Defeat The Godmodder

[Victory by Ablation]

Victory continues observing the battlefield, still clutching the Godmodder's now-detached nose between his fingers.
"Hm. It seems these Descendants just may be as legendary as the tales written about them."
With slow steps, he approaches the man who hid poison inside the pie and directed it at the Godmodder.
"Hello. My name is Victory, as you may have already known."
Victory slowly turns to the right, where the pie has recently been thrown.
"You are a pretty quick thinker, are you not? To have come up with that just after my attack."
Seemingly out of nowhere, a gust of wind blows by as Victory's coat moves along with it.
"I... feel a slight sense of familiarity around you."
He swiftly reaches for the floor with both of his hands, thrusts into the air and leaps away. What the hell was that about?

Pouncing atop the very same tree he first, well, 'spawned' on, Victory takes something out of the inside of his coat.
"This should do fine."
It seems to be a crumpled paper of sorts, some sides have tiny ripped sections on them. Needless to say, this paper was not in a good condition.
"It has been a while since I ordered anything from there. Uhm, excuse me, you may want to cover up your ears for a second or so."
Victory quickly pulls out a knife from under his coat and brings it to his palm. There seems to be a scar right in the middle of it. In one swift motion, he impales his hand with the knife right in that spot, allowing the blood to drip down on the paper before taking the knife out and bandaging his arm.
"Uhm, excuse me, you may want to cover up your ears for a second or so."
Not looking at the paper, Victory begins yelling something odd that nobody can really understand.
"Bpïsəвa oвзpaтioɳ ґpos!"
Seemingly out of nowhere, a giant floating panel spawns with four symbols. Victory pushes several symbols multiple times, so swiftly in fact that one could not tell which ones he really pushed.
"There we go. This shouldn't take long."
After a long and boring conversation with the person on the other line (including several groans and facepalms by Victory) in the very same language he used to summon the panel, he switches it off and it disappears in a flash.

After about five minutes, the bloody paper begins shaking and glowing, before it flashes and is replaced by a burrito. Every Descendant who was watching the phenomenon looks utterly confused. All that trouble... for a simple burrito?
"This is no simple burrito, my fellow Descendants."
Victory begins unwrapping it.
"This burrito is perhaps the most delicious one known to mankind."
Layer after layer, the wrapping paper is removed.
"Although, the Pact of Blood I signed with that burrito restaurant effectively allows me to trade in my blood for free burritos anytime, thus stopping me from ever starving."
It is almost completely unwrapped at this point. Boy, he sure is taking his sweet time with this paper.
"However, you should know. Despite the fact that this is the most delicious type of burrito ever created..."
Now that the wrapping paper has been removed, he simply tosses it on the ground. The burrito, however, is what everyone is looking at. So crisp. So tasty. Even from a mere glance one can tell that what Victory saying is true.
"...it comes with serious side effects. That is the reason why this is only my second time eating it."
Quickly stuffing his mouth with the burrito, he makes it disappear in a flash. All of the other Descendants who happened to be watching look at him as if he is a maniac. Why didn't he savor it?! Why didn't he share it?! What kind of sick freak just... gobbles up the most delicious burrito known to mankind! Suddenly, Victory grabs his stomach and squats down.
"It's coming... Oh... Oh no..."

 

[hungry visitor]

HV: Not as impressive and tasty as the food I have summoned. That is all I can say.

 

[Victory by Ablation]

Victory leaps from the tree to Hungry Visitor, still clutching his stomach.
"Oh. You do not think that is impressive?"
He takes a few leaps to the right and takes out the Godmodder's detached nose.
"My technique - Boop of the Leaping Shadow, it was not simply a joke. It is a potentially life-ending technique if used properly. It may not seem like it, but it uses both magic and advanced strategy to pull off."
Still clutching his stomach, Victory squats down and lets out a groan.
"They say the man who developed it was a genius. They called him the Leaping Shadow of the Hollow Hills, after his home-town. He was the one who created it. Many of his enemies were killed because of the technique."
Struggling to talk, Victory sits down and takes a few deep breaths before continuing.
"One of the only things I can recall was that the Leaping Shadow was my teacher. Eventually, we faced an impossible enemy together. An enemy that we were fated to lose against."
Breathe in. Breathe out.
"He had taught me the technique. This very technique. The Boop of the Leaping Shadow. In fact, he had taught me everything I know. But on that fateful night, the impossible enemy murdered him."
Memories are flooding back. Faint memories.
"As I said, I do not recall anything major, but I do know that I killed the impossible enemy... with the Boop. I was simply enraged that this grotesque creature could slay my master, the infamous Leaping Shadow. At that very moment, I knew that I had to take his place. Take his name. I became the new Leaping Shadow."
So close.
"And this is one of the deadliest techniques in my arsenal. See, the burrito I just ate had a horrible side-effect. Although delicious, it causes the user to eject a massive cloud of gas out of their behind. As I've mentioned, this is only the second time I'm eating it. The first time was when my master had perished."
This is it. In a quick flash, Victory releases the gas.
"Some call it a poisonous gas, others call it the green thunder. But I call it..."
Victory grabs the Godmodder's nose and tosses it in the gas, himself leaping away from it.
"The most epic fart. *Ever*."
The Godmodder didn't realize that the Boop of the Leaping Shadow still allowed him to sniff through his nose even though it was detached. Victory had clogged it with cotton prior, so the Godmodder had no way of knowing he could still smell through it. But now, his nose was right in the middle of the most epic fart and he couldn't move away from it. Even though he is a considerable distance from his nose and the cloud, he could still smell the foul stench. It burned. It burned his insides to ashes.
"And this is what the Boop can do."

 

[hungry visitor]

HV: Son let me tell a story about genocide of a whole race plus cannibalism. You can also read it here:

Snip

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(Once I even ate myself. It was a good time to be alive.)

Snip (eating myself)

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Well the gist of it is that I started rescuing my whole race from obliteration. This seemed too passive to me and I decided to fight in this war. As N-2.
And one thing lead to one other an that is how I got my new name "HarVester". Good times.
Too bad I lost to the collective of players...

 

[Moniker]

Due to Arsenical currently being incapacitated, the Narrator shall CONFIRM.

After all, it would be silly for him to be knocked out for no reason.

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SIDEQUEST BEGUN: THE VEIL


You're in a forest, surrounded by trees that seem to stretch endlessly in every direction. Above you, the sky is blue and clear, but you don't see any sun. A simple, dirt path stretches in front of you. Everything seems in order, but also... off.

Behind you, the path trails off into the trees, growing thinner, and eventually seems to end. In front of you, the path stretches onwards. You can hear a creek babbling in the distance.


Dreamland Forest:
Path(Can be followed)

(Feel free to interact with your environment in any way you desire - to look closer at details, or do something else)

 

[Arsenical]

SIDEQUEST BEGUN: THE VEIL


You're in a forest, surrounded by trees that seem to stretch endlessly in every direction. Above you, the sky is blue and clear, but you don't see any sun. A simple, dirt path stretches in front of you. Everything seems in order, but also... off.

Behind you, the path trails off into the trees, growing thinner, and eventually seems to end. In front of you, the path stretches onwards. You can hear a creek babbling in the distance.


Dreamland Forest:
Path(Can be followed)

(Feel free to interact with your environment in any way you desire - to look closer at details, or do something else)

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Well... This isn't what I expected.

... Huh? why am I doing first person?

Oh, yeah. Knocked out. In the Dreamlands. Narrator still awake. We did not think this through.

Oh well. this place certainly seems nice. Blue sky, distant creek, but that ever present feeling of wrongness is just too strong for me to relax! Be vigilant!

First, I go to the end of the path behind me, and I look around at the woods. A path that leads to nowhere, a path that comes from nowhere... What is the reason for it existing?

Hopefully I don't have to collect eight notes or some horror movie stuff like that.

 

[The_Two_Eternities]

"Time to put the Division to good use." I think.

"Alright! Volunteer Flamethrower Division, attack the fake Captain.cat! Actually, belay that! Attack both Captain.cats!" I order.

"Sorry, real Captain.cat!" I call. "This way there's still the same average damage done to both of you, since they might have gotten confused which is which, and I'm sure you can take the damage."

 

[CoreBrute]

"Time to put the Division to good use." I think.

"Alright! Volunteer Flamethrower Division, attack the fake Captain.cat! Actually, belay that! Attack both Captain.cats!" I order.

"Sorry, real Captain.cat!" I call. "This way there's still the same average damage done to both of you, since they might have gotten confused which is which, and I'm sure you can take the damage."

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On the one hand, CoreBrute is grateful that he knows the player Captain.Cat can't die. However, he winces because he knows from experience that players can feel pain-and that 3rd degree burns are extremely unpleasant.

 

[Moniker]

Well... This isn't what I expected.

... Huh? why am I doing first person?

Oh, yeah. Knocked out. In the Dreamlands. Narrator still awake. We did not think this through.

Oh well. this place certainly seems nice. Blue sky, distant creek, but that ever present feeling of wrongness is just too strong for me to relax! Be vigilant!

First, I go to the end of the path behind me, and I look around at the woods. A path that leads to nowhere, a path that comes from nowhere... What is the reason for it existing?

Hopefully I don't have to collect eight notes or some horror movie stuff like that.

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You head back a ways along the path. It slowly gets thinner, and eventually trails off into a grassy patch. Trees surround you. There seems to be nothing on this side of the path.

Looking at the grass, again... it looks a little still. You can feel a breeze, but the grass isn't moving.

Dreamland Forest:
Path(Can be followed)

 

[Arsenical]

You head back a ways along the path. It slowly gets thinner, and eventually trails off into a grassy patch. Trees surround you. There seems to be nothing on this side of the path.

Looking at the grass, again... it looks a little still. You can feel a breeze, but the grass isn't moving.

Dreamland Forest:
Path(Can be followed)

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Strange. Doesn't seem that there's anything here. For the second time, I wonder why this path would exist here.

Guess there's not much more to do over on this side. I turn back around and walk along the longer stretch of the path. However, most of my attention is spent on the forest to the left and right, looking for any kind of movement.

 

[Moniker]

Strange. Doesn't seem that there's anything here. For the second time, I wonder why this path would exist here.

Guess there's not much more to do over on this side. I turn back around and walk along the longer stretch of the path. However, most of my attention is spent on the forest to the left and right, looking for any kind of movement.

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Nothing moves. Not the leaves or animals, or anything. The tree trunks have the wood twist in these weird formations. Are those... faces...?

Eventually, you reach something that does move: A stream! Clear-looking water flows through, and a bridge crosses over it. You're feeling kind of thirsty... you can stop for a drink, or continue walking along the path. Across the bridge, you can see the path turn and disappear behind a wall of trees.

Dreamland: Forest Path
Bridge(Can be crossed)
Stream(Drink?)

 

[Arsenical]

Nothing moves. Not the leaves or animals, or anything. The tree trunks have the wood twist in these weird formations. Are those... faces...?

Eventually, you reach something that does move: A stream! Clear-looking water flows through, and a bridge crosses over it. You're feeling kind of thirsty... you can stop for a drink, or continue walking along the path. Across the bridge, you can see the path turn and disappear behind a wall of trees.

Dreamland: Forest Path
Bridge(Can be crossed)
Stream(Drink?)

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Hm... A drink would be nice, but... No. I've read too many tales of heroes eating whatever food or drink and then something happens to them because of it.

Additionally, I don't want to look away from those trees. They're really creepy. I walk over to one and begin examining it.

 

[Eevee shadow bacon]

Hm... A drink would be nice, but... No. I've read too many tales of heroes eating whatever food or drink and then something happens to them because of it.

Additionally, I don't want to look away from those trees. They're really creepy. I walk over to one and begin examining it.

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I'll help the AG if you drink the entire river and eat a tree.

 

[Arsenical]

I'll help the AG if you drink the entire river and eat a tree.

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The Narrator begins contemplating the sanity of these people, as the strange neutral one begins talking to the unconscious body of Arsenical as if he was still awake.

 

[The_Two_Eternities]

The Narrator begins contemplating the sanity of these people, as the strange neutral one begins talking to the unconscious body of Arsenical as if he was still awake.

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"Noooooo!" I scream. "If he's contemplating their sanity, then he might actually come to a decision! You're on my hit list, Narrator!"

 

[Moniker]

I continue opening the portal as usual.

Also the generator will only charge weapons that have cool down times not entity charges

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+30% portal opening!

Wait, now the generator has me confused. I thought it was to charge up Special Attack charges, like Dragconic Impact from Examon. What do you mean weapons?

Well that Deathclaw was completely useless.

So I summon in myself a magnum capable of shooting evil demonic birds that attack whatever it is I aim at before explodeing... then proceed to shoot them at the fake Captain.cat.

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6000 damage to fake captain.cat!

In this post, I use all 3 actions plus any assistance sent to me. (Assistance happens a few posts down) Firstly, I make a modification to the Blood Red Mirrors: I activate Breakdown Uber-blast! This means they will break at the end of next turn (or later if possible), but until then they will not break unless their is a attempt to remove them, and when they break they will put all of their damage into the Armor Crusher.

If there is any power left over after that, I utilize a summoned oversize TV and my telepathy based player-vision to transmission ability to show the plastic soldiers this:



Besides that, I telepathically point out a AG player has attacked Captain.cat. I of course do the television trick when the counterfeit Captain.cat isn't looking/from a short distance away, and it's hard to interrupt the telepathy of a Player with entities on the field. Once that is done, I politely advise the Plastic Soldiers that the space station is definitely not corrupted, to restart that anti-mind-control research, and to please kill the impostor.

If I still have leftover actions, I cover the counterfeit Captain.cat with a permanent red skin coloring in a pattern saying IMPOSTOR

OOC: Guys. Please, please donate some actions to boosting this. If we can make this work then we'll do at least 13000 damage an action, as long as no one tries to decrease the number of actions the Armor Crusher has.

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BREAKDOWN UBER BLAST activated! With the current power level, the mirrors will break at the end of this turn for sure!

I start putting up a circus tent, now there will be even more coming...[1/5]
I order to to start opening his infinity mouths, as for each mouth opened, 20 hell clowns will arise to set the world ablaze
I focus on the hell portal.

(I'm planning on truly becoming a void character, not just neutral evil. No mercy, no sides, no redemption (for now); just death, murder and demons. (What did you expect from the guy who only summoned eldrich abominations?))

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Circus tent begun! The clowns are dead already, trying to summon more will just summon Clowns-1... +2 actions to the hell portal!

You have fallen down a level on the Neutraladder, to N-1! Cease and desist your path, or you'll become vulnerable!

" "The question is," I replied, "has she been good to me?" "

Half of a conspiracy mobilizes. The other half dies in its sleep, silently wiped out by a group that has destroyed much more than that. They step through portals into the Hexagonafield. They are the

VOLUNTEER
FLAMETHROWER
DIVISION

(OOC: 9/9. It's done. These guys are using flamethrowers, so they do (2x? Feel free to balance it, Moniker) damage to biological things and things weak to fire (Stuff like the Eagles, Space Engineers, and Army Men) and cannot damage non-biological things (Stuff like the Space Station, Construction Drone, and the Steel Balls))

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OOC: A Series of Unfortunate Events!? Those books are the best, aren't they?

I focus and power up the breakdown uber-blast

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You've extended its life by one turn! It can last until the end of next turn now!

Focus - Action! "There can only be one!"

Upon seeing the fake me i yell out. "Son of a bitch, not this shit!" knowing that my men can't tell the different I rush fake Captain.Cat and duck when he throws a punch! I then retailed with a retaliate with a kick to the knee and Fake cat falls to his knees but still struggles and punches me in at a my floating ribs! "GAH Fuck!" I yell out and then I head butt him breaking his nose, this disorients him long enough for me to punch him in the side of the head causing him to black out, I then start to drag him to the pool of water I had landed in when I first got here!

I quickly yell to my soldiers. "Don't interfere! This fight is between me and the Imposter! Follow the Orders of CoreBrute until I have this handle!" The army men look hesitant and confused but they follow my orders non the less. One of the soldiers look over the out cold form of CoreBrute and touches him, gets no response. "Shit, his out cold, Medic!." The army men medics are now trying to wake him up.

Fake Captain.Cat manages to regain his barrings and sees his near the pool of water and starts struggling again punching me in the ribs again "AAAHH Fucking hell" taking the initiative he elbows my knee knocking me down and he jumps on top of me! He then throws a punch at me just missing me. With a surge of energy I push forward and me and my imposter roll over several times until we are inches away from the lake but the imposter is still on top!

The Fake Captain.Cat starts raining blows down on top of me but i manage to block one punch with one hand and I grab The fakes head with the other, I pull his head near my mouth and I bite into his left ear! The Fake screams in pain as I then rip off his ear with my teeth causing him to use his hands to try and stop the blood flow from his new wound! Using this new opening I push forward with my body and roll over again into the pool of water and with me on top!

I then force the Imposters head under the water but his struggling intensifies realizing that death is near! He manages to get his head above water and tires to yell out but it is replaced with a scream of pure agony as I force my thumbs into his eye sockets bursting them instantly, "AAAAAAAAAAHHHH-" before he can finish screaming I force his head back underwater causing waters to quickly fill his open mouth because he's was still trying to scream in pain when he was force back under! He still struggles clawing at my face leaving gashes on my cheeks but I hold firm not allowing the Bastard to come up for air! "Die! damn you, Die! DIIEE! DDDDDIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!" I roar at the top of lungs as the Imposter still tries to struggles out of my grip.

(As you guys can see i'm a little busy right now, CoreBrute I would like my men back after I finish killing my Imposter, Also please order them to remove the godmod gear, nothing good will come of them keeping it on. Please take care of them.)

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20000 damage to the fake captain.cat! The army men are, indeed, very confused! The fake captain.cat starts yelling!

"No! It's a fake! A fake from the godmodder! Remember your training, men!"

They see Corebrute yelling at them from the sidelines...

"He's in on it too! The godmodder's plans stretch deeper than anyone can know, and the only way to stop anything is to take out that space station! Follow your original mission! FOLLOW YOUR ORIG-" And then he's too wrapped up in the fight to speak.

It looks like... it looks like the fake copy of you is projecting some sort of aura! Not mind control, so much as mind influence. They are more inclined to believe the words of their master's doppleganger, and less likely to trust anyone else... it's like there's a fog over their mind, and there will continue to be so long as he is alive! The army men continue on their path!

Actually the Moniker is using the steel balls as one entity instead of two separate weapons? The weapons attack without any consent?
OK (but pool their healing together too then)


But what is this? Was the true energy the Godmodder possesses the power of moms spaghetti and anti-religion? HV attempts to summon the holy spaghetti monster, which may or may not exist.

(throw a coin. One side summons the holy spaghetti monster under control of HV the other side just lets the spaghetti-tentacles vanish)

Having already summoned a small portal to my cult, it would be a waste to not maintain and strengthen my portal. Strengthen it with food!
The portal moves to the Armor Crusher, turning everything on its way into a small strand that gets devoured.

The steel balls can also get more defenses. HV absorbed scary clowns into his cult so he can create an defensive aura around them that CAN let the attacker run away.
(attacker must pass 30 on a d100)

Having done this things HV looks at himself and wonders what he has become. A little bit of creativity in recycling old actions, building slightly stronger actions and having a growth potential.
He also relies on enhanced strength through luck. This is not the planning wise HarVester he once was...

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You successfully summon the FLYING SPAGHETTI MONSTER! However, he quickly makes it clear he is NOT under your control! Not the godmodder's control, either! He wants to make everything spaghetti!

You imbue your steel balls with an... attack shield guaranteed to make the next attacker run away! 30% dodge rate on those things would be a lot...

"Hmm." The man taps his foot, thinking for a moment before snapping his fingers as he comes to a conclusion. "Right, that should work."

He summons a pie from the ether, teleports to the Godmodder, and proceeds to shove it down his throat. As we've seen, the Godmodder can easily swallow pies whole, so this isn't a problem. Tastes delicious, naturally.

However, the man had cunningly poisoned the pie with one of the most potent poisons known to man! Naturally it was completely tasteless, but it smelt absolutely awful, a result of the incredible deadliness of the poison. Of course, noseless as he was, the Godmodder could not smell the poison, and so soon found himself with one of the worst cases of indigestion in both recorded and unrecorded history, enough to give a mortal wound and then some to a more ordinary individual.

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1 damage! Ouch, what are you doing to this poor man!? The godmodder immediately regrows his nose. Unfortunately, while the poison was real, it seems you haven't struck on the specific pie-related means of damaging him.

STARCALIBUR STEAL ROLL: No pie for you

CoreBrute's eyes shoot open as he feels a sharp pain. He glances down the see a medic has slammed a massive syringe in CoreBrute's chest.

"Da fuck are you doing?" He asks, mouth still groggy from his near death experience.

"Sorry commander, but you're body was practically dead. We had to inject you with adreneline when other forms of ressucitation weren't working." CoreBrute groaned as he felt the drug's effect fill his bodyh.

"Damn, that was a good hit." He sighed. He had hoped to avoid any more substances he could abuse once he'd be undigitized. But it seemed like staying on the wagon was a fever dream in this Hexgonafield. He then raised an eyebrow at the medic. "Did you just call me commander?"

"Yes sir. Captain.Cat assigned us to your command as he's currently fighting a doppleganger." CoreBrute glanced over at the fight between twins and winced at the brutality. "What would you have us do commander?"

CoreBrute looked over the plastic men. He wasn't quite as sure all the rules associated with these green soldiers-he mostly just let Cat do his own thing with them, aside from when he almost melted them in his inferno. Still, if he was going to command them, there needed to be some changes.

ACTION 1: "Alright, first of all, anyone with God Mod gear, I want you to drop it right now. Put it in a pile over there," He points some distance back. "I'll deal with it later. Make sure you're only using kit that Cat or myself assign you." The soldiers comply, tossing the God Mod gear pile away from them (unloaded of course-no need to cause accidental misfire from poor firearm handling).

"What now commander? We're back to using inferior gear." The squad leader asked.

"Now? Now we improve you guys on an exponential scale!" He reaches into his jacket and pulls out a scroll of summoning. "In my many years where I experienced multiple forms of addiction, I came across these pathetic creatures. Soulless and without hope, I mostly pity them for they were greater slaves to their addictions than I was, but today we can use their services!"

ACTION 2: A portal of dark energy appears. The dangle of chains is heard as disheveled pale humanoids walk out of the portal in unison, covering their eyes from the intense heat.

"Life long customers of the Games Workshop!" CoreBrute calls out. "It's time to use the skills you've invested your lives, and depressingly large sums of money towards mastering. You will paint these plastic army men, into the most striking soldiers to strike fear into the heart of any tabletop general!"

The Games Workshop customers lumbered towards the soldiers, and with quick bursh strokes, careful paint sprays and creative flourishes, they transformed the soldiers. No longer were they simple green plastic army men-they were lifelike, professional and of far greater quality than ever before.

"Yes, good work." CoreBrute notes. "Now return to your basements and convention halls until I have need of you again!" He calls out, and the customers flee from the sunlight.

(OOC: Improve the quality of all plastic army men units. May increase level and general coolness levels)

ACTION 3: "Now soldiers, spread out! I want half of you on the left, the other half on the right of the Armor Crusher! When it turns left, I want right side to fire at it's back and vice versa. Let's control that agro, keep it distracted so the other players can finish it off! Keep your distance and fire in controlled bursts, don't let yourselves get caught." The soldiers moved to their positions but the squad leader stopped to address him.

"What if it runs down the centre, what happens then?" CoreBrute smile, and took a fighting stance.

"I'll be waiting to say hi." He said, foot planted in the centre between the two sides of army men. "I've always been more of a brawler anyway."

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The army men aren't recognizing you as commander! They're busy running towards the space station, but when you call at them, a confused few turn around anyways! All of them accept the painting from the Games Workshop, and become the LIFELIKE ARMY MEN! Their new general coolness gives them immunity to plastic weaknesses!

A confused bunch of soldiers take potshots at the Armor Crusher, knowing its on the PG side, before dashing off to rejoin the main group! They aren't even sure if it was the right thing to do... 8000 damage to the Armor Crusher!

1 action spent to incrament 4/15 that mem'ry left so far behind.
I look at the army men, and see they just started throwing their research away. annoyed at their dogged resistance to the idea of survival,I unsheathe a golden sickle and slash it in the air, cutting space. the space stretches, then rips, becoming a rift in time. I warp into the past, and turn invisible, before silently creeping towards the research right before fake captain appeared, and swap it out with some pieces of paper with random discussions about hats on them, before being pulled back to the present from the past which is to say i move to the future compared to my position in time at the moment.
salvaging the research, I keep it in the player inventory for now.
if I have some power left over, I cast 'reveal motive' on captain cat's duplicate, making all his orders come out as "be suicidial, kill yourself, help the godmodder, be an idiot" etc
also, who remembers the "Genocidal" passive?
if you ever need to keep the army men occupied for a round, I suggest you go for summoning, say, red army shields or something.

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You have recovered the anti-mind control research! You cast "reveal motive" and get... "Lead the army men." Doesn't reveal much.

For my first action (x2) I shamelessly steal one of the Army Men's attack shields and the Steel Balls' attack shield and place the two of attack shields onto Chuckles.

Looking over at my techmarines who are hard at work manufacturing that jetpack (which by the way Moniker you didn't add to what the techmarines are doing, here's the post again for you)

I put a bit of my own power (x1) into helping them, their equipment suddenly glowing with the Emperor's Light for this turn, speeding up their work.

The rest of my entities are simply ordered for this turn to be reactive, only attacking if they're attacked first.

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With your own power, you successfully finish the jetpack for Chuckles! He should have a 25% dodge rate now. You also put two attack shields onto Chuckles! Unfortunately, attack shield theft is not allowed, and would be completely pointless since Attack shield creation/posts generally go at a 1:1 ratio.

Victory continues observing the battlefield, still clutching the Godmodder's now-detached nose between his fingers.
"Hm. It seems these Descendants just may be as legendary as the tales written about them."
With slow steps, he approaches the man who hid poison inside the pie and directed it at the Godmodder.
"Hello. My name is Victory, as you may have already known."
Victory slowly turns to the right, where the pie has recently been thrown.
"You are a pretty quick thinker, are you not? To have come up with that just after my attack."
Seemingly out of nowhere, a gust of wind blows by as Victory's coat moves along with it.
"I... feel a slight sense of familiarity around you."
He swiftly reaches for the floor with both of his hands, thrusts into the air and leaps away. What the hell was that about?

Pouncing atop the very same tree he first, well, 'spawned' on, Victory takes something out of the inside of his coat.
"This should do fine."
It seems to be a crumpled paper of sorts, some sides have tiny ripped sections on them. Needless to say, this paper was not in a good condition.
"It has been a while since I ordered anything from there. Uhm, excuse me, you may want to cover up your ears for a second or so."
Victory quickly pulls out a knife from under his coat and brings it to his palm. There seems to be a scar right in the middle of it. In one swift motion, he impales his hand with the knife right in that spot, allowing the blood to drip down on the paper before taking the knife out and bandaging his arm.
"Uhm, excuse me, you may want to cover up your ears for a second or so."
Not looking at the paper, Victory begins yelling something odd that nobody can really understand.
"Bpïsəвa oвзpaтioɳ ґpos!"
Seemingly out of nowhere, a giant floating panel spawns with four symbols. Victory pushes several symbols multiple times, so swiftly in fact that one could not tell which ones he really pushed.
"There we go. This shouldn't take long."
After a long and boring conversation with the person on the other line (including several groans and facepalms by Victory) in the very same language he used to summon the panel, he switches it off and it disappears in a flash.

After about five minutes, the bloody paper begins shaking and glowing, before it flashes and is replaced by a burrito. Every Descendant who was watching the phenomenon looks utterly confused. All that trouble... for a simple burrito?
"This is no simple burrito, my fellow Descendants."
Victory begins unwrapping it.
"This burrito is perhaps the most delicious one known to mankind."
Layer after layer, the wrapping paper is removed.
"Although, the Pact of Blood I signed with that burrito restaurant effectively allows me to trade in my blood for free burritos anytime, thus stopping me from ever starving."
It is almost completely unwrapped at this point. Boy, he sure is taking his sweet time with this paper.
"However, you should know. Despite the fact that this is the most delicious type of burrito ever created..."
Now that the wrapping paper has been removed, he simply tosses it on the ground. The burrito, however, is what everyone is looking at. So crisp. So tasty. Even from a mere glance one can tell that what Victory saying is true.
"...it comes with serious side effects. That is the reason why this is only my second time eating it."
Quickly stuffing his mouth with the burrito, he makes it disappear in a flash. All of the other Descendants who happened to be watching look at him as if he is a maniac. Why didn't he savor it?! Why didn't he share it?! What kind of sick freak just... gobbles up the most delicious burrito known to mankind! Suddenly, Victory grabs his stomach and squats down.
"It's coming... Oh... Oh no..."

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Well, you know what they saw... gotta chew your food...

Victory leaps from the tree to Hungry Visitor, still clutching his stomach.
"Oh. You do not think that is impressive?"
He takes a few leaps to the right and takes out the Godmodder's detached nose.
"My technique - Boop of the Leaping Shadow, it was not simply a joke. It is a potentially life-ending technique if used properly. It may not seem like it, but it uses both magic and advanced strategy to pull off."
Still clutching his stomach, Victory squats down and lets out a groan.
"They say the man who developed it was a genius. They called him the Leaping Shadow of the Hollow Hills, after his home-town. He was the one who created it. Many of his enemies were killed because of the technique."
Struggling to talk, Victory sits down and takes a few deep breaths before continuing.
"One of the only things I can recall was that the Leaping Shadow was my teacher. Eventually, we faced an impossible enemy together. An enemy that we were fated to lose against."
Breathe in. Breathe out.
"He had taught me the technique. This very technique. The Boop of the Leaping Shadow. In fact, he had taught me everything I know. But on that fateful night, the impossible enemy murdered him."
Memories are flooding back. Faint memories.
"As I said, I do not recall anything major, but I do know that I killed the impossible enemy... with the Boop. I was simply enraged that this grotesque creature could slay my master, the infamous Leaping Shadow. At that very moment, I knew that I had to take his place. Take his name. I became the new Leaping Shadow."
So close.
"And this is one of the deadliest techniques in my arsenal. See, the burrito I just ate had a horrible side-effect. Although delicious, it causes the user to eject a massive cloud of gas out of their behind. As I've mentioned, this is only the second time I'm eating it. The first time was when my master had perished."
This is it. In a quick flash, Victory releases the gas.
"Some call it a poisonous gas, others call it the green thunder. But I call it..."
Victory grabs the Godmodder's nose and tosses it in the gas, himself leaping away from it.
"The most epic fart. *Ever*."
The Godmodder didn't realize that the Boop of the Leaping Shadow still allowed him to sniff through his nose even though it was detached. Victory had clogged it with cotton prior, so the Godmodder had no way of knowing he could still smell through it. But now, his nose was right in the middle of the most epic fart and he couldn't move away from it. Even though he is a considerable distance from his nose and the cloud, he could still smell the foul stench. It burned. It burned his insides to ashes.
"And this is what the Boop can do."

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No! With the nose detachment, no gas mask can protect you! 2 damage to the godmodder!

STARCALIBUR STEAL ROLL: After what you've done to this poor man, do you really deserve it?

STARCALIBUR STEAL ROLL: Evidently not.

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V:

The Flying Spaghetti Monster swoops down to Earth, and picks up the fake Captain.cat, seeing the tussle! Unfortunately, the real Captain.Cat gets sucked up with him! The fake captain.cat, of course, has a radio to communicate with the real army men. The two of them are in spaghetti heaven, a meaty entanglement of delicious spaghetti... The Spaghetti monster desires to absorb EVERYONE into its mass!

AG:

Work on the antimatter energy generator continues! The steel balls click-clack into the Armor Crusher, dealing 3500 damage!

The Volunteer Flamethrower Division needs to get to captain.cat, but he's inside the flying spaghetti monster! The only one who can damage him before the flying spaghetti monster is killed is captain.cat! They all burn the flying spaghetti monster, which isn't really biological or mechanical, so it takes 12000 damage!

PG:

The Armor Crusher's blows are all absorbed by the mirrors! It looks like the mirrors are ready to reflect a lot of pain next turn...

Everything for the Army men ticks up! Riflemen are improved, and the scientists get ready to do it again! The engineers finish a refinery, and begin work on a new GodMod training camp, to make the soldiers be the BEST THEY CAN BE! (The brewery has been slightly delayed). The barracks produces some more troops, including some squad leaders who get to work buffing their allies! The barracks begin producing a whole bunch of squad leaders, to buff all troops to their maximum capacity!

The army men, in confusion, rush to the Space engineer portal! I mean, it is super suspicious! They never figured out where these guys were going from! Because of all the confusion caused by captain.cat and Corebrute, they only manage to blockade the portal 50% of the way. Still, if given another turn, no more space engineers.

The army men fast approach a power singularity...

The godmodder finishes his summoning, and summons LEVIATHAN! A truly terrifying beast of might! And he has a special attack, too! With his second action, the godmodder snaps his fingers, and Oryx and the Tarantula turrets disintegrate!

N:

CaptainNZZZ's army and Yogg-Saron go after the Armor Crusher, dealing 39000 damage!

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The godmodder sends POPPLE THE MASTER THIEF in the direction of the Yorehammer wielder! If not countered, he'll steal Yorehammer for himself!

ATTENTION: Since feller21 has not posted for a full turn (that has lasted the past 2 days), and not given notice of absence, his Yorehammer is up for grabs by the first poster who wants it. Blocking the godmodder's attack is of course their responsibility.

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ITINERARY:
-Defeat The Godmodder! Damaging him gives you a shot at a legendary weapon!
-Get the godmodder down to 250 HP! Its the only way to snap him out of endgame mode!

Minor tasks:

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The army men get stronger over time! Guide and protect them! Kill the fake captain.cat who's manipulating them!
Protect the Space Engineers and their portal! They're building helpful structures!
Keep the Armor Crusher neutralized! He'll ruin anything he can get his hands on!
Keep Leviathan neutralized! It has huge attack power!
Take out the Flying Spaghetti Monster, who wants to absorb everything into spaghettiland! Right now, he has the fake Captain.cat protected inside him!

THE HEXAGONAFIELD:

[AG - MooGoesCow]Space Station
Shield array(protecting space station)
Antimatter energy generator: 33% complete (designed to boost entity charges)
Portal: 50% open! Summoning space engineers on random sides every turn!(Diet coke bribe!)(mind-controlled to the AG team!)
Space engineers+1: 70/70 HP x 120(building space station!)(x1.2 effectiveness)
Construction drone: 8000/8000 HP(adding 20 engineers of work!)
Portal: 60% open(summoning ally sworn to fight the godmodder)(closes 10% each turn)

[AG - hungry visitor]Steel balls: 7000 HP, HP/2 A (+4000 HP next turn!)(protected from 2 attack!)

[AG - TheTwoEternities]Volunteer Flamethrower Divison: 1000/1000 x 40 HP, 300 x 40A (x2 damage against bio enemies)(x0 damage against mechanical enemies)

[N - CaptainNZZZ]Mysterious Tower: 22000/22000 HP(zombie immunity)(25000 total attack)
Techmarines: 300/300 HP x 10, 200 x 10A
Thunderhawks: 1000/1000 HP x 2, 1000 x 2A(defending eagle spawner)
Eagle Spawner: 8000/8000 HP(spawns an eagle every turn!)
Eagles: 1000/1000 x 13 HP, 500 x 13A
Light Crystal: 10000/10000 HP, heals every CaptainNZZZ entity for 1500 HP each turn!
Crypt of the Ancients: 5000/5000 HP(Helps summon undead entities!)
Undead warriors: 300/300 HP x 15, 300 x 15A(guarding crypt of the ancients!)
Custom M1 Abrams: 20000/20000 HP, 9000A
Chuckles: 7000/7000 HP(bodyguarding army!)(4 attack shield)(resistance: -500 damage from every attack taken)(25% dodge rate)

[N - eeveeshadowbacon]Yogg-Saron: 13000/35000 HP, 14000A

[PG]Armor Crusher: 378500/500000 HP, 20000 x 3A(Blood Red Mirrors: 80000/30000 stored, BREAKDOWN UBER BLAST, breakage in 1!)

[AG - captain.cat]Army men(53000 total attack)(protected from 2 attack)(Plastic alliance - can't be bribed):
Riflemen IV: 700/700 HP x 130, 100x130A
Machine gunners III: 400/400 HP x 100, 400x100A
Medics: 500/500 x 15 HP, Healing A
Squad leaders: 1000/1000 x 5 HP (+3 riflemen, +2 machine gunners)
Engineers: 100/100 HP x 15, building GodMod training camp(complete in 4!)
Scientists: 100/100 HP x 112, researching improved riflemen(complete in 1!)
HQs: 2000/2000 x 2 HP, calling engineers x 85(complete in 2!)
Refineries: 1500/1500 x 6 HP(producing 2400 plastic per turn!)
Barracks II: 3000/3000x2 HP, producing 20 squad leaders(complete in 3!)
Special weapons depot: 4000/4000 HP, building grenade launchers(complete in 1!)
Plastic shield generator: 5000/5000 HP(burns plastic to protect from damage; current rate: 500 plastic/2000 protection)
Possesses 7800 plastic, anti-godmodder bullets, anti-regen bullets(not in use) GodMod armor, GodMod weaponry
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[PG]Leviathan: 300000/300000 HP, 70000A, Special: Tidal Wave(ready in 4!)

[PG]Godmodder: 258/300 HP(Starcalibur: x2 actions)

[V]Flying Spaghetti Monster: 68000/80000 HP, Spaghetti A (will spaghetti all)
SPAGHETTILAND:

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[PG]Fake Captain.cat: 49000/75000 HP(misguiding Army Men!)
[AG]Captain.cat

Player info:

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Captain.cat(inside spaghetti monster! Can only attack other spaghetti entities!)
HybridUnity
Hex123(Shielded!)
Corebrute
MooGoesCow21
[N-1]Eevee Shadow Bacon(New summon: 3/10)(Portal to hell: 3/5)(Circus Tent: 1/5)
Archon of Ghosts
[N+1]CaptainNZZZ
[N-1]EternalStruggle
Hungry visitor
[N]Pluff0
ZxZx24(Temporal Condenser!)
pikapikaCHU123
The_Two_Eternities
[N]Ralyx(holding The Egg)
Vandalygon
That-Random-Guy
Orange(has POWER)
dunk1010(has a Kiribo)
Easary(charging the super MOAL)
Arsenical(1 Legendary Weapon in debt!)
[N]JoeBOB(Charge: 2/15)(has army men's anti-mind-control research!)
feller21(Yorehammer: Ignores shielding)
Victory By Ablation

Player Inventory:
On Players and the Nature of Creativity
Dragonballs x 7(made from Melodic transmitter x 2, Charge Stone x 5)(can be combined to make one wish!)
Melodic transmitter x 3
Charge Stone x 0

 

[MooGoesCow21]

The generator will charge up weapons that are built on the space station like the orbital bombardment attack the space station will have after I build guns on it

I yell to the Army Men What are you doing you idiots don't block the portal as I focus on unblocking The portal

 

[Victory by Ablation]

"Hello. May I grab the Yorehammer, please?"
Victory also takes out another scroll out of his coat, scribbling two dashes in it with a pen. Two damage to the Godmodder. Nice.

 

[JOEbobobob]

1 action spent to incrament 5/15 that mem'ry left so far behind.
I'd take yorehammer, but one: I'm N. two: i have other ideas.
first, I conjure a one-turn radio jammer, stopping the false captain cat from talking to the army men this turn.
secondly, another addition appears on the alliance reminder, reminding them not just of their allegiance to captain cat (as it did before to prevent bribery), but also showing reminders of how terrible the godmodder is, and of all the nondescriptly bad things he's done, making them less likely to help the godmodder if their uncertain (they'll still follow captain cat, but if, say, he randomly starts saying to attack AG targets and another captain cat shows up and starts saying no, don't do that, no!!! then they'll go for the more likely to be good based on past experience action of "kill PG target".

 

[EternalStruggle]

The figure just looks aghast at this latest turn of events. On the one hand he could try and do more damage to the Godmodder, but first of all he was out of obvious ideas and second of all there were now other problems, such as a new Void Entity.

Actually, perhaps that and the other new major problem could in part solve each other. It might not work, but it was probably worth a try.

FOCUS - BEHEMOTH BAMBOOZLE

With a flick of the wrist, the man mentally contacted the great Leviathan and informed it that the Flying Spaghetti Monster was a form of its Biblical rival, Behemoth. Naturally, plenty of supporting evidence was provided that outright proved this to be factually true, and a very logical argument was laid out about how true this was and how important it was for both Leviathan and his master that it destroy the creature post-haste. Enraged for sure, this turn Leviathan would attack (and considering its power likely destroy) the FSM instead of another target. This was mainly made workable by the creature's Void alignment, as a PG or even N target might have been overridden by the Godmodder's mind control resistance. This isn't actually mind control, of course, merely influencing via logic, that's also important. Regardless, it likely can't be made to attack allies, but Void Entities are definitely foes to the Godmodder, meaning they're perfectly valid targets for his summons. So it should be correspondingly much easier to convince one of his summons to target them. At least, that was the hope.

 

[hungry visitor]

The Spaghetti monster desires to absorb EVERYONE into its mass!

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That is my thing!

"Hello. May I grab the Yorehammer, please?"

Click to shrink...

Too bad. I had a plan with this (OOC thread).

Foolish Armor breaker! Foolish Spaghetti monster!! I am HarVester!

If you want to transform everything into noodles I have a portal that eats those noodles. If you stock up damage and reflect it... then a portal will eat that and transform this energy into mine.

HarVester strengthens the portal, which doesn't mean that the portal gets bigger. It grows stronger and can move nearer to the event horizon of the cult without getting destroyed.
The portal now has reached the Armor Crusher.

To get his threat more real, HV summons a (digestion)combat-based Entity from his cult to oppose the monster. It is advised to eat the Spaghetti monster (actually the pastafarian religion doesn't describe the holy noodlyness as a violent being but ... maybe it is?).
Let me describe that being: It is reeking with a sharp stench, its skin is kinda thin and translucent, so you can see the brains and internal eyes and some organs. The liquid that leaks from the skin is comparable to thick dark honey and it is dissolving a lot of things. When enough of this liquid has leaked and has dissolved the enemy the being sucks it back through the skin.

HarVester notices that his ever expanding city has reached the battlefield. Time to make some use of the energy fields that belong to the city. HarVester moves to the city and summons the top 10 scientists from his cult. They are going to build weapons of mass destruction in 1d6 rounds by using the energy fields as workers and security.

HarVester is satisfied. The Spaghetti monster was intended as food from the start. It turned out stronger and wilder than expected but it will be a great addition to the cult.

 

[Stikes]

I see Oryx disintegrate before my eyes! "NOOO!" I scream.

Then I have an IDEA!(Idea! Idea!) I'll call Oryx forth from death, but in a different form, far more powerful than his previous! He! Shall! Be! ORYX! (All three actions).

Dreadnought in 1 turn.

 

[Moniker]

Hm... A drink would be nice, but... No. I've read too many tales of heroes eating whatever food or drink and then something happens to them because of it.

Additionally, I don't want to look away from those trees. They're really creepy. I walk over to one and begin examining it.

Click to shrink...

You walk closer to a tree. It's completely still. Not just the trunk, but the leaves and branches too. Although your initial inspection caught one big face, a closer look reveals that the tree trunk has been twisted - or, is twisted - into many different face-like shapes of many different sizes. Their mouths are open, and it looks kind of... painful.

Honestly, this is freaking you out a little. Best continue.

Dreamland: Forest Path
Bridge(Can be crossed)
Stream(Drink?)

 

[CaptainNZZZ]

With my first action (x1) I protect my next action from adverse affects like being bribed or mind controlled immediately by the Godmodder, I can't afford for something to backfire right now.

For my second action (x2) I make an installation on the Crypt of the Ancients, making it so it summons two skeletons every turn from it's depths (which hopefully will end up boosting their stats due to the Crypt of the Ancients unique ability of helping undead entity summons) which will allow my forces to be further bolstered, this time with cannon-fodder relatively weak skeletons.

The techmarines this turn will build a wall around Chuckles to protect him since the Godmodder just disintegrated the Tarantula turrets that had been protecting him.

The rest of my entities will attack the Armor Crusher this turn, might as keep doing what I've been doing.

 

[Arsenical]

You walk closer to a tree. It's completely still. Not just the trunk, but the leaves and branches too. Although your initial inspection caught one big face, a closer look reveals that the tree trunk has been twisted - or, is twisted - into many different face-like shapes of many different sizes. Their mouths are open, and it looks kind of... painful.

Honestly, this is freaking you out a little. Best continue.

Dreamland: Forest Path
Bridge(Can be crossed)
Stream(Drink?)

Click to shrink...

"Like I said, creepy." I thought as I looked at the twisted faces on the tree. "This is almost certainly real people turned into wooden trees. I bet it."

But, well, I couldn't do anything about it without getting more information, so I continued forward across the bridge and on the turning path.

"Everything is so silent. So surreal."