Successfully getting King's attention, the creature jumps backwards and then sits down again, seeming to be restraining itself from touching the armor.
"Made it yourself? That must have taken such a long time. Or, maybe not. But I admire your dedication to it! I always love seeing what fascinating things others have made. Where I'm from is pretty... closed off--don't get to see much new."
At the mention of its mesh, the creature held one of its front legs up in front of it, showing the thin strings of bright metal running down towards each individual claw, like Sombra's glove. ((from Overwatch))
"Oh, thank you! I don't plan on dying, though maybe it will happen. Plans have gone wrong before."
It sets its paw down and looks up at King.
"You just want an apology? Well, if I see this 'godmodder', I'll tell you. Though, why were you here in the first place? For me, being here isn't lucky at all. I'd rather not be here, but..."
The creature's voice suddenly grows much less cheerful and more somber as it glances down.
"How should I phrase this... I've been sent here to find this 'godmodder', confirm that they exist. It seems like people are fighting here, so maybe they're here?"
"WELL , IT WAS A HOBBY OF MINE TO WORK ON MY ARMORS LIKE HOW SOME PEOPLE MAKE MODELS, BUILD CARS, OR PLAY GOLF BUT MORE CONSTRUCTIVE AS WELL AS MORE PRACTICAL. IT ALSO WAS SIGNIFICANTLY LESS STUPID."
King brushes aside his cape and bangs his breastplate.
"IT'S AN ALLOY TOOK WEEKS TO FIND THE RIGHT COMBINATION FOR IT BUT IT SEEMS TO HAVE PAID OFF TO HAVE THE RIGHT COMBINATION OF BOTH LOOKS AND BEING ACTUAL ARMOR INSTEAD OF THOSE DECORATIONS PEOPLE LOVE TO WEAR."
King drops his arms allowing his cape to settle again, "AS FOR YOUR GODMODDER TROUBLES I SUGGEST YOU HOPE THAT ONE ISN'T HERE, THOSE GUYS ARE BAD FOR GENERAL EXISTENCE OF MOST PEOPLE. INCLUDING YOU. ESPECIALLY YOU."
At the mention of his name King's posture slightly sags before straightening,
"I AM WILHELM PROVOST BUT AFTER I BECAME THE CEO OF ROYALTY EVERYONE JUST CALLS ME KING. I'D LIST MY TITLES BUT I REALLY DON'T WANT TO STAND HERE ALL DAY. NOW WHO ARE YOU FOR I CAN'T RECALL SEEING MANY ANTROS UP AND ABOUT. ESPECIALLY AN ARMORED ONE LIKE YOURSELF"
King teleports over to the Walker Scout, noticing the small gashes he pulls out a bit of duct tape and electrical and for the frayed/cut wires he solders them back together and then wraps them in electrical tape. For the rest King starts to cover the holes keeping it together with the duct tape.
"THAT SHOULD DO IT."
The poor robot looks like it was made by rednecks, thank god it lacks vanity or it would probably die from embarrassment. Even though it lacks any elegance it still is functional even if it is incredibly ugly.
5/10 hmmmmmmm
3/5 something
+1 to mrmirrormna
I build another brick wall. after all, what else am I supposed to do; the return to the main field is next turn, not now.
"LONG BEFORE EVERYTHING WENT DIGITAL, MEN USED TO WATCH MOVIES (VISUAL STORIES FOR VIEWING PLEASURE) ON THESE THINGS CALLED TAPES WHICH WERE BOXES FILLED WITH FILM, IMAGES WHICH WERE CHAINED TOGETHER TO CREATE THE ILLUSION OF MOVEMENT USUALLY SYNCHRONIZED TO SOUND. BETAMAX WAS A VARIANT OF THESE TAPES. THEY'D PLAY THESE THINGS ON SCREENS CALLED TVS. THEY EVENTUALLY REPLACED THEM WITH FLAT DISCS CALLED DVDS BEFORE GOING DIGITAL ENTIRELY. WHAT A STRANGE TIME TO BE ALIVE."
The cloaked monster tilts its head one way, then the other. "An odd bit of history."
SAVE Thomas : [5/5] (+1 from CrownlessKing)
"Sorry about messing up your life like this." With a sigh, the cloaked figure draws another circle on the ground, and motions for Thomas to stand in it. "The best thing I can do now is apologize and send you somewhere safe." Bowing their head, the creature waits for any replies before continuing. They do not allow for an conversation after that, however. "Transfer... Sending." And a moment later, Thomas is gone from the planet... "Misjudged things again."
An apology to King as well, on this narrator's part, for the smaller scale mimicry.
Having mostly settled the drama they helped cause, the monster gets back to the Energy shield, ramming into it repeatedly.
The Magitech Knight jumps in the air and brings down their beam-sword on the Energy Shield.
I enter the Atomic Factory and begin replacing some of its damaged components, effectively repairing it to an extent.
The Atomic Factory spews a suicide drone at the Angry Skeletons, followed (if possible) by an attack from the Atomech that would be produced this turn.
2/10 (Don't) Crash and Burn
5/10 Something else (+1 Redstone, if I have that right)
By this point, I hope the energy shield is down, but I know that the turret probably won't be. As such, I continue my all out assault on that general area, delivering my wrath by way of high energy weaponry. Yes, more of the stuff, I have a never ending supply of firepower. So many sources to draw on. This time is a more abstract sciency effect. I fire off a few bolts of arcing energy, looking a little like small solar flares. These bolts interfere with the Higgs Field, reducing the mass of the W and Z Bosons and increasing the range of the weak force. This causes some of the heavy elements in the enemy's armor material to undergo rapid radioactive decay and nuclear fission. And yes, this also applies to the energy shield, because it just does.
Death From Afar: 10/10, using.
Angel of Mercy: 9/10.
One out of two isn't bad, I think as I summon forth a sniper to assist me in the battle with a 10 post charge.
The camo-cloaked killer nods at me, two hovering drones detaching from her back, feeding data to her scope, allowing for some really neat shots. And her rifle is quite a beauty as well, being a powerful railgun of sorts, capable of propelling tungsten spikes to stupendous velocities.
"Where's the target?" In response, I gesture in the direction of the laser turret.
Elite Sniper:
Stats:
25,000 HP.
15,000 Damage.
Special: Cloaking Cloak: The Elite Sniper is less likely to be attacked by enemy entities during the End of Turn Battle. This only applies to random attacks, and not wide spread area of effect or specifically targeted attacks.
[PG]
I decide to talk to Todd and Cherri, asking them how they met the godmodder. I also ask the godmodder if there is anything we should know before we start fighting the attackers.
[PG-Pawn-Mirror] HP=50,000/50,000 Ability: Promotion-???{Requirements not meet} <> A pawns power: 3/5-Heavy attack on one entity.
[PG-10 Shield Defense Array-Mirror] HP=10,000/10,000 x15:Reboot 3/3- Brings 1 array back to full health, or two at half health. Defending Pawn.
7/10 Promotion? Nope, something else.
4/5 More help for our guard friends. +1 from JOE
+1 Talist
The cloaked monster tilts its head one way, then the other. "An odd bit of history."
SAVE Thomas : [5/5] (+1 from CrownlessKing)
"Sorry about messing up your life like this." With a sigh, the cloaked figure draws another circle on the ground, and motions for Thomas to stand in it. "The best thing I can do now is apologize and send you somewhere safe." Bowing their head, the creature waits for any replies before continuing. They do not allow for an conversation after that, however. "Transfer... Sending." And a moment later, Thomas is gone from the planet... "Misjudged things again."
An apology to King as well, on this narrator's part, for the smaller scale mimicry.
In an attempt to calm them down, I bring out a table of tea, coffee and biscuits for the skeletons. Then I realise that skeletons don't have stomachs, or taste buds, or any organs at all.
Upset, I filp the table and spraying hot tea and coffee onto the skeletons, and covering them in a hail of biscuits.
Scrap Collector: 9/10
Soviet Bombardment: 9/10 (+1 from Randomname)
+1 to @Randomname
==Actions==
The boy continues trying to salvage Jeb's Junkyard. Desperate, he holds out his hands towards some junk on the ground. In flies up into the air and is compacted into a Junk Wall that protects Jeb's Junkyard. (This is a summon)
Just to clarify something I realized wasn't made clear during my announcement, player damage is not being doubled JUST YET. It's going to come when the first boss bites the dust.
4/10 hmmmmmmm
2/5 something
+1 to talist [join the dark grey side! we have cookies!]oh, i must have missed it
"alright, happy to join you. I'm in this for entertainment honestly, but I'll do my best to win" "also, I noticed theres something leaching my power (and probably the mirrors as well" "not going to question why or anything, theres a lot of things you could be doing, but" "is it indiscriminate, or can you turn it off for some people? if you can do that, I request it turned off for me & the mirror, though I won't object if you don't. PG is still the funner side." "waitasecond..." "someone new just pledged allegiance to you. I think I'll be able to sense who it was if i see them." "sooooo, ye" "I'mnotgoodatendingstringsofinfosorry" since I'm not on the main field, I grab some nearby bricks and build a tiny wall, then attach conveyor belts to the side. I don't care how ridiculous it looks, what matters is whether or not it works!
10,000/10,000 HP brick wall
No, I can't turn it off for certain people, it's a field effect coating the entire planet.
And even if I could, I don't trust you enough yet to let you have full strength Descendancy anyways.
You build a brick wall. This earns you some odd looks from the others in the room.
Announcement: Player damage is being doubled. The entity health increase was a mistake. This is going to become more clear when 20 post charges start being a regular thing.
5000 health restored to the Perfectly Generic Entity.
Unfortunately the PGE cannot use its charge this round, as charges increment at the end of the round.
after realising far too late that I had challenged a stone foundation to a dance off, and taking some pride in the fact that I had won, even if everyone back at base would currently be laughing at me, I pick up the new weapon fresh from the lab.
Lasword: a permanent artefact that on its own provides no power boost at all. however, with some modifications looted off the bodies of the dead it can gain attack buffs and powerful abilities, for a time anyway.
I quickly test the new lasword out by stabbing the foundation into rubble, before blowing the remains to hell with an excessive amount of C4
You're not getting a permanent artifact with a 5 charge. Come back to me when you have a full 10 post charge and then we'll talk about indestructible artifacts.
You stab and splode the Foundation to pieces, dealing 7000 damage.
Glorious Fortress: 7/10
Soviet Bombardment: 6/10
+1 to @I just write
==Entity Actions==
Jeb's Junkyard begins to retreat and does not engage anyone due to its poor condition. The fighter jet and Putintank will attack the Energy Shield.
==Player Actions==
The boy, seeing the state of Jeb's Junkyard, panics for a bit but then stretches out his hand. Some scraps from courtyard fly up into the air and begin to self-assemble. In 10 seconds, the result of this usage of Descendancy is made clear - a repairbot equipped with a welding torch, screwdriver, and wrench, held aloft by two small jet engines. The repairbot flies to Jeb's Junkyard and begins repairing it.
(This is a summon)
==RP==
A diminutive figure in a spacesuit climbs out of Jeb's Junkyard and walks towards the Engineer. Players of Kerbal Space Program recognize him as the Junkyard's namesake - Jebediah Kerman himself. The kerbal begins speaking to the Engineer:
Jeb: Hey, you look pretty talented, but are you sure you want to keep working for your current boss. From what I've heard he seems pretty... dangerous.
Jeb: The Kerbal Space Program could pay you handsomely if you defect to us, and considering how many angry Anti-Godmodders there are now who are desiring to kick your a** the moment the shield comes down, joining us may be your best bet for self-preservation.
Jeb: Just think about it. We'll be waiting for you. If not...
Jeb: My Junkyard does need some target practice. Just saying.
Jeb's Junkyard has nowhere to retreat to, there are no open combat zones to which it could move. (I'm not letting people just hide entities, especially when it's an entity capable of building stuff while in hiding.)
You attempt to summon up a repairbot, only for a stray laser that was ricocheting between two pieces of metal on the ground to ricochet back up and explodes the repairbot.
The Engineer gives Jeb a sideways look. "I ain't afraid of you lot. I've got a spawn point halfway across the planet, and you lot can't permakill." and then he goes back to working on the turret.
[PG]
"So Sir. Godmodder, or what ever you prefer bringing referred to, what shall you have us do first?"
[PG-Pawn-Mirror] HP=50,000/50,000 Ability: Promotion-???{Requirements not meet} <> A pawns power: 3/5-Heavy attack on one entity.
[PG-10 Shield Defense Array-Mirror] HP=10,000/10,000 x15:Reboot 3/3- Brings 1 array back to full health, or two at half health. Defending Pawn.
6/10 Promotion? Nope, something else.
2/5 More help for our guard friends.
+1 Talist, welcome to a Morally grey faction.
"What the-" I look up to see a darkened figure swooping overhead, and am about to get a better look when it unleashes a storm of lasers that even I'm impressed by. In response, I activate a quantum delocalizer, flickering around the room in order to avoid the attack, always being where the beams of light aren't. After it's done, the figure is gone. None of our summons appear terribly damaged by the attack, but with how many were just hit, and the fact they were definitely hit pretty hard...
That's worrying. That's very worrying.
I sigh internally. Guess we're not going to be able to leave after this. Stupid bloody castle, suddenly I'm here for no reason with reality warping powers and I'm just bombarded with nonsense from all angles, and even resolving this peacefully doesn't do anything but get us a laser turret.
Speaking of, that energy shield is still there. Let's fix that, shall we?
Now, the rabbit I just pulled out of my hat was randomized quantum delocalization. Question, can I weaponize that?
Dumb question, you can weaponize everything.
I take the device and tinker with it a bit, fiddling with the internal wiring and components, before I snap the back plate of the small device closed once again. Satisfied with my work, I toss it towards the energy shield. Upon contact, it detonates, fraying the fabric of reality into torn pieces, a secondary effect of the detonation further expanding the field, until it covered practically the entire energy barrier, warping into a sort of invisible shroud as it became impossible to pierce the twisted area of what was one normal space. Then, it snapped back in an instant, but it was damaged. A lot of the energy remaining in the barrier had disappeared somehow, lost to a strange place, perhaps, making the barrier that much weaker via the process of weird quantum shenanigans.
Death From Afar: 9/10.
Angel of Mercy: 7/10.
Hrm, maybe both of these will be deploying this turn.
Mantis attacks the energy barrier, or the engineer if it's blown up, or the laser turret if the engineer is dead.
+1 @I just write, if you one up my twice before my second post I can deploy both my summons, so consider doing that.
7/10 Monikerbots - can't have 2 of the same entity
8/10 ???
+1 @I_just_write
Okay, foundation! You won't last another second! The cake and deconstructors worked really well, so this time, I summon a group of cake-wielding miners! Their pickaxes are made out of bomb-filled cake! Every time they swing it, the pickaxe explodes deliciously but remains intact! They go attack, happily exploding until the miners can't explode any more!
((@JOEbob: Uh... I'm already PG. Though, I hope to be a righteous one. At least, more than normal.))
((Rafaam voice: I like your format... I think I will TAKE IT!))
((Changed character's color to something more fitting.))
Successfully getting King's attention, the creature jumps backwards and then sits down again, seeming to be restraining itself from touching the armor.
"Made it yourself? That must have taken such a long time. Or, maybe not. But I admire your dedication to it! I always love seeing what fascinating things others have made. Where I'm from is pretty... closed off--don't get to see much new."
At the mention of its mesh, the creature held one of its front legs up in front of it, showing the thin strings of bright metal running down towards each individual claw, like Sombra's glove. ((from Overwatch))
"Oh, thank you! I don't plan on dying, though maybe it will happen. Plans have gone wrong before."
It sets its paw down and looks up at King.
"You just want an apology? Well, if I see this 'godmodder', I'll tell you. Though, why were you here in the first place? For me, being here isn't lucky at all. I'd rather not be here, but..."
The creature's voice suddenly grows much less cheerful and more somber as it glances down.
"How should I phrase this... I've been sent here to find this 'godmodder', confirm that they exist. It seems like people are fighting here, so maybe they're here?"
It then returns its visored gaze to King.
"Do you have a name?"
----------------
... My liege demands I stay my hand.
+1 to Heirolight because I need to pay that back.
The First Relic: 8/10 (+1 from Joebob, +1 from Mirror)
Forever: 3/10
The rays of light serve to make shadowy allegiances stand clear.
Someone has summoned him and these other beings, knowing that most would blindly fight. Another half-thought comic book supervilliany plot centered around misunderstanding.
But his efforts at obvious neutrality, even cautious friendliness, have been met with open hostility. Acceptable behavior in an automated system, perhaps, but not in a sentient that can clearly see that you aren't buying into the setup.
And the lightshow is not being controlled, either. Otherwise he would have destroyed the other "players" as a liability.
No. This guy's just a jerk.
Which means the gloves are coming off. Figuratively. The scavenger still has unknown and ungrounded technology to work on.
He searches the necromancii for anything that still has magic in it, a project for later.
He takes careful shots at the barrier that protects the technician. His allegiances were chosen poorly.
"Sorry. It's not you. It's your management."
He adjusts the Golem to ignore commands that would be suicidal, then sets the Shield and Foundation as priorities one and two, respectively.
[AG again, plz. Thx]
[I try to collect a necromantic artifact from the necromancii. I shoot the Shield around the Engineer with the [Gun].]
[The Golem tries to smash the Shield, unless that'll get it killed, in which case it smashes the Foundation.]
The engineer ignores the quip, but the energy shield still takes a solid 8000 damage from your gunshot.
All you are able to retrieve from the Necromancers is a couple of gnarled staves and a book about woodcarving.
You can use your charges for just about anything you can think of.
Additionally, you do realize that you have regular actions available to you, in addition to your charges?
You'll probably be far more effective if you do so, just saying.
Charge Action
A lumberjack appears. Wait why does he have a purple drink?
Lumberjack 25,000/25,000 [AG]
Passive: Rage. If a kill is scored, the Lumberjack will gain Rage for two turns. All attacks will be counted as "two attacks", meaning that damage is doubled but damage reduction is applied doubly so.
The Lumberjack chops up the Energy Shield. Don't ask me on how that one works.
Redstone declares that there needs to be a dank meme and 360 noscopes some Ang(e)ry Skeletons.
"WELL , IT WAS A HOBBY OF MINE TO WORK ON MY ARMORS LIKE HOW SOME PEOPLE MAKE MODELS, BUILD CARS, OR PLAY GOLF BUT MORE CONSTRUCTIVE AS WELL AS MORE PRACTICAL. IT ALSO WAS SIGNIFICANTLY LESS STUPID."
King brushes aside his cape and bangs his breastplate.
"IT'S AN ALLOY TOOK WEEKS TO FIND THE RIGHT COMBINATION FOR IT BUT IT SEEMS TO HAVE PAID OFF TO HAVE THE RIGHT COMBINATION OF BOTH LOOKS AND BEING ACTUAL ARMOR INSTEAD OF THOSE DECORATIONS PEOPLE LOVE TO WEAR."
King drops his arms allowing his cape to settle again, "AS FOR YOUR GODMODDER TROUBLES I SUGGEST YOU HOPE THAT ONE ISN'T HERE, THOSE GUYS ARE BAD FOR GENERAL EXISTENCE OF MOST PEOPLE. INCLUDING YOU. ESPECIALLY YOU."
At the mention of his name King's posture slightly sags before straightening,
"I AM WILHELM PROVOST BUT AFTER I BECAME THE CEO OF ROYALTY EVERYONE JUST CALLS ME KING. I'D LIST MY TITLES BUT I REALLY DON'T WANT TO STAND HERE ALL DAY. NOW WHO ARE YOU FOR I CAN'T RECALL SEEING MANY ANTROS UP AND ABOUT. ESPECIALLY AN ARMORED ONE LIKE YOURSELF"
King teleports over to the Walker Scout, noticing the small gashes he pulls out a bit of duct tape and electrical and for the frayed/cut wires he solders them back together and then wraps them in electrical tape. For the rest King starts to cover the holes keeping it together with the duct tape.
"THAT SHOULD DO IT."
The poor robot looks like it was made by rednecks, thank god it lacks vanity or it would probably die from embarrassment. Even though it lacks any elegance it still is functional even if it is incredibly ugly.
5/10 hmmmmmmm
3/5 something
+1 to mrmirrormna
I build another brick wall. after all, what else am I supposed to do; the return to the main field is next turn, not now.
The cloaked monster tilts its head one way, then the other. "An odd bit of history."
SAVE Thomas : [5/5] (+1 from CrownlessKing)
"Sorry about messing up your life like this." With a sigh, the cloaked figure draws another circle on the ground, and motions for Thomas to stand in it. "The best thing I can do now is apologize and send you somewhere safe." Bowing their head, the creature waits for any replies before continuing. They do not allow for an conversation after that, however. "Transfer... Sending." And a moment later, Thomas is gone from the planet... "Misjudged things again."
An apology to King as well, on this narrator's part, for the smaller scale mimicry.
Having mostly settled the drama they helped cause, the monster gets back to the Energy shield, ramming into it repeatedly.
The Magitech Knight jumps in the air and brings down their beam-sword on the Energy Shield.
You teleport Thomas to safety before the GM can brutally murder him for quick and easy feels. (He was totally going to get butchered this round by the way, you made the right choice.)
You ram into the energy shield several times, receiving a boost in power from the karma received from your 5 post charge, knocking it down by 20000 hit points. The energy shield is starting to flicker and waver.
I enter the Atomic Factory and begin replacing some of its damaged components, effectively repairing it to an extent.
The Atomic Factory spews a suicide drone at the Angry Skeletons, followed (if possible) by an attack from the Atomech that would be produced this turn.
2/10 (Don't) Crash and Burn
5/10 Something else (+1 Redstone, if I have that right)
You restore 6000 health worth of damaged parts.
You also seem to be a bit confused as to the nature of charged abilities. First: They tick up at the end of the round. Second of all: Unless otherwise stated in the charged ability's description, it takes up the entity's action to use the ability.
By this point, I hope the energy shield is down, but I know that the turret probably won't be. As such, I continue my all out assault on that general area, delivering my wrath by way of high energy weaponry. Yes, more of the stuff, I have a never ending supply of firepower. So many sources to draw on. This time is a more abstract sciency effect. I fire off a few bolts of arcing energy, looking a little like small solar flares. These bolts interfere with the Higgs Field, reducing the mass of the W and Z Bosons and increasing the range of the weak force. This causes some of the heavy elements in the enemy's armor material to undergo rapid radioactive decay and nuclear fission. And yes, this also applies to the energy shield, because it just does.
Death From Afar: 10/10, using.
Angel of Mercy: 9/10.
One out of two isn't bad, I think as I summon forth a sniper to assist me in the battle with a 10 post charge.
The camo-cloaked killer nods at me, two hovering drones detaching from her back, feeding data to her scope, allowing for some really neat shots. And her rifle is quite a beauty as well, being a powerful railgun of sorts, capable of propelling tungsten spikes to stupendous velocities.
"Where's the target?" In response, I gesture in the direction of the laser turret.
Elite Sniper:
Stats:
25,000 HP.
15,000 Damage.
Special: Cloaking Cloak: The Elite Sniper is less likely to be attacked by enemy entities during the End of Turn Battle. This only applies to random attacks, and not wide spread area of effect or specifically targeted attacks.
You send out a massive wave of energy attacks and the energy shield flickers, it almost seems like it will hold up under the barrage, but right as you stop firing the energy shield collapses inwards.
The engineer looks out at the crowd of gathered entites and Descended.
"Welp."
You then summon a sniper, who takes up his position behind some rubble cover and prepares to start firing.
[PG]
I decide to talk to Todd and Cherri, asking them how they met the godmodder. I also ask the godmodder if there is anything we should know before we start fighting the attackers.
[PG-Pawn-Mirror] HP=50,000/50,000 Ability: Promotion-???{Requirements not meet} <> A pawns power: 3/5-Heavy attack on one entity.
[PG-10 Shield Defense Array-Mirror] HP=10,000/10,000 x15:Reboot 3/3- Brings 1 array back to full health, or two at half health. Defending Pawn.
7/10 Promotion? Nope, something else.
4/5 More help for our guard friends. +1 from JOE
+1 Talist
Todd: "Well, er... there was this recruitment drive. I was looking for a job and the world was out-of-the-way and the perks looked good so..."
Cherri: "I got picked up from a training facility by one of his recruitment drivers. It's been a nice change of pace until... well, the fighting started."
Cherri: "I assume that now's probably the easy time anyways, before we find all the stuff and start conquering worlds and whatnot, but hey, the breakrooms are good, and so's the coffee."
There's not really anything you need to know that you don't already. Just be careful, you're fighting other Descended, they're very capable of taking you down when needed.
In an attempt to calm them down, I bring out a table of tea, coffee and biscuits for the skeletons. Then I realise that skeletons don't have stomachs, or taste buds, or any organs at all.
Upset, I filp the table and spraying hot tea and coffee onto the skeletons, and covering them in a hail of biscuits.
Scrap Collector: 9/10
Soviet Bombardment: 9/10 (+1 from Randomname)
+1 to @Randomname
==Actions==
The boy continues trying to salvage Jeb's Junkyard. Desperate, he holds out his hands towards some junk on the ground. In flies up into the air and is compacted into a Junk Wall that protects Jeb's Junkyard. (This is a summon)
The Engineer goes into overdrive, repairing as much stuff as he can before his inevitable and quickly-oncoming demise. 20000 health restored to the laser turret. The Angry Skeletons stumble forward, inhibited by the gibbering terror, but they still manage to take down the Perfectly Generic Entity, and deal 3000 damage to Jeb's Junkyard besides .
The Mulebot just gives existencesuccess another boost. The Rubble golem, lacking a shield to punch, goes after the laser turret, and delivers a smackdown to it for 5000 damage. The Balloon Dog pops violently in front of one of the skeletons, destroying it... wait, no, I swear I saw it pop, but there it is, just floating around like nothing happened... The primitive jet fighter makes a pass at the skeletons, dealing 5000 damage to one, which is finished off by the Atomic Factory's suicide mech.
The Putintank unleashes its fury upon the laser turret, backed up by the lumberjack, humongous mecha, walker scout and elite sniper. The massive barrage of projectiles that screams forward slams into the laser turret for a whopping 54000 damage. The Magitech knight dodges its way through the bullet storm and comes in with another slice, adding 4000 damage to the cumulative power of teamwork.
The Titan and heavy autoturret work their violent magic on the skeletons, blasting another one into pieces. The Mantis looks around, and catches the engineer trying to hide behind the laser turret, and opens fire with its dual guns. Engineer killed! The Gibbering horror continues to be ever-so-helpful by reducing the attack power of the laser turret and skeletons again.
The Godmodder walks over to JOE and Mirror. Alright, ready or not, we're leaving. And with that, the world spins. The world spins and spins and spins until it starts slowing down, revealing that they and their entities are now in the courtyard with everyone else. The Godmodder takes out his warhammer and twirls it. Get off my lawn, punks.
Everything ticks up.
Itinerary:
Make your way forwards.
Destroy the Godmodder?
[PG]
"Well, gentlemen, I think now would be a good time to use the box I gave you."
Do you remember this? "Well, some security bots hmm? The best way to solve this is to clearly dress up one of the other security guards as a criminal, making them fight each other, then forcing magnets through their eyes, unloading their own weapons, into their body, and then throwing a Rust Monster onto each of them. Yes, a wonderful plan"? I make due on that idea on all the machines AG summons.
[PG-Pawn-Mirror] HP=50,000/50,000 Ability: Promotion-???{Requirements not meet} <> A pawns power: 3/5-Heavy attack on one entity.
[PG-10 Shield Defense Array-Mirror] HP=10,000/10,000 x15:Reboot 3/3- Brings 1 array back to full health, or two at half health. Defending Pawn.
9/10 Promotion? Nope, something else.
5/5 More help for our guard friends. {IN USE} I summon a phosphor grenade, throwing it into AG territory, near all the low health entities.
1/5 More fun.
+1 Talist
Scrap Collector: 9/10
Soviet Bombardment: 9/10 (+1 from Randomname)
+1 to @Randomname
==Entity Actions==
The Putintank and Primitive Jet Fighter attack the Shield Array.
==Actions==
The boy continues trying to salvage Jeb's Junkyard. Desperate, he holds out his hands towards some junk on the ground. In flies up into the air and assembles itself into another repairbot that uses the junk on the ground to repair Jeb's Junkyard, then expires. (This is an action, not a summon)
The Godmodder walks over to JOE and Mirror. Alright, ready or not, we're leaving. And with that, the world spins. The world spins and spins and spins until it starts slowing down, revealing that they and their entities are now in the courtyard with everyone else. The Godmodder takes out his warhammer and twirls it. Get off my lawn, punks.
And suddenly entities? That's... okay yeah that's something. Uh. Well, maybe we can try to resolve this peacefully again?
I got eyes on. The sniper speaks to me through a radio implant, she has some minor cybernetic augmentations it would seem. Want me to take the shot against the leader, or something else?
Er, neither for now. Maybe we can try talking again. I reply.
Stepping forward towards the man who just called us a bunch of punks, I clasp my hands and begin to respectfully speak to the man who may be the master of the castle. "Sir, please, I would like nothing more, but things are a bit tricky right now. You see, this is all just a very big misunderstanding. I'm not sure if I can speak for the others, but I just showed up, unaware of how I got here, and also I have reality bending powers now. And the castle seemed very abandoned so we busted down the door, and then two work mechs showed up and we fought them off, seeing that they were aggressive, then the security came along and we did get into a bit of a dust up, but we resolved it peacefully after we realized the situation, and then of course necromancers happened, as they are wont to do." I take a deep breath. "So please, understand that I at least are as confused about this situation as you if not more, and would love to 'get off your lawn', but I'm not quite sure how. Can't we try and resolve this peacefully?"
Angel of Mercy: 10/10, not yet in use.
Alternate Charge: 0/10, not charging.
So, if I recall correctly, there was a sword with Sharpness 1 lying around the battlefield, as well as some mithril pieces. I pick it up, if it hasn't been already, and slash at the foundation with the sword.
I would like to know how do sharpness enchantments work in this universe.
10/10 Preparations
10/10 Vexation
Talist +1.
I won't be taking +s in the near future. I'm waiting for an opportunity. Just remember to pay me back later, a'ight?
looking down, I notice the lasword is about to explode, more than likely due to being rushed out early. in a hurry, I throw the lasword at the godmodder. the lasword then misses, ricochets around the battlefield for around 5 seconds due to the rule of funny, before winding up embedding into the foundation before exploding
"WELL , IT WAS A HOBBY OF MINE TO WORK ON MY ARMORS LIKE HOW SOME PEOPLE MAKE MODELS, BUILD CARS, OR PLAY GOLF BUT MORE CONSTRUCTIVE AS WELL AS MORE PRACTICAL. IT ALSO WAS SIGNIFICANTLY LESS STUPID."
King brushes aside his cape and bangs his breastplate.
"IT'S AN ALLOY TOOK WEEKS TO FIND THE RIGHT COMBINATION FOR IT BUT IT SEEMS TO HAVE PAID OFF TO HAVE THE RIGHT COMBINATION OF BOTH LOOKS AND BEING ACTUAL ARMOR INSTEAD OF THOSE DECORATIONS PEOPLE LOVE TO WEAR."
King drops his arms allowing his cape to settle again, "AS FOR YOUR GODMODDER TROUBLES I SUGGEST YOU HOPE THAT ONE ISN'T HERE, THOSE GUYS ARE BAD FOR GENERAL EXISTENCE OF MOST PEOPLE. INCLUDING YOU. ESPECIALLY YOU."
At the mention of his name King's posture slightly sags before straightening,
"I AM WILHELM PROVOST BUT AFTER I BECAME THE CEO OF ROYALTY EVERYONE JUST CALLS ME KING. I'D LIST MY TITLES BUT I REALLY DON'T WANT TO STAND HERE ALL DAY. NOW WHO ARE YOU FOR I CAN'T RECALL SEEING MANY ANTROS UP AND ABOUT. ESPECIALLY AN ARMORED ONE LIKE YOURSELF"
At the sound of the reverberating metal, the creature's pointed ears fold back in discomfort. After a while, the creature raises its front paw and turns it over, looking over its own armor.
"Hm~. I'm not sure if my gear counts more as armor or decoration. If it's my decoration, then I still like it."
As this is before the Godmodder showed up, the creature glances down at the ground, sounding distant.
"I... do hope that. But, I must follow my path, and my path has told me to come here."
The creature's voice was quiet, seeming to talk more to itself than to King. After that though, its voice returned to its normal volume, low as that may be.
"Why would you say me specifically? Although, I probably am out of my league here."
Then, at the creature set its paw against the side of its neck and looked away nervously and shifted the feathered wings on its back that I just forgot to mention and totally didn't retroactively add in because it fit some symbolism.
"Ah, hello Wilhelm. King? Either. It's fair I tell you about myself. My name's Thina."
Now that she's finally been promoted to having a name and gender, Thina slowly turns and looks around at all the combatants gathered here.
"You're right. There's not many like me. It's... thrilling. But also terrifying. I haven't been in the minority like this for quite some time. I'm so far from home, I can't even comprehend the distances, so I just hope I'll be okay. ... Hm~."
She looks nostalgic for quite some time, remembering past excursions until, poof. Mr Bad God Man appears. Picking up on the new combatant, Thina swivels her head to look at him, ears and tail suddenly dropping at the realization.
"That's... him, I suppose. Probably, but hopefully not. If it is I'm... going to... need a moment."
Starting to shake, she seemed to be getting dizzy and couldn't hold her held quite still any more.
+1 to CrownlessKing. Got +2 total.
The First Relic: 10/10 - HELD
Forever: 10/10 - HELD
Don't +1 me just yet!
I'm probably going to use these this turn, but I wanted to get this RP post out while I finish some stat stuff. You'll be beholding the good ol' Tal-Co entity soon enough.
all the "new" entitys are just whoever the PS players[ me & mirror] summoned already. "well, here we are." "yes, I know other descended are strong." "oh, and the person who i sensed had joined you on some level is that thing" points at talists character whos name is Thina and was unknown before "and lastly, don't blame you for not trusting me yet, since we've never met or interacted before to my knowledge." now then...
brick walls protect fred.
I use the monocol of searching to search the area for stuff. I wlil become a godmodder! [well, or try to at least]
The man beats the Pawn over a head with a rusty spoon.
He then runs over the Walker Scout with the MULEbot.
Greytide Roomwide: 10/10 ACTIVATING...
Another man, who's also wearing a grey jumpsuit appears. He sets up a mysterious machine, and then flees.
Greyspace Generator:
HP: 30,000/30,000
Passive:
Greyspace Portal: Summons a Greytider every round.
Greytider:
HP: 10,000/10,000
Attacks:
Screwdriver: 2,000 damage, inflicts Bleed for two turns.
Autoscrewdriver: 10,000 damage, inflicts Bleed for one turn. Takes two turns to charge up.
Hyper Advanced Martial Arts: 20,000 damage. Takes three turns to charge up.
Passives:
Insulated Gloves: Immune to electric attacks.
