one of the spare drones projects the audio "Well, it would've if it Worked. Granted, the chance of success may have been really slim, but if it had worked, it would've been lifesaving."
He then notices all his stuff is listed as AG, walks through the metaphorical fourth wall, and rewrites all his alignment tags to PT- Pro-Tito, the futurepast Omega Godmodder.
Technically, these rules as listed allow JOE to contribute to the knowledge portion of the battle despite being outside of the domain. Why? Well...
"-ANY DESCENDED MAY ASK INTEGER TO REPEAT A STATEMENT ON THE UPDATE TERMINAL." means he may make these requests. Furthermore, making these requests, although outside assistance, is acceptable, because "-THE ONLY OUTSIDE ASSISTANCE WILL BE THROUGH INTEGER AND GREEN GLASSES."; this is assistance provided through 'Integer'. Or if you want to be a real stickler, whenever the statement he asks to be repeated gets highlighted by Adam, it's through 'Integer' And 'Green glasses', so his assistance would be acceptable whenever it actually helps.
He proceeds to suggest the following statements for the updater to repeat.
"The rules of this challenge, where they refer to objective reality, accurately describe it.", for instance the lines about 'the only outside assistance will be through integer and green glasses' and the like are portrayed as social constructs, but 'THE PEOPLE WITHIN CELESTIA ARE CURRENTLY WITHIN MY DOMAIN.' suggests his domain is a meaningful thing and- Y'know what, actually, just repeat the rules and highlight whatever's objectively true.
"Badam's allies do not, strictly speaking, exist."
"when Badam said 'he has called upon 3 demons', this referred to the act of calling, but not to the call being answered."
"Badams call was not answered by beings of power equal to that listed on the battlefield."
"Since the rules say Badam will have allies here to help him, he does not already have allies here to help him."
oh, and while we're at it- not really relevant to the battle, buuuuut...
"The Harkener does not actually have hostile intent."
"Harkener may not be the Ace Of Spades."
Alright, that's enough for now.
...Also, to be blunt, after so long of a hiatus, I have even less idea how to write R!JOE than I had last time. sure, R!JOE started out as 'my personality', but that was specifically 'my personality circa 2017'. It has been four years since the time that defines him.
Not to mention Pebbletopia clearly isn't going to finish, which is how he got here in the first place.
...
You change alignments to
[PT],
[Pro Titus]!
...That's strange.
...OH. ODIN, YOU SLY DOG!
WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT, A FREE LEGAL CONSULTATION! DON'T MIND IF I DO!
"The rules of this challenge where they refer to objective reality accurately describe it."
"Badam's allies do not, strictly speaking, exist."
"When Badam said that 'he has called upon 3 demons', this referred to the act of calling, but not to the call being answered."
"Badams call was not answered by beings of power equal to that listed on the battlefield."
"Since the rules say Badam will have allies here to help him, he does not already have allies here to help him."
"Harkener does not actually have hostile intent."
"Harkener may not be the Ace Of Spades."
...Interesting.
A jeep rides up to area and out pops out a man with squared beard and hair, wearing a hunter's uniform and pith helmet, he happily grabs a large suitcase and turns to see he is somewhere, he screams "Where the bloody hell is my hunting grounds!"
The Godmodder hands the man a map.
"Up, Up, Down, Down, Left, Right, Left, Right, Direction B, Direction A. Enjoy your trip."
((It's been a while and I don't know if you're showing up again. Contact me when you see this?))
((i know this looks like a necro, but the GM's good with it. if all goes well we should be returning out of a quite long hiatus- the most recent dop just got finished. except that's a edit, so it doesn't unarchive the thread, and.. you get the point. it's cool. we're cool. mhm. uh.
why am i still talking? dunno.))
Astrec blinks, the air around him distorting for a moment as he glances around.
"(Did anyone else.. feel a disruption? Probably nothing.)"
He shakes his head, and sends a jolt of power through his body to focus. Clear his thoughts. Get... Target. Fight. Kill.
He stretches the godarm and organizes his goals. Everything is a blur, it's confusing- Defeat Adam. Defeat Adam. Do that.
Closing his eyes, his thoughts once again drift to it, and he shakes his head, opening his eyes again.
"..Adam. Prince. Builder. Whatever you call yourself. I will be honest, the past few minutes have been absolute chaos for me. Felt like years, to be honest. But I need to take this one step at a time. You. Down. Now."
Astrec holds out his palm and exercises his Divine Right as Ruler of Antarctica. That never stopped being a thing. Remember when he took over Antarctica? Yep, he never stopped ruling it. He's a king in exile, clearly. Summoning this power, he summons a whirling snowstorm around his foe, encasing Adam in a blizzard that frosts over his glasses and hopefully gives the AGs some time to breathe.
With that out of the way, he levitates up the Orb of Delphi and chucks it over to either Nera or a entity who can use it. (icanttypetheaccentonthiskeyboarddontkillme)
"Use it on his beasts. I don't really know what the prince is doing and I honestly don't exactly care. We. Need info."
He shakes his head.
"Eugh. Info. Yeah. Use the.. Orb."
With his other hand, he quickly draws out a holographic list and looks at it, attempting to get a quick recap on what the past few turns have been. Any help, you mystery behind the screen? I know you're there. (Against your will, or not? What was he prattling on about..?)
Let's see...
Adam's been possessed by something and it's taken over the Update Terminal to play a game with us. The Third Praetor is close to completing his quest to kill every single god in the Voidic Pantheon. The Pro-Godmodders have put Harkener under their protection after
Adam broke a tie with his vote as Founder of the Anti-Godmodders to give them over to him. You've somehow acquired an incredible amount of charge but haven't used it yet. Smirk's taken over a ship from Adam, and has created a neutral zone in the void to talk things out with the Godmodder. This is what qualifies as recent to me, did you zone out earlier than that?
Anyhow.
Invoking your power as the ruler of Antarctica, you drop a Blizzard on Badam. Magnetic Poles shift, and all bears are deleted from the battlefield. The omnidirectional light of Celestia glints off the snow on the ground, making everything so white I need to turn down the Terminal's brightness settings because it's hurting my eyes.
Meanwhile, Badam proceeds to occupy himself by dodging every single snowflake that would otherwise fall on him.
I think
he's played Touhou.
In the neutral ground of the void, a large, black speaker hangs motionlessly in midair. Like a sentinel, it stands over the Void's residents, watching them with its twin cones. For a moment, it remains silent, before a single beat pulses from its maw. The sound echoes in the neutral zone, reverberating across its unaligned reach. It hums deeply within everyone and everything, before rolling down and dissipating into nothingness. The speaker pauses once more, before releasing two more of those piercing beats. They run their course, roaring and fading within the void. And the speaker pulses again. Like a heartbeat, the cycle continues, speeding up as it repeats, gaining more beats with every turn. The notes rapidly begin to form a melody, an unearthly tune, haunting in its nature yet lively in every other regard. And then, they stop.
Enter on Stage Left. Leather Jacket Guy returns.
In an instant, the speaker begins to blare the only song the metalhead could possibly think of: AC/DC screaming from it to the rhythm of the head banger's footsteps. His black, steel-toes boots clank heavily against the ground as his holey, unholy black jeans swing his feet through the air. His head nods comfortably to the tune, his spiked mohawk swaying with the clatter of his chain-link piercings. His face is a mess of black makeup, an amalgam of eyeliner and eyeshadow put on to give just the wrong impression. His mouth is caught in an intense grimace, trying to look hard as his eyes smile with glee. He's back. And in black. He couldn't be happier. His spike-banded hands reach up and adjust the collar of his black leather jacket, flapping it out as though to blow away the cobwebs. His mouth opens for a moment, yawning, before Leather Jacket Guy speaks.
"My name... It's John. Everyone stop with the 'LJG' thing. I'm don't even know how to spell that. Just John. Got it?" ...Okay? Leather Jacke- JOHN pauses, taking a deep breath, before starting again. "Man, it looks like somebody needs to crash this party. It's a good thing I'm here then, isn't it?" He looks around at the other faces in the neutral ground, visibly asking for someone to respond. "Come on now! It's me! From the Barnyard Boogie way back when! I was there when you guys fought Poseidon or whoever! And I think... I was fighting a space fleet last time? It's been... a minute... Are we still fighting that fleet, or are these ships new- NO! Stay on topic, John!"
He looks at the others once more, before his eyes fall on Praetorian 4. "P4! My man! Long time no see! Dude, I'm getting the band I never had back together, and you're totally gonna be in it! You killed it with that electric triangle! Just rocked it! I think we can move you up to the xylophone next. And from there- drums!" He raises his hand dramatically, waving it slowly as he looks out across the horizon. He then turns back to the Fourth Praetorian. "I've even got a name for us. You like barn animals and farm stuff. I like- well- metal. We should be the Land of Shattered Steel! L.O.S.S., for short. Great name, right!? Yeah, just perfect." John nods to himself a bit, before bulldozing into conversation once more. "Well, I've gotta get going. People to see. Bosses to fight. I'll catch you on the flip side, brother."
John signals to P4 with the horns, before taking a heavy leap into the air. In an instant, the speaker platform is beneath him, with his large guitar case laying flat on its back. Landing on the speaker, John flips the latches of the case up and kicks it open. Reaching inside, he takes a radio (Transmission Instrument) out from within. Placing it firmly on the platform, he slips a CD out of his pocket, inserting it into the radio and turning it on. Immediately, more AC/DC blares from its speakers, this time shouting about the Roadway to the Underworld or something like that. John allows himself to rock out for a few moments, before sighing. "Fine, I'll get to work." He flicks the fast forward button on the radio, skipping to the end of the song. But then, just as the song ends, he presses one more button and begins to play the song in reverse.
In an instant, John Bonus Actions to...
Action 1: "Mount Celestia. Huh. I never thought I'd be here. I always thought I'd be chilling down with P2 in the burny hot place. This is... scenic. Ignoring the crater holes and all that. Looks... like I'd rather be with P2, honestly." John sighs. "It's times like this when I have to stop myself from asking God to just kill me now." He lightly taps the guitar case closed and hefts it up to his side. "Well, time to go fight Ba- HEY!"
John hops down from the guitar platform and lands right in front of Logan. "Hey! Buddy! Long time no see! Man, you've changed. AG now, huh? Me too! Totally! I'm a player, so I'm AG. Obviously." John stops himself for a moment, considering if he wants to keep going with this. He decides to change subjects. "Anyways, it's been a while, buddy. Last time you were here, I think got into a trombone duel with you. And I also shot you with some Megaman lemons, if I'm remembering correctly. Good times. But, I'm not here to talk about the past. I'm totally willing to let bygones be bygones, you know. I just have one request." He pauses, staring Logan straight in the eyes. "Give me one of your Time Machine Cars."
Before Logan can respond, John raises a single finger, the long chains handing from his wrists clanging as he does so. "I know, I know. You don't trust me. BUT, it's not like I'm the worst person to give a time machine to. What am I gonna do with it? Recreate Back to the Future. You know that's what I'll do. I'll film the whole thing, but I will take on my true role as the spiritual successor of Marty McFly. Come on, man. We both know I'm too stupid to do anything terrible. Look, I'll even get a license. I already bought my driver's, motorcycle's, pilot's, doctor's, voodoo magician's, and space eel wrangler's licenses online. How hard can one more be?" John stops himself again, thinking just a bit more. "You know what, I'll give you a turn to consider. But really, you can trust me. We're both AG's, after all. Unless you aren't." And with that remark, he gives Logan a pat on the back, before turning away from the Time Police Officer. As he begins walking off, John shouts over his shoulder, "I'm gonna go fight your boss now! Same side, remember?" And he keeps going before Logan can respond.
Action 2: John begins to approach Badam, but is stopped when he notices the three mooks guarding him. "Ipos? How do you say that? I pose? I paws? Ip ose? Ipo ss? I think it's 'I pose'. Or Eye pose? Or Eye prose? No. Or... EYE POKE!" As he says this, John pokes Ipos in the eye. "Ha!" He does a little dance in front of Ipos, taunting him, before walking right past. "And if you'll excuse me..."
Action 3: "Badam! Hey! How are you?" He offers grabs Badam's hand and messily shakes it about. "Man, I have no clue who you are or where you came from, but I'm a huge fan. Now, I'm here to cut you a deal. Why? Because chaos is all I know. So, I was vaguely listening... a few turns ago, and Adam has this nice Uranium Umbridge hilty-thing. He played it like a flute. Dude, I've always wanted a Uranium Flute. I got my hands on a Uranium Guitar once. That was back in my Elvis days. I mean fat Elvis days. And... well, I may or may not have blown up a city. Or two... Suffice to say, they didn't give that back to me. But a flute. That sounds cool. So, Badam, if you just give me that Hilt thing out of Adam's inventory, I'll become one of your minions and protect you or whatever. An amazing deal, right? For the price of one silly item you're not using, you get me!"
John slowly leans in toward Badam, his face darkening as he does. Shaking his head, John whispers, "Really, just give me the hilt. You don't want to mess with me, man. I'm that one neighbor in the next apartment over who plays their music too loud. I will ruin your night, my friend. Except, I'm worse, because when you tell me to turn my music down... I will. I'll turn it all the way down. Past zero. You won't hear my music anymore. You'll hear negative sound. It's a strange sensation. You feel it in every fiber of your body. Where sound makes your bones shake and quiver, gives you all those good vibes, negative sound- it's the opposite. You become still, motionless, unfeeling. Your ears, they feel the noise, but they don't know how to communicate it. Your mind is emptied, any emotions removed, and from it all, that ache of terror is all that lingers. And the pull. Yes. Where sound pushes you back, negative sound pulls you in. Instead of distorting the world around you, it makes everything seem so clear. But the only thing to feel is that dread. The anguish. It pulls you in, irresistible, and doesn't let you go.
"That, my friend is negative sound. Right now, I'm just a noise. A giggle that tweaks your ear. A pest. You give me that hilt, I stay that way. Just a bit of interference is all. But if you cross me, if you don't give me what I want, I turn myself down. I stop. And then... I turn it down to eleven. And before you know it, there's no escape. No. Escape." John pauses, his mouth still eerily close to Badam's ear. And then...
John pulls out an air horn, lets it scream in Badam's ear, and then sprays Badam's face with some silly string. He then runs off, laughing, leaping back onto his speaker platform as he pumps his fist in the air. "I'M BACK!"
((OOC: It's been awhile. If I'm doing this wrong, put all my oomph in the second action. The rest was just dialogue anyways. Regardless it's good to be back. Glad to see this game keep going.))
Welcome back, John!
P4 claps at your suggestion at forming a band, and immediately summons a drumset to begin practicing! You zoomie your way to Celestia, punching through the unshielded HMAS Freedom for 15,000 Damage on your way past.
"...Fine," Logan grumbles. "But I'm working with you, not for you. Remember that." As he reaches into his pockets, BADAM reaches out towards Logan with an arm covered in glowing toothed sigils. Red Time energy vents out of Logan, slowing him down.
As you make your way towards BADAM, you poke Ipos in the eyes, reducing their accuracy by 20%! Once you him however, BADAM doesn't even let you finish your sentences before grabbing your hand and channeling Indigo Flames down it.
"AND SO, WE HAVE A DEAL."
BADAM grins, handing you Uranium's Umbrage. "WELCOME TO THE CLUB! HERE'S YOUR MEMBERSHIP! HELP ME ROUGH UP YOUR FRIENDS A BIT, WILL YOU?"
Oh dear.
Smirk has a short Smirkogram conversation with the godmodder twiddling his thumbs at Moog Station, seeing how Smirk himself is a bit too preoccupied to join the fun against Tinia. Afterwards:
Smirk's local Smirkogram for the Neutral grounds remanifests. "Okay, both of you, unless those guys are part of the discussion, they are to stay outside the meeting room. Also, Abbadon, if your Ink Elemental friend is a member of the meeting, get him a bucket or something to stand on, I don't want him dripping on my floor more than necessary. Either that or have a mop clean up the trail as he goes, I just- I just made this floor today for crying out loud, I want it to stay clean at least until the end of the meeting. Also, if those summons aren't part of the discussion, I have reason to believe we have Mason forces incoming for less than peaceful reasons, so if you guys would have them form a defensive perimeter, and start putting down some force fields for me so I don't have to deal with unscheduled demolition happening here, I'd appreciate the help."
Having done this, Smirk looks over to his Mechamorph back inside the actual ship. "Well, guess now it's time to do some improvements, right Primus? You get on that, I'll go inform the people driving the other ships to not shoot us unless they have a phenomenally good reason for it. No, I'm going to make it clear that a death wish doesn't count, there'd be no point at that stage."
Smirk then makes a few hundred megaphones appear in the other two ships, and blare a message: "Attention all Masonites, or whatever you wish to be called. Adam Mason is currently very much in a state of having been corrupted by something I think is related to Tenet powers, and the ship that is currently being engulfed in a green and black techno looking pattern is being remodeled to actually function well. If you decide to fire on it, I will be forced to retaliate in kind, and I really would rather avoid bloodshed, so do everyone a favor, and just start mobilizing your ships to the nearest location where you can find some information on how to undo the corruption. You are of no use to him sitting here keeping up a blockade, and you are just as liable to get yourselves killed for the effort. I repeat, find the nearest place with any information about Tenet corruption and potential antidotes, and figure out how to undo this if we can't figure out a method, because you are no use here unless you already have that knowledge."
He then simply waits, prepared to set up a reflective forcefield around the ship if they do something stupid, which will simply bounce their attack back at them by a combination of elastic recoil and reflective coating. The Mechamorph begins to work on improving the ship, which involves the ship very suddenly losing a significant amount of volume the instant it passes over a segment. This will likely take several turns to complete however. If the shield doesn't need strengthening during the EOTB, Smirk charges.
Materializing a mop and bucket, the Fifth Praetor throws it into the Smirkogram, breaking up the connection.
"What was that? I can't hear you. Did you want someone to clean up after Effie here? Why don't you come here and do it yourself."
The HMAS Justice will reflect damage this round! Primus has begun upgrading the ship!
Catching the Orb of Delphi from Astrec's throw, Nerà upcasts a second level Magic Missile at the enemy forces. One dart for each of the four BADMANs should be enough to get a scan on them all.
Denak casts Armoire of Agathys on Labolas. The frozen hell's might encases Labolas in a closet of magical ice, trapping them within a nearly-invincible-yet-highly-immobile structure. Shattering the Armoire of Agathys will free Labolas, but also deal damage to the shatterer.
Auma casts Eyebite, choosing Fear. Twinned charms allows him to target Ipos and Leraje.
The Lesser Fire Elemental bodyguards the Greater Fire Elemental, who spends its turn consuming leftovers from our fabulous meal a few rounds ago. This heals the Greater Fire Elemental.
Nebelkind picks up a particularly sharp rock and, like one wielding the unlimited power of creation, skips it off of Badam's head. Violently.
Auma Gear invites Epic Wizard I to pair up in a way that makes the latter uncomfortable. Epic Wizard II flies towards Quirrun, pairing up with his Talos despite the pilot's protests. Epic Wizard III, having spent exactly 0 years living in the real world rather than within her cloister, is abashed as she flies up to Shadrix and requests to h- h- ho- hold han- No, she can't say it. But she pairs up with him.
The three Epic Wizards cast Antilife She'll over the Hierarch of Life.
Auma Gear proceeds to violently separate 'Hierarch' from 'Life'.
Quirrun's Talos fires a half hundred bolts of magical force from its hands, peppering the Hierarch of Life.
Acquiring the Delphi Orb, you attack the Four Demons with Magic Missile. They hit their mark on Ipos and Leraje and deal 3 damage to both, but wink out of existence before striking BADAM or Labolas, revealing that the two of them have a magical immunity-field around them. The scanning-power as a result goes into the other two demons.
Ipos. 90/90 Hp. +100% Dodge. +100% Accuracy.
ACTION: Count Ipos knows and can reveal all things, past, present and future.
Timelock: Alter any number of entities' accuracy or dodge by a total of 100%.
Tempus Fugit: Removes status effects from target. Causes Damage per turn effects to deal their damage all at once.
Summon: 36 Charges worth of entities.
Leraje. 90/90 Hp.
ACTION: Marquis Leraje causes great battles and disputes, and putrefies arrow-wounds.
Ties That Bind: Link entities together. When one Linked entity takes damage, so does the other.
Break the Chains: Entities under target's command act randomly for the round.
Apollyon From Afar: 25,000x8 Divine Force Damage. Ranged. Each strike removes 1,000 Armour, Armour cannot be lowered below 0.
Summon: 30 Charges worth of entities
PASSIVE:
Festering Desires: Instances of Ranged Damage can deal 20% of the original damage dealt for 5 rounds.
Deflection: Leraje can redirect ranged attacks used on them.
Your entities are ordered to act.
"...Parley?"
All of a sudden, Alan has no idea what he's doing.
He breathes in. It is not the perfectly measured inhalation of a moment ago. It is the deep breath of someone undergoing the very human experience of freaking out internally and trying not to freak out externally. He had been prepared to chase down the Godmodder, confront her forces in the midst of battle, and avenge his mentor's death. He had not been prepared to suddenly find her in front of his face on neutral ground.
"I, uh..."
Alan swallows. He blinks a stray fractal out of the corner of his eye. He has absolutely no idea why there's even a parley going or how to engage in any negotiations of the sort. And... wasn't the distortion he detected, the disturbance in the universe that he'd thought must have been work of the Godmodder's war... a little bit further away?
"I need to check something."
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Alan blinked the fractal back into his eye, and awkwardly stared out into the space over Alethea's shoulder. Whatever he'd seen... it was still happening? On Mount Celestia? Not just the damage done to the universe itself, but... a division of something that should have been indivisible. A revelation of a deeper truth of the universe. Something important was taking place. He starts to spin his staff in the air in precise motions, drawing arcs and fractals of white light around him, a beat of sweat rolling down his brow. The ground around him began to warp into cruder imitations of these same patterns, stretching and smoothing in concentric rings.
"As the world divides, new matter flows fills in the cracks. This is the order of the universe, let it be made manifest."
The light flickered and Alan nearly lost control over the spell as a wave of self-consciousness interrupted his concentration.
"Oh, uh... that wasn't addressed to you."
He struck his staff against the ground, and the light snapped into shape.
"By the principle of the abhorred vacuum and the principle of equivalent exchange, let me be taken to the source of this division. Khi an set anagien na kitha ka karusador."
The distorted ground crashed back into place all at once and the rings of fractals shattered. Space snapped into a new configuration with the sound of sine waves and tinkling crystal, and Alan was launched into the sky faster than he could blink.
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Somewhere on the bridge of the HMAS Justice, a glowing white streak shot past Smirk's vision.
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Alan dropped out of the sky and collapsed to the ground, decidedly off balance, and staggered to his feet.
Then he fell off the edge of the ground and onto another lower piece of ground, because he was not yet used to Mount Celestia's interesting geography, or the fact that somebody had gone and shuffled the layers.
Alan arrived just in time to hear Badam explain the rules of the game.
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...Is that Adam Mason? Ruler of Earth? But... yellow, and... what's that about highlighting statements? Do you just say them, or...
"Statement: Alan has no idea what is going on."
Alan's words turn red as they leave his mouth. Somehow.
Then they un-highlight as Alan starts to understand what's going on, thus rendering the statement false.
"Statement: The person highlighting these words is Adam Mason."
Red.
"Statement: The person highlighting these words is secretly three gerbils in a trench coat."
No highlight.
"Alright. Um. The people here are the Anti-Godmodders, right? I'll see what I can do to help out."
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Fairly taxed for the moment from the work of transporting himself, Alan tosses out a few simple attacks.
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Action 1: Alan drop-kicks Ipos off the edge of the 7th Layer.
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Action 2: Alan swings his staff up such that the butt of the staff is lined up with Leraje's head, then hits the top end with the heel of his fist, driving the base of the staff into a pressure point between Leraje's eyes.
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Action 3: Alan traces complicated ever-shifting fractal patterns in the air. He's not actually casting a spell, it's just supposed to give Labolas a headache.
After making your way to Celestia, you attack Bill's three demons! Leraje gets hit in the head for 5 damage, but it seems that Labolas processes the world differently, and is thus immune to optical trickery.
And then you try to dropkick Ipos off what's left of Chronias. Anticipating this, he grabs you by the feet as well. Together, you fall down the stairs of the city of Yetsirah on Jovar, the Sixth Layer. Ipos tumbles with you through a portal that sends you into the skies over a lake in Mertion, Fifth Layer of Celestia. You suddenly come to a stop before crashing into the lake, but then Ipos throws you in a way that your body skips across the surface of the lake before you come to a rest in the tall grass of the savanna that makes up the biome of most of the plane.
Ouche.
I have awakened a monster. Content in the raising of great chaos, 'I' commit loitering and wait around. We'll need some time to get a hand at things, and we need to verify some assumptions. I spend my action and bonus actions doing a whole bunch of scanning by means of divination-based automatic writing to just...write some things down that y'all can factcheck with Adam and Badam and Integer and whoever else is gonna run around verifying true truth proven by the red truth or whatnot. Support somebody else's scans and give them context they probably wouldn't have earlier, thanks based our singularity-powered psychological tango as to why and how these guys got picked. You know the deal better than I do, but not necessarily 'I', i, or eye.
"Summer faction's open for business if you guys wanna join, just saying."
bruh moment
You assist in Nerà's scan! It's been retroactively factored in.
Did anything happen at Neutral Ground this round? Not really.
...Oh! P4 did an umbrella routine. That's something.
As BADAM performs the finishing touches on his control over John, he picks up the Singing Sword.
"FINDER'S KEEPERS!"
Leraje uses Break the Chains, cutting off JOE's orders to his drones in the field. Someone else should probably start ordering the unclaimed entities on the field, fast. Finally, Labolas decides to play it safe and summons a Retriever, which it sets upon DefJO.
Denak successfully imprisons Labolas in ice, giving them temporary SHP, but also stunning them for next round! Attacks on the SHP that don't deplete it fully will deal damage back! With Ipos out of his line of sight, Auma casts Eyebite on Leraje and also
somehow the Retriever, which should otherwise be a mechanical being without a mind to affect. Regardless of how reality-breaking that is, they won't be attacking any members of the IA anymore. The Greater Fire Elemental scrounges on scraps of the dinner just moments prior, healing up 80,000 Hp. The Carrier fires two missiles each at Leraje and Labolas. The former deflects and throws the missiles back, dealing 121,000 Damage, destroying 2,000 armour and causing the ship to start burning for 24,000 damage each round. The latter eats 30 damage. This summons more Fire Eidolons. The Clockwork Armillary uses Blast on the Retriever, dealing 40,000 Fire damage and summoning a Fire Eidolon as well. Momur throws a rock at BADAM, which BADAM catches and throws back. They start playing a game against each other. The Lesser Fire Eidolon bodyguards the original larger one. JOE's Drones go into chaos. One of them charges Leraje, dealing 2 damage. Three others break each other down for parts to repair the Carrier, dealing 12,000 Damage to other drones, but healing the Carrier for a total of 54,000 Hp. The rest don't do anything. Meanwhile in the chaos, DefJO kills the Distortion Elemental, leaves to Mertion, picks Alan up from off the ground, and then kicks up a windstorm that batters Ipos around, dealing 12 damage to them.
Within the Olympus Antechamber, a hearth flickers and leaps to life, becoming a portal to the Plane of Fire. From the flames emerge three wheels of burning metal, which wait to enter.
The Third gives his partner a look of concern.
"The Ixion Triskhelion?"
"They burn for revenge."
The Third sighs.
"There goes my bow..."
The Second Praetor takes the hands of the Hierarch of Doom.
Removing the Power Stone from the back of his Palm, P3 raises it before his face and begins to speak. If you didn't know who he was, you could almost mistake him for a wizard pondering a new Microrb.
"Hello, Nihil Magna!"
Pulsing to the tune of his message, the Power Stone projects psionic energy, broadcasting it across the entire Void.
"The day has come for our great Disco Party! Want to see the end of the Pantheon? Join the liberation of Paradox Space with us! There will be food, drink, dance, conversation! If you want to meet the Praetors face to face, today's your day! Follow the Beacon! ABeaconvisiblefromoutsidewillbeprojectedattheendofthisbroadcastTojointheNewPleromaDiscoDancePartystepintoaneidokineticflamewiththeBeaconinyourmindandyouwillbetransportedtothePantheonPleromaisnotliableforanyinjuriesorpossibledeathresultingfromimproperuseoffireortheactionoftheremaininggodsofthePantheonFormoredetailsbeacon coming now, you wont miss it-"
Raising the Power Stone into the air, a massive beam erupts upwards. The Power Stone floats out of the Third Praetor's hands, levitating high above and scattering multicoloured light across the floor of Olympus Central Court. As it vibrates, otherworldly music reverberates through the incredible acoustics of the chamber. With that done, he grabs the Hierarch of Light's hand, squeezing it firmly.
"Let's dance. J̨̛͍̹̞̻̱̭̖̀͡o̵̗̰̺͙͠s͎̭̞̦̝̼͉͓͈̱̣̝͚̳̀͜h̛̠̲̥̗̗͉̟̤̬̪̥͍̮̤̲͞ṳ̡̢͚̘̘̮͕͕̼͔̘͈͞ͅa̕͏̵̡̰͔͍̞̗͉͕͕͓͚͔̣̦̗̭ͅ. Katsu."
A silver light shines from Harkener's cloak, which he projects onto the Hierarch of Void, who was preparing to sneak up on him. He then takes the hands of the Hierarch of Breath.
Auma Gear pairs up with Epic Wizard I, Lance. Epic Wizard II, Matt pairs with Quirrun's Talos, and by extension Quirrun himself. Epic Wizard III, Natalie pairs with Shadrix. The Epic Wizards summon Antilife Shells, which in this instance take the form of Heikegani: Voidstone-shelled crabs armed with swords. Since they haven't paired up, they've been wisely summoned into the Antechamber for now. Auma Gear Reverse-defibrillates,
refibrillates the Hierarch of Life by coursing a necrotic energy through them. However, the Hierarch adapts to this ability, taking a reduced 24 damage as a result. Quirrun's Talos follows up with 50 Magic Missiles, which the Hierarch also adapts to, taking a reduced 21 Damage.
And now, the Pantheon acts.
"FOR THE DRAGOONS!" From across the room, The Hierarch of Blood flies across the room towards the Third Praetorian with a spear and stabs him straight through the chest. Without breaking his gaze on the Hierarch of Light, P3 directs the nanites in his armour to flow up the shaft of the Hierarch of Blood's spear and their arms. His armour then forms a set of bladed tendrils that cut off the Hierarch's arms, and with an reddish, demonic glow, his nanites consume them along with the spear they were holding.
As a wind begins to pick up around P3, it carries his words to the retreating Hierarch of Blood, divine power already regenerating their arms.
"Leave us." 5 Counterdamage to the Hierarch of Blood.
The ind continues to blow, scattering thick clouds of ash. Somehow slipping a hand free from Harkener, the Hierarch of Breath unsheathes a katana from her broom with a grin. "Come closer."
The blade seems to be the source of the vortex, pulling everything towards it. +80% Accuracy to the Hierarch of Breath.
The Hierarch of Mind goes up to Quirrun's Talos, clicks his boots together and cuts into it with a pair of electrified high-frequency blades that extend from the soles. The current interferes with the Talos' subsystems, causing it to lose 10% Dodge. This also summons a pair of Electricity Eidolons, courtesy of Tinia.
The Hierarch of Hope silently attacks the Second Praetorian, prying off a piece of their armour and wearing it for himself. The sheer audacity takes them aback.
The Hierarch of Heart scans P3, and- nope, she fails to get anything whatsoever. As she peers into Harkener, she finds nothing as well. Finally, she peers into the being of P2, and utters a single word.
"Iblis."
The Hierarch of Time decides on an attack plan for next round, and accelerates the Heirarch of Life, increasing their Dodge and Accuracy!
The Hierarch of Void remains frozen for this round, unable to do anything.
The Hierarch of Rage suddenly disappears, only to reappear behind Quirrun's Talos. Unleashing a flurry of blows, he chips off its armour, dealing 40 Damage.
"「ANOTHER THING COMING」!" Suddenly, a humanoid figure resembling a mechanical bird takes the place of the Hierarch of Light in P3's grip. Using a powerful set of legs, it kicks him in the face, causing an explosion that renders him Vulnerable. While he's busy grappling his Stand, Light attacks him with Electricity-infused Punches, to no effect.
P3 lets out a long, drawn-out breath.
"This armour, this metal was built to exact our vengaence on you.「300 MEGABYTES」. "
...What appears to be a USB stick appears in P3's hands, which he stabs into「ANOTHER THING COMING」. Immediately, the Hierarch of Light doubles over in pain, frothing at the mouth.
"Heir of Light. He who comes into information.「300 MEGABYTES」can hold and transfer 300 Megabytes at a time, give it to whoever it touches. Do you remember these memories? This is just a fraction, but it's enough. While「ANOTHER THING COMING」can delay your death, this will be more than you can recover from before you run out of breath."
The Hierarch of Doom causes the Second Praetor's armour to explode. Picking up The Axe from the wreckage, he wrests control of the Flame Eidolons in his immediate presence and renders P2 vulnerable.
The Hierarch of Space redshifts the Hierarch of Life, giving them breathing room to regenerate 15 Hp and for their resistances to damage types become immunities.
Before Tinia acts, the Hierarchs now scramble to find appropriate partners. Blood pairs with Mind using newly-regenerated arms, Hope pairs with the frozen Void, Heart pairs with Rage, Time pairs with Life, and Space pairs with Tinia.
Tinia is satisfied. Splitting the Wand into a pair of makeshift knuckledusters, he grows to the size of the Talos and punches it's central reactor. This deals 60 damage and cuts it's regeneration in half. As the field readjusts the polarity of everyone present, Tinia pairs up with the Talos roughly, his hands seeking to pull out the Soul Sword containing Quirrun...
Also, the Epic Wizards find their Invincibility has now out. Yeah, the duration has ended now.
Meanwhile, at the Firnimloth window, a pair of massive red mechanical hands flying at an incredible speed stop in front of the HMAS Justice. As they make a fanning motion, the ethereal image of a young man with black hair and glasses comes into view.
"Okay. Testing... Excellent. My name is Xavier Elem. Since Adam is currently... incapacitated, command falls to me. While I could activate the Justice's self destruct system, I've made the decision to do some quid pro quo, so to speak. What you see here are the Hands of Time. They've been charged with the power of Adam himself. I'd like to see them tested in the field. If you show me what you can do against them. What do you say? It's your move."
The Hands of Time, and by extension Xavier await Smirk's response.
Back at Celestia, Ipos begins to accelerate the flow of time in Mertion. Grass grows, dies, decays, then grows again in cycles. A fire begins to start on the layer, spreading rapidly until it stretches as far as the eye can see. The flames bind themselves to gemstones within the rich earth of the plane, forming a Head of Kalagni. Gazing into the flames, you see images of people across the Void preparing to go to Olympus. Piono, armed with what appears to be a three-headed hammer. The Raven Queen, accompanied by a Wanderer, sword hidden beneath his cloak. A young woman with twintails and a pair of katanas, aboard a gaudy golde-STOP.
WHO WAS THERE JUST NOW?
THAT.
THAT WAS HELA AND ETZEL.
Badam seems to be worried.
WELL DONE, SHERLOCK.
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. 21/25 Charge.
[AG] Xorm. 21/25 Charge.
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. +100% Accuracy/Dodge. Deflects Projectiles. [A] Singing Sword. Durability: 2.
[???][ELITE] Leraje. 80/90 Hp. Deflects Projectiles. Afraid of IA!
[???][ELITE] Labolas. 60/90 Hp. Immune to Magic. Stunned! Armoire of Agathys: +50,000 SHP. 50,000 Ice Counter-Damage!
[???] John. 20/25 Charge.
[A] Uranium's Umbrage.
[???] Retriever. 125,000/150,000 Hp. 15,000 Regen. Target: DefJO. Afraid of IA!
[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] Lesser Fire Eidolon. 15,000/15,000 Hp. Bodyguarding Greater Flame Eidolon!
[IA] Greater Fire Eidolon. 100,000/120,000 Hp.
[AG][ELITE] Carrier. 173,000/300,000 Hp. 13,000 Armour. Flying! Burning: 24,000 DoT!
[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: 1/2. Dispel: 3/3. Flying!
[IA][ELITE] Cloud Giant General Nebelkind Momur. 30/30 Hp. Flying!
[PT] Drone. 60,000/60,000 Hp. x10
[PT] Drone. 48,000/60,000 Hp. x3
[AG] Logan. 40/40 Hp. Temper: 3/6.
[???] Distortion Elemental. ??/?? Hp.
[IA] Fire Eidolon. 60,000/60,000 Hp.
[IA] Fire Eidolon. 61,000/61,000 Hp.
[IA] Fire Eidolon. 75,000/75,000 Hp. x2.
[IA] Fire Eidolon. 40,000/40,000 Hp.
[Summer] Nedben. 2/25 Charge.
[AG] Lusiix. 25/25 Charge.
[AG] Sky High. 11/25 Charge.
[AG] Jaggerain. 25/25 Charge.
[AG] Nerà. 9/25 Charge.
[A] Ebony Staff: Active!
[A] Orb of Delphi. Passively Scans on Attack.
[AG] Karpinsky. 9/25 Charge.
[AG] Argent. 22/25 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.
[MSN] Hands of Time. 120,000/120,000 Hp. 30% Dodge/Accuracy. x2. Commanded by Xavier!
[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. 4/25 Charge. Metal Staff!
Mertion, 5th Layer
[???][ELITE] Ipos. 75/90 Hp. +80% Accuracy. +100% Dodge.
[???] Kalagni. 180,000/180,000 Hp. +100% Dodge.
[???] DefJO??? ??/?? Hp. Wings: ??/?? Hp. x6!
[AG] Alan. 6/25 Charge.
[A] Staff of Symmetry. Order Damage affects twice as many Entities! Charges: 4/4.
Olympus Antechamber
[N] Ixion Helion. 90,000/90,000 Hp. x2 Positive!
[N] Ixion Helion. 90,000/90,000 Hp. Negative!
[IA] Heikegani. 50,000/50,000 Hp. 5,000 Armour. Current Target: [Hierarch of Life]. x2 Negative!
[IA] Heikegani. 50,000/50,000 Hp. 5,000 Armour. Current Target: [Hierarch of Life]. Positive!
Olympus Central Court
Field Effect: Polarity. All entities are either Positive or Negative!
Weather Effect: Power Stone! One entity acquires the energies of the Power Stone. Current Entity: Matt.
[PG] The Second Praetorian. 80/80 Charge.
32 Armor. Opponent: []. Vulnerable! Negative!
[PG] The Third Praetorian. 33/70 Charge. 5 Ac. 50% Dodge. Vulnerable!「300 MEGABYTES」: 1 Round left! Negative!
[PG] Harkener, The Newcomer. 17/40 Charge. Petrify: 1/6. Positive!!
[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. Positive!
[IA][BOSS] Talos of Nerà. 70/160 Hp. 6 Armour. 10 Regen. Negative! -15% Dodge.
[IA] Epic Wizard Lance. 25/25 Hp. Positive!
[IA] Epic Wizard Matt. 25/25 Hp. Positive!
[IA] Epic Wizard Natalie. 25/25 Hp. Positive!
[N][ELITE] Hierarch of Blood. 50/55 Hp. Negative!
[N][ELITE] Hierarch of Breath. 55/55 Hp. +80% Accuracy! Positive!
[N][ELITE] Hierarch of Mind. 55/55 Hp. Positive!
[N][ELITE] Hierarch of Hope. 45/45 Hp. 32 Armour. 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. -30/40 Hp. Positive!「ANOTHER THING COMING」: 3 Rounds Left!
[N][ELITE] Hierarch of Doom. 50/50 Hp. Negative! [A] The Axe. Absolute control over Fire. Can Burn targets. Holding Gloria Phi-Nerà Elsewhere. Positive!
[N][ELITE] Hierarch of Space. 50/50 Hp. Negative!
[N][ELITE] Hierarch of Life. 5/50 Hp. Immune to: Force, Death Damage! Positive! +50% Dodge.
[N] Electricity Eidolon. 80,000/5,000 Hp. x2.
[N][BOSS] Tinia. 150/150 Hp. Aegis: [12/12, Active! 60 Regen]. [A] The Wand. Controls Electricity. Positive!
[AG] Shadrix. 22/25 Charge. Negative!
