for an attack boost (or just draining its health).
Soulrazer Directive: targeted strike against the Nemesis. It's insanely strong and needs to be taken down instantly.
Player Inventory Asset Allocation: We have a large reserve of assets in our player inventory that are likely to be irrelevant after this battle. We either use them now, or never. Bolded items in the list below are items that should be deployed ASAP, and items in Italics are reserve assets.
- Bonfire: Use them if the Godmodder finds a way to start hurting players. Maybe. They're probably not going to see use.
- Ultimate Orb of Shielding: The Godmodder has anti-attack shield strategies right now. Save it for later, but it's still going to be a huge bonus.
- Orb of Resurrection: Save this for when something strong goes down. Not sure at a glance what the strongest entity we ever had was though, but there's probably some sort of shenanigan.
- Time Accelerator: Using this, we can give the New Soulrazer Army +500% charge, letting us summon 10 groups of army support, instakill 5 entities, disrupt the Godmodder's actions 2.5 times, or some mix of those.
- True Multiplier Orbs: Use one on the Temporal Guardian to give it enough strength to one-shot the Red Scare. Use another on the new super-entity we're summoning this round.
- Charge Booster: A risky option. We can use it to double action power, but there is a 10% chance that your turn gets wiped out entirely, and a higher chance that it doesn't work now that Paradox energy is gone.
- Wishful Whammy: Moderately useful attack option.
- Celestial Guidance: Better off saving it for the later Tribulations that are less straightforward.
- Magical Obliteration: Use it when we're close to being overwhelmed to ruin an entity's day..
- Desperation Shield: This shouldn't have to be used at any point.
- CP Converter: This is the thing that gives us extra CP for Godmodder damage. Maybe modify it so that when Alice releases the God Charge, she gets 50 CP for that and can then fire a second God Charge afterwards.
- Player Power Cascader: Huge potential damage.
- Duelist's garment: Provides double action, status immunity, defense bypass, and most importantly, perfect luck. Combine with the Player Power Cascader and add 10 zeroes to your attack, enough to field-wipe at any point.
Ally Addendum: We want to sacrifice the Psychic Overlord using a Disco Square to put out some huge burst damage, then resurrect it with the save point linked to it. Then we'll be able to have the Save Point re-attuned to an incoming AG super-entity.
Free Action 2: Hey, Cera, we have a single-shot Yorehammer ability that would pierce all defenses. Would that synergize with your Yoreblade to instakill a protected target?
Entity Orders: I order the Psychic Overlord to execute a suicide attack using the Disco Squares. Janus should unlock a defensive ability for Argus and then an extra ability for the upcoming AG super-entity. Argus should go offensive and coordinate its attack with other AG entities to wipe out a PG army entity.
Actual Actions: I overcharge the Psychic Overlord with psychic energy, massively draining its health in exchange for an attack boost (or just draining its health).
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Based on Attack Drone, the 40k should be 40m.
And either Constructor and Attack or 1,000 and 4,000 should be swapped, I think.
With that out of the way:
ES also votes for using Targeted Strike on the Nemesis. He keeps the 20,000,000,000 damage energy attack in reserve... for now. He orders the Fleet Beacon and Constructor Drones to work together to increase the number of Attack Frigates.
And with that out of the way:
Full barrage, all cannons, on that Red Scare! If it's a Red Scare, we'll give it something to be scared of. Not only does the entire Apex Fleet shoot it with everything they have, ES summons the entire Soviet T-54 and T-55 fleet from the depths of obsolescence to attack! A hundred thousand Main Battle Tanks roll forward to strike down the capitalist plot for THE MOTHERLAND! Firing shells of FINEST SOVIET STEEL with FINEST SOVIET PROPELLANT, they utterly decimate the Red Scare! Then, after they've emptied all their ammunition, they all charge forward and ram it with FINEST SOVIET STEEL (but armour and not shells this time) and FINEST SOVIET TREADS! They've decimated the Red Scare a second time!
Glory to the Union, Comrade Moniker! You wouldn't want to disappoint the KGB by making this attack deal low damage, would you?
ES also claims a Disco Square because there's no reason not to, although if the entire Apex Fleet can fit on a single Square they claim one instead.
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After some conversation, I show him the nice bed.
Since every time I used the bed, it ended up with me in Morpheus' dreamland, there is a distinct possibility it still has Morpheus Dreamstuff. I give him the bed and leave him to using it, finishing with an offhand mention that, if some of my plans work, I might need his help for something.
If he believes the expenditure of all my CP, Something, half of my infinity charmzard energy, or any other resource I posses which is reasonable for this goal, will allow him to rebecome a minor god (Without making him suddenly vulnerable to the 'awakeify' trick that came out of nowhere), then I also give him whateveritis.
[1x] I get lots of stone points which by the rules of destroy the guy in a tank 2^299 of is enough to instantly destroy a tank.
I don't have 2^299 yet, but even with only base rock gathering speed (1d100 if i recall correctly), that's a sizable portion of the tanks HP, since stone-point based damage becomes harder per instance. Then I cast damage redirect with a 0second duration to turn the notable percentage of the Tanks HP into basically a kill percentage on some other [PG] Army entity- the one with the most HP at this point.
If nobody else takes the disco square I also disco square this.
[1x] I make sure the Taint acts non-hostile towards non-[PG] life forms, and order Taint which isn't close enough to reach the battlefield for help to do that life-save-y thing or whatnot.
[1x] Assuming making the Blightfall Collossus isn't something I can do (Which it probably isn't, since it would have unique and relatively complicated mechanics and I doubt it would be more then a medium-sized entity at this stage (all my charge would make it above average, but even assuming the Taint is worth some 20 or whatnot, that's not that much more then the temporal guardian).), I start spreading the Taint around the battlefield in a not-consuming-faster-then-it-regens-way. if it catches even a couple entities and revives them, it should be worth it.
1 CP: assuming Winkins' Permission, I convert the faint Godmodder Energy into a Godmodder Lock, using my extensive (Read: 3 or so instances of, but one of them worked and the other had faulty materials ) experience with making Godmodder Locks to make this one a really good Godmodder Lock. I then put this new Godmodder Lock either in Winkins' inventory, or in the general inventory, according to their preferences.
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The quiet watcher
Verified Old One
EDIT: Action removed to prevent issues arising from trying to pummel an already defeated foe (For now.) The quiet watcher will simply charge up 2 CP as he awaits the tank getting back up.
While this was going on, portals opened up all over the Godmodder's army that led to the dimension of black holes, tearing them up and pulling them in as their equipment failed to resist the nigh-infinite pull of that dimension.
While this was going on, portals opened up all over the Godmodder's army that led to the dimension of black holes, tearing them up and pulling them in as their equipment failed to resist the nigh-infinite pull of that dimension.
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We can't harm the Godmodder, but when would that stop us from screwing him over? I delay this first Action for when the Godmodder pulls off a devastating Action - or a Charge if he's going to be a dumb cheapo. Since the Godmodder's eyes are weak from reading the backward's text, I proceed to, at that time, strobe his eyes, blinding him long enough for me to sabotage his Action by replacing it with a harmless duck.
In the meantime, I don the memory of a fallen ally. Then I stand in front of the Fortnite Army and the Minecraft Player. I look up.
"Wow, it's really sunny right now with the Elemental Plane of Suns here." I smile widely as I open my arms widely, showing everyone my SOLAR POWERED PLAYER KILLER ARMAMENTS. "One chance - Leave forever, or die for the Godmodder. You have plenty more games, loot, and skins to collect."
When everyone leaves that bothers to, I crack my neck.
"This is for you, buddy. Time to channel your old passion through the power of Friendship."
And then I tore through them all like a Raid Boss through Level 1 Leeroy Jenkins Noobs. The minimum startup and ending lag, the AOE Crowd Control, the utterly cheap and unbalanced weaponry - I used each and every optimal strat to put the players down. I wonder if the Player Killer would have liked doing this together?
Then I realized i didn't need to. I could feel his Heart, connected to mine, even with the Darkness of Death clouding it.
"OPTIMAL FRIEND STRAT ATTACK!"
And they all fell to that bond.
EDIT:
Action Summary:
Action 1: Delayed Action to Strobe the Godmodder's eyes long enough to swap his most devastating Action this turn with a duck.
Action 2 + 3: Used the Solar Powered Player Killer Armaments with the Elemental Plane of Suns overhead to kill the Minecraft Player and Fortnite Players that didn't leave when I gave them the chance.
Edit Edit:
Minor spelling error fix.
In the meantime, I don the memory of a fallen ally. Then I stand in front of the Fortnite Army and the Minecraft Player. I look up.
"Wow, it's really sunny right now with the Elemental Plane of Suns here." I smile widely as I open my arms widely, showing everyone my SOLAR POWERED PLAYER KILLER ARMAMENTS. "One chance - Leave forever, or die for the Godmodder. You have plenty more games, loot, and skins to collect."
When everyone leaves that bothers to, I crack my neck.
"This is for you, buddy. Time to channel your old passion through the power of Friendship."
And then I tore through them all like a Raid Boss through Level 1 Leeroy Jenkins Noobs. The minimum startup and ending lag, the AOE Crowd Control, the utterly cheap and unbalanced weaponry - I used each and every optimal strat to put the players down. I wonder if the Player Killer would have liked doing this together?
Then I realized i didn't need to. I could feel his Heart, connected to mine, even with the Darkness of Death clouding it.
"OPTIMAL FRIEND STRAT ATTACK!"
And they all fell to that bond.
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Action Summary:
Action 1: Delayed Action to Strobe the Godmodder's eyes long enough to swap his most devastating Action this turn with a duck.
Action 2 + 3: Used the Solar Powered Player Killer Armaments with the Elemental Plane of Suns overhead to kill the Minecraft Player and Fortnite Players that didn't leave when I gave them the chance.
Edit Edit:
Minor spelling error fix.
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New here(literally just started reading half an hour ago)
buff Alastair Dragovich
So that his actions are more powerful
Twice at the minimum
(hopefully this is possible)
Ranger_Strider_
The one who does lots of Striding
I too vote to use a True Multiplier Orb to buff up the Temporal Guardian, and use the Time Accelerator on the New Soulrazer Army. Good thinking Crusher. I'll also hop onto a Disco Square.
1/2. I use a total of 10 CP to grab the Nightmare, and fill its thoughts with good dreams, and images of nightmares being destroyed. I loop these thoughts to leave it in an eternal torment.
3. I tell the fortnite player secrets it was never meant to know.... It was only a meme.... A child's toy and a disgraceful meme. It would be better if it just gave up and quit now. I use mental magics to bolster my words.
1/2. I use a total of 10 CP to grab the Nightmare, and fill its thoughts with good dreams, and images of nightmares being destroyed. I loop these thoughts to leave it in an eternal torment.
3. I tell the fortnite player secrets it was never meant to know.... It was only a meme.... A child's toy and a disgraceful meme. It would be better if it just gave up and quit now. I use mental magics to bolster my words.
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Paradoxdragonpaci
Schrödinger’s Dragon
I too vote to use a True Multiplier Orb to buff up the Temporal Guardian and the Order for the Psychic Overlord
Ok,let's see what we got here....oh.
Entity Orders:I tell the Restorer and the Scout to place themselves nearer to the Temporal Guardian, where they hopefully would be safer.I then prepare to say a Farewell for it's unlikely that either of them will survive this barrage...(x2)I grant my Restorer two Shields and bid her farewell and to the Scout I give a salute and a faint Hope that someday...he will meet the rest of his Order yet again.To him,I give my Vial of Space, for him(or the rest of the Order)to judge when it's most needed, he will keep it somewhere secure I'm sure.
(x1)I take out the Vial of Rage.The Purple Maelstrom Inside it seems even more active then usual, a few cracks appearing inside it.Fitting I suppose, I'm not in the most pleasant of moods anymore.I take flight and hover above the Minecraft and Fortnite Players.They are gazing at each other warily, which is expected, the records say that these Two groups have always been up at each other's throats, they aren't doing that because presumably, the Godmodder instilled some kind of Discipline within them.But still, there is a bit of Discord between them.
I take all of my Grief and my Despair and my Rage at what will happen and toss it into the Vial of Rage, the Aspect of Futility and which represents the Closing of the Doors into 1 possible outcome, the Collapse of a Superposition. The Vial breaks and the Aspect overflows before coalescing into an Apple, buy this is no ordinary Apple, this Apple, with a glittering black surface is the Apple of Discord.With the already simmering enmity between the Fortnite Players and the Minecraft Players, I toss this Apple at the boundary between the 2 Armies and watch the Havoc be wrecked as suddenly the 2 Armies want the Apple as much they could possible want. This flared up the existing anger and suddenly the 2 Armies are Infighting.Wonderful
Ok,let's see what we got here....oh.
Entity Orders:I tell the Restorer and the Scout to place themselves nearer to the Temporal Guardian, where they hopefully would be safer.I then prepare to say a Farewell for it's unlikely that either of them will survive this barrage...(x2)I grant my Restorer two Shields and bid her farewell and to the Scout I give a salute and a faint Hope that someday...he will meet the rest of his Order yet again.To him,I give my Vial of Space, for him(or the rest of the Order)to judge when it's most needed, he will keep it somewhere secure I'm sure.
(x1)I take out the Vial of Rage.The Purple Maelstrom Inside it seems even more active then usual, a few cracks appearing inside it.Fitting I suppose, I'm not in the most pleasant of moods anymore.I take flight and hover above the Minecraft and Fortnite Players.They are gazing at each other warily, which is expected, the records say that these Two groups have always been up at each other's throats, they aren't doing that because presumably, the Godmodder instilled some kind of Discipline within them.But still, there is a bit of Discord between them.
I take all of my Grief and my Despair and my Rage at what will happen and toss it into the Vial of Rage, the Aspect of Futility and which represents the Closing of the Doors into 1 possible outcome, the Collapse of a Superposition. The Vial breaks and the Aspect overflows before coalescing into an Apple, buy this is no ordinary Apple, this Apple, with a glittering black surface is the Apple of Discord.With the already simmering enmity between the Fortnite Players and the Minecraft Players, I toss this Apple at the boundary between the 2 Armies and watch the Havoc be wrecked as suddenly the 2 Armies want the Apple as much they could possible want. This flared up the existing anger and suddenly the 2 Armies are Infighting.Wonderful
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Free Action:
Eyowe: Not so fast, Godmodder!
Eyowe brings up a photo of the Godmodder's TF2 Teammates.
Eyowe: Just wanted to make you feel more lonelier.
x1 Action:
Eyowe looks for a person that gives the "TF2 Teammate Murder" sidequest and shows them photographic evidence that those guys are indeed dead. He then asks for a reward. And if those guys are somehow alive again, blame it on the Godmodder.
If the person giving the sidequest is actually the Godmodder himself disguised as the sidequest giver, Eyowe snatches his disguise and runs away, never to be seen again until his next action.
(This action is basically an attempt at getting an item)
x2 Action:
Eyowe charges to 28 CP.
(If Fortnite Player is still alive) 3 CP + Iron Hoe Storm + Taking a Disco Square:
Eyowe controls and gathers the entirety of the Iron Hoe Storm into a giant humanoid shape looming over the Fortnite Player. He then controls the Iron Hoe Storm humanoid into doing the Fortnite Default Dance on the Fortnite Player, the former crushing the latter as part of the dance.
Eyowe: Not so fast, Godmodder!
Eyowe brings up a photo of the Godmodder's TF2 Teammates.
Eyowe: Just wanted to make you feel more lonelier.
x1 Action:
Eyowe looks for a person that gives the "TF2 Teammate Murder" sidequest and shows them photographic evidence that those guys are indeed dead. He then asks for a reward. And if those guys are somehow alive again, blame it on the Godmodder.
If the person giving the sidequest is actually the Godmodder himself disguised as the sidequest giver, Eyowe snatches his disguise and runs away, never to be seen again until his next action.
(This action is basically an attempt at getting an item)
x2 Action:
Eyowe charges to 28 CP.
(If Fortnite Player is still alive) 3 CP + Iron Hoe Storm + Taking a Disco Square:
Eyowe controls and gathers the entirety of the Iron Hoe Storm into a giant humanoid shape looming over the Fortnite Player. He then controls the Iron Hoe Storm humanoid into doing the Fortnite Default Dance on the Fortnite Player, the former crushing the latter as part of the dance.
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pionoplayer
The Destroyer
I vote for one true multiplier orb to be given to the temporal guardian, and the other to be saved for Ego's upcoming tank.
I also second crusher's order to the psychic overlord, it needs to suicide this round so it can do it's uber x15 attack while boosted by disco squares. We can bring him right back with the SAVE point afterwards, even if a bit depowered.
Piono walks over to the Godmodder, and stares at him. Nothing but a few inches of glowy purple energy between the two of them. Something seems different about Piono, a lot of the light has left his eyes. A lot of the hope. All that seems to be left is cold, steely determination.
"Hello Verraad. The last time we stood face to face like this I shattered your empire and you killed me for touching your toys.
I'll bet you thought me gone for good at that point, eh? I'll be fair, I did too.
Yet here we are once again. Me, and all the others. Staring you down and tearing apart your armies as if we never left.
I'm not here to reminisce though, I'm here to make something clear.
This isn't a threat, it isn't even a warning. It's a promise.
This is where your story ends, Verraad. The end of the line.
It may not look like it to you just yet, but I assure you, your machinations stop here.
Use your time wisely, you don't have much left."
And with that he's back out into the field.
The first thing Piono does is kickflip his way over near Ego. He pulls 9 shiny action quarters out of his pocket and contributes them to the "Anti-Godmodder Fund for tankless players". (+9CP to The Ego)
Next he steps out into the middle of the field. He breathes in a deep breath and then pulses out his hands.
(100 CP Expended)
At first nothing happens.
And then an enormous machine falls from the sky. It looks rather peculiar, and it resonates with the power dwelling deep within all of the players.
I... don't actually remember the full stats for this, I worked them out with Moniker a while back, I assume he still has them. I hope he does at least.
Basically this machine lets players supercharge.
This round actions:
first: Piono saunters over to Cera and pulls out a bowling ball. As Cera looks at him, he weighs it in his hand, then throws it at them. Cera is unable to block it but they take no damage, instead they feel more... steady. I have hit Cera with the Bowling Ball of Incredible Accuracy, they may expend this boon once, whenever they feel like, to make their action far more sure and steady.
second: The Godmodder discovers that his inventory has caught a bad case of JOEbobitis and he has to spend one of his actions this round removing all of the items in his pockets that have turned into JOEbob.
third: I pull out the miniature doormaker plushie and contemplate it. Nobody's really remembered it from way back when... But free portals to anywhere? Methinks that with a bit of work, perhaps it could be useful. I imbue it with needlemagic, allowing it to poke pinprick holes through defenses and shieldings that might otherwise get in the way of its powers and open up doors to such areas anyways. Then I put it back in the inventory. I hold it in my own inventory, if that's allowed. I gots an idea for it and I don't want it expended early on accident.
Piono stops by next to Ender. He stands over the Heir, looming almost. And then he reaches out his hand, a massive grin on his face.
"Hey, I owe you congratulations kid. You got me good back there, great fight."
He also stops by Quinn and Altair
"Hey, you two probably already realize this but hold onto your CP for now unless a good opportunity to deal a disproportionately large amount of damage comes up. We're not going to win this fight by brute forcing it. We'll need to match the Godmodder cheese for cheese."
After doing all his other wackyzany antics, Piono moves over to Alice and Xerath.
"Alice, do you have a moment? Actually, I know you do, talking is a free action. We've gotten some new information while you were gone. Information that is in particular relevant to you."
I also second crusher's order to the psychic overlord, it needs to suicide this round so it can do it's uber x15 attack while boosted by disco squares. We can bring him right back with the SAVE point afterwards, even if a bit depowered.
Don't use the time accelerator just yet, I have an idea fermenting for it.
Yo, don't target the sealed tank this round. Cera has a clear shot to the sucker this round so all other attacks targeted at it are null and void until phase 2 hits.
Piono walks over to the Godmodder, and stares at him. Nothing but a few inches of glowy purple energy between the two of them. Something seems different about Piono, a lot of the light has left his eyes. A lot of the hope. All that seems to be left is cold, steely determination.
"Hello Verraad. The last time we stood face to face like this I shattered your empire and you killed me for touching your toys.
I'll bet you thought me gone for good at that point, eh? I'll be fair, I did too.
Yet here we are once again. Me, and all the others. Staring you down and tearing apart your armies as if we never left.
I'm not here to reminisce though, I'm here to make something clear.
This isn't a threat, it isn't even a warning. It's a promise.
This is where your story ends, Verraad. The end of the line.
It may not look like it to you just yet, but I assure you, your machinations stop here.
Use your time wisely, you don't have much left."
And with that he's back out into the field.
The first thing Piono does is kickflip his way over near Ego. He pulls 9 shiny action quarters out of his pocket and contributes them to the "Anti-Godmodder Fund for tankless players". (+9CP to The Ego)
Next he steps out into the middle of the field. He breathes in a deep breath and then pulses out his hands.
(100 CP Expended)
At first nothing happens.
And then an enormous machine falls from the sky. It looks rather peculiar, and it resonates with the power dwelling deep within all of the players.
I... don't actually remember the full stats for this, I worked them out with Moniker a while back, I assume he still has them. I hope he does at least.
Basically this machine lets players supercharge.
This round actions:
first: Piono saunters over to Cera and pulls out a bowling ball. As Cera looks at him, he weighs it in his hand, then throws it at them. Cera is unable to block it but they take no damage, instead they feel more... steady. I have hit Cera with the Bowling Ball of Incredible Accuracy, they may expend this boon once, whenever they feel like, to make their action far more sure and steady.
second: The Godmodder discovers that his inventory has caught a bad case of JOEbobitis and he has to spend one of his actions this round removing all of the items in his pockets that have turned into JOEbob.
third: I pull out the miniature doormaker plushie and contemplate it. Nobody's really remembered it from way back when... But free portals to anywhere? Methinks that with a bit of work, perhaps it could be useful. I imbue it with needlemagic, allowing it to poke pinprick holes through defenses and shieldings that might otherwise get in the way of its powers and open up doors to such areas anyways. Then I put it back in the inventory. I hold it in my own inventory, if that's allowed. I gots an idea for it and I don't want it expended early on accident.
Piono stops by next to Ender. He stands over the Heir, looming almost. And then he reaches out his hand, a massive grin on his face.
"Hey, I owe you congratulations kid. You got me good back there, great fight."
He also stops by Quinn and Altair
"Hey, you two probably already realize this but hold onto your CP for now unless a good opportunity to deal a disproportionately large amount of damage comes up. We're not going to win this fight by brute forcing it. We'll need to match the Godmodder cheese for cheese."
After doing all his other wackyzany antics, Piono moves over to Alice and Xerath.
"Alice, do you have a moment? Actually, I know you do, talking is a free action. We've gotten some new information while you were gone. Information that is in particular relevant to you."
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GoldHero101
Warrior of Light and Darkness
He/Him
Ultimo Durana: 100 Energy Stored - 6 Energy
6CP - 6 CP
15 ACTION FOCUS - END OF TIME: I temporarily invoke the power of End of Time, a terrifying being. I cast END, instantly DECIMATING one the weaker PG armies.
BTW, this is what I imagine the theme is right now.
6CP - 6 CP
15 ACTION FOCUS - END OF TIME: I temporarily invoke the power of End of Time, a terrifying being. I cast END, instantly DECIMATING one the weaker PG armies.
BTW, this is what I imagine the theme is right now.
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She/Her
I give my Ash Aragami an actual attack, using my 3 actions.
Action 1-3: I take out all of my 3 weapons and perform the Ultimate Combo on the Minecraft Players. The two swords start spinning at a very fast rate which creates mega sword beams. The Bow fires many arrows that can cause death upon contact. After the first wave is over, The Two swords grow in size and slam into the army, creating a mega blast. The Bow creates a giant arrow which creates a nuke explosion. I also donate 6 CP to The Ego
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She/Her
3 actions: I charge 3 CP.
I donate 16 CP to TOG (aka The Ego.)
Shame I don't have an idea myself on how to use it.
I donate 16 CP to TOG (aka The Ego.)
Shame I don't have an idea myself on how to use it.
FlamingFlapjacks
Employment Opportunities
x3 I charge 3 CP, and then give it, any CP i may have, and the Retcon Revenger to TOG. It's time.
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Action 1: Hmm... you know, the past few characters (okay, probably all of them) have been a bit too serious. Sure they were Godmodder attacks, but that's no excuse. For this to be a true piece of high-quality modern literature, there need to be some light-hearted elements to it. Something that refuses to take itself seriously... like a priest... wait... No no no, that's too serious. That's too SERIOUS! As the writer attempts to use an eraser on a laptop, the black box plops out a priest.
"Hello. I am the Priest of Bass. That's bass like the fish, not the guitar. Of course, I am quite proficient in the lute. Some might even say... talented." Actually... this might be okay. "Now I begin this holy sermon with a quick prayer. We thank our great fish lord for his army of MerAngels. In his grace we may find strength. May the great lord, Bassicuss, watch over us. May His power flow through our group and allow us to win this Tribulation. May he show us humility in victory and pride in loss. Lord Bassicuss, mark us worthy. Afish." With these great, inspiring, "holy", words completed, the priest reaches into his sleeves and pulls out the holy bass. It's glorious. As he holds it up above his head, light falls upon the priest. The light glows across almost everyone, except for the PG entities, specifically the Minecraft Player. As the priest watches the light of enlightenment avoid the Minecraft Player like the plague, a slow frown forms on his face. He walks up to the Minecraft Player and asks, "Why do you ignore the words of God?" The Minecraft Player, confused, says that he does listen to God. "Oh really?" The priest claps his hands and the two are transported into a church. A church, that is, except that its layout looks more like a court than a holy procession. A fence divides two benches from the rest of the group. The two divided benches have tables in front of them. Four more benches are placed to the right of the main benches, each one filled with random people. Finally, the front podium has a fish shaped hammer placed on it. Behind the podium is a man with a name tag reading "The Grand Poobah of Bassicus". The man wears both a very very tall, priestly hat and a powdered wig on top of it. He swings the fish gavel around in the air and looks generally uninterested with the proceeding.
The Grand Poobah whacks the gavel three times and announces, "May the Defendant please be seated." The Minecraft Player looks around and sees that he is the only one standing. He crouches in front of one of the fenced of benches and waits to be tried. Three more gavel whacks and the proceedings begin. "May the offensive attorney make his opening statements?" The priest stands up and walks to the middle of the front area. "Yes, I may." A wild applause erupts from the audience and the priest takes a seat. "Very good. Now, defensive attorney, how do you respond?" The Minecraft Player begins to stand, but is then pushed down by some random guy in a suit. "I got this," the suited guy says. The "attorney" walks to the front of the room and shouts, "HE DIDN"T SAY ANYTHING AND I'M VERY DEFENSIVE ABOUT THAT!" Polite applause follows as the attorney sits back down. "Interesting. Now, it's time to play, ATTACK THE DEFENDANT." The Minecraft Player shrinks in his chair. "Oh, don't worry, we mean verbally. No physical harm can possible come out of this. Now please, take a seat right... there." The Grand Poobah gestures to a spot roughly three feet to his left. The Minecraft Player slowly walks up to that point and crouches facing the audience. "Excellent. Three points to Gryfindor! Now the offensive attorney will rise and grill the witness." The priest rises and smiles. "Yes, yes I will."
The priest walks to the center of the room and starts pacing about, questioning the defendant at the same time. "Now, Mr... Minecraft Player, do you follow the word of God?" The Minecraft Player says that he does. "Oh really? Have you ever killed or eaten a fish?" The Minecraft Player says that he couldn't have, he was just summoned here and hasn't even done anything yet. "Okay then, have your kin ever eaten a fish?" The Minecraft Player supposes they have. It is a part of the game. "Ah ha! And so, as punishment for your kin defiling the children of Bassicus, Bassicus's kin shall eat you!" An enormous wave of applause is heard from the audience. The priest mutters that he is done grilling the witness and sits down on his bench. "Yes, yes he shall... I mean... Defensive, it's your turn to make the witness maybe look good."
Defensive rises from his seat, walks up to about three paces away from the Minecraft Player, and screams, "CAN YOU SAY YOU DIDN'T DO IT?" The Minecraft Player agrees that he can say that. "THEN SAY IT!" The Minecraft Player says "It." "NO. SAY THAT YOU DIDN'T DO IT!" The Minecraft Player says that he didn't. "VERY GOOD. THAT IS ALL!" The attorney sits down as the audience mutters about the implications of the Minecraft Player quote unquote "not doing it." "Good good good. Now for the closing statements. Offense, please stand and argue." The priest stands for the third time and simply says. "Feed him to the FISHES!" The audience explodes in agreeance. "I can't argue with that. Defensive, make your claim to life."
Meanwhile, Defensive is whispering with the Minecraft Player. "okay, okay. i've got one last card and it involves you saying this phrase as our closing argument. 'may we all fish.' got it?" The Minecraft Player says that he does. "great, then SAY IT!" The Minecraft Player stands, wipes the sweat from his brow, and says, "May we all fish." The audience gasps. They sit there in utter silence. But then, the crowd erupts in a roar of "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO." "Ouch, that is the greatest insult possible. Fishing is a sport only done by true demons." Defensive slaps his head and addresses the room. "HE MEANT MAY WE ALL HAVE FISH!" More boos. "I MEAN MAY WE ALL SAVE FISH. S-A-V-E F-I-S-H." The two defendants shrink into their seats as the jury leaves and deliberates. Within a second of reaching the deliberation chamber, the jury returns and shouts, "GUILTY GUILTY GUILTY GUILTY!"
The Grand Poobah slams the gavel down three times and shouts, "IT HAS BEEN DECIDED. HE IS GUILTY. And, for his punishment, he shall be fed to the fishes." The jury chant in unison, "FISHES FISHES FISHES FISHES." The floor falls out from under the Minecraft Player and he falls into a pool full of piranhas, which all try their best to eat him alive.
Action 2: The Priest of Bass casts an ancient spell only truly known by the followers of Bassicuss. He shouts, "SUMMON BIGGER FISH!" ... Wait wait wait ... Piono just did that ... well, you know what they say ...
Action 3: Ugh... this isn't funny enough. The idea of a priest is still too serious. Add that to a court room drama and you've got nothing left. Then he just does some magic spell. Really! It's just too serious... hmm... the Priest of Bass starts to change. He takes his priestly cap off and flips it inside out, turning it into a backwards cap. That's right, no matter how you put the cap on your head, it's always backwards. He takes off his priestly robes, revealing a hoodie andholy holey jeans. He even kicks off his holey holy sandals, turns them inside out, and puts on a new pair of sneakers. The Priest of Bass(?) reaches into his pocket and pulls out a microphone.
"YO! I AM THE PURE YEETS OF BASE COMING TO YOU LIVE FROM THE HEXAGONAFIELD! AND NOW, IT'S TIME, TO RAP!!!"
The Pure Yeets of Base starts to rap. Unfortunately... the Writer refuses to write a rap. It's just so much work. Sure, a rap is just a fast poem, but that's still more than he'd like to think about. Just, get the general vibe that it's a rap. (Of course, the rap doesn't really do anything in the action... (But then again the whole courtroom drama didn't either, but...)) Anyways, the Pure Yeets of Base then starts break dancing. He does a lot of jumping around, kicking, spinning, cheating at sit-ups, all thatjazz (no, rap!). Eventually, he starts spinning around on his head, threatening to break his own neck in the process. However, as he spins, he starts spinning out of control. His impressive dance move turns into a flurry of kicks that spins around the PG side of the field and hits whatever's left. The rapper starts to get extremely dizzy. So dizzy, in fact, that he pukes on the ground... whoops... With vomit spreading everywhere, the PG entities begin to loose their balance. Then, when the rapper comes back around with his tornado of kicks, the enemies start to slip and fall on the vomit...
Thankfully, before things get any worse, the black box scoops the rapper up and presumably sends him to a hospital.
THAT WASN'T FUNNY EITHER! Vomit!? Ugh... the Writer will do better next time.
Action 0-ish: The black box donates all 10 of its CP to The Ego's tank.
Action Summary:
Action 1: Feed Minecraft Player to the fishes (piranhas).
Action 2: Summon Bigger Fish in the way of the advancing Godmodder troops.
Action 3: Spontaneously break into undescribed song and dance and trip the PG entities.
"Hello. I am the Priest of Bass. That's bass like the fish, not the guitar. Of course, I am quite proficient in the lute. Some might even say... talented." Actually... this might be okay. "Now I begin this holy sermon with a quick prayer. We thank our great fish lord for his army of MerAngels. In his grace we may find strength. May the great lord, Bassicuss, watch over us. May His power flow through our group and allow us to win this Tribulation. May he show us humility in victory and pride in loss. Lord Bassicuss, mark us worthy. Afish." With these great, inspiring, "holy", words completed, the priest reaches into his sleeves and pulls out the holy bass. It's glorious. As he holds it up above his head, light falls upon the priest. The light glows across almost everyone, except for the PG entities, specifically the Minecraft Player. As the priest watches the light of enlightenment avoid the Minecraft Player like the plague, a slow frown forms on his face. He walks up to the Minecraft Player and asks, "Why do you ignore the words of God?" The Minecraft Player, confused, says that he does listen to God. "Oh really?" The priest claps his hands and the two are transported into a church. A church, that is, except that its layout looks more like a court than a holy procession. A fence divides two benches from the rest of the group. The two divided benches have tables in front of them. Four more benches are placed to the right of the main benches, each one filled with random people. Finally, the front podium has a fish shaped hammer placed on it. Behind the podium is a man with a name tag reading "The Grand Poobah of Bassicus". The man wears both a very very tall, priestly hat and a powdered wig on top of it. He swings the fish gavel around in the air and looks generally uninterested with the proceeding.
The Grand Poobah whacks the gavel three times and announces, "May the Defendant please be seated." The Minecraft Player looks around and sees that he is the only one standing. He crouches in front of one of the fenced of benches and waits to be tried. Three more gavel whacks and the proceedings begin. "May the offensive attorney make his opening statements?" The priest stands up and walks to the middle of the front area. "Yes, I may." A wild applause erupts from the audience and the priest takes a seat. "Very good. Now, defensive attorney, how do you respond?" The Minecraft Player begins to stand, but is then pushed down by some random guy in a suit. "I got this," the suited guy says. The "attorney" walks to the front of the room and shouts, "HE DIDN"T SAY ANYTHING AND I'M VERY DEFENSIVE ABOUT THAT!" Polite applause follows as the attorney sits back down. "Interesting. Now, it's time to play, ATTACK THE DEFENDANT." The Minecraft Player shrinks in his chair. "Oh, don't worry, we mean verbally. No physical harm can possible come out of this. Now please, take a seat right... there." The Grand Poobah gestures to a spot roughly three feet to his left. The Minecraft Player slowly walks up to that point and crouches facing the audience. "Excellent. Three points to Gryfindor! Now the offensive attorney will rise and grill the witness." The priest rises and smiles. "Yes, yes I will."
The priest walks to the center of the room and starts pacing about, questioning the defendant at the same time. "Now, Mr... Minecraft Player, do you follow the word of God?" The Minecraft Player says that he does. "Oh really? Have you ever killed or eaten a fish?" The Minecraft Player says that he couldn't have, he was just summoned here and hasn't even done anything yet. "Okay then, have your kin ever eaten a fish?" The Minecraft Player supposes they have. It is a part of the game. "Ah ha! And so, as punishment for your kin defiling the children of Bassicus, Bassicus's kin shall eat you!" An enormous wave of applause is heard from the audience. The priest mutters that he is done grilling the witness and sits down on his bench. "Yes, yes he shall... I mean... Defensive, it's your turn to make the witness maybe look good."
Defensive rises from his seat, walks up to about three paces away from the Minecraft Player, and screams, "CAN YOU SAY YOU DIDN'T DO IT?" The Minecraft Player agrees that he can say that. "THEN SAY IT!" The Minecraft Player says "It." "NO. SAY THAT YOU DIDN'T DO IT!" The Minecraft Player says that he didn't. "VERY GOOD. THAT IS ALL!" The attorney sits down as the audience mutters about the implications of the Minecraft Player quote unquote "not doing it." "Good good good. Now for the closing statements. Offense, please stand and argue." The priest stands for the third time and simply says. "Feed him to the FISHES!" The audience explodes in agreeance. "I can't argue with that. Defensive, make your claim to life."
Meanwhile, Defensive is whispering with the Minecraft Player. "okay, okay. i've got one last card and it involves you saying this phrase as our closing argument. 'may we all fish.' got it?" The Minecraft Player says that he does. "great, then SAY IT!" The Minecraft Player stands, wipes the sweat from his brow, and says, "May we all fish." The audience gasps. They sit there in utter silence. But then, the crowd erupts in a roar of "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO." "Ouch, that is the greatest insult possible. Fishing is a sport only done by true demons." Defensive slaps his head and addresses the room. "HE MEANT MAY WE ALL HAVE FISH!" More boos. "I MEAN MAY WE ALL SAVE FISH. S-A-V-E F-I-S-H." The two defendants shrink into their seats as the jury leaves and deliberates. Within a second of reaching the deliberation chamber, the jury returns and shouts, "GUILTY GUILTY GUILTY GUILTY!"
The Grand Poobah slams the gavel down three times and shouts, "IT HAS BEEN DECIDED. HE IS GUILTY. And, for his punishment, he shall be fed to the fishes." The jury chant in unison, "FISHES FISHES FISHES FISHES." The floor falls out from under the Minecraft Player and he falls into a pool full of piranhas, which all try their best to eat him alive.
Action 2: The Priest of Bass casts an ancient spell only truly known by the followers of Bassicuss. He shouts, "SUMMON BIGGER FISH!" ... Wait wait wait ... Piono just did that ... well, you know what they say ...
The bigger(er) fish is summoned and it falls into the path of the advancing Godmodder troops in the angelic gauntlet, just lightly obscuring their journey, maybe forcing them to slow their progress a bit to prepare and eat the fish. Who knows, but the Godmodder troops definitely feel slowed.
Action 3: Ugh... this isn't funny enough. The idea of a priest is still too serious. Add that to a court room drama and you've got nothing left. Then he just does some magic spell. Really! It's just too serious... hmm... the Priest of Bass starts to change. He takes his priestly cap off and flips it inside out, turning it into a backwards cap. That's right, no matter how you put the cap on your head, it's always backwards. He takes off his priestly robes, revealing a hoodie and
"YO! I AM THE PURE YEETS OF BASE COMING TO YOU LIVE FROM THE HEXAGONAFIELD! AND NOW, IT'S TIME, TO RAP!!!"
The Pure Yeets of Base starts to rap. Unfortunately... the Writer refuses to write a rap. It's just so much work. Sure, a rap is just a fast poem, but that's still more than he'd like to think about. Just, get the general vibe that it's a rap. (Of course, the rap doesn't really do anything in the action... (But then again the whole courtroom drama didn't either, but...)) Anyways, the Pure Yeets of Base then starts break dancing. He does a lot of jumping around, kicking, spinning, cheating at sit-ups, all that
Thankfully, before things get any worse, the black box scoops the rapper up and presumably sends him to a hospital.
THAT WASN'T FUNNY EITHER! Vomit!? Ugh... the Writer will do better next time.
Action 0-ish: The black box donates all 10 of its CP to The Ego's tank.
Action Summary:
Action 1: Feed Minecraft Player to the fishes (piranhas).
Action 2: Summon Bigger Fish in the way of the advancing Godmodder troops.
Action 3: Spontaneously break into undescribed song and dance and trip the PG entities.
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Alrighty then, its time to update/clean up my Inventory...
((I'm rather confused on how you're treating the Rice Temple's buffs. Can you explain that to me?))
(Action!)(3 Charges!)
(1 Charge)
I blinked in surprise at the Godmodder summoning Army Units, which my expression quickly turns in anticipation as I recall an item in my inventory. With glee, I pull out an item I didn't think I would use ever again, the Mook Kill Switch. My hands already get to work as I go to modifying it... only to find that there's not much to modify to make this a terrifying one-use weapon. You see, the switch interacts with the very DNA code of Mooks, specifically, the DEATH switch which happens to basically enacts the Mook DNA to evaporate. The only limit to it was range and allegiances at the time...
But with the beefed up player power from recently, I smash through that limitation on the device and used its foundation and allow it to vaporizes Mooks in armies. Of course, I can't use on Nemesis Army as they are considered to be Elites, which the switch doesn't have any connection on(You know How HARD it is to get an Elite's DNA? It's pretty freaking hard to get some, more so when trying to figuring out what makes it Elite.)
To which, upon completion, I point the Mook Kill Switch V2 in the direction of one of the Godmodder's Armies (Except the Nemesis Army) and watch as it disintegrates.
(1 Charge)
If the Temporal Guardian isn't on a Disco Square, then I use up one of the charge to do just that and teleported him on one with his consent.
If he is already on one, I head to the forge I recently made to create the Great sword/shield and gathered HUNDREDS of +1,000A Iron sword that I found like I did with my first Iron sword when I was playing around with the feline theme actions and found it when digging with a measly 5k of Player power. Hah, good times...
Anyways, I start condensing the swords into a HIGHLY condense iron ingot and heat and hammer away at it. The sheer density of the sword has me creating shockwaves as I try to get it in shape oh the original Iron sword from so long ago.
(1 Charge)
Rather restrained on time, I clone myself into three and start Activating the Rice Temple's Special all at the same time. Releasing the Rice festival to grace Fennie with Stat Boost, The Rice BEAM is fired on the Nemesis, and the Great Rice Barrier appears in an explosion of rice-based food.
(Orders!)
Entities that are capable of Attacking are to attack the MINECRAFT PLAYER.
The Rice Temple releases all its specials with my help.
And that should be all.
((I'm rather confused on how you're treating the Rice Temple's buffs. Can you explain that to me?))
(Action!)(3 Charges!)
(1 Charge)
I blinked in surprise at the Godmodder summoning Army Units, which my expression quickly turns in anticipation as I recall an item in my inventory. With glee, I pull out an item I didn't think I would use ever again, the Mook Kill Switch. My hands already get to work as I go to modifying it... only to find that there's not much to modify to make this a terrifying one-use weapon. You see, the switch interacts with the very DNA code of Mooks, specifically, the DEATH switch which happens to basically enacts the Mook DNA to evaporate. The only limit to it was range and allegiances at the time...
But with the beefed up player power from recently, I smash through that limitation on the device and used its foundation and allow it to vaporizes Mooks in armies. Of course, I can't use on Nemesis Army as they are considered to be Elites, which the switch doesn't have any connection on(You know How HARD it is to get an Elite's DNA? It's pretty freaking hard to get some, more so when trying to figuring out what makes it Elite.)
To which, upon completion, I point the Mook Kill Switch V2 in the direction of one of the Godmodder's Armies (Except the Nemesis Army) and watch as it disintegrates.
(1 Charge)
If the Temporal Guardian isn't on a Disco Square, then I use up one of the charge to do just that and teleported him on one with his consent.
If he is already on one, I head to the forge I recently made to create the Great sword/shield and gathered HUNDREDS of +1,000A Iron sword that I found like I did with my first Iron sword when I was playing around with the feline theme actions and found it when digging with a measly 5k of Player power. Hah, good times...
Anyways, I start condensing the swords into a HIGHLY condense iron ingot and heat and hammer away at it. The sheer density of the sword has me creating shockwaves as I try to get it in shape oh the original Iron sword from so long ago.
(1 Charge)
Rather restrained on time, I clone myself into three and start Activating the Rice Temple's Special all at the same time. Releasing the Rice festival to grace Fennie with Stat Boost, The Rice BEAM is fired on the Nemesis, and the Great Rice Barrier appears in an explosion of rice-based food.
(Orders!)
Entities that are capable of Attacking are to attack the MINECRAFT PLAYER.
The Rice Temple releases all its specials with my help.
And that should be all.
Action 1: I Harm the Fortnite player's Mental State by saying a simple word.
"Fortnite sucks."
Action 2: Proceed to use the Power of RAINBOWS On Nightmare.
Action 3: Attack a Random PG Entity with Very Dead and Cringy Memes.
"Fortnite sucks."
Action 2: Proceed to use the Power of RAINBOWS On Nightmare.
Action 3: Attack a Random PG Entity with Very Dead and Cringy Memes.