"Taking things in order. I have no more basis to know where whoever you're talking of (I'm bad at naces) went then You do. They certainly didn't tell me."
"As for whether we'll just leave... Well, not we. whether anyone Else will leave. I'm not here for any particular reason and I doubt I would have had one either. If the battle moved around... well, I'd probably just follow. So, I have little to say there."
"Now, about 'letting' us... well, them... in. Aren't you already inside? trying to steamroll your way through the local population? I'm pretty sure that's what happened. Never mind whether you'd be able to stop everyone here from entering, aren't you being... somewhat... hypocritical here? I acknowledge they're dangerous sociopaths with a long history of violence, but you don't seem to have the best of intentions either."
"Lastly. The Shine. I'm pretty sure I've never heard of it before in my life. Unless this is a (powerfully) magically binding oath of some kind, I'm pretty sure swearing on it would accomplish nothing. from my perspective, I've little to prove it as more then another one in a long line of deities, supernatural forces, hyperbeings, and so on... each on inspection or assumption lesser then a descended. So."
<To the Update Terminal guy, I think with emphasis: 'If you don't want to talk about whatever-it-is, you don't have to. His story hasn't swayed me much, except with regards to the possible usefulness of this armor. So, I only request these questions answered, if you don't want to reminisce: Does this armor have significant downsides I might want to avoid, and would Blood Magic work on it?>
Action 1) I wave a hand at the Iron Princes drone, which finds the Ryft-creation mechanism sputtering and misfiring while slowly overheating(and then cooling back down by radiating away the heat).
"Noting personal, but when you wave some threat about wanting a possibly-magically-binding oath, or else, there are some practical considerations regarding letting you catch up so easily."
On further inspection, the misfires are caused by sudden changes to velocity. What the inspection of the drone Wouldn't reveal is that this is caused by fluctuating time-dilation fields, or that if the fields all get shut off, the drone will freeze solid from all the heat its radiated out when being continually accelerated.
Action 2) Turning towards entity 40, I have an idea. borrowing Discount Disparadem from Zeyron, I use it on the big 'ol blob of liquid death I siphoned from entity 40. Once that's complete, I take most of the liquid Life and turn back towards entity 40. Using the Blood special of the biosuit to power this, I force the Life into their bloodstream-equivalent, where it reacts catastrophically with the death, ripping them apart.
The Prince sighs.
"You have no idea why we're here, do you?"
"...As for the Shine, that was a figure of speech. A true 'personification' of the Light of Creation, unlike that Whitewing who thinks he's a lord."
If we're looking at it from a purely materialistic perspective, the... Sidereum Sarcophagus is just a suit of armour made of unusually magic resistant armour. Aimed right, a gun could punch through it.
Mechanically speaking, it's essentially useless to you. You're a Descended, already resistant to conventional magic. The actual suit doesn't protect nearly as much as the power you're putting into it.
But if you're not a Descended, living on a world without technology, your Light Magic useless, with this suit as the only one of it's kind?
You'd never stand a chance.
You'd die.
You'd die just like...
Just like Simeon did.
It's funny you'd ask that. I was teaching him Blood Magic. Is the Armour susceptible to it?
...I don't know.
...I don't know if I want to know. He didn't try.
You set some sort of time field around the projector drone. Then, you return Zeyron to the field and use his Mirror to invert Entity 40's essences. 18 Damage.
My equivalent to perking up from that declaration is to brighten up from those words that were said by JOEbob and that prince. Nothing else happens immediately though, so I continue to supply my charge with another dose of energy. Too soon, do both eyes open lazily to look around and then closing again. The body is maturing steadily enough, now almost ready for me to stop paying too much attention to it.
Energy: 120,000.
...And then he woke up.
What was going on now? Good bloody question.
Wait, was he so long asleep he forgot who/what he was? FUN!
So he was a being of light and soul stuff now, blank and impressionablen
What's this about Homestuck? Punching cards? Layering cards? He swears he got BARELY that far.
But it sounds fun! He moved as to punch some cards or something... and failed. He was intangible, like a shadow. An anti-shadow? Hm. He looked through time and saw some kinda powered armor he could probably wear... NEAT! Just... need... to... MAKE REALSPACE MOVE! AARGH!
Finally, he sighs.
"Mr. JOE, sir, could you punch that armor for me, please?"
Welcome!
(I'm really sorry for letting this take so long. I hope you're still around.)
[interactions between robots have been censored after the collectives HP got set to 69]
The DAI suddenly has no other threat to fight. But still is building a bomb. Why tho?
After a certain censored action, there are a lot more HV than before... yeah.
Hp raised to 72.
Bomb Energy: 100,000. MAX (for now)
Action probably like 3 or something, or maybe bonus I forget how the rules work exactly: I alchemize the Shadow of Sonnunerc. And then punch it with a fist, into the stomach area, as requested. Dunno why they wanted me to punch it, but whatever
/notmainpost.
I thought the shadow-armour was already alchemized? Hm. You give it to... what would you like to be called?
Nerà arrives to find few of the other Lords Arcane in the council room. A few of Auma's derivatives bustle around the war room and in and out doors. The Remaining living Lords Arcane are, of course, out dealing with other things.
Nerà immediately charms an aid and orders them to fill on everything the mages on monitering duty know about this new threat, as well as the general state of the empire.
Auma is tended to by healers and sorcerers and wizards, healing and buffing him greatly with blessings and charms and such.
Auma and Ishmael are both offered the excedingly rare spells Meteor Swarm and Foresight as scrolls. Ishmael is also granted a rod of Disintegration to replace his sniper rifle.
Both of them take the scrolls, and Ishmael gladly accepts the Rod of Disintegration.
[Uhh, not quite sure what to fill you in on, hmmm]
"Nice. Thank you very much!"
Falling from the sky, wreathed in darkness, the entity known as Kite thinks one thing only; "Oh, bugger." As he falls, the shadows around him burn away and, if one could see minds, they would see the myriad voices in the back of his head go dormant and inactive. Power burns off like the trail of a meteor, dissipating to nothingness from the three objects strapped to his body until they are nothing more than an ordinary book, staff and sword. He lands, face-first, into the side of a small hill, and looks around. "Well, shit." He meanders down the hill, delicately hopping over and around craters and potholes, he shouts into the distance, "Can anyone tell me what in the hells is going on?"
From the Void, you fall into the world of Nerà, punching a neat hole through the wooden barrier, and landing on-planet.
Hello, Kite!
Let's see, scanning the Universe, I see a... new dimension situated "above" everything else in the universe. From it, machines are falling across the planes. The highest concentration is streaming directly into "Mount Celestia", followed by a slightly smaller numbers warping into the "Prime Material Plane".
HV 420: I think someone wants to destroy stuff for no reason and we have to convince that guy with overwhelming violence.
"By making up my motives, you're doing the job of a thousand propagandists."
Astrec creates a Life Energy Node, and lets the energy wash over him, regening his wounds.
"I was trying to help stop my friend's home from being invaded, you masked idiot."
He takes a breath.
"..regardless. We've bested that Dark God. Do you really think you can keep us contained here?"
"Of course not. It's only a matter of time before you make us leave. But if think our retreat means your victory, well."
(x1)I look at my health, and invoke the Sacred Meme of the Weed, with its 4/20 to heal me up
(x1)I try... this Alchemy:Mercy's Caduceus Staff||Flask of Restoration&& Vials of Hope and Life Aspect
(x1)I heal up the Pipe Orcan with an Infusion of Quintessence.
I agree to swear on the Shine, that I'll try my best to limit the damage I cause in the Universe...I mainly heal and buff people anyway so this is fine,I'm here to Observe and make sure we don't die after all.
ParadoxDragon heals themselves to full!
Mercy's Caduceus Staff || Flask of Restoration && Vials of Hope and Life Aspect = Liquid "Courage". Brings someone back from the brink of despair. Thought to be a cure for depression, Liquid "Courage" is considered an illegally psychoactive substance.
The Pipe Orcan is healed for 25,000 Hp!
FOCUS: I take stock of my systems, then dispatch the Void Drones to look for anomalous activity or the SCP symbol.
Meanwhile, I go inside the Void VIII + I and use my lab equipment to try to create a mnestic agent to boost my perception. It might just be that I'm missing something.
As you would have it, you do see something. Five somethings, to be exact. Surrounding your ship on all sides, five people are slowly dancing towards you.
The Nedben seems to unfold within himself, though to what end is not clear. Worlds within shift visibly.
"On name and nature and whatever is left to swear on, in this the inviolate red, we are what we are. Shine willing we will not be forced to destroy much further, and we will do what we can where pragmatic. I do not like the arbitrarily destructive turn much of this has taken either, but even a stay of execution is barely within the power of some of those blessed. It is deeper than us you have to worry about."
The Nedben eyes the alchemiter in their world-state, and notes something complicated to forces unknown.
"Speaking of needless destruction and longer-term problems than us, this engine is of particular concern. The layers of existence begin to feel strange to me, and the background...There's important information I can't convey in this structure, but I feel it bears merit: multiple execution engines gunning after you and yet the whole world's doing it again. To what end? You've had far longer to look over the role of that system than I have in this incarnation, and in a more metastable perception to boot. Have you unraveled its causes and controls?"
The nedben begins handcrafting reality again. "Someone else deal with those insufferable monsters for a moment, I've left plenty an opening. If we're going to limit the causes of destruction, we will need a toolbox that is not the direct agent of a genocide curse and forgotten sealed monstrosities."
FOCUS, PERHAPS EVEN MORE THAN FOCUS:
He moves with the hands of makers and dreamstuff. His craft brushes through sacred and impossible geometries both. He does something fundamentally original, and I know that it is because it is our role in this world ((and also I created it OOC a while back without evidence of similar ideas emerging elsewhere crossing over into its exact pattern)). Why bother with the intermediate of an alchemiter to combine ideas? Plant the seeds of heaven and God, and snowball them both until you have the genesis of the world. I wrote a grimoire of this once and sent it beyond the heavens, and have consorted with greater alchemies of change. Let us open the fabric of the cosmos to direct alteration. In another cosmology, Sburb alchemized many of its more powerful through node parts, constituent machines of more precise supernatural power. Precisely because it is 'another cosmology', if I go further beyond then there should not be mappings in this dream...until I make them. On the far side of the infusicloner operation, incompatible primordials, absolute craft, the Nedben makes better tools. Altrin as Amenominakanushi blesses them without need to draw in unwilling elementals or any such naughtiness save the investment of time that will bring us more time far along. While charge and actions are still vague, snowball and be grandfathered in.
(Прошлое не спасет тебя. Өнгөрсөн үе таныг аврахгүй. Тхе паст wилл нот саве ыоу. Minulosť ťa nezachráni. अतीत तुम्हें नहीं बचाएगा।)
Core of a new magic system, reality warping engine, protosubstrate, the crucible birth of a new beginning, miracles like an endless rain, be spawned. This is a forge of reality that does not rely upon the Sburban make, that can create concepts within its inner world-sea and grow even more in response to will. Like the looms, songs, programs, engines, [CONCEPT NOT TRANSLATIONAL], architectures, books, plants, landscapes, animals, containers, everything before it in role, and yet a new way to make the broth of primordial being. It doesn't need that much initial power, but it does need infinite potential to match ours and immense eventual power. It is achieved in declaration and will and might that shapes, conceptually imposed materials creating the dawn of new endless possibility, shaped like a form-changing allweapon so it doesn't matter what it is and it can be anything it needs to be, even a better world than this one to replace it one day when it is strong enough.
He will craft as long as it takes to get the basis. Even if an instant must be stretched out to eternity and eternity hammered back into an instant, even if we must overturn all that is without touching a thing, should all the land shatter and the dream end, must we devour the roots of hell to forge the foundations of heaven, should all time be sundered, should it start another derailing boss battle or thirty, should the game explode and be reforged, should a meme be inserted here, must the miracles we forge cost greater than everything, even if we must build innumerable systems from nothing but power and time, it is no matter it all. The building of a better existence will be, must be, absolutely is made in hand, and the engine to repair this one in doing so.
((so like remember that 'node decomposition' alternate alchemy system I came up with a while back in #alchemy, allowing items to be scanned into constituent ideas and those ideas recombined directly but with different add-on combinations? like that but also not as an alchemiter add-on, and I duct-taped it to a snowballing little wyld sea of fragments mk2 looking thing for the base reality manufacturing powers to produce stuff. It'll snowball and eventually we can use it for bigger crafting and reality-shaping shenanigans, but that can take inordinately long as necessary.))
"The Game runs on a programming language called ~ATH. It causes physical events to happen upon the death of a being within the language's convoluted library. One theory posits that ~ATH was written by Enoch himself. Of course, I wonder whether he is as benevolent as he is taught to be. I believe that finding the creator of ~ATH will answer this question."
You begin construction of an alternate form of item creation. ((I'm going to need to figure out how this will work.))
((I actually happen to not, unfortunately. You'll have to show it to me.))
Energy: 105000.
The ball of energy perks up.... The time is getting nearer for the little one to awaken. Just two more bursts
Focus: The energy surrounding the embryo starts condensing, forming an oval. Looking like any other egg, besides how large it it, the thing is a shining ball of light as it contains the dangerous energy inside the little beastie. If anybody were to observe inside the shell, powerful sparks are flying everywhere, only to be absorbed by the shell. Ever so slowly, power is reining down as the little one is using up the time in its containment to control its power.
Energy: 150,000.
Entity 40 Spits spheres of corrupted matter towards JOE, breaking his Drones and dealing 10 Shield-piercing damage to him.
I don't think anyone else ordered any entities, so this round is finally over.
Itinerary:
Stop Alethea.
Stop The Invasion:
- Get Planetside!
- ...Talk to P3?
- Defeat the Third Praetorian!
- Find the Silver Sea.
FoundationQuest:
- Locate The Foundation.
Planetside:
- Investigate?
Current Godmodder Hp: 49
Laboratory Link: Available for all!
The Void
Entity Advantage:
[Heavy AG]
AG MORALE: 85%
[PG] Observation Drone. 2,000/2,000 Hp. Ryft: ERR/3. Drive damaged.
[???][ELITE] Entity 40. 70/150 Hp. -16,000 Armor. Spawn 13: 2/2.
[N][BOSS] Nerà's Native Universe. 1,350,000/2,500,000 Shell Integrity. Wooden Shell: 300,000 Hp.
[N-Hungry Visitor] Demon Army. 51,000/122,000 Hp.
[A] Industrial Armor. +4 AC. Durability: 2.
[???] Harkener, The Newcomer. 6/40 Hp.
[A] Stoneskin Hide. Petrify: 6/6.
[A] Death's Ankh.
[A] Thistle of Zillywich. +60,000 Power. Durability: 3.
[???-ORIGIN Harkener] Pipe Orcan. 146,000/220,000 Hp. 30% Dodge.
[AG-ParadoxDragon] Grand Alchemiter.
[AG] Drone Mk2. 60,000 /60,000 Hp. 1,000 AC. x2. Bodyguarding JOE!
[A] Hypersaber. +40,000 Power. Durability: 1
[A] Neutron Edge. +50,000 Power. -20% Accuracy. Durability: 1
[AG] JOE. 10/20 Hp.
[A] Amalgamation Biosuit. 29/40 Hp. 4 Regen. 8,000 AC. Blood: 2/2. Light: 1/3. Oblivion: 3/5. Metal: 1/7. Godmod: 8/11. Worn!
[A] Stock Nanoplate. +5,000 AC. +5,000 Power. Durability: 6. Worn!
[A] Heavenly Nanogauntlet. +35,000 Power. +2,000 AC. Durability: 6. Worn!
[A] Vox Umbra. 10 SHP. Durability: 2. Worn!
[A] Tesseract Belt. Temporal Energy Charges: 2.
[A] Prism Blade. +28,000 Power. Durability: 2
[A] Eternity's Eradicator. +23,000 Power. Durability: 1
[A] Clockwork Carver. +7,000 Attack. Temporal Energy Charges: 1. Durability: 2
[A] Spaced Out Headband. +35,000 Attack. Durability: 3
[A] Structurally Sound Red Matter Katana. +26,000 Power. Durability: 1.
[A] Hollow Unbreakable Katana. +45,000 Power. Durability: 1.
[A] Exotic Crystals.
[A] Circadian Circuitbreaker. +35,000 Attack. Durability: 3. Time Charges: 2.
[AG] ParadoxDragon. 25/25 Hp. Sakkakh-Boosted.
[A] Flask of Restoration. +20,000 Power. Uses: 2/3.
[AG] Smirk. 6/20 Hp.
[A] Nanosuit. Defense Mode: +5,000 AC. Durability: 2. Worn!
[AG] Astrec. 5/20 Hp.
[A] The Godarm. +50,000 Power. Clockwork. Worn!
[A] Hand of Judgement. +36,000 Power. Ascend: 6/6. Worn!
[AG] Winkins. ██/20 Hp.
[AG] Hungry Visitors. 69/20 Hp. Sky-High!
[A] Summoner's Stave. Boosts Summoning Power. Durability: 2.
[A] Card of Majora. Durability: 1
[A] Zodiac Killer. Inactive!
[A] Broken Sigil.
[A] Cerebrocrown. +33,000 Attack. Durability: 2
[A] Ship Destroyer. +30,000 Attack Destroying Ships. Durability: 2
[AG] KitRougard. 20/20 Hp.
[A] Shadow of Sonnunerc. Gives a Tangible Shadow: Deals Extra Damage! Durability: 3.
The Forest
Morale: N/A.
[N] Dancing Soldiers. 15/15 Hp. x5. Dancing!
[AG-Karpinsky][ELITE] Void VIII + I. 300,000/300,000 Hp. Create: 1/3. Drones available: 0. Missiles Available: 9. Invisible: 50% Dodge.
[AG-Karpinsky] Void Drones. 30,000/30,000 Hp. Invisible: 50% Dodge. x8.
[AG-Karpinsky] Ice Drone. 50,000/50,000 Hp. Invisible: 50% Dodge.
[AG] Karpinsky. 10/20 Hp.
[A] Armour of Savitar. +10,000 Power. +3 AC. +6 SHP. Durability: 4. Worn!
[A] One-Size-Fits-All-Stealthsuit. +4 SHP. Durability: 2. Worn!
[A] Marzanna's Sight. +26,000 Power. 3 ACpierce. Durability: 3.
[A] The Blizzard Blaster. +30,000 Power. +30% Accuracy. Durability: 4.
World of Nerà: The Material Plane: Imperial Base of Operations
[N] Transdimensional Safe-based Item Exchange Network.
[AG-TOG] Ishmael. 20/20 Hp. Bodyguarding Auma!
[A] Rod of Disintegration. +36,000 Attack. 3 Durability.
[A] Scroll of Meteor Swarm.
[A] Scroll of Foresight.
[AG-TOG][ELITE] Auma. 70/70 Hp.
[A] Necklace of Auma. +15,000 Attack. Supplying an Intellect. Worn!
[A] Lunar Authority Wand. +4 AC. 4 Regen per round. Worn!
[A] Orb of Delphi. Passively Scans on Attack. Worn!
[A] Swissarmyknifemodder. +30,000 Attack. Worn!
[A] The Shadowskin. +5 AC. Worn! 10 SHP.
[A] Scroll of Meteor Swarm.
[A] Scroll of Foresight.
[AG] Nerà.
I am so sorry for taking this long. I've inevitably forgotten things here, but I promise you I am doing my best to stay on top of things.
Thank you all for bearing with me.
