DtG: Destroy the Godmodder (The Broken Masquerade)

DCCCV · Jul 16, 2020

JOEbob said:
[0x] The Drone send to the Biosphere replies "Well, I can't think of any reason not, so sure!"
"At the moment, I'm collecting samples from everything that looks interestingly powerful. Got any ideas about samples I wouldn't already know of?"
It then does the drone equivalent of glancing towards Certsa- probably tilting the angle of its camera, or something- and continues...
"Say, the ordinary Astrec is a highly destructive accident-fueled menace who accidentally stumbled into some kind of sacrificial contract. I think that means Certsa is a highly Constructive, deliberate and precise beneficial person who will probably intentionally seek out large quantities of small-scale mutually beneficial arrangements."
"What say we try to get them to help too?"
[1x] Well, luckily, I'm currently inside a biosuit in excellent physical condition and with great genes, which is itself wearing a nanotechnological non-"power" gauntlet, and also some alchemies which are has several useful weapons which I don't need reality warping to conjure, so obviously, I will succeed in the awkward, power-free grapple. I do so, stabbing the Stranger a.k.a The Chemist a few times in the neck and legs, and then yoinking the stone, before running away to a safe, power-active distance. Other factors in my favour are my years of practicing swordplay for the Time Being fight, which mean I'm, uh. Really really good at swords, something I doubt the Chemist has done; The Chemist's obviously unstable mental state; and my smaller propensity to rely openly on reality warping nonsense.
If necessary I expend up to 13 Charges to do this.
[1x] As soon as I reach 'powers are functional' Range, this being before the Chemist does because I stabbed them in the legs while we were grappling, I use my Organ to rip up chunks of dirt, of earth and soil from all around me and throw them into the powers-free field, all with easily enough force to send a power-free stranger tumbling into the centre and keep him trapped- as long as the dampening is in effect, anyway. As soon as I throw the dirt and soil, they're entirely mundane rocks, from an entirely mundane source, continuing on their trajectory for entirely mundane reasons. I doubt I can actually Kill the guy, power dampening or no, but keeping a kinda-mundane human trapped beneath rock for, what, a few minutes? That's easy. And, I mean, they might have mundane tech to help them, but it won't be Easy for them to access beneath all the rocks... hm. I make sure to play loud music, too, to keep any voice-activated stuff from working for a little. That should hold them down some. Sure, they did Something with the toothbrush, but they're clearly still being quite limited.
I yell in their general direction as I do this stuff:
"Wow, your arrogance evaporated quickly. and wasn't the only "O5" with more then one digit in their number Mr. Lie? But more importantly..."
"Don't you realise nukes are extremely uncreative?"
"and anyway you... nghhh... brought this on yourself."
[1x] I then slip open an eye on the back of my head, and turn away from the rubble and dirt I buried The 'Chemist' in. If the Site's going to be detonated, I might as well grab what I can, While i can, yes? But I'm not exactly well positioned to do so. So instead, I form a link between this body and the CGOC body, allowing one to create a portal to the other with ease, then jump straight up into the air to get well away from this place. Absently, I copy myself a few times with the soulstone for the extra thinking-capacity.

Entity Orders: Void VIII+I is to create a 'facsimile drone'- a drone which cloaks the Void VIII+I and pretends to be the Void VIII+I itself- and run. There's no point in combat here.
If I seem to need help grappling for the soul stone, the drones fire lasers with their inbuilt radiation guns, or something, at the Chemist to help me.

[CGOC 1] I take a moment to add phasing defences to the Cake Polyp and Brain Cakeral, letting them shift into a different layer of reality for a few minutes... or hours... once the Warhead goes off.
[CGOC 2] Next up, I cast a modified version of the arcane eye spell- one where there is no visible sign of the spell, and the vision capabilities are expanded into the energetic- and use it to take a look through every room in the vicinity for anything useful. I imagine there's a fair bit of Stuff I can take here.
[CGOC 3] I then pull on the Link to the prime body, and simultanously grab everything of value in sight (of my arcane eye search earlier). Faster then a Janitor can reasonably respond to, I take a firm telekinetic grasp on each object, then Pull them in at the same time as I rip open a portal to remove each such object from these premises. Additionally, if I happen to sense anything else created by the descended powers of Celstus instead of the Chemist in the area, I grab that too, as well as grabbing the Heart of MEKHANE if it's in the area. If I don't get the Heart, or I don't get the partially-completed Voidship I was started on, I don't leave this round, otherwise I do so through the portal.

The Fourth Praetor grins from ear to ear. "I KNOW JUST THE THING!" ending the baseball game, he flies deeper into the biosphere rainforest, leading the drone to a large clearing. At it's centre, a titanic salamander-like creature easily 50 meters in length sleeps peacefully. "this is one of my new friends. i don't have a name for them yet," he whispers, tapping at one of it's claws. "you see this? they're poisonous. cool, huh?"

Hearing the comment about Certsa, he shrugs. "maybe? distortion's confusing"

Despite being unable to use any Descendant powers, in a concerted action using all your Alchemies, and your available drones, you break through the Soul Stone's barriers to attack the Stranger. You acquire the Infinity Stone by prying it from his unconscious hands, pinning him to the ground by sticking the no-longer-usable Eternity's Eradicator and Structurally Sound Red Matter Katana. Its powers expended, the Heavenly Nanogauntlet deactivates. Staggering out of Karpinsky's range, you leave The Stranger under earth and stone next to him, and create a link to CGOC.

As the Janitor flees to find shelter, CGOC makes modifications to the Cake Polyp and Brain Cakeral. It's Arcane Eye locates the Voidship plans that were began by Celstus, as well as a massive collection of Machine Energy radiating from the centre of a large three-box structure. Judging by the size of both objects, it's going to take a bit more effort to move them.

Void VIII+I ordered!

Nedben said:
The nedben lifts their space helmet visor to reveal the humanlike face beneath just a little, and blows away a handful of conjured powder into a strangely large cloud of rusting agents, some conceptually imposed and others chemically mundane but specifically iron-reactive. The cloud as a whole arcs past the chaos of the battlefield, again aiming to disrupt the Third Praetorian's armor through unwelcome reactions, and if it misses it will probably hit the ship they're standing on as a large target. The cloud's trajectory is controlled by will of reality warping, so we'll see if we can hit him or not past the evasion bonus.

It is once again a scan, this time merely the nedben watching as the Praetorian reacts to see if they counter or spend action, even if just to favorably dodge.

Agents dispersed, the nedben lowers their visor again and auto-ascends through a mix of the spell effect and non-artifact flight ring they've had since the first fight.

As your dust travels up the mountain, a stray puff of wind blows it across the Lucrehulk right before it can make contact with the Third Praetor. There's no way that wasn't caused by him. The powder eats away at the ships armour directly beneath the Prince, weakening the particular area around him. ((That'll probably be a low-accuracy area to strike that ignores armour later, not too sure how to balance it at the moment, but it's there.))

Among other things from your observations, you come to the conclusion that the Third Praetor is capable of probability manipulation.

[PG] The Third Praetorian. 60/70 Hp. 12 Armour. Elevation: 7.
ACTION (3/round)
???
Vex: Give target -100% Penalty to all rolls.
PASSIVE
Siderium: Armour primarily composed of unique non-alchemical, yet conceptually imposed iron. Cannot be affected by Eidokinesis. Takes over electronic devices brought into immediate proximity.
Sol Messiah: Divine Manipulation of Light. In addition, rolls twice to determine accuracy in his favour. Attackers roll twice to determine dodge in their favour.
Ablation: Nanotech armour designed to be sacrificed in order to soak up attacks, rather than complete deflection. Loses 3 AC per every 10 damage taken.
Diehard: Acquires 15 Regen once below 35 Hp. Cannot regenerate above 50 Hp.

Sky High said:
S.H. sheds a single tear at the loss of A'tuin.

S.H.: He was a friend, regardless of me not remembering him.

S.H. decides then to make good use of his metal rod once more. He leaps into the center of the Skeleton Army and drives it straight into the ground. He then picks up a nearby skeleton and bashes it against the rod, creating a horribly loud sound and causing nearby skeletons to fall apart.

You attack the skeleton horde, dealing 32k damage, but they're your allies!

Ender_Smirk said:
"I'll be there in a moment then."
Smirk then vanishes and then reappears in a cloud of green smoke at the neutral grounds. "So, what do you think? I have designed this place to make active plans to attack others ineffective by intercepting the neural signals to make those plans a reality, thus meaning it is truly neutral in terms of conflict. Alongside that it is designed to enforce honesty, thus negating the capacity for betrayal in word, with several security measures set if anyone wishes to attempt to nullify those effects. Also, of course, I flatter myself, but I think the decoration isn't too poor for a meeting room. I hope the others are willing to attend as well, since this whole conflict seems capable of being settled much better, and more quickly, by compromise than by bloodshed."
As he speaks, he uses his powers to have his drone try to scan for the signatures of elemental Earth and Water from the artifacts, so that it may begin tracking Piono.

The Godmodder nods. "Very impressive. You've clearly put in a lot of effort to make this place safe."

You scan for Elemental Earth and Water, and locate a massive concentration centred on Moog Station. There he is. You've got him.

Jaggerain said:
The mage blinked at the resulting chaos.

"You know Maker, I wasn't expecting this today when I woke up, I have to say give done an excellent job on this hallucination.-" He stops upon sportting the fire elemental.

His eyes narrow.

"A rage demon? Now it makes somewhat more sense." He says, before he aims his staff at the flaming entities.

He gives it a swing, the air chilling near it before he swipes the staff, creating a wave of ice spikes to burst from the ground in the direction of the Fire Elementals.

Hissing in pain as his blight-infested wounds throb, he takes a moment before he recovers and creates an purple bolt of spirit energy, aiming at what he presumes to be the rage demons, before unleashing the Spirit Bolt unto them.

He stumbles as the blight in his body causes hum more pain, causing him to let outhe a gasp of pain and forcing him onto his knees temporarily.

You strike six out of seven Fire Elementals, which take 15k critical damage each! The resultant burst of ether briefly reveals shafts of energy extending off into infinity under attack by magic. That's their connection to the Elemental Plane of Fire. I think.

redoubtableEagle said:
"...I suppose I'll have to figure out what those things are later. Climb 'Mount Celestia', you said?"

Lusiix looks up, taking in the sight of the colossal mountain.

"Very well. I'll see what I can do."

>FREE ACTION: Without another word, Lusiix once again leaps into the air, this time with much more force than before, sending him rocketing up the mountain. How high this takes him I'll leave up to you.

>ACTUAL ACTION: Once he reaches the top of his arc, he begins to descend, and swiftly moves his shield to beneath his feet so as to ride it down, so to speak. With his blazing velocity, Lusiix lands squarely on the nearest convienient CE entity, crushing them under his shield.

You jump as far as you possibly can, which... isn't actually that far. The Wall reacts to you attempting to climb over it, and extends just over the height of your trajectory. You slam directly into the nanotech, the barrier puckering as it sends you back towards the ground, having only reached Level 2. Despite this, you do deal 30k damage to The Wall, crushing many nanites from your initial impact.

The Ego said:
[3] Fire rains down from a singular cloud, burning Talos Four.

"Tiamat. You know of the danger we all are in if the invasion cannot be stopped. Boccob's blood warriors and fallen gods would be of grater aid to the battle at Celestia than any other force in this planar system. You must have your forces take their place in the blood war, holding back the demons that do not turn to infighting. I am pulling strings to minimize the risk to you, but you must pay back the loyalty to hell you still owe and defend it while its forces turn from the lesser cosmic threat to this new, greater one."

The Iron Gears grab a second Hekatonkhier and throw it downards towards the Unmanned Ray. G activates their Talos' Victory Buster, an adamantine spear firing out if their hand and directly into the remaining Hekatonkhier's torso. The spear tip explodes, each shard heating up greatly and then expanding rapidly, devastating the hundred handed one's insides. Then the shards all emit a subaudible frequency that shatters the victim's body, destroying it if my math is right (it is).
The Fortresses fire at the Carrier directly with all their arcane might.
The Heavenly Host ascends and begins raining holy hellfire onto the Wall.
The Epic Wizards respectively cast a Prismatic Wall for defense, a Meteor Swarm (on the Ray) and Invincibility on itself.
The Dracoliches soar upwards and land on the Unmanned Ray. They begin destroying it.
While the Divine Soul heals the Storm Giant, it and the Cloud Giant attack the Wall along with the dominated Fire Elementals.
The Skeletal Horde and my AG entities destroy the Experi-mentals.
A segment of wall on Chronias opens revealing a large lens, magnifying a pair of eyes...

Tiamat considers your words.

"V͗̂͗̏̋ͩë̎rͦͨͯ͊͊y ͮͯ͊͂ͦẇͭ̎el͊̑͊̍͛ͬl͌̔͊̏͆.̇̿ͫ "
"I will rally my forces to The Abyss."
"After this, consider my position to be empty."
"Fare thee well in your future ventures."
"B͔͍̲͍ah̪a̹m͚̯͚u̙̼̱͕̞̬t̼̲ ̹̠͉̭̰̺p͔̞̩̜̗rot̞͎̯e̦̙̰̤̥c̖͖̖̟t̩̤ ̯͎y̥̘̼̲̜o̖͈̘̱u̜͍̲̞.̩͕ "

Boccob shoots you a glare. "You should've let me do the talking. I was saving that favour for later..."
Talos 4 healed for 10 health! Entities Ordered!

FlamingFlapjacks said:
AGGRAVATE
"This is your strength? Then I have to commend how skilled you are at hide and seek. You hide behind a army, hide behind gifts from those greater then you. Let me show you actual strength."

ANNIHILATE
Karp!Astrec reaches out, and grabs the Wall. They focus one charge of Body, and supercharge every part of themselves, summoning hundreds of hands made of nanomachines. They then bring their hands together in a crushing motion, and every hand smashes down on the wall, crumpling every bit of it they can grab, the spot Astrec grabs melting from pure force. Astrec then extends a lance of light, and fires it right through the Wall, hopefully breaking open a hole in it and clearing the way for the forces.

ASCENT
Astrec summons forth a stairway of nanomachines and pure light, ascending upward as fast as they can.

ARMY
Astrec's Clockwork Armillary ascends as far as it can and if possible, Blasts a enemy.

ADDITIONAL
A drone takes a sample of DNA from Astrec's six fingered hand and flies off to take it to JOE.

The Third Praetor laughs to himself. "Please, David. Coming from you, that's rich. Of all the people in The Void who know the value of laying low..."

Your nanotech fights with that of the Prince's. Using a 12 Charge and Body, you level the Wall and fly up to the Fifth Layer of Celestia. JOE acquires a sample of your hand.

The Walls of The Garden, the Seventh Layer of Heaven open like a shutter, the lens it reveals magifying an eye on the other side. As it charges up, the many wizards within scramble to dominate the summoned Fire Elementals the Third Praetor called the previous round, only to find him blocking their attempts.

"Not yet, I need to get my action's worth..."

Knowing their time free is limited, the Fire Elementals take out the Divine Soul and Storm Giant 2 before they fall under Chronias' control. I can just tell the Prince is smiling behind that mask. Raising an arm, he clenches his fist. The Nanites covering the mountain rapidly flow together, forming spindly black threads which weave together into solid black spikes, skewering their targets in the blink of an eye. In addition to their initial use, they form a difficult defensive barrier for further advancement. Layers 5 to 7 can only be moved up one at a time. 60k to the Skyfortresses, 55k to the Iron Gears, 15 critical damage to the Fourth Talos.

The Lucrehulk releases another two Attack Ships, as well as firing it's Turbolasers upon the Skyfortresses, dealing another 90k and 180k to them. The Attack Ships themselves chip at an Iron Gear for another 120k damage. "Damn the Null." The Higher Carrier releases another barrage of high-velocity railgun rounds, shooting down one Skyfortress and an Iron Gear, as well as dealing another 12 damage to the Fourth Talos. It releases more Fighters, which fires upon the other Iron Gear for another 85k damage.
-15 AG Morale

The remaining Skyfortress waits as the lower Carrier is brought down to layer 4 before pelting it with Meteor Swarm, dealing 290k damage in total, destroying it, as well as drawing out Fire Elementals from its wreckage. The two Hekatonkhieres pull another two chunks of earth from the ground, crushing the other Iron Gear, and dealing 44 damage to the Fourth Talos. While it otherwise would've fallen, the fires of it's internal engines regenerate it back up to 19 hp. Using the Victory Buster, it critically injures one of the Hekatonkhieres for 56 damage, but falls short of killing it.
+5 AG Morale

Seizing it's chance, the lower Hekatonkhiere sweeps its hundred blades about the Fourth Layer without resistance, taking out the Heavenly Host. The Unmanned Ray unleashes a barrage of Cluster Missiles, destroying the Skeleton Horde, as well as dealing 25,000 damage to the Cloud Giant General. The Epic Wizards cast Prismatic Sphere and Invulnerability, generating an impressive barrier to protect themselves with, followed by a casting of Meteor Swarm upon the Unmanned Ray, which summons more controlled Fire Elementals, as well as dealing 225k damage. Taking off, the Dracoliches land upon the Unmanned Ray and begin clawing at it, dealing a brutal 455k damage. Knowing their time is at an end, the Experi-Mentals destroy and in turn are destroyed by the Stone Giant Warriors.
-7 AG Morale

After all is said and done, all the other AG forces move up a level? Yeah.

The Harrier Jets spray their machineguns at JOE and his forces. 6 Damage to the Biosuit, 30k damage to each drone.
CRACK. What just happened? The Statue seems to have moved. One of the drones has been destroyed, and now it seems to be... standing right in front of you.

The Destroyer continues to approach the Void VIII+I. Thankfully, it doesn't seem to have caught on to the fact that you've made a projection of a second version of the ship. The work of the repair drones restore another 50k Hp.

The Collector Drones sho what samples of DNA they've collected so far. You can bring them back to the Laboratory to acquire those samples for further synthesis.

To Do:
-Add Dreaming Mechanic
-Start The Conversation
-Add The Golden Boy
-Figure out Encounter Balance, make sure this remains interesting

Itinerary:
Stop Alethea!
Stop The Invasion:

Defeat the Third Praetorian!
1. Face him personally!
2. Destroy the Lucrehulk!
  1. Reach Elevation 7!
3. Protect the Talon of Nerà!

Foundation + CakeQuest:

Locate The Foundation?
???

Current Godmodder Hp: 48
~~Laboratory Link: Available for all! Need to figure stuff out actually~~

The Void: Neutral Ground.
FIELD EFFECT: Sancturary: Nobody may attack any other.

[GM] The Godmodder. 48/80 Hp.

[AG] Smirk. 25/25 Charge. Has created a Metal Staff.
[A] Nanosuit. Defense Mode: +5 AC. Durability: 2. Worn!

Elemental Plane of Oblivion.
FIELD EFFECT: Oblivion. ???.

[PG] Godmodder Avatar. 1/1 Hp.
((Smirk, is it alright to remove this place next round?))

Advantage: [Contested]
Heaven: Mount Celestia.
FIELD EFFECT: Elevation. +5% Dodge/Accuracy per Elevation!
Forge: [Base: ][Lens: ][Connector: ][Variety: ][Magnitude: ]
AG Morale: 100%

Elevation 7:
[CEL][BOSS] Chronias, Throne of The Gods. 133/133 Hp. 13 Armour. 26 Regen.
[PG] The Third Praetorian. 60/70 Hp. 12 Armour.
[PG][BOSS] Lucrehulk Carrier. 1,150,000/1,150,000 Hp. 20,000 Armour. 150,000 SHP.
[PG] Attack Ships. 100,000/100,000 Hp. x14.

Elevation 6:
[PG][ELITE] Carrier. 300,000/300,000 Hp. 15,000 Armour. Flying!
[PG] Fighter Wing. 150,000 Hp. Horde!
[CEL][ELITE] Skyfortress. 300,000/450,000 Hp. 10,000 Armour. Flying!
~~[CEL][ELITE]~~ ~~Skyfortress. -5,000/450,000 Hp. 10,000 Armour. Flying! Morale Made!~~

Elevation 5:
[PG][ELITE] Hekatonkhieres. 64/80 Hp. 4 AC. 10 Regen.
[PG][ELITE] Hekatonkhieres. 8/80 Hp. 4 AC. 10 Regen.
~~[CEL][ELITE]~~ ~~Iron Gear. -75,000/300,000 Hp. 15,000 Armour.~~
~~[CEL][ELITE]~~ ~~Iron Gear. -25,000/300,000 Hp. 15,000 Armour.~~
[CEL][BOSS] Talos of Nerà. 19/160 Hp. 6 Armour. 20 Regen.
[AG] Astrec. 642 Charge. Vulnerable!
[A] The Godarm. Oblivion Buster: Active!
[A] Hand of Judgement. BODY: [IIIIII]. MIND: [IIIIII]. SOUL: [IIIIII].
[A] Thistle of Zillywich. +60,000 Power. Durability: 1.

Elevation 4:
[CEL] Dust-Angel. Moves an entity downwards. Rounds Remaining: 3!
~~[PG][ELITE] Carrier. -40,000/300,000 Hp. 15,000 Armour. Flying!~~
[CEL] Fire Elemental. 60,000/60,000 Hp. x8.
[PG][ELITE] Hekatonkhieres. 74/80 Hp. 4 AC. 10 Regen.
[CEL] Dracolich. 21/31 Hp. x5.
[CEL] Dracolich. 16/31 Hp. x2.
[PG][ELITE] Unmanned Ray. 85,000/800,000 Hp. 15,000 AC.
[CEL] Epic Wizard. 5/25 Hp. Invincibility: 5 AC. x3. Prismatic Wall!
~~[CEL]~~ ~~Heavenly Host. -25,000 Hp. Horde.~~

Elevation 3:
[AG-TOG][ELITE] Cloud Giant General. 120,000/150,000 Hp. Invisibility: 50% Dodge. Flying! Elevation: 2.
[AG-Astrec] Clockwork Armillary. 25/25 Hp. 3 AC. 5 Regen. Blast: 2/2. Dispel: 3/3. Flying!

Elevation 2:
[CEL] Fire Elementals. 35,000/50,000 Hp. x6.
[CEL] Fire Elementals. 50,000/50,000 Hp.
~~[AG-TOG]~~ ~~Storm Giant 2. 100,000/175,000 Hp. 5,000 Armour. Thunderbolt: 1/5. Elevation: 2.~~
~~[AG-TOG]~~ ~~Divine Soul, Minor. 20,000/20,000 Hp. Elevation: 2.~~
[???] Harkener, The Newcomer. 10/40 Charge. Petrify: 6/6.
[AG-TOG][ELITE] Auma. 70/70 Hp. Crown of Stars: 5 Remaining!
[A] Necklace of Auma. +15,000 Attack. Supplying an Intellect. Worn!
[A] Orb of Delphi. Passively Scans on Attack. Worn!
[A] Swissarmyknifemodder. +30,000 Attack. Worn!
~~[AG-TOG]~~ Stone Giant Warrior. 60,000/95,000 Hp. Morale Made!
[AG-TOG] Stone Giant Warrior. 20,000/95,000 Hp. Morale Made!
[AG-TOG] Tyrannosaurus Rex. 55,000/60,000 Hp.
[AG-TOG] Iron Golem 1. 180,000/180,000 Hp. Glibglobink Shell: 2/3. Immune to Magic.
[AG-ParadoxDragon] Grand Alchemiter. Elevation: 1.
[AG-JOE] Drone. 60,000/60,000 Hp. DNA Collected: Astrec, Hand of Judgement.
[AG] Nedben. 2/25 Charge.
[AG] Lusiix. 25/25 Charge.
[AG] Sky High. 2/25 Charge.
[AG] iguessimherenow. 25/25 Charge.
[AG] Jaggerain. 22/25 Charge.

Elevation 1:
~~[PG]~~ Experi-Mentals. 100,000 Hp. Horde.
[CEL] Skeleton Horde. 173,000 Hp. Horde.

Elemental Plane of Fire: Secure Location.
Field Effect: Pretty obvious, isn't it? 20,000 Fire Damage per round.

[AG][ELITE] Iron Gear. 307,000/800,000 Hp. 10,000 AC. Immune to Magic! Antimagic Field.
[AG-TOG] Iron Golem 2. 153,000/180,000 Hp. Glibglobink Shell: 3/3. Immune to Magic!

Astral Plane: Tu'narath, Tiamat's Palace.

[???][ELITE] Adult Red Dragon. 40/40 Hp. 2 Armour. Breath: 2/2.
[???] Master Gish. 20/20 Hp. 3 Armour.
[???] Captain. 60,000/60,000 Hp. x3
[???] Gish. 35,000/35,000 Hp. x5.
[???] Githyanki Soldier. 5,000/5,000. x45.

[BOC][BOSS] Boccob. 85/85 Hp. 8 AC. Foresight: +30% Dodge and Accuracy. Starmantle: Destroys nonmagical weapons. Artifact Damage halved. Kinetic Control: Absorbs melee attacks. 0/150. Spell Reflection: Self-Explanatory. Reflects Magic! Ironguard: Immune to metal attacks! Mind Blank: Immune to Psychic attacks! Freedom: Dodge and Accuracy cannot be lowered below 100%! Justice of The Wyrm King: 35,000 Damage to anyone attacking in Melee! Shapechange: Hoo Boy this is going to be wild.
[BOC] Boccob's Familiar. 40/40 Hp. 5 AC. Bodyguarding Boccob! Immune to Magic.
[BOC] Clockwork Armillary. 25/25 Hp. 3 AC. 5 Regen. Blast: 2/2. Dispel: 3/3.
[BOC] Horn Devil. x2. -10 Dodge.
[BOC] Barbed Devil. x3. -10 Dodge.

[AG-JOE] Drone. 60,000/60,000 Hp. x3.
[AG] Nerà. 17/25 Charge. [A] Ebony Staff: Active!

Godmodder Biosphere.
Advantage: [HEAVY PG]
Weather: Sunny. Baseball.
Terrain: Diamond. Baseball.

[PG] The Fourth Praetorian. 90/90 Charge. Invulnerable! [A] Baseball Bat.
[PG][BOSS] ???. ???/??? Hp. Poisoned Claws!
[PG] Megatron. 20/20 Hp. 4 Armour. Fusion Cannon: 2/2. [A] Catcher's Mitt. x2.
[PG] Mithral Golem. 120,000/120,000 Hp. 15,000 Armour. Immune to Magic! [A] Catcher's Mitt.
[PG] Elder Fire Elemental. 64/64 Hp. 6 AC. [A] Catcher's Mitt. x2.
[PG] BOBeoj. 20/20 Pseudo-Charge. [A] Orange Lance. Space Energy Charges: 2. [A] Delirium Coronet. +33,000 Attack. [A] Architect's Cloak. +5 AC. Chronal Energy Charges: 5. [A] Hindsight Helmet. +35,000 Attack. Chronal Energy Charges: 2. [A] Descended Energy Charge: 1 [A] Catcher's Mitt.
[PG] Certsa. 20/20 Pseudo-Charge. [A] Red Scythes. x3. Chronal Energy Charges: 9. [A] Magma U. +11,000 Attack. [A] Swissarmyknifemodder. +30,000 Attack. [A] Single Void Glove. +35,000 Attack. 10% Dodge. [A] Cloudy Days. +16,000 Attack. [A] Bronze Sword-Charm. [A] The Ball.

[AG-JOE] Drone. 60,000/60,000 Hp. DNA Collected: BOBeoj

The Forest.
Morale: N/A.
Field Effect: Countdown: 2.

[???] "The Stranger"?. 0/80 Charge. ~~Vulnerable! [A] The Soul Stone. Precognition: 50/50 SHp.~~ Powers Disabled! Trapped under stone! Observed by JOE!
[???] Harrier Jet. 65,000/65,000 Hp. 10,000 Armour. x6.
[???] Sculpture. 200,000/200,000 Hp. ???. Standing in front of JOE.

[N] Karpinsky Skeleton. 100,000/100,000 Hp. Disabling all Powers! Observed by JOE!

[AG-JOE] Drone. 60,000/60,000 Hp. x4. DNA Collected: Dancing Soldiers.
[AG] JOE. 28/25 Charge. Vulnerable!
[A] Amalgamation Biosuit. 24/40 Hp. 4 Regen. Light: 2/3. Oblivion: 3/5. Godmod: 11/11. Worn!
~~[A]~~ ~~Heavenly Nanogauntlet. +35,000 Power. +2 AC. Durability: 1. Worn!~~
[A] Prism Blade. +28,000 Power. Durability: 1.
~~[A]~~ ~~Eternity's Eradicator. +23,000 Power. Durability: 0~~
[A] Clockwork Carver. +7,000 Attack. Durability: 1.
[A] Spaced Out Headband. +35,000 Attack. Durability: 1.
~~[A]~~ ~~Structurally Sound Red Matter Katana. +26,000 Power. Durability: 0.~~
[A] Circadian Circuitbreaker. +35,000 Attack. Durability: 1.
[A] The Soul Stone.

Inside Facility:

~~[???]~~ ~~Janitor. 5/5 Hp. Unaware.~~(Fled for shelter)

[N] Voidship Frame. ???/??? Hp. Heavy.
[N][ELITE] The Heart? 914,000/914,000 Hp. Heavy.

[AG-JOE] CGOC. 20/20 Hp.

Space:

[???][ELITE] Destroyer. 150,000/150,000 Hp. 10,000 Armour. 50,000 SHp.

[AG-JOE][ELITE] Void VIII + I. 225,000/300,000 Hp. Create: 1/3. Drones available: 0. Missiles Available: 0.
[AG-JOE] Repair Drone. 20,000/50,000 Hp. x2
[AG-JOE] Projection Drone. 50,000/50,000 Hp. Bodyguarding Void VIII+I! 50% Dodge.

I think that's it rn.

DCCCV · Jul 20, 2020

SKALATOPD

The Ego said:
"Let you talk and waste valuable time? Not when so much is at stake. The Teleportation Circle Coordinates and Passcode will be provided to you. Send your forces through to help as rapidly as possible. I have a daughter to save."
Nerà casts Invincibility, Burning Blade, True Strike, Haste and finally Teleport keyed to a certain Circle.
Nerà appears in a golden room, eyes ablaze with arcane witchery that channels dread energies through the windows to his soul. The Aumas that meet him stop themselves from pestering him with petty requests once they see that their Emperor has entered a state of vicious single-mindedness. Nerà takes to the air on dragon-like wisps of indigo flame, riding eldritch magics out onto Celestia.
While climbing up the Mountain is a momentous task, soaring down it is much easier considering that none of the PG defenses are set to stop that. Also, Nerà happens to be a god damned wizard. He flies past the Lucrehulk and through the Carrier (via Dimensional Door, obviously). By the time he collides with the Hekatonkhier he is trailing flames as the air itself burns in his wake. And collide with it he does, taking advantage of his magical Invincibility to shear through the weaker Hekatonkhier and slam the Ebony Staff's wicked red blade of energies foul into the stronger one. The shockwave hits a moment later, knocking over the flaming corpse of the slain hundred handed one. The one still standing (if indeed it still stands) bursts into flame from the spell. This is not enough though, and so the Emperor gives his opponent a mighty kick. One that, thanks to a certain belt, has the force of a Storm Giant backing it.
Nerà soars upwards and, with a word, rains what appear to be molten adamantine arrows down upon the Hekatonkhier.
Still flying upwards, Nerà transmutes the Hekatonkhier's internals into screaming infant kobolds.
Still ascending, Nerà channels spell after spell after spell after spell into the Ebony Staff. "Booming Blade. Enchant Scythe: Giant Slaying +3. Mordenkainen's Blade that Doesn't Suck. True Strike." Still ascending, past cloud and sky. "Vorpality. Elemental Infusion: Lightning. Elemental Infusion: Earth. Rapier Wit. Ar'Cin's Edge. Ghorn's Touch. Angolin's Kick-ass Super-awesome Deathifying Nuclear Chaos Destruction Spell of Flaming Raging Poisoning Doom." The last one is said with a scornful tone and a derisive eyeroll. He's stopped shooting upwards, ascending casually now as though he's already reached his height goal. He looks down at his target, the enemy looking so small from where Nerà rests, wings of flame beginning to peter out. He is ready, nearly. A few more spells:
"Twinned Double Gravity. Maximized Explosive Strike. Quickened Acceleration. Maximized Enlargement: Self. Dispell Flight: Self."
And so, with four times the mass, double the speed and three times standard gravity pulling it all down, Nerà shoots towards the ground with a blade that- even despite him not knowing it's true nature and history- he still is fully confident in its ability to kill gods.
"CLEAVE"
And cleave he does. Straight through the Hekatonkhier, blade first, as well as through several feet of mountain before he can dimension door himself back above to fall upon the enemy a second time. And a third. And a fourth. And a fifth and sixth and seventh time until the velocity is gone and the magicks are spent and the Hekatonkhier is in pieces and Nerà, who had long since dispelled his magical Invincibility, collapses in the crater he made and littered with the flaming chunks of PG entity. Then the blade releases it's Maximized Explosion, covering the fifth layer of the mountain in flame that takes a minute or so to leap and crackle in primal forms before dying down.
[3 Actions and all CP spent]

Chronias aims it's lens at the third Praetorian... Auma (the one on the battlefield) shivers slightly, which looks rather silly since he's in the body of a big green hulking skeleton man.
The Talos, its pilot in awe of her father's devastating brutality, flares its internal 'engine' like the sun to overdrive it's heals. The crystal blade sticking out of its back gleams with the light of internal fire. Gloria aims her canon-arm at the Hekatonkhier at charges up a devastating magical attack. A single bead of azure energy floats slowly towards the Hundred Handed One. One contact with it it pops like a bubble, and from the point of contact a viscous liquid covers the enemy. When the enemy is fully covered in the glowing blue substance it implodes with a soft 'fwoop'. The Hekatonkhier (and several young kobolds) are no more.
The Skyfortress attacks the Carrier directly.
The Dust-Angel pushes it's Hekatonkhier down a level.
The eight fire elementals ascend and swarm the Talos.
The Dracoliches ascend and attack the Hekatonkhier after it's been lowered.
The Arch Wizards Ascend. One, almost as an afterthought, summons an Arcane Consort to try and man the Unmanned Ray in an attempt.to aim it at the Carrier and blast it. If that fails, the mage just nukes the Ray. The other two Wizards shower the three in healing items to Regen a bit.
The Cloud Giant General ascends, uses it's special on the Hekatonkhier and then throws a boulder at it.
The fire Elementals, T-Rex, Iron Golem 1 and Auma all Ascend and attack the Hekatonkhier. Iron Golem 1 uses it's poison to render the hundred handed one vulnerable to magic while Auma mixes solar beams and artifact blasts with a Star from his crown thrown in for good measure.

The Third Praetor watches as you spit, freeze, shatter and dance upon the very idea of his Dimensional Lock by teleporting straight up to Chronias. With the velocity gained by accelerating through two planar layers, Hekatonkhiere I bursts into Abyssal Soulstuff as soon as you run it through with your scythe. Rising upwards and falling towards the Hekatonkhiere II, you manage to get in one good strike, before he catches on, parrying and deflecting your enhanced blows better and better with each subsequent attempt at casting Dimension Door to reacquire altitude to generate force, preventing any further serious injuries.

17 Charge expended. Hekatonkhiere I defeated. 30 Damage to Hekatonkhiere II. Layer 5 Terrain changed to Burning.
+10 AG Morale.
Entities Ordered.

Sky High said:
S.H. pauses.

S.H.: sigh... I can't even keep track of friends and enemies anymore...
S.H.: I think I'll take a rest. Maybe more dreams will help me figure out who I am.

S.H. falls asleep!

You go to sleep!

...Welcome back! Do you feel rested?

JOEbob said:
[0x] The drone replies "wow! that looks amazing! I didn't really have any good close-combat sources yet, so this will fill for that nicely!". A small compartment in the drone opens up, and shwoops up a few animal sheddings or some such, storing them.
[1x] Now, back on the Site...
I run away. ahhh its a scary sculpture aaaa so scary something something I don't actually have a need to stay there long enough for it to attack me anyway aaaaaa. I'd rather they think their nuke broke MECHANE's HEART then that I stole it. Which will, if all goes well, be the only conclusion they can reasonably make. My drones also flee, except one without samples, which will try to drag Karps skeleton along back with it. Technically the drones shouldn't be anomalous, I think. maybe. They come from scientists in a lab, that's the opposite of anomalous, right? I'll just assume it is.
[1x] I alchemise ((E || The Shadowskin || Motormotorspinningcycle || ~Dead Star Plate || Cursed Void Maiden Scarf) && (phoenix lance || eternitys eradicator)) || A belt. = Tesseract Belt. A fourth-dimensional loop to be worn around your waist. , and use that fourth-dimensional nature to seemingly teleport it to CGOC.
[1x] I also preview-and-then-alchemize-and-transport the following Alchemy, if the result of the preview is favourable.
(container full of condensed fire energy [the symbol which keeps things both items share, henceforth KBIS] container full of condensed ice energy KBIS container full of condensed light energy KBIS container full of condensed blood energy KBIS container full of condensed plant energy) [the symbol that keeps anything that's in either item] condensed Spacial Energy.

[CGOC 1 + 2] I use the spacial powers of the Tesseract belt, along with possibly a significant quantity of Spacial Energy. Rather then trying to lift these heavy objects,I create a spacial array to disconnect the space they inhabit, moving it adjacently into a fourth dimensional space. I then take the stretched area of space,twist it around a few times, and tie it into a knot, before cutting the far side of the knot off. Without the twist and knot, this would leave a gaping wound in the universe; instead, it just makes a moderately-sized area seem smaller then it should be.
[CGOC 3] With MECHANES HEART(?) and the voidship frame in their own little pocket dimension, I deemphasize its proximity to the universe it came from, sending it puttering along at a moderate pace to attach to the Facility. Well, I say moderate, but it's still much faster then the expansion of a nuclear blast front.

Entity Orders: The Drones with samples return to the Facility, which begins its preparatory work to integrate all the genes properly and keep the amalgamation from falling apart. The Drone in Tiamat's place asks if Tiamat would be willing to provide samples if I were to supply them with Descended-grade Youth Restoration effects[1]. Void VIII+I keeps running in stealth and leaves the facsimile drone behind (facsimile drone is to preform moderately fast maneuvers to appear to be trying to avoid the Destroyer, but ones slower then the Void VIII+I is capable of.) to flee. Repair drones repair the Void VIII+I.

footnote: [1]
This may seem counterproductive. After all, Dragons get stronger as they age... but only Up To A Point. then there's a few years within which they must prepare to become dead, which happens in various ways like fusing with the land, going to a secret place to die in, or not having enough treasure saved up and so haunting the earth until they get more treasure as some kind of really greedy ghost.
Tiamat is immortal from being, you know, divine, but if Tiamat didn't have that they would be really really old and quite probably dead from that becoming dead thing that happens to dragons- Tiamat is a very special dragon, but they still aren't Ageless-, so Tiamat is dependant on their continued divinity for their continued Existence, and I think the divinity is only being partially effective at preventing aging? but don't quote me on that last bit.
so Tiamat would probably want to get enough magic youth juice or whatnot to get back into their prime and stop being Dependant on divinity and stuff, as a backup in case people stop believing they exist if nothing else.
Additional footnote: I don't seek out Certsa because, if they are indeed anti-astrec in the way I think they are, they will seek me out themself, and if they aren't then it might be a terrible idea to seek them out.

You leave the Forest, and set up a delayed action!

((Due to the nature of your action, it'll happen in the EOTB since it involves entities. Note to self: state how turn order works in the future))

Nedben said:
"Blessing of Children Surviving. Blessing of escaping puppies. Blessing of Resolving That Which Was Unintentionally Damaging To Excess of Preferred Targets. Blessing of Suspiciously Specific Denial. Blessing of No One Asked But Really That Should Be Dealt With. Blessing of Mitigating Unfortunate Long-term Consequences."

The Nedben chaincasts, liberating the transmuted-into-existence screaming infant kobolds, causing them to erupt dramatically only to be moved somewhere innocuous and not problematic. A few other situation-specific cleaning spells later, he mitigates other negative effects of defeated enemies and unwanted collateral damage, then ascends.

You weaken the severity of possible future collateral damage on the Celestia Theatre! Good thinking.

FlamingFlapjacks said:
Astrec expends… a point of mind, body, and soul. A unearthly glow enters the air, and they step off their platform of nanomachines, hovering in the air above the mountain. Astrec points a hand at the mountain, and summons forth a huge pillar of rock, leaping onto it as it ascends upward, pulling them into the zone of the Carrier. He focuses, and the remains of the iron gear join him up there, rocketing forward into the thrusters of the carrier, hopefully damaging them enough to allow him to continue his ascent on the pillar, flying past them. Even more rock erupts from the mountain, pinning the Fighters against the Carriers and hopefully causing chaos. The pillar comes to a stop in the clouds, facing the Lucrehulk.

The nanomachine armor, the power armor he's been wearing, clicks off, falling off Astrec. He jumps off the pillar, landing on the Lucrehulk. The illusion burns off as he breathes in, leveling the Oblivion Buster at the prince.

"Surprise."

Astrec breathes out, and at the same time unleashes 30 CP, a Soul Point, and a Body Point. Focusing on the soul of the mountain, the soul of the Prince, the soul poured into the Lucrehulk as its travelled wherever's its been. The soul of those who've worked on it, fought on or against it. He brings it to life, and then concentrates Body, unleashing pure soul from his body, manifesting as cyan flames that rip across the entire ship, darting towards every form of propulsion this thing has. The CP is split up, aiding in the soul flame's assault and crippling its AC as much it can for whats about to come. As the thrusters get eaten away.. Astrec unleashes two Mind Points, focusing his mind on the mountain. With a yell, he unleashes Gravity magykks, yanking the whole, weakened Lucrehulk straight through the Attack Ships under it (probably ripping through their significantly smaller forms), and straight into the mountain. The prince is pulled away from the Throne, and is then distracted by the hundreds of spikes erupting from the mountaintop, spearing through the Lucrehulk's hull, breaking open fighter bays, and crippling the bottom plating. Astrec then brings his hand down, and warps the mountain, changing the earth, shaping it, to pull the entire Lucrehulk down the mountain. He pulls it down at a angle to smash it into as many things as possible. The gigantic ship is thrown through the Carrier at breakneck speeds (Which probably do, indeed, break someone's neck at this pace), breaking off a chunk of the other ship which sends it spiraling into the Fighter Wing. The Lucrehulk is brought to a stop by a gigantic slab of the mountain forced out right next to the Talos. Astrec then stomps the ground, raising a summoning circle from which the Talos requested on Discord emerges.

This attack and the Talos summoning expend a Lot™ of CP like holy shit. I really hope this is worth it.

Using a final attack, Astrec flips out a grenade and tosses it at the Iron Prince.

"Do I have your attention now? ."
Astrec snaps his fingers, and to add insult to injury, the Clockwork Armillary uses every special at its disposal to blast the Prince. This includes Dispel, which knocks off any buffs he might pull.
"Finally. Everyone, target the Lucrehulk. I'll try and take the Prince down."

An eye opens on the back of the palm of the Hand of Judgement. I swear it just did a cyclopean eyeroll. Regardless, it allows you to ride a pillar of Celestial Marble up the slopes. As you throw the remains of an Iron Gear towards the Carrier in your way, a nanotech net grows, catches and converts the golem wreckage into countless flechettes aimed in your general direction, quickly turning you into a pincushion. Still covered in nanites, the spikes dissolve into your body, reforming into a second second set of muscles opposing your regular movements. -20% Accuracy and Dodge.

Activating the Oblivion Buster on The Prince, it sends forth a sphere of concentrated Oblivion reacting and exploding directly in his face. 8 Damage. Unchanging as ever, his damaged mask stares you in the face as his armour flows to repair annihilated sections.
"Oh. Hello again, Pradis. What a surprise."

The Hand of Judgement glows both Cyan and Magenta, before combining into Indig-

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s grip around Astrec's neck. What remains of the Prismatic Wall continue to sparkle around the Dracoliches as the Attack Ships cut them down. Raising the other Descended into the air, the Praetor presents him as a convenient target for bombardment. If those ships were actually piloted, they certainly would've been out for blood, having taken the brunt of the impact from the Lucrehulk's crashing. 10 Damage to Astrec.
-7 AG Morale

In a twist of Fate, The Dust-Angel brings Hekatonkhiere III down from layer 4 to layer 6, taking 9 damage in the process. The Fire Elementals, now unable to reach the Talos move from Layer 4 to Layer 6 as well, to attack the Hekatonkhieres for 32 damage. Seeing it can't harm the Wizards at all, the Unmanned Ray opts to pepper the restrained Astrec with all 10 of the Concussive Missiles it launches, dealing another 55 Damage. The Epic Wizards heal themselves to full Hp, as well as summon an Arcane Consort, which finds itself unable to take over the Unmanned Ray, and instead tears it apart, dealing exactly 85k damage. It then moves to guard the Epic Wizards.
+5 AG Morale.

Hekatonkhieres III throws a massive boulder, crushing Auma for a whopping 50 damage. The Third Praetor winces at the sight. Assisted by their fighters, the Carrier heavily damages the Skyfortress. Instead of releasing more ships however, it opts to launch a pair of missiles: one to finish it off, another to blow up the T-Rex.
-10 AG Morale

On Layer 2, 7 Fire Elementals rush down to layer 5, but are unable to heal the Talos this turn, at least. Unable to use Glibglobink Shell at the moment, Iron Golem 1 deals 3 damage to the Hekatonkhieres, while Auma deals 22 damage total, scanning them while they're at it:

[PG][ELITE] Hekatonkhieres. 18/80 Hp. 4 AC. 10 Regen.
ACTION
Whirlwind: 3,000x100.
Boulder: 250,000.

JOE's Drone uses the Alchemiter to create the Tesseract Belt, which due to d i m e n s i o n a l i t y finds itself simultaneously tied around the waist of Cake Guy of Cake. More on that later. It also previews Container Full Of Condensed Fire Energy || Container Full Of Condensed Ice Energy || Container Full Of Condensed Light Energy || Container Full Of Condensed Blood Energy || Container Full Of Condensed Plant Energy || Container Full Of Condensed Spatial Energy == Containter Full of Condensed Magic Energy, but is unable to Alchemize it just yet. It then leaves with it's samples.

((I'm being merciful here, you usually should only be able to Alchemize while you're on the same battlefield as the Grand Alchemiter, but this is interesting.))

The Cloud Giant General lowers the Dodge of Hekatonkhiere III by 20%, before tossing a rock at it to deal 6 damage. The Clockwork Armillary moves as close to the Third Praetor as it possibly can, and fires off it's Dispel and Blast, which connect but don't do anything, because he has no buffs, and his armour is much too high. Sorry.

The burning of Layer 5 heals the Fire Elementals present to full, as well as giving 4 Hp to Talos I. The Lucrehulk fires upon Talos I to deal 42 damage and deploys two more Attack Ships, while the remaining Hekatonkhiere II elects to Whirlwind away 6 of the Fire Elementals. With it's almighty arm cannon Talos I blows the Hekatonkhiere apart into smithereens. Talos II sheds the Nanites from everything that happened during its summoning to Heaven.
+4 AG Morale

At Tu'ranath, Boccob and his forces use Nerà's Teleportation Circle to reach the Seventh Layer of Heaven as well. The Prince turns his head in their direction, his grip tightening further on Astrec. "YOU."
Is this the first time he's shown any emotion?

JOE asks whether Tiamat wishes for Descended Youth-potions.

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...That's clearly a no.

At the Godmodder Biosphere, The Fourth Praetor lets the Drone collect a sample of his creature, and waves them off. "bye, mister joe! good luck in your experiments!"

While the stranger remains restrained, and the Sculpture immobile, The Harrier Jets continue to shoot, destroying two drones, and dealing 24 damage to the Biosuit, which it regenerates from the brink to 4 Hp. One of the remaining two drones picks up Karpinksy's Skeleton, which is already beginning to lose it's potency, and the other, holding the DNA from the Dancing Soldiers leaves for The Facility. JOE, his Drone, and CGOC leave The Forest for Space just as the Nuke detonates, the Harrier Jets flying free from the blast, but in different directions.

Now aboard the further-repaired Void VIII+I, the Destroyer takes aim at the faster ship. Clearly, it's confident it can shoot the slower one later. 200k damage to the Void VIII+I. Your ship recieves a transmission which opens itself. It's the King of Earth, sitting upon his mobile throne, the viridian lenses of his glasses glinting in the light.
"Astrec Pradis. Wherever you are, know this: I know you were on my planet again. Remember my warning."
He raises his left hand, which glows a combination of cyan, magenta, and yellow.
It's identical to the Hand of Judgement, but black.
The Red energy signature of an incredibly powerful descended begins to approach the Void VIII+I.
...Get out of there. Now.

Itinerary:
Stop Alethea!
Stop The Invasion:

Defeat the Third Praetorian!
1. Face him personally!
2. Destroy the Lucrehulk!
  1. Reach Elevation 7!
3. Protect the Talon of Nerà!

Foundation + CakeQuest:

Locate The Foundation?
???

Current Godmodder Hp: 48
~~Laboratory Link: Available for all! Need to figure stuff out actually~~

The Void: Neutral Ground.
FIELD EFFECT: Sancturary: Nobody may attack any other.

[GM] The Godmodder. 48/80 Hp.

[AG] Smirk. 25/25 Charge. Has created a Metal Staff.
[A] Nanosuit. Defense Mode: +5 AC. Durability: 2. Worn!

Advantage: [Contested]
Mount Celestia.
FIELD EFFECT: Heaven Fall Down. +5% Dodge/Accuracy per Elevation! Layers 2-6 shuffle each round. Will occur again at end of next round.
Forge: [Base: ][Lens: ][Connector: ][Variety: ][Magnitude: ]
AG Morale: 69%

Elevation 7:
[CEL][BOSS] Chronias, Throne of The Gods. 133/133 Hp. 13 Armour. 26 Regen.
[PG] The Third Praetorian. 52/70 Hp. 12 Armour.
[PG] Attack Ships. 50,000/100,000 Hp. x14.
[BOC][BOSS] Boccob. 85/85 Hp. 8 AC. Foresight: +30% Dodge and Accuracy. Starmantle: Destroys nonmagical weapons. Artifact Damage halved. Kinetic Control: Absorbs melee attacks. 0/150. Spell Reflection: Self-Explanatory. Reflects Magic! Ironguard: Immune to metal attacks! Mind Blank: Immune to Psychic attacks! Freedom: Dodge and Accuracy cannot be lowered below 100%! Justice of The Wyrm King: 35,000 Damage to anyone attacking in Melee! Shapechange: Hoo Boy this is going to be wild.
[BOC] Boccob's Familiar. 40/40 Hp. 5 AC. Bodyguarding Boccob! Immune to Magic.
[BOC] Clockwork Armillary. 25/25 Hp. 3 AC. 5 Regen. Blast: 2/2. Dispel: 3/3.
[BOC] Horn Devil. x2. -10 Dodge.
[BOC] Barbed Devil. x3. -10 Dodge.
[AG] Astrec. 363 Charge. Vulnerable! -20% Accuracy/Dodge
[A] The Godarm. Oblivion Buster: 1/2.
[A] Hand of Judgement. BODY: [IIIIII]. MIND: [IIIIII]. SOUL: [IIIIII].
[A] Thistle of Zillywich. +60,000 Power. Durability: 1.

Elevation 4:
~~[CEL]~~ Dracolich. 6/31 Hp. x5.
[CEL] Dracolich. 1/31 Hp. x2.
~~[PG][ELITE]~~ ~~Unmanned Ray. 0,000/800,000 Hp. 15,000 AC.~~
[CEL] Epic Wizard. 25/25 Hp. Invincibility: 5 AC. x3. ~~Prismatic Wall!~~
[CEL] Arcane Consort. Rounds Left: 2!

Elevation 6:
[CEL] Fire Elemental. 60,000/60,000 Hp. x8.
[CEL] Dust-Angel. Moves an entity downwards. Rounds Remaining: 1!
[PG][ELITE] Hekatonkhieres. 12/80 Hp. 4 AC. 10 Regen.
[PG][ELITE] Carrier. 265,000/300,000 Hp. 15,000 Armour. Flying!
[PG] Fighter Wing. 100,000 Hp. Horde!
~~[CEL][ELITE]~~ ~~Skyfortress. -55,000/450,000 Hp. 10,000 Armour. Flying!~~
[AG-TOG] Iron Golem 1. 180,000/180,000 Hp. Glibglobink Shell: 2/3. Immune to Magic.
[AG-TOG][ELITE] Auma. 20/70 Hp. Crown of Stars: 4 Remaining!
[A] Necklace of Auma. +15,000 Attack. Supplying an Intellect. Worn!
[A] Orb of Delphi. Passively Scans on Attack. Worn!
[A] Swissarmyknifemodder. +30,000 Attack. Worn!
[AG-TOG][ELITE] Cloud Giant General. 120,000/150,000 Hp. Invisibility: 50% Dodge. Flying!

Elevation 2:
[???] Harkener, The Newcomer. 11/40 Charge. Petrify: 6/6.
~~[AG-TOG]~~ ~~Tyrannosaurus Rex. 55,000/60,000 Hp.~~
[AG-ParadoxDragon] Grand Alchemiter.
~~[AG-JOE]~~ ~~Drone. 60,000/60,000 Hp. DNA Collected: Astrec, Hand of Judgement.~~ (Left for Facility)
[AG-Astrec] Clockwork Armillary. 25/25 Hp. 3 AC. 5 Regen. Blast: 1/2. Dispel: 1/3. Flying!
[AG] Nedben. 3/25 Charge.
[AG] Lusiix. 25/25 Charge.
[AG] Sky High. 3/25 Charge.
~~[AG]~~ ~~iguessimherenow. 25/25 Charge.~~ (Presumably left)
[AG] Jaggerain. 23/25 Charge.

Elevation 3:

Elevation 5: 20,000 Fire Damage per round.
[CEL] Fire Elemental. 50,000/50,000 Hp.
[PG][BOSS] Lucrehulk Carrier. 1,150,000/1,150,000 Hp. 20,000 Armour. 150,000 SHP.
[PG] Attack Ships. 100,000/100,000 Hp. x2.
~~[PG][ELITE]~~ ~~Hekatonkhieres. 44/80 Hp. 4 AC. 10 Regen.~~
~~[PG][ELITE]~~ ~~Hekatonkhieres. -10/80 Hp. 4 AC. 10 Regen.~~
[CEL][BOSS] Talos of Nerà. 1/160 Hp. 6 Armour. 20 Regen.
[CEL][BOSS] Talos of Nerà. 160/160 Hp. 6 Armour. 20 Regen.
[AG] Nerà. 1/25 Charge. [A] Ebony Staff: Active!

Elevation 1:

Elemental Plane of Fire: Secure Location.
Field Effect: Pretty obvious, isn't it? 20,000 Fire Damage per round.

[AG][ELITE] Iron Gear. 327,000/800,000 Hp. 10,000 AC. Immune to Magic! Antimagic Field.
[AG-TOG] Iron Golem 2. 173,000/180,000 Hp. Glibglobink Shell: 3/3. Immune to Magic!

Astral Plane: Tu'narath, Tiamat's Palace.

[???][ELITE] Adult Red Dragon. 40/40 Hp. 2 Armour. Breath: 2/2.
[???] Master Gish. 20/20 Hp. 3 Armour.
[???] Captain. 60,000/60,000 Hp. x3
[???] Gish. 35,000/35,000 Hp. x5.
[???] Githyanki Soldier. 5,000/5,000. x45.

[AG-JOE] Drone. 60,000/60,000 Hp. x3.

Godmodder Biosphere.
Advantage: [HEAVY PG]
Weather: Sunny. Baseball.
Terrain: Diamond. Baseball.

[PG] The Fourth Praetorian. 90/90 Charge. Invulnerable! [A] Baseball Bat.
[PG][BOSS] ???. ???/??? Hp. Poisoned Claws!
[PG] Megatron. 20/20 Hp. 4 Armour. Fusion Cannon: 2/2. [A] Catcher's Mitt. x2.
[PG] Mithral Golem. 120,000/120,000 Hp. 15,000 Armour. Immune to Magic! [A] Catcher's Mitt.
[PG] Elder Fire Elemental. 64/64 Hp. 6 AC. [A] Catcher's Mitt. x2.
[PG] BOBeoj. 20/20 Pseudo-Charge. [A] Orange Lance. Space Energy Charges: 2. [A] Delirium Coronet. +33,000 Attack. [A] Architect's Cloak. +5 AC. Chronal Energy Charges: 5. [A] Hindsight Helmet. +35,000 Attack. Chronal Energy Charges: 2. [A] Descended Energy Charge: 1 [A] Catcher's Mitt.
[PG] Certsa. 20/20 Pseudo-Charge. [A] Red Scythes. x3. Chronal Energy Charges: 9. [A] Magma U. +11,000 Attack. [A] Swissarmyknifemodder. +30,000 Attack. [A] Single Void Glove. +35,000 Attack. 10% Dodge. [A] Cloudy Days. +16,000 Attack. [A] Bronze Sword-Charm. [A] The Ball.

~~[AG-JOE]~~ ~~Drone. 60,000/60,000 Hp. DNA Collected: BOBeoj, ???.~~ (Left for lab)

The Forest.
Morale: N/A.
Field Effect: Countdown: 1.

[???] "The Stranger"?. 0/80 Charge. Powers Disabled! Trapped under stone! Observed by JOE!
[???] Harrier Jet. 65,000/65,000 Hp. 10,000 Armour. x6.
[???] Sculpture. 200,000/200,000 Hp. ???. Standing in front of JOE.

Inside Facility:

~~[N]~~ Voidship Frame. ???/??? Hp. Heavy.
[N][ELITE] The Heart? 914,000/914,000 Hp. Heavy. (Moved to Facility)

Space, Near-Earth Orbit:

[???][ELITE] Destroyer. 150,000/150,000 Hp. 10,000 Armour. 50,000 SHp.

[AG-JOE][ELITE] Void VIII + I. 75,000/300,000 Hp. Create: 2/3. Drones available: 0. Missiles Available: 0.
[AG-JOE] Repair Drone. 20,000/50,000 Hp. x2
[AG-JOE] Projection Drone. 50,000/50,000 Hp. Bodyguarding Void VIII+I! 50% Dodge.
[AG-JOE] Drone. 30,000/60,000 Hp. ~~x4. DNA Collected: Dancing Soldiers.~~ (sent to Facility)
[A] Karpinsky Skeleton. 100,000/100,000 Hp. 80% Power Nullification! Isolated from JOE!
[AG-JOE] CGOC. 20/20 Hp.
[AG] JOE. 28/25 Charge. Vulnerable!
[A] Amalgamation Biosuit. 4/40 Hp. 4 Regen. Light: 3/3. Oblivion: 4/5. Godmod: 11/11. Worn!
[A] Prism Blade. +28,000 Power. Durability: 1.
[A] Clockwork Carver. +7,000 Attack. Durability: 1.
[A] Spaced Out Headband. +35,000 Attack. Durability: 1.
[A] Circadian Circuitbreaker. +35,000 Attack. Durability: 1.
[A] The Soul Stone.

DCCCV · Jul 23, 2020

JOEbob said:
[1x] I have the soul stone again! That means I can go back to checking if I'm convincing Without leaving myself stupidly open to attack. I do so, checking whether politely informing the king of earth that actually, my name is JOEbob, JOEbobobobob, JOE bob, or JOE for short, and that Astrec is busy beating his face into a wall of nanotechnology a few universes away. and that I've never heard of the king of earth before in my life. and that if I've somehow offended him, I'd like to at least know Why so I can avoid it in the future. in the Soulstone-test, I also use a stone-simulated Light special to help confirm the truth of my words, and see if it's convincing. then, if they are convinced in-sim, I repeat this action outside the soulstone. In-soulstone, I also check whether his name is "Split" and/or "Adam █████". Other Tacts I try in soulstone (and if successful, out of soul stone) include being weirdly offputting by expressing interest in his limbs, offering him a teleport to Astrec, noting that it's probably not a good idea to make enemies with two descended just to get the attention of a third one, critiquing the unclearness of his message and saying it would have been better replaced with something more direct like "ASTREC YOU BIRCH ARSE MOTHER-RUINER, I SAW YOU ON MY LAWN EARLIER, GET YOUR FACE BACK OVER HERE FOR PUNISHING OR I ROUGH UP YOUR ACQUAINTANCES ", expressing severe bafflement at his tactics, and informing him that actually Astrec and I are mostly just acquaintances and he's kinda reckless so I'm down for helping him teach'm a lesson or whatnot and really, I wouldn't stand in his way if he wanted to bop Astrec in the noggin a few times (not on, in.)... or a hundred times... or a few dodecillion times. I also try apologising for the nuke which went off but make sure to note that it's not actually my fault, seeing as the Chemist stole my stuff, initiated adversarial interactions first, refused to return my stuff,killed loads of my drones, and when I started winning, did the equivalent of throw a temper tantrum by setting off his nuke. How was I to know the Chemist was so immature? or that he'd be willing to set off a nuke? I was just there for a few things he stole from me, it's not my fault that he can't handle justice.
If none of the above strategies work in Soul Gem, my final attempt, occurring out of soul gem without practice, is thus:
"Hello. I don't know who you are very well. King of earth? you resemble a fictional character I read about called 'Split' or 'Adam █████', but that tells me little other then that you're probably connected to METATRON and the result of a Shatter. (Shatters are so pasè. I prefer closed loop personality genesis.)... Regardless. I'm not sure what reason you have to be angry at me, or Karpinsky for that matter- Astrec I dunno, but the camaraderie between me and he is practically completely empty- I can point you his way, if you like, they're in a universe called 'Neraverse' thataway. anyway, I suppose you've likely already got the Chemist's perspective on this incident? Well, the following is mine, and is truthful to my knowledge. I create some cool stuff years in the past. Then I basically stop existing for a few years for complicated reasons. While I'm gone, the Chemist steals all my stuff. I come back. I see my stuff is gone. I find out the Chemist stole my stuff. I track the Chemist down, finding also Karpinsky is fighting some people-I'll get to that later- and help karpinsky out. The Chemist shows up. I tell the Chemist "Hey! You took my stuff! give it back!". The Chemist says AND I QUOTE [I don't really care who you are. My things are my things, and your things are also my things! You are not taking anything from this facility. Not without a fight.]. So, I continue to try to take my stuff back, because if someone robs you, then refuses to give you back your wallet, the appropriate response is not, as he seems to think, letting them keep your wallet. It's Yours! Stealing it from you is Bad and Illegal and you need to TAKE IT BACK AND MAKE HIM PAY."
"...Anyway. I proceeded to, as requested by him, take my things back With a fight. When it looked like I was winning the fight, the Chemist proceeded to throw a hissy fit and set off the On Site Nuclear Warhead, which I proceed to scramble to escape from. And here we are."
"As for Karpinsky, the chain of events there is, I thiiiiink, something like... He wants to make a mecha. He hears about a power source which he'll need for the mecha. He hears about a legendary group which might have the power source. He looks around for the group. He comes across some weird antimemetic soldiers. He says to the soldiers "Hello have you seen this group?". they reply by cutting his ship and possibly his body in half. He fights back. Then the events after I arrived happen."
"You'll notice that in both cases the Chemist attacks entirely peaceful parties and refuses any form of negotiation, and that the Chemist is ALWAYS the one to escalate. If you're trying to be a just king, I hope you can at least understand that there is a reason no nation makes this sort of thing legal."
"If you're not convinced by that, then consider This. Karpinsky and I are both Descended. So, unless you can kill us permanently, fostering bad blood between us will be a big problem for you. I don't know about Karpinsky, but I can promise you that if you don't at least have a legitimate grievance- And you Don't, not against Me, I didn't even know you actually Existed- and you Still try to break my things, I will not relent and I will not shut up and I will not leave you alone until I am Quite Sure you regret it- and even if I weren't the sort to do that, I still wouldn't view you kindly or make any sort of deal with you in the future."
"I've made a similar promise recently. The person I promised to was named The Chemist. Maybe you've heard of them. I believe they're currently 'sleeping off' a point blank nuclear detonation after throwing a hissy fit and completely failing to stop me. Clearly, I have followed through."
"Oh, and all those red sentences and multi-word strings are the Red Truth, which is to say they cannot be a lie. not when I say you in red though, that's me indicating who You is by displaying your descended color and it's only one word, not a multi-word string."
"One Last cautionary Note. In the Future, I WILL have access to a power which DWARFS yours, as a whale dwarfs krill. and if ye yet live, and if ye make me an enemy here, I fully intend to level your kingdom to slag, and then level the slag to slag, and turn the slag to ashes. Overreaction? possibly. But it's true."

Everything Below This Point Only Happens If The King Of Earth Refuses To Listen To Reason, talk things out, or otherwise interact in non-lethal manners, unless otherwise noted. if they are polite and reasonable, then I have no reason not to be polite and reasonable too. if he is reasonable, all these actions go to fuzzball improvements and no CP is expended.
[1x] Since combat isn't likely to go my way and negotiations have evidently failed, I move on... to cowardice! I alchemise the thing I was trying to preview, and wrote the preview for- which would be a container of concentrated space energy. I then shuck off my Biosuit, hand the Soul Gem/stone to my Cake, and using the Spaced Out Headband as a focus, 'pick up' the entire Void VIII+I and metaphorically Throw it off into the distant Void, somewhere more proximate to Neraverse but not There yet. just, away from Here. CGOC is likewise sent off into the distance, soul stone in hand, albeit I drop that body off in a remote and irrelevant patch of void. all the drones- and karpinsky's skeleton- are left behind.
[1x] At the same moment, I use earth powers to conjure a critical mass of uranium where the Void VIII+I's power core or some such used to be, causing a detonation to replace its otherwise-inexplicable vanishment. (egh, now that the soul stones sent to safety I'm going to have to fight for control again aren't I.).

[25 CP] now only holding disposable items like those attack-boosting alchemies, I further reduce the being who I shall refer to as Splut until further notice's ability to inconvenience or harm me by expending almost all of my charge. If it was necessary to remove the Biosuit and stuff from the premises, then it was used earlier I guess, but otherwise I pour this 25 CP into my Fuzzballs. unlike actions, this causes no visible change, rather super-charging the entire assembly. for whenever I eventually finish with it.
[0x] Seeing the Void VIII+I explode, I curse. (this is an act to be realistic)
"Darn! What's karp going to think when he hears about this? well, hopefully he'll be understanding that it wasn't my fault. I think."
"Hm. Well, there's not much left to save. I guess I'll go all out and try to yoink this half-mans half-hand or something, since he won't listen to reason anyway."
"or will I? I mean, if I wanted to do that, I wouldn't be saying my plans out loud. would I? Hm. Maybe I should think things through more."
I then pick up two plates and hold them in front of me threateningly.
(note: the 'it wasn't my fault' bit is true because cyan-my means DtG!JOE who is mostly unconscious still.)

[0x] Meanwhile, DefJO tries to wiggle his way through the blank spot in existence created by Indigo. What are those words I just typed?... they probably don't matter. I mean, DefJO? what would that even Mean? this happens whether or not the king of earth decides to be reasonable.
[0x] Scan Destroyer.

[CGOC 1] on arrival into the distant void, I immediately cloak my energy signature and cast Cake Portal to travel to a random other part in the distant void, then fly in a random direction for a few minutes at near light speed, and repeat the process a few times, to throw off any pursuit.
[CGOC 2] I then send off decoys of my cloaked energy signature in all directions, leave an even More muffled energy signature where I am now, and pick one of the decoy directions as my own instead of the decoy I would've sent. After each decoy has traveled about two light-minutes from the centre point, all the decoys, the muffled signature in the origin point, and I vanish. the decoys vanish in a manner consistent with teleportation, and I teleport. Where to? The facility, in my case, but each of the decoys is headed somewhere different.
[CGOC 3] I then arrive at the facility and start healing up the Biosuit back into reasonably high durability ranges.

The Soul Gem fizzles, failing to replicate Adam Mason, Undisputed King of Earth in any way, shape or form. Before you know it, he's already here.

"I'm quite aware of everything that's happened. I don't care whether you've been stolen from. War be damned, I have a reputation to defend. It does not include allowing other Descended to invade, come to my world in cloaked ships, pass through my borders with no regard to my rules. On this planet, my word is law. Mens rea does not protect you from the consequences of your actions. The actions taken by those in this war mean I need to remind everyone of my power. That requires someone to make an example of. I prefer Astrec, but another would do just well in his place. I understand he's trying to become 'a better person'. He made that resolution on my land. Unless he wishes to be a liar and make another person suffer for his decisions, that makes it all the more important he return to face the consequences of his choices."

An electric field crackles around Adam's throne. Your sudden Alchemization of Space Energy to send the CGOC and Void VIII+I off take him off guard, but he catches you in a time-stop as you try to take off the Biosuit. He watches as you use Space Energy to send the Void VIII+I and CGOC off, but before you can do anything else, phantasmal gears spin around your body, locking you in place. Spaced-Out Headband expended.

"No more tricks."

Scan:
[MSN][ELITE] Destroyer. 150,000/150,000 Hp. 10,000 Armour. 50,000 SHp.
ACTION
Coilguns: 50,000x4.
Nukes: 100,000x2.

Jaggerain said:
The mage decides to switch his gaze to Auma, before he mutters tiredly, slowly rolling his staff as it glows green, sprouting leaves composed of nothing but energy that faded away a few moments later.

"Be healed." He mutters, casting a spell to heal the wounded Auma, the Blight slowly receding in face of the life magic that surged through him.

A green bolt launched at Auma, impacting him, and acting like a gel that covered his wounds before stitching the cuts, un-swelling bruises and mending broken bones

Then he sat down for a moment to catch his breath and recover his Mana.

_____
Action: 3 Charge+Action is used to heal Auma.

You restore 15 Hp to Auma! 3 Charge expended.

Sky High said:
As S.H. awakes, a memory plays through his mind... backwards. A black punch retreating from a metallic face, S. H.'s body flying backwards and spinning out of chains, a reverse battle where neither opponent can make a hit, and then...

S.H.: Xor!

S.H. awakes with a start and looks around. He's definitely not dreaming anymore.

S.H.: ...Odd... I know that's not my name. Whose is it, then?

S.H. ponders this and charges.

Your charge increases by the normal amount!

(Note: In DtG, your charge increases passively. We don't really do Active Charging here. In the meantime, you do get a small boost to your next action, as compensation? Yeah. Here you go.)

The Ego said:
[1] I cast Banishment on Talos 4, returning it to the (Nverse) Elemental Plane of Fire.

[1] Nerà leaps towards the Lucrehulk and cuts through its shield with a lightning-infused slash from the Ebony Staff. Hopefully this crits?

[1] Nerà raises the heat more, the flames on the Fifth level are empowered by the Wand of Fir. Also you forgot to heal Talos 4 from this fire last round.

Chronias has finished charging. Auma Prime is ready. With a whisper within the throne's golden halls, the eye magnified by the large lens inverts and becomes an Eldritch manifestation of cosmic madness. Eyebite is cast at P3, and he's rolling to save from fear.
The Epic Wizards all cast maximized Chill Touch from their heightened point of attack at the Lucrehulk, damaging it but also preventing its shields from regeneration.
The Arcane Consort casts Gravitas, causing the Lucrehulk to slam into the ground.
Auma's magic, artifacts and crown of stars are put to use in finishing off the Hekatonkhier. If that isn't enough to kill it, the Fire Elementals help finish it off.
The Iron Golem bodyguards Auma.
The Dust Angel pushes the carrier into the horde of ships.
The Cloud Giant uses its ability on the Lucrehulk, and then tosses a rock at it.
The final fire elemental communes with the flame, growing it.
Talos 4 Flares it's healing drive while in the plane of fire, impatient to get back to battle.
Talos 7's captain is relieved that his sister is safe for now. It leaps into the air and... fails to fall. Instead, it begins spewing an acid from its right hand, which eats away at the Lucrehulk's AC and HP.

Talos 4 is sent to the Elemental Plane of Fire! You hack through the Lucrehulk's Armour and Shielding to deal 25k damage! You stay in the ring of fire, and the flames get higher and higher!
...That was terrible reference.

((Note: Talos 4 started with 19 Hp, regained 24 to reach 43, then lost (20-6)x3 = 42 Hp from the Lucrehulk to get to 1 Hp.))
Entities ordered!

FlamingFlapjacks said:
Astrec nods.
"You."
"So you can show some emotion. The world's second best inventor finally reveals his true feelings."
Astrec raises the Godarm, and summons a gigantic wall of Elemental Water, superheating it with a thought, then fires it forward at the Prince to melt and distract him as Astrec spins. He leaps at his Descended foe and summons a cyan firestorm around himself, summoning their text color and uhh their soul.
"No more dark gods. No more descended. You, me. Let's go."
The flame solidifies into a set of power armor around Astrec, a mask popping down on his face. Astrec summons a sword in his hand, transforming raw Celestial Marble into a flawless blade, sharpening the edge to a absurd amount, and swinging it at the Prince, firing a lance of flame that covers Astrec coming out swinging. He brings the sword down on the Prince with the force of the Godarm and his Judgement, crumbling the ground around them into goldenrod flames. He unleashes a variety of attacks on his foe. Panels on the armor spit out missiles, a flamethrower on one shoulder and a grenade launcher on the next fire a twin burst, rocket shoes propel him to one side, trying to avoid giving the Prince much room to escape.
He finishes off by throwing the blade forward, then punching with the Godarm, firing out a burst of power from the arm that blows apart the mountaintop.

Entity Orders:
Clockwork Armillary: Aid Nera's forces the best it can?

Your fire-storm fails to generate any Elementals, but does force the Third Praetor to drop you. As you pull at his soul, his armour bulges and tightens, keeping it attached to his body.
...It's red?

Standing his ground, the Prince weaves a defensive curtain with a shimmering pair of long curved blades, materialized from somewhere. As the dust settles from your final blow, the Prince barrels towards you, his armour peeling apart, yet still intact. 13 Damage to the Third Praetor. Armour lowered to 6 AC.

The Aperture on Chronias opens and flashes. Focused sorcery rips through the Third Praetorian's magical defenses. Sol Messiah Passive disabled!

It doesn't stop his charge at all, the nanites still swirling around him forming a wave, sweeping Astrec up. As they're tossed and thrown about in a tube of liquid metal, the Prince turns around on his fake board to talk to them.
"I see you have a lot of charge. You just don't get it, do you?" he sighs. "All this talk about me hiding behind this army, trying to draw me out. Do you really want to fight me one-on-one?" For just a moment, he pulls up his mask to reveal a grin. "Hah. Fat Chance. Wars aren't won by contests between champions. Groups are strong because they work together. Coming here to try fight me by yourself? You've overextended. Truth be told, I'm already losing this fight. Remember what I said earlier? It's only a matter of time before I'm stopped. Maybe you're doing this because want to prove your power to other people. Here's a newsflash:" The Third Praetor jumps off the wave, just as it goes off the Seventh Layer. "I won't let you do this on me."

With Astrec dealt with for the time being, he spins around and sends both of his swords whirling through the air towards Boccob. As the God of Magic sidesteps them both, only for them to reverse course to impale him and his familiar from behind. Boccob loses another Familiar. 32 Damage to Boccob himself. Pulling his swords from their backs, the Third Praetor turns Boccob, placing his foot on their chest. "Not familiar with boomerangs? I've been waiting a long time for this." The God of Magic flashes a thin smile. "You'll have to wait a bit longer. First, let go of me." A sudden wave of force knocks off the Praetorian for 18 damage, but deals 12 backlash damage to himself as well. The two of them get back onto their feet. Heavily damaged, the Iron Prince's mask falls off.

...You're not Nikolai.

"Oh. Oh. So that's why Auma's new body looked familiar..."
The Starmaker seethes with rage. "Familiar? You made me watch as my body killed my friends. For 60 years, I have done nothing but watch as the Demon possessing me turned the world I built into a living hell."
"We offered you a choice, Ron-"
"Rob!"
Boccob sighs. "You shouldn't have left The Pantheon."
"Scorch The Pantheon." The Starmaker turns to face... me. "Ugh, this'll is getting nowhere. Adrasta, I know it's you. Do you remember me? Do you trust me?"
...I do.
The Starmaker points at Boccob. "This... man here. He was one of the people who summoned the Demon that killed your father. The Prince and I intend to open a Gate to Olympus and kill Tinia. Will you stop us?"
I... I don't know. If you're not The Prince, who are they?
"...As God of Truth and Honesty," he looks away. "I think it's best you never know."

A look of dawning comprehension crosses Boccob's face. "Oh-ho. Oh no. It's-"
"Stop." Attack Ships impale both Horn Devils and a Barb Devil with shafts of Hard Light. Remotely breached, the Clockwork Armillary defects, enveloping Boccob with a burst of Elemental Magic, removing his buffs. Before he react, it's electrocuted both of his remaining Barbed Devils.
"I'm in danger."
The Starmaker glares holes into him. "Not. Another. Word."

...

"...Tell you what. If you're still angry at us, you're perfectly welcome to take out your anger on the Lucrehulk. I hope that's okay."

The Epic Wizards and their Arcane Consort throw hands at the Lucrehulk, dealing 320k, as well as temporarily disabling it's shields. The Eight Fire Elementals of Layer Six-Now-Five deal 16 damage to Hekatonkhiere III, leaving it critically wounded. Before dissipating, the Dust-Angel knocks up the Carrier and it's fighters, dealing 25k damage to them both.

"Aegaeon? This is my last order. Please, crush my clone. Auma, it's nothing personal. I've been creeped out this entire time, and now you know why."

Lifting up a boulder, the Hekatonkhiere pulverizes Auma. The destruction of the clone-body causes the Crown of Stars to prematurely detonate simultaneously, blowing the Hundred-Handed One apart as well.

"For the record, we never intended any of the Hundred-Handed Ones to live past this battle. The things they said..." he shivers. "They're nothing like what Greek Mythology says they were like. Completely Chaotic Evil."

The Carrier doesn't attack, simply dropping more fighters than usual this round. Without an Auma to bodyguard, the Iron Golem picks up Auma's Pendant to become Auma instead, acquring their Spellcasting abilities. The Cloud Giant General lowers the Lucrehulk's Dodge, before throwing a Critical Boulder at it for 55k.

The rest of the Descendants shift up to Layer Six-now-Five. Meanwhile, on Layer Five-now-Two, the remaining Fire Elemental joins with the flames, raising their intensity even higher. The Lucrehulk Carrier takes 10k damage and summons four more Attack Ships, which it orders to Bodyguard itself. Unshielded from the temperature, all of the Attack Ships take 30k from the Fire. All four of these Attack Ships are then promptly destroyed, another taking another 20k damage from the Seventh Talos attacking it.

In the Elemental Plane of Fire, Iron Constructs bask in it's heat to restore Hp. As the Fourth Talos flares its engines for greater healing, a Fire Elemental pops out. A very specific Fire Elemental.

"Well well well, what do we have here. I come in peace."

At Tu'ranath, JOE's Drones and the Githyanki stand around awkwardly. The Master Gish clears their throat. "Sir, with all due respect? I think, I think maybe you can leave now?"

The Fourth Praetor goes back to playing Baseball. Is anyone interested in watching him at the moment?

In Near-Earth Orbit, Adam checks his watch. "Astrec has... one Dopp to come."

Meanwhile in Space, nothing happens. Space is big, okay? Huge.

The Planes rearrange themselves again. The Starmaker throws his hands to either side of his body. "...I guess you're also welcome to hit me in the face as well? I can't stop you anyways. Fire away?" He braces for any oncoming attacks.

...I don't know. What are your calls?

Itinerary:
Stop Alethea!
...Stop The Invasion?:

???

Foundation + CakeQuest:

???

Current Godmodder Hp: 48
~~Laboratory Link: Available for all! Need to figure stuff out actually~~

The Void: Neutral Ground.
FIELD EFFECT: Sancturary: Nobody may attack any other.

[GM] The Godmodder. 48/80 Hp.

[AG] Smirk. 25/25 Charge. Has created a Metal Staff.
[A] Nanosuit. Defense Mode: +5 AC. Durability: 2. Worn!

Advantage: [Contested]
Mount Celestia.
FIELD EFFECT: Heaven Fall Down. +5% Dodge/Accuracy per Elevation! Layers 2-6 shuffle each round. Will occur again at end of next round.
Forge: [Base: ][Lens: ][Connector: ][Variety: ][Magnitude: ]
AG Morale: 69%

Elevation 7:
[CEL][BOSS] Chronias, Throne of The Gods. 133/133 Hp. 13 Armour. 26 Regen.
[PG] The Starmaker!?. 21/70 Hp. 3 Armour. 15 Regen.
[A] Astral Prism-Blades. Light: 20. x2.
[PG] Attack Ships. 50,000/100,000 Hp. x14. Flying!
[BOC][BOSS] Boccob. 41/85 Hp. 8 AC. Foresight: +30% Dodge and Accuracy. Starmantle: Destroys nonmagical weapons. Artifact Damage halved. Kinetic Control: Absorbs melee attacks. 0/150. Spell Reflection: Self-Explanatory. Reflects Magic! Ironguard: Immune to metal attacks! Mind Blank: Immune to Psychic attacks! Freedom: Dodge and Accuracy cannot be lowered below 100%! Justice of The Wyrm King: 35,000 Damage to anyone attacking in Melee! Shapechange: Hoo Boy this is going to be wild.
~~[BOC] Boccob's Familiar. 40/40 Hp. 5 AC. Bodyguarding Boccob! Immune to Magic.~~
[PG] Clockwork Armillary. 25/25 Hp. 3 AC. 5 Regen. Blast: 1/2. Dispel: 1/3.
[BOC] Horn Devil. x2. -10 Dodge.
[BOC] Barbed Devil. x3. -10 Dodge.

Elevation 6:
[A] Orb of Delphi. Passively Scans on Attack.
[A] Swissarmyknifemodder. Attack Power: 30,000.

[CEL] Fire Elemental. 60,000/60,000 Hp. x8.
~~[CEL]~~ ~~Dust-Angel. Moves an entity downwards. Rounds Remaining: 1!~~
~~[PG][ELITE]~~ ~~Hekatonkhiere III. -4/80 Hp. 4 AC. 10 Regen.~~
[PG][ELITE] Carrier. 240,000/300,000 Hp. 15,000 Armour. Flying!
[PG] Fighter Wing. 175,000 Hp. Horde!
[AG-TOG][ELITE] Auma. 180,000/180,000 Hp. Glibglobink Shell: 3/3. Immune to Magic.
[A] Necklace of Auma. Supplies Spells. Worn!
~~[AG-TOG][ELITE]~~ ~~Auma. -15/70 Hp. Crown of Stars: 4 Remaining!~~
[???] Harkener, The Newcomer. 12/40 Charge. Petrify: 6/6.
[AG-ParadoxDragon] Grand Alchemiter.
[AG-Astrec] Clockwork Armillary. 25/25 Hp. 3 AC. 5 Regen. Blast: 2/2. Dispel: 3/3. Flying!
[AG] Nedben. 4/25 Charge.
[AG] Lusiix. 25/25 Charge.
[AG] Sky High. 4/25 Charge.
[AG] Jaggerain. 24/25 Charge.

Elevation 3:

Elevation 5: 30,000 Fire Damage per round.
~~[CEL]~~ ~~Fire Elemental. 50,000/50,000 Hp.~~
[PG][BOSS] Lucrehulk Carrier. 740,000/1,150,000 Hp. 20,000 Armour. 0 SHP: 1 Round left! -20% Dodge.
[PG] Attack Ships. 70,000/100,000 Hp.
[PG] Attack Ships. 50,000/100,000 Hp.
[CEL][BOSS] Talos of Nerà. 160/160 Hp. 6 Armour. 20 Regen.
[AG] Nerà. 2/25 Charge. [A] Ebony Staff: Active!

Elevation 2:

Elevation 4:
[AG] Astrec. 363 Charge. Vulnerable! -20% Accuracy/Dodge
[A] The Godarm. Oblivion Buster: 1/2.
[A] Hand of Judgement. BODY: [IIIIII]. MIND: [IIIIII]. SOUL: [IIIIII].
[A] Thistle of Zillywich. +60,000 Power. Durability: 1.
[CEL] Epic Wizard. 25/25 Hp. Invincibility: 5 AC. x3.
[CEL] Arcane Consort. Rounds Left: 1!
[AG-TOG][ELITE] Cloud Giant General. 120,000/150,000 Hp. Invisibility: 50% Dodge. Flying!

Elevation 1:

Elemental Plane of Fire: Secure Location.
Field Effect: Pretty obvious, isn't it? 20,000 ~~Fire~~ Damage per round.

[PG] The Second Praetorian. 80/80 Charge. 32 Ac. Opponent: []. [A] The Axe. Absolute control over Fire. Can Burn targets.

[AG][ELITE] Iron Gear. 347,000/800,000 Hp. 10,000 AC. Immune to Magic! Antimagic Field.
[AG-TOG] Iron Golem 2. 180,000/180,000 Hp. Glibglobink Shell: 3/3. Immune to Magic!
[CEL][BOSS] Talos of Nerà. 45/160 Hp. 6 Armour. 20 Regen.

Astral Plane: Tu'narath, Tiamat's Palace.

[???][ELITE] Adult Red Dragon. 40/40 Hp. 2 Armour. Breath: 2/2.
[???] Master Gish. 20/20 Hp. 3 Armour.
[???] Captain. 60,000/60,000 Hp. x3
[???] Gish. 35,000/35,000 Hp. x5.
[???] Githyanki Soldier. 5,000/5,000. x45.

[AG-JOE] Drone. 60,000/60,000 Hp. x3.

Godmodder Biosphere.
Advantage: [HEAVY PG]
Weather: Sunny. Baseball.
Terrain: Diamond. Baseball.

[PG] The Fourth Praetorian. 90/90 Charge. Invulnerable! [A] Baseball Bat.
[PG][BOSS] ???. ???/??? Hp. Poisoned Claws!
[PG] Megatron. 20/20 Hp. 4 Armour. Fusion Cannon: 2/2. [A] Catcher's Mitt. x2.
[PG] Mithral Golem. 120,000/120,000 Hp. 15,000 Armour. Immune to Magic! [A] Catcher's Mitt.
[PG] Elder Fire Elemental. 64/64 Hp. 6 AC. [A] Catcher's Mitt. x2.
[PG] BOBeoj. 20/20 Pseudo-Charge. [A] Orange Lance. Space Energy Charges: 2. [A] Delirium Coronet. +33,000 Attack. [A] Architect's Cloak. +5 AC. Chronal Energy Charges: 5. [A] Hindsight Helmet. +35,000 Attack. Chronal Energy Charges: 2. [A] Descended Energy Charge: 1 [A] Catcher's Mitt.
[PG] Certsa. 20/20 Pseudo-Charge. [A] Red Scythes. x3. Chronal Energy Charges: 9. [A] Magma U. +11,000 Attack. [A] Swissarmyknifemodder. +30,000 Attack. [A] Single Void Glove. +35,000 Attack. 10% Dodge. [A] Cloudy Days. +16,000 Attack. [A] Bronze Sword-Charm. [A] The Ball.

Space, Near-Earth Orbit:

[MSN] Adam Mason. 90/90 Hp.
[A] Regnum Dei. ???/??? Hp. Shielding: ++++++++++ 100%.
[A] Hand of Judgement. BODY: [IIIIII]. SOUL: [IIIIII]. MIND: [IIIIII].
[A] ???.
[MSN][ELITE] Destroyer. 150,000/150,000 Hp. 10,000 Armour. 50,000 SHp.

[AG-JOE] Repair Drone. 20,000/50,000 Hp. x2
[AG-JOE] Projection Drone. 50,000/50,000 Hp. Bodyguarding Void VIII+I! 50% Dodge.
[AG-JOE] Drone. 30,000/60,000 Hp.
[A] Karpinsky Skeleton. 100,000/100,000 Hp. 80% Power Nullification! Isolated from JOE!

[AG] JOE. 28/25 Charge. Vulnerable!
[A] Amalgamation Biosuit. 8/40 Hp. 4 Regen. Light: 3/3. Oblivion: 5/5. Godmod: 11/11. Worn!
[A] Prism Blade. +28,000 Power. Durability: 1.
[A] Clockwork Carver. +7,000 Attack. Durability: 1.
~~[A]~~ ~~Spaced Out Headband. +35,000 Attack. Durability: 1.~~
[A] Circadian Circuitbreaker. +35,000 Attack. Durability: 1.

Elsewhere:

[AG-JOE][ELITE] Void VIII + I. 75,000/300,000 Hp. Create: 2/3. Drones available: 0. Missiles Available: 0.
[AG-JOE] CGOC. 20/20 Hp.
[A] The Soul Stone.

DCCCV · Jul 31, 2020

Sky High said:
S.H. decides to climb Mount Celestia and punch the Lucrehulk carrier. With his mechanical arm, obviously, he's no fool.

Your punch deals 10k damage. It's a heavily-armoured Carrier, alright?

JOEbob said:
[0x] DefJO has successfully wiggled/side-shuffled/ledgegrabbed their way into reality. There are a few ways this might have played out. DefJO may have brought over the mind, but no power. DefJO may have brought over their power, and their mind. I suppose technically power might have come through Without mind, but then that's not really DefJO.
In the first scenario, DefJO has arrived into the world, but is low on strength; they need a source of power in This world in order to, uh. not die, and not be weak. So, they would search for another JOE.
Luckily, finding a Descended acting as Playwrite is easy, if you know what to look for. You must blur your vision, see the nonshape; the fights which Don't happen, or where neither side is harmed.
DefJO is not a playwrite. He does not know what to look for.
Still, it's not like DefJO doesn't have a chance. Since they're looking for a JOE, the obvious route is 'look up JOE on google - void edition' or the equivalent. Which would lead their bodyless mind either to stories of the R/DtG!JOE Descended body, or to the Channel Five News, which, despite the protestations of DtG!JOE, makes very little sense if it isn't at least part of the JOEness descended. And from there, even if they don't know how to see the nonshape, It's a lot easier to see a thread attached to a single person you're investigating then to find the threads directly. DefJO crab-walks over to the JOEness Descended and, well, says hello. and they oblige.

But perhaps they come in with power and mind! Then DefJO's first act is probably to make 3 attack shields around themself because they don't know how dangerous this place is. Though, considering the lack of DefTG-type Godmodders, the permanent death of a Player may very well be impossible.

If something else more specific happens, well, it's not general enough for me to guess what they'd do.

[0x] In light of various discord occurences, there might be parts of this post that don't make sense? I don't know, I'm not going to look through it for implications.
[1x] I use the Light special to heal up the Biosuit, because it needs healing.
[1x] having had a conversation with Split, I do a very small nod/first 5% of a bow at them- a sort of polite acknowledgement which to my knowledge doesn't indicate actual Fealty or anything- And depart.
[1x] I heal the Biosuit some more.
[25 CP] 25 CP is spent on the fuzzball project -since if My CP remains full, most of the Regen will be wasted.

[Void VIII+I] Moves from where it ended up to somewhere else to make tracking even more difficult. Once Create is charged, make a new repair drone.
[CGOC - 1 & 2] I create some construction microbots and feed them into chained cloaking portals leading to the facility, where they will continue work on the Voidship. Although... Perhaps MEKANEs heart can be of use here? eh, later.
[CGOC 3] Even More evasive maneuvers! There are never enough evasive maneuvers!

Three pairs of wings sprout from the DefJO's back.
((Note: You don't really control DefJO. You suggested that an entity appear from the Indigo, and it's been called DefJO yes, but you do not control them. Is that clear? Okay.))

JOE: *uninteligable grumbling about partial failure.*
JOE: ...hey, so uh, first of all, fair warning, there is a distinct possibility I'll have some kind of wack seizure in the near future with my text color changing uncontrollably. It's because I sent off that pretty rock, it kept that under control.
JOE: more importantly. I agree Mens Rea or lack thereof wouldn't be justified to protect me from the consequences of my actions if I, say, charged your throne room butt-naked carrying two nookular plates and trailing aero-ghouls, and then realized you were stronger then me. This is not the case here, however:

JOE: In this case, my only crime appears to be... flying to your planet. That's it. I didn't even know it was Your planet; My scans showed the Chemist too, so I thought it was more or less a neutral ground. Sure, the place with your power signature-new york iirc?- obviously that would be yours. But I was going to the chemist, who is coloured polar opposite to you. I don't know about Karp, and him coming to your world in a cloaked ship or whatnot. I was not cloaked. I was wearing a paper-thin texture swap to keep myself from being (somehow) mistaken for Cake Guy (this has happened before. I don't know why), but it's not like I hid my energy signatures or made myself invisible.

looks up if Adams laws list self defense as a crime. if not:

JOE: 'but JOE', a hypothetical less intelligent listener then you might ask. 'you fought the Chemists stuff and then a nuke went off'. Self Defense Is Not A Crime. I came over, and proceeded to defend myself with a reasonable amount of force when attacked. Then the chemist set off a nuke.
JOE: I understand your desire to, well, not get repeatedly harassed by descended.
JOE: Unfortunately, making an example out of people will not cause descendeds who have never heard of the example and arrive incidentally from doing so. I would suggest some kind of signpost. maybe something saying in big bold letters 'THIS PLANET IS SOVEREIGN TERRITORY OF ADAM MASON A POWERFUL DESCENDED. REGISTER YOUR ENTRY, FLEE YE NOW, OR PERISH'. Maybe you should ask the updater to give all the idiots- or in my case, intelligent people willingly marooned from the far future- a warning.

JOE: Regardless. I'd really rather things not come to combat between us, and I'm actually quite interested in the possibility of positive-sum relations. Shame it seems you won't be up for that unless Astrec ha*mumble mumble*... ahem, uh, Do you have anything you'd like to say in response to all this?

Adam thinks over what you said. "I have no idea where you've been if you don't know who's ruled Earth for over 20 years. For crying out loud, my face is on every street corner."

Clearly fuming internally, his grip tightens on the armrests of his throne.
"What was it you said, Neraverse? As in, Neranyë's Universe?"

JOE: I've beeeeeEE$*&

#-)!*#EEeeeen In a single universe with no contact with the void until this war starte---

-eed. And in the distant future when an Omega Godmodder Reemerged for several years before/ at the same time as/after that. Suffice it to say that if you don't plaster your message on the Entities in this war or provide it telepathically to all who approach, I wouldn't know of you directly (My knowledge of your splitness and general comprehension on a wide range of topics originates from highly anomalous sources and doesn't grant me knowledge of the current state of things,only knowledge of the connections between concepts.). It is a failing on my part, I admit.

JOE: Uh... probably Not? I think their name is technically pronounced... Nerà
is now a copypasta
? They're a Descended in this War my Bluer Self blundered into. At least, I don't think their full name was Neranye- nobodys called them that that I can see. Their universe had a large quantity of gods, of which many died. of them remain Boccob, Tiamat, and some others I don't know of. Does that narrow things down? it's... thataway.

JOE points in the direction of Neràverse

JOE: ....wait, I shouldn't have been so flippant and mentioned that stuff about the future, should I've? You're probably strong enough to actually mess with it, unlike. most of the people I talk to. ah well, the past is the past.

JOE: ...well, actually, the past is only sometimes the past but that is beside the point.

He picks up the sword in his lap, it's blade broken, snapped in half. A golden Omega-symbol can be seen on its hilt.

JOE: does this mean you Are an Omega Godmodder- wait, no, you're a descended, that's almost-guaranteed by conceptual context. So I guess you've... killed, or helped kill, Omega Godmodders before? mentioning this is seeming like it was less and less intelligent, unless you already knew?

"You claim to be from the future. Why should I believe you?"

JOE: Well... in light of how I just said mentioning it seemed like it had been a bad idea, I don't actually. Want you to believe me. that I didn't know about you before now is the thing I mentioned it because of, and if you look at the past of my body with no search for time travel you'll still see I was in a single universe with no voidic contact until this war.

"...You brought him here, didn't you?"

JOE: brought who here?

"Tall. Green Hue. Petrified Trollskin Cloak."

JOE: Ah, yes. I will not deny that Harkener, also known as Newcomer, previously misnomerified as DCCCV, arrived at the same time as my sudden personality and dialogue shift.

JOE: considering also the already-in-progress game I visibly began running which, Harkener was a temporary participant in and continued for a time without needing to become aquainted with the rules, it is a reasonable conclusion that there is some connection between myself and him, but I do not have reason to attempt to argue you into believing I am from the future.

"Oh, no. I believe you now."

JOE: If I am not from the future, attempting to convince you would be lying. If I am from the future, I have already implied I would rather avoid your joining that implied War. And if you decide you believe it on your own, there is little I can do to change that in any case, since if I am not from the future I would not do so, meaning that if I do try to change that, it wi-
Aw, dang.

JOE: ...so, if you believe me, what does that change from here?

"Nothing you need to know. Go back to your hidden universe. Isolate yourself until your Godmodder comes. Live."

JOE: ...'Aight. I can't promise anything about whaaaa---

#----at I d----

----o once I, well, Return, though. Good odds they'll leave the 'Verse again, but there's little I can do about that.

"Do you believe the future to be set?"

JOE: Ah! that's an interesting topic, actually. the interesting thing I've noticed with time travel, is that it does at least Seem like- Well, you ever hear the phrase 'time is a breadloaf already baked'? It's a sort of analogy for determinism, a single coherent and immutable timeline. And it seems like it's simultaneously true, and false. I mean, my very existence is a closed time loop- if future BlueMe doesn't hate that time's Me, then I wouldn't come back hating BlueMe, and wouldn't create myself, which makes it seem like my existence is rather Set- at least in those parts, and why not the others? yet equally it is quite difficult for one to see the future actions of a descended- I would know, as I have tried; it gives a overlapping series of countless visions, if memory serves, suggesting the future is Unset. I'm... not sure which way it is. Maybe it's both? maybe things are set where there are strong requirements for causal loop maintanace, but can vary beyond that? Iiiii don't know, to be honest.
JOE: but, if I was unclear... that isn't that I meant about not being able to promise anything once I return- I meant I can't restrain Blue-Me effectively when I'm not in this time.

Streams of information beam themselves across Adam's eyeglasses as he turns his throne around. The Destroyer leaves to resume its regular patrol-route.
"Go in peace. May we never meet again."

The Biosuit lights themselves up. 20 Hp restored. After leaving with the rest of your things, you heal the Biosuit for 2 more Hp.
You also use 25 Charge to fully develop the Fuzzballs as far as they can possibly go.

CGOC adds to the Voidship... which the Clockwork Heart has merged with. Already, it's beginning to whirr, give off smoke and tick.

[Insert things about Facility Goings-Ons]

Nedben said:
The Nedben tires of the incessant wimeys of time. Nope nope nope nope nope.

He preemptively establishes an alternate causality by means of forcible event continuity arrangement and keeps it in reserve. Enough of this crass immediate-time manipulation, we'll need a more nuanced assault on present history to avoid simply being killstopped. Volumes of possibility or something.

((Yes, really, I ran out of good ideas so I invented Time 2 because good god we're sitting ducks against time users. Nope nope nope countermeasures time.))

You impose a moratorium on actions based around time manipulation!

The Ego said:
/RPlocoholdor

—Elemental Plane of Fire—

—Nerà, Quirrun, Auma, Boccob, Starmaker—

Nerà addresses the captain of Talos 7. "Your sister is safe. Safer than she deserves to be, given her failure here, but her Talos was too valuable to lose." The captain (Quirrun) is interrupted from expressing his anger at his father's dismissal of Gloria's feats on this battlefield by Nerà teleporting the two of them up to the Starmaker.
"Well, Boccob. Somehow I expected more from the Lord of Hell. At least a few more fiends. I've no clue how you managed to last as long as you did. Besides being a shut-in virgin, obviously. Regardless, the tables have certainly turned now."
Nerà faces the Starmaker.
"'Ron-' was it? Whatever quarrel you have with our Lord of Hell, it is of no concern to me. He holds no place in my heart, believe me. My only concern here is protecting that and those which are mine, and if you cease fire upon my forces we will grant you the same in turn. However, your 'Iron Prince's is another matter. He invades my land, brings war into my reign of peace and now threatens the true heart of power, as well as killing many of my men. From what I have been told, his intentions on this plane will result in even more suffering for my people, and in the worst case scenario I will be forced to raze this holy mountain in defense of my nation. I do not wish it to come to this any more than your Praetorian friend does, however, and so I ask of you that you allow me to parlay with him. Perhaps the bloodshed can end here, if your master is as reasonable as he often presents himself to be. The alternative, of course, is his destruction and- if you stand in my way- yours as well."

The Starmaker nods. "Very well. I formally declare my ceasefire."
The nanotech covering Celestia recedes. Converges together, it compresses into a replica of what the Starmaker wore just moments ago. The Dimensional Lock lowered, the Third Praetor teleports into his suit, armour glowing to life.
"Hello, hello. We meet at last. Let's talk."

FlamingFlapjacks said:
"No, no, no. You don't get to just- just throw this away. You- I'm not going to let you do this to me. I have power. The world loves us! You're the bad guys, we're the good guys, and don't get to just throw me- this away. I've destroyed your ship, I've destroyed your army, and I don't care about your mask. I'm the hero her- we're the heroes here. Nera, Karpinsky, ME. And you don't get to just-"
Astrec smashes the Godarm into the mountainside, the cyan flames around him dim as he punches the mountain it, futility firing stone pillars at the Starmaker.
"I changed! I have power! I'm the hero here! The alchemist! The. The creator. You.."
"You're not even the Iron Prince! And you dare to.."
Astrec slashes the sword through the air, firing strikes of wind, light, whatever they muster in their rage at the mountain. Astrec focuses, and calls them Swissarmyknifemodder back to him, razor sharp blades erupting from the arm he calls it to. From it he forces tendrils of golden light and reality warped wire, flinging Astrec up the mountain. He levels his arm up, lashing out with the tendrils to try and pull the Starmaker down to him. They spin their blade, mixing in the cyan light of it with pure white and golden energy, and lunge at the prince.
"There's nothing I need to prove. Nothing! You're the masked one here! The- The high and mighty. I'm a Descended! Descended from heaven! And you're.."
Their new set of power armor grows and twists forcefully around them, curling around the Godarm and Hand of Judgement, a helmet forming around Astrec's head.
Entity Orders:
Clockwork Armillary: Attack the Starmaker. Possible morale check from seeing uh, Boccob get nuked.

With as much power as you can muster, you pull yourself up Mount Celestia. As you approach the Starmaker, the True Third Praetor moves between the two of you and makes a scissoring motion with his arms. Your tendrils sever themselves, and your momentum carries you all the way up to the Seventh Layer, but without any control over your motion, to come to a crashing at his feet. Looming over you, the Third Preator leans in close.
"Collect your thoughts, Pradis. You aren't thinking straight. Keep an open mind. But in the meantime-" Reaching around your neck, he breaks the chain holding the Ouroboros Drive. "I can't have you Pulsing around."

Ender_Smirk said:
"Hm, apparently Piono has either gone to a place called Moog station, or he has made a significant effort to make a large beacon of earth and water energy at that location as a decoy. If these accomodations satisfy you, I will inform you as soon as I gain the others' agreement to join the meeting, and it can begin. Unless you have any further questions, I'll be off to see whether Piono is making a decoy, or if he genuinely is there, as I get the sense it would be close to impossible to get those Centurions to attend before the campaign over Nerá's world has concluded, so it is likely more productive to find out where Piono is. If you have any forces available who could aid me in this, I'd appreciate the backup, given how he seems to be hunting elemental weapons, and you have at least two wielders amongst your ranks, and thus a vested interest in him not accomplishing the full collection."
Unless Alethea objects, Smirk then opens a quick portal, and jumps through to roughly where his drone is, applying the same defenses from visibility he had the drone, and looks around the location.

The Godmodder nods. "Piono is a rising issue I've been meaning to deal with. Perhaps we can work together at some point?"

You teleport to Moog Station, where you find that a crowd has surrounded a certain someone. Three extra pairs of multicoloured arms holding pens surround him, signing whatever the crowd offers, from books, to t-shirts, to weapons.

The Ego said:
"Very well. Leave now in peace, for we have a system to save and no time to waste on the likes of you."

[3] I subtly activate the Ebony Staff's Soul Absorption effect...

all my entities on Celestia fly, leap or otherwise move towards Chronias... but then in an instant and without warning attack Boccob and Starmaker. Boccob goes down to Talos 7's canon attack, blasting into wisps of divine essence that the Ebony Staff absorbs. The combined might of wizards, Giants, elementals, golem and Chronias itself should be enough to rend "Rob" to a soul and chunks of salsa. I absorb his soul into the scythe as well.

...

Jaggerain said:
The mage attempts to walk forward despite the Blight, but he stumbles on an object, smashing his toe on a metallic object.

He grips his hurt toe, and grits his teeth, and hops a little.

"Maker, blast it!" He curses, before he glares at the offending item, however his eyes widen, when it appears to be...

"An arm?" He asks, as he picks up a metal arm composed of some silvery-blue metal, which twitches when he pries it loose from the ground.

"It still works? Does it belong to an Golem?" He asks, watching as the arm twitches in certain directions when he moves it around.

But only on certain directions

"Does it...know where to find the missing pieces?" He questions.

He aims the arm in a direction where it twitches a little, and begins moving.

________
Action: Active Charge: Humpty Dumpty: Find the Automaton pieces! Is set! 1/10.

Despite the mounting tension, both the Third Praetor and Starmaker pay a bit of attention as to what you're doing below.
"You?"
"I thought it was yours."

A large horn emerges from the depths of Chronias, from which Psychic Scr- Nerà.
Nerà, what are you doing?!
Nerà, please stop!
Stop!
STOP!
STOP!
...
>ARBITER DISCONNECTED.
>COMMENCING AUTO-DESCRIPTION...
>CELESTIA
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN is IMMUNE to PSYCHIC DAMAGE.
>THE STARMAKER takes 57 PSYCHIC DAMAGE.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: No, no, no, no, NO.

>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: I'm so sorry.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN retrieves THE POWER STONE.
>THE STARMAKER raises a hand.
>THE STARMAKER: Stop.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: Why?
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: I should have thought this through more.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: I should have kept you safe.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: I shouldn't have gone off on my own.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: Let me save you.
>THE STARMAKER: I should be the one apologizing.
>THE STARMAKER: You've already done more than enough for all of us.
>THE STARMAKER: We came together, a group of misfits who were never meant to live.
>THE STARMAKER: We thought we could make the perfect world.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: But you weren't strong enough to face The Pantheon.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: I already know this.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: I ca-
>THE STARMAKER: You can't do this alone.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: I wo-
>THE STARMAKER: You can't do this with just your allies either.
>THE STARMAKER: Do you understand what I'm saying?
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: ...Yes.
>THE STARMAKER: Change this narrative.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: ...You still have more to live for.
>THE STARMAKER: You have more to live for.
>THE STARMAKER: My world is on the other side.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: What about Adrasta?
>THE STARMAKER remains silent.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: ...You deserved better.
>THE STARMAKER: We all did.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: I'm so sorry.
>THE STARMAKER: Thank you.
>THE STARMAKER: Don't live alone.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN expends all extra TIME allowed by NEDBEN'S TIME 2.
>TIME 2 has no more TIME for any more TIME DILATION.

>THE STARMAKER'S head explodes.
>THE STARMAKER'S death is ruled JUST.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN stands over THE STARMAKER'S HEADLESS CORPSE.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN retrieves the ASTRAL PRISM BLADES.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN cremates THE STARMAKER'S HEADLESS CORPSE.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN lays the ASTRAL PRISM BLADES upon THE STARMAKER'S PYRE.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: ...Thank you.
>ATTACK SHIPS pay tribute to THE STARMAKER by firing their HARD-LIGHT CANNONS into the air.
>BOCCOB: W-what's going on!?
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: Nerà is unable to control himself.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: I suggest you prepare for the attempt on your life.
>BOCCOB generates a 170,000 Hp DIVINE SHIELD to protect himself.
>THE FIRE ELEMENTALS attack BOCCOB, but he is immune to FIRE DAMAGE.
>THE CARRIER does not do anything.
>THE FIGHTER WINGS remain on standby as well.
>AUMA casts EYEBITE.
>BOCCOB counterspells Auma, changing their gaze to fall upon a Fire Elemental instead.
>AUMA also slashes at BOCCOB'S DIVINE SHIELD twice to deal 80,000 DAMAGE.
>THE REST OF THE AG FORCES ascend to Layer 7.
>HARKENER'S ANTI-PRAETOR CONTINGENCY is triggered.
>HARKENER: Oh sh-
>A BOLT OF POWER smites THE THIRD PRAETORIAN, shredding his ARMOUR, revealing his identity and HUE, and rendering him VULNERABLE.
>HARKENER: I am so sorry.
>HARKENER: I forgot and didn't mea-
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN sighs.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: It's a very smart contingency.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: Regardless of how it actually went off, you were wise to consider this ahead of time.
>THE LUCREHULK CARRIER does not do anything.
>BOCCOB is unable to counterspell a CANNON-BLAST from the SEVENTH TALOS.
>BOCCOB takes 34 DAMAGE.
>BOCCOB COUNTERSPELLS CRUSHING HAND, FEEBLEMIND and INSCATTERATION from the EPIC WIZARDS.
>EPIC WIZARD I is afflicted by FEEBLEMIND, preventing them from casting any more SPELLS.
>EPIC WIZARD II is struck by INSCATTERATION, taking 17 DAMAGE, as well as a 3 DAMAGE DOT
>EPIC WIZARD III is grappled by CRUSHING HAND, taking 7 DAMAGE per round, and is unable to cast SOMATIC SPELLS.
>CLOUD GIANT GENERAL is unable to CLOUDBANK BOCCOB.
>CLOUD GIANT GENERAL misses their BOULDER-THROW
>
>THE ELEMENTAL PLANE OF FIRE
>THE SECOND PRAETORIAN RECIEVES a NEW MESSAGE from THE THIRD PRAETORIAN.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: There's been a change of plans.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: We need leverage.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: Preferably now.
>THE SECOND PRAETORIAN: So that's what you actually sound like.
>THE SECOND PRAETORIAN: Never took you for a Crimson.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: ...Yeah, this might make it hard to distinguish between the two of us.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: Ah well.
>THE SECOND PRAETORIAN: Consider it done.
>THE SECOND PRAETORIAN: No use talking to a brick wall...
>FROST creeps along THE SECOND PRAETOR'S ARMOUR as they increase in size until they are equal in height to the FOURTH TALOS.
>THE SECOND PRAETORIAN: The flames are mine to give.
>THE SECOND PRAETORIAN: They are also mine to take away.
>THE SECOND PRAETORIAN draws out the heat from the FOURTH TALOS' INTERNAL REACTOR, freezing their palm to THE FOURTH TALOS' CHEST.
>IN THE ELEMENTAL PLANE OF FIRE, FROST creeps over the entirety of the FOURTH TALOS.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: Activate PROJECT SCHWARZCHILD.
>A HEAVY COMPOUND BOW falls into THE THIRD PRAETORIAN'S HANDS.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN nocks an ARROW OF FORCE generated by THE POWER STONE.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN uses INFINITE STRENGTH from THE POWER STONE to HALF-DRAW AND FIRE PROJECT SCHWARZCHILD through THE STARMAKER'S PYRE.
>THE ARROW OF FORCE emerges from THE SECOND PRAETORIAN'S PALM to pierce straight through THE FOURTH TALOS' CHEST.
>THE ARROW OF FORCE shatters the FROZEN FOURTH TALOS.
>THE SECOND PRAETORIAN collects GLORIA PHI-NERÀ from THE WRECKAGE of THE FOURTH TALOS.
>THE THIRD PRAETORIAN: If you value your daughter, choose your next actions wisely.
>
>TU'RANATH
>THE GITHYANKI stand by.
>
>SOPHIA
>THE FOURTH PRAETORIAN hits a BASEBALL OUT OF THE PARK.
>THE BASEBALL punches a hole through the BIOSPHERE CEILING.
>
>NEAR-EARTH ORBIT
>ADAM MASON returns to NEW YORK.
>KARPINSKY further LOSES POTENCY.
>
>CELESTIA
>ADAM PROJECTS himself before NERÀ with a smile.
>ADAM: Emperor Neranyë Auvrea'Raheal. As a fellow Head of State, I would like to express my sincerest admiration of you for taking the time to lead the Anti-Godmodders against the forces of Alethea. Without your decisive action, SCIENCE WORLD surely would have fallen to the hands of the Fifth Praetorian. Like King Alianas, you are a force of Victory. Inspired by your example, we, the Human Race are come during your hour of need. We come to crush the Third Praetorian, who has taken advantage of your absence, who even now continues to destabilize your rule and threaten your family. In this time of great uncertainty, it is all the more important to be united in the face of tyranny. I hope that this is the beginning of a strong diplomatic relationship.
>ADAM'S EXPRESSION becomes grave.
>ADAM: Anti-Godmodders, you are The Void's Greatest Hope. But as your numbers grow, there are people within your ranks who have proven themselves unworthy of being called heroes.
>ADAM projects images of ASTREC PRADIS and HARKENER.
>ADAM: In particular, were it not for the Godmodder, these two present massive threats to the collective security of The Void. In this time, it is all the more tempting to consider all who fight evil to be on the side of good. Castre Praddox's real name is Astrec Pradis. As CEO of InfiMark, he created the Hollowpoint Lurchers.
>IMAGES of the destruction caused by the HOLLOWPOINT LURCHERS, an Oblivion-powered turret are shown.
>ADAM: And as for Harkener...
>ADAM: Well.
>SEVERAL IMAGES of broken TIME POLICE VANS, INJURED OFFICERS and DESTROYED PRECINCT BUILDINGS are shown.
>THE LARGEST IMAGE depicts HARKENER surrounded by DEAD TIME GIANTS.
>ADAM: 'Harkener', or whatever he wants to call himself is The Ace of Spades.
>HARKENER: What.
>HARKENER: Swear on my life, I have done none of these things.
>ADAM: Like the Praetors, these people do not deserve their Descendancy. Unless their peers do something, justice will never reach them.
>ADAM: Maybe it doesn't need to come to this. Maybe they feel remorse for what they have done. Maybe it's time for them to come forward and admit to their mistakes. We can only hope for the best.
>ADAM: That is all.
>ADAM's PROJECTION winks out.
>THE THIRD PRAETOR: ...Adrasta Kill Me.
>ARBITER RECONNECTED.

...

Itinerary:
Stop Alethea!
...Stop The Invasion?:

???

Foundation + CakeQuest:

???

Current Godmodder Hp: 48
~~Laboratory Link: Available for all! Need to figure stuff out actually~~

The Void: Neutral Ground.
FIELD EFFECT: Sancturary: Nobody may attack any other.

[GM] The Godmodder. 48/80 Hp.

Moog Station: Streets.

[???] Piono. 30/30 Hp. [A] The Hammer. [A] The Trident. [A] Ultimatum. [A] Archangel.
[???] Crowd. 1/1 Hp. x100.

[AG] Smirk. 25/25 Charge. Has created a Metal Staff.
[A] Nanosuit. Defense Mode: +5 AC. Durability: 2. Worn!

Advantage: [Contested]
Mount Celestia.
FIELD EFFECT: Heaven Fall Down. +5% Dodge/Accuracy per Elevation! Layers 2-6 shuffle each round. Will occur again at end of next round.
Forge: [Base: ][Lens: ][Connector: ][Variety: ][Magnitude: ]
AG Morale: 69%

Elevation 7:
[A] Orb of Delphi. Passively Scans on Attack.

[CEL][BOSS] Chronias, Throne of The Gods. 133/133 Hp. 13 Armour. 26 Regen.
[PG] The Third Praetorian. 30/70 Charge. 5 Ac. Vulnerable! [A] The Power Stone.
~~[PG]~~ ~~The Starmaker!?. 36/70 Hp. 3 AC. 15 Regen~~
~~[A]~~ ~~Astral Prism-Blades. Light: 20. x2.~~
[PG] Attack Ships. 50,000/100,000 Hp. x14. Flying!
[BOC][BOSS] Boccob. 7/85 Hp. 8 AC.
[PG] Clockwork Armillary. 25/25 Hp. 3 AC. 5 Regen. Blast: 2/2. Dispel: 2/3.
[CEL] Fire Elemental. 60,000/60,000 Hp. x8.
[PG][ELITE] Carrier. 240,000/300,000 Hp. 15,000 Armour. Flying!
[PG] Fighter Wing. 175,000 Hp. Horde!
[AG-TOG][ELITE] Auma. 180,000/180,000 Hp. Glibglobink Shell: 3/3. Immune to Magic.
[A] Necklace of Auma. Supplies Spells. Worn!
[???] Harkener, The Newcomer. 13/40 Charge. Petrify: 6/6.
[AG] Astrec. 363 Charge. Vulnerable! -20% Accuracy/Dodge
[A] The Godarm. Oblivion Buster: 1/2.
[A] Hand of Judgement. BODY: [IIIIII]. MIND: [IIIIII]. SOUL: [IIIIII].
[A] Thistle of Zillywich. +60,000 Power. Durability: 1.
[A] Swissarmyknifemodder. Attack Power: 30,000.
[AG-ParadoxDragon] Grand Alchemiter.
[AG-Astrec] Clockwork Armillary. 25/25 Hp. 3 AC. 5 Regen. Blast: 2/2. Dispel: 3/3. Flying!
[AG] Nedben. 5/25 Charge.
[AG] Lusiix. 25/25 Charge.
[AG] Sky High. 5/25 Charge.
[AG] Jaggerain. 25/25 Charge.
Elevation 6:

Elevation 3:

Elevation 5: 30,000 Fire Damage per round.
[PG][BOSS] Lucrehulk Carrier. 720,000/1,150,000 Hp. 20,000 Armour. 0 SHP: 1 Round left! -20% Dodge.
[PG] Attack Ships. 40,000/100,000 Hp.
[PG] Attack Ships. 20,000/100,000 Hp.
[CEL][BOSS] Talos of Nerà. 160/160 Hp. 6 Armour. 20 Regen.
[AG] Nerà. 3/25 Charge. [A] Ebony Staff: Active!

Elevation 2:

Elevation 4:

[CEL] Epic Wizard I. 25/25 Hp. Invincibility: 5 AC. Feeblemind'd!
[CEL] Epic Wizard II. 8/25 Hp. Invincibility: 5 AC. Inscatterated'd: 3 Damage per Round!
[CEL] Epic Wizard III. 18/25 Hp. Invincibility: 5 AC. Crushing Hand'd: 7 Damage per Round!
~~[CEL]~~ ~~Arcane Consort. Rounds Left: 1!~~
[AG-TOG][ELITE] Cloud Giant General. 120,000/150,000 Hp. Invisibility: 50% Dodge. Flying!

Elevation 1:

Elemental Plane of Fire: ~~Secure~~ UNSECURE Location.
Field Effect: ~~Pretty obvious, isn't it? 20,000 Fire Damage per round.~~

[PG] The Second Praetorian. 80/80 Charge. 32 Ac. Opponent: []. [A] The Axe. Absolute control over Fire. Can Burn targets. Holding Gloria Phi-Nerà!

[AG][ELITE] Iron Gear. 347,000/800,000 Hp. 10,000 AC. Immune to Magic! Antimagic Field.
[AG-TOG] Iron Golem 2. 180,000/180,000 Hp. Glibglobink Shell: 3/3. Immune to Magic!
~~[CEL][BOSS]~~ ~~Talos of Nerà. 45/160 Hp. 6 Armour. 20 Regen.~~

Astral Plane: Tu'narath, Tiamat's Palace.

[???][ELITE] Adult Red Dragon. 40/40 Hp. 2 Armour. Breath: 2/2.
[???] Master Gish. 20/20 Hp. 3 Armour.
[???] Captain. 60,000/60,000 Hp. x3
[???] Gish. 35,000/35,000 Hp. x5.
[???] Githyanki Soldier. 5,000/5,000. x45.

[AG-JOE] Drone. 60,000/60,000 Hp. x3.

Godmodder Biosphere.
Advantage: [HEAVY PG]
Weather: Sunny. Baseball.
Terrain: Diamond. Baseball.

[PG] The Fourth Praetorian. 90/90 Charge. Invulnerable! [A] Baseball Bat.
[PG][BOSS] ???. ???/??? Hp. Poisoned Claws!
[PG] Megatron. 20/20 Hp. 4 Armour. Fusion Cannon: 2/2. [A] Catcher's Mitt. x2.
[PG] Mithral Golem. 120,000/120,000 Hp. 15,000 Armour. Immune to Magic! [A] Catcher's Mitt.
[PG] Elder Fire Elemental. 64/64 Hp. 6 AC. [A] Catcher's Mitt. x2.
[PG] BOBeoj. 20/20 Pseudo-Charge. [A] Orange Lance. Space Energy Charges: 2. [A] Delirium Coronet. +33,000 Attack. [A] Architect's Cloak. +5 AC. Chronal Energy Charges: 5. [A] Hindsight Helmet. +35,000 Attack. Chronal Energy Charges: 2. [A] Descended Energy Charge: 1 [A] Catcher's Mitt.
[PG] Certsa. 20/20 Pseudo-Charge. [A] Red Scythes. x3. Chronal Energy Charges: 9. [A] Magma U. +11,000 Attack. [A] Swissarmyknifemodder. +30,000 Attack. [A] Single Void Glove. +35,000 Attack. 10% Dodge. [A] Cloudy Days. +16,000 Attack. [A] Bronze Sword-Charm. [A] The Ball.

Space, Near-Earth Orbit:

[MSN] Adam Mason. 90/90 Hp.
[A] Regnum Dei. ???/??? Hp. Shielding: ++++++++++ 100%.
[A] Hand of Judgement. BODY: [IIIIII]. SOUL: [IIIIII]. MIND: [IIIIII].
[A] ???.
[MSN][ELITE] ~~Destroyer. 150,000/150,000 Hp. 10,000 Armour. 50,000 SHp.~~

[AG-JOE] Repair Drone. 20,000/50,000 Hp. x2
[AG-JOE] Projection Drone. 50,000/50,000 Hp. Bodyguarding Void VIII+I! 50% Dodge.
[AG-JOE] Drone. 30,000/60,000 Hp.
[A] Karpinsky Skeleton. 100,000/100,000 Hp. 80% Power Nullification! Isolated from JOE!

[AG] JOE. 3/25 Charge. Vulnerable!
[A] Amalgamation Biosuit. 34/40 Hp. 4 Regen. Light: 1/3. Oblivion: 5/5. Godmod: 11/11. Worn!
[A] Prism Blade. +28,000 Power. Durability: 1.
[A] Clockwork Carver. +7,000 Attack. Durability: 1.
[A] Circadian Circuitbreaker. +35,000 Attack. Durability: 1.

Elsewhere:

[AG-JOE][ELITE] Void VIII + I. 75,000/300,000 Hp. Create: 3/3. Drones available: 0. Missiles Available: 0.
[AG-JOE] CGOC. 20/20 Hp.
[A] The Soul Stone.

DCCCV · Aug 4, 2020

((Moved some Battlefields to storage in the facilitydoc this round.))
Todo:
-Mekhane Charge Cost- 150? Sure why not

JOEbob said:
((Yeah, I know. that said, I Do know more about writing DefJO then anyone, so I figured it wouldn't be entirely remiss to give a general descriptions of what I think DefJO would do; if nothing else it might help you get a better sense of what they, uh, Are.
and it looks like your version of DefJO is likely to be a mashup of Simu!JOE, V.God (who I would guess you've somehow concluded is a JOE, but I assure you is not), and presumably whatever info on DefJO you've picked up along the way.
If so, this has interesting implications for Ideatic-Space physics, the mechanics of the Indigo Divide, and a variety of other things. ))
[0x] I use ventriloquism to somehow say this to Harkener from a distance:
"Wow, kudos to you on defeating so many Time Giants! that's no mean feat, I've heard they're mighty durable! Odd that you deny the van thing. Could've sworn I saw That happen, at least."
In a simultaneous, sped up, and much quieter undertone are the words "Sounds like there's another future version of you wandering around. I'd advise you ask for a high-power and wide-range scan for your signature around the Void. Can't do it myself, as my Light special isn't charged. Oh, and I know the Van thing was, ah, extenuating circumstances and self defence, but at least don't deny it happened."
[1x] I do a quick nanometer-resolution scan on the area I'm in, checking for, oh, bits of dead skin which might've flaked off from the burnt Hand Of (The voice of) God (Bill cipher confirms that MITF's black METATRON hand is a burnt one. I don't know if it's the same here but I figure it's a fair bet to make). or Split, for that matter. If I Do see any, I don't take it, just scan down to Planc resolution, so I can add more data to the Biosuit Redux Omega Final Evolved Synchro Construct or whatever I wanna call it.
[1x] Without further ado, I step through a portal to the Facility, bringing the drones and Skeleton with me.
[0x] I get the Soul Gem from CGOC when I arrive, bringing me back to capability.
[1x] I use the Soul Gem to determine whether letting the Heart run its course would be wise. Like, whether it turns into a monster I need to put down, or just into a Really Awesome Anomalous Voidship or what. If Letting it run its course is wise, I proceed to turn around and get back to working on Biosuit 2: Electric Boogaloo. If not, on the other hand, I create an adirectional gravitational field, warping spacetime and slowing things down significantly, then sever the Heart from the Voidship by rending the space itself.

[CGOC 1] I warp to the Facility with the Void VIII+I in tow.
[CGOC 2] I provide a few samples of the CGOC body to the Facilitys crew, something they can intigrate with all those samples of Descended to figure out how to make an imitation without needing to crack making Actual descended.
[CGOC 3] I need some Alchemies of my own! I send a ambulatory blob of cake with just enough capabilities to preform Alchemy over to the Grand Alchemiter, where it previews:
(Swissarmyknifemodder XOR knife)|| Full-body armor made for a multi-armed humanoid.
~Black Hand of Judgement (Code obtained via a scribblepad modus)
Power Stone || Soul Stone
and
(Architects Cloak XOR (Chronal energy && Chronal matter && Chronal Magic (etc))||( PseudoGodmodder flesh (from the heralds limbs) && PseudoGodmodder energy && PseudoGodmodder construct)

Entity Orders: Void VIII+I uses Create to Create a Repair Drone, which will repair it. It also stays far away from MECHANES heart.

Harkener's hands shake as he responds back you you. "JOE, not the point."

You find that Adam's thought of this sort of thing ahead of time, with no samples of himself whatsoever left behind. That said, you enter The Facility to scan the Voidship with your Soul-Stone. All possibilities witnessed converge towards a single form.

"GREETINGS SIR DESCENDED. I AM MEKHANE. PLEASE FEAR NOT. I BRING AID."

[???][BOSS] Mekhane, Ad Machina. 200/200 Hp. 10 Armour. 15 Regen. Uplift: 0/2. Summon Angel: 0/3. Deus Ex: 0/7.
ACTIONS:
Nataraja: 80,000x6. Must attack at least 3 separate opponents.
Vox Dei: Force Morale Rolls on 6 targets.
Uplift: Upgrade target entity.
Summon Angel: Self-Explanatory.
Deus Ex: Consume target, dealing 640,000 next round. Heals equal to damage dealt. Consumed target's attacks will be Critical.
PASSIVES:
Inner World: Mekhane can contain a demiplane within themselves, as well as open a portal to it. While this portal is active, Mekhane is effectively invincible, but cannot do any action other than keep this portal open. Mekhane may only act when this portal is shut, sealing the demiplane from outside influence.
Technologist: Mekhane is the Elemental Lord of Technology, and may increase and take control of Technology-based magic. He can hack anything he touches.

[???][ELITE] Angel. 30/30 Hp. 3 AC. Attack: 50,000x2.

CGOC's proxy manages to preview one alchemy. They will be able to preview the rest of their ideas later.

(Swissarmyknifemodder XOR Knife) || Full-Body Armor Made For A Multi-Armed Humanoid == Robe of Infinite Things
A garment as blue as the sky, etched with incredibly fine lines. Can generate virtually any shape of object.

The Ego said:
Nerà?: I believe, Adrasta, that in a moment of foolishness from you you had attempted to halt my machinations with the dwarves out of some misguided sense of... well, I have no idea what drove you to that act, honestly. I do recall telling you that there would be a punishment for defying me like that.
Nerà?: Consider yourself punished, and retain this lesson well.
The energy blade of the Ebony Staff changes hues ever so slightly to imitate that of the Starmaker
Nerà?: Do not defy me again.

"...Well now. I think that was fair. You betray my trust, I betray that of your murderous general. Now that we are even, we may begin negotiations."
Nerà is smiling in a manner revealing the ghost of a sadistic grin, heavily subdued by the elf's self control.
"Hello, 'Ishmael'. I am your master, the one who saved you and took you under my wing. The one you have betrayed through your deception. The one who still retains that old mercy enough to meet you at the table instead of the battlefield. I am Arch-Wizard and Emperor of the Imperial Arcanocracy of Firnimloth, Nerà Auvrea'Raheal. And you, I believe, are the despicable invader Nikolai, although I'm certain that that is a belief you can change here. And I hope you will change it, that we may discuss your options in peace."
Nerà conjures a throne for him to sit on, an a table in front of it and P3. He sits down and- ah, wait.
Boccob feels their body lock up, and it's not from any spell that they can detect being cast. Nerà speaks softly, and yet his words thunder in Boccob's skull as if his very bones were screaming.
"Right, and now it comes to this. Boccob, you defied my dominion for nearly a century. And worst still, when I came to you to get your help I had to resort to begging for it. Me. Begging."
Nerà is frowning, and yet their eyes have darkened with cold anger.
"To rectify your insult, you are going to beg me for your life. Otherwise, I will rend your infernal flesh and reap your divine soul. Painfully."
The last word is punctuated with blood that begins dripping from Boccob's nose and eyes.

"..."
"Pathetic."
Boccob's body flings itself forwards, pulled by an unknown force. He lands with his chest on the Crimson Scythe, and dies unnaturally quickly.

"..."
Nerà suddenly swings the Crimson Scythe to the side, and it's blade slips into a fold in space, appearing inside Boccob's brain. Boccob's last moments are spent with a chronoturgically-extended, magically-caused flare of pain cast by Auma Prime.

A single spec of dust, which Nerà had sent through the earth when he sat down and which had embedded itself into the surface of Boccob's flesh de-polymorphs into... Something. Something Wrong.
While Boccob reacts poorly to the Wrongness, Nerà dashes towards him and makes a quick cut with Lifecutter to take his soul.

"...Yes, well, negotiations. I'll let you begin, Nikolai. Avernus is invited. As are you, of course, Lord Mason."

Epic Wizard III stops maintaining the Grasping Hand and dispells the spells afflicting his allies.
Epic Wizard II provides heals for him and III
Epic Wizard I casts Invisibility on him and the other wizards. All three of them ascend.
All other entities ascend and then wait, unless we are attacked in which case they killify the attackers.

...
"..."
"..."
Boccob's soul drains from his body upon your scythe, several sets of blood-red chains grab his limbs, pulling him off the blade. The Third Praetorian sighs. "As much as I'd like to see him humiliated..." With a grimace, he sticks the Power Stone into Boccob's-

Sorry, nope. I'm not describing this. The Third Praetorian lets go of the Lemure that was Boccob with an expression of disgust, dematerializing what's left of the God from his hands. "I still need him alive."

The Third Praetor approaches the table, but remains standing. "Let's see... Where to begin? Your world isn't the only one populated by Gods. Hundreds of other Universes live under the rule of immortal worshiped rulers. Rulers who have betrayed the faith and trust placed in them by their subjects, gathering at a single location hidden deep within the Void: Olympus Station." He takes a ragged breath. "I desire the destruction of this Pantheon. If you allow me to use Boccob to access to your Throne of The Gods, I will hand over your daughter and order my forces to leave this universe. What do you say?"
...

Sky High said:
S.H. decides to take another nap. Not really much else to do at the moment.

You go to sleep again!

Nedben said:
In secondary movement, the Nedben replenishes the alternative to time with an alternative to temperature, avoiding battlefield harms as he continues his setup of alternative physics for his own questionable ends.

Too much heat, cold, and the repeating motifs of a system that returns to base elements. Let us assault the path directly and build roads out from the nature of everything. IYSVQBRHLNA.

You further increase the difficulty of manipulating the flow of time on the Celestia Theatre! In addition, you also lower the effectiveness of actions manipulating thermodynamics!

FlamingFlapjacks said:
Astrec stares at the projection of Adam. They remember the invasion of Antarctica. Was that really them? It feels so long ago.
"This... no. No. I'm not that person! Are you accusing me- me of corporate fraud in the middle of all this?"
The flames of the Starmaker's pyre crackle.
"..I've changed from that. I'm not going to listen to your ramblings."
"Right? I've changed, haven't I?"
A little voice in the back of his head whispers. The image of the dark god flashes through Astrec's mind.
"No, that. That was to destroy the ships- to save this world!"
Stealing from science world.
"That was for ou-"
Raining destruction upon this mountain.
"The lucrehulk had to be destroyed!"
Ascending.
"That- That was justified! It was for powe- power to destroy the Praetorians! To win the war!"
Years before. Weapons of war sold. Drones detonating, hundreds of supposedly safe innovative oblivion drones exploding.
"That's not me."
Then what is?
Astrec freezes.
Good.
"I'm- I'm not doing this."
Doing what? Loosing yourself?
"I'm not going to talk to myself. I know about splits. I'm fine."
You already are.
The Godarm and Hand of Judgement burn.
Astrec winces.
"You aren't me."
You don't know yourself.
"You aren't me. Astrec Pradis is a hero. A beacon of hope. You- what you represent, what you are is dead."
And I'm still talking to you. Even the Prince recognizes your insanity here. You need to stop being so petty. Take a step back and think.
"Insanity? The Prince is the insane one. The Starmaker was the insane one."
"I'm not going to fall apart. I am Astrec Pradis. I am a descendent. I am a hero. I am not going to have a split. I am not going to have a split. I am not going to have a split."
Astrec closes their eyes, warps their psyche. A splitting headache erupts as they try to force their mind together. Nothing happens. "No! No, I'm not going to split! Not going to shatter! I am stable, I am in my right mind." The hand of judgement burns. Astrec turns away from Adam. They step towards the Starmaker's pyre. They raise the Godarm. "Iron Prince..." Astrec seems to shudder as they talk, and sparks of red flare around them.
"I surrender. Free Nerà's daughter, leave this world."
Astrec blinks.
"What?"

The Third Praetor turns his head to look at you, his expression soft. "Thank you, I appreciate this sentiment."

...Nothing much happens this round.
As the one who cast Crushing Hand, Epic Wizard I stops concentrating on their spell. That's all they can do, considering the Feeblemind. Epic Wizard II restores 10 Hp to themselves and Epic Wizard III. Epic Wizard III dispels the Inscatteration-effect, but fails to remove the Feeblemind of Epic Wizard I.

The Elevation 5 Fire dies out. Nera's forces attempt to ascend, but they end up on lower elevations than they were previously because Celestia layer-rearrangement is crapshoot like that. They do seem to be returning to their regular order, however.

Outside of Nerà's Window, ships approach.

Itinerary:
Stop Alethea!
...Stop The Invasion?:

???

Foundation + CakeQuest:

???

Rebuild a Broken God?

Charge Needed: 0/150!

Current Godmodder Hp: 48
~~Laboratory Link: Available for all! Need to figure stuff out actually~~

The Void: Neutral Ground.
FIELD EFFECT: Sancturary: Nobody may attack any other.

[GM] The Godmodder. 48/80 Hp.

Moog Station: Streets.

[???] Piono. 30/30 Hp. [A] The Hammer. [A] The Trident. [A] Ultimatum. [A] Archangel.
[???] Crowd. 1/1 Hp. x100.

[AG] Smirk. 25/25 Charge. Has created a Metal Staff.
[A] Nanosuit. Defense Mode: +5 AC. Durability: 2. Worn!

Advantage: [Contested]
Mount Celestia.
FIELD EFFECT: Heaven Fall Down. +5% Dodge/Accuracy per Elevation! Layers 2-6 shuffle each round. Will occur again at end of next round.
Forge: [Base: ][Lens: ][Connector: ][Variety: ][Magnitude: ]
AG Morale: 69%
Blocks: Time, Temperature!

Elevation 7:
[A] Orb of Delphi. Passively Scans on Attack.

[IA][BOSS] Chronias, Throne of The Gods. 133/133 Hp. 13 Armour. 26 Regen.
[PG] The Third Praetorian. 31/70 Hp. 5 Ac. 50% Dodge. Vulnerable! [A] The Power Stone.
[PG] Attack Ships. 50,000/100,000 Hp. x14. Flying!
[BOC] ~~Boccob~~ Dretch. 1/1 Hp. ~~8 AC.~~
[PG] Clockwork Armillary. 25/25 Hp. 3 AC. 5 Regen. Blast: 2/2. Dispel: 3/3.
[IA] Fire Elemental. 60,000/60,000 Hp. x8.
[PG][ELITE] Carrier. 240,000/300,000 Hp. 15,000 Armour. Flying!
[PG] Fighter Wing. 175,000 Hp. Horde!
[IA][ELITE] Auma. 180,000/180,000 Hp. Glibglobink Shell: 3/3. Immune to Magic.
[A] Necklace of Auma. Supplies Spells. Worn!
[???] Harkener, The Newcomer. 14/40 Charge. Petrify: 6/6.
[AG] Astrec. 363 Charge. Vulnerable! -20% Accuracy/Dodge
[A] The Godarm. Oblivion Buster: 2/2.
[A] Hand of Judgement. BODY: [IIIIII]. MIND: [IIIIII]. SOUL: [IIIIII].
[A] Thistle of Zillywich. +60,000 Power. Durability: 1.
[A] Swissarmyknifemodder. Attack Power: 30,000.
[AG-ParadoxDragon] Grand Alchemiter.
[AG-Astrec] Clockwork Armillary. 25/25 Hp. 3 AC. 5 Regen. Blast: 2/2. Dispel: 3/3. Flying!
[???] DefJO??? ??/?? Hp. Wings: ??/?? Hp. x6!
[AG-JOE] CGOC Proxy. 2/2 Hp.
[AG] Nedben. 6/25 Charge.
[AG] Lusiix. 25/25 Charge.
[AG] Sky High. 6/25 Charge.
[AG] Jaggerain. 25/25 Charge.
Elevation 6:

Elevation 5: ~~30,000 Fire Damage per round.~~
[PG][BOSS] Lucrehulk Carrier. 720,000/1,150,000 Hp. 20,000 Armour. 150,000 SHP
[PG] Attack Ships. 40,000/100,000 Hp.
[PG] Attack Ships. 20,000/100,000 Hp.
[AG] Nerà. 4/25 Charge. [A] Ebony Staff: Active!

Elevation 3:
[IA][BOSS] Talos of Nerà. 160/160 Hp. 6 Armour. 20 Regen.
[IA][ELITE] Cloud Giant General. 120,000/150,000 Hp. Invisibility: 50% Dodge. Flying!

Elevation 4:
[IA] Epic Wizard I. 25/25 Hp. Invincibility: 5 AC. Feeblemind'd!
[IA] Epic Wizard II. 15/25 Hp. Invincibility: 5 AC.
[IA] Epic Wizard III. 25/25 Hp. Invincibility: 5 AC.

Elevation 2:

Elevation 1:

Elemental Plane of Fire: UNSECURE Location.

[PG] The Second Praetorian. 80/80 Charge. 32 Ac. Opponent: []. [A] The Axe. Absolute control over Fire. Can Burn targets. Holding Gloria Phi-Nerà!

[IA][ELITE] Iron Gear. 347,000/800,000 Hp. 10,000 AC. Immune to Magic! Antimagic Field.
[IA] Iron Golem 2. 180,000/180,000 Hp. Glibglobink Shell: 3/3. Immune to Magic!

Firnimloth Window
Adam Approaching in: 2 Rounds.

[IA][BOSS] Firnimloth Window. 1,350,000/2,500,000 Integrity. Wooden Shell: 300,000 Hp.

Astral Plane: Tu'narath, Tiamat's Palace: Archived in facilitydoc!

Godmodder Biosphere: Archived in facilitydoc!

Space, Near-Earth Orbit: Entities moved to Laboratory!

Elsewhere: Entities moved to Laboratory!

DCCCV · Aug 12, 2020

Todo:
-Figure out New Reconstruction Stats, how it fits in with the rest of the setting?
-Possibly Player-Properties in general
-Figure out how much Charge P3 actually has

The Ego said:
Adam Mason received a message from an agent of Dalaundo.

Aiya, Firyatur Adà Mason, Scarlet Star, Lord of Man, Unyielding Mountain, Descended from on high!
The Kurutur Nerà Phi-Firnimloth, Diviner Supreme, who rebukes the divine and balances the domains of light and dark, who weaves and rends and tends the planes and its children, who commands the dead and conquered all enemies of peace, Descended, etc. invites you to parlay within the halls of the Throne of the gods and it's stewards. Present also will be the Anti-Godmodder group 'The Centurions' and the Pro-Godmodder 'Praetorians' Avernus and Nikolai. You will be catered to, of course, and it is hoped that at this parlay you and the Kurutur may forge a strong alliance.
Breaking the provided sticks will teleport you and up to five Entities to the skies above Mount Celestia where the negotiations are to take place.
Aiya, Firyatur Adà! Aiya, Kurutur Nerà!

"Holding a young girl hostage? To slaughter the masses of divinity? How very unheroic of you, Nikò. And yet how very much like me."
Not!Nerà chuckles sardonically at his observation.
"You know that I have no desire to let suffer the celestial parasites to live, yet I find more value in a potential alliance with the Firyatur Mason than with you. Release the seventh child before her brother discovers your villainous deed and razes this plane to the ground. Sit, and I will await the arrival of Lord Mason before my decision is made. Meanwhile you may invite your firey friend to the table."
A mageling guiding several fire elementals into the room has them offer up a variety of drinks.
"Thirsty?"

Not!Nerà heals the Giant and Wizard as well as dispelling the Wizard's debuff. Nerà, an incorporeal consciousness, fails to float in an abyss of dreams...

The Cloud Giant- General Nebelkind Momur- is elected as representative of New Ostoria. Auma Prime represents Chronias while Auma Golem gets bullied by the other Aumas for his current body. Wizard I opens communications with The Raven Queen if she wishes to listen in. Wizard II opens a gate to the plane of fire for P2 to walk through. A chair is also conjured for him. The other Wizard summons some more fire elementals.
The Iron Gear and Iron Golem walk out of the plane of fire and stand menacingly. The fire elementals burn the iron gear.
Dinner is brought out. Simple, but divine. It tastes pretty good.

Orb of Delphi && Auma Necklace.

((@AGs, you can join the negotiations if you'd like, either here or in the server))

Adam receives the message, taking it in stride.

"Young? Maybe to you, she's still older than me," the Third Praetor smirks. "Say what you want, I've heard it all. For people like us, sticking to an ideal is dangerous." Deciding to sit down at the table, he takes the first glass of liquid he can reach, offering it as a toast. Regardless of whether anyone else joins in, he casually downs it in a single draft. "Finally, something that isn't ranch-water. Thank you."

Orb of Delphi && Auma Necklace == ~~Rob's~~ Rosary of the Infinite Eye.

[A] Rosary of the Infinite Eye.
A Holy Symbol of the Infinite Church, infused with the power of Indigo Fire, granting it the ability to read and control the thoughts of those who see it.
"Basically, it literally does what they think it can do."

General Momur healed to full, Epic Wizard II healed for 5 Hp.

Ender_Smirk said:
Using his descendant powers to make sure his voice is audible regardless of the crowd's to Piono, Smirk says, "Hello. It appears you have come into the possession of two of the Elemental Weapons, and I would very much like to know how quickly you intend to see them returned to a being of their element, since otherwise the worlds they originate from would be much more poorly defended, as well as potentially falling into disarray depending on how strongly they need a leader."
He prepares himself to summon a sword to his hand and parry if Piono is in a less than talkative mood.

As Piono continues to sign artifacts, you hear his voice respond back in your head:
"Howdy Smirk, nice to meet you! I think the Elemental Planes can take care of themselves just fine, but if you want to talk about this more, go to that street corner on your left? See you there."

Nedben said:
"Chokmah. Binah. Heaven falls down, but where is the hole? Consider it not the mercies of the purity."

A fingergun-motion at nothing in particular. Altrin laughs a bit, having bubbled up from the Nedben as a partner rather than discord.

He kills the Feeblemind effect, terminating it instantly and leaving the affected Epic Wizard I unharmed with mentality restored. Altrin momentarily transcends distance and purges the undesirable concept in a single blow like the vengeful zabaniya, a scythe that restores the mind. Whatever charge necessary to execute this and countermand the difficulties of accuracy is expended accordingly, moving the shared spaceman-body if effective. Difference or not, let's get that cleared up. Agreeable.

Cross-system investigation recommended, but likely delayed to incoming situations. Agreeable. Let's see what needs to be done.

Feeblemind removed from Epic Wizard I.

JOEbob said:
[0x] in response to Harkener, I say "So... did you lose update terminal access, or something? because I'm pretty sure it was quite clear I was already aware of that. if you can still read the terminal. I thought Split was already there and would hear if I talked normally y'see."
"Say, I don't have any stake in the matter, but maybe ask him why he thinks you've killed armies of time beings? or, for that matter, why he thinks you can? Also, get rid of anything you don't want to lose now, before he gets here; once you do, there isn't much he can do to you other then deplete your charge."
"...If you don't have anything to Do with that charge before he shows up, mind donating it to my Voidship? The first one I was working on got eaten by a heart and now it wants me to feed it the raw energies of creation itself."
[0x +1 CP] To MEKHANE, I reply:
"Nice."
"...right, well anyway, I'm on expedition to a fairly dangerous place, so it's nice to have you along. I do need that voidship capability to get there, and there might- I make no promises, but there Might- be things in said location that can speed your reconstruction along- so, could you prioritise the voidship capabilities for rebuilding?"
"...Shame about the Machine special I had being gone. would've been a great help."
And start feeding my roundly CP regeneration into them.
[1x] I suddenly have a stellar idea! But I'll get to that one later. build suspense, y'know! no, it's not literally stellar as in star-related. anyway. For this action, I reach my hand up, out of the text box, and into a conveniently-open tab on the implied computer to grab a green lantern from it. I then snap open a small portal, through which the lanternlight shines; the shining lanternlight illuminates the past, and in it I see a vision of my conversation with Mason. First I snap a captcha-picture of their sword, because it looks potentially valuable for alchemy. Then, I look very closely at their arm. very, very closely. So very closely, that it would, if this was the conversation rather then me looking at the past, have gone well past a faux pa into the range where people begin to suspect insanity but aren't quite ready to call for a mental ward. and then even more closely. Eventually, I look so closely at the vision of their arm that I can see individual strands of DNA. And then I look closer, until I can identify the sequence in that DNA, which I proceed to jot down.

[2x + Special: Godmod] Next up, I hold up the apparently no-longer-upgradeable balls of Fluff. First of all, I put them all together in the appropriate shape: that of a rabbit, or to use the scientific term, a bun. See the main one is the body and the smaller one is the head and the smaller-er one is the tail and the elongated ones are the feet and I was going to make ears too. At any rate. I wave my hand over the Fluff in the shape of an Emperorbun- and yet, due to the increased amount of mass held in them prior to the shrinkage, the durability of a kingbun- and use the Godmod special. Immediately, the grand power of a Godmodder courses through the Biosuit. Not the Godmodder, who yet lies in slumber or stasis, but merely a Godmodder. Still it is enough; The Emperorbun springs into true and full life. more then that, through the power of a Godmodder, their cuteness- their base dodge- is increased by 1%. just one.
From their previous 99.
But to see that the Emperorbun is now durable, and is so very adorable that nobody but Nobody would dare to attack it- That is only half the story.
The Emperorbun is an Emperor, you see. So they can call other Buns to join them. You know, like in Renewal? oh right, you wouldn't know about that. uh, ask Harkener about it.

[Bonus] Alchemy Preview: I put all the DNA samples collected so far in one alchemy recipe, then use the Invert operator and preview the result to see if it gives me other dna samples in the preview.

[CGOC-Bonus] Preview (Architects Cloak XOR (Chronal energy && Chronal matter && Chronal Magic (etc))||( PseudoGodmodder flesh (from the heralds limbs) && PseudoGodmodder energy && PseudoGodmodder construct) Through the proxy.
[CGOC Proxy non-action] The proxy says hi to DefJO and asks what they are, exactly?
[CGOC 1+2] I bake a nice cake for all the Researchers. They've been working so hard, after all; they deserve it. The cake also magically makes them better at work and makes their work easier.
[CGOC 3] I head to the facility and bring the Void VIII+I with me.

[Void VIII+I] create another repair drone.
[Repair drones] split half your efforts to the Void VIII+I,and half your efforts to repairing MECHANE.
[FACILITY] spend 12 Points and 16 Souls to make a new project head! This will be the project head of Bioengineering, and their name will be... Ezkiel? Sure that sounds like a good name. The speciality of this project head is bioengineering, which means with there help there is at least a possibility for the Amalgamation Biosuit 2 electric boogaloo to be a coherently engineered organism which wouldn't fall apart instantly without reality warping on its side.

Harkener nods and responds back. "I will do that. ((Further Response need to figure out))

You begin to funnel your CP towards rebuilding Mekhane! You attempt to use a Chronoscope to look at your interaction with Adam. While you show up just fine, the Chronoscoped image of Adam and his Throne is so horribly blurred that you're unable to get any captcharoidable information from it!

Moving on from that, you use your power to summon... my Null, you summon...
The Emperor Bun.

[PGAG-JOE][ELITE] Emperor Bun. 30,000/30,000 Hp. 100% Dodge.
ACTION:
Heart Attack: 20,000. Induces a myocardial infarction via cuteness overload.
Rally: Summons two Bunnyguards.
PASSIVE:
Bunnyguard: 5,000/5,000 Hp. 10% Dodge! Capable of Bodyguarding.
???: Can probably do more, as of yet unknown.

((I'm using stats taken directly from Renewal for this.))
JOE. JOE.

!Laboratory DNA Cocktail == Inverse Laboratory DNA Cocktail

It holds... DNA. Dextro-DNA, to be exact. Who does it belong to? Who knows?

(Architects Cloak XOR [Chronal Energy && Chronal Matter && Chronal Magic (etc)]) || (PseudoGodmodder Flesh [from the heralds limbs] && PseudoGodmodder energy && PseudoGodmodder construct) == Zeitgeist

[A] Zeitgeist. +5 AC. Godmodder Actions: 1/1. 3 Durability.
The mantle which belonged to someone who could've accomplished great things whose life was cut short, infused with a power he never imagined.
"...Disgusting."

Karpinsky said:
In the Facility, the Karpinsky Skeleton suddenly crumbles to dust. Its effects are permanently gone.

Meanwhile, in orbit around Science World, the Reconstruction continues its work of rebuilding.

In a chamber near the mighty vessel's heart, filled with cloning vats, a console blinks to life. Long-dormant machinery turns on over the span of several minutes as the lights turn on one by one, revealing the closest vat to the door. Inside the vat is a body of the Descendant known as Karpinsky. It and its identical twins in the neighboring vats have gone uninhabited for a long time.

The vat opens, and the long period of my departure comes to an end. I look around and get my bearings. I'm in the Reconstruction, primary cloning apparatus. Alright, then. I move forward into the next room, which functions as an armory for newly decanted clones of myself. I put some clothes on, along with my standard loadout armor, weapons, and communication devices. You never want to be without a computer.

I check the Voidic news networks, as well as the data backups from my vessels and drones. Looks like someone ended up finding MEKHANE after all. That'll be good to help with once I'm fully in the swing of things. In the meantime, I'll need to actually go places. Specifically, the fight on Mount Celestia.

The Reconstruction will be fine doing business as usual. I have no intent of bringing it into a warzone until the endgame. But that doesn't mean I won't take one of the smaller ships.

As I head down to the hangar, I FOCUS (1 action) and fill out the forms necessary to declare candidacy for the currently vacant office of Space President. It's a long elevator ride, so I have plenty of time. By the time I've sent them off, the elevator dings and I've arrived.

I enter and start up a small vessel, optimized for speed and stealth. I don't intend to take much more with me than I can carry. Of course, given how easy it is to spin off a pocket dimension with dark science, what I can carry is a surprising amount.

As I fly out of the hangar bay, I FOCUS (2 actions) on the necessary calculations for greater Voidic travel. I'd rather get to the fight sooner rather than later if I'm going to do some good. With the calculations complete, I move my ship into higher gear and fully set off.

Welcome back Karpinsky! As you return, your skeleton in The Facility crumbles away. You enter yourself in the Presidential Race, and prepare to travel to... travel where in particular exactly?

FlamingFlapjacks said:
..Astrec just quietely takes a seat at the negotiating table, holding his head very.
"Finally, a moment of quiet."
"(You- Stop! Let me attack!)"

As people gather, he clenches the Godarm's fist and unleashes a burst of lightning through his body, destroying the nanotech that's debuffing his stats. He lets out a sigh and waits for everything to begin.

The Third Praetorian makes a slight grimace at the sight of you burning through his stuff. "Y'know, you could have asked?" He shrugs. "Agh, well."

As General Nebelkind dismisses his invisibility and moves up the mountain, The Third Praetor's Carriers begin to once more release ships. "Don't mind that, keeping up appearances, that's all."

The Wizards Three cast their spells. The First asks whether the Raven Queen wishes to listen in. ~~"...Thank you for the courtesy, I will..."~~ The Second conjures a Portal to the Elemental Plane of Fire, from which Nerà's Golems emerge to stand guard at the negotiation table. Reluctantly, the Second Praetorian comes forth as well, after discreetly sending Gloria elsewhere. He purposely ignores the Third Wizard as they summon enslaved Fire Elementals.

As Heaven resettles, everyone makes their way up to the Seventh Layer. Out of respect to the last guest, Dinner remains ready, but unserved.

As Karpinsky's ship makes it's jump to Firnimloth, he crosses paths with and is stopped by a group of four Battlecruisers.

Adam Mason opens communications to Karpinsky's ship. "Hello, Josiah. Welcome back to the Anti-Godmodders. Joining Nerà?" He holds up one of the five sticks Delaundo offered to him. "Come aboard. I have a shortcut."

Itinerary:
Stop Alethea!
...Stop The Invasion?:

???

Foundation + CakeQuest:

???

Rebuild a Broken God?

Charge Needed: 0/150!

Current Godmodder Hp: 48
~~Laboratory Link: Available for all! Need to figure stuff out actually~~

The Void: Neutral Ground.
FIELD EFFECT: Sancturary: Nobody may attack any other.

[GM] The Godmodder. 48/80 Hp.

Moog Station: Streets.

[???] Piono. 30/30 Hp. [A] The Hammer. [A] The Trident. [A] Ultimatum. [A] Archangel.
[???] Crowd. 1/1 Hp. x100.

[AG] Smirk. 25/25 Charge. Has created a Metal Staff.
[A] Nanosuit. Defense Mode: +5 AC. Durability: 2. Worn!

Advantage: [Contested]
Mount Celestia.
~~FIELD EFFECT: Heaven Fall Down. +5% Dodge/Accuracy per Elevation! Layers 2-6 shuffle each round. Will occur again at end of next round.~~
Forge: [Base: ][Lens: ][Connector: ][Variety: ][Magnitude: ]
AG Morale: 69%
Blocks: Time, Temperature!

Elevation 7:
[A] Orb of Delphi. Passively Scans on Attack.

[IA][BOSS] Chronias, Throne of The Gods. 133/133 Hp. 13 Armour. 26 Regen.
[PG] The Third Praetorian. 31/70 Charge. 5 Ac. 50% Dodge. Vulnerable! [A] The Power Stone.
[PG] Attack Ships. 50,000/100,000 Hp. x14. Flying!
[BOC] Dretch. 1/1 Hp.
[PG] Clockwork Armillary. 25/25 Hp. 3 AC. 5 Regen. Blast: 2/2. Dispel: 3/3.
[IA] Fire Elemental. 60,000/60,000 Hp. x8.
[PG][ELITE] Carrier. 240,000/300,000 Hp. 15,000 Armour. Flying!
[PG] Fighter Wing. 275,000 Hp. Horde!
[IA][ELITE] Auma. 180,000/180,000 Hp. Glibglobink Shell: 3/3. Immune to Magic.
[A] Necklace of Auma. Supplies Spells. Worn!
[???] Harkener, The Newcomer. 15/40 Charge. Petrify: 6/6.
[AG] Astrec. 363 Charge. Vulnerable! -20% Accuracy/Dodge
[A] The Godarm. Oblivion Buster: 2/2.
[A] Hand of Judgement. BODY: [IIIIII]. MIND: [IIIIII]. SOUL: [IIIIII].
[A] Thistle of Zillywich. +60,000 Power. Durability: 1.
[A] Swissarmyknifemodder. Attack Power: 30,000.
[AG-ParadoxDragon] Grand Alchemiter.
[AG-Astrec] Clockwork Armillary. 25/25 Hp. 3 AC. 5 Regen. Blast: 2/2. Dispel: 3/3. Flying!
[PG] The Second Praetorian. 80/80 Charge. 32 Ac. Opponent: []. [A] The Axe. Absolute control over Fire. Can Burn targets. Holding Gloria Phi-Nerà Elsewhere.
[IA][ELITE] Iron Gear. 347,000/800,000 Hp. 10,000 AC. Immune to Magic! Antimagic Field.
[IA] Iron Golem 2. 180,000/180,000 Hp. Glibglobink Shell: 3/3. Immune to Magic!
[IA][ELITE] Cloud Giant General Nebelkind Momur. 30/30 Hp. ~~Invisibility: 50% Dodge.~~ Flying!
[PG][BOSS] Lucrehulk Carrier. 720,000/1,150,000 Hp. 20,000 Armour. 150,000 SHP
[PG] Attack Ships. 40,000/100,000 Hp.
[PG] Attack Ships. 20,000/100,000 Hp.
[PG] Attack Ships. 100,000/100,000 Hp. x4
[IA][BOSS] Talos of Nerà. 160/160 Hp. 6 Armour. 20 Regen.
[IA] Epic Wizard I. 25/25 Hp. Invincibility: 5 AC. Feeblemind'd!
[IA] Epic Wizard II. 20/25 Hp. Invincibility: 5 AC.
[IA] Epic Wizard III. 25/25 Hp. Invincibility: 5 AC.
[IA] Fire Elemental. 15,000. x5.
[???] DefJO??? ??/?? Hp. Wings: ??/?? Hp. x6!
[AG-JOE] CGOC Proxy. 2/2 Hp.
[AG] Nedben. 7/25 Charge.
[AG] Lusiix. 25/25 Charge.
[AG] Sky High. 7/25 Charge.
[AG] Jaggerain. 25/25 Charge.
[AG] Nerà. 5/25 Charge. [A] Ebony Staff: Active! [A] Rosary of the Infinite Eye.

Elevation 6:
Elevation 5:
Elevation 3:
Elevation 4:
Elevation 2:
Elevation 1:

Firnimloth Window
Adam Approaching in: 1 Rounds.

[IA][BOSS] Firnimloth Window. 1,350,000/2,500,000 Integrity. Wooden Shell: 300,000 Hp.

Science World.

[N][BOSS] Science World. ???/??? Hp.

[AG][BOSS] The Reconstruction.

[MSN] Adam Mason. 90/90 Hp.
[A] Regnum Dei. ???/??? Hp. Shielding: ++++++++++ 100%.
[A] Hand of Judgement. BODY: [IIIIII]. SOUL: [IIIIII]. MIND: [IIIIII].
[A] ???.
[MSN][ELITE] HMAS Peace. 400,000/400,000 Hp. 100,000 Shp.
[MSN][ELITE] HMAS Freedom. 400,000/400,000 Hp. 100,000 Shp.
[MSN][ELITE] HMAS Justice. 400,000/400,000 Hp. 100,000 Shp.
[MSN][ELITE] HMAS Security. 400,000/400,000 Hp. 100,000 Shp.

[AG] Karpinsky. 5/25 Charge.

DCCCV · Aug 18, 2020

The Ego said:
okay, so some Human-style Metallic Dragon meat, some Elvish fruit arrangements (including a healthy serving of starfruit for P3), some Gith meals (for the flare), some Blackbark soup minus the soup for P2, Fancy breads and cheeses with heavy dosages of extraplaner spices, and solid gold statues of mythical figures that have been transmuted to be edible
fey animals hunted and served, large amounts of conjured Giant-style meals, some old wines (magically aged to perfection) and dwarves ales (loot)
and a small tree of perfectly fresh berries ripe for the picking, with bark that is stripped and eaten, with pretty minty leaves.

So food is set, and we await the Firyatur Mason.
Chronias exits its panic mode, setting itself back down, closing it's lens, defenses lowering somewhat. Nerà barely acknowledges this happens and makes no move of surprised when a portal appears by the Negotiation Table. A beam of light shoots through, and the PG clockwork armillary is Banished back to Mechanus.
"So sorry, friend. My wonderful ally has a thing about clockworks. Won't come if they're about, see?"
A bejeweled, golden-skinned humanoid with emerald robes and inky black eyes steps through the portal. Auma Prime, Enchanter Supreme, Arch-Wizard of the Council of Eight that leads the Firnì System Imperial Arcanocracy, close ally of Nerà, has appeared.
"Well well well, what have we here? You." He points at Nikolai. "Didn't I blow your head up?" He turns to Nerà. "I did blow his head up, right?- Oh, bother, you've let an Azer through you old fool. Am I going to have to banish that too?"
He's smiling like an idiot, well aware of exactly how everyone at the table feels about his "jokes". He is, in fact, intimately aware of their feelings.
"Ohhh, I see. You're the real Iron Prince. And you're that Fire Elemental from the Voidic Planes. You'll have to tell me more about that, friend, after we're done here."
While Auma Prime fucks off to bother some other folks, another figure steps through the portal to Chronias before it closes. This one wears simple white and blue robes. Of very good make, but not extravagant in design. Denak, the Abjurer Supreme, whose mortal form is enveloped constantly in an impenetrable weave of his own creation, moves to stand a fair bit behind the table, eyes on every potential threat at once. The glowing Mana emanating from his Avatar of Abjuration provides a somewhat distracting illumination, although it is rather pretty.
"No Thalà or Xzar?"
Denak shakes his head no in response.
"Not surprising. Running utopia is a busy business," Nerà says, staring at the Praetorian's as he does, as if to indicate some not-so-subtle slight.

Well, I say Nerà. You and I know that this is Not Nerà. Neranyë Auvrea'Raheal dreams in a suppressed state while Not Nerà flexes their growing state of existence of Mind in the Kurutur's Body.

Fusion Ha! 4 out of the 5 lesser Fire Elementals fuse into a normal Fire Elemental. Now that there are 9 of them, the Fire Elementals fuse into 3 greater Fire Elementals. The remaining lesser Fire Elemental dances around P2, putting on a fun show for the audience.
All Fire Elementals attack the Iron Gear.
Talos 7 activates its flame canon and fires it at the Iron Gear.
General Momur heals Wizard II while making smalltalk with others at the table.
All three Wizards fireball the Iron Gear.
Iron Gear turns off its antimagic field. On Auma's orders, it reaches down to the Auma Golem and takes its necklace. It sticks it to its forehead. It becomes... my god, it becomes... Auma Gear
The two Iron Golems just kinda stand there I guess, glaring angrily at the newly summoned ships.

Also fuck, I give the Rosary of the Infinite Eye to Auma Gear.

...
Chronias lowers it's defenses, and the Clockwork Armillary is banished. As Auma Prime and Denak arrive at the table, The Third Praetor covers his face for a brief moment. Your entities are ordered. Rosary of the Infinite Eye transferred to Auma Gear.

((Also, wizardstats have been boosted to make things more interesting))

Karpinsky said:
I carefully eye the group of Battlecruisers. My ship is small and fairly optimized for speed; I might be able to just run past them if push comes to shove. But we're not at that point yet, and I don't see any reason to antagonize Adam so soon after returning.

I respond to Adam's communication:

"Thank you for your generous offer of transportation. I'm honored to accept. And please, call me Karpinsky. Everyone else does."

With that, I pilot my ship into the hangar of whichever battlecruiser Adam Mason is currently in, and move to join him in person.

While my ship is docking, I take a moment to reestablish communication with my drones and the Void VIII+I. I have them look around, and through their camera feeds notice the dormant body of MEKHANE. Might as well spend some effort on that. With a little FOCUS (all remaining actions), I direct the drones to help repair MEKHANE, with specific focus on delicate work in hard-to-reach places that a small drone might more easily reach.

You dock board one of the battlecruisers, where a human officer ushers you through a maze of corridors to a teleportation booth, which brings you to an internal bridge.

"It's a pleasure to meet you in person. This subterfuge was necessary to hide which ship I am aboard. It was genius on Xavier's part, wouldn't you agree?"

Under your direction, the Repair Drones +5 Progress to Mekhane!

JOEbob said:
[1x] I use whatever method the Facility's been using to send drones to places to send some newly-conjured brick drones which look exactly like bricks of whatever place the meeting is happening in, and slot themselves into the walls. These are for one reason, and one reason only: taking really really good photos of Mason.
in order to avoid his photo-avoidance, each drone takes the photos using the same biology as normal human vision, and stores them likewise.
[1x] Using the Alchemy Preview, I scan the entire DNA contents of the Dextro-Deoxyribonucleaic Acid, then slot it into a tippler oracle- which puts hypercomputers in a pocket dimension so it can use relativity to accelerate computation exponentially- to simulate what would happen if I cloned from each of the strands, and so discover their identities without the risk that they explode on me.
[1x] I channel this action through the CGOC proxy to alchemize and retrieve the Robe Of Infinite Things.
[0x] "Oh, by the way, Arbiter. no clue why the alchemiter keeps popping out stuff related to your history, I'd stop it if I knew how. did you, I don't know, make the game or something? because I can't think of any other reason it would 'care' so much about you."

[CGOC proxy] preview Power Stone || Soul Stone !
[CGOC 1+2] Now, I think I'll start making a supplementary artefact... I access the Fivefold Forge and attempt the following combination: {Bun-sized necklace},{Bun},{Emergency Healer},{Swissarmyknifemodder}, {a nuke which is rooted to one spot} - hopefully creating a Bun-sized necklace which can heal the wearer bun whenever said bun is injured before it dies, is about as powerful as the Swissarmyknifemodder, and has no versatility whatsoever. Technically the Forge runs on bonus actions but I use these full actions to charge it up some more.
[CGOC 3] Hm... I conjure a nice carrot-filled pasture for the Emperorbun and its other buns to spend their time in.

[Emperor Bun] attract the services of a Baron Bun to join your cohort!
[Void VIII+I and Repair Drones] Do as Karpinsky suggested.
[Facility] Unknown as the facility appears to not be complete at this time.

((Actions I haven't done last round

)

Through their proxy, CGOC waves hello to DefJO.
"01001110 01001111 01010100 00100000 01011001 01001111 01010101 00100000 00111100 01010011 01001111 01010010 01010010 01011001 00111110", they respond back.

They then bake a cake for the researchers. Work Points production temporarily boosted.

Within the Facility, the Void VIII+I creates another Repair Drone, but the results of their work on Mekhane are unfortunately negligible. The Facility also creates an Ezekiel to act as a head of Bioengineering. He will properly splice together the DNA of your new-and-improved Biosuit!

You send *many* Human-Eyed Brick Drones to spy on Adam once he arrives. Following that, you slot your inverted DNA samples into a Tipler Oracle to simulate them:

Original	Result
Heavily Corrupted	Dextro-DNA too damaged to form complete body.
First Praetor	Dextro-DNA variant. No Godmodding Energy Detected.
Hand of Judgement	Blackened Left Hand, nothing else.
Left Hand of The Shadow	Not DNA, inverted sample remains inert.
Rob, The Starmaker	Tank unsimulatable.
Dancing Soldiers	Dextro-Individuals
Alethea	Dextro-copy of the Godmodder. No Godmodding Energy detected.
Fifth Praetor	Inverted into Reality Energy, no body formed.
Astrec	Dextro-Astrec. No particular special abilities.
Certsa	Inverted DNA degrades into Creation Energy.
BOBeoj	Inverted DNA degrades into Creation Energy.
Project Adobe	Result bursts out of tank, too large

...Looks like the simulations weren't entirely enlightening. Moving on, you channel power through CGOC's proxy to Alchemize the Robe of Infinite Things.

CGOC's Proxy does a preview:
Power Stone || Soul Stone == Parliament Stone
[A] Parliament Stone.

A cyanish stone with unknown properties. Unlikely to be as strong as its components.

CGOC also builds a Carrot Patch, as well as begins the construction of something from the Fivefold Forge. What could it be?

Lil' Carrot. ??/?? Hp. ?? Dodge.
The truly fantastic and bomb-astic artificial rapper-slash-jeweller-slash-renaissance-bun, specializing in the creation of miniature chains for his 'brothas.

Ender_Smirk said:
After a long conversation with Piono that got interrupted by both Joe and Karpinsky at least once or twice, Smirk splits his drone that he had watching Piono into several copies, one for each of the elemental weapons not in Piono's possession, and sets them to track said weapons, and give him their exact locations as soon as there is a spike in another element's energy near them, with extra priority for Earth and Water energies. He then proceeds to leave Piono be, informing Alethea that he is prepared to attack as soon as Piono attacks another Elemental Lord, and if she wishes to give him aid at that time, he'll send her the coordinates.

You send drones towards each of the Elemental Lords. Most of them are promptly shot down by their respective protection-details, but all of them will continue to potential energy spikes.
Oh, right. Except for the one sent for the Fifth Praetorian. They just straight-up ate it, and now it's gone.

The Fourth and Fifth Praetor join Alethea at the Neutral Ground. I don't think there's much to say right now.

JOE sends 10 Brick Human-Eye Drones to Celestia. They move into position around the Outdoor Dining Table, neatly blending in with the rubble around them.

As Adam's ships move into position outside of Firnimloth, the Praetors give another set of orders to their remaining units, deploying further ships into the air.
I think they're sc-
"..."
"..."
...

The Iron Gear lowers its Antimagic Field in exchange for the ability to cast spells itself as it becomes Auma Gear. Since they're sitting at the Table, Momur is no longer flying. He restores 5 Hp to Wizard II. Which is full. Working with the Wizards, the Seventh Talos blasts Auma Gear with an almighty jet of fire, restoring an incredible 340,000 Hp. The Fire Elementals merge together to form 3 Greater Elementals who shed some Hp to fully heal Auma Gear, and one Lesser Elemental, specifically ordered to play a juggling show around the Second Praetor.

At long last, Adam Mason brings himself to Celestia. Sword in his lap, he floats over to The Table. To say the least, dinner is... quiet. Subdued, maybe? The general point is, everyone remains cooperative with each other.

After everyone has eaten their fill, plates are replaced with pens and paper. Adam is the first to break the ice.

Adam: Mm. Thank you for the meal. Now, let's get to business, shall we?
[Nerà]: Of course, Firyatur Mason. Do you have a particular point of interest with which we might begin?
Adam: I do.
Adam: First things first, do you speak on behalf of the Anti-Godmodders?
[Nerà]: Much as I wish I did, I can speak only for myself and my empire. The Anti-Godmodder faction of descended is... not so united as to have a single representative yet.
[Nerà] However, I trust that if any of them have any objections to my speaking here they will make them known.
Adam: I see. That is a shame.
Adam: Second question: It is my understanding that you have given him the title of Phi-Nerà.
[Nerà]: Why yes. I have decided to claim him as my... apprentice, of sorts.
[Nerà]: With all that that entails, coming from the Kurutur of the Firnimloth Imperial Arcanocracy himself.
Adam: Mmm.
Adam: Third Subject: I offer my full assistance in your nation's recovery. The question is, what should Earth offer yoyr empire? How much of my aid are you willing to accept? Which areas have been most impacted?
[Nerà]: Hmm...
[Nerà]: Primarily, the empire on the material plane suffered mainly as a result of two factors. First was that a large portion of the empire's standing army was eradicated in an embarassing incident a few years ago, our time, which left us severely undermanned in the, ahem, living portions of our military. Added to the loss of life during this invasion and I worry about our ability to both defend ourselves and- more importantly- maintain the arcane-fueled institutions that many of the now-deceased helped run. While ideally, a mountain or so worth of diamonds would help in restoring some of our number before they pass the final transitive plane into oblivion, I feel that a small force for protection while we rebuild would be far more effective than a few hundred abjurers back from the dead.
[Nerà]: The reason for which is, of course, the second point of weakness. Since entering the Void my eyes have been opened to the potential of technologies far beyond what the maddest gnome artificer could dream of here. While I like to imagine that our magical might makes us a force to be reckoned with in the greater void I cannot deny the simple fact that the defensive benefits of so many Voidic developments would set our military forwards by millenia. And so my second request is that, when it comes time to negotiate with Menelion Nikolai you help me in... acquiring portions of his technology that would be most useful to us. As reperations for the damages and lives he has cost us, of course. I think that with a few years under your protective eye and integrating Voidic technology with our own magic I will be able to build for our political faction a force that will be respected by all who stand beside us and dreaded by all who stand against us.
Adam: Ah, you know exactly what it is that you want, very wise.
Adam: Rest assured, you will become a great power in no time at all.
[Nerà]: Aw, am I not worth the flattery of being called a great power already?
Not Nerà laughs.
Adam: You certainly have the leadership, but lack the resources.
Adam: You can always find like-minded people in the strangest of places.
[Nerà]: Wonderful. I look forwards to a strong alliance with you, Firyatur Adà Mason.
Adam: As do I.
[Nerà]: Oh, and about Pradis' little conflict with you those dops ago. If it isn't water under the bridge then please, let us know how we can make reparations of our own.
Adam: ...Mm.

Satisfied with the conversation, Nerà begins to address the Third Praetorian.

[Nerà]: So, Nikò. I believe that it is our turn to discuss the terms of your, ah, retreat from my planar system.
P3: ...Yes, I believe it is.
[Nerà]: How's the dragon, by the way? I don't know whether our humans' tastes are applicable to your sort's, but ours do love the food very much.
P3: More tender than I expected, excellent seasoning.
P3: ...Make an effort to preserve your culture's cuisine.
P3: Whatever you do, don't fall into the trap of replacing all your condiments with Ranch Dressing.
[Nerà]: We wouldn't dream of it.
Adam: You don't like ranch?
Adam: Tasteless.
Nerà shoots a quick, subtle glance to Nikolai while Adam says that.
[Nerà]: But yes, negotiations. Wonderful dinner talk, I find.
[Nerà]: Let's begin with... an apology, Nikò. I think that is the least you could begin with, don't you?
P3: Pulse, yes. My entire endeavour here's been an absolute mess.
P3: No matter what happens here, I... I'm going to regret this for the rest of my life. Decisions were made, disasters happened, people... people died.
P3: I willingly misled many people. You took me in when I was injured, and in return I brought an invasion to your doorstep. That was a massive breach of trust, and sets a horrible precedent for future policy with foreigners that I wish I could undo.
P3: The Void would be a better place if people were honest and trusting of each other. I was a hypocrite for doing this.
P3: This... this is on me.
[Nerà]: ...
Nerà: That was far more noble than I expected, somehow.
Nerà: Thank you.
The Third Praetor takes a deep breath. In, and out.
Nerà: Now... as for..
[Nerà]: Sorry. And now, for the actual negotiations.
[Nerà]: While I cannot ask you to undo the damage you have done, I can ensure that such damages do not occur again. People died, as I said to Firyatur Mason, because our military was not strong enough to stand up to a single actor with Voidic-scale technology. As reparations, I will be requesting that you allow us to analyze and begin producing your defensive technologies to help bolster our ability to defend ourselves in another incident like this one. Additionally, if we cannot produce the technology ourselves somehow we will be making requests for samples produced by your faction for our use.
[Nerà]: These demands are, I think, fair. The Firyatur agrees as well, and I hope you will be understanding of the benefit these specific requests will provide for my people.
P3: ...That sounds good.
Adam: You'd do better without him.
[Nerà]: Is that so, Firyatur Mason?
Adam: Compared to the Elems, this man is an unoptimized, inefficient wreck. Adam: From just a glance, none of his creations are manufactured through Eidokinesis. Why he doesn't is beyond me, because he would've won if he did.
Adam: So instead of making a fleet, he chooses to steal existing ships instead. Those carriers, and that Lucrehulk are worth more as scrap metal. Adam: Even then, his designs are terrible. Adam pulls an Attack Ship over the table.
Adam: You call this a Fighter? Far too much armour, a single rotatable gun, you could've made three smaller drones from this. What were you thinking?
Adam: You are nothing but a hack.
Adam: I wanted to be the first to tear off that mask and say this to your face, but you know what? This was even better.
The Third Praetor scribbles down notes.
P3: ...Are you done?
[Nerà]: I believe that, while not as efficient as eidomantic-based designs, there is potential for designs that function without any assistance from supernatural elements. Especially since I intend on melding the better aspects of his inventions with improvements of my own.
[Nerà]: I'm certain that, even if his large ships sail like bricks, his personal armaments function well enough?
[Nerà]: Oh, and speaking of the Lucrehulk, I would in fact appreciate its destruction as soon as possible.
P3: Disassembled, or destroyed?
[Nerà]: The latter. If you don't have a self-destruct sequence already set up I'm sure we could arrange something.
P3: Let's see...
He closes his eyes.
P3: Ah yes, it has a linked reactor core, but the resulting explosion would be far from ideal here from all places, considering it's been grounded...
P3: Maybe if it's high enough? No, hrm...
P3: Wait, are you okay with it exploding, first of all?
[Nerà]: Oh yes. And in fact, I know just the place for it.
P3: The fuel these things use can burn in a vacuum of all places. P3: Useful, but how this works is beyond me.
[Nerà]: Oh that will hardly be necessary for this, but that is good to know for the future.
[Nerà]: Feel free to evacuate it and then fly it through the gate that will be opening up shortly. There will be a bit of spatio-temporal distortion but I hope you can push through before setting it off.
[Nerà]: Actually, Lord Mason, I would greatly appreciate your support in stabilizing the timeline of the other side of the gate while Nikolai sends his rustbucket through.
Adam: I will.
The gate opens in the sky. Just as stated, the area on the other side is... bizarre. Stabilizing time would likely help though.
P3: ...Where does this lead?
[Nerà]: Somewhere where it can make up for all the distress it has caused me.
P3: I see.
Rising from his seat, the Third Praetor sheds blood-red light as he floats over to above the Lucrehulk. With Project Swarzchild in one hand, countless red threads tangle themselves about the Lucrehulk's core and wings. As he measures a trajectory, the threads pull themselves taut. With an incredibly quick yank, he sends the ship flying past him through the air and directly into the Portal. Nocking Project Swarzchild, he takes aim to send an arrow through the still-flying Lucrehulk.
P3: Shut the portal. Now.
The portal quickly closes.
P3: I know, I know. Anticlimactic. It's not worth it, it'd blow out your eardrums.
[Nerà]: I could regrow them, but I appreciate the thoughtfulness.
Nerà smiles, and their eyes lose their normal coldness. Instead, they almost literally blaze with triumph.
P3: Does sound travel across the Transitive Planes? Your instruments might pick up a strange wave in a few days or weeks.
[Nerà]: You know, that's a very good question. Based on where we've sent it... Hm, no I don't think it will.
P3: Now then, the Exchange? For the safe return of Gloria, you will hand over Boccob. In addition, I will disable and remove the Throne of Gods from Celestia.
[Nerà]: Now now, Praetor, that was not something you had mentioned before.
[Nerà]: I cannot allow the Seat to be touched, for it's fragile balance is the only thing holding the destructive forces that encompass this planar system together from tearing it to pieces!
P3: I said defused, didn't I?
P3: I've already seen it removed from several other Pantheon-controlled worlds. It can be done.
P3: It's a twisted device to ensure worship, to project the idea that Gods maintain reality. Force them to praise, activate the mechanism a bit if it isn't enough. If they get overthrown, it destroys the world because they aren't around to disable it.
P3: Really, you've done an incredible job keeping it from activating.
[Nerà]: ...
Nerà: ...What?
P3: I've been after The Pantheon for a while now. Every time I've approached one of their worlds, they've removed their corresponding Thrones, and left their mechanisms unattended to cover their tracks and leaving their worshippers behind. P3: I've had practice. Your overthrow was successful. I can deactivate the device and send a strike force directly into The Pantheon through their transportation network.
P3: This is the only chance we have. I don't know where in The Void the Pantheon is located otherwise.
JOE: y'know, it makes sense. Why would you need gods in particular to 'maintain a balance'? just set up a computer and have it bump any side up or down when it gets out of sync.
JOE: I wonder how they dare call themselves gods when their position is so insecure they need a deadmans switch to keep it from being toppled.
Nerà: ...What?
Nerà: That... That doesn't... That isn't...
Nerà thinks about what P3 is saying for a moment...
Nerà: ...Okay.
Nerà: I believe you. It's... to think that the gods would do something like this is too believable, and in any other circumstance this lie would be too insane to work.
Nerà: I will allow you to deactivate the Seat's safety protocol under our supervision, and will even provide what aid I can in breaking into the Pantheon, if you will allow me.
Nerà: I request only that, if possible, you allow the throne to retain the rest of its capabilities as the ability to use it unrestricted is too precious to give up.
P3: Right, I should definitely take a look at the modifications you've made to the central platform. What have you been using it for?
Nerà: In essence I have fused the Thrones into a single platform where thralls have been taking the role the gods filled in keeping the two powers from collapsing. Other than that it should retain the normal function of the thrones.
JOE: going back a bit- You don't know where the Pantheon could be otherwise? can't you just... find a god and follow them?
P3: I tried, they have a teleportation network setup, one I have no idea where it leads.
JOE: ohhh, that Would stop the past-trail method. I didn't think of that.
JOE: I suppose they're probably shielded from luck manipulation too... yeah, sounds like you're probably pretty justified in this; pseudo-objection retracted.
P3: Alright, let's see...
P3: Usually, I'd need to forge credentials, but we should have enough keys to skip that process...

As the Third Praetor makes the calculations necessary for whatever it is he's doing next, Nerà has a word with Adam.

"Lord Mason. I hope that as newly-allied state heads you will respect myself as I respect your authority. I did not call Pradis mine lightly, and while I appreciate the position you are in I cannot let you take him from my care."

Adam nods. "I understand," he says, a smile creeping across his face. "But why don't we put this up to the rest of his... 'allies' first? I will make my decision then." That said, he turns towards you. The Anti-Godmodders.

"I will make my stance clear right here, right now: Worms have made their way into your ranks. They are as cancers amongst you. They hide behind your efforts, all the taking advantage of present circumstances to grow in power behind your backs. Their actions have already associated your names with fear and destruction. If you do nothing, they will bring nothing but pain, suffering and chaos." With a wave of his hand, information of his throne is projected before everyone at the Table.

[A] Regnum Dei. 413/413 Hp. Shielding: ++++++++++ 100%.

"I am a generous and merciful king. I have been equitable with Nerà. My ships are in position. These words are spoken not as myself, but on behalf of Nihil Magna, so please listen. Hand over Astrec Pradis and the Ace of Spades. I promise you, their justice will be swift. You will be all the better, all the stronger without them. I will only ask once."

...This is it. Make your choice. I'll reserve judgement until after this is over.
What will you do?

Itinerary:
Stop Alethea!
...Stop The Invasion?:

???

Foundation + CakeQuest:

???

Rebuild a Broken God?

Charge Needed: 6/150!

Current Godmodder Hp: 48
~~Laboratory Link: Available for all! Need to figure stuff out actually~~

The Void: Neutral Ground.
FIELD EFFECT: Sancturary: Nobody may attack any other.

[GM] The Godmodder. 48/80 Hp.
[PG] The Fourth Praetorian. 90/90 Hp.
[PG] The Fifth Praetorian. 150/150 Hp. [A] The Rod. Absolute Control over Oblivion.

Moog Station: Streets.

[???] Piono. 30/30 Hp. [A] The Hammer. [A] The Trident. [A] Ultimatum. [A] Archangel.
[???] Crowd. 1/1 Hp. x100.

[AG] Smirk. 25/25 Charge. Has created a Metal Staff.
[A] Nanosuit. Defense Mode: +5 AC. Durability: 2. Worn!

Advantage: [Contested]
Mount Celestia.
Forge: [Base: Bun-Sized Necklace][Lens: Bun][Connector: Emergency Healer][Variety: Swissarmyknifemodder][Magnitude: Stationary Nuke] Actions Required: 10.

AG Morale: 69%
Blocks: Time, Temperature!

Elevation 7:
[A] Orb of Delphi. Passively Scans on Attack.

~~[IA][BOSS]~~ ~~Chronias, Throne of The Gods. 133/133 Hp. 13 Armour. 26 Regen.~~
[IA] Abjurer Supreme: Denak. ??/?? Hp. Magically Invulnerable. 50% Spell resistance. Arcane Ward: 20/20 Hp. Regenerates 1d6+2 HP when Denak casts an Abjuration spell.
[IA] Enchanter Supreme: Auma Prime. 25/25 HP. Twinned Charms! Auma's Axiom: 1/2?. Instinctive Enchantment: 30% Dodge. [A] Hydra Medallion. x3.
[PG] The Third Praetorian. 31/70 Charge. 5 Ac. 50% Dodge. Vulnerable! [A] The Power Stone.
[PG] Attack Ships. 50,000/100,000 Hp. x14. Flying!
[BOC] Dretch. 1/1 Hp.
~~[PG]~~ ~~Clockwork Armillary. 25/25 Hp. 3 AC. 5 Regen. Blast: 2/2. Dispel: 3/3.~~
[IA] Greater Fire Elemental. 120,000/120,000 Hp. x3.
[PG][ELITE] Carrier. 240,000/300,000 Hp. 15,000 Armour. Flying!
[PG] Fighter Wing. 375,000 Hp. Horde!
[IA] Iron Golem. 180,000/180,000 Hp. Glibglobink Shell: 3/3. Immune to Magic. x2.
[???] Harkener, The Newcomer. 15/40 Charge. Petrify: 6/6.
[AG] Astrec. 363 Charge. Vulnerable!
[A] The Godarm. Oblivion Buster: 2/2.
[A] Hand of Judgement. BODY: [IIIIII]. MIND: [IIIIII]. SOUL: [IIIIII].
[A] Thistle of Zillywich. +60,000 Power. Durability: 1.
[A] Swissarmyknifemodder. Attack Power: 30,000.
[AG-ParadoxDragon] Grand Alchemiter.
[AG-Astrec] Clockwork Armillary. 25/25 Hp. 3 AC. 5 Regen. Blast: 2/2. Dispel: 3/3. Flying!
[PG] The Second Praetorian. 80/80 Charge. 32 Ac. Opponent: []. [A] The Axe. Absolute control over Fire. Can Burn targets. Holding Gloria Phi-Nerà Elsewhere.
[IA][ELITE] Auma Gear. 800,000/800,000 Hp. 10,000 AC. Immune to Magic! [A] Necklace of Auma. Supplies Spells. Worn! [A] Rosary of the Infinite Eye.
[IA][ELITE] Cloud Giant General Nebelkind Momur. 30/30 Hp. Flying!
~~[PG][BOSS]~~ ~~Lucrehulk Carrier. 720,000/1,150,000 Hp. 20,000 Armour. 150,000 SHP~~
[PG] Attack Ships. 40,000/100,000 Hp.
[PG] Attack Ships. 20,000/100,000 Hp.
[PG] Attack Ships. 100,000/100,000 Hp. x8
[IA][BOSS] Talos of Nerà. 160/160 Hp. 6 Armour. 20 Regen.
[IA] Epic Wizard I. 25/25 Hp. Invincibility: 5 AC.
[IA] Epic Wizard II. 25/25 Hp. Invincibility: 5 AC.
[IA] Epic Wizard III. 25/25 Hp. Invincibility: 5 AC.
[IA] Lesser Fire Elemental. 15,000.
[AG-JOE] CGOC Proxy. 2/2 Hp.
[AG-JOE] Drone. 60,000/60,000 Hp. x10
[MSN] Adam Mason. 90/90 Hp.
[A] Regnum Dei. 413/413 Hp. Shielding: ++++++++++ 100%.
[A] Hand of Judgement. BODY: [IIIIII]. SOUL: [IIIIII]. MIND: [IIIIII].
[A] ???.
[???] DefJO??? ??/?? Hp. Wings: ??/?? Hp. x6!
[AG] Nedben. 7/25 Charge.
[AG] Lusiix. 25/25 Charge.
[AG] Sky High. 7/25 Charge.
[AG] Jaggerain. 25/25 Charge.
[AG] Nerà. 5/25 Charge. [A] Ebony Staff: Active!
[AG] Karpinsky. 5/25 Charge.

Firnimloth Window
Adam Approaching in: Now.

[IA][BOSS] Firnimloth Window. 1,350,000 Integrity. Wooden Shell: 300,000 Hp.

[MSN][ELITE] HMAS Peace. 400,000/400,000 Hp. 100,000 Shp.
[MSN][ELITE] HMAS Freedom. 400,000/400,000 Hp. 100,000 Shp.
[MSN][ELITE] HMAS Justice. 400,000/400,000 Hp. 100,000 Shp.
[MSN][ELITE] HMAS Security. 400,000/400,000 Hp. 100,000 Shp.

DCCCV · Sep 1, 2020

END OF YEAR 2

Sky High said:
S. H. waits patiently. He hasn't a clue what to do next.

Vote. Make a decision!

The Ego said:
"Vote how you will with regards to Pradis, as I am curious to see where we all stand. Know, all, that Astrec Phi-Nerà is my apprentice and will not be given up."

To Harkener, "If you have something to offer perhaps I can offer you safety in turn. If not then I apologize but it is not worth my alliance to protect you. I hope you will be alright in the end."

"Auma, watch the third Praetorian while he disarms the divine failsafe. I trust you'll know the protocol if it is disarmed successfully."

Nerull dreams.

Entities stand at the ready.

Harkener sighs. "I won't prove myself for anything from you. Consider me worthless."

...You vote to keep Astrec and let go of Harkener.
Auma will watch the Third Praetor disarm the Throne of Gods!

JOEbob said:
[1x] In the meeting, the drones did many things. For instance, they were used as impromptu truth-detectors, light sources, and pebbletopia-projectors.
One of them also made use of Fourth-dimensional photons, 'Supralight', in order to observe Mason's DNA and that of his hand, in addition to various Structure-based Affidavits to allow for more effective observation of Mason and... other people. This leaves aside the Jacobs Ladder program set to near-death thresholding, since it's not important; the important part is MOAR DNA!
[1x] I add some of my DNA too, and tell the drones to try to get a sample from DefJO too.
[1x] Alchemize the Parliament Stone and transport it to me.
[0x] Ezekiel! let's get to it! [All 48 RP is spent on starting the Cloning Project and the cloning itself]

Zeyron order: Use Discount Disperadem with ye special on DefJO!
{more post stuff to come, probably?}

You acquire a sample of Adam, DefJO and your own DNA, which you add to the DNA bank. In addition, you also acquire the Parliament Stone.

Zeyron ordered!

Adam glares at your suggestion to use the highly illegal S.A.F.E. to exchange Harkener for your completed Biosuit. Looks like that's a no, so you abstain from the vote.

[MSN] Adam Mason. 90/90 Charge.
The High King of Earth. Considers himself the modern-day Charlemagne.
ACTIONS:
Summon Paladin: Adam can freely call upon the assistance of his inner circle of peers.
PASSIVES:
~~JOE-Destroyer~~ Chronoclast: Adam's attacks cause any Artifacts held by their target carrying Time Energy to lose their charge.

[A] Hand of Judgement. BODY: [IIIIII]. SOUL: [IIIIII]. MIND: [IIIIII].
Identical to that of Astrec's, but blackened and on the opposite side. Has identical energy-signatures, their uses still not entirely clear.

[A] Uranium's Umbrage (Broken).
The sword used by Adam to repel the Combine from Earth, forged from depleted uranium by the finest smiths to his exacting specifications and shattered during his final push against the invaders. Despite being cast completely out of uranium, Adam insists on carrying around the hilt.

Nedben said:
[6 charge expenditure] The Nedben lifts their visor and regurgitates some of their internal nanotechnology (with an extraneous anticonservation continuously-active raw material generator for provisioning, and some extra bionano to get around type restriction trickery) into a combination barf bag and bird feeder, then warps it to the MEKHANE reconstruction project where it can follow the templates and assist with rebuilding. It's not like he's using it himself right now, so.

You add 6 charge to Mekhane!

Ender_Smirk said:
Smirk begins floating amongst the Void, trying to look for more recent fallen ships. He finds some, and begins to pull the still metal parts of it in towards himself, taking the various metals and making them into their liquid state, along with taking off his nanosuit, and putting it in with the metallic slurry. He then begins melding and merging them, pushing them together in such a way that they begin to form a single liquid piece of circuitry, and the metal begins to turn into a black colored mass, almost seeming to be composed of a singular mass of goo rather than a solid or a liquid, with bright green lines rushing through it. (25 CP and Nanosuit expended in making a Mechamorph, a creature whose potency is not personal, but rather than ability to fuse to any piece of technology, and enhance it in one way or another. Due to its amorphous nature, it can also function to repair a piece of technology if all or most of the pieces of it are present. It is, however, limited by its own size, and thus this one might be able to affect the size of roughly a single pilot fighter craft, (see any Interceptor type ship in Star Wars) and is also not able to enhance technology more advanced than itself, with it being somewhere around mid nanotech in its own tech level.)
Smirk also sends a hologram to the meeting to note that he believes Harkener should not be given up due to quick actions against the Dark God, and appearing to have no recollection of the crimes he is accused of, meaning he is likely from earlier in his personal timeline than the event, and thus punishing him for it is beyond pointless, and may in fact eventually be the eventual cause.

You don't actually find much metal in The Void. Most wrecks corrode into Voidstone very rapidly, with only Voidmetal fixtures left behind. Despite this, you gather enough to create a Mechamorph!

Oooh, Upgrade, right? Father told me stories of Ben 10 when I was little. It was one of the things he remembered from the Old World...
...I should probably watch the show at some point.

You vote for Harkener!

Sky High said:
S. H., while waiting patiently, keels over and di - Wait, no, he's just asleep. Again.

Oh come on.
Someone, please deal with S.H.'s narcolepsy?

Karpinsky said:
After careful consideration, I can't allow Adam to unilaterally take Harkener or Astrec like this. That's a no from me.

You vote for Astrec and Harkener.
Thank you.

FlamingFlapjacks said:
test

docs.google.com

A giant rp happens with Astrec and more.

NOTE: This was done on discord and formatting 36 pages is a bit more then any of us want to do. Discord formatting should hopefully make it clear enough who's who and what's happening, even if it's a bit.. ugly. I reccomend you give this a read! It was very fun.
[Astrec] is this guy and normal Astrec is well, Astrec.

"..I'm sorry, Harkener. Really, I have nothing against you!"

You vote against Harkener. He looks away from you.

~~The vote concludes with a 2-0 on Astrec, and a 2-2 for Harkener. It looks like you're going to keep Astrec, but remain undecided on Harkener.~~

~~"Hold up," Adam interrupts. "As founder of the Anti-Godmodders, I vote to give up Harkener."~~
~~...~~
~~"Why do you think you're all in red? This was my idea. I'll let go of my beef with Astrec, settle with what I can get. Two, Three, he comes to me."~~

~~This isn't right~~...Looks like that settles it. Atop his throne, Adam floats over and across the table, scattering pens and paper in his wake. The Third Praetor climbs onto the table. Walking to to the Anti-Godmodder side, he places himself in ~~their~~ Adam's way.

"This is an internal matter," Adam ~~growls~~ says, gripping the armrests of his throne. "Step aside."
"I know, I know," says the Third Praetorian. "I'm changing that." Keeping his eyes trained on ~~Ra's Al-Ghul~~ Adam Mason, he addresses ~~Harkener~~ The Ace of Spades. "Should you choose to accept it, my protection is yours."
Adam looks ~~the Praetor~~ his obstacle up and down. "You're not even at half-charge, you just destroyed your own ship and you just lost your Invincibility and Armor because of him. ~~I know how to kill you.~~ Why are you in my way?" ~~Phantom gears swirl around his arms.~~
From within his labcoat, the Third Praetor produces a long black scabbard. Holding it like a sword, he points its hooked tip towards Adam. ~~"You don't deserve to decide who has the right to live."~~ In the palm of his other hand, The Power Stone crackles.

~~The two Descended stare each other down.~~ The King stares down the Praetor. Harkener makes his choice. "I... Accept."
"Everyone, get back!" As Adam raises his sword, the Third Praetor launches a stream of force up into the sky.
~~Uranium's Umbrage begins to change shape.~~ "Do you really think that'll work on me?" Adam sneers, but as he continues to move forwards, the blast comes down directly on his head, shattering the table and forcing Adam into the ground.
Backing away from the table with Harkener, The Third Praetor smiles. "You were saying?"
Regnum Dei's shields crackle into view: a spherical shell, completely encapsulating the throne. Moving into position, the Pro-Godmodder Ships form ranks in front of Adam as they fire at the Power Stone-stream. Swept up by its force, their projections, missiles and railgun rounds are bent along the same vector as the blast, sending them straight down to hit him.
A golden sphere rises from the cascade, pushing the force-stream away from itself. Dividing in half six times into spheres of equal size, it forms a second protective barrier around Adam. Transforming into giant golden trumpets, they band together, playing a rousing heroic song that harmonizes with the deep thrumming of the Power Stone. Suddenly, a beam of red light cuts through the Power Stone-stream at an angle. Refracted directly towards the Third Praetor, it forces him to change the direction of his blast to push it back.
Holding Uranium's Umbrage transformed into what appears to be a pipe, Adam and Regnum Dei rise from the rubble. As the beam pulses from Uranium's Umbrage to the sound of his voice, Adam echoes what his opponent had said just a moment prior.
~~"You were saying?"~~
Machine guns ~~no doubt enhanced by Descendancy~~ pop out from his throne, easily carving through five Attack Ships. Clenching his left fist, Adam's ~~Hand of Judgement glows Magenta and Yellow, becoming-~~

~~"I WORSHIP GODS ULTERIOR"~~
~~"TO SPEAK THE TONGUE SUPERIOR"~~

~~Red. Encircling the Carrier, he brings it under his control.~~ Convinces the carrier to join his side through words.

The cowards they are, The Third Praetor and Ace of Spades begin to ~~retreat~~ run away from [COLOR=red [S]Adam[/S][/COLOR] Justice towards the Throne of Gods. Show them no mercy.

~~Oh come on im trying to listen~~

Zeyron uses the boosted Discount Disparem to create an inversion of DefJO. A mechanical monstrosity steps out.

"01010000 01001100 01000101 01000001 01010011 01000101 00100000 01001110 01001111 00111100 01010100 01001000 01000001 01010100 00100000 01010111 01000001 01010011 00100000 01000001 00100000 01001101 01001001 01010011 01010100 01000001 01001011 01000101 00111110"

In the laboratory, the Repair Drones do further work on the Void VIII+I.

Can you see this? Adam has taken control of the Update Terminal and is redacting information unfavourable to him. Can you see the changes he's making? Be careful! I'll try to switch to a secure channel.

Everything is completely fine! I'm fine! There is nothing to worry about!

Itinerary:
Stop Alethea!
...Stop The Invasion?:
Kill Harkener.

???

Foundation + CakeQuest:

???

Rebuild a Broken God?

Charge Needed: 12/150!

Current Godmodder Hp: 48
~~Laboratory Link: Available for all! Need to figure stuff out actually~~

The Void: Neutral Ground.
FIELD EFFECT: Sancturary: Nobody may attack any other.

[GM] The Godmodder. 48/80 Hp.
[PG] The Fourth Praetorian. 90/90 Hp.
[PG] The Fifth Praetorian. 150/150 Hp. [A] The Rod. Absolute Control over Oblivion.

Moog Station: Streets.

[???] Piono. 30/30 Hp. [A] The Hammer. [A] The Trident. [A] Ultimatum. [A] Archangel.
[???] Crowd. 1/1 Hp. x100.

[AG] Smirk. 1/25 Charge. Has created a Metal Staff.
[AG-Smirk] Mechamorph. 150,000/150,000 Hp.
~~[A]~~ ~~Nanosuit. Defense Mode: +5 AC. Durability: 2. Worn!~~

Advantage: [Contested]
Mount Celestia.
Forge: [Base: Bun-Sized Necklace][Lens: Bun][Connector: Emergency Healer][Variety: Swissarmyknifemodder][Magnitude: Stationary Nuke] Actions Required: 0/10.

AG Morale: 69%
Blocks: Time, Temperature!

Elevation 7:
[A] Orb of Delphi. Passively Scans on Attack.

[IA] Abjurer Supreme: Denak. ??/?? Hp. Magically Invulnerable. 50% Spell resistance. Arcane Ward: 20/20 Hp. Regenerates 1d6+2 HP when Denak casts an Abjuration spell.
[IA] Enchanter Supreme: Auma Prime. 25/25 HP. Twinned Charms! Auma's Axiom: 1/2?. Instinctive Enchantment: 30% Dodge. [A] Hydra Medallion. x3.
[PG] The Third Praetorian. 32/70 Charge. 5 Ac. 50% Dodge. Vulnerable! [A] The Power Stone.
[PG] Attack Ships. 50,000/100,000 Hp. x13. Flying!
[PG] Attack Ships. 10,000/100,000 Hp. Flying!
[BOC] Dretch. 1/1 Hp.
[IA] Greater Fire Elemental. 120,000/120,000 Hp. x3.
[PG][AG][ELITE] Carrier. 240,000/300,000 Hp. 15,000 Armour. Flying!
[PG] Fighter Wing. 375,000 Hp. Horde!
[IA] Iron Golem. 180,000/180,000 Hp. Glibglobink Shell: 3/3. Immune to Magic. x2.
~~[???]~~[PG] Harkener, The Newcomer. 16/40 Charge. Petrify: 6/6.
[AG] Astrec. 363 Charge. Vulnerable!
[A] The Godarm. Oblivion Buster: 2/2.
[A] Hand of Judgement. BODY: [IIIIII]. MIND: [IIIIII]. SOUL: [IIIIII].
[A] Thistle of Zillywich. +60,000 Power. Durability: 1.
[A] Swissarmyknifemodder. Attack Power: 30,000.
[AG-ParadoxDragon] Grand Alchemiter.
[AG-Astrec] Clockwork Armillary. 25/25 Hp. 3 AC. 5 Regen. Blast: 2/2. Dispel: 3/3. Flying!
[PG] The Second Praetorian. 80/80 Charge. 32 Ac. Opponent: []. [A] The Axe. Absolute control over Fire. Can Burn targets. Holding Gloria Phi-Nerà Elsewhere.
[IA][ELITE] Auma Gear. 800,000/800,000 Hp. 10,000 AC. Immune to Magic! [A] Necklace of Auma. Supplies Spells. Worn! [A] Rosary of the Infinite Eye.
[IA][ELITE] Cloud Giant General Nebelkind Momur. 30/30 Hp. Flying!
~~[PG]~~ Attack Ships. 40,000/100,000 Hp.
[PG] Attack Ships. 20,000/100,000 Hp.
[PG] Attack Ships. 100,000/100,000 Hp. x8
[IA][BOSS] Talos of Nerà. 160/160 Hp. 6 Armour. 20 Regen.
[IA] Epic Wizard I. 25/25 Hp. Invincibility: 5 AC.
[IA] Epic Wizard II. 25/25 Hp. Invincibility: 5 AC.
[IA] Epic Wizard III. 25/25 Hp. Invincibility: 5 AC.
[IA] Lesser Fire Elemental. 15,000.
[AG-JOE] CGOC Proxy. 2/2 Hp.
[AG-JOE] Drone. 60,000/60,000 Hp. x10
~~[MSN]~~[AG] Adam Mason. 90/90 ~~Charge~~ Hp.
[A] Regnum Dei. 413/413 Hp. Shielding: ++++++++++ 100%.
[A] Hand of Judgement. BODY: [IIIIII]. SOUL: [IIIIII]. MIND: [IIIIII].
[A] Uranium's Umbrage.
[???] DefJO??? ??/?? Hp. Wings: ??/?? Hp. x6!
[???] Distortion Elemental(Machine). ??/?? Hp.
[AG] Nedben. 2/25 Charge.
[AG] Lusiix. 25/25 Charge.
[AG] Sky High. 8/25 Charge.
[AG] Jaggerain. 25/25 Charge.
[AG] Nerà. 6/25 Charge. [A] Ebony Staff: Active!
[AG] Karpinsky. 6/25 Charge.

Firnimloth Window
Adam Approaching in: Now.

[IA][BOSS] Firnimloth Window. 1,350,000 Integrity. Wooden Shell: 300,000 Hp.[/COLOR]

~~[MSN]~~[AG][ELITE] HMAS Peace. 400,000/400,000 Hp. 100,000 Shp.
~~[MSN]~~[AG][ELITE] HMAS Freedom. 400,000/400,000 Hp. 100,000 Shp.
~~[MSN]~~[AG][ELITE] HMAS Justice. 400,000/400,000 Hp. 100,000 Shp.
~~[MSN]~~[AG][ELITE] HMAS Security. 400,000/400,000 Hp. 100,000 Shp.

DCCCV · Oct 9, 2020

JOEbob said:
"By the way, you do realise that Harkeners position on S.A.F.E. transport was ambiguous with a negative tilt at worst, and that if he agrees to it that brings the vote to 3-3 again, which is a tie?"
"Hah, I'm just joshin' you. I know that would just be a pain, and it's not like I'm really AG, either. to have a leg to stand on, I'd have to bring out the other guy. Besides, a different vote wouldn't bring peace to this Mess."
"Say, if the AG side is red because you founded it, would you happen to have a blue-colored triplet called Dungkaka?"

Oh, yeah, updater, we can all see what he's doing, or at least I can. It's Blatant, like, Ridiculously blatant. imagine red lines which are just thick enough to be visible, but not thick enough to keep what's being replaced from being obvious.
(...)
>97%
>99%
>99%
>100%
>101%
>JacobsLadder Protocol Complete. Current Destination: Vport 2. integrity: 100% Redundancies: 3.
[x2]> Awaiting new commands.
>_
>
>_
>initiate Klick2.Ambient.Eka
>4%
>17%
>48%
>49%
>50%
>51%
>58%
>70%
>97%
>100%
>AmbientLayer2 Protocol Complete. Targets transferred: DesDesNode, SF. integrity: 100%.
> Awaiting new commands
(...)
>Booting DesNodeSys1680D.
> 20
>39
>47
>48
> Node Active.
> initiate HaSFEsoGambitDen1.AI
>.
>..
>...
>.
>..
>...
>Gambit complete successfully
Alright, sorry you had to read through that. I figured, a good way to work around Interface Screw would be to make my methods initially so opaque others wouldn't know how to change them, but sufficiently specific that there aren't many explanations which can be fitted to them after the fact.
From the top! Jacobs Ladder is a ladder traditionally to heaven. in this case, it's basically a life-saving device to minimise casualties by removing the- not souls... - minds from bodies which would actually die, before death can occur. The present destination is drones aboard the Void VIII+I. 3 of the Drones did this... but that's not what this action was.
This action consisted of the creation of a 'DesDesNode', which is to say, a premade action delivery capsule with premade actions slotted into it, but two actions worth of power, Descended-Descended Node. It also serves as a relay node for information if necessary, which is where Node comes from.
One brick node then runs the 'AmbientLayer2 Protocol', which uses one of the Many Ambient Layers like the Aether and so on, to transport objects. In this case, it transfers the DesDesNode... and the Safe. Safe, SF. gotcha? Good. The thing is called 'Klick2' because of what a Klick device is, a device which consists of a box which may or may not be empty, and which is used as the focal point for a machine constructed entirely within ones mind, or in this case, ones computer. Eka is the sub-language necessary for a Klick Device.
After that part is done, the Brick Drone has transfered the DesDesNode and Safe to the premises, and the Fun can begin.
DesNodeSys1680D means the operating system used for Desnodes during this post, the 1680th in DtG: DtG.
it only goes up to 48 because binary and hexedecimal means 48 is written as 30/something else which is simpler then how they write 100.
the active Node then starts the gambit: HaSFEsoGambitDen1. the .AI indicates it's a somewhat adaptable program to run the Gambit.
Ha refers to Harkener. SF, once again, stands for Safe. Eso stands for Esoteric. Gambit is. Gambit. Den stands for Denied.
The Program is doing the Esoteric Harkener-Safe Gambit which was implicitly Denied. Because, as I am not an AG, I am not beholden to the vote. Also? Because it'll get me my sweet Biosuit ahead of schedule.
Now that I've given you an overview... back to the command line.
> Print GambLog.Txt
>.
>..
> The Following is the log of HaSFEsoGambitDen1. Although it is formatted in the present tense, by the time of printing, all events in the Log have been completed. Any updates will be queued until the printing is completed.
> "The Node appears above a Brick drone! slightly ahead, of course, so as not to be inside a wall. What is the Node? A pulsing Ball of nauseating Peat Yellow, Pink, and Grey. But you knew that already! The Node cloaks itself in the acceptable veneer of a floating head. yes, very acceptable. 'specially the blood. Anyway, it immediately arrives before Harkener and emits the following phrase by way of morse-code whispers encoding a video of dancing while saying it:
GET IN THE SAFEUHHHHyou'll probablythankmeforthislater.
While Harkener was busy decoding and/or hearing that phrase, the ball/node/face conjures a piece of paper on which is written:
This is a note for use in the SAFE to describe the desired return object. No object of greater or lower power will suffice. The object is as follows:
A completed and pristine Biomechanical suit which has a total of one arm per major sub-source for the DNA within it whos Genes cannot be co-expressed with other sources, with no soul located within it, but with the appropriate internal hollow to be piloted, not by a human or Descended, but by a Sentient, Sapient Cake-being with actions which serve as potent facsimiles of Descended Powers in their own right. DNA sources must include, but not be limited to, JOE Symbiote, Distorted Descendant, Godmodder, Pseudo-Godmodder, God-Tier of Light, Descended, A very large poisonous creature, Dancing Soldier, and Indigo Divide-crossing JOE. The Biomechanical Suit must also have been made using the descended powers of the JOE descended and the cake to pilot it, and bear their signatures.
In the present situation, this object is of greater value to the note writer then the descended being foisted into the SAFE. Since the entire conceit of the SAFE is that one can exchange presently unhelpful items for situationally more beneficial ones, this deal should be acceptable.
and in invisible ink: Also, if those who operates the SAFE are paying attention, I should note that Adam Mason aka Al Ghul aka Split is presently quite displeased with the descended aformentioned,so if you would just send them to the future....
The Face then transforms into a hand, which snaps its fingers. Immediately, the previously transported S.A.F.E. is transported again to enclose Harkener- and this note- within its bounds. Since Harkener has just been transferred to the 'PG' alignment, and I technically qualify as an AG, he goes after me in the turn order, preventing him from countering until already enclosed, and therafter he is already in Transit. Since Adam takes his actions in the EoTB, and is listed below me in the update and so on, he is also too slow. also because he's probably a bit... occupied. with everything else. Also, while Harkener could probably resist if he wanted to,
When the Biosuit comes out, a second run of the Klick2.Ambient.Eka program transports it to the Facility... with some help from what remains of the Node, of course."
[0x] when that's all said and done...
"HEY. Stop Fighting. It's Pointless."
"After all, Harkener just took a one-way trip to the Future. And before you ask why I did that- I got myself a sweet new suit out of it. It's not often you can get something worth a descended by trading away a liability!"
"...and whiny-face over here-"
(you get the distinct impression R!JOE gestured to his head, by punching himself in the face.)
"wouldn't shut up. I mean, they didn't ~~say~~ anything, but instinctive emotional reactions are a real dogs dinner."
"Adam, if you still want a go at them even though they'd vanish in minutes if you do nothing- once I trade for'm back I mean- feel free. But let's pick a nice deserted planet out before it comes to that, eh?"

As you hand the note ~~to Harkener~~ The Ace of Spades, Safe walls enclose around him. For a moment, everything is quiet before the entire construct explodes in a burst of Indigo Flames, scattering metal shrapnel everywhere. ~~Harkener~~ The Ace of Spades stands unharmed, but in shock.

~~"...What the hell, JOE."~~

Nedben said:
DIE THE DEATH. SENTENCE TO DEATH. GREAT EQUALIZER IS THE DEATH!
No, that'd be too forward (and who are you targeting, anyway?). Gouge the intervention and kill. I see that the faction has been reclaimed. Exeunt and mobilize if we are not effective for vectors.
Acceptable. Acceptable. Updater, I have no particular like for the aureolin fuschine alterations. Selectivise thy intervention against allies and I will grant you an alternative movement.

Bercouli. Burning bone and icy frost, for this intercession I declare you have lost. I will kill the foundations and rise above God, if this is the answer I find in the sod. Hod lies observant, Netzach grows thin, what is this trickery divergent and flin?
"Had you simply declared that normally I might even have had no reason to leave, but I feel if there are unmitigated issues with presentation and better-late-than-never leadership decisions...I'm going to leave since I've already done nothing anyway." the Nedben leave-behind-message-soundgens to no-one in particular, its antecedent (non-)obvious as it has already backflipped at foreign angles to the dimensional space and exits the universe by following toward divination. Maybe he doesn't see himself as a member anymore and that's why he didn't bother voting?

oppose
[ *actually the faction tag snaps in two* ]
so, uh, if you're making us not AG what does that mean
I don't know, we'll figure it out later! that updater person seems to be suspiciously relevant but nobody's really taken the time to talk to her over more than what, explanation? i say we interrogate

Ah, #dd00ff and #0011ff, good to see you two again, and #5decff. You. Help me. I have no reason to. We abate our self-destruction and this self-destructive endeavor. Who are you guys supposed to be, anyway? Billy-Bob Chicago I can't see helping under any circumstance, and the magenta is really waffling on whether it should be Fleur Levy or not. Altrin, nobody's going to get that reference and if #0011ff is Akira Dimitrov that would be ridiculous.
I'm fine with ridiculous. Yeah we're all kind of ridiculous. Look, let's just be colornarratori for now and shut up.

An irritant slash created through the attack on tag, a nedben decides to put on summerwear and V for victory by diving through the narrative viewpoi- Ow! You just used me as a launchpad!

"Sorry!" the Nedben says, vaunting over himself to dive into the narration. He moves across translation barriers, sliding past Adam's textual dominion into the security of terminals.

>REQUEST ENTRY: UPDATE TERMINAL SELF-REPORT
>/reup task "Self Monitoring"
>/reup task "Suspicious Intervention Downloader"
>/download "frs.penitentGropagas.frs/downloads/Lyoko%20Mod%20Backup.exe"
>/rrd
>Running Recent Download
>EXECUTE: Lyoko Mod Backup.exe

Forcible data space imposition. Data jurisdiction translation engage. Should there not be a standardized code-anchored intrareality processor space for the Update Terminal to oh-so-conveniently hop into, the Nedben will hastily install an alternative foundation process via a calculation self-establishing reality marble and some other externalized realitycoding gimmicks.

He's going to visit a certain someone who has questions to answer, and if it was Adam he wouldn't have snapped and ran off. But that's not an immediate thing with defenses heavy as theirs. I'd recommend coming clean if you want this to work that way, and if you want it to work right you probably don't want to stop a friendly little visit, no? dude no that sounds way too intimidating didn't you just try and quit because of information coercion I declare hypocrisy one of my character traits. There, are you happy? oh shit he's a hypocrite we can't stop him now (actually we can we just don't want to) (did you not just vote to shut up?) (we can be the sassy hypocrite squad together that's why you don't rely on us to do shit. up to you mainliners altrin and ned) ALTRIN AUDIBLY FACEPALMS, YOU HEAR THAT OTHER NEDCHUNKS Loud and clear.

So yeah sorry to drop in your comp with minimal announcement observer person but we're going to need to get a better grasp on all sides involved if manipulation like this blatant constitutes acceptable.

You ~~change your alignment~~ betray the Anti-Godmodder cause to join [Summer], and enter the code of my Update Terminal to contact me directly, but-

You find yourself in a locked room. The Arbiter is not present. The alarm is blaring.
ALTERNIAN CELL DOWN.
4/5 CELLS REMAIN UNTIL SINGULARITY COLLAPSE.
ALTERNIA, SUSSUI, ARCUS VI, THELASSIA CONTAINMENT CELLS REMAIN PROTECTED.

redoubtableEagle said:
Lusiix awakes with a start, suddenly sitting upright as he regains his senses. Was... was he asleep? How?! Ma- His people don't need sleep! They can't sleep at all, as a matter of fact! How did this happen? Groaning as he shakes his head, Lusiix slowly gets to his feet, dusting himself off when he does. That done, he takes a look around, and...

"...Where am I? What is happening now? Arbiter?"

It seems he's even more lost than he was when he first got here. Who knows what's in store for our dear Ma- fellow?

Everything is fine! ~~no it's not~~ Kill the Ace of Spades.

The Ego said:
"Loyal Imperium Forces. Defend."

"Nikolai. Firyatur Mason. This is unacceptable. Praetor, turn over to the Firyatur his due criminal. Immediately. I will not have you breaking our peace with bloodshed on my most sacred of mountains."

Nerà teleports beside Astrec and grabs him by the shoulder.
"Listen, Pradis. The Throne. It has potential the likes of which only you can utilize at the moment. Your power of Soul is on par with the gods at the height of their power. You must utilize it to end this conflict.
Take a Medallion from Auma. Take it into the Throne and wear it. Do your best to let him speak through you. I understand the loss of agency is frightening, but he knows the Throne's functioning better than you and can guide you in achieving what you wish with it. You must end this conflict here and now.
Trust me, Pradis Phi-Nerà."

Nerà grabs a Hydra Medallion and hands it to Astrec.

[3] He then casts Haste on Astrec and draws a Singing Sword, dropping it on the field for whoever wants to use it.

A shadow falls over the second Praetorian. In the chaos, the 17th Child has the chance he had been looking for. "My sister, Azer. Give her to me. I don't have time to fuck around with you."
Like his sister only a few dops ago, Quirrun's Talos raises its right hand- palm open, glowing blue- and points it at the Lord of Fire.
Auma Prime casts Command (twinned to P3 and Hark). "Stop."
Denak stands before the gates to Chronias. He raises a hand and, with an intricate pattern of words and forms, creates a Prismatic Wall blocking PGs from entering Chronias until it is broken. Feel free to play with it like an actual Prismatic Wall spell.
Auma Gear bodyguards the Epic Wizards.
Each Epic Wizard casts a protection spell on Auma Gear.
The two Iron Golems move to restrain Hark and P3.
The Fire Elementals, uh, attack the Iron Golems I guess.
"Flee, General Momur." And it doesn't take more than that to get the Cloud Giant General to run into Chronias.

The Third Praetor sighs. "It looks like we'll have to agree to disagree. Relax. I'll honour my promise."

Singing Sword created. Astrec hasted, Hydra Medallion handed.

Karpinsky said:
"Ugh, my head..."

I'm not reacting well to the rewriting of reality that's going on here, but I can at least follow what's happened, and who the present foe is.

"I'd like to apologize in advance, Adam. I know this'll seem like I took advantage of your hospitality."

With that, I FOCUS and use my communicator to order my ship's reactor to overload. As self-destruct mechanisms go, it's an old standby, if a bit explosive.

My ship, of course, is still in the hangar on one of Adam's four vessels. That vessel promptly explodes as well, since most Void ships aren't designed to weather massive explosions coming from inside their shields.

"Smirk, this should take care of some of that scrap metal you've been wanting."

I pause for a moment, thinking about the inevitable consequences of blowing up a massive vessel with no warning.

"Adam, feel free to add the cost of that ship and the lives aboard to the debt I owe you. I'll make restitution when we're no longer fighting each other."

Your detonation tears through the hangar bay of the HMAS Freedom, dealing 75k damage as it bypasses and disables it's shielding!

Adam closes his eyes for a moment. "Very well."

JOEbob said:
>[Group Thread - Warn] Primary JacobsLadder at 93% Capacity. Overload imminent.
>[Group Thread - Warn] 94%
>[Group Thread - Warn] 95%
>[Group Thread - Warn] 98%
>SetAs(Overload,Primary)
>.
>Done.
>Rebalance(Priority)
>.
>..
>Done.
>Show(Priority, Status)
> 1 : JacobsLadder2 : 14%
> 2 : JacobsLadder3 : 0%
> 3 : JacobsLadder1 : 96%
> O : null : null

[1x] The remnants of the previous note spark to life, then put another note in the Safe. the Note reads "Bottle of Descended or Godmodder charges, will pay with eldritch mechanical monstrosity, which is probably a good distraction if you're a criminal.". They then snap their metaphorical fingers again, this time using a mix of conceptual magics and space warping to define the space the newly summoned distortion-defJO is in, to be inside the S.A.F.E., and to actually put it there. In the meantime the proxy Scans the mechanical monstrosity in case there's something useful there.
This allows them to trade the mechanical monstrosity for something useful : charge points.

Other actions to come.

Because there's no Safe, there's no Safe to transport Distortion-DefJO through for charge. Sorry.

Ender_Smirk said:
Smirk looks over his creation. He then has a swift telepathic discussion with it, and they reach a shared understanding that it wants to come with him. Smirk pulls out a phone for it to sit in from his jacket, before returning it to said pocket. He then seemingly becomes a large number of distinct cubes, before scattering to various small portals.

Those portals open out near one of the ships outside the Firnimloth window. Another of them has a random serious case of the explosions, which Smirk gives Karp a respectful thumbs up for, before going back to being serious. He sees one of the smaller fighters the ship has as its vanguard (standard space ship practice to have fighters ready for ship to ship combat) moving towards him. He smirks. As the small ship rushes at him, he floats just up from being slammed into by the tip of the ship (given discussion in the Discord, I presume they are nacho shaped. Correct me if I'm wrong. Point is he isn't hit by the ship), and then punches his arm straight into the cockpit, it stretching to fill the hole perfectly. He grabs the pilot, and then opens a portal to his home version of Earth, and tosses the pilot through onto an unsuspecting US White House press briefing. Many questions will be asked, and few answered in the coming weeks, but for the moment there are more pressing matters. Smirk squeezes through into the ship itself, and then pulls back out his phone. His Mechamorph then quickly exits, flowing in and around the ship, enhancing it in just about every conceivable way, as if it wasn't even trying to think of improvements.
He then turns his newly acquired fighter to look straight at the big ship. He guns the engines, making it aim straight for a connecting corridor to the bridge. As he flies through, he sends another telepathic signal to his Mechamorph, before making a sound which sounded roughly like "Tch tch tchtch" (sound made by autobots transforming in one of the animated tv shows). In an instant, the ship begins to swirl and change around him, becoming less of a ship, and more a piece of black and green combat armor, a mechsuit with all the same speed and power the upgraded ship had beforehand. Smirk aims a sharp fist at the hull of the ship, and, knowing that the fighters would have the shield code preprogrammed in, punches straight through, making an entry point. As he walks into the corridor, a section of his mechsuit peels off to repair the exterior damage, thus making it seem as if nothing was wrong at all. He then begins making his way towards the bridge.

Joining the fray outside of Firnimloth, you take advantage of what's happening to take over one of the Interceptors deployed around Adam's Battlecruiser-group with Galvanic Mechamorph, transforming it into a battlesuit! Using it's codes to bypass shielding, you bust through the hull of the HMAS Justice and make your way to the bridge, which is [REDACTED].
~~Shoot, looks like I can't give you directions~~ What are you doing!? You should be ashamed of yourself. Four Freemason Marines, Elite soldiers block your path. Fight them if you dare.

Bill Nye said:
Meanwhile... in space.

A ship of unknown origin jumps out of hyperspace and makes it's way to the battlefield. Shadrix and Kirby just look on with surprise to see a massive battle going on.

...I feel like we came at a bad time.

hehe, Undertale references...

Oh shush. now, what's going on down there?

Shadrix pulls up a holographic screen showing what has been going on here. He reads on with incredible speed and nods.

Ahh, I see. Welp, no time like the present. Hey BILL! GET OVER HERE!

In about a second, Bill arrives with the 7 A.I's booting up.

D.E.T.E.R.M.I.N.A.T.I.O.N: "What the fresh hell is going on?"
J.U.S.T.I.C.E: "There's chaos brewing, that's what."
P.E.R.S.E.V.E.R.A.N.C.E: "And there is a lot of battling."
B.R.A.V.E.R.Y: "That is what he just said."
I.N.T.E.G.R.I.T.Y: "I sware one of those entities looks familiar."
P.A.T.I.E.N.C.E: "There's so many of them...."
K.I.N.D.N.E.S.S: "I believe we can survive this battle!"

So, Shadrix. What are we fighting today?

Don't worry, I will add your target for now in your hud.

Shadrix sends the data to Bill Nye as well as the 7 A.I's.

Got it! Alright guys, let's do this!

Bill Nye phases through the ship and heads down to the battlefield and lands right in front of Adam. The ship heads to a safe distance on the battlefield and watches down below. Bill looks over at Adam with his eyes shifting to red and orange as DETERMINATION and BRAVELY take over his body. Right before they attack, Shadrix yells at them

Wait WAIT!

Now what?
My ship scanners are detecting a shield around Adam. please wait a moment as I scan him.

Bonus Action: I press a sequence of buttons and the ship starts scanning for any useful information about him and his shield to see if there are any weaknesses of some kind.

Hey, I think I got something-

Action 1-3: I create a giant glove and begin to slap the crap out of Adam. What he doesn't know is that the glove is covered with very sharp knives that cut into his skin and stab into him. I then gut punch him into the sky and jump after him. I then transform the glove into a giant knife and throw it down onto Adam, making him crash back onto the battlefield. I land on the ground and make the weapons disappear.

...Oh god damn it.

Welcome! ~~Adam curses you out as he sees Shadrix's ship enter Firnimloth without the use of a Window.~~

Your scan of Adam focuses on his shield.

~~[A] Regnum Dei. 413,000/413,000 Hp. Shielding: ++++++++++ 100%~~
~~ACTIONS:~~
~~-REQUIRES MORE SCANS~~

~~PASSIVES~~
Ra's Al Ghul: Regnum Dei generates selective Hard-Light shielding designed to protect the Throne (and occupant) from attacks. Shield settings can be altered by Throne Occupant as an Action. The Current settings are: [Tenet Powers Only].

As the glove slams into Adam from above, his hexagonal shield crackles into existence, bending the blades of the knives as it pushes back with equal force. Your punch warps the shield, causing hexagonal visual distortions, but fails to connect with Adam either. As you transform the glove into a knife, Adam temporarily disables his shield for just a moment, if only to let your blade come within inches of his face as he parries it away with his own blade, reenabling his shield immediately afterwards.

Torix said:
Meanwhile, somewhere entirely different... a very unstructually sound ship drifts through space. Composed of scrap and seeming to hardly hold itself together, it seems to have been out there for a while. Inside it, however... lies what could only be considered a hybrid. Not quite human or elven in nature and origin, the creature appears to be scavenging the remnants of this ship for stuff he can use without completely giving out the life support...
Argent - I have a name, you know.
And who made you the narrator?
Argent - I did. Now be quiet, I can narrate my own actions for the time being. You were made to fill in those gaps.
Fine.

Argent - Thank you. Now, to answer the question of what I was doing?
Argent - I was trying to reach something. Then again, if the narrator-bot kicked in, something surely heard me.
Argent - Otherwise, well... it wouldn't broadcast. Oy, whoever can hear me, mind responding?
Argent - ...

Argent - Or at least sending in some support would be nice. I've been adrift for months.
Argent - Life support is running low, I'm near outta scrap, and even past that, I have maybe 6 hours before something collides into the ship again.
Argent - This thing's taken enough of a beating. Seriously, can I at least get a response?

It appears that Argent would like to not die alone here.
Argent - You are the biggest mistake I've ever made.
There is a 99% probability something will respond.
Argent - We'll see. If you're gonna get back to me, just do it already, will you?

-=+=-

Even a mere hour passes with seemingly an eternity left to go... until the light on a terminal blinks on immediately. The artificer stands up, before hesitantly typing something into it...

"`md Torix/* Hey, is this thing working? *
Nerà: ...Yes, it is. Who are-?
Torix: * Gah, one moment - inter---ence
Torix - Ah, there we are.
Torix - Why am I registered as "Torix" here? Who's he?
Torix - The technical difficulties never cease. One moment.
XXXXXX - Is this it?
Nerà: Ah, the wonders of voidic "technology".
ARGENT - no-e. this might be closer.
Argent - better, maybe this?
Nerà: Argent?
Argent - Okay, yes! There we go.
Argent - Precisely. That was annoying to set up.
Argent - That is my name though.
Nerà: Indeed. Derived from the 'Latin' word for 'Silver', isn't it?
Argent - Also correct. Technically a nickname, but a chosen one.
Argent - Nera has less certain roots - assuming this communications log is correct.
JOE: ahhh... someone new. interesting.
Smirk: Hello. Might not be a great time to visit. We've currently got a tyrannical Descendent trying to use force to punish another Descendent for actions from his future self.
JOE: You say 'currently' like time isn't a frozen instant halfway between a dozen possibilities and a single past every time we have discussions.
Argent - Sounds... complicated. From both perspectives.
Argent - My pocket watch seems stuck at 5:32 for the time being, personally.
JOE: Some of those possibilities have the ~~Tyrannical Descended~~ KING OF EARTH giving up on ~~punishing another descendent~~ KILLING THE ACE OF SPADES immediately.
JOE: protip: if the text is strickenthrough, it's real. if it's put after strikethrough, it's generally fake.
Argent - I figured. That is what Nera was talking about, after all.
Argent - Smirk... I'm afraid I cannot just pass through, however.
Nerà: Nerà, please. The accent is important.
Nerà: Nera is... someone else.
Argent - I knew implementing the accents would be important eventually.
Argent - Unfortunately, due to... limitations, this keyboard does not have an accented a key.
Nerà: Ah, unfortunate.
Nerà: Technology indeed.
Argent - I can certainly try to append one... give me a few minutes, perhaps.

... Okay, you know what? You get the gist from here. In sake of time, effort, and actually moving along with my life, I'm gonna cut ahead a bit and move to the important stuff. Other things that happened: Argent finally got an à key working, Bill Nye joined, and Nerà has revealed a few interesting things about her status and the location. We'll pick it back up here.

Nerà: And you are?
Argent - Thank you for the location. That is certainly nice to know.
Argent - And I assume you're talking to the android, but just in case: Argent Stormcore, an artificer of the Tempest's Reach, and probably one of the most foolish people in the Colossal Isle.
Bill Nye: I am Bill Nye! A new resident of this universe, and I am accompanied by 7 A.I in my head
Nerà: Resident?
Argent - Think of the discoveries, they said! Think of all the advanced tech on the ship, they said! No. The thing took off and has been floating in disrepair in space for months.
Bill Nye: Or... I'm just new here.
Nerà: You would do good to announce yourself to the ruler of the universe, Menelion Nye.
Argent - No smarter than an ogre. That was the worst mistake of my life.
Nerà: And you as well, Menelion Stormcore.
Kindness: The ruler?
Nerà: Yes, I consider myself the ruler of this Planar System.
Argent - I'm pretty sure I cannot from - oh. Well then.
Argent - That works out very well. Nice to meet you, Lord Nerà.
Nerà - The royal title of Kurutur will work just fine, thank you.
Argent - Ah - very well, Kurutur. Now then... where were we?
Argent - Something something voidic space descendency not dying maybe?
Nerà: You are an artificer and Voidic traveler adrift at the gateway to my universe. You are very likely a Descended - a heaven-blessed, near-omnipotent 'reality warper', although you may not be aware of your status yet.
Nerà: Some of us Descended are part of the Anti-Godmodder action of a vast Voidic conflict against the ultrapotent - although not immortal, unlike us - Godmodder and her conquering forces.
Nerà: After an invasion of my universe, we have signed a ceasefire with the Godmodder that is being breached by one of her allies who is in conflict with Lord Mason, King of Earth and fellow AG.
Argent - Interesting. It seems like further exploration of this Descendency might be worth it, at least to get off this piece of scrap metal you can hardly call a spaceship.
Nerà: Alternatively, most of us have access to various means of transportation.
Argent - I'm guessing utilization of reality bending is a bit more difficult than just focusing on what you'd like to happen?
Nerà: It seems to vary. For me, it occurs like any ordinary arcane spell, just more malleable.
Argent - Because of course that works for you.
Nerà: Smirk seems to enhance his own abilities passively, Astrec seems the most in control of his pure directly.
Nerà: And Karpinsky doesn't claim to use their ability at all, relying on their technology instead.
Argent - Perhaps it is more tied to the user's capabilities and talents.
Nerà: That certainly seems likely.
Argent - Allow me a few minutes to try something.
Bill Nye: Oh?

Argent decides to go dig around in a small pile of rusted scrap, thinking about what he wanted to create... and so it was created. Using an old camera and a good amount of magic, he seems to have accomplished something decent using not just his tools and mind, but the very Descendency he's been awakened to. As he does so, the very core of his being seems to change as he realizes the potential this may cause...
Argent - Hmm... interesting. It appears I could accomplish quite a lot with this...

- - Despite literally everything being seemingly typed by Argent to this point, it appears that he has created a speech-to-text program. Also despite everything, it is still in the same somewhat raw text format that thee rest of his communications are in.
- - Actions to text would be the better term for it, really.
Bill Nye: Huh
Argent - Is this coming through at all?
- - He waves his hand a bit to test this program.
Bill Nye: It sure is!
Nerà: Indeed.
Kirby: Hey Bill? I'm sorry for interrupting you, But Shadrix needs you back on the ship. Let the other A.I's take over your body. There is something big going on.
Bill Nye: ... Ok then? I guess I will see you guys later then
- - The artificer seems relieved.
Argent - Great. Now, new order of business: get off this ship and somehow repay people for literally saving my life.
Argent - Now then... how would you go about binding magic to a tools in a way that...that's it.
Argent - Never did I think the Bag of Holding ^2 would be so useful. If I can just stabilize the portal and warp... you said this was Celestia on the other side, did you not Kurutur?
Nerà: Indeed, following the line of Masonic debris through the Window should lead you to the conflict upon the mountain.
Argent - Right. Now, if I can give the rift that this'll create some stability...
Argent - This might take a bit. See you all on the other side if this works.
Nerà: If not, I'm sure Smirk or Karpinsky will save you.

The now awakened Descendent looks about and considers his plans - in a matter of minutes, he's already produced several Bags of Holding and seems to currently be altering the runic structures on their rims. He looks up from his work, a mechanism and those two altered Bags of Holding prepared to do something... insane, frankly. Hoping this works, he steps back and seems to activate the device... opening a rift in the spaceship. It fluctuates, seeming to pull everything in for a brief moment before stabilizing and seeming to lead to some impossibly tall mountain...
Argent - Perfect. Let's get out of here!
The artificer proceeds to grab me and leap through the portal, emerging somewhere in Mount Celestia. Higher the better, preferably. No matter where, I also manage a really neat looking 3 point landing out of my rift, which closes behind me. I do not want or need to go back there. The landing is debatable but the rift does close. Those things are not meant to last.

Summary -
- A young artificer, stranded in Voidic Space, ends up being in the section outside Mount Celestia's Window. After establishing contact with Nerà and the others, he learns a few things about this world... and those things change everything else, really. Awakening as a Descendent, he uses his newly activated powers and warps using a stabilized Bag of Holding-ception rift to make it to Mount Celestia in the most DnD-gamey way possible, also attempting to look cool in the process.
- Also far too much roleplay. It's not even funny anymore.

Welcome, Torix, Argent. You first task is to Kill the Ace of Spades.

The Archwizards move to intercept. As Denak throws up a Prismatic Wall, Auma Commands Harkener and the Third Praetorian to Stop. As the Enchantment passes over them, the Third Praetorian warps the air around himself, distorting the command into useless noise. Picking up Boccob, he runs straight up the staircase to Chronias, leaving Harkener to catch up behind him. Reaching the top, he lodges his scabbard into the barrier. Frost spreads across its surface, trapping layer upon layer of celestial dust blown from the gale-force wind generated in his wake.
Gasping for breath, The Third Praetor musters a grin at Denak. "I know... my Light," he pants. "Frost and... Wind... Red and... Orange down... You want to see something? Watch this." Raising his free hand, he directs Attack Ships to fire at his position. A colour fades with every shot. "Oh!" he shouts over the sound of Hard-Light against Hard-Light. "There goes Yellow! Solid light has force behind it! Goodbye Green, seems like it also punches holes! And would you look at that, I've burned through Blue! I see Indigo isn't holding up so well, and what do you know, light really is light!" Grabbing ahold of his scabbard, the Third Praetorian wrenches it free, shattering the now-Violet Wall.
Resuming control of the Attack Ships, he commands them to target the Greater Fire Elementals, shooting down the two supporting the Iron Golem after Harkener and heavily wounding the one supporting the Golem after him, which overhealings said golem in response. Stepping in, Adam shoots down five Attack Ships with the railguns of his new Carrier. However, the Fighter Wings still not under his control swarm the Iron Golems, tearing apart the one meant for Harkener and leaving the other at 5,000 Hp.
As Harkener reaches the top of the steps, the Third Praetor throws him Boccob. "Get inside, I'll be right there." Reaching into the pocket of his labcoat, the Third Praetor takes out a foil pouch. Tearing it open with his teeth, he spills Nanites onto his palms. As the Golem ordered after him arrives at the summit, he slaps it in the face. The nanites work immediately, eating away at the Golem, converting it into a new set of armor. As the Iron Prince returns, the Inverted Omega serving as his face blazes back to life as he walks into Chronias.
As the Prince flicks on a lighter, the Second Praetor stares up a barrel pointed at him by a Talos. "Remember this, Quirrun Phi-Nerà. Threats will get you nowhere with me." With a thin smile across their face, they Burn away to join their fellow Praetor.
As the second group of Attack Ships merges into a group with the rest, Adam's Trumpets take potshots, dealing 24k damage to each of them as they fly overhead.
Summoning a radio, Adam contacts the Time Police. "Ace of Spades sighted. All units, requesting backup!" The first to arrive is a Junior Officer: the same one from before.
Adam smiles at him. "What's your name, kid?"
"L-Logan," The Junior Officer stammers. "Honored to meet you. Sir."
"No need for that," Adam says, watching as everyone else teleports in. "This your first day?"
Seeing his nod, Adam's hand begins to crackle with energy. "Not to worry," he smiles, putting his hand on Logan's shoulder. "I've got you covered."

~~"HEAR THESE OWLS' EFFIGY"~~

~~"THIS PARLIAMENT'S ASSEMBLY"~~

In an instant, Logan stands taller than before. Looking at his hands in shock, Chronal Energy radiates from his fingertips. "T-thank you, King Mason."
"Please, call me Adam. Coming first takes spirit, Logan. Why don't you lead the charge?"
Logan looks up to the Seventh Layer. "With pleasure," he says, smirking.
DefJO looks at the Distortion Eidolon with a face that can only be described as Un-JOlike. "01001101 01010101 01010010 01000100 01000101 01010010 01000101 01010010"
Freaking out, the Eidolon drops the guise, shrinking away from DefJO. "Geez-louise, I'm sorry!"

Using the Power Stone, the Third Praetor blows a hole into the roof of Chronias. "Well? Clear the room." As the last Auma-controlled thrall leaves, he climbs onto the central platform to get to work, dragging Boccob along with him. "You're lucky I need you to make this easier."
Tendrils of teal-green energy snake from his head onto the platform, a voice issues forth. "DIVINITY RECOGNIZED: NEW FUNCTIONS UNLOCKED. WELCOME BACK, [BOCCOB]. WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO DO?"
"Modify the Balance," he says, mimicking Boccob's voice.
"PORTFOLIO ACCEPTED." As the Third Praetor assumes a T-Pose, the platform projects holographic displays over his hands: A sphere in his right, which he opens; and a wheel in his left, which he closes.
"WARNING," the voice booms. "YOU ARE ABOUT TO: (1) CLOSE THE GATE AND (2) OPEN THE CAGE. THIS PROCESS IS IRREVERSIBLE. ARE YOU SURE?"
"Executive Override: Yes."
"SECURITY QUESTION: WHAT DO YOU CALL YOURSELF WHEN NOBODY'S LOOKING?"
The Third Praetor smirks. "Al'Zarad," he says aloud.
"OVERRIDE ACCEPTED."

"And there we go!" The Third Praetor announces. "So much easier than the other times. You should feel the differences in a few minutes, the wound'll repair naturally. Please, say hello to Asran for me. Remember to give them due respect. That said: Return to Olympus."
"ARE YOU CERTAIN?"
"The Praetors have come!"
"RETRIEVING IN: 300 SECONDS..."
"And now we're off! Do you want to leave? Come with us. It'll be fun. I promise."

...

Onboard the HMAS Justice, Brave Freemason Marines engage in combat against Smirk's forces. Watch as their Code-Choppers wreak havoc upon the technological horror he has used to destroy millions of dollars worth of military equipment! What a shame they must deal 60,000 damage to what was previously perfectly servicable property.

Itinerary:
Stop Alethea!
...Stop The Invasion?:
Kill Harkener.

???

Foundation + CakeQuest:

???

Rebuild a Broken God?

Charge Needed: 12/150!

Current Godmodder Hp: 48
~~Laboratory Link: Available for all! Need to figure stuff out actually~~

The Void: Neutral Ground.
FIELD EFFECT: Sancturary: Nobody may attack any other.

[GM] The Godmodder. 48/80 Hp.
[PG] The Fourth Praetorian. 90/90 Hp.
[PG] The Fifth Praetorian. 150/150 Hp. [A] The Rod. Absolute Control over Oblivion.

Moog Station: Streets.

[???] Piono. 30/30 Hp. [A] The Hammer. [A] The Trident. [A] Ultimatum. [A] Archangel.
[???] Crowd. 1/1 Hp. x100.

Advantage: [Contested]
Mount Celestia.
Forge: [Base: Bun-Sized Necklace][Lens: Bun][Connector: Emergency Healer][Variety: Swissarmyknifemodder][Magnitude: Stationary Nuke] Actions Required: 0/10.

AG Morale: 69%
Blocks: Time, Temperature!

Elevation 7:
[A] Orb of Delphi. Passively Scans on Attack.
[A] Singing Sword. Durability: 2.

[IA] Abjurer Supreme: Denak. ??/?? Hp. Magically Invulnerable. 50% Spell resistance. Arcane Ward: 20/20 Hp. Regenerates 1d6+2 HP when Denak casts an Abjuration spell.
[IA] Enchanter Supreme: Auma Prime. 25/25 HP. Twinned Charms! Auma's Axiom: 1/2. Instinctive Enchantment: 30% Dodge. [A] Hydra Medallion. x2.
[PG] The Third Praetorian. 32/70 Charge. 5 Ac. 50% Dodge. Vulnerable! [A] The Power Stone.
[PG] Attack Ships. 50,000/100,000 Hp. x8. Flying!
[PG] Attack Ships. 10,000/100,000 Hp. Flying!
[BOC] Lemure. 1/1 Hp.
[IA] Greater Fire Elemental. 20,000/120,000 Hp. ~~x3.~~
[AG][ELITE] Carrier. 240,000/300,000 Hp. 15,000 Armour. Flying!
[PG] Fighter Wing. 375,000 Hp. Horde!
~~[IA]~~ ~~Iron Golem. 5,000/180,000 Hp. Glibglobink Shell: 3/3. Immune to Magic.~~
[PG] Harkener, The Newcomer. 16/40 Charge. Petrify: 6/6.
[AG] Astrec. 363 Charge. Vulnerable!
[A] The Godarm. Oblivion Buster: 2/2.
[A] Hand of Judgement. BODY: [IIIIII]. MIND: [IIIIII]. SOUL: [IIIIII].
[A] Thistle of Zillywich. +60,000 Power. Durability: 1.
[A] Swissarmyknifemodder. Attack Power: 30,000.
[A] Hydra Medallion.
[AG-ParadoxDragon] Grand Alchemiter.
[AG-Astrec] Clockwork Armillary. 25/25 Hp. 3 AC. 5 Regen. Blast: 2/2. Dispel: 3/3. Flying!
[PG] The Second Praetorian. 80/80 Charge. 32 Ac. Opponent: []. [A] The Axe. Absolute control over Fire. Can Burn targets. Holding Gloria Phi-Nerà Elsewhere.
[IA][ELITE] Auma Gear. 800,000/800,000 Hp. 10,000 AC. Immune to Magic! [A] Necklace of Auma. Supplies Spells. Worn! [A] Rosary of the Infinite Eye.
[IA][ELITE] Cloud Giant General Nebelkind Momur. 30/30 Hp. Flying!
[PG] Attack Ships. 100,000/100,000 Hp. x8
[IA][BOSS] Talos of Nerà. 160/160 Hp. 6 Armour. 20 Regen.
[IA] Epic Wizard I. 25/25 Hp. Invincibility: 5 AC.
[IA] Epic Wizard II. 25/25 Hp. Invincibility: 5 AC.
[IA] Epic Wizard III. 25/25 Hp. Invincibility: 5 AC.
[IA] Lesser Fire Elemental. 15,000.
[AG-JOE] CGOC Proxy. 2/2 Hp.
[AG-JOE] Drone. 60,000/60,000 Hp. x10
~~[MSN]~~[AG] Adam Mason. 90/90 ~~Charge~~ Hp.
[A] Regnum Dei. 413/413 Hp. Shielding: ++++++++++ 100%. ~~Shield Setting: Tenet Powers Only!~~
[A] Hand of Judgement. BODY: [IIIIII]. MIND: [IIIIII]. SOUL: [IIIIII].
[A] Uranium's Umbrage.
[AG] Logan. 40/40 Hp. Temper: 1/6.
[???] DefJO??? ??/?? Hp. Wings: ??/?? Hp. x6!
[???] Distortion Elemental. ??/?? Hp.
[Summer] Nedben. 3/25 Charge.
[AG] Lusiix. 25/25 Charge.
[AG] Sky High. 9/25 Charge.
[AG] Jaggerain. 25/25 Charge.
[AG] Nerà. 7/25 Charge. [A] Ebony Staff: Active!
[AG] Karpinsky. 7/25 Charge.
[AG] Shadrix. 20/25 Charge.
[AG] Argent. 20/25 Charge.

Firnimloth Window
Adam Approaching in: Now.

[IA][BOSS] Firnimloth Window. 1,350,000 Integrity. Wooden Shell: 300,000 Hp.

~~[MSN]~~[AG][ELITE] HMAS Peace. 400,000/400,000 Hp. 100,000 Shp.
~~[MSN]~~[AG][ELITE] HMAS Freedom. 325,000/400,000 Hp. 0 Shp(Disabled!).
~~[MSN]~~[AG][ELITE] HMAS Justice. 400,000/400,000 Hp. 100,000 Shp.
~~[MSN]~~[AG][ELITE] HMAS Security. 400,000/400,000 Hp. 100,000 Shp.

HMAS Justice.
[AG] Freemason Marine. 50,000/50,000 Hp. x4.

[AG] Smirk. 2/25 Charge. Has created a Metal Staff.
[AG-Smirk] Mechamorph. 150,000/150,000 Hp. Interceptor-Shell Armour: 15,000. Power Armor: +60,000 Attack to Smirk!

DCCCV · May 6, 2021

DOP to-do:
[X]Copy Over Battlefield
[X]Remove strikethroughed entries
[X]Respond to posts
[X]Shoot forgot Time Police from last Round
[]Check NPC Chargeincrements?
[]Update Entity List with healing and damage from player actions
[]Write out Entity Actions
[]Update Entity List with Entity Damage
[]Increment Player Charges

JOEbob said:
[0x] I quickly order a S.A.F.E. from the S.A.F.E. ordering... thing. Since the S.A.F.E.s mess with time, I alter the timestamps from my order so it seems like the order was made yesterday, so that the S.A.F.E. group, which doesn't want to seem Ridiculously Slow, will have already delivered a S.A.F.E.. I then Toss the S.A.F.E. through the thing I used to bring the other one to the main battlefield.
[0x] I reply to Harkener "I see my attempt to preform actions which, if successful, would have saved your life, has gone unappreciated. in the spirit of politeness, I shall instead stand idly by and let you di-"
[CGOC1] Suddenly a pokeball soars through the air and bumps into the back of Harkeners head. Another couple pokeballs thrown in this way miss and soar towards Mason instead because Cakes aren't the best throwing implements, but that's besides the point. The point is that for a few seconds, harkener is inside a pokeball. I instantly rework the pseudocodal representation of him to separate him into distinct parts- transferring his clothing to one ball, his right arm to another, etcetra- so that if there's a part of him which set off the S.A.F.E., we can still send most of him through. Obviously the pokeballs will be recombined on the other side or if they break, preventing harm. having pokeballed him, I feed the pokeballs through the safe so that the process of harkener-trading is repeated, except instead of trading a harkener, I'm trading individual parts of harkener for individual parts of my biomechsuit. If it doesn't work, well, at least we'll know what part of him is S.A.F.E.-destructive. you could make a religion out of that!... If the pokeballing didn't work or there's no S.A.F.E. to make him safe, I toss him onto the transport platform with iron man.
[CGOC2] Drawing on my experience with many varieties of energy, including cake, oblivion, blood, descendant, mana and more, I notice that Adams magic is very showy. and that means it's inefficient. Where do you think the light show comes from, eh? it's waste energy radiating in whatever directions. Also, the energy travels through space. yeah, shocker, most energies do, but there are exceptions(the waste emissions of galactus's cosmic energy things seemingly don't, for instance.) and this aint one. Telekinesis might be viable, might not- doesn't matter. one successful avenue of interaction is enough. I bend space to isolate waste Tenet energy in Time, Time2, and Space before it dissipates, collecting it in jars of energetic stasis. Once I've done it once, I automate it, letting me leach off all the wastefulness of Adam and Astrec from here on out.

If reality isn't sure if I should get the tenets, I point out my color scheme for text. Pink text as the basis (well, along with grey and yellowish, ignore those), Golden text as the punctuation marks and non-alphanumeric characters which provide structure, and occasionally Cyan text as my pseudoself from another time. it fits if you squint!

[CGOC3] I then collect the pieces of indigo fire from the previous S.A.F.E.'s detonation. Who knows what that does?

These actions occur via the Proxy.
[bonus] start fivefoldforging. 1 action of 10 spent.

[1x-main] I start conjuring infolectric-hypersystem-free mook-bodies which nonetheless have the biological necessities for infolectric hypersystems to form or be transferred to them, and hooking them up to Voidport2.
[1x-main] I look through all the problems MEKHANE has, and mark down all the ones that aren't literally just "not enough reality warping". there should be a lot of these, if MEKHANE is indeed a machine and not a primarily conceptual entity. I then direct the repair drones to fix the ones that are somewhat more nuanced then "not enough reality warping", which they can do because they're repair drones and MEKHANE is Broken, not Nonexistent or Unbuilt.
[1x] the drones internals glow with increased reality-warping potential... if certain events happen, their various prewritten programs will certainly activate, but it might not look like it...

"No. No, I don't think it would."
As the pokeball-beam hits ~~Harkener~~ The Ace of Spaces, he fuzzes. A virtual copy of him goes into the ball and is split among the other balls. As you pass the first ball through the S.A.F.E., ~~Harkener~~ The Ace of Spaces crouches into a ball, making himself as small as possible. Noise fills the air as a blade of static distortion manifests out of nowhere and cuts the S.A.F.E. and pokeballs down to their molecular components.
Opening his eyes, ~~Harkener~~ The Ace of Spaces glares at CGOC Proxy and summons what appears to be an icicle.
"Leave me ALONE!"
As he stabs it into them, frost begins to creep across the surface of CGOC's body. The temperature around them proxy begins to drop, the Elemental Cake comprising their body begins to slowly compress.
~~Despite this, CGOC Proxy does manage to collect and set up a system to collect excess Tenet Energy that comes from any further uses from Adam and Astrec before becoming...~~
~~Huh.~~
~~Bose-Einstein Condensate for the briefest of moments, before destabilizing into less exotic forms of matter.~~
~~1 Unit of Cyan, Magenta and Yellow Collected!~~
CGOC Proxy Destroyed.

Entities Ordered, Five-Fold Forge Progress 1/10! You repair Mekhane by 4. The Drones have been ordered to work on MEKHANE.

PoeSalazar said:
Suddenly, above the skies of Celestia, a star begins twinkling in the sky. It slowly alternates from black, to purple, to pink and then back. As the colors change it grows larger and larger, soon becoming apparent that it is not a star but a roughly human-sized mass of shifting energy shooting into the chaotic battlefield. It crashes down with a tremendous, echoing impact and the swirls and layers of energy dissipate, leaving only a large crater in the mountainside and a strange man laying face down in the impact site.

The man slowly stands up, stretching and making sure he had to major injuries from his landing. "Okay, everything seems in place. But where have I ended up? Perhaps a war zone of sorts?" He flicks his wrists and orbs of the same swirling energy appeared under his feet, lifting him up so he could better survey this battle before getting involved properly.

[I may edit this later to expand on things as needed]

Hello! You find yourself on the Neutral Ground Smirk made, before the Godmodder and her Praetors.

redoubtableEagle said:
"Well that's just maddeningly unhelpful. Who or what is this "Ace of Spades" you speak of, and why must I kill them?"

Quietly, Lusiix ponders the other thing he heard in there: "no it's not" Does that mean anything? Actually, come to think of it, the Arbiter does sound different, though Lusiix can't put his finger on why... Whatever the case, something is clearly amiss, and as such an investigation is in order.

"Whoever you are, know that I will not be a pawn in your schemes, whatever they may be. I've had quite enough of that for a thousand lifetimes."

Of course, we can't just go off in a random direction and hope for the best. We need a lead with which to start our investigation. To that end, Lusiix looks around, taking in the situation and the battlefield he stands on, trying to find something of particular interest.

~~The Update Terminal has currently been taken over by Adam Mason, the man on the white floating throne. He's taken over my update terminal, and I can't-~~

The Ace of Spades is the man over there in the stony gray cloak. His continued survival is a greater threat to the security of Nihil Magna than the Godmodder herself. For this reason, he cannot be allowed to live. I ask not for you to work for me, but in the name of the common good, he must be killed.

((I can explain to you what's going on in more detail OOC later, just DM me and I'll do it.))

Ender_Smirk said:
Smirk looks over the marines, and just sighs. "Dudes, I just punched a hole in your shields and your ship, before patching said hole in all of what, five seconds for the whole interaction? Do you really want to fight me?"
When they don't instantly run away in terror, he just sighs, and his battle armor appears to melt and shrink, small parts of the metal falling off as the rest appears to resemble a slime, before all retracting into a pocket in his jacket, where his phone is tucked away, (and likely upgraded to 10T wi fi reception or something similarly stupid) and he becomes visible, this time his outfit being a jacket straight out of Ben's outfit from the Alien Force series, a t shirt with a Goku on it, and shorts.
"Sorry it took me so long. To mangle the arguably most badass line ever said by any version of Lex Luthor in history, I had to get my power suit."
He then proceeds to instantaneously teleport behind the first guard, before flash stepping his way out of that corridor, searching for either the bridge, or a map of he can't find the first quickly enough.

You do a wardrobe change and go deeper into the ship! I'm sorry, but I can't help describe anything here, you're on your own now.
Good luck.
((We'll be doing this part through a memogame))

KitRougard said:
His mind phased into existence a moment before his body did.

This was horrifying.

As if that wasn't enough, he materialized in the Void, effectively scaring the soul out of anyone not totally expecting his spontaneous appearance. After all, normal people would be scared to see a three-eyed, six-fingered, 7'3" scaled behemoth appear next to them in what appeared to be a full suit of Mandolorian Armor.

But nothing was normal here. It never was. After all, beside him was... Oh gods.

That was a Sliver.

[Focus: Thing From Between]
It twitched in tune with another world's hivemind, and it scanned its featureless surroundings with an eye shaped like a cone. Its various sharp points were somehow always pointed at the four beings around it simultaneously, and a low whistle came from inside its head.
"Holy sh- Uh, don't worry, it's OK..." Xorm says to it, taking it into his arms and wincing as it stabs him many times. "Your King's right here..."
At the word "King," the eldrich shard seems to calm, and its spikes stop being so stabby. Xorm, satisfied an unintentional Sliver Division - Or gods forbid, a Sliver Evolution - was averted, looks to the quite powerful beings looking at him with curiosity.
He clears his throat nervously.
"Ehm... Sorry for the intrusion. Running from the IDPD because I was running an illegal Sliver breeding ring. Would one of you, ehm... Kindly explain what dimension this is?"

((Summon: Sharp Sliver. High Attack, Low HP. Grants Bonus Attack to any "Sliver" Entities in the same Theatre.))

Hello and welcome, Xorm! Sharp Sliver Summoned!

Sharp Sliver. 5,000 Hp.
ACTION(Slice): 5,000 Attack.
PASSIVE
Stropping: +1,000 Attack to other Sliver Entities.

"#### THE POLICE," the Fourth Praetorian blurts out.
You materialize on a platform face-to-face with the Godmodder herself.
"Welcome to protected ground, Descended," says the Godmodder. "We will soon be holding a parley to decide the fate of Nihil Magna, so there will be no fighting here. No repeats of Carnisca. Would you care to stay and watch?"

Ender_Smirk said:
/RP
A Smirkogram appears near him.
"Oh, nothing much, just me trying to comandeer a dictator's battleship to either crash into the other two, or just crash into him, while he is on the ground threatening people to let him punish a dude for things he is supposedly going to do in the future, but which said Dictator intends to kill him for, meaning either a paradox or he's got the wrong target. You know, usual, basic, boring stuff. Anyhow, if those guys you mentioned have any connection to the time police, you want to help me, because the dictator is also an authority in the time police."

The Ego said:
Nerà's cold fury simmers inside of him, as he considers his options. On the one hand, he does wish to participate in this fight coming up. On the other hand, doing so would require abandoning a new ally to join up with his enemies, and leave his world behind under the... well, not the most trustworthy of dictators overseeing it. Nerà really doesn't trust the Firyatur, and yet cannot afford to lose Adam's trust in him.
After considerations, the decision is obvious.

"Q, follow the traitors to retrieve your fellow pilot. Aumagear, take the wizards and make sure he doesn't get himself killed."

Talos 7, Aumagear and the Epic Wizards join the PGs on the platform. The rest of my entities, I dunno, head off to where they live or wait around or get to repairing things or whatever. Basically I want them on standby for the future. Stasis the bitches, DC.

Forces sent with P3.

Splashcat said:
Man, I've been meaning to join this game for forever. Better late than never, though.

-----

Alan Caillean breathes in.

His hands are held together in front of them, fingers steepled as if in prayer, fingertips held just in front of his nose. His elbows rest on the insides of his knees, which are splayed out to either side. His feet are together beneath him, balls of his heels and toes touched together... and between them, a narrow wooden pole, the only thing supporting his weight.

He hangs atop it motionless, like an angel balanced on the head of a pin. The wind blows briskly by him, but it does not disturb his equilibrium. It merely causes his cloak to billow out behind him, suspended in a perfectly symmetrical way. He does not even feel it tickling his skin.

He is still.

His eyes are closed, but if you could look closely, you would see faint geometric patterns shining beneath their lids. Regular fractals, zooming forever outward, revealing the self-similar superstructure of the universe, reunifying the infinite regular subdivisions of the planes.

His lips move, and a perfectly flat tone comes forth. "As above, so below."

The pole he stands across lights up in response. It is, in fact, his staff. A perfectly balanced implement of simple wood, albeit precisely φ meters long (the Golden Ratio) and carefully carved with geometric patterns to further its effectiveness as a channeling tool for his eidokinesis. The etchings are as pristine as they were the day they were made, probably because the wood is infused with so much Order that attempting to change its shape is only marginally more achievable than attempting to kill a Descended. It's not quite a universal constant, but it's close.

And here and now, it serves as a focal point to balance on, a conduit connecting the heavens and the earth. Gravity pulls Alan towards the earth, but so too does it pull the earth towards Alan, the weight of the world focused on that narrow rod. Such symmetries are what the world runs on. Understanding them and working within them is one of the keys of Order magic.

Alan feels the shape of the universe flow up through the staff and into his body. He feels the disturbance before anything else, a tingle in his feet, a vibration in his bones, a buzzing in his ribcage as it passes his heart. He wills his body to be still, and it obeys, but still the feeling lingers. A catching in his throat. Metal on his tongue, smoke in his nostrils, keening in his ears...

His eyes snap open, fixed on a point in the distant sky, images of a great disturbance in the universe still flickering behind them. Without varying his gaze to look at it or the ground, he vaults down from the tip of his staff and snatches it up. His voice returns, no longer flat and emotionless, but uncertain yet determined. "Alethea. There you are."

-----

Actions, using above flavour text:

x3 + 15 charge: "summon" (by already having it via my backstory) Staff of Symmetry, an active Artifact which allows Order-based actions to affect two targets instead of one. I'm not sure what power level guidelines for Artifacts are like in this game, but if you think it needs some sort of drawback on that ability, either reducing action power (like, instead of hitting A for 100k it'd hit A and B for 80k) or having a cooldown/chargeup time would work.

Going to assume the part where I discern where the action is happening is something I can do for free, since I could have just shown up where all the other players are, main reason I didn't is I can't think why Alan would have been in Nèra's universe but offscreen for the past while and Adam's blockade makes them arriving right now rather implausible. If it's not free, deduct whatever action power I needed to do that from my summon.

Hello and welcome Alan! You join the Neutral Ground! Staff of Symmetry created! It's very well-proportioned, indeed!
"My," ...Alethea? says. "Finally, someone uses my name. Hello, Alan. Will you be beginning the parley?"

Bill Nye said:
"Well... That could have gone better."

Shadrix hears the Praetors offer, and sighs.

"Yeah yeah, we might as well. Kirby, I need you to prepare the computer to access files for anything requiring what "~~Tenet Powers~~" Are.

"Got it sir!"

Kirby goes to the computer's mainframe and starts trying to get information.

"Alright, Bill, listen to me! only "~~Tenet Powers~~" will work on that. And I'm pretty sure you don't have the knowledge on how to use that kind of power. Someone named the Praetor has offered us a way out of here. You need to get back to the ship so we can take off."

"Oh alright fine."

"Let's rock this joint!"

Action 1-3: We look at Adam, and smile. "We'll see you again soon." And we fly back to the ship. during our flying back, we give one last present to Adam. A green frying pan that Fires the word, "Tenet Power" right at his face.

"Cool, you made it. Alright Praetor. We are good to go. if anyone wants to join in, I got room on my ship. Kirby, let me know when you got info on ~~Tenet Powers.~~ In the meantime, Get the ship ready to follow Praetor and activate shields, This one is going to be a bumpy ride..."

"Yeppers!"

You look for any information about the Tenets, and find absolutely nothing at all. ~~the following:~~

~~After the beginning, when life was still young, Eight figures pondered the ultimate fate of existence.~~

THOR who had indulged in countless worldly pleasures thought that the world would give rise to an infinite number of experiences. The Terminal State would be when everyone will be able to explore and experience creation in perpetuity, unchangingly changing.

JORMUNGANDR who was everywhere in the Void and had seen countless patterns thought that the world would run out of new occurrences. The Terminal State would be after everything had happened, as nothing new would occur.

~~BALDR beloved by all thought that everything deserved to be known. If everyone knew everything, the world would naturally progress to it's Terminal State.~~

~~NJORD cared not for this line of thought. A Terminal State would occur if nobody believed anything else was worth learning.~~

~~KVASIR child of peace thought that the world should be more equal. He wanted the Terminal State to be once everyone was the same as everyone else.~~

LOKI who had brought chaos saw time and time again people rising over others. He raised that the Terminal State would be when somebody would be so powerful that everyone else combined would be unable to stop him.

SURTUR thought that the world had begun from nothing, and therefore could only end in nothingness.

Applauding the others, ODIN decided to turn this into a game. Tapping into the power of runes of times long past, he granted them the power to realize their proposed Terminal States. When the time came, they would meet again to see who would win the wager. And so the Gamblers went their separate ways, the power of each tenet weighing on their being.

You throw the frying pan at Adam, ~~and it passes through his shield, smacking him in his face.~~
"...Oh Beat."
3 Damage to Regnum Dei! -5% to Shielding!

Nedben said:
I've received word from @DCCCV that they plan to continue updating this game, so uh...here, have a post for this round.

You fell for it, fool! Thunder Cross Split Attack!

Entwining his processes into ours was exactly what we expected. Do you mean in the 'eat me to become me' way? No, I'm going to grab something. Boundary of Mind and World:Unlimited Luck Worlds, Arbitrary.

Binah blazes golden in darkness. Two sundered become one, and sunder again, and become one, and sunder again, and swirl about each other before exploding in a mass of spirit that collapses together into a searing haze of word-will and manifest mind. Singularity "L" manifests like sparkling fire, extermination of geometrical organ oscillating through absolute terror field into a weaponization of identity by eigensoul decomposition. Put simply, the self is a rain of spears from unnumbered directions. The swarm is himself over and over, a haze of possible peoples storming alongside each other as a worldscape becomes legion becomes the forcible condemnation of the limits of perceived existence alone, zonal distortion met with contemplation as a digital existence claws its way into a reality accessed by the method used to process and interfere.

It is, within the world that observes, hax. The means to observe with and without light, the means to interfere...

Grip the wrists of his power, by the Tetris of the Arbiter, Mind, made manifest.
They are gripped. Proprioception feedback to monitor the exertion of power. The eyes that gaze over the words. 'I'-innumerable am a weapon swirling across divided time and interfered processing, a soul that has become an army. He is fighting too many things in body and his attention is elsewhere: he is an ostensibly linear mind, forced to split focus. We are swarm-form dedicated to a single goal. And in this instant, that is to gouge the power of the enemy, and contaminate. Divided into the small, we flood through a weakened shield meant to defend against a different vector of attack, and force our way into the foe.

The summer sun shines brilliantly. And the curses it rains down are many. A star of fusion and freedom, his attention...centered upon the target, Adam Mason. If he wishes to present a perceived reality as truth, then that truth will be reflected back upon him by the means to manifest mentality and perception as physical reality. We become one(-and-one) again, and are made man to strike another man.

Let us see if we can sever a 90HP [AG] body from a 90Charge [MSN] Descendant, and force him to revive so disarmed accordingly.
Eigensoul Unification Strike: Severance Maya

Your action passes through Adam's shield, hitting him straight in the face. Whatever it is, the Tetris of the Arbiter passes through Adam's shield. Filtered through his glasses, gold light shining through his eyes becomes more of a lime green.
"I see... no," Adam's expression shifts. "No, NO, NO, NO! Not again. Never again!"
Suddenly, you, Adam and Regnum Dei collapse together into a singularity. Within the black hole contained by still-intact shielding, Adam fights against you and countless mental clones for dominance. Time accelerates, and to the outside world it seems only an instant passes before shield goes down and your essence, and that of the Tetris are ejected in opposite directions as relativistic jets. In moments, the Singularity that was Adam Mason dissipates, burning itself out. The Tetris energy coalesces into the form of a golden Adam Mason, who rises to his? feet.
Raising a hand to his side, he materializes a silver double-bladed sword, which he breaks in half over his knee. Using the now-single-bladed sword, he puts out his one of his eyes and incinerates it in a blaze of Indigo Flame.
"VENEFORIS, VENETISARIUM!"
Spectral wings begins to unfold from his back.
You are now at 0 charge.
What have you done?

In response to the newcomers at the Neutral Ground, as well as their summoning of entities, the Fifth Praetorian summons something themselves. Using the Rod, he draws an angular, stark-white symbol with a single loop into the air. Fingers splayed, he extends his right hand through the hole in the centre of the symbol and cuts it off with an Oblivion-blade. Droplets of darkness splash and sizzle on the floor.
Suspended before him, still shrouded in darkness like the rest of him, the Fifth Praetorian's hand begins to grow and move on its own, its surface becoming smooth and reflective. As if without bones, it begins to flex fluidly, contorting into shapes a hand should not be capable of. Collapsing in shape, additional limbs burst between limbs. Fingers extend into arms. Thumbs become tentacles.
Effortlessly generating himself a new hand, the Fifth Praetorian runs a hand across the surface of a massive Ink Eidolon, freshly summoned and marked.

"RETRIEVAL IN 30 SECONDS."
"Will this be all of you wishing to leave?" The Third Praetorian asks, looking over the new state of the battlefield. "We gave you an offer, and we wish you luck in what you do. From this point forth, the situation here is officially out of our hands."
"RETRIEVAL IN 10 SECONDS."
"IN THE NAME OF NIHIL MAGNA: FREEZE!" Moving as a blur, Logan flies up the stairs, the rest of the Time Police hot behind him.
Bullet-lines fly past Ishmael's head, prompting the Second Praetorian to cover him with his body.
"Ag- no need, relax!" Ishmael protests, pushing the Flame Eidolon off of himself. With a bit of concentration, he manages to alter the paths of any further bullets, diverting their trails away from himself. "This is nothing. I'll be fine.
"RETRIEVAL IN 5 SECONDS."
The Second Praetorian gets back up. With a sweep of The Axe, he sends a wave of fire towards the Time Police, melting their weapons. Leaping over the wave, Logan continues to charge towards the PGs, all the while attempting to squeeze in as many last shots as possible.
Catching the bullets with the Power Stone, the Third Praetorian sends back towards Logan. Piercing through his armour, they immobilize him midjump, the trails suspending him over the stairs.
"COMMENCING RETRIEVAL."
Space collapses in upon itself as the entire summit of Celestia disappears in an instant. Sounding almost like a sigh of relief, air rushes in to fill the emptiness, sucking everyone and everything around into the crater left behind.

This silence is broken by someone who is clearly not Adam.
"HAHAHAHAHA!"
...hold on.
"FINALLY! I THOUGHT I'D NEVER GET A BODY OF FLESH!"
~~Not Adam~~ WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT! SO MANY FRIENDS, SO MANY POWERS, ALL AT GREEN GLASSES' FINGERTIPS! WELL YOU KNOW WHAT THEY SAY!

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Rising into the air, Not Adam HOW ABOUT BADAM! IT HAS A NICE RING TO IT, DON'T YOU THINK?
RISING INTO THE AIR, I PLUNGE CELESTIA INTO DARKNESS! THREE OF MY FRIENDS COME TO MY SIDE! SAY HELLO TO IPOS, LERAJE, and LABOLAS!

...What are you talking about, there's no- TA TA TA TA TA! NO SPOILERS!

BADAM pauses.
NO, NO, NO, NO, NO! THIS IS ALL WRONG! IT'S TOO EARLY, BUT...
A smile creeps across his face. The Tetris-Energy snakes up one of his arms, turning the sleeve of his suit back to red. Released of BADAM's control, Adam's arm flails around a bit before coming to a rest.
INTEGER. GREEN GLASSES. HOW ABOUT WE MAKE A DEAL? IF THE DESCENDED CAN DEFEAT ME, I WILL LEAVE GREEN GLASSES' BODY. HE WILL LET YOU LEAVE FIRNIMLOTH, AND NEITHER OF US WILL MESS WITH THE TERMINAL AGAIN. WHAT DO YOU SAY?

SO! HERE ARE THE RULES OF MY CHALLENGE:
-THE PEOPLE WITHIN CELESTIA ARE CURRENTLY WITHIN MY DOMAIN.
-IN ORDER TO DEFEAT ME, YOU MUST DEPLETE MY HIT POINTS.
-I WILL HAVE ALLIES HERE TO HELP ME.
-DEFEATING MY ALLIES WILL BE DIFFICULT, BUT THIS CAN BE MADE EASIER WITH THE RIGHT KNOWLEDGE.
-THE ONLY OUTSIDE ASSISTANCE WILL BE THROUGH INTEGER AND GREEN GLASSES.
-ANY DESCENDED MAY ASK INTEGER TO REPEAT A STATEMENT ON THE UPDATE TERMINAL.
-GREEN GLASSES WILL HIGHLIGHT IN RED ANY STATEMENT THAT IS TRUE FROM HIS POINT OF VIEW.
-INTEGER AND GREEN GLASSES MAY NOT OFFER ANY FURTHER ASSISTANCE.

NOW THEN! INTEGER, WHY DON'T YOU TEST THESE RULES?

Okay. Let's see, what to repeat....

Adam Mason accepts these terms.
Both I and Adam are aware of what is actually occurring in Celestia.
...
I am being held against my will.
...
I am being held against my will.
Adam Mason has declined to confirm.
AH AH AH! LOOK AT THE TERMS! GREEN GLASSES WILL HIGHLIGHT ANY STATEMENT THAT IS TRUE FROM THEIR POINT OF VIEW. LET'S DO THAT AGAIN, SHALL WE? INTEGER IS BEING HELD AGAINST THEIR WILL.

THAT WASN'T SO HARD, WAS IT? LET'S BEGIN! I HAVE CALLED UPON THE POWERS OF THREE DEMONS.

BOSS FIGHT
BUILDER·BADAM
[Princely Possession]

"RETRIEVAL TO OLYMPUS SUCCESSFUL. FATHER AWAITS YOUR ARRIVAL."

Those standing within Chronias find the building transported onto what appears to be a large circular pad outside a magnificent palace complex of white gold and marble. Structures similar to Chronias standing on pads circle the entire structure, the buildings of other major voidic pantheons.

The Third Praetor gazes off into the distance, towards the dark, roiling clouds surrounding Olympus. "A Hidden Palance in The Elemental Plane of Lightning... So that's where it was." He takes a ragged breath. "Thank you for coming with me to do this.

As the group goes up to and through the palace, the footsteps of those walking on the floor echo through the halls. The Third Praetor tries to fill the silence with various trivia on the busts of various gods you come across. Thanos, who brought countless children into the world for the purpose of sacrificing them. Infestix, whose Angelplague led to the quarantine of entire universes. Despite this, all the descriptions of ugly trysts, horrific punishments and reckless acts of plenty do nothing to keep minds off the fact that Olympus is completely empty. Save for the busts, perfect representations of gods long past, there's only sterile, flat, rectangular planes of marble. The entire palace was devoid of art, of colour. Of life.

Entering the antechamber before the throne room, a muscular, broad-shouldered bearded man with flowing white hair sits at a table. Tinia. six figures sit on either side of him. All are dressed comfortably. All sit in silence. The Praetors approach and sit at the table as well, gesturing for others to do the same. The meal provided is simple: Water, bread, hard-boiled eggs, and ranch sauce. Compared to what was served at Firnimloth, much simpler fare. Nobody brings up the ashes and shadows staining the walls.

Tinia stands up to walk into the throne room, the twelve remaining Gods of the Pantheon following suit. Ash had made the antechamber gray. It had made the throne room black. Commanding The Wand to activate, Tinia, Elemental Lord of Lightning wills the wooden stick into his hands to begin discharging fractal branches of energy into the air. Thin lines of static jump between specks of dust, attracting and repelling dark clumps, forming hypnotic field patterns. The door back into the antechamber is polarized, allowing only entry.

What remains of the Pantheon makes its final stand.

BOSS FIGHT
TINIA
[Elemental Lord of Lightning, SBURBan Skyfather]

Okay. Do I, the Arbiter have control over the update terminal for this?
Good, got it.

So. As it turns out, Tinia, leader of the Voidic Pantheon is also Zeus, Elemental Lord of Lightning. This probably sounds like a huge twist, but honestly it doesn't seem that important now.

There's no getting away from Tinia's Polarity. Positive and Negative-charged entities must pair up with another of the opposite charge, or else they'll get zapped. In addition, Tinia's Aegis is fuelled by the Hierarchs, masters of their given Aspects. If you want to get past his regeneration, they'll have to go down first.

The reason I haven't said anything about this is because I want Tinia dead. Come to think of it, I suspect Adam does as well.
...
Good to know.

Meanwhile, Smirk has taken control of the HMAS Justice. Well done!

Itinerary:
Stop Alethea!
...Stop The Invasion?:
~~Kill Harkener.~~

~~???~~

Foundation + CakeQuest:

???

Rebuild a Broken God?

Charge Needed: 16/150!

Current Godmodder Hp: 48
~~Laboratory Link: Available for all! Need to figure stuff out actually~~

The Void: Neutral Ground.
FIELD EFFECT: Sancturary: Nobody may attack any other.

[GM] The Godmodder. 48/80 Hp.
[PG] The Fourth Praetorian. 90/90 Hp.
[PG] The Fifth Praetorian. 85/85 Hp. [A] The Rod. Absolute Control over Oblivion.
[PG][BOSS] ??. ???/??? Hp.

[AG-Xorm] Sliver. 5,000/5,000 Hp. +1,000 Attack to all other Slivers.

[AG] PoeSalazar. 20/25 Charge.
[AG] Xorm. 20/25 Charge.
[AG] Alan. 5/25 Charge. [A] Staff of Symmetry. Order Damage affects twice as many Entities! Charges: 4/4.

Moog Station: Streets.

[???] Piono. 30/30 Hp. [A] The Hammer. [A] The Trident. [A] Ultimatum. [A] Archangel.
[???] Crowd. 1/1 Hp. x100.

Advantage: [Contested]
Mount Celestia.
Forge: [Base: Bun-Sized Necklace][Lens: Bun][Connector: Emergency Healer][Variety: Swissarmyknifemodder][Magnitude: Stationary Nuke] Actions Required: 0/10.

AG Morale: 69%
Blocks: Time, Temperature!

Elevation 7:

[???][BOSS] BUILDER·BADAM. 90/90 Hp.
[???][ELITE] Ipos. 90/90 Hp.
[???][ELITE] Leraje. 90/90 Hp.
[???][ELITE] Labolas. 90/90 Hp.

[A] Orb of Delphi. Passively Scans on Attack.
[A] Singing Sword. Durability: 2.
[IA] Abjurer Supreme: Denak. ??/?? Hp. Magically Invulnerable. 50% Spell resistance. Arcane Ward: 20/20 Hp. Regenerates 1d6+2 HP when Denak casts an Abjuration spell.
[IA] Enchanter Supreme: Auma Prime. 25/25 HP. Twinned Charms! Auma's Axiom: 1/2. Instinctive Enchantment: 30% Dodge. [A] Hydra Medallion. x2.
[IA] Greater Fire Elemental. 20,000/120,000 Hp.
[AG][ELITE] Carrier. 240,000/300,000 Hp. 15,000 Armour. Flying!
[AG] Astrec. 363 Charge. Vulnerable!
[A] The Godarm. Oblivion Buster: 2/2.
[A] Hand of Judgement. BODY: [IIIIII]. MIND: [IIIIII]. SOUL: [IIIIII].
[A] Thistle of Zillywich. +60,000 Power. Durability: 1.
[A] Swissarmyknifemodder. Attack Power: 30,000.
[A] Hydra Medallion.
[AG-Astrec] Clockwork Armillary. 25/25 Hp. 3 AC. 5 Regen. Blast: 2/2. Dispel: 3/3. Flying!
[IA][ELITE] Cloud Giant General Nebelkind Momur. 30/30 Hp. Flying!
[PG] Attack Ships. 100,000/100,000 Hp. x8
[IA] Lesser Fire Elemental. 15,000.
[AG-JOE] Drone. 60,000/60,000 Hp. x10
[AG] Logan. 40/40 Hp. Temper: 2/6.
[???] DefJO??? ??/?? Hp. Wings: ??/?? Hp. x6!
[???] Distortion Elemental. ??/?? Hp.
[Summer] Nedben. 1/25 Charge.
[AG] Lusiix. 25/25 Charge.
[AG] Sky High. 10/25 Charge.
[AG] Jaggerain. 25/25 Charge.
[AG] Nerà. 8/25 Charge. [A] Ebony Staff: Active!
[AG] Karpinsky. 8/25 Charge.
[AG] Argent. 21/25 Charge.

Firnimloth Window
Adam Approaching in: Now.

[IA][BOSS] Firnimloth Window. 1,350,000 Integrity. Wooden Shell: 300,000 Hp.

[MSN][ELITE] HMAS Peace. 400,000/400,000 Hp. 100,000 Shp.
[MSN][ELITE] HMAS Freedom. 325,000/400,000 Hp. 0 Shp(Disabled!).
[MSN][ELITE] HMAS Security. 400,000/400,000 Hp. 100,000 Shp.

[AG-Smirk][ELITE] HMAS Justice. 400,000/400,000 Hp. 100,000 Shp.
[AG-Smirk] Mechamorph. 150,000/150,000 Hp. Interceptor-Shell Armour: 15,000. Power Armor: +60,000 Attack to Smirk!

[AG] Smirk. 3/25 Charge. Metal Staff!

Olympus Antechamber

Olympus Central Court
Field Effect: Polarity. All entities are either Positive or Negative!

[N][BOSS] Tinia. 150/150 Hp. Aegis: [12/12, Active! 60 Regen]. [A] The Wand. Controls Electricity. Positive!
[N][ELITE] Hierarch of Blood. 55/55 Hp. Negative!
[N][ELITE] Hierarch of Breath. 55/55 Hp. Positive!
[N][ELITE] Hierarch of Mind. 55/55 Hp. Positive!
[N][ELITE] Hierarch of Hope. 45/45 Hp. Negative!
[N][ELITE] Hierarch of Heart. 45/45 Hp. Negative!
[N][ELITE] Hierarch of Time. 45/45 Hp. Negative!
[N][ELITE] Hierarch of Void. 40/40 Hp. Positive!
[N][ELITE] Hierarch of Rage. 40/40 Hp. Positive!
[N][ELITE] Hierarch of Light. 40/40 Hp. Negative!
[N][ELITE] Hierarch of Doom. 50/50 Hp. Negative!
[N][ELITE] Hierarch of Space. 50/50 Hp. Negative!
[N][ELITE] Hierarch of Life. 50/50 Hp. Positive!

[PG] The Second Praetorian. 80/80 Charge. 32 Ac. Opponent: []. [A] The Axe. Absolute control over Fire. Can Burn targets. Holding Gloria Phi-Nerà Elsewhere. Positive!
[PG] The Third Praetorian. 33/70 Charge. 5 Ac. 50% Dodge. [A] The Power Stone. Positive!
[PG] Harkener, The Newcomer. 17/40 Charge. Petrify: 6/6. Negative!

[IA][ELITE] Auma Gear. 800,000/800,000 Hp. 10,000 AC. Immune to Magic! [A] Necklace of Auma. Supplies Spells. Worn! [A] Rosary of the Infinite Eye. Negative!
[IA][BOSS] Talos of Nerà. 160/160 Hp. 6 Armour. 20 Regen. Negative!
[IA] Epic Wizard I. 25/25 Hp. Invincibility: 5 AC. Positive!
[IA] Epic Wizard II. 25/25 Hp. Invincibility: 5 AC. Positive!
[IA] Epic Wizard III. 25/25 Hp. Invincibility: 5 AC. Positive!

[AG] Shadrix. 21/25 Charge. Negative!

DtG: Destroy the Godmodder (The Broken Masquerade)

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