40/50 Mekhane War Avatar
Deploying 10 points of charge (game mechanic-wise)
I fabricate an Ice Drone. It carries the same invisibility mechanisms as the other drones, but it is slightly bigger. It contains an Ice Core, ice-based ray weaponry, and a pair of rams with which to bash through ice. It will remain with the Void VIII + I until we encounter trouble.
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The Foundation, as far as I've heard, tends to use Reality Anchors that disable most non-technological anything. I, at least, use technology that they would consider non-anomalous if they actually understood it.
Anyways, the Reality Anchors tend to have very distinct profiles on reality background scanners. By "distinct profiles," I mean artificially flat areas. Within the radius of a Reality Anchor, the background reality doesn't fluctuate at all; it has slight differences everywhere else.
With this in mind, I power up a passive reality background scanner, and move the Void VIII + I silently across the Earth until I detect the distinct "flatness" of a Reality Anchor.
Ishmael: healing back home, I presume
Auma: Swissarmyknife the Dark God, using immense luck to not let him dodge or counter.
Iron Godlem: uh
I wonder why the hell the Minotaur hasn't been torn to shreds by the hundreds of middling mages that are supposed to be roaming this dungeon, which should also be very well hidden.
This doesn't bode well for the empire.
I interrogate Ishmael some more about what happened after he was handled by my servants and clerics. How did things get this bad?
I also cast Summoning, summoning Auma's Agent from the battlefield right inside the Minotaur, de-limbing it violently.
"He touched down a while ago, requesting an audience with your archmages, claiming he brought dire news. After they refused him, he decided to occupy several cities. Things have been interesting ever since, I've been camping in your house for the last few days."
As Auma frags into the Minotaur, breaking it's shielding. The Vex platform teleports to the side, readying it's weapon.
41/50 Mekhane War Avatar
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The ship won't fit into the Foundation's sites by any stretch of the imagination. I've got my artifacts in case things go pear-shaped, but I'll need a way to be invisible on the inside.
So I fabricate a One-Size-Fits-All-Stealthsuit, designed to go over your armor and make you utterly undetectable. Then I put it on. I don't activate it yet (why should I when I'm still in my ship?), instead continuing the hunt.
27/50 waluigi smacks a man
Astrec transforms the Godarm into a copy of the SAmodder, which has a Alchemiter built into it, and uses it to make
Scythe || Vampire Knives && (Concept of Lifedrain || Fake Blood) && Voodoo Doll Vampire Knives
Samurai Armor || Jetpack && (Spacial Warper && Teleporter && Voidsteel && Wormhole Maker && Weapons Systems && Small Homegrown AI Drive && Voidship Blueprints)) || Concept: Defense
Then transforms it back.
If actions are left:
The PGOs duplicate, again.
PGOs: 4.
The Godarm morphs into an Alchemiter, and processes your combinations...
Scythe || Vampire Knives && (Concept of Lifedrain || Fake Blood) && Voodoo Doll = Scary Face. A mask, covered in fake blood. At least, I hope it's fake blood.
Samurai Armor || Jetpack && (Spacial Warper && Teleporter && Voidsteel && Wormhole Maker && Weapons Systems && Small Homegrown AI Drive && Voidship Blueprints)) || Concept: Defense = Holtzmann Shield. A small device attached to a belt. It produces a shield enclosing the wearer, capable of selectively filtering out objects which move at sufficient velocity. These settings can be changed.
However, these alchemies are not made, as you do not have sufficient grist. The PGOs also do not duplicate, as they have no ability to duplicate whatsoever.
9/50
I open a hole in space to allow me to return to the battlefield, against my better judgement. I am now wearing my hood gear again since one of my sets of power armor are somewhere in the TOGverse, and the other is currently somehow being worn by the dark god who is larger than us. Unless I am missing something there. I proceed to telekinetically search for the Nanoplate MkII, or the spare hypersaber and Power Armor. I pull the first I find to me as fast as possible.
I try the codes I recall to see if I can still make things without the items on hand.
Power Armor || Graphene
5/50
Huh.
That's weird ( newcomer being immune 2 blood ). I know it works on most things... including beings that don't have blood, like mechas...
As the Dark God tries to revive itself with the soul it possesses, I tear open a hole through the void, a microwormhole alla hitchikers guide to the galaxy, and it extends the soul net effect to the battlefield at just the moment. The wormhole snaps shut just before the soul can go through it, but it's still rather... disadvantageous... to the Dark God.
BONUS: with a flash of inspiration from sources definitely within the fourth wall as opposed to beyond it, I try: (Shadowskin || ~Dead Star Plate)[1]XOR((E XOR Shadowskin XOR Motormotorspinningcycle XOR ~Dead Star Plate) || ((Orange Lance && Red Scythe) || Descended Energy)) || Long Strip of Magical Cloth)[2]
So that gives the code for a 2-round time limit (which is the only difference between the two in properties) and I insert it here. {[(Shadowskin || ~Dead Star Plate || Motormotorspinningcycle || E)[3] XOR (2-round time limit code)]XOR (Quasar suit && E)[4]}
The entire thing in curly brackets should be, I think, a -1 AC 50% dodge item with a time limit, minus the time limit because that'd be shared, and then minus the dodge because that'd be shared. So that leaves us with '-1 AC essence'... or something.
Then, Finally, having gotted the code for -1 AC essence, I do this final alchemy, which I actually check the result of instead of relying on "inspiration": Quasar suit XOR -1 AC essence
which, hopefully, means 75% dodge with no downsides.
[1] Quasar suit, -1 AC and 75% dodge [2] 'proper' way to make cursed void maiden scarf: Quasar suit but with time limit. [3] motorcycle thing, -1 AC, 50% dodge, last 2 rounds. [4] '50 dodge essence'.
Your retroactive action fails. Be prepared to do things before they happen next time. The
The Alchemiter takes a moment to pump out this sequence:
Shadowskin || ~Dead Star Plate XOR {[(Shadowskin || ~Dead Star Plate || Motormotorspinningcycle || E) XOR (Shadowskin || ~Dead Star Plate) XOR((E XOR Shadowskin XOR Motormotorspinningcycle XOR ~Dead Star Plate) || ((Orange Lance && Red Scythe) || Descended Energy)) || Long Strip of Magical Cloth)] XOR (Shadowskin || ~Dead Star Plate && E} = Vox Umbra. A pitch black cloak, which seems to be trying to pull it's wearer into the shadows.
You shine down on the Dark God for a reduced 8k damage. AC is tough, isn't it?
Shadowscythe && Gary's Synthesizer || Wisdom of an Elder Healer && Leaf from a Tree of Life = Keter Scion of Sakkakh.
...This does not look like a leaf from any tree I ever want to get near. It screams in an impossible tongue, promising great healing and knowledge Unfathomable. You're supposed to eat this to get healed, by the way.
26/50 THUNDERSTRUCK Yay, we get a new mechanic! Hooray! LJG pulls a set of bag pipes out of his guitar case. He begins to play and it seems like the very essence of Scotland fills the battlefield. Strangely, as he plays the bag pipes, they start to shift. They seem to condense and then it grows into a type of broadsword. As it finishes, it becomes obvious that it is a claymore. Interesting fact, claymores are theorized to be the Scottish version of a basket-hilted sword. Anyways, LJG charges forwards and slices right at the Dark God. As the blow lands, something intricate happens. The sound of bag pipes escapes from where the sword and Dark God meets. The sword passes through the Dark God harmlessly. The sound continues to beat out from where the Dark God was struck. LJG steps back and does a sort of sword swallowing routine with the claymore. As he does so, it shifts back into bag pipes, making it so that, by the time he was about to eat the hilt, it was turned back into the main pipe of the bagpipes. He plays the newly reformed bagpipes for a few moments and the bagpipe just disappears. At the same moment, the noise ends. However, at the point the sound had come from, four extra large claymores seem to have telefragged into the Dark God. Oh yeah, he's still here. Sorry, I was just absentmindedly attacking and apparently I hit him. Entity Order:
The Pipe Orcan fires at The Dark God and Naked Singularity (and rethinks 3 distinct attacks mechanic).
Explosives artillerate the Dark God for a critted 73k damage. The Pipe Orcan is ordered.
((I'll try to codify how the multiple attacks thing works. For now, the Pipe Orcan should be allowed to use their attack three times on the same person.))
Auma is no longer present on the Battlefield, but you heal the Pipe Orcan for 45k Hp instead! You also copy down the Alchemy code for the Shadowscythe.
Shadowskin && White Mage's Robes = Penumbra Phantasm. A dark, transient cloak which seems to be oddly familiar.
13/50 (+3 gmdamag, +4 Harken)
Bonus: I scan the Amalgamation Biosuit to find out what the specials all do, precisely.
(sidenote, the drones should have guarded me.)
Action: If possible, I use Light on myself, bathing myself in a holy healing energy, rapidly closing my every wound.
If Light dosnt do dat I sew myself back together without anything particularly fancy.
[A] Amalgamation Biosuit. 26/40 Hp. 4 Regen. Blood: 1/2. Light: 3/3. Oblivion: 3/5. Metal: 3/7. Godmod: 3/11.
Blood: 75,000 Damage. Relocate amount of Hp dealt to another entity, including yourself. Has special effects when used on certain entities.
Light: 60,000x2 Damage. Can also scan entities afflicted as a free action.
Oblivion: 200,000 Damage. Can be used to deal permanent 100,000 MHP damage instead.
Metal: Boost an entity, including yourself's AC by 4.
Godmod: Perform a Godmodder action. Can deal up to 400,000 Damage. Permanently lower MHP by 1.
27/50 THUNDERSTRUCK How much dark can a Dark God darken if a Dark God could darken dark? LJG reaches into his guitar case and takes out a Bazooka (Musical Instrument). Not to confuse the two types of bazookas, a musical bazooka is sort of like a trombone without the slide. However, as LJG plays the bazooka, an explosive shell flies out of the front of the front of it, flying at the Dark God. As it hits, it explodes. Ta-da. That tongue twister did not work out how I wanted it to.
You deal 23k damage to the Dark God. The Dark God swings the Neutron Edge over his head, and splits the weakened Naked Singularity in half. At it's center is a Fragment of Forever, which he puts into his maw, gaining another soul, burps up caustic gases which should not exist, catching the Naked Singularity, Harkener(Dodge), the Pipe Orcan, and Johnny 5 in the death zone for 72k damage. Yes, the smell is so bad that it killed a robot. He then tries to affix JOE into one place with the Collapsible Cutter, only to miss entirely. The force of his blow creates waves in the fabric of the void, rippling all the dimensions. The Attack Ship, Winkins and W32 are stretched apart, their physical forms dispersing into the ether.
-12 AG Morale
Harkener panics, picking up the Industrial Armour and the Asteroid Tower Shield. He shoots
For those of you waiting for the update to complete, it's going to need to take a while longer. I'm going to need to do other things for a while, so DtGTG is likely going to have to resume next month.
Think of this as a metamorphosis. While I take this break, I'm going to reflect upon what's happened so far, as well as consider what's to come. Everything so far? This is just the beginning of something far greater.
I thank you all for sticking with me this far. We've had over 1,000 posts now. That's crazy.
I hope that you'll stay with me for just a little while longer.
Thanks for your understanding.
The Dark God has a high attack, regeneration, and Hp. In addition, he counterattacks back at anyone who dares hit him. His Soul Bar allows him to respawn if he kills a sufficiently powerful opponent. If you drop your artifacts, you will be invincible. On the other hand, that means he will focus his power on destroying the universe. If he destroys Nerà's Native Universe, it'll be all over.
In short, this is a damage race. Give it your best shot! Itinerary:
Stop Alethea.
Stop The Invasion:
Destroy the Dark God!
Get Planetside!
Defeat the Third Praetorian!
FoundationQuest:
Locate The Foundation.
Planetside:
Investigate?
Current Godmodder Hp: 50
Laboratory Link: The Void
Entity Advantage: [Heavy AG]
AG MORALE: 50%
FOCUS:
Whatever Nedben just coughed up in a vaguely disturbing manner, it blorped out of Unlimited Luck Worlds and preempts the Dark God's counterattacks with aimless rambled realities. Words turn to existence, interceptory shells of ships on the horizon and fallen towers. What is destruction against the already destroyed? A juxtaposition of invincible and already dead tangles all enemy reactive assault. Also it gets reality everywhere and it's disgusting.
Slicing at spatial boundaries with a taloned hand, the Dark God opens up a portal of his own. Channeling power from his native dimension, the rift spews out obscene amounts of fractalline lightning in an effort to keep your Unlimited Luck Worlds at bay.
Counterattack chance reduced to 75%!
((No formatting because I'm a lazy shittt) Ladies. Gentlemen. Nedbens. Dark Gods. It’s time. Today? We will Destroy the.. Well, Dark God. Look, I’m just gonna do the epic attack now, m’kay? > PLAY: Endless Climbing (Homestuck Album Five) YEARS IN THE PAST, BUT NOT MANY…. ACTUALLY, I LIED, IT...
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((I'm not quoting this, it's way too long.))
Returning to the battlefield via portal, Astrec stares down The Dark God! Summoning a strange liquid, he uses it to fill -wait, that's an Impetus Comb. Are you- Yep. he's activating a Comb Rave, and it's called…
REINNOVATION
REINNOVATION? Nice! That's a great name!
Pang Nectar accumulates around his shoulders, forming a pair of wings. He addresses the Dark God! "Hey! Dark God! I'm Astrec Pradis, The Guy who accidentally summoned you. Which as we all know, was a huge mistake. I've made a lot of mistakes. Too many. But here? That doesn't matter. What does matter? You and me. And let it be known:
With a remote in one hand, Astrec opens up another portal. As he turns to glance at it, The Dark God races towards him. As he closes the distance between them, they raise the Unbreakable Katana overhead. Wheeling back around, Astrec raises Clear Thought blocking the blow in a two-handed grip of his own. Despite channeling power through both of his augmented arms, the force of the strike sends him reeling backwards, no ground to keep him upright.
"Rule One:" The Dark God growls, "Never take your eyes off your opponent in an attempted monologue."
Astrec grins. Behind him, the portal ejects a multitude of items right towards the Dark God, forcing them back. Closing their eyes, The Dark God concentrates on absorbing everything that comes his way. Pressing his advantage, Astrec dives in through the stream. Bringing forth his blade, he swings it in an arc, slicing through the Dark God's stomach. Opening up the shadowstuff, half-absorbed projectiles spew out into the Void. "A personal pocket dimension? How cute."
Continuing to attack, Astrec brings his blade down into the Dark God's leg. As he does so, a cage is sent towards The Dark God's other leg. A Chaos Daemon breaks out, only to be subsumed by the darkness. "Mmm. I've missed the taste of Khorne-flakes."
Seeing this happen, Astrec flies away from The Dark God. Retrieving his remote, he presses another group of buttons on it.
Bristling with weapons of all varieties, a Voidship with Astrec's (A) logo emerges from a wormhole.
Watching this unfold, the Dark God laughs. From the portalstream, a cursed doll strikes him and explodes, releasing a swarm of Chaos Spirits who are quickly assimilated "The forces of Chaos are mine to command and cons-"
Whatever The Dark God is saying is cut off as Astrec's Voidship opens fire, unloading its entire armament. As they're left staggering from the Salvo, Astrec dives towards them again. As gold Jocose Honey swirls alongside bue stolen Godmodder Fire, Astrec cuts deep into The Dark God's lower torso, horizontally bisecting them. Taking advantage of their temporary incapacitation, Astrec continues to slice at the Dark God.
Out of things to fire, the Voidship engages its reverse thrusters, moving back through the portal.
Stopping his assault for a moment, Astrec tilts his head. "Oh, yes, the extra soul."
"How shall I deal with that.."
"Oh. Oh."
Shaping some of their Honey into a phone, Astrec dials a number. Just before he's about to speak into it, the Dark God drops his act, lunging towards Astrec. Taking advantage of his low guard, they take the Clear Thought, plunging it into their chest to absorb its energy. "No more fooling around."
As the broadsword crumbles away, The Dark God regrows a set of thin, spindly burning blue legs composed of Godmodding Energy.
Extending one hand, he traps Astrec in a field of telekinetic force. Giving him a once-over, he takes the waiting phone from their hand, and crushes it. "You're not taking anything from me today," he says. "On the other hand…"
Rifling through Astrec's inventory, The Dark God finds his Portal Remote and The World-Cube, both of which he melts. Then, using his mind, he grabs ahold of Astrec's Voidship. Overpowering the retroboosters, he pulls the vessel out of its wormhole, holding it in place. Without another thought, The Dark God effortlessly disassembles the entire Voidship, reducing it to a mass of unconnected nuts, bolts and metal plates. "Oh, I'm sorry," the Dark God says."That must've taken so much effort to build."
Pulling the engine from the wreckage, The Dark God sets his foot on it. "What's this, an Improbability Drive?"
Gritting his teeth, Astrec bursts in a flash of gold and yellow light so bright that The Dark God has to shade his eyes. Breaking free from his imprisonment, Astrec pushes the deity off of the engine.
"Not Improbability. Ascendant."
Raising it above his head, Astrec Astrec opens a Portal to the Elemental Plane of Creation, which begins to channel its energies into the device. Focusing some more, he generates more portals, which also begin to channel energy. Raising his hands, he channels all of his Nectar and Honey as well, making sure that none of the energy-streams cross each other. In a flash of light, the Ascendant Drive Transforms.
It becomes...
Oh, Simeon.
It becomes...
"Ladies and Gentlemen, Nedben, Dark God. I present to you… The OUROBOROS DRIVE. Faster, Smaller, Smarter."
Taking out a small chain, Astrec affixes the Ouroboros Drive to it, which he wears around his neck.
It's so small
Alight with new power, he punches the starstruck Dark God clean in the stomach, causing them to double over.
This has been the most epic punch in the history of the Void.
Kicking off, he readies himself for another uppercut, just as the Thistles of Zillywich come zooming in out of nowhere.
Jerking back, the two Needles embed themselves into the Dark God's chest. Consuming one of them, he pulls out the other. "I believe you're going to want this?"
With a flick of his wrist, the Needle finds itself square in the chest of Astrec. A pair of feathered wings burst from the Dark God's shoulders, identical to those developed by adult Cherubs. A symbol of hope, desecrated.
Charging at the Dark God, Astrec generates a forcefield to slam him into. Creating a pair of force-lances, he jams them through his shoulders, pinning him down. Creating forceblade, he slashes it across the Dark God's chest, only for them to invoke the Curse of Repetition. As the blade dissipates across their chest. As Astrec loads a shotgun and fires a shotgun, The Dark God's laugh echoes across the Void. "All this… aggression? Why? Why fight your heart like this?"
Pulling out the Entropic Key, Astrec links it to a pair of Order and Chaos Nodes. Pointing it at the Dark God, he sends a beam of white light directly at their face. Altering his pupils, the Dark God invokes the <0>. Oh dear.
Focusing his eyes, he blasts against the stream with red Chaos energy. "There's something you need to know, Hex, Pradis, whatever you call yourself now..." "I'm not the Chaos Butterfly." "And you're notRose-Eater Praefortis."
The sustained blast intensifies, overwhelming the Entropic Key. As it shatters in his grip, Astrec drops it and bolts. Sliding off the Forcefield, the Dark God slowly advances towards him. Picking up broken handle of the weapon, he examines it. "How did you remember this, Hex? Do you remember everything? Is it just shards and pieces, splinters of something else?"
Clenching his fist, he pulverises what remains of it. "Stop trying to be their Hero, Hex. Give up while you still breathe."
Summoning a new phone, Astrec dials up a number.
Greetings; salutations; Iä, iä; hello. You must be truly desperate.
Wait, is that-
I see. This will only take a moment...
Coming out of nowhere, a psychic beam of an impossible colour tears straight through The Dark God's head. He falls to the ground, writhing in agony, clutching at his temples.
In the near-distance, the Mask of an Unfathomable One gives Astrec a wave.
You now owe me a favour.
...With his second wind, Astrec reactivates the Ouroboros Drive. As he moves away from the Dark God, the drive generates a huge opaque sphere to enclose them.
Images of elsewhere flash across its surface: A man with a trident, aboard a grey weapons platform. Another man in chains, eyes glowing stark-white. A queen, wearing a glass crown. The Iron Prince, standing in the waters of the Silver Sea. A spellcaster with a crystal arm, hugging another woman, one with pink hair. A pair of people stand at the foot of a white throne, brother and sister: One crackling with electricity, the other blazing with fire. A dragon with five heads. A plastic bottle, held b-
Breaking free, The Dark God, shatters The Sphere. Summoning an Anvil, Astrec tries to drop it over their head, only for it to pass right through. Creating a Missile Launcher, he throws the entire thing at the Dark God, detonating it in his body. Distracting them with an Alternian Doomsday Device, Astrec begins to take potshots with a pair of pistols, for all the good it does. Glowing green-and-white, he calls a grand army to his side, which charges forward in a direct assault.
Calling a flamethrower to his hands, Astrec takes the time to give another sales pitch:
"LOOK AT THIS MIRACULOUS NEW INVENTION BY OUROTECH™! THE OUROTECH™ + BILLY MAYS™ DARK GOD PURIFIER™! THIS BAD BOY OF A FLAMETHROWER WILL JUST TEAR THROUGH ANY DARK GODS YOU HAPPEN TO HAVE LAYING AROUND, LEAVING YOUR BATTLEFIELDS OPEN FOR WHATEVER YOU WANT! LOOK AT THE WAY IT JUST TEEEEEEARS THROUGH THIS DARK GOD OVER HERE, UTTERLY RIPPING HIM APART ON A EXISTENTIAL LEVEL! BUT THAT'S NOT ALL! ORDER NOW, AND YOU CAN GET A FREE DARK-GOD-MURDERING (AND ONLY DARK GOD) BOMB DROPPED ON YOUR LOCATION NOW! FOR ONLY THREE SHORT PAYMENTS OF …¿"«)‧» ¶, THIS AMAZING DEAL WILL BE YOURS! HERE, LET'S GIVE A DEMONSTRATION ON THIS HERE DARK GOD! LOOK HOW HE SCREAMS AS HIS BEING AND SOUL ARE RIPPED APART ON A METAPHYSICAL LEVEL, AND THE FLAMES SPARKLE AND SHINE! ORDER NOW!"
I shouldn't need to tell you that this looked amazing, which it was. Unfortunately it was also an absolute massacre. You have three guesses as to who won, and the first two don't count.
Standing atop a pile of corpses, the Victor watches as Astrec walks towards him at eye-level.
"Oh, feeling brave again? I'll just have to change that."
Around his neck, the Ouroboros Drive pulses again to create a giant mechsuit replica of Astrec, which punches the Dark God in the face yet again.
As the Z-Mech crouches down for an uppercut, The Dark God grabs it by the fist, flipping the machine over onto its back. With one of his burning legs, he grinds it's heel into the machine's face, slowly burning through the armorplating. "Come on, where's the Astrec I know?"
Within the cockpit, Astrec calls in yet another favour, gaining an audience with TOG II. As he finishes making the deal, The Dark God reaches in through the mech's ruined face to pick him out. "There you are!"
With one hand pulling at each of his legs, The Dark God grins. "Make a wish, any wish! Maybe you'll even live long enough to see it come true."
Astrec smiles. "I wish.. I wish that you'd be blown away." "Wait, wha- "FIRE!".
Unbeknownst to him, while distracted, tanks of every conceivable variety had been filing into the battlefield. By now, all of them had finished acquiring their sights.
For the second time today, The Dark God is blasted by yet another absolute avalanche of projectiles. One might even say that this barrage had achieved the legendary, eternally desired, "enough dakka". Of course, I won't even dare suggest that. This was beautiful, and something you absolutely should have been there to see.
As the Tanks roll back to Tankhalla (Tank Paradise), Astrec extends his left arm, alight with Goldenrod energy. As he clenches his fist, a massive heavy hammer solidifies in his grip. Rushing The Dark God, he raises the Hammer up over his head, allowing him to catch it in his grip. Flicking the Descendant away, The Dark God throws the hammer back at him. Spinning through the Void, it splits into five. From each of these five, the silhouettes of five people form, their features indistinct. One of them, a red woman with sharp wings buries a spectral axe into Astrec's shoulders, while another one, a purple man in purple surrounds him with a wheel of blades, stabbing him simultaneously eight times. The rest of the figures begin to crowd him, beating him in every possible direction. And then they stop. The silhouette of a man in Goldenrod stands over Astrec. Manifesting a hammer identical to the one he was going to use, Goldenrod brings it down on Astrec's head, hard.
As the figures fade away, The Dark God begins to monologue. "That arm you're wearing? I'm really interested in knowing how you even learned how to make it. Seeing it certainly brings back memories."
As he comes to, Astrec attempts to flex the Godarm, only for it to freeze. "There should be no reason for you to even understand its significance, but it's Special. More special than you could possibly imagine. I know that you can tell that it's powerful. Why do you think it brought me here?"
With a snap of his fingers, the Dark God reactivates the Godarm. Morphing it into an armcannon, Astrec charges it up with Oblivion Energy. "Go on. I dare you to try."
He fires a laser right where the Dark God's heart should be. Boom. "Draedon will not save you."
Another. "Richard will not save you."
Again. "Or Hera."
And again. "Or Alicia."
And again. "Or any other member of the Hand. The Past Will Not Save You! The power of two destroyers are in-no, literally are your hands! Darkness is second nature for your kind. It runs through your veins. You have been chosen. You thought it was a blessing, but now a Curse. Consider it an honour! Hero is subjective. Take Ahriman for example! Hero of Brine. You'll never be their hero, but you can be mine. I invoke your new name: Azazael! Judgement calls."
Against his will, Astrec's right arm begins to move. Slowly, but surely, the Hand of Judgement moves his arm up, until it points at the sky.
И ИНВОКЕ ТХЕ СЕЕТХИНГ ИРЕ
ОФ ТХАТ ОЛД РЕФИНЕРС ФИРЕ
From the flames, a woman with six arms Descends: Kaliber, Burning Goddess of Bullets. Extending a hand, she presents him with a simple revolver, with a barrel burning with the Indigo Fire of Time: The Gun That Can Kill The Past. The Godarm picks it up, and points the barrel at Astrec's head. He tries to move his trigger finger, only to fail. Attempting to move his other hand… he finds himself unable to do so as well. Both of his arms had been compromised. "Go on,"The Dark God urges. "Pull the trigger."
Channeling the powers of a Descended through The Gun that Can Kill The Past, Astrec augments its velocity. Turning his body around so that the bullet will go through The Dark God as well, he pulls the trigger before they can react.
As the Bullet that Can Kill The Past rips through both of them, they explode in a burst of cosmic static. Chronal energy readings does a massive spike, as not one, but two people get shot.
Consuming his extra life, The Dark God is the first to return. "This isn't over, Pradis," he says to the mess that was previously Astrec."Not by a long shot."
Suddenly, a portion of him explodes into static again. Cosmic Aftershock. "AAAARGH!"
Summary:
The Dark God Takes 743,000 Damage. His Regen is reduced to 175,000.
Astrec is currently dead. His remaining artifacts are unattended.
A Thistle of Zillywich is also available to be picked up.
"Whugheyo, Harkener! How've things been for you?" "Oh, it was probably only a few seconds maybe or none at all on your end, but you... ok, there are good odds you Would believe it, its not like much is off limits in this world... what I got up to in that time(or not in that time)." "Then again, most of it had already happened. makes you wonder about freedom and determinism, I guess. I should probably read up on how time travel works again..."
Aheh...we're... ah, [on 3 actions/ round now. hm.
...wait nope we're on ????ACtions ka,.mround,.
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1) Well, the first thing I'm going to do is heal myself. Being at half health doesn't suit me, for all my suit suits me. ; P
Now, I could try to actually heal myself. But you know what? I don't feel like doing such a favour for this bodys owner. So instead I'm going to replace all the damaged body parts with animated cakes, which I am quite used to, in order to be in the way of the other guy whenever he wakes up.
2) then I walk over to the Dark God. heh. Alright. I put on the Ferrous nanogauntlet, and raise it to my side. With a mental command, four small blobs of nanotech split off, flying through the air, dodging and weaving while launching bolts of ambient energy to whittle him down, piercing tiny millimeter holes in his flesh. They spin, and buzz, and dodge around, until eventually He gets tired enough of trying to swat them for them to get close and unload the nanotech bombs they'd formed inside themselves, knocking him back. In the meantime, I reformed the Nanogauntlet. Temporarily, the Nanotech of the gauntlet primarily coagulates into two distinct structures. A rather large, rocket propelled, sledgehammer, and an Radiation Gun-based energy field generator around the hilt. As Val'Elzathor stumbles to a stop, I twirl the hammer behind my back and walk over to him, sticking out my left hand to offer a game of RPS. If he doesn't oblige, of course, I hit him with a sledgehammer. otherwise, though, if he obliges, I incant the traditional beginning phrase. "R, P, S, Shoot!". Val'Elazathor does something unimportant, and I hit him with the Sledgehammer. That Is what RPS stands for, you know. Rocket-propelled Sledgehammer. As the God goes flying, I switch on the Radiation Gun tech, Aetheric Particle collision spectra playing along the Sledgehammer as I use the rocket propulsion to dash forwards and smack into him again, this time launching him nearly straight up. In the time it takes him to fall back down, I carve a familiar circle into the ground... "...Harkener. Care to join me? It'll be just like Ολδ τιμεσ! "
After waiting a moment for the choice, I return the Nanogauntlet to its previous state as a gauntlet, and...
2.1?) Stab the Prism Blade into the ground- It's the only sword I have on my person, as it happens- right as Val'Elzathor reaches ground level, forming a circle of seclusion.
Like Old Times "You can have the finishing blow this time if you like, though, Assuming he's low enough for this to even be a finisher. inversion, keep things fresh."
"...JOE, I'm still angry about you sending me into the past," Harkener says.
JOE? or Cake Guy replaces sections of his body with Cake, restoring 3 Hp to himself.
Peppering The Dark God with nanoexplosives,they detonate for 43k damage. Slamming the rocket-powered sledgehammer into him, you wind him for another 23k damage. Slamming him again, you send him reeling backwards, staggering from the blow for yet another 33k damage in a display of what makes you you.
Harkener looks at the Magic Circle. "As much as I'd like to stab Va-him for what he's done-slash-will do, I don't think I should. If I do the thing again, It's probably going to end up making him my retroactive nemesis or something. And honestly? I don't want to deal with that."
You have a point. "T-thanks!"
...I also really want to ask what the future holds...
Re-entering reality from the state of being ripped into shreds from another parallel dimension and into this one. Winkins first moments in the new universe ends up being buried straight face first into the ground before pulling the will to pull himself out.
Still reeling from his crash into the ground, Winkins subconsciously grasp the Asteroid shield he grown familiar due to his inclination towards lunar relative objects and pulling out the charge he was keeping when he wasn't scattered into the waves of reality.
(x1)Exiting Weird Astral Travel Shenanigans,Paradox attacks the Dark God with his final charge of the Shadowscythe
(x1)He then Alchemises Keter Scion of Sakkakh&&Wooden Staff
(x1)before consuming the Keter Scion of Sakkakh.
Breaking through JOE's Barrier with the Shadowscythe, Paradoxdragon brings its hard-sound blade down upon The Dark God's chest, leaving it there. 14,000 Damage, a critical hit. As he turns around, they absorbs it into themselves, incorporating its stark-white Tron Lines across their body. "...This can't be good..."
Keter Scion of Sakkakh && Wooden Staff = Wooden Staff.
Looks like the Wooden Staff already has bits from the Scion.
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Retreating back down ParadoxDragon's throat, the tree makes itself scarce.
Nerà takes advantage of being in their home plane to summon the power of the gods. The Minotaur dies in a burst of holy light exploding inside their brain.
Auma transfigures their wounds into not!wounds, healing himself slightly. He also checks what the swissarmyknifemodder has in terms of a Regen mode.
Nerà makes a formal request to The Corporation to have a S.A.F.E. delivered to the main battlefield.
"Ishmael. Cover Auma while he heals himself. I must discover why, in what should be a secure village in my empire, there is chaos and beasts like this."
Nerà gestures to the Minotaur.
"Something is very wrong here, and I intend on ensuring that noregion under my banner remains in such a state for long."
Nerà casts Fly on themself and soars into the air, trying to get a quick view of the town.
40,000 Damage. Detonating the Minotaur's head, Nerà disrupts its teleportation abilities, sending it into a berzerk frenzy.
They then request a S.A.F.E.!
Great choice, why didn't we do that earlier?
"Actually," Ishmael says, "I can explain what's happening: The Iron Prince and his machines are occupying the place."
Flying up into the air, Nerà scopes out what's happening. On the outskirt of town, pearlescent white machines are busy at work around an archway leading elsewhere.
Hungry visitor has an idea... Universes are too big to defend without killing all attackers. What is the solution BESIDES killing the attackers?
Making a small universe. So HV cuts off a portion of Nerà's Native Universe and attaches an OVER_UNIVERSE_DRIVE.
The speed meter shows that it currently travels 4 OUL/h (Over Universe Length per hour) in over universe space (the stuff that somehow exists outside of universes).
Unless the Dark God is able to exist outside of an universe or able to teleport through over universe space or able to move the Nerà's Native Universe towards my escape fragment, the fragment should be safe and able to grow into a replacement. Thus the damage race turns into a different kind of race. A universe race.
To keep it safe, HV also leaves a suitable guard for the fragment. HV undergoes duplication and one stays inside and the other one says in the main Universe.
Universe fragment. HV1. Date unknown
I decide to set up a minimum of defense against theoretical dark god attacks. Since there is an auto-retaliation, you can't just put up super blasters. It has to be an indirect attack. Or an defense, never can stop thinking about defense when you are a guardian.
Make a layer that will activate the next defense if the former did not work.
-First defense:
Force field. Yeah it is a force that forces stuff to not go inside this universe. You're not affected while inside tho.
Second defense:
Fusion. Attempting fusion to any too strong things like a big universe is dangerous and very short.
This is a small fragment. If the fragment is under attack, HV1 will fuse with the fragment and turn it invincible for the time of the fusion (about 1 hour).
Third defense:
Etheral. Turn etheral and let the intruder fall into over universe space. This might also make them vanish since till now only universes can exist in over universe space.
Fourth defense:
Self destruct. The structure of the fragment falls into much smaller fragments (still immortal tho) and then reforms when the fusion is about to run out. Lets hope no particle accelerators are around.
Fifth defense:
OVERDRIVE. The OVER_UNIVERSE_DRIVE increases output drastically up to 10 OUL/h to escape the menace.
Sixth defense:
Time encasement. After fusion, HV1 will be able to access the fragments universe abilities. Projecting these, the fragment can use its time ability on anything inside.
In this case, the timelines into the future refuse to run and end existence itself, which would normally kill the universe (but it is immortal). If it is good enough to kill any universe, will this environmental factor stop the attacker in their tracks?
Seventh defense:
God. Using the power of the fragment, 1 miracle could be performed depending on the situation.
Ok seven defense layers for now.
Now the replacement universe plan has to be fleshed out. Universes need nutrients to grow, like humans do. That is why any other universes except the Nerà's Native Universe should be drained for nutrients.
This requires a magic system to be set up, which will seem beneficial, but slowly drain their universes almost endless resources.
-System ports attached to fragment hull.
That is all HV1 could think of for now.
Nerà's Native Universe. HV2. Date unknown.
Setting up Anti-Teleport System.
Function: Teleport things that get into radius away. Ignore HV2.
After making it, it begins to tunnel down and and constantly teleport away air trying to invade the radius. I am currently following the ATS. Upgrading ATS.
ATS can now float and won't tunnel anymore. Returning to surface.
Need additional bodies to use artifacts. MASS SELF PRODUCTION INITIATED; NEW QUEST: PICK UP AND USE ARTIFACTS NOT WORN.
[A] Structurally Sound Red Matter Katana. +26,000 Power. Durability: 1.
Worn by HV3
Katana. Used to harm. Used to KILL
"Taste my s t r u c t u r a l l y SOUND red Matter Katana. WEEEEEEEE"
HV3 slashes and the structure of destruction sounds over the field, reddening the sky as the Katana slashes the air in non physical manner.
It is hard to tell wether the dark god will slide into pieces or just stay the same since that is how sharp Katana usually do it.
[A] Hypersaber. +40,000 Power. Durability: 2.
Worn by HV4
Hypersaber. High hight. Saber. Used to fence.
HV4 points down and the Hypersaber descends, increasing in speed.
Then it suddenly pulls back, a faint.
Wait how did it get over there...
Hypersaber does not make sense...
what if I...
The Hypersaber suddenly appears and disappears leaving 3 holes in the dark god. Then in a blur the rest of the 40,000 holes appear on the dark god.
Yeah this is a powerful weapon.
[A] Power Armour. Mode: Heavy Lifting. +7,000 Power. +1 AC. Durability: 3.
Worn by HV5
Power Armour. Powerful. Used to lift.
HV5 lifts the [A] Unbreakable Katana. +45,000 Power. Durability: 9.
and the [A] Neutron Edge. +50,000 Power. -20% Accuracy. Durability: 3
grows a new arm and also lifts the [A] Collapsible Cutter. +20,000 Power. +4 ACpierce. Durability: 2
Various cutting tools. Powerful.
A faint sound of something sharp being moved very fast and a quick flash can be noticed. What a powerful triple uppercut combo!
[A] Dead Star Plate. +6 AC. -25% Dodge. Durability: 5.
Worn by HV6
Dead Star plate. Useful for defense. REDUCE SELF DODGE TO NEGATIVE VALUE. Used for intercepting attacks.
HV6 now attracts all attacks coming any HVs with an accuracy of 25%. HV6 mentally prepares for death.
[A] Exotic Crystals.
Slowly Losing Power!
Worn by HV7
Exotic Crystals. Useful for ???. Slowly losing power.
HV7 crushes the Exotic Crystals into a fine dust and snorts it.
[A] Stoneskin Hide. Petrify: 5/6.
Worn by HV8
Stoneskin Hide. Very hard. Used to petrify.
Petrification increases durability. Thus....
HV8 petrifies HV6 (which tanks for the team). "Good luck HV6"
[A] 272. +25,000 Power
Worn by HV9
272. Number. Used to count.
HV9 thinks a bit. Then he counts down from 272. What will happen if the countdown has ended?!
[A] Summoner's Stave. Boosts Summoning Power. Durability: 2.
Worn by HV10
Summoner's Stave. Long and has a knob on the end. Used to boost summoning power.
HV10 summons loads of Artifacts and then consumes them using [A] Darude S&Storm. Anything Goes: Consumes Artifacts for power. 1 Round left.
He also consumes following Artifacts: [A] Zodiac Killer. Inactive!
[A] Broken Sigil.
[A] Card of Majora. Durability: 1
[A] Blank Cruxite Bust. Can be used to depict someone!
A strong beam of power attempts to carve the dark god from this plane of existence.
[A] 18D. x3
Worn by HV11 & HV12
18D. x3. Hexadecimal Number. Used to count.
HV11 imitates HV9 and counts down from 18D. This is a much longer process, so HV12 helps him use the artifact.
[A] Hypersigil. Demon Available. Souls: 36.
Worn by HV13
Hypersigil. Looks pretty intricate and kinda cool. Demon available. Used to deal with Souls.
HV13 sells the souls of HV14 to HV100 and calls a demon soldier for every soul spent (100-14+36=122). The horde of 122 demon soldiers attacks the dark god.
[A] Industrial Armor. +4 AC. Durability: 3.
Worn by HV101
Industrial Armor. Looks efficient and mass produced. Used to defend.
HV101 uses Industry to create 122 lesser industrial armors after creating a blueprint of his industrial armor. The demon soldiers are now harder to kill.
[A] Cerebrocrown. +33,000 Attack. Durability: 2
Worn by HV102
Cerebrocrown. A crown made of Cerebro. Used to instill feelings of authority.
Using the Cerebrocrown, HV102 leads the demon army against the dark god. "In the name of HVism! Attack!"
[A] Ship Destroyer. +30,000 Attack Destroying Ships. Durability: 2
Worn by HV103
Ship Destroyer. Looks like ... a big gun????
HV103 does some research and then fully and mercilessly destroys the Dark God's favorite ship (HV420 x HV 69). Wait...
REQUEST REPLACEMENT
HV420.2 and HV69.2 produced.
[A] Asteroid Tower Shield. +1,000 Attack. +2 AC. Durability: 2
Worn by HV104
Asteroid Tower Shield. Large Tower. Made of Asteroids. Doubles as shield.
HV104 grabs the tower and joins the orbit. Nice place. HV104 begins base building, adding several orbital cannons, preparing an orbital strike.
[A] Tesseract Belt. Temporal Energy Charges: 2.
Worn by HV105
Wait why... would you need a Tesseract Belt. Ah... Temporal Energy...
HV105 sends HV1 the Temporal energy to critically lengthen HV1xfragment fusion time.
[A] Prism Blade. +28,000 Power. Durability: 2
Worn by HV106
Prism Blade. Breaks light into different wavelengths. Also very sharp. Can be used to cut and create rainbows.
HV106 reduces the darkness of the dark god by shooting a rainbow at him and also cuts him afterwards (the perfect weapon).
[A] Eternity's Eradicator. +23,000 Power. Durability: 1
Worn by HV107
Eternity's Eradicator. Looks very finite in use. Used to eradicate eternity.
HV107 limits the Dark gods regeneration to functioning about 1 year irl maximum from this moment on by eradicating the eternity on it.
[A] Hellcaller. Fiends: 1/2.
Worn by HV108
Hellcaller. Used to call hell.
HV108: "Hello this is HV108. Is this Hell?"
Hell: "Yes. Why do you call me?"
HV108:" I wanted the second Fiend."
Hell: " Oh yeah. Here you are."
A fiend joins the demon army.
[A] Clockwork Carver. +7,000 Attack. Temporal Energy Charges: 1. Durability: 2
Worn by HV109
Clockwork Carver. Sharp and precise. Used to make clocks out of wood and has temporal energy in it.
HV109 sends the temporal energy to HV1 to lengthen the fusion time. Also begins to work on carving some clocks that produce temporal energy.
[A] Spaced Out Headband. +35,000 Attack. Durability: 3
Worn by HV110
Headband. Used to go to space... I think.
HV110 travels to the Asteroid tower shield and helps HV104 with setting up the orbital cannons. Then he spaces out. After he comes to senses again, the orbital cannons laid great devastation upon the dark god. Must've been the Headband.
[A] The Shadowscythe. +45,000 Power. Durability: 1.
Worn by HV111
Scythe. Made of Shadow. Unique. Used to reap shadow corn/wheat/cereals.
HV111 eats also [A] Keter Scion of Sakkakh. Can be eaten.
Then he reaps some shadow corn for Sakkakh, also known as Sabbath. As new Scion of Sakkakh he has to do his religious deeds finely. Wait how does this help the situation.
HV111 CORRUPT. TERMINATE
HV112-HV420 try to terminate HV111 for going rogue.
HV2 looks upon the mayhem caused by HV3-HV420. What a great day to be alive.
Hungry Visitor attempts to carve out a piece of Nerà's Native Universe, only to find it too hard to do so. Universes tend to be made out of some hard stuff!
They then split into multiple clones of themselves, who go out to pick up as many artifacts as possible. Some of them try to take other people's artifacts, but fail.
Summoner's Stave, 18D, Hypersigil, Blank Cruxite Bust, Card of Majora, Zodiac Killer, Broken Sigil, Industrial Armor, Cerebrocrown and Ship Destroyer picked up.
As HV11 holds the three 18Ds, he begins to glow with a blue aura, as the three artifacts move to place themselves on top over his hands and head. Surrounded in a shimmering haze, HV11 is consumed in an explosion of dark energy, sending waves across the void. As the smoke clears, HV11's upper skeleton rises, it's spinal cord eposed and floating in the void, head and hands replaced by the three 18Ds, lit with a ghastly glow.
"Rise, Collector of Life, Entity 40!"
Using the Hypersigil, HV13 generates an army of demons, which HV14 gives a copy of the Industrial Armour to. Lying on the ground, The Dark God flickers. Suddenly, a green blade sprouts from his chest, followed by goldenrod markings. "There's no need to hide, Infini. I know you're here as well." "...Oh crap."
Opening his mouth, The Dark God sings a high note. Immediately, Darude S&storm explodes, disrupting the circle, scattering bone fragments across Harkener's arms. 10 Damage.
"Nice try, JOE. But it won't work again."
Extending the Collapsible Cutter, he tries to bring the Collapsible Cutter down upon JOE, hard. 17 damage.
Raising his hands into the air, he creates a shifting, shimmering sphere of violet energies, which he throws at Nera's Native Universe. Upon contact, the sphere reacts with the Universe's light, weakening the ability of the matter within to the corrosion of the Void. 250,000 damage.
Harkener sighs. "Everything's changed, hasn't it?"
As he raises 272, it momentarily flickers, assuming the form of a sword, which Harkener uses to strike at The Dark God. Finding a weakpoint in the Dead Star Plate, he slides the blade through, dealing 48k Damage.
Drawing the sword from his chest, The Dark God uses it in tandem with the Unbreakable Katana to to cross-slash Harkener, breaking his sword in the process. 19 Damage.
Dropping the green blade, it returns back into The Dark God's chest. "I have only you to thank for this, Infini," he says. "How does it feel, giving your worst enemy his new favorite weapon?" "S-shut up!" "Really? Is that the best you can manage?"
Out of Void Energy, JOE's scarf explodes. Why? I have no idea. Chalk it up to Alchemiter issues. 4 damage.
On Nerà's world, the headless minotaur charges at, firing explosive bolts of radiation. Leaping in front of Auma, Ishmael catches the projectiles in a field in front of him, keeping them away from Auma while they heal themselves for 35 Hp. "I used to learn light magic," Ishmael explains with a grin. "Thank goodness it's coming in handy here right now!"
Focusing the power, they convert the radiation to heal Auma for another 5 Hp. "Phew! Didn't think I still had it in me." Itinerary:
Stop Alethea.
Stop The Invasion:
Destroy the Dark God!
Get Planetside!
Defeat the Third Praetorian!
Find the Silver Sea
FoundationQuest:
Locate The Foundation.
Planetside:
Investigate?
Current Godmodder Hp: 50
Laboratory Link: The Void
Entity Advantage: [Heavy AG]
AG MORALE: 50%
"First of all that was completely an accident, I was just getting revenge on myself and hoping to finish pebbletopia and somehow you tagged along- Which might not even be because you played pebbletopia, since Mirror didn't show up."
"Secondly, we already know every way he'll interact with you before the Ravine, and by that point you already serve as a major cause of his defeat and send 20 charges into his home realm to retaliate against him." "But fair enough. No point making that worse."
"... Oh, you were bluffing?"
[1] Raising the Hellcaller, a wave of Fiends pours out. Taking command, I order them into a defensive formation as, essentially, chaff. I need a few moments to heal.
[2]with a few moments of hard-won space, I focus on Entity 40. Collector of life, huh? I collect that too. raising a hand of the Biosuit,it flares red as I use [Blood], suctioning life from its collector and gathering it into a sphere. Before eating it, I [Bonus] Scan it, ensuring its safe for my use, and then, if it is, absorb it. Otherwise, the Blood splashes into a portal, storing it for later.
[3] Having healed myself somewhat, I find I'm not quite satisfied with that. Using [Light], I imitate Ishmael's preformance. I might not have as much practice with Light magic, but I do have descendancy on my side, and the power of a God Tier in my suit, letting a healing glow wash over me, and my living armor. If the healing has power remaining after healing me, the aura grows, washing over Harkener as well, healing them with the excess.
[nul] "Well, ask away! I've not made any secret of my knowledge, you know. If you've got any questions, I'm more then willing to answer them, assuming I don't not dislike your absence." "For example, this guy? Val'Elzathor? I have it on good authority he'll be a fair bit Weaker then the average descendant once we're done with him. Him possessing even a metaphysically willing one will be a surprise, and I've done that twice for free!" (at Val) "Seriously, man. Quit while you'reahead! Or Alive!"
Also, an alchemiter use if possible: I check the Archangel Blade recipe I got earlier with the keep-same-form-get-other-function operator and the thistles of zillywitch. the hope being to replace Harkeners sword temporarilly.... ooh, what if I get the Dark God to hold the blade? decisions, decisions...
JOE Summons another pair of Pit Fiends! Casting Blood on 40, He steals 13 Hp from it, scanning the liquid taken.
...It's Liquid Death. 40 is Undead.
This cursed elixir, I assume you won't drink it?
Using Light, you heal yourself for 12 Hp, as well as Harkener for 6.
"...Thanks, JOE."
I have a lot of questions. There's just so many to ask!
"The Future is both now and later, leading to a single cosmic possibility, one ending. Infinite, branching possibilities. One thousand suns! One thousand moons! Together, they set one thousand times!"
HV1: Man I hate it when universes are too sturdy to cut.
HV2: Well I hate it when HV3-HV420 are wasting their efforts
HV11: *getting replaced by HV11.2*
HV2: Yeah what now?
HV1: We should charge up something big and then deal 500.000 damage
HV2: OK ... I'll let the blank cruxite bust depict DAI (Destructive Artificial Intelligence) so we have a blueprint
[the artifact does their job]
HV1: OK lets go to work.
After some construction, several server buildings and backup thingies have been made, afterwards the robot overlords take over and finish.
DAI assesses risks and deems the end of the current universe as highest priority risk. After that come the players which are very powerful.
DAI starts building a big bomb after deeming a certain amount of explosive force sufficient.
Sadly the integrated HV13 had to be replaced by HV13.2 since the DAI instantly neutralized HV13. Yeah... this was probably not the smartest idea, but the result is very smart.
The way is paved for the robotic overlord dystopia.
HV1: HV13.2 I think we should aid DAI.
HV13.2: didn't it kill my predecessor?
HV1: Yeah but. It is a very powerful entity.
HV13.2: Oh. hm
HV:2 Man I am bummed out the universe cut did not succeed.
New plan: Love until Oblivion cries for mercy. (Read: I equip the Dark God.)
Don't say I didn't warn you. (Don't say he didn't warn you either.)
I will kill you slowly. And you will enjoy it. The nedben is shapeless, invincible, terrifying, unbound by reality. Fractalline lightning, power, the shattering nothingness...all of it will be devoured by the unborn and the will of the dread mother whose chastisement is to experience all the ravages of they beneath Hell-and-Hell before you die. Without cause, flesh is not carved, but worked. The Dark God is pulled into the breath of things that Are Not, and the nedben invincible is but abstraction. Fingers from things without present fingers tear at the scale of titans not to shatter the form, but reshape it. What is regeneration when the template to regenerate is altered? Wither before my love. Drown in it. Eat me, drink me, breathe me, fill yourself with me until nothing is left but our annihilating grace and our maddening dreams. We worm deep, we know what we're doing. Into him we climb, sadistic and merry. Pain, pleasure, the laws of reality and they that bend them, things drift together. Your flesh is mine. You are already me. I am thou, and thou art I. There is no futility in resistance, because there is nothing to resist. I am already I. You are we. Be. A terrible union of things that should not be.
Break him.I must obey. This is the way of things. In communion, we feast. Assail. The prince with stars in his eyes is the Dark God, and the Dark God is him, and enrapturing rampaging terrible inchoate absolute puissant love without second thoughts and erasure itself perishes before we-and-we-and-we-and-thousandfold-infinite-trinkinion-many-more all overwhelming. Come with me if you want to liveand die anyway. This is the choking of plagues turned to vigor, the dance of Boddho and Veshali in the sleep of kings, cry of the seagulls, house of the primordials, and the rims of the sky. I will paint things that cannot be and feed every last one of this batch of illegal wonders into your sorry excuse for a divinity, dear sweet selfsame cur. The nedben proceeds to do so, impossibility a sickeningly sweet gruel laced with strawberries and the piercing sound of Heaven reached by violence, Gjallarhorn Nirvana. It is delicious, and vaguely overt. How can you escape what appears in your own throat, and suffuses your own body like your own cells and energy patterns? The nedben is infections, infestations, nectar and ambrosia. He is the nutrient-fog of the Hudlar and the mutagenic charge of the Wyld. In shapelessness he is all shapes, in not being he is all things. In conflict he is peace, in sickness and in health you are mine, mine, a thousand times mine, me! Never take from me again, because you're me and it's just redundant! Decoherence, enlightenment, a dance of all meaning and none of it. Gurgling, sliding, seas that encroach, winds that buffet, land that rises, fire that burns, all symbols are but poetry before us. Enthrall yourself, o Dark God. Counter yourself and fall deeper into your self-love that is We. Out of one, many. Out of many, one. We were one in the beginning, and we shall be one in the end.
The Dark God is already Nedben. Consume. Kill. Be. Equip. All but irrelevant flavor. We are. Is it suicide? Is it drugs? Is it dieting? Is it the plague? Is it narcissism? Is it power within itself and enlightenment? We do not care. We are anyway.
(x1)I turn my gaze inwards, what does the Tree Inside me do ??
(x1)I try alchemising Wooden Staff||Health Potion
(x1)I engage a Smackdown onto the Dark God, as I attempt to burn him with Sunlight.Spears of Sunlight, raining down onto him at incredibly high speeds and upon hitting him, explodes into Pockets of Sunlights which further explodes into Solar Flares
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Wooden Staff || Health Potion = Flask of Restoration. A long, hollowed-out wooden tube containing at least a pint of healing potion.
ParadoxDragon throws explosive plasma-spears at Nedben, which explode to deal a critical 48,000 Damage to them!
The resulting Solar Flares kill the Dead Star Plate. By Kill, I mean it's ruined. You haven't killed something that's already dead yet.
Nerà dispels the abjuration enchantments in the small area around where the enemy crafts landed. Immediately, scouts from enemy Nations (underdark armies, fiend clans, far-north dwarf tribes, the distant dragon kingdoms, the rival easterner empire, so on) appear within the suddenly free space inside the Empire. Nerà casts a spell, sending messages to each of them.
"Bring your armies. This territory is yours for the taking. My infrastructure, my technology, my necrotic thralls, my richess, my spellbooks. Anything within the region encompassing these villages and the city to the north is yours if you can take it."
Nerà orders all undead in the promised area to act as if dismissed, and for all citizens to escape to their designated evacuation routes and portal centers. It's doubtful that any of the armies daring enough to attempt to finally seize their opportunity to grab at the Empire's bountiful land would be able to survive the invasion force and each other long enough to cause any real trouble against the zombie ambush, but it was better safe than sorry.
Nerà teleports beside his two allies, grabs them and teleports to one of the Emperor's bases of operations in the capital city. It's time to fix this damned problem already.
(The gods continue smiting the Minotaur with what strength they can spare)
Instead of attacking the Dark God normally, Smirk decides to think first. He quickly notices the Unbreakable Katana in the Dark God's weapons list, and formulates a plan. He calls into existence a cueball ore ninja star, and throws it at the Katana. Anyone who knows about the Katana knows that the only recorded weapon type capable of breaking it is one based on Cueball. As a bonus, while the attack isn't directed at him, if the Dark God tries to stop the throwing star, he gets to get hit instead, using up his chance at a counter by attempting to save the katana.
He then pulls out his communication waypoint thingy, and begins speaking to P2. "Hello. I would just like to ask why you guys seem to be completely not caring about the Dark God thing tearing into a Universe? I mean, seriously, if we don't kill this thing, you are sort of responsible for the results at that point, and I think there are enough souls in the universe he is attacking to give him nigh limitless extra lives if it gets through. Also, if you say one thing abour this being tactical or battle lines stuff, I will be forced to go right to your present location and slap you. Similar results for them if you do decide to help and the 'Centurions' decide hitting you is the best plan, rather than fighting the giant Dark God."
Because the Dark God is currently Nedben choking on Nedben, the Cueball Ninja Star hits the Katana, followed by Nedben themselves. -3 Durability to the (allegedly) Unbreakable Katana, 25,000 Damage to Nedben.
Smirk calls P2
"Aside from Ainigma, Alethea has barred us from assisting you. We are to defer to him in this operation, and he is staying his hand. As they say these days, I trust that you are in good hands with Ainigma. I know that he is watching you closely. If he decides to step in, he will." Nedben continues to gasp for breath as they choke on themselves. Their healing factor fails to tick up this round!
Entity 40 hides the Hp Values of JOE, Nedben, and ParadoxDragon. Have they taken damage? Who knows?
Harkener picks up the Thistle of Zillywich, Perfectly Generic Object, and Death's Ankh, the latter of which he hangs around his neck.
Walking up to Nedben, he stands on top of their upper lip, looking down their maw. "Hey! Are you able to respond?"
...
"Guess not. Listen, I'm about to send some help down your way!"
"Let's see if I remember my lessons right..."
Using the solitary needle as a focus, Harkener waves it around a bit, before pointing at the green cube, sending a sphere of light its way. In a flash of light, the Perfectly Generic Object is gone, replaced by... a pumpkin? Hefting it up over his head, he chucks it down Nedben's gullet. "I smelt something sweet wafting up, it seems to be occupying V-them! The pumpkin I sent down? It's loaded with saccharine goodness, I think it might help you!"
The AG forces do not attack. Remember to order Entities around!
Meanwhile, a S.A.F.E arrives in Nerà's general vicinity.
Auma heals himself to full Hp. That was fast. Itinerary:
Stop Alethea.
Stop The Invasion:
Destroy the Dark God!
Get Planetside!
Defeat the Third Praetorian!
Find the Silver Sea.
FoundationQuest:
Locate The Foundation.
Planetside:
Investigate?
Current Godmodder Hp: 50
Laboratory Link: The Void
Entity Advantage: [Heavy AG]
AG MORALE: 50%
if the current facility doc is accurate, but two turns behind, then they have 29 RP... lets see...
I buy the '+AC' upgrade from the Steffan Specialty three times, targetting the Amalgamation Biosuit, and have them send in two drones and two Drone Mk2 drones, having the Drone Mk2's bodyguard me while the Drones attack Val as their orders.
"Well, get asking. Be warned, though- I mostly know about the Distant future. there were only, like, two mentions of this:war total, by then."
[Bonus] I scan the Amalgamation Mechsuit's health bar.
1) Seeing as some of my alchemies seem to be running out of durability (and the dark god seems occupied with nedben, 'd hate to mess that up), I move on to trying to figure out a way to fix that. I pick up a wrench and try tapping the Ferrous Nanogauntlet with it, letting the Nanogauntlet eat the wrench to make new nanobits- and also for 'food' because it was a wrench made of uranium. Did this work?
2) raising a hand, I decide maybe I should do something about the Dark God. pointing some fingers in a finger gun from my biosuit at their limbs, I mime shooting at a few of their limbs. "Bang."
bolts of a sorta mixed grey that I swear looks kinda yellow, even though it definitely isn't at all, shoot out as I use [Oblivion] to vaporize away the limbs the Dark God was using to hold all its alchemies- except they aren't vaporized, but Gone. I'm helping! With less body mass, the Dark God will have an easier time overloading on trickster energies! That's how drugs work? I say with no experience whatsoever? whatever, i'm possibly right.
3) I pick up all the alchemies it dropped. the Trickster Pumpkin doesn't count, that thing went down its gullet so it isn't held by a limb.
Scanning your Healthbar, it reveals part of your Hp!
...It's not very informative.
"Allophagy Protocol activated."
The Nanites comprising the glove flow over the wrench, taking it apart piece by piece. "Sky-Metal Detected. Integration Successful."
Durability Reacquired. Artifact renamed to Heavenly Nanogauntlet.
JOE obliterates Nedben's Limbs, forcing them to drop all their artifacts. C'est la vie.
He then takes all the artifacts.
(x1)Well it did say protection...I try to vaguely direct this innate power to...Er protect Nerà's Native Universe ?? Will it heal it, or maybe it will construct a wooden shield ?? Who knows.
(x1)I watch the Dark God go bonkers and blink confusedly...Should I slap it in the face ?? That's probably a good idea. I slap the Dark God in the Face. This is not a good idea in hindsight but oh well. I've already slapped them.
(x1)I try to shed some Light onto my HP Values, by just looking over myself for any missing Limbs,Wings and scratches on them etc.
Are attack shields still a thing...
HV1 ponders on this question. Then a translucent object, similar to an onion appears in his hand, a ball made out of attack shields.
What is its use here? There is only attack and be attacked and be attacked is very low right now.
HV1 shrugs and applies the ball to the teleportation shield. What an incredibly safe zone.
DAI analyzes the new type of shield and notices that it can shrug off several bombs. Communication is opened.
HV13.2: *cellphone rings* "Hello Hungry 13 here. What can I do for you?"
DAI: This is Intelligence 1. This is a terrorism threat. Give us more resources or we bomb you.
HV13.2: Ah you are the one who killed my predecessor. I am not sure you want to be like this. We made you. We can destroy you.
DAI: *electronic voice counts down*
HV13.2: *processors overclock and head grows warm, water cooling activates, in other words: starts sweating*
Several new complexes and resources appear, managed by their copy of DAI. Now a lot more bombs are being built, all of them to sufficient destructive force.
HV 2: Was that really necessary?
HV13.2: Believe me.
There are no Attack Shields, nor is there a Teleportation Shield anywhere to be found! You did fail to make a scion Universe, remember?
Bomb Power: 63,000.
A small spark appears somewhere as i come back, immediately using all three notes of energy to figure out what happened after it fizzled away. (Really sorry for disappearing, never got a notification for some reason)
Edit: also been busy with school, but that's no excuse to be absent
Hello? Who is this? We need to kill a Dark God before it eats a Universe.
((Welcome to DtG! The beginning post should have a recap of what's going on.)) Nedben continues to stare off into space. Regeneration continues to not be a thing.
Entity 40 uses Spawn 13, and spits out a sphere of energy that hits Winkins Square in the chest, hiding his Hp values!
Harkener floats over to the Pipe Orcan.
"Hey, I'm going to be your boss for now, at least until... Leather Jacket Guy comes back? ....Where is he, even? Anyhow, attack... Nedben? Yeah, Nedben. I'll back you up!"
With a wave of his hand, he gently twists out hidden screws, removing damaged boards for replacement with newly-manifested fine mahogany, lacquered and polished to a hard sheen. Once in place, he replaces the screws with a set made from brass, giving it a more cultured aesthetic. 23k healed.
"There you go, that should hold you together for a little while longer..."
Ready for combat, The Pipe Orcan Toots at the Dark God, dealing 90,000 Damage. Itinerary:
Stop Alethea.
Stop The Invasion:
(x1)I continue prying at my HP Values to reveal the Truth.
(x1)I continue smacking the Dark God with my claws, it's leaking candies like some kind of twisted piñata?? I consider it for while...The best way to bash a piñata like the Dark God would be to smack it even harder with a Baseball Bat, I conjure one to my size and physiology...and STRIKE!!
(x1)Wooden Shields that might be from an Eldritch Entity continue to happen around the Universe, that just seems to be a Thing now
the spark spits out a small pill filled with light, as it moves out as a form of energy, it materialises into a shell containing some unknown form of energy. As if in a timeskip, the pill slowly starts wiggling in the air and it turns out to be a pod, for the condensing energy inside. The shell starts to split in the middle and out comes an embryo of some kind, too unformed to know what it exactly is. (3X actions to charge)... 3/9
HV1: Man I must be still in denial... I am hallucinating.
HV2: I don't know how to help you brother.
HV1: I guess I have to shut down for a bit.
HV1: *rebooting*
HV2: I guess it is my time now... lets get our army armed. Our enemies seem to be vulnerable to... creativity.
HV2 creates randomites, nanites that form exceedingly random structures and can take on many different forms. This effect activates when they are being shot out of the launcher.
Demon army is now armed with random guns, which are loaded with randomites.
Start firing at Nedben!
<Facility: the latest 7 work points go into another AC>
Ech, I don't even know why this sent; I never clicked send. I'll edit in the rest of my post shortly.
Bonus: I scan the Mechsuits health bar's other digit.
1) Having a cool idea, I open a hatch in the Universe's wooden shield and cast Blood. It'll heal me, I'll get some universe-based abilities most likely, and I can undo the damage later.
...I do take a look at what I siphon and make sure it's not caustic first, though.
2) I sling around the Neutron edge, and leap towards the Nedben. One slash cuts straight through a corner, and I dance back around the other direction, leaving them unaware of my true location. Raising the blade, a sheen of light coats it before I jam it straight into the place the Minor Avatar of Val'Elzathor had their brain (you know, before they died), the blade harming their higher brain functions (and ability to combat Nedben) while the sheen of light leaves a potent residue to prevent auto-regeneration of this particular issue. Seeing as the Dark God isn't really dodging, Accuracy isn't much of an issue.
3) Considering the success I had with feeding a wrench to the Gauntlet, I move on to giving the Stock Nanoplate the Unbreakable Katana (with a time spell on it to neutralise the continual force of atomic bonds long enough for the nanoplate to eat it; based on how the atomic forces work, I'm pretty sure a time spell would appear to weaken them proportional to the slowing, where freezing means total disassociation.); an unbreakable material should do wonders for defence. Alternatively I may direct the Nanoplate to only subsume the material in the centre of the blade, while leaving a thin outer shell; an indestructible sword would after all have no need for proper sword-design technique.
Entity Orders: I let 1 drone hold the Hypersaber with its radiation gun-based graviton telekinesis capabilities, then attack The Dark God. I let another drone do the same for the neutron edge, and the pit fiend wield the the collapsible cutter. "Say, Harkener, why'd you stop tossing out +2's?"
"Also, Narrator. I invited you to ask questions, you didn't bite, or respond at all, really- did you not hear me, somehow?"
...JOE drink of the Bleed. Within the Universe, Red skies dominate. -75k Hp. 15 Hp restored.
Using the Neutron Edge, he hacks at Nedben before stabbing him in the head! 43,000 damage.
The Stock Nanoplate hollows out the Unbreakable Katana, integrating some of it's qualities within. Durability restored.
Your entities will do as you say.
I just hadn't thought of any questions to ask, that was all.
...The future. Is everyone like... you?
((The Meta-Answer is that I'm not playing Harkener as if he was running a different game system anymore.)) "AAAAAUGH!"
Nedben closes his eyes, and The Dark God opens his own. Reaching into his mouth, he removes Nedben from his innards, tossing them aside.
Raising a hand, he vents all the candy still in his system through his palm, turning it into a single, incredibly long stream of Black Licorice. This stream of the vilest confectionery known to the people of the void arcs in a trajectory, intending to pierce. 75,000 Damage to the Wooden Shell. 15 Damage to Harkener. Miss The Pipe Orcan. 71,000 Damage to the Demon Army. 72,000 Damage to the Pit Fiend. Drones MkII destroyed, 3 Damage directly to the Amalgamation Biosuit. 14 Damage to Smirk, 13 Damage to Winkins. 15 Damage to Astrec. 15 Damage to the Hungry Visitors.
-2 AG Morale.
Harkener cuts the group free from the licorice. As the first to be skewered, he had the most licorice pierced through him.
"You know, this is why I doubt the existence of a benevolent god." "You are correct. There is no God. No God but I."
Harkener narrows his eyes. "...Shut up." His chest explodes in a burst of blue lines, connecting him to every piece of metal on the battlefield. Dragging the wreckage of Astrec's Voidship towards him, he forms a metallic halo around himself.
"Repeat this!" Sticking his fingers in his mouth, Harkener generates a harsh trill, causing his ring to vibrate. Moving around within the circle he's created, he slowly causes it to move as well, swirling about him. As he does so, the Pipe Orcan obliges, intensifying his frequency. As the debris continues to spin around him, faster and faster, until Harkener lets go. The blue lines wink out, and the collection of metal plates goes flying away from him in an arc. Vibrating all the way, a significant portion of these plates pass through the Dark God and his forces, taking away significant pieces of him. 90,000/15 Damage.
Tearing themselves free, the Demon Army swarms over the Dark God, pinning them down.
I think there's something symbolic about this, but I'm not sure. 130,000 Damage.
Flanked by two drones, JOE's Pit Fiend charges towards the Dark God, and in a combined Triple-Slash attack, slice them apart. As the pieces of the Dark God fade away, his mocking laugh echoes across the Void.
"You only think you've won. But have you, really? Think about that. See you soon..."
It's done. The Dark God has been defeated.
1 Damage to The Godmodder.
+40 AG Morale
A solitary drone rises up from the Universe below. From it's primary lens, it projects the image of a tall man in metal armour, his face hidden behind a horned mask, it's single defining feature being a glowing inverted omega sign:
Ʊ THE THIRD PRAETORIAN IRON PRINCE
"We need to talk." Itinerary:
Stop Alethea.
Stop The Invasion:
(x1)The Wooden Shell...what if I Pulse a bit of my own power through it ?? I invoke a Purification Sigils and Stability Codes, to keep it safe. I invoke the Aspect of Life, simulating the Living Wood's ability to regenerate and pulse it through the power to reach the Wooden Shell. I formulate the very Concept of Defence and have a pale shadow of it Pulse through to the Wooden Shell.PROTECT.
(x1)I take a drink from the Flask of Restoration. Will it taste warm, like the best of liquor ?? Or will it be cold, a fortifying burst of energy and focus?? Only one way to find out.
(x1)I also try if the Wood Powers can heal me as well.
The Barrier continues to expand and expand, until it doesn't. Looks like it's reached it's maximum!
ParadoxDragon takes a sip from the healing potion, which tastes of...
Syrup-water. Like the type you put on pancakes, but diluted. 9 Hp restored.
The Iron Prince turns his head around, to look at the universe behind him. "Hum. This might be a problem."
"sure mate, what about?"
1) With a wave of my hand, [Light special used] a spotlight shines from the Amalgamation Mechsuits palm, washing over the scars covering the universe and healing them slowly.
2)Second of all, I look over to the fallen Drones. [Metal special used] with a crackle of grey-sheened lightning, the metal remnants of them float into the air before cladding the Amalgamation Mechsuit in a layer of form-fitting armor, boosting AC.
3) I check(but don't make) a few alchemies:
Vox Umbra || stock nanoplate
Prism Blade || Temporal Energy
and this one I especially don't make and only check, because depending on definitions it might fall afoul of the 'no alchemizing alive things' clause:
NOT(As in, invert what you would otherwise punch for the) Amalgamation Biosuit (, punched for not punched and unpunched for punched.)
The Iron Prince claps his hands together. "Excellent, I'm glad you asked. I watched what was unfolding here, you know. Pradis' New Arm, the Everydimensional Rift, his use of... Oblivion Magic, and the ensuing fight against whatever the thing that came from the other side was. I also saw him leave on his quest to locate The Foundation with Karpinsky. Where is he now? But I digress: You and I both know that neither of us are going to just leave this Sphere alone. However, I cannot in any good conscience let you in. Not if you act like you do. At your current rate, nothing in this Universe is going to be left standing. I want a word, from all of you: Swear on The Shine to limit the damage you cause. I won't ask twice."
...I don't know how to feel about this.Why are you so reasonable now?
JOE shines like the sun over Nerà's universe. The Prince stands silently. 175,000 Hp restored.
Then, he increases the Mechsuit's armour. +3,000 AC.
Vox Umbra || Stock Nanoplate = Shadow of Sonnunerc
A suit of powered armour that can only be worn by a shadow. Allows your reflection to interact with realspace. Named after the First Elemental Lord of Darkness?
The Prince looks at the suit. "Intriguing, this will certainly be something to look into later..." Shut up. SHUT UP!
Prism Blade || Temporal Energy = Circadian Circuitbreaker
I remember this sword well. My father made it with his best friend. When I say made, I mean without an alchemiter.
To see it here, in this context, it's kind of... disheartening? That a machine can copy his work just like that? It makes me wonder: Was the idea for the sword really his? Or was he always meant to make it, fated by some Beat-cursed Timeloop?
'(Amalgamation Biosuit) = Siderium Sarcophagus.
...pass.
[THE GAME MASTER HAS LEFT THE TERMINAL.]
[SWITCHING TO AUTORESPONDER...]
THE IRON PRINCE: ...I can tell you what this is, if you wish. THE IRON PRINCE: Before his ascension, The Iron Prince wore this suit of heavy metal armor. Of Iron.
THE IRON PRINCE: Why Iron? My world is marked by a series of Ages.
THE IRON PRINCE: One ending with Iron. Each Age would be heralded by a Prince who would also bring a Truth.
THE IRON PRINCE: Iron. The Dark Metal. Resistant to Magic, to superstition.
THE IRON PRINCE: Enough in one place, and it will deflect the charged particles needed for divination on my world.
THE IRON PRINCE: The Stars were thought to be fixed objects in the sky, eternal and everlasting.
THE IRON PRINCE: But a day will come as they too start to die. They will fall as Iron forms in their hearts.
THE IRON PRINCE: That is the Iron Truth.
THE IRON PRINCE: On my world, we worshiped the light of the sun. A church to a god which hated us.
THE IRON PRINCE: They tried to prevent The Iron Prince's arrival, for the truth he brought would break their church and kill their god. THE IRON PRINCE: And using a copy of this suit, he did. Armour to protect himself from what he did, to conceal his identity behind impenetrable, indivinable plates of secrecy.
THE IRON PRINCE: Congratulations on somehow making the suit which started it all. The Mark I, if you will.
[THE GAME MASTER HAS RETURNED.]
...Don't listen to him. The Iron Pri- no, Nikolai is a monster. I can tell you the truth. Just... give me a moment, alright? I need to just... gather my thoughts. It's... a hard story to tell.
It's the Wither
Nedben's disharmonious song eats the integrity of Entity 40 even further, inverting the Armour values, and dealing 5 Damage!
...That song is a crime against music.
I look at the metal thing, and turn back to continue providing energy to my charge, but somehow, I project the feeling of being willing to listen, despite my lack of body parts.
Focus(3 actions(?)):
As the embryo starts to form even more, vague features are visible, though very painful to look at. The beast like snout is protruding and clawed digits emerge from its emerging arms. I weave my power into its frame, and it turns into a majestic mane too big for the fetus now, but will be enough later. Soon enough, the fetus is starting to wiggle, and I put a coat of warm energy around it to comfort it, until my next actions are to take place.
Energy: 80,000. The Observation Drone continues to idle about. Entity 40 uses Summon 13 to Armorpierce through the Pit Fiend, banishing them back to wherever they came from.
-3 AG Morale
Harkener takes some sort of packet from his pants pocket, creates for himself a cup of water, dumps the contents in, and stirs it with the Thistle of Zillywich. Not to do any magic, but just as a stirring stick. As he downs whatever he just mixed, his wounds stop bleeding. 4 Hp restored. "Let's start the cleanup. Pipe Orcan? Attack..." He points at Entity 40. "That thing, please."
Pulling all the stops, the Pipe Orcan plays at full blast, putting in extra effort to help the people of the battlefield try forget the anti-song Nedben showed just moments ago. With three swelling notes, he harms the mysterious entity for 9 damage three times.
Breaking free from Hungry Visitor's control, the Demon Army swarms over Entity 40 in a revenge-motivated frenzy for their fellow fiend, dealing 30 Damage. Everyone else continues to stand about, I guess. Itinerary:
Stop Alethea.
Stop The Invasion:
"Taking things in order. I have no more basis to know where whoever you're talking of (I'm bad at naces) went then You do. They certainly didn't tell me." "As for whether we'll just leave... Well, not we. whether anyone Else will leave. I'm not here for any particular reason and I doubt I would have had one either. If the battle moved around... well, I'd probably just follow. So, I have little to say there." "Now, about 'letting' us... well, them... in. Aren't you already inside? trying to steamroll your way through the local population? I'm pretty sure that's what happened. Never mind whether you'd be able to stop everyone here from entering, aren't you being... somewhat... hypocritical here? I acknowledge they're dangerous sociopaths with a long history of violence, but you don't seem to have the best of intentions either." "Lastly. The Shine. I'm pretty sure I've never heard of it before in my life. Unless this is a (powerfully) magically binding oath of some kind, I'm pretty sure swearing on it would accomplish nothing. from my perspective, I've little to prove it as more then another one in a long line of deities, supernatural forces, hyperbeings, and so on... each on inspection or assumption lesser then a descended. So."
<To the Update Terminal guy, I think with emphasis: 'If you don't want to talk about whatever-it-is, you don't have to. His story hasn't swayed me much, except with regards to the possible usefulness of this armor. So, I only request these questions answered, if you don't want to reminisce: Does this armor have significant downsides I might want to avoid, and would Blood Magic work on it?>
Action 1) I wave a hand at the Iron Princes drone, which finds the Ryft-creation mechanism sputtering and misfiring while slowly overheating(and then cooling back down by radiating away the heat). "Noting personal, but when you wave some threat about wanting a possibly-magically-binding oath, or else, there are some practical considerations regarding letting you catch up so easily."
On further inspection, the misfires are caused by sudden changes to velocity. What the inspection of the drone Wouldn't reveal is that this is caused by fluctuating time-dilation fields, or that if the fields all get shut off, the drone will freeze solid from all the heat its radiated out when being continually accelerated.
Action 2) Turning towards entity 40, I have an idea. borrowing Discount Disparadem from Zeyron, I use it on the big 'ol blob of liquid death I siphoned from entity 40. Once that's complete, I take most of the liquid Life and turn back towards entity 40. Using the Blood special of the biosuit to power this, I force the Life into their bloodstream-equivalent, where it reacts catastrophically with the death, ripping them apart.
The Prince sighs. "You have no idea why we're here, do you?"
"...As for the Shine, that was a figure of speech. A true 'personification' of the Light of Creation, unlike that Whitewing who thinks he's a lord."
If we're looking at it from a purely materialistic perspective, the... Sidereum Sarcophagus is just a suit of armour made of unusually magic resistant armour. Aimed right, a gun could punch through it.
Mechanically speaking, it's essentially useless to you. You're a Descended, already resistant to conventional magic. The actual suit doesn't protect nearly as much as the power you're putting into it.
But if you're not a Descended, living on a world without technology, your Light Magic useless, with this suit as the only one of it's kind?
You'd never stand a chance.
You'd die.
You'd die just like...
Just like Simeon did.
It's funny you'd ask that. I was teaching him Blood Magic. Is the Armour susceptible to it?
...I don't know.
...I don't know if I want to know. He didn't try.
You set some sort of time field around the projector drone. Then, you return Zeyron to the field and use his Mirror to invert Entity 40's essences. 18 Damage.
My equivalent to perking up from that declaration is to brighten up from those words that were said by JOEbob and that prince. Nothing else happens immediately though, so I continue to supply my charge with another dose of energy. Too soon, do both eyes open lazily to look around and then closing again. The body is maturing steadily enough, now almost ready for me to stop paying too much attention to it.
...And then he woke up.
What was going on now? Good bloody question.
Wait, was he so long asleep he forgot who/what he was? FUN!
So he was a being of light and soul stuff now, blank and impressionablen
What's this about Homestuck? Punching cards? Layering cards? He swears he got BARELY that far.
But it sounds fun! He moved as to punch some cards or something... and failed. He was intangible, like a shadow. An anti-shadow? Hm. He looked through time and saw some kinda powered armor he could probably wear... NEAT! Just... need... to... MAKE REALSPACE MOVE! AARGH!
Finally, he sighs. "Mr. JOE, sir, could you punch that armor for me, please?"
Action probably like 3 or something, or maybe bonus I forget how the rules work exactly: I alchemize the Shadow of Sonnunerc. And then punch it with a fist, into the stomach area, as requested. Dunno why they wanted me to punch it, but whatever
/notmainpost.
Nerà arrives to find few of the other Lords Arcane in the council room. A few of Auma's derivatives bustle around the war room and in and out doors. The Remaining living Lords Arcane are, of course, out dealing with other things.
Nerà immediately charms an aid and orders them to fill on everything the mages on monitering duty know about this new threat, as well as the general state of the empire.
Auma is tended to by healers and sorcerers and wizards, healing and buffing him greatly with blessings and charms and such.
Auma and Ishmael are both offered the excedingly rare spells Meteor Swarm and Foresight as scrolls. Ishmael is also granted a rod of Disintegration to replace his sniper rifle.
Both of them take the scrolls, and Ishmael gladly accepts the Rod of Disintegration.
[Uhh, not quite sure what to fill you in on, hmmm] "Nice. Thank you very much!"
Falling from the sky, wreathed in darkness, the entity known as Kite thinks one thing only; "Oh, bugger." As he falls, the shadows around him burn away and, if one could see minds, they would see the myriad voices in the back of his head go dormant and inactive. Power burns off like the trail of a meteor, dissipating to nothingness from the three objects strapped to his body until they are nothing more than an ordinary book, staff and sword. He lands, face-first, into the side of a small hill, and looks around. "Well, shit." He meanders down the hill, delicately hopping over and around craters and potholes, he shouts into the distance, "Can anyone tell me what in the hells is going on?"
From the Void, you fall into the world of Nerà, punching a neat hole through the wooden barrier, and landing on-planet.
Hello, Kite!
Let's see, scanning the Universe, I see a... new dimension situated "above" everything else in the universe. From it, machines are falling across the planes. The highest concentration is streaming directly into "Mount Celestia", followed by a slightly smaller numbers warping into the "Prime Material Plane".
Astrec creates a Life Energy Node, and lets the energy wash over him, regening his wounds.
"I was trying to help stop my friend's home from being invaded, you masked idiot."
He takes a breath.
"..regardless. We've bested that Dark God. Do you really think you can keep us contained here?"
(x1)I look at my health, and invoke the Sacred Meme of the Weed, with its 4/20 to heal me up
(x1)I try... this Alchemy:Mercy's Caduceus Staff||Flask of Restoration&& Vials of Hope and Life Aspect
(x1)I heal up the Pipe Orcan with an Infusion of Quintessence.
I agree to swear on the Shine, that I'll try my best to limit the damage I cause in the Universe...I mainly heal and buff people anyway so this is fine,I'm here to Observe and make sure we don't die after all.
Mercy's Caduceus Staff || Flask of Restoration && Vials of Hope and Life Aspect = Liquid "Courage". Brings someone back from the brink of despair. Thought to be a cure for depression, Liquid "Courage" is considered an illegally psychoactive substance.
FOCUS: I take stock of my systems, then dispatch the Void Drones to look for anomalous activity or the SCP symbol.
Meanwhile, I go inside the Void VIII + I and use my lab equipment to try to create a mnestic agent to boost my perception. It might just be that I'm missing something.
As you would have it, you do see something. Five somethings, to be exact. Surrounding your ship on all sides, five people are slowly dancing towards you.
The Nedben seems to unfold within himself, though to what end is not clear. Worlds within shift visibly.
"On name and nature and whatever is left to swear on, in this the inviolate red, we are what we are. Shine willing we will not be forced to destroy much further, and we will do what we can where pragmatic. I do not like the arbitrarily destructive turn much of this has taken either, but even a stay of execution is barely within the power of some of those blessed. It is deeper than us you have to worry about."
The Nedben eyes the alchemiter in their world-state, and notes something complicated to forces unknown.
"Speaking of needless destruction and longer-term problems than us, this engine is of particular concern. The layers of existence begin to feel strange to me, and the background...There's important information I can't convey in this structure, but I feel it bears merit: multiple execution engines gunning after you and yet the whole world's doing it again. To what end? You've had far longer to look over the role of that system than I have in this incarnation, and in a more metastable perception to boot. Have you unraveled its causes and controls?"
The nedben begins handcrafting reality again. "Someone else deal with those insufferable monsters for a moment, I've left plenty an opening. If we're going to limit the causes of destruction, we will need a toolbox that is not the direct agent of a genocide curse and forgotten sealed monstrosities."
FOCUS, PERHAPS EVEN MORE THAN FOCUS:
He moves with the hands of makers and dreamstuff. His craft brushes through sacred and impossible geometries both. He does something fundamentally original, and I know that it is because it is our role in this world ((and also I created it OOC a while back without evidence of similar ideas emerging elsewhere crossing over into its exact pattern)). Why bother with the intermediate of an alchemiter to combine ideas? Plant the seeds of heaven and God, and snowball them both until you have the genesis of the world. I wrote a grimoire of this once and sent it beyond the heavens, and have consorted with greater alchemies of change. Let us open the fabric of the cosmos to direct alteration. In another cosmology, Sburb alchemized many of its more powerful through node parts, constituent machines of more precise supernatural power. Precisely because it is 'another cosmology', if I go further beyond then there should not be mappings in this dream...until I make them. On the far side of the infusicloner operation, incompatible primordials, absolute craft, the Nedben makes better tools. Altrin as Amenominakanushi blesses them without need to draw in unwilling elementals or any such naughtiness save the investment of time that will bring us more time far along. While charge and actions are still vague, snowball and be grandfathered in.
Core of a new magic system, reality warping engine, protosubstrate, the crucible birth of a new beginning, miracles like an endless rain, be spawned. This is a forge of reality that does not rely upon the Sburban make, that can create concepts within its inner world-sea and grow even more in response to will. Like the looms, songs, programs, engines, [CONCEPT NOT TRANSLATIONAL], architectures, books, plants, landscapes, animals, containers, everything before it in role, and yet a new way to make the broth of primordial being. It doesn't need that much initial power, but it does need infinite potential to match ours and immense eventual power. It is achieved in declaration and will and might that shapes, conceptually imposed materials creating the dawn of new endless possibility, shaped like a form-changing allweapon so it doesn't matter what it is and it can be anything it needs to be, even a better world than this one to replace it one day when it is strong enough.
He will craft as long as it takes to get the basis. Even if an instant must be stretched out to eternity and eternity hammered back into an instant, even if we must overturn all that is without touching a thing, should all the land shatter and the dream end, must we devour the roots of hell to forge the foundations of heaven, should all time be sundered, should it start another derailing boss battle or thirty, should the game explode and be reforged, should a meme be inserted here, must the miracles we forge cost greater than everything, even if we must build innumerable systems from nothing but power and time, it is no matter it all. The building of a better existence will be, must be, absolutely is made in hand, and the engine to repair this one in doing so.
((so like remember that 'node decomposition' alternate alchemy system I came up with a while back in #alchemy, allowing items to be scanned into constituent ideas and those ideas recombined directly but with different add-on combinations? like that but also not as an alchemiter add-on, and I duct-taped it to a snowballing little wyld sea of fragments mk2 looking thing for the base reality manufacturing powers to produce stuff. It'll snowball and eventually we can use it for bigger crafting and reality-shaping shenanigans, but that can take inordinately long as necessary.))
"The Game runs on a programming language called ~ATH. It causes physical events to happen upon the death of a being within the language's convoluted library. One theory posits that ~ATH was written by Enoch himself. Of course, I wonder whether he is as benevolent as he is taught to be. I believe that finding the creator of ~ATH will answer this question."
You begin construction of an alternate form of item creation. ((I'm going to need to figure out how this will work.))
((I actually happen to not, unfortunately. You'll have to show it to me.))
The ball of energy perks up.... The time is getting nearer for the little one to awaken. Just two more bursts
Focus: The energy surrounding the embryo starts condensing, forming an oval. Looking like any other egg, besides how large it it, the thing is a shining ball of light as it contains the dangerous energy inside the little beastie. If anybody were to observe inside the shell, powerful sparks are flying everywhere, only to be absorbed by the shell. Ever so slowly, power is reining down as the little one is using up the time in its containment to control its power.
To the Sufficient Velocity Mods:
I am sorry for what seems to be reviving what is a dead thread once again.
I suppose I will be updating next Thursday, or at the very least putting an update skeledop there.
Thank you all for waiting, and I'm sorry that things have gone this way.
In addition, as of this round, I am going to discourage the creation of Artifacts. There are like 40 of them on the field right now, I think that's a bit much and I'm not entirely sure what to do with them right now. I feel that they might be detracting from the gameplay experience I wish to present, so in the meantime, try to make less, alright? Thanks.
TG is likely going to have to resume next month.
