@I just write:
You're a little confused. You started at 4000, then got 6000 the first round from the combined effort of eating the door and regular duplication. There were 20000 when the attack hit.
Could have sworm there were supposed to be 24,000 when the attack hit.
EDIT: Accepted another +1 from @EternalStruggle bumping Humongous Mecha to 10/10. Will fire next turn.
Titanfall: 7/10 (+1 gutza1 and redstonelad)
Heavy autoturret: 5/10
I quickly pull out an arc thrower, that I totally had the whole time, before stunning a security guard and sending them to the lab, for interrogation and finding out what the armour is made out of
King remembers about the Replicators eating his makeshift armor.
"IF THIS TURNS INTO A GREY GOO SCENARIO I'M GOING TO DOPESLAP THE GUY IN CHARGE OF THESE THINGS. WHATEVER YOUR NAME IS (@I just write), DID YOU INSTALL A FAILSAFE ONTO THESE GUYS?"
King decides to then look around at the area for more detail about the environment and where they are.
3/10 preservent
4/5 rawenergy +1 mrmirrorman
+1 to amirroredclock
I hang back from the probable clash between the swordsmαn and guards, and gather the energy that scattered from my body as i was being dragged. I proceed to focus it through the monocle, carving several glyphs into the surrounding cave, and activate them, speeding time up for me [that is, i have more time per everyone elses second]. I proceed to investigate everything nearby. i don't have any details so i can't specify, but i continue to look in every crack, under every stone, check for energy signatures, look for holes, inspect the machines. as my time warp winds down, I finish the boosted search.
Jeb's Junkyard: 10/10 Complete!
Vehicle of the Motherland: 5/5 Complete!
+1 to @helldivercommand
Jeb's Junkyard: Expending...
The boy pulls out his laptop again, and presses a button on the screen. Suddenly, a portal appears on the ground, and a kerbal steps out. He begins building up a giant tracked land vehicle that appears to be a mobile junkyard and factory. The kerbal adds finishing touches, and puts up a large ramshackle sign made from corrugated metal, reading "Jeb's Junkyard."
Mechanics:
Jeb's Junkyard has a pool of scrap that is used to construct vehicles used for attacks. Some vehicles are one-shot missiles that serve as attacks, while other vehicles are spawned as entities in their own right. A vehicle that requires more scrap also takes more turns to construct. A vehicle can finish construction and be used in the same turn, or can be placed in storage. Scrap can be refilled manually by players or automatically by future upgrades to Jeb's Junkyard. Finally, Jeb's Junkyard has a "Research Bar" that fills up with the amount of damage inflicted on enemies, unmodified by bonuses. Once the research bar is filled, Jeb's Junkyard will undergo a technological upgrade, allowing access to more powerful vehicles, increasing the amount of vehicles that can be produced at once, and expanding the scrap pool.
Jeb's Junkyard:
HP: ???
Scrap: 500/500
Research: 0/100,000
Only one vehicle can be produced at a time.
Sounding Rocket:
Construction Time: 1 turn (can be constructed and fired during the same turn as an attack)
One-use
Deals a low amount of damage.
Primitive Jet Fighter:
Construction Time: 2 turns
Spawns an entity
Has a low-damage attack.
Bluestone Missile:
Construction Time: 5 turns
One-use
Inflicts a medium amount of splash damage on multiple enemy entities
Empty
Vehicle of the Motherland: Expending...
Suddenly, from the hole in the wall a large tank emblazoned with Russian symbols bursts out, playing the Russian national anthem. The hatch opens, and Vladimir Putin himself exits, walking to a safe part of the battlefield (he is not part of the entity). He presses a button, and the tank activates its autonomous combat AI.
Putintank summoned!
New charge:
Glorious Fortress: 2/10 (+1 from DCCV)
The young man decides to revive the fallen guards, in order to sweeten the deal of a ceasefire. That way, the guards, who were only doing their jobs, get to leave this conflict with their lives intact. This is also immensely preferable to being either bombed by the young man's ship from above, or a psychic assault.
Well, something's ready for deployment. Namely, a weapon production facility.
HP: 20,000/20,000
Abilities:
Summon Micromech: An attack, dealing 1k damage to 1 target with a mini-nuclear (see also: Fallout) suicide mech.
Summon Actual Combat Mech: Summons an Atomech, with 10k HP and 500 ATK. Takes 5 turns.
(Eventual) Self-Replication: Summons one-fifth of another Atomic Factory, or adds on to an existing partial Atomic Factory. Takes 10 turns.
All or Nothing (Passive): Only functions when completed.
As for an attack, I guess I could pick up a rock and throw it at one of the guards. Might as well save some of my other powers for when they actually become relevant.
+1 Redstone
1/10 (Don't) Crash and Burn
4/10 Something else (+1 Redstone, if I have that right)
A set of four parallel lines tear through space, followed by a fifth,out of alignment tear shortly after. A large, quadrupedal hooded figure forces itself out of the strange, hovering gaps, and growls softly... One may wonder why a being around nine feet tall at the shoulder and walking on four legs would bother wearing a body-obscuring cloak, but it remains the situation regardless. "So this is where the wanna-be god is, right?" The creature sounds much less intimidating when it's using mundane words to communicate. "I've been looking for a while now, and this place was pretty inconvenient to get to, so they better be within walking distance." The creature then finishes stepping out of its portal, and dusts off the mostly-white cloak that continues to hide the details of whatever it is. "There's something I need to ask them."
Announcments: Power armor was renamed to Krork Behemoth at the request of Eternal Strggle.
Charged entities have been buffed, health now increments by 5000 with each charge point, and attack by 1000.
I ask the guards if they are on the godmodders side. if they say no or ignore me, then
10/10 Battle [ there seems to have been a mistake last round- i forgot to increase battle by one.]
USING!
[N-PS] swordsmαn 10,000/10,000 HP 6,000 atk 1/6 a man can hope
passive: his own instincts. more likely to follow my orders, but will randomly act as if he's an uncontrolled neutral instead.
Passive: parry. has a 45% chance to parry attacks sent at him if they are equal to his attack, +5% parry for each 500 atk they are bellow him. entitys with more atk will have 45% parry chance, but parrying will only block 1/2 the atk over 6,000. can parry player attacks as well.
Passive: attention. has +25% parry with regards to whoever he is attacking this round.
special: a man can hope. evolves into a more powerful entity, which will have a heightened chance of ignoring my orders. this entity will have another 6-turn charge which evolves it again, into a full neutral.
he will be summoned in the place where i'm being dragged IF the guards aren't on the godmodders side or stay silent, and is ordered to attack the guards.
however, if the guards are on the godmodders side, he summons to the normal battlefield and attacks the replicator minibots.
2/10 preservent
New: 2/5 rawenergy +1 mrmirrorman
+1 to amirroredclock
place/holder
the one of the scouters reads the book and uses psycic powers to tell me its contents, while the other continues to search, unless both reading the same book will help, in which case they do that.
am I still capable of acting? i assume so, so if they are on the godmodders side, I ask them politely to let go of me and explain my allegiance. if they are not, I gather some energy, then release it in an unordered burst. my arms, by which i presume I was being dragged, burn for a moment, and the guards let go in pain, before I blink to an standing position and thrust my hand forwards, summoning the swordsmαn in front of me. the swordsmαn's presense distracts the guards as I transfer the effect of my desendedness to the swordsmαn, meaning i act through him. he slashes at one guard, then deflects several bullets with the next motion, before stabbing past the nightstick to cut into their flesh. he dances back, past a few more swings by the enemy, and jumps forwards-right, slashing the tip off the guns the guards had just pulled out. their sticks clash against his blade and my energy channels into his blade, repelling the sticks away, and out of the guards hands, and the swordsmαn dashes forwards, a flurry of strikes tearing his targets uniform to shreds and creating several shallow wounds. the swordsman then does his normal action [that is, my action then ends]
The Security guards grunt and one of them rolls her eyes. "Of course we work for the Godmodder here, who else would we work for?"
In accordance with the entity buffing, the Swordsman has had his health and attack buffed. Parrying has been reduced from full blocking to halving of incoming damage.
Journallog #1 (in order to read the whole book you'll have to spend multiple rounds reading through it, to give me time to do other stuff during updates)
Entry 27:
I've given up on trying to keep track of how many days its been since I've left home. The Void is very... weird time wise, and although I've finally landed down on a planet, I don't think I'll be able to tell any better here. We're up at almost all hours in the fortress we captured upon our arrival, stroke of luck that, they looked like they'd been fighting off attacks for weeks, despite being out in the middle of nowhere. Captain says they must have either made someone really angry or we've captured a more valuable point than we thought. It makes me nervous though, this is supposed to be the biggest war of all time, and it's winding to a close. If people are still fighting here when the main battles are up at the central stronghold, what's to say they won't keep attacking us now that WE own the place?
Your other scout finds some cool bugs and a snake that seems to have been traumatized by the fight with the mechs earlier. Head trauma that is. Poor snek. Bonked on the head with a giant work mech.
The security guards stop when you try to explain your alleigance.
"Wee-elll given we're in the middle of being attacked by whatever those freaks are, your help could be useful."
"Todd, the man was trespassing, you'd think he'd at least have sent a message through first."
"The boss keeps the comms channels closed out of universe Cherri, he probably didn't know he could."
"Fine, we'll call up the boss, he needs to know about the intruders anyways."
The guards then continue along, but they aren't as rough with you as they were before.
Emerald summons a lamp. The lamp will occasionally shoot laser beams at things, once every other turn
Enerald traces a red line, and opens it, out which steps out a perfectly generic entity.
Generically Generic Entity:
Generic/Normal HP
Average ATK
Passive: Passive. Passively Passives.
Charge: a normal charge amount (5). Fires a generically more powerful attack the turn it is activated
You summon a laser lamp. Like a lava lamp, but lighter. Oh yeah and it fires lasers.
You also summon the Perfectly Generic Entity. Man the field is really starting to fill up!
So, I'm starting to wonder if I should make an OOC thread for this so everyone has a place to discuss what's going on and people who might want to join will have a place to ask questions.
What do you guys think?
First of all, I ride my companion Macedonia so she doesn't knock me down, and to get a good vantage point.
I find a spot in range where there's not as many allies that could be caught in the mess, get the timing just right...
and summon a human-sized hamster ball with the hatch open, as she's in mid-swing.
One guard could wind up in there and suffer severe motion sickness, all while running into everyone else.
One of the guards winds up in a human sized hamsterball, and rolls all the way into the wall where the hamster ball shatters, dropping hamster ball pieces on his head. 8000 damage.
Hmm. I think it's time to try and resolve this peacefully.
I prepare my case, and begin charging up. Part of the case preparation is making an opening statement to the guards about how we do value their lives, and our actions are basically in self defense. I implore them to rethink this battle, and prepare to follow up with more stuff shortly.
Might not be a bad idea. I say better to have and not need than need and not have, at least in this case when setting up an OOC is basically free./null
The security guards seem a little perturbed. Your group seemed a little too willing to just charge in and start opening fire...
But they seem a little less sure of themselves.
@pionoplayer, you seem to have miscalculated the number of mini-bots still on the field.
Start: 10,000 Mini-bots
+4,000 for basic replication rate gets 14,000
+2,000 from disassembling the mech gets 16,000
+2,000 from the armor-mishap gets 18,000
+6,000 from eating the guard's weapons gets 24,000
Divide by two for half of them getting wrecked results in a final mini-bot population of 12,000.
Anyway...
Entity Orders:
Mini bots: Continue disarming the guards, but this time start with the weapons' triggers, and only eat the rest after all those weapons have been disabled.
General Action: Continue disassembling the mech-wreckage to make more mini-bots. I should hopefully be able to get more built now that I don't have to worry about the pilot taking time to brutally murder.
Charges
Humongous Mecha (6/10)
Dark RitualTM (9/10)
+1 @EternalStruggle
You scavenge for parts and rebuild another 2000 replicator mini-bots. Nope, it seems that the number you're rebuilding is entirely static, unless you pull off a particularly creative action. Oh well, them's the breaks.
[PG]
I speak to the GM "Is it really that much of a problem for someone to join PG?. I will switch if it would cause to many complications in the long run."
5/10 A little welcome gift for someone.
5/10 A small little pawn. +1 from JOE
+1 JOE
I thought it was going to be, but with enerald joining the AG team and the others, I think I could handle a standard accompaniament of PGs (Read: 2 or 3) without much trouble.
[AG]
Entity Orders: Mini-bots, eat the guard's armor!
General Action: Build a device to automatically make more Mini-bots every turn, preferably around 3,000.
Charges
Humongous Mecha (7/10) Dark RitualTM (10/10)(FIRING!)
+1 to @EternalStruggle
Dark RitualTM: Voodoocordion
From nowhere, I pull a large piano-keyed accordion with a blood-red pentagram painted on the front. Everyone looks confused until I open up a small hatch on the instrument, and begin dumping in razor blades, pins, short lengths of barbed wire, and several other painful-looking objects. After that, they simply look even more confused.
I then quickly pull out several small ragdolls and a cage over-stuffed with pigeons; each doll is doused in the lifeblood of one of the birds, and I put them all in a quick circle as I chant "Val'Elzathor, God of all that destroys! I beseech you to accept this offering of blood and turn these dolls into my implements of DARKNESS!" With that, a deep-throated cackling can be heard emanating from the fabric of reality itself as the blood disappears and the dolls acquire a malignant aura.
The confusion from all present quickly turns into worry as I stuff the darkness-imbued dolls into the accordion, which they had just seen me fill with various implements of torture. With that, I heft the accordion, make sure the pentagram is pointed at the security guards, and begin to play. The results sound more like a cat being tortured to death than anything that could be called music, but the sound wasn't the point of playing this instrument. No, the point was the agonizing torment the guards were now enduring, as the tortures being inflicted on the dolls transferred themselves to my hapless victims.
The hapless men felt their bodies alternatively stretch like they were on a rack, and be crushed like they were in a hydraulic press, and the gouges rent into the dolls' forms by the various sharp objects inside the accordion manifested themselves on the guards as deep lacerations. Val'Elzathor's blessing ensured the dolls would repair themselves from whatever tortures were inflicted on them, but the same could not be said for the victims of my new [Artifact], which I decided to call the Voodoocordion.
You build a device that will construct more minibots every round, and then arctic archiver's ankylosaurus accidentally smashes it. I KNEW something bad was going to happen.
You also summon the voodoocordion! This will greatly boost your attack power against the security guards, but it has no durability as it will be discarded automatically at the end of this fight due to being useless...
The making of this artifact also undoes a fair amount of the built up goodwill towards the security guards. They REALLY don't like having voodoo dolls of themselves being stuffed in an accordion.
"PERHAPS WE HAVE GOTTEN OFF ON THE WRONG FOOT. MY SAVAGES COMMENT WAS A BIT RUDE BUT I GET A BIT GRUMPY WHEN PEOPLE THREATEN ME. YOU ALL SEEM VAGUELY RATIONAL PEOPLE I MEAN YOU LOT ARE ABLE TO COMMUNICATE IN STEROTYPICAL SECURITY GUARD FASHION. NOW ALLOW ME TO INTRODUCE MYSELF. I'M KING, I OWN ROYALTY ROBOTICS AND TECHNOLOGY, LEADING PRODUCER OF GENERIC ROBOTIC MINIONS. WE JUST BEAT OUT EGGMAN INDUSTRIES AND ROBOTNIK WAS SUPER PISSED. IT WAS TOTALLY GREAT. BUT WHY DOES THIS MATER TO YOU? WHAT I'M SAYING IS THAT I AM A HIGHLY SUCCESSFUL AND MIGHT I ADD DEVILOUSLY HANDSOME INDVIDUAL."
King emphasizes this by pushing aside his cape around to flaunt his golden power armor.
"HERE IS MY OFFER, INSTEAD OF YOU GUYS DYING A PAINFUL AND UNNEEDED DEATH YOU DO SOMETHING ELSE, YOU GUYS WORK FOR INSTEAD ME. I KEEP SECURITY GUARDS INTERCHANGIBLE WITH MY GUARDIAN AUTOMATONS TO KEEP THINGS FRESH AND YOU ALL SEEM LIKE PEOPLE WHO THEY UNDERSTAND A GOOD IDEA WHEN THEY HEAR ONE. I'M GIVING YOU A JOB AND YOU ALL DON'T HAVE TO DIE. HERE JUST TO SHOW NO HARD FEELINGS BETWEEN US."
King reaches into a larger pocket into his cape and produces a stocking that's filled to the brim with coal. A little note is on top reading
"To Wilhelm
from Krampus"
King brushes the note aside to grab a piece of coal from the top of the stocking, he then puts his hands together and presses the lump. King holds it for a moment or two then uncups his palms to look at his handywork, an uncut diamond lies within King's palm. He nods and goes back to work on the diamond. He produces a tool, no doubt from one of his pockets, it is similar to a miniature hacksaw with one key difference, the blade portion is a laser beam. King holds the diamond up right and begins cutting at it. He shaves away the outer layer, peeling the unclear exterior away leaving a slightly rough but recognizable diamond in its wake. King fiddles with the tool and begins to polish it into a smooth diamond easily ready for sale to fetch a substantial sum. King repeats this process for each guard and not seeming to make a dent in his stocking full of coal.
King nods his head happy with his work,
"I CAN ALSO PAY YOU LOT IN NORMAL CASH IF THAT MAKES YOU FEEL ANY BETTER AS DIAMONDS ARE USUALLY HARD TO BE ACCEPTED AS COMMON CURRENCY. FEEL FREE TO TAKE YOUR TIME FELLAS, I WON'T ATTACK YOU LOT, HOWEVER I SUGGEST YOU MAKE UP YOUR MIND SOON BECAUSE THE GUYS AROUND HERE SEEM A LITTLE BIT AGGRESIVE TO YOU LOT."
And all the goodwill is quickly restored. The security guards already get pretty darn good paychecks, plus benefits (Can't forget the dental), but at the same time... maybe it's better to switch employers than get brutally murdered. Rule number 1 is surviving to collect the paycheck after all...
It is time. Time to make my argument. It is simple enough, and bolstered by my power I make a speech that rings loud and clear to each and every remaining guard, apart from the ones carrying off JOEbob, about the worth of their life, the sadness of conflict, and how it may be resolved, building upon my previous words. I give a reassuring speech about how their lives will be spared if they flee, as we will not pursue retreating guards, I bolster my argument with statistics about how the fight is clearly hopeless, since they've taken 20% casualties already, I point out how really this was all just a misunderstanding and they should really get out because they're in deep enough shit anyway.
I argue about the sanctity of life and how they should preserve their own. They can barely slow us, what good do they do by facing off against us here in a random courtyard? None, I say! They should leave, live their lives in more peace than this. Things do not have to end here in this way for them. They could do more, get away, not suffer in a pointless struggle.
All they have to do is leave us be. They can even report us to whatever reigning authority is here if they have to, there isn't even any shame in making a tactical withdrawal when one is outclassed and I'm certain if there is a leader they understand that fully. But there is no reason to keep fighting here and now.
So once again I ask, I plead of the guards, lay down their arms and walk away. Surely this peace is best for all of us?
This is all phrased in the most convincing way possible and in the most convincing tone possible by a hypertech speech analysis and refinement program I ran on a computer in a pocket dimension with my Charge just now.
Also I humbly request Power Armor be renamed to Krork Behemoth. Because both my summons are wearing power armor was my point, and just calling it power armor is... understating it a little. No big deal though.
Krork Behemoth now properly named.
You make a very convincing argument. Two of the security guards nod and decide that they'll head off to go try and get reinforcements instead of getting slaughtered. The rest of the security guards are also looking like they're seriously reconsidering their present position.
@I just write:
You're a little confused. You started at 4000, then got 6000 the first round from the combined effort of eating the door and regular duplication. There were 20000 when the attack hit.
The man throws a grenade the Security Guards. However, instead of exploding like a regular grenade, it encases the Security Guards in a huge wall of a metal-like foam, redirecting all of their attacks to the foam wall.
Foam Wall [N] HP: 10,000/10,000
Attacks:
None
Passives:
Walled Off: Takes all damage directed towards the security guards, but redirects all of the Security Guards' attacks to it.
You throw up the foam wall, making a temporary barrier in between the two parties. This will probably have almost no effect given the current onslaught against the security guards.
The balloon dog floats over to the foam wall and explodes violently, almost knocking it down instantly. 8000 damage.
Well, it was ALMOST useful, that's gotta count for something.
I quickly send the wrecks of the heavy duty work mechs back to a lab, that I totally had the entire time, for analysis and possibly getting them on our side
You send the work mechs back to your lab. You can now use this post later on to try and call for backup, a deus ex machina, or a similar call for help. All you need to do is link to this post (yours) when you try and call it up again.
Remember, the longer you wait the more likely to have a serious effect it is. Callbacks are powerful.
8/10 What I Need (+2 from mah doods)
6/10 What I Want
+1 to hell (Tag me if you +1 me.)
Redstone becomes a Scout and runs around a Security Guard. I'm runnin' circles around ya!
I'm runnin' circles around ya!
I'm runnin' circles around ya!
The Security Guard becomes pissed and attempts to shoot Redstone in the face, but Redstone takes advantage of the Scout's speed to turn the gun around. This obviously results in the Security Guard shooting himself.
[PG?]
I decide to follow JOE, as he is being taken captive, using the fact I am just a completely normal mirror to sneak past them. Nope, nothing strange about me here, just a normal mirror, with a clock on it. No living creatures here, just an inanimate mirror.
6/10 A little welcome gift for someone.
6/10 A small little pawn.
+1 JOE
Well, apparently, my Divination charge was amazingly underwhelming. *disappointment*
As the security guards start to reload their weapons, the young man's temporary clairvoyance starts to fade. At the last moment, he has a flash of insight. He is now aware of his status as a descended, his powers, and what he can do flood into his mind.
Ah, apologies, I missed your expenditure of the charge somehow. You get a free takedown on one of the security guards as compensation.
You do that, you are now aware of your true nature.
Welcome to being one of the protagonists.
Could have sworm there were supposed to be 24,000 when the attack hit.
EDIT: Accepted another +1 from @EternalStruggle bumping Humongous Mecha to 10/10. Will fire next turn.
Titanfall: 7/10 (+1 gutza1 and redstonelad)
Heavy autoturret: 5/10
I quickly pull out an arc thrower, that I totally had the whole time, before stunning a security guard and sending them to the lab, for interrogation and finding out what the armour is made out of
King remembers about the Replicators eating his makeshift armor.
"IF THIS TURNS INTO A GREY GOO SCENARIO I'M GOING TO DOPESLAP THE GUY IN CHARGE OF THESE THINGS. WHATEVER YOUR NAME IS (@I just write), DID YOU INSTALL A FAILSAFE ONTO THESE GUYS?"
King decides to then look around at the area for more detail about the environment and where they are.
You are in a side courtyard of what seems to be a very large castle. Remnants of ancient battles lay scattered about, mechanical parts, armor, weapons. The grass has grown up around all of it, and there are even a few trees, although some of them have been felled recently. The whole thing would be very peaceful if it weren't for the fact that you can hear the sounds of stones crashing to the ground and heavy machinery coming from somewhere else in the castle.
3/10 preservent
4/5 rawenergy +1 mrmirrorman
+1 to amirroredclock
I hang back from the probable clash between the swordsmαn and guards, and gather the energy that scattered from my body as i was being dragged. I proceed to focus it through the monocle, carving several glyphs into the surrounding cave, and activate them, speeding time up for me [that is, i have more time per everyone elses second]. I proceed to investigate everything nearby. i don't have any details so i can't specify, but i continue to look in every crack, under every stone, check for energy signatures, look for holes, inspect the machines. as my time warp winds down, I finish the boosted search.
You expend a use of the monocle, and speed around the clearing. There are a lot of cracks, and a lot of stones, most of which hold nothing in them but bugs. There are a handful of energy signatures coming from the security guards, and a few faint ones from some of the mechanical pieces lying on the ground, but nothing notable, they turn out to be basic power cores that have long since expended too much of their power to be useful. There is a small hole in the ground that turns out to be an old rabbit burrow. You inspect the machines, and find... not a lot. There's various things, including pieecs of battle droids from the Star Wars universe, you even find a couple of half-shattered Terminator skulls, but nothing turns up anything useful.
All in all you find nothing usable, but you have discovered that whatever this place was, it attracted a large number of different factions, all of whom seemed to be here for different reasons, but something had to have drawn them here...
Jeb's Junkyard: 10/10 Complete!
Vehicle of the Motherland: 5/5 Complete!
+1 to @helldivercommand
Jeb's Junkyard: Expending...
The boy pulls out his laptop again, and presses a button on the screen. Suddenly, a portal appears on the ground, and a kerbal steps out. He begins building up a giant tracked land vehicle that appears to be a mobile junkyard and factory. The kerbal adds finishing touches, and puts up a large ramshackle sign made from corrugated metal, reading "Jeb's Junkyard."
Mechanics:
Jeb's Junkyard has a pool of scrap that is used to construct vehicles used for attacks. Some vehicles are one-shot missiles that serve as attacks, while other vehicles are spawned as entities in their own right. A vehicle that requires more scrap also takes more turns to construct. A vehicle can finish construction and be used in the same turn, or can be placed in storage. Scrap can be refilled manually by players or automatically by future upgrades to Jeb's Junkyard. Finally, Jeb's Junkyard has a "Research Bar" that fills up with the amount of damage inflicted on enemies, unmodified by bonuses. Once the research bar is filled, Jeb's Junkyard will undergo a technological upgrade, allowing access to more powerful vehicles, increasing the amount of vehicles that can be produced at once, and expanding the scrap pool.
Jeb's Junkyard:
HP: ???
Scrap: 500/500
Research: 0/100,000
Only one vehicle can be produced at a time.
Sounding Rocket:
Construction Time: 1 turn (can be constructed and fired during the same turn as an attack)
One-use
Deals a low amount of damage.
Primitive Jet Fighter:
Construction Time: 2 turns
Spawns an entity
Has a low-damage attack.
Bluestone Missile:
Construction Time: 5 turns
One-use
Inflicts a medium amount of splash damage on multiple enemy entities
Empty
Vehicle of the Motherland: Expending...
Suddenly, from the hole in the wall a large tank emblazoned with Russian symbols bursts out, playing the Russian national anthem. The hatch opens, and Vladimir Putin himself exits, walking to a safe part of the battlefield (he is not part of the entity). He presses a button, and the tank activates its autonomous combat AI.
Putintank summoned!
New charge:
Glorious Fortress: 2/10 (+1 from DCCV)
I would appreciate it if you'd keep the vehicle descriptions on hand (outside of your posts) and drop the description of a vehicle whenever you built it. Also tell me how much scrap is used in the construction of vehicles when they're being constructed.
Putintank also summoned!
The young man decides to revive the fallen guards, in order to sweeten the deal of a ceasefire. That way, the guards, who were only doing their jobs, get to leave this conflict with their lives intact. This is also immensely preferable to being either bombed by the young man's ship from above, or a psychic assault.
You revive one of the guards, who immediately takes off at a sprint. This DOES sweeten the pot. Perhaps the security guards can be spared if they take little enough damage next round?
Well, something's ready for deployment. Namely, a weapon production facility.
HP: 20,000/20,000
Abilities:
Summon Micromech: An attack, dealing 1k damage to 1 target with a mini-nuclear (see also: Fallout) suicide mech.
Summon Actual Combat Mech: Summons an Atomech, with 10k HP and 500 ATK. Takes 5 turns.
(Eventual) Self-Replication: Summons one-fifth of another Atomic Factory, or adds on to an existing partial Atomic Factory. Takes 10 turns.
All or Nothing (Passive): Only functions when completed.
As for an attack, I guess I could pick up a rock and throw it at one of the guards. Might as well save some of my other powers for when they actually become relevant.
+1 Redstone
1/10 (Don't) Crash and Burn
4/10 Something else (+1 Redstone, if I have that right)
A set of four parallel lines tear through space, followed by a fifth,out of alignment tear shortly after. A large, quadrupedal hooded figure forces itself out of the strange, hovering gaps, and growls softly... One may wonder why a being around nine feet tall at the shoulder and walking on four legs would bother wearing a body-obscuring cloak, but it remains the situation regardless. "So this is where the wanna-be god is, right?" The creature sounds much less intimidating when it's using mundane words to communicate. "I've been looking for a while now, and this place was pretty inconvenient to get to, so they better be within walking distance." The creature then finishes stepping out of its portal, and dusts off the mostly-white cloak that continues to hide the details of whatever it is. "There's something I need to ask them."
The wounded security guard falls into the middle of your fire when they trip on a rock, causing them to take all of the damage. 6000 damage.
#EnscribedInStone
EoTB:
The microbots consume the weapons of the security guards, dampening their attack power and creating 4000 more of themselves. All of the other entities haven't been given orders, and seeing that apparently we might be sparing the security guards, don't open fire.
The Security guards look very vulnerable against your instant army (Just add charges!) and halfheartedly open fire on the minibot swarm. The Swordsman jumps forward with a bounding leap and carves through the minibots. He flails about for a few minutes, but at the end of it he's somehow cut all of the remaining minibots out of the air. Oh well, so much for those taking over the world.
Meanwhile, the security guards that have captured JOEbob pull him into a side corridor, past a group of robots that seem to be doing a bit of scavenging, picking up parts of the machines on the ground and hovering away to go deposit them somewhere else. "Don't worry, we'l be there soon, then we can properly interrogate you."
"Cherri I think that mirror is following us."
"Oh be quiet."
Everything ticks up.
Itinerary:
Make your introductory post.
Make your way forwards.
Introduce yourself to the others, if you so desire
Enerald tells both of his entities to attack JOE's swordsman, before doing the same.
He takes the lamp off the scabbard on his back and holds it in his left hand for a second, testing it's weight. First time he's actually using it in this universe. Seems normal enough. He runs over to the swordsman and whacks him with the lamp. But wait! The swordsman was ready for him, and parries the lamp perfectly. Emerald jumps back, and the lamp clicks on. He holds the lamp above his head and begins spinning it horizontally, which lifts him off the ground No it doesn't, that would be stupid. Instead, it just seems to get brighter, until eventually he transfers the horizontal spin to a vertical spin at his side, which sends a bright line of energy heading towards the swordsman, presumably hitting him. Try blocking lasers with swords. Go ahead, I dare you.
Now we're getting somewhere! I thank the guards for their cooperation in this matter, and reassure them that they've made the right call by hearing us out, and that this turn will prove that we can coexist.
As another good faith gesture, I put a collective energy barrier around them that will last this round and protect them from one hit, as long as it doesn't have a charge backing it.
I appreciate my newly renamed and more powerful units, and also their willingness to not smack about the Guards. They probably wouldn't appreciate taking 12k damage. They are told to keep not hitting the guards.
Mantis Assault Bot: 3/5.
Death From Afar: 1/10.
+1 @I just write. Please take this offering and don't antagonize the guards further, okay, tech friend? Well, you just used a bit of voodoo magic, but still.
4/10 preservent
6/6 rawenergy +1 existancesuccess USING!
a crackling orb of energy appears above the swordsmαn (its with the α, not with an a) and explodes. when the spots in everyones vision are gone, the sworδsman stands before them [upgraded swordsmαn], with +16,000 HP [which would normally cost 3.1 charges] and a new special: 1/2 swΩrδstΩΓm (swordstorm), which does his basic attack twice with -25% attack.
NEW: 1/10 Fred!
+1 to amirroredclock
I say to the guards "oh, your taking me for interrogation?"
"no need, I'll tell you anything you want regardless. lets see..." "so, the last thing i recall before coming here is somesimulation where i was about to summon a tree."
"then all of a sudden i was in the entrance room. "
"in the simulation, I was on the side of the godmodder." "when i figured out this was the godmodders place, I decided to join him." "like before, but for real, you know?" "i didn't plan anything, so i couldn't message ahead." "so far, I've sent one reinforcement to your friends back in the courtyard." "I've done a lot of other stuff before, but none of its relevant." [if they restrict descendant powers [doubt]: "mind letting me go for a second? thanks."]
"also, that mirror does seem to be following us yes, but its been feeding power into me and announced its allegiance to the godmodder a while ago so its probably fine." "it gives off the same aura as an ally in that simulation, though thats hardly evidence." "/shrug." "say... can you check the entity list, or is that something you are unable to do?" "if you can, you'll be able to see the PS tag next to my name." I proceed to cast an EXP leach spell on myself, leaching all the roleplaying EXP i just got [ i think thats a thing in DND] to power it, sending a massive blast of cyan fire down the corridor. the sworδsmαn, ready, leaps into the blasts path and reflects it into the target of his normal action, the perfectly generic entity.
entity order(s): scouter 1 read book more. scouter 2 keeps looking around. sworδsmαn attacks PGE unless his instincts say no.
King chuckles at the idea of him having inferior benefits,
"I'LL EQUAL YOUR PAY OR IF MY PAY IS MORE, I'LL PAY YOU THAT. WHY QUIBBLE ABOUT BENEFITS WHEN I CAN REPLICATE THEM AT THE LEAST OR PROVIDE EVEN MORE AT BEST. I CAN OFFER YOU GUYS EVEN MORE. I CAN GIVE YOU ALL THE ADDITIONAL OPTION OF ENHANCING YOURSELF WITH CYBERNETICS. WHILE THAT THIS IS OPTIONAL, IT WILL GIVE YOU THE NEEDED ADVANTAGE OF BEING ABLE TO SURVIVE GUYS LIKE THESE INSTEAD OF EXPLODING INTO BLOODY GIBLETS IF THEY SO MUCH AS BREATH IN THE NEAR VICINITY AS YOU WHICH SEEMS DISTURBINGLY COMMON FOR YOU LOT. AS FOR MY HEALTH BENEFITS..."
King pulls out a tube of something which looks like a tube of lotion. King squirts a little of the tubes contents into the most damaged security guard's wounds. The bluish cream begins to slowly mend the damaged tissues, resetting the bones and sealing them, braiding the muscles back together with the skill of an expert weaver, and finally covering it in skin once again. It looks like the wound never even happened.
"SORRY, I, LEGALLY, AM OBLIGATED TO ADVERTISE ROYAL BRAND PRODUCTS AS THEIR CEO AND SPOKESMAN. BUT YEAH, WHY EVEN BOTHER WITH HAVING NORMAL DOCTORS WHEN YOU CAN USE NANOBOTS? SO YEAH, I SINGLE HANDEDLY TURNED THE MEDICAL FIELD INTO A JOKE, WHICH HAS CAUSED QUITE A FEW DOCTORS TO HATE ME. THAT'S WHY I HAVE YOU GUYS TO PROTECT MY INTERESTS AND ASSETS FROM THE RAMBLEROUSING MOBS, VARIOUS SUPERHEROS, AND TRAINED PHYSICAINS DESIRING VENGENCE UPON ME FOR PUTTING THEM OUT OF BUSINESS. WITH ALL THE PREVIOUS STUFF IN MIND IT'S DECENT WORK AND THE TURNOVER RATE IS QUITE LOW AS LONG AS YOU USE THE GEAR I PROVIDE PROPERLY, ALLOW THE AUTOMATON TO DO THEIR JOBS PROPERLY, AND NOT ACCEPT CANDY FROM STRANGERS."
King says that last one with a understanding mockery of himself.
"I UNDERSTAND I SOUND LIKE YOUR MOTHER BUT THIS IS PART OF THE JOB OFFER, YOU SHOULD UNDERSTAND THE BASIC STUFF OF THE JOB. I MEAN YOU GUYS ARE FACING FAR WORSE THAN I DO RIGHT NOW SO IT PROBABLY DOESN'T MATTER IN THE SLIGHTEST TO YOU."
King extends his hand offering to shake each and every last security guard's hand that joins him.
Teleporter 6/10 (+1 from @DCCCV)
General Action
Now that the Voodoocordion has been successfully test-fired, I remover the current batch of dolls representing the guards, and replace them with a single doll representing a very specific individual; namely, the Godmodder. With the target of my dark magic altered, I began to play the instrument of pain, the injuries appearing on the doll manifesting themselves on the Godmodder's body. (NOTE: Despite how this post is organized, this action takes place after I fire my Humongous Mecha charge.)
As long as I had this accordion, I was vulnerable. However, I would be significantly less so if I were fighting from the inside of a giant war machine. In this case, a giant robot around 50 meters tall wove itself into existence around me, bearing machine gun sponsons to deal with infantry, a massive plasma cannon in each arm for long-range combat, and a set of grappling chainclaws in each hand for melee combat. The mech's systems enabled it to fight autonomously while I continued to play the Voodoocordion from the armored command pod buried deep inside the mech, though the manual controls would allow me to override the mech's AI if needed.
Personally though, I viewed the mech's decision to fire a full-power plasma shot at the swordsman who had just destroyed my entire swarm of mini-bots eminently reasonable.
Hello there! I'm moniker! I'm sure you all know me! I'm Moniker!
I'm sure all the security guards are shocked to see ANOTHER person enter the fray. But the truth is, I don't want to fight them. I'll let the others continue their efforts to spare them. Because I have another goal. The idea of having more minibots than there are people on Earth greatly appeals to me. And everyone needs a dream to shoot for, particularly in a world as crazy as DTG. So, I will become the minibot's patron, helping minibots minibot! Now, how many do we have... *checks entity list*...
THEY'RE ALL DEAD ALREADY? Well, forget it! I'll make new minibots! BETTER! FASTER! STRONGER! Hungrier.
For now, I bide my time, and take my brutal revenge by eating the swordsman's sword. And his arm with it.
I reassure the guards that the current fight between us and the Swordsman is an entirely internal dispute, and nothing to be concerned about. After all, we've kept our word and left them unharmed. At least as of this point in time.
Mantis Assault Bot: 5/5.
Death From Afar: 2/10.
Ah, with my previous 3 charges, Just's charge and my new charge, that's the Mantis out of the oven. Or NanoForge as the case may be.
A tank sized four legged machine with dual Pulse Lasers, it is a force to be reckoned with. Doing 5000 damage with its twin weapons, it can choose to heal itself or an ally for 4000 health instead should the need arise with a stripped down NanoLathe suite, and is set to do so this turn should an AG entity become damaged instead of shooting at anything. However, the cost for this ability is 10% less maximum health, so the Mantis only has 27000 HP total.
[PG]
As I follow behind JOE and the guards, I begin to examine the guards, looking for weak points, seeing what they have, and exactly what this place is.
8/10 A little welcome gift for someone. +1 from Joe
7/10 A small little pawn.
+1 JOE
8/10 preservent +1 mrmirrorman +1 mrmirrorman +1 randomusername
2/10 Fred!
+1 to amirroredclock
I say to the mirror with psychic mind powers "the guards are PS, piono just didn't update their tag", then say "hey, could you help sworδsmαn not die, if your free? thanks."
a blue vapor copy of me appears on the main field and starts healing sworδsmαn with magic blue light until the sworδsmαn is ok as he can manage.
King looks at the weapons and armor lying about, he always could expand his of bits and baubles collection. Just recently he acquired a hollow Dalek shell and a sword owned by a black pharaoh. He also gazes upon the mechanical parts seeking to find inspiration for future ideas for robots amongst the wreckage.
Teleporter 7/10
Glorious Fortress: 3/10
Soviet Bombardment: 1/10
+1 to @I just write
Jeb's Junkyard will construct a Sounding Rocket (expending 100 scrap) and store it for later use. Putin offers a bribe of 100 million rubles to the Guards for the purposes of negotiations. The Gopniks, seeing his example, reluctantly stop attacking the Guards and will instead attack the Swordsman.
Sounding Rocket:
Construction Time: 1 turn (can be constructed and fired during the same turn as an attack)
One-use
Deals a low amount of damage.
