27/50 I don't like the look of those attack ships, let's overdo it so the Curse of Repetition gets disgusted.
That's no moon, it's a space sta- Yes it's a moon, nevermind. The moon is made of electromatter cheese. Badass grandma cheese compoundals, which are like elementals but not of an element! Wryyyyyyyyy. Actually, the compoundals undisguise themselves, revealing...more disguises! The disguises undisguise themselves, revealing convincing images (scanner presences included) of the attack ships! Void shuffles like one of those coconut games, and now the attack ships are mixed with the images, and the images open fire...live fire, that inflicts damage! Instead of a shuffle, it's mixed like a blender this time, which unshuffles with one of those confusing movie transitions so nobody knows who's where! The attack ships will have to shoot in order to get rid of the images, and now nobody knows who's who, they'll probably end up hitting each other!
Confuse the Attack Ships into attacking each other with these fragile duplicates.
16/50 +3
FREE: Before anything else, I send a paper airplane through the void to the iron prince wait i'm at the iron prince battle now anyway? huh. I send a paper airplane at the projection of him or whatnot. "you may have definitely noticed we're super un-coordinated"
"The reason for this is simple: We experience reality a bit differently from you."
"To summarize, unless we consider a possibility 1 round (set of entity action occurrences) in advance, we can't react to it occuring until the end of the round, barring it making prior plans meaningless ."
"Like, some people told their entities to attack your ships, right. and then your projection shows up, but entity actions haven't happened yet, so they can't react until after the dark beast and za hando have attacked you already. Then they knew it was your fleet, but it wasn't a live projection yet, so the attempt to impersonate you couldn't take into account the presence of you. and then they didn't know you wanted to talk, so attacks again occured."
"I mean, we're also regular-uncoordinated, but a lot of the time it's this kind that causes problems first."
"Also, a different question. I suspect my AMALGAMATION- the weird human with glowing veins- has a special uniquely suited to fending off the weird number creatures. However, basic tactics say it would be a waste to use said ability when you'd destroy them anyway."
"I guess what I'm saying is... would you be willing to pay me to stop it? don't really care what, as long as it Could be useful."
FREE:
I send the Godmodder a paper airplane too. "Huh, the stave had a plant elemental inside it? that's interesting. And has many potential implications..."
"Including a possible method of creating an oblivion elemental! would you be willing to help me in a quest to recreate the mythical beings?" "I think a similar recipe to that which created the lesser stave, but with a greater focus on oblivion, could work." "I would like to note, regardless, that not only was I unaware of the contents, but my method of creating the stave suggests the elemental didn't even exist prior- though i could easily be wrong." "so overall, the results of my actions are Probably the existence, and hopefully happy future life, of a plant elemental."
"...or was that supposed to be a criticism of like. nihil magna or something?"
Now then...
Facility buys the +WP/R upgrade and a clone, which it sends to bodyguard AMALGAMATION.
AMALGAMATION will use Light on the rift and its contents if I have been paid, or Metal otherwise. Metal use, if preformed, will aim at self-buffs if possible, otherwise an entity specially resistant to whatever the iron prince's ships use for combat.
Zeyron notes he already used AE last round, and is requested to refrain from further SEC use in situations where he is not at risk. he can do whatever he wants, maybe attack something, maybe not.
M.golem and drones retain previous orders.
BONUS: I check-and-don't-do ascended energy && descended energy
STANDARD: I walk over to Zeyron and pat him on the back, saying he's done very well so far. He proceeds to be healed.
If you think the pat healed him, that is false causality. What actually healed him was the infusion of focused blood energy, passing through one of the minor splinter-based cuts in my hand into him. The rejuvenating effect coincides with, but is not caused by, the praise.
I also give him some nice food. I'd almost forgotten, but he was a Templar slave until recently... well, that's in the past.
Ishmael: healing back home, I presume
Dark Beast: bite shield lock. take advantage of that bodyguarding bonus damage
Auma: Laser some attack ships
Za Hando: delete attack ships
Iron Godlem: uh
I triple spin kick a single molecule of air at an attack ship. The incredibly small spec is so sharp that it cuts straight through the spaceship, destroying a bunch of vital systems.
18/40
Astrec just sends mail to the two leaders containing the same message.
"I'm really sorry for this. Desperate times, desperate measures.
Astrec raises his Godarm, and looks at the ships.
The iron prince really is a genius. Shame he's on the other side. Oh well. Anyway, time to get to work. Astrec summons up a book, full of notes he's taken and experiments he's done. All for a project he's been working on for a while, one that he hopes will be completed when his charge is ready. But, it couldn't hurt to test it out, couldn't it? He flips through the pages, stopping on one. The page radiates Oblivion, and is covered in a unrecognizable script. In the middle of it, there's a symbol. No-one, except prehaps P5, could recognize it. Astrec looks at it. This is his project. Creating a language that can bend reality, no, represent reality. This is the first word he has managed to figure out, to encompass, in this language. And the charge will allow him to control this language, and not have it backfire. But right now? He doesn't have time to finish the charge yet. So he'll have to use it without the control. He takes a deep breath, and looks at the ships. He stretches his hand out, and speaks but a single word. "OBLIVION"
..except it's not a word. It's a sound, echoing across the field. And yet it seems to encompass the concept, the idea, the reality of Oblivion.
A sense of dread overwhelms everyone. Then, the attack ships.. well. Suddenly, everyone's vision is overwhelmed by pure black, preventing them from seeing. https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/461259441422073856/533719659959287828/giphy.gif https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/461259441422073856/533726441708191765/static.png
And then the pure black that covers everyone's eyes fades, and what they see. https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/461259441422073856/533720382423957504/Drawing3.5.gif
A huge tear of nothing, of Oblivion, has ripped into the ships, tearing into them. A rend in reality itself. And yet it isn't a rend. It's… nothing. Nothing at all. And that's what's so scary.
Astrec then falls to the ground, taking some damage ((around 4-6 damage, whatever is the best for dealing damage to the ships)), and choking. He quickly breathes in and out. Using that, saying that, felt wrong, but yet..
He looks at the ships, and the damage the word he spoke wrought. Well then, he'll definitely keep using this. He'll have to find some way to get rid of the negative effects though, he feels a bit weaker.
The oblivion should take out a good chunk of the rift, covering it over with a more holey hole. Holes are holey. Hole hole hooole. Hole.
HOLE.
Astrec teleports count disparem into a empty demiplane. Then, the Godarm appears in that plane, getting the reverse version. Then, the Godarm comes back to Astrec, along with the reversed godarm, and Discount Disparem is returned to Zeyron.
The second post this turn is used to fuel this attack.
((Astrec takes the mentioned damage and gains a weakened debuff for three turns. Nothing too bad, but it definitely has some bad effects on him))
24 Charge
I sigh, disappointed with the shield, Its nothing like the Lunar Shield... Ah well. Not really feeling the need to throw an attack at the attack ships just yet. I go ahead and tinker to create a weapon that's effective in destroying anything with the word "ship" in the name. I gather up some metal of various elements and begin testing.
33/50
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I once again take aim with Marzanna's Sights. This time, I aim for the bridge of the Attack Ship with the 272 artifact.
Onboard the ship, all is as well as can be expected in battle. This changes suddenly as an ice shard introduces itself to the brain of the commanding officer. Similar shards embed themselves in the brains of any officers and crewmembers who have line-of-sight to the bridge's main window.
All the officers promptly faceplant onto their command desks, inputting contradictory commands and generally causing internal problems.
I quickly rush to the Grand Priest, one of the more powerful creatures here, and the only one likely to have taken charge of the situation. I ask him, presuming he didn't die in the battle, as soon as I find him, "I am a traveler, may I ask what happened here?"
As I ask this I telekinetically continue to preform some alchemies.
I now combine Structurally Sound Red Matter Katana && Lightsaber
6/50
1/50 THUNDERSTRUCK Universal Shield hmm... That sounds... big. LJG takes a super glue bottle (Repair Instrument) out of his guitar case. He looks around for a good target. He finds one and throws the glue at one of the generic attack ships. It flies into one of the rockets and explodes. Glue goes everywhere, clogging up its fuel output and ignition. This causes the engine to stop working. Since this is all in the void, instead of crashing, if just floats around, entirely open to be attacked (or stolen).
17/50
BONUS: I check Godarm (captch-cammera'd) || blackguard pants.
STANDARD: I run over to the amalgamation. it needs healing! So I decide to give it a blood transfusion. specifically, I transfuse into it the (diluted) blood of the fallen indescribable thing with brown text. Maybe it won't be enough for a buff, maybe it will, but it should heal it either way.
I dilute said indescribable thingblood with normal blood, conjured from nothingness to serve a fleeting purpose.
Ishmael: healing back home, I presume
Dark Beast: bite shield lock. take advantage of that bodyguarding bonus damage
Auma: Laser some attack ships
Za Hando: delete attack ships
Iron Godlem: uh
I magically tear some iron out of an attack ship and pull it towards myself.
Knox's 5th: It is forbidden for 'shady foreigners' to be used as a JUSTIFICATION. Knox's 8th: It is forbidden for the case to be resolved with clues that are not PRESENTED. Knox's 9th: It is permitted for observers to let their own conclusions and interpretations be HEARD.
Assault the shield lock with this weaponized truth for violating the laws of free report! Yeah!
BONUS Check: Replayers' Sburb Glitch FAQ, Expanded Revised Edition || Heroic Mud of the Demonic Black Grail that Calls Forth the Dead (do not ask where I get either of these things; Our vessel is Descendant and may make what they wish). Let us infect the very perpetuation. We will hypothesize as necessary. Again and again until we possess the raw power to make it by hand. I see what you are on about. It is not good. It would be nicer of the Godmodder to drag us out there that reality need not bear the invasion you wish. I change my mind on perpetuation then. We will simply infect the very. Worse still, dangerous one!
The Universal Shield cracks from the mistakes of poor investigative storywriting for 35k damage.
Check: Replayers' Sburb Glitch FAQ, Expanded Revised Edition || Heroic Mud of the Demonic Black Grail that Calls Forth the Dead = God-Restorer 413,000. I can only assume that this revives players who did not survive The Game. Use this carefully.
0/50 THUNDERSTRUCK (Burn them all!) Yup, I finally broke him. Very satisfying. Even if it wasted 4 whole charges. Ah well. LJG notices that everyone else is here. Hey guys! The boulder is open to hide behind. No one's shooting it anyways! A sense of boredom strikes him. He was going to do something, but then the whole multiverse thing came up, and now he's here. He thinks through all of the songs he knows and tries to get some inspiration. "Ah ha!" he thinks. He takes out a grabber arm (Grabbing Instrument) and tries to grab at something in his guitar case. Finally, he gets a good grip. He yanks it out and it turns out to be a giant pipe organ (Musical Instrument). The rocker takes out some sheet music and places them just right. Suddenly, his hands break out into a flurry of notes and key presses. His first movements are fast and sudden, and then he starts and does them again. After doing this a few times, the notes become more cohesive, following a semi-specific pattern. This pattern of sudden notes and specific patterns continues on, each time varying the theme of the music played. This playing happens for a relatively long time and it would be a bit boring to say it all (and listening takes a while), but, to get to the point, he finishes Beethoven's 5th. The keys all start to glow. The pipes rustle and shake. Everything seems to grow in strange ways. The feet of the pipe organ grow and each pair combine with each other. The keys shift forward into a sort of mouth. The body of the organ shifts to make it look like a sort of head. Two thirds of the pipes extend out into arm shaped limbs. The other third extend down, making a sort of trunk. It stands up upon its feet and moans. Pipe Orcan summoned.
HP: Due to its structural stability and seemingly unaging material, it has (the correct number) HP.
Atk: Blasts 3 different entities with loud blasts of sound for (Whatever's fair) amount of damage each.
Other Stuff:
Quick Repair: The Pipe Orcan can transform back into an organ instead of attacking, making it easier to heal.
Flying Organ - Using his organ pipes, the Pipe Orcan can control his aerial movement.
27/50 I don't like the look of those attack ships, let's overdo it so the Curse of Repetition gets disgusted.
That's no moon, it's a space sta- Yes it's a moon, nevermind. The moon is made of electromatter cheese. Badass grandma cheese compoundals, which are like elementals but not of an element! Wryyyyyyyyy. Actually, the compoundals undisguise themselves, revealing...more disguises! The disguises undisguise themselves, revealing convincing images (scanner presences included) of the attack ships! Void shuffles like one of those coconut games, and now the attack ships are mixed with the images, and the images open fire...live fire, that inflicts damage! Instead of a shuffle, it's mixed like a blender this time, which unshuffles with one of those confusing movie transitions so nobody knows who's where! The attack ships will have to shoot in order to get rid of the images, and now nobody knows who's who, they'll probably end up hitting each other!
Confuse the Attack Ships into attacking each other with these fragile duplicates.
A starship will misfire this round.
Check: Strangely Aggressive Rosemary && Catgirls' Weapons Monthly (Issue 427, Wuxia and Dice) = Packet of Gun Seeds. I believe you plant these in the ground, and then they grow into firearms. How does this work? No idea, why else would I be asking these questions?
16/50 +3
FREE: Before anything else, I send a paper airplane through the void to the iron prince wait i'm at the iron prince battle now anyway? huh. I send a paper airplane at the projection of him or whatnot. "you may have definitely noticed we're super un-coordinated"
"The reason for this is simple: We experience reality a bit differently from you."
"To summarize, unless we consider a possibility 1 round (set of entity action occurrences) in advance, we can't react to it occuring until the end of the round, barring it making prior plans meaningless ."
"Like, some people told their entities to attack your ships, right. and then your projection shows up, but entity actions haven't happened yet, so they can't react until after the dark beast and za hando have attacked you already. Then they knew it was your fleet, but it wasn't a live projection yet, so the attempt to impersonate you couldn't take into account the presence of you. and then they didn't know you wanted to talk, so attacks again occured."
"I mean, we're also regular-uncoordinated, but a lot of the time it's this kind that causes problems first."
"Also, a different question. I suspect my AMALGAMATION- the weird human with glowing veins- has a special uniquely suited to fending off the weird number creatures. However, basic tactics say it would be a waste to use said ability when you'd destroy them anyway."
"I guess what I'm saying is... would you be willing to pay me to stop it? don't really care what, as long as it Could be useful."
FREE:
I send the Godmodder a paper airplane too. "Huh, the stave had a plant elemental inside it? that's interesting. And has many potential implications..."
"Including a possible method of creating an oblivion elemental! would you be willing to help me in a quest to recreate the mythical beings?" "I think a similar recipe to that which created the lesser stave, but with a greater focus on oblivion, could work."
"I would like to note, regardless, that not only was I unaware of the contents, but my method of creating the stave suggests the elemental didn't even exist prior- though i could easily be wrong."
"so overall, the results of my actions are Probably the existence, and hopefully happy future life, of a plant elemental."
"...or was that supposed to be a criticism of like. nihil magna or something?"
Now then...
Facility buys the +WP/R upgrade and a clone, which it sends to bodyguard AMALGAMATION.
AMALGAMATION will use Light on the rift and its contents if I have been paid, or Metal otherwise. Metal use, if preformed, will aim at self-buffs if possible, otherwise an entity specially resistant to whatever the iron prince's ships use for combat.
Zeyron notes he already used AE last round, and is requested to refrain from further SEC use in situations where he is not at risk. he can do whatever he wants, maybe attack something, maybe not.
M.golem and drones retain previous orders.
BONUS: I check-and-don't-do ascended energy && descended energy
STANDARD: I walk over to Zeyron and pat him on the back, saying he's done very well so far. He proceeds to be healed.
If you think the pat healed him, that is false causality. What actually healed him was the infusion of focused blood energy, passing through one of the minor splinter-based cuts in my hand into him. The rejuvenating effect coincides with, but is not caused by, the praise.
I also give him some nice food. I'd almost forgotten, but he was a Templar slave until recently... well, that's in the past.
The mask of the Iron Prince's projection scans your message, and he nods. "Oh, I understand this completely. But let's not disregard the fact that I'm still watching you attack my forces, now that you know this is a live projection. And no, I wouldn't be interested in paying you or your abomination to deal with the rift. I know my own abilities, and this is beyond my power. Your move."
The Godmodder's response is a simple, "I don't believe you."
Facility upgrades successful, Entities upgraded.
Ascended Energy && Descended Energy = Pumpkin. What pumpkin?
You heal up Zeyron for 35k Hp! He eats the meal greedily.
Ishmael: healing back home, I presume
Dark Beast: bite shield lock. take advantage of that bodyguarding bonus damage
Auma: Laser some attack ships
Za Hando: delete attack ships
Iron Godlem: uh
I triple spin kick a single molecule of air at an attack ship. The incredibly small spec is so sharp that it cuts straight through the spaceship, destroying a bunch of vital systems.
Invisibility Cloak && Body Armour || Potion of Lead Skin || Shadowscythe = The Shadowskin. A sleek, form-fitting, pitch black skintight suit interlaced with Tron Lines. It possesses vibrational abilities, allowing waves of light to phase through you, effectively making you invisible. These vibrations also deflect most weapons from even hitting you.
The Shadowscythe restores 9 of your abstraction hit-points!
18/40
Astrec just sends mail to the two leaders containing the same message.
"I'm really sorry for this. Desperate times, desperate measures.
Astrec raises his Godarm, and looks at the ships.
The iron prince really is a genius. Shame he's on the other side. Oh well. Anyway, time to get to work. Astrec summons up a book, full of notes he's taken and experiments he's done. All for a project he's been working on for a while, one that he hopes will be completed when his charge is ready. But, it couldn't hurt to test it out, couldn't it? He flips through the pages, stopping on one. The page radiates Oblivion, and is covered in a unrecognizable script. In the middle of it, there's a symbol. No-one, except prehaps P5, could recognize it. Astrec looks at it. This is his project. Creating a language that can bend reality, no, represent reality. This is the first word he has managed to figure out, to encompass, in this language. And the charge will allow him to control this language, and not have it backfire. But right now? He doesn't have time to finish the charge yet. So he'll have to use it without the control. He takes a deep breath, and looks at the ships. He stretches his hand out, and speaks but a single word. "OBLIVION"
..except it's not a word. It's a sound, echoing across the field. And yet it seems to encompass the concept, the idea, the reality of Oblivion.
A sense of dread overwhelms everyone. Then, the attack ships.. well. Suddenly, everyone's vision is overwhelmed by pure black, preventing them from seeing. https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/461259441422073856/533719659959287828/giphy.gif https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/461259441422073856/533726441708191765/static.png
And then the pure black that covers everyone's eyes fades, and what they see. https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/461259441422073856/533720382423957504/Drawing3.5.gif
A huge tear of nothing, of Oblivion, has ripped into the ships, tearing into them. A rend in reality itself. And yet it isn't a rend. It's… nothing. Nothing at all. And that's what's so scary.
Astrec then falls to the ground, taking some damage ((around 4-6 damage, whatever is the best for dealing damage to the ships)), and choking. He quickly breathes in and out. Using that, saying that, felt wrong, but yet..
He looks at the ships, and the damage the word he spoke wrought. Well then, he'll definitely keep using this. He'll have to find some way to get rid of the negative effects though, he feels a bit weaker.
The oblivion should take out a good chunk of the rift, covering it over with a more holey hole. Holes are holey. Hole hole hooole. Hole.
HOLE.
Astrec teleports count disparem into a empty demiplane. Then, the Godarm appears in that plane, getting the reverse version. Then, the Godarm comes back to Astrec, along with the reversed godarm, and Discount Disparem is returned to Zeyron.
The second post this turn is used to fuel this attack.
((Astrec takes the mentioned damage and gains a weakened debuff for three turns. Nothing too bad, but it definitely has some bad effects on him))
Boosted by the Godarm, your attack deals 15k damage to every attack ship on the field. As this power washes over the tear, it grows. "I'm only going to say this once. What. The. Literal. gorilla. There is no way I am letting you enter this world now. Not without a fight."
For the only time in my life. I'm inclined to agree with whoever this man is. You just opened a hole in reality next to a universe.
You teleport Count Disparem into a Demiplane which you created, and he uses his distortion powers to create the mirrorworld counterpart to the Godarm: a white, six-fingered gauntlet, with a square stigmata on it's palm. You then somehow return Discount Disparem to Zeyron, leaving Count Disparem in the demiplane. He's going to remember that.
24 Charge
I sigh, disappointed with the shield, Its nothing like the Lunar Shield... Ah well. Not really feeling the need to throw an attack at the attack ships just yet. I go ahead and tinker to create a weapon that's effective in destroying anything with the word "ship" in the name. I gather up some metal of various elements and begin testing.
33/50
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I once again take aim with Marzanna's Sights. This time, I aim for the bridge of the Attack Ship with the 272 artifact.
Onboard the ship, all is as well as can be expected in battle. This changes suddenly as an ice shard introduces itself to the brain of the commanding officer. Similar shards embed themselves in the brains of any officers and crewmembers who have line-of-sight to the bridge's main window.
All the officers promptly faceplant onto their command desks, inputting contradictory commands and generally causing internal problems.
I quickly rush to the Grand Priest, one of the more powerful creatures here, and the only one likely to have taken charge of the situation. I ask him, presuming he didn't die in the battle, as soon as I find him, "I am a traveler, may I ask what happened here?"
As I ask this I telekinetically continue to preform some alchemies.
I now combine Structurally Sound Red Matter Katana && Lightsaber
6/50
A man in a ship arrived. His name was Alcaeus, and he was looking for an equal match to his power. That wasn't us."
Structurally Sound Red Matter Katana && Lightsaber = Hypersaber. A handle which generates a rod of superdense plasma contained within via a magnetic bottle of sorts. Anything which disrupts this field will be absorbed into the blade via the intense gravitational fields kept within. How does this work? Well, a magnetism is a stronger force than gravity, considering a lodestone doesn't slide downwards under the force of worlds.
1/50 THUNDERSTRUCK Universal Shield hmm... That sounds... big. LJG takes a super glue bottle (Repair Instrument) out of his guitar case. He looks around for a good target. He finds one and throws the glue at one of the generic attack ships. It flies into one of the rockets and explodes. Glue goes everywhere, clogging up its fuel output and ignition. This causes the engine to stop working. Since this is all in the void, instead of crashing, if just floats around, entirely open to be attacked (or stolen).
17/50
BONUS: I check Godarm (captch-cammera'd) || blackguard pants.
STANDARD: I run over to the amalgamation. it needs healing! So I decide to give it a blood transfusion. specifically, I transfuse into it the (diluted) blood of the fallen indescribable thing with brown text. Maybe it won't be enough for a buff, maybe it will, but it should heal it either way.
I dilute said indescribable thingblood with normal blood, conjured from nothingness to serve a fleeting purpose.
You transfuse the fluids of the indescribable thing, a thick, black sludge into the Amalgamation. I think it's healed him, but it's also hidden his healthbar. Logi takes mechaEnthusiast into the depths of Muspelhiem. Across the firescape, you can see Fire Giants training for war. Most of their equipment seems heavily used. Old.
Back at the main field, the Iron Prince speaks. "I'd say that I've given fair warning as to what is about to happen next. You've brought this on yourselves."
The projection dissipates, and the Attack Ships unleash a fusillade of Hard-Light Energy Beams upon the AG Forces. The Dark Beast , Za Hando, a Drone Mk1, and Winkins' Motorhog explode, which also deals 10 damage to Winkins himself. One Attack Ship misfires for 20k damage to another.
The Rod, liberated from Za Hando, spins about in the void. P5 teleports in. There can only be one reason he's here.
+5 PG Morale
-7 AG Morale
The Hole in Reality expands. This time, a quartet of spindly dark creatures surrounded in a purple haze spill out. In an instant, they split up to go their separate ways.
With his powers, Auma destroys an Attack Ship. The Trojan Spaceship continues to be built, looking more and more like a craft by the moment. With the Phoenix Spear, Zeyron the Deathless downs an Attack Ship as well, cleaving it in twain with the Phoenix Lance. 272 Dropped. The Amalgamation uses Metal, pulling the scraps of the Spaceships towards itself to create a suit of armour. Drone MkII shoots a ship for 16k, and the Mithral Golem strikes two for 18k damage each. Every bit counts.
+2 AG Morale
-3 PG Morale Itinerary:
Stop the invasion of TOG's Universe. Facility Information The Plane of Fire:
The Purity of Motions has been violated. Let us slay.
I vomit forbidden daemonic lore all over one of the attack ships, infesting the unfortunate inhabitants with my fishier selves instead of demons. Slowly then quickly, Our collective presence is cutting and awareness, acutely already here and nested as part of the soul. We extend into the metal, we assimilate the flesh. We are the twisting of magic, the degradation of physics, the resplendent eating of man. Go, go, become as part of us, and assimilate your comrades at the cost of sacrifice. "We are Orz, transcendent and celestial." you said once.Shush, star-brother Fleur Levy. This is not your story nor your eyes.
What I didn't put in enough charge, it shouldn't take unless it causes sufficient disaster. I can see that but you're banking on sufficient disaster! I don't think this is a good idea. Well, too late. What's barfed is barfed.
On a second note, I already speak in red so we can't use the whole red truth thing lightly. However, the Godmodder could go fetch a divination method in order to determine such. I do not think relying on unverified belief will be safe in this gameboard for long.
BONUS Alchemize: Strangely Aggressive Rosemary && Catgirls' Weapons Monthly (Issue 427, Wuxia and Dice) = Packet of Gun Seeds.
Then, using the Rod to find the optimal locations, place several dozen shaped gravitic charges around the edges of the Universal Shield. When the charges go off, the resultant gravity pulses will destabilize the means by which the Universal Shield is maintaining its position as a blockage. In short, it'll be a lot easier to simply push out of the way
Light is but energy in motion. Were I in fuller splendor than this childer who could barely blend a petty high sister's ownbone armor, you would experience profound reversal, little ones.
As it is, burn in violet. I am expending charge for this, you insufferable miscreants.
The void contorts. I blend a reality which does not align with one that cannot exist and one that's irrelevant children. Physics, kindly shoo for a moment. We have a replacement in order.move I'm gay As king of calamity, I give birth to a Texture: less a completed reality, and more an artificial physicsset as self-sustaining field. One could say each of these is its own aspects and elements and patterns and royalties, constituency threads in the fabric of reality, a sister's chambers, ideology, physical law, rules and perceptions, it doesn't matter because it will kill you. I-and-I-and-I-and-I-and-I-and-so-on all scowl, that we have released such a prototype. Here in this void beyond universes, it should fit naturally like any universe hung in it.
This foundational artwork, a blasted prototype at significant effort from my insignificant shell, flows outward with the certainty of Law. The Law that was antithesis to Light in a world where Void met Mist and names were named. Chains, rules, specialization, restrictions, decisions but not the intelligence to chose, negative odds and very misfortune. Forbiddance and punishment, binding oaths, darkness and the blind. And yet, the truth. The scale that binds. Geis, vow, sentence, law.
The Word.
I paint this piecemeal reality like the technomagi narrators of a world which cannot have existed here beforehand, which is to say with undue force against countless monsters. Drown. Drown. Drown drown drown drown drown drown drown drown drown drown drown drown drown drown drown drown drown drown keep drowning until you forget what the light is, and I will finish you off in peace.
Look at this ideograil. It should be foreign: that is because it is from a paradigm that most likely does not align, made by friends and distant fames in higher worlds. I have taken 20 charge in pains to bring here in new covers this snippet of alternative perspective: dear Godmodder, root around inside the art I dissipate your proxies' forces with. It should remind you of Sburb, because that is the game this is a malformation of. Before you accuse me of increativity in work built upon others, I significantly expanded the ability list, so take that.Shut up. You are ruining the tone.Fine, I'll just kill them instead of playing around with torture. But only if this works, understand?You are praised as a monster for good reason. This is not just the familiar Sburb you know and groan at, a monstrous unknowing that genocides planets because it can. The Paradox Spaces this ideograil hails from are populated by a Sburban monstrosity that doesn't stop at clean killing: it manually tortures children, puppeting them along and tormenting them for the thoughtcrime of daring to live other than its arbitrary and changing orders, until their lives give out and the tentacled gods can squeeze them for the tiniest bit more power in an attempt to fight for merciful peace among themselves. And when that place would have died the death of an author setting down the pen, I exploited many voyagers and the last flickering survivors to fuel both life and death, both hope and suffering, catapulted further in that other world.
I bring its curses, and they are sharpened. Woe upon you if my cataclysmic infections finally spread. I would be so happy to crack open this cosmology like an egg, and finish this expanded pattern with a new wave of could-be has-beens. I would gladly finish reality just to replace it with something better, because it has made the sad, sad, pathetic mistake of remaining in my way. Godmodder help you, because I certainly won't. Beyond bringing you a nice and easy death by shredder, of course.
I forbid of my enemies both life and the 'good luck necessary to live against existence prescribing death'. Die. Die the death. Sentence to death. Great equalizer is the death. Kthoom, lots of plus signs everywhere: the chains cut, and cut, and cut, and cut, and keep cutting, and keep coming, no matter how many you murder the whole of this makeshift reality is uproariously spamming from from every pore, this damnable Texture I weave in a foreign world. Do you know how disgusting it is, as a creature of the Rain Mist Space colors to be bound by Dreams, Void, Time? You who wield hard-Light: know the Law, and be darkened within the coat of this Void.
Be crushed within the darkness of chains. D̵̬̼͎̦̙̜̘̮̞̲̖̬̼̏͊ͬ͐̑́͝ͅỉ̸̟̤̞̬̌̍ͯ̿̀̀͘͝s̶͓͔̖̦̞̹͈͖̭̼̱̳͕̮̖̽̀̇ͥ́͂̇͊ͯ̃̓̀̀â̷̛̝̜̬̻̜̼̰͓̹͇̹̤̔̓ͦ̒p̨̛̘͍̩̟̳̭͖̱̘̒̔̓̈́̓̊̓͌̂͛̚̕͜͜p̵̢̲͙͓͇̙̟̙ͭ͒ͧ͒̎̄́́ͅḙ̵̺͍͚̙̞̗̞̦̯̑̎ͯ̑͘͘͢a̶ͨ̿̔̄̇ͯ̔́͊́́̚͜͝҉̜̱̹͖̜̘̦̖͎̗̺̺͍̰̳r̸̭̺̩̗̽ͧ̆͛͌͛͌̊̇̅͛ͫ͛́͛͝.̶̪̫̰̳̽̇̋ͤ͊̑ͫͫ͢͠͝
Abuse this liminal world, and instead of the mercy of death I will show you how lukewarm the Hell you came from is. In the words of that Clara girl, "From this point of view of Law, you are the disease."
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Field effect: continuous cutting and crushing damage to enemies of the Nedben. It is also dark. If this cannot be maintained due to active effort to destroy it (i.e. sufficient amounts of supercharged light sources exceeding the hardlight weapons this Texture was designed to counter, freedom, rule-breaking, entity mechanics, anti-reality measures, etc.), it will self-destruct to damage Godmodder-aligned forces.If it would be able to instantly kill the current attack ship wave if sacrificed now, I'm plenty fine with that too. I'm simply on a murder spree, sorry not sorry.Treat it as a field effect, attack, entity, artifact in a pinch even (hell, roughly in that order of possibility-priority, first highest but preferring effectiveness), I don't care. Let us kill. It is a living world, or an endosymbiote of one. And we order it to slay. Form flows from us, but decisions pass our hands. We give color, anger, shape, direction, but creatures of chaos wish freedom for a while.
Will you experience a new art? Who knows. I have many fundaments and firmaments left to paint. Come, come, try to remember how you are already dead.
Bonus: Stow away the alchemized gun seed packet for later in inventory.
18/50
I look at The Rod. If Karp has successfully grabbed it, I take the "Lucky" feat from DnD. it's Like TOG's portent roll thing, except its more like 'you get to roll whateveritis thing up to 4 times and then must rest to do that again'. I'll use this ability later. If Karp has not grabbed it, I expend a spatial charge ensuring P5 and the other PG forces cannot grab it.
"Oh, I understand this completely. But let's not disregard the fact that I'm still watching you attack my forces, now that you know this is a live projection. And no, I wouldn't be interested in paying you or your abomination to deal with the rift. I know my own abilities, and this is beyond my power. Your move."
"About the attacking... fair point. Though I didn't actually order my entities to attack any of your forces. Zeyron was told 'do whatever you want', and the AMALGAMATION was making himself armor. and my actions were all healing my entities. So I, at least, am innocent in this.
As for your abilities to deal with the rift. Yes, that is the point. I said I think amalgamation has an ability uniquely suited for this. I may be wrong, of course, in which case I wouldn't ask for payment.
Another thing of note, with not letting us into a universe without a fight- Almost everything we do can be explained by stupidity. I mean, sometimes we're smart, but in those cases there's an actual reason to do something (like killing P5 to get the rod, which gives +413k attack). Making the hole bigger? The guy was trying to FIX it, believe it or not. Look, they said "The oblivion should take out a good chunk of the rift, covering it over with a more holey hole. Holes are holey. Hole hole hooole. Hole.". See? mistakes. It's hanlons razor in full force: never assume malice when incompetence is an adequate explanation."
"Oh, and wanting to see what will happen. curiosity is a powerful force."
"say, would you be interested in trying to save oblivion elementals from nonexistance, or do you care purely or almost-purely for fire elementals/ those who are currently, actively suffering?"
"Also, you sound like you're somewhat knowledgeable. If we had The Mirror, do you think it would help with the rift thing?"
ENTITY ORDERS:
Amalgamation will use Light on the hole in the void.
Does Zeyron have Alchemical Ignition? if so, an inverted version of the hole in the void could be nice. Discount Disparedememe it unless Iron prince thinks its a terrible dumb. Asking NPCs for advice, the best way to keep them from considering your actions the worst idea ever.
if no ignition, do whatever.
clone guardz, as does golem; drone2 is still on retaliatory duty.
Facility idles unless the clone and golem both die, in which case guard drone x2.
Astrec chuckles.
"Sorry. Kinda. I guess I will need that charge to secure control better. For now though?"
Then P5 shows up.
A huge forcefield erupts, encompassing the rod, P5, and Astrec.
"Yo, Oblivionboi. You want the rod? Come get it. How about a duel. You vs. Me, no restrictions beatdown. How does that sound? The winner gets the Rod."
If he says yes, immediately channel the rod's power through his godarm, blasting a hole straight through P5.
Why did Certsa not respond to my talking? Repeat that.
Then, preview Picture of the Starmaker && Sword
Then I scan the remaining Attack Ships to determine where their reactor cores (or equivalent) are. Having done this, I pull out Marzanna's Sights and take careful aim. Prioritizing those ships that are already damaged, I aim at the reactor cores of three Attack ships in turn, forcibly introducing (via ice shot) a few ice shards to each reactor core.
Ice still doesn't mix well with that sort of setup.
Ishmael: healing back home, I presume
Dark Beast: bite shield lock. take advantage of that bodyguarding bonus damage
Auma: Laser some attack ships
Iron Godlem: uh
I shape the Iron into a vaguely humanoid shape. I then smash an attack ship with it.
What? did you think it was going to do something? The chocolate is only one of those items in games that instantaneously heals with no explanation whatsoever!
Sure, I had to stick my hand into an incredibly tiny screen while the game was running, but it took so bloody long to get the right pixelated item! I'm pretty sure I knocked over some revival and healing potions unto it! RUINING IT!
At least I can taste the cookie... it's just soggy now...
19/50
I turn around, away from the combat, and wave my hand in front of me, coalescing some hundred flattened spheres, glowing blue and green and red and teal and orange. waving my hand back the other way, they go flying and clatter into place on an invisible surface. A twitch of will, and some six more glowing figures appear. A hand, A Beast, an Artifice, A Wreath, A Shovel, and A Speaker. Lying on the ground are the remnants of a torn whip.
A final bit of focus, and the invisible surface turns visible, a mountain and cliff and ground and river. The image of a world not yet remembered, a world yet to be forgotten. "Hello, world." "Let's play a game."
Pebbletopia 2 : Continue? > Yes
> No
Recruiting : Players willing to take role that will previously be held by one [Mr Mirror Man] and is Vacant. Pebbletopia 2 : Continue? will be an already-in-progress game of pebbletopia; Even without animations, a game of pebbletopia can take upwards of an hour. With animations, months. Thus, the decision has been made to save time.
To join the running for Pebbletopia 2 : Continue?, send me a message either here or on discord.
Rewards are undecided at this juncture.
BONUS:
((Shadowskin && Lunar Authority Wand && a spatial charge) || (blackguard pants && Orrerry mantle)) || (discount Traho || A full body suit of armor) is checked.
