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Alchemies & Charges
Scimitar && (Diamond Dust && Essence of Vengeance) = Scimitar of Decapitation (Level 7: 3/8)
Sage's Hand || (Fortune Charm && Rune of Greed) = Hand of Midas (Level 5: 3/6)
Burial Urn && Disrupted Spirits && Entrapment Seal = Shadow Urn (Level 6: 3/7)
Scroll of Crippling && (Diamond Dust && Dragon's Blood Ink) = Greater Scroll of Crippling (Level 5: 3/6)
Welcome to updop town, please check your underpowered characters at the gate.
As a majority of people seem to be in favor of it, charge cap implemented! Everyone gains a new charge slot, but two of the three charge slots are now capped at 50! Existing charges may be grandfathered in, of course. One of the three charge slots remains uncapped.
Ok, this works I guess. Remember, items are made by alchemizing or charging in order to craft them - an alchemy takes (1+level of alchemy) boosts in order to complete, while the rule of thumb for charging an item is that its level will be half of the charge you use. You can have any item you want, hammerspacing items from nowhere at all is a ubiquitous thing in DTG, but items with actual levels boost your damage directly and thus require work to get.
Basic Tome && Old Spellbook && Alchemist's Tome = Magic for Amateurs 3/6
Sabre && Rapier = Laser Rapier 3/6
@Firenen
That's not how it works. You need to say something to attack. Specify what to attack.
Alchemy creation works like either (Bluh) && (Blah) and (Huh) II (Meh). You can combine more than two things to make an alchemy. Get creative!
Only creative attacks of great magnitude can hurt the godmodder.
Alchemies increase your attack potency, increasing you KPS (Kills per Session.) I just made that up.
There are also charges. You can create alchemies past level 25 using this, and there is no limit to how long you can charge.
Charges can either make powerful attacks or entities.
Entities are player/GM controlled. They can attack things.
There's you DtG crash course.
I'm back after some painful GMing of my MC Forums Game!
+1 to Cyanogynist +1 to Faressain & +1 to Pricey
Wilfre 87/100 (+1 from Pricey, Cyan and Mr.Plop)
You Can't See Me 29/50
I shoot a random PG entity with Ultimata Dertoxus.
Pale green cloth && Spare set of teeth = Apprentice Cultist Robes 1/5 "Infused with the teeth of carnivores." (Level 1)
I dash a badass loader with my Level 1 Shield of Cthulhu. Then I start dashing to the east with my Shield, at top speed. I also toss a pocket portal opener on the ground nearby, for reasons to be made clear later
+1 to Redstonetam15, +1 to Nicklamgamer, +1 to teag2
That alchemy can actually be completed in only two posts, if it's level 1! Alchemies are generally weaponry, since they give a damage boost when used in attacks, but nobody's saying they can't be clothes, or eye replacements, or strange piles of garbage. Go nuts!
A GUN Loader takes 6,000 damage!
I will assume that my first post on this thread is not actually one of my two posts, so I will do a second one. If not, I will do my post next session
-=Charges=-
EMP: 2/100
Alpha Ant Machine: 1/6
-=Actions=-
I recall in the past that Hyper Sonnos never returned from his journey, and formulate a plan to bring him back as I continue dashing east. (May I remind the GM the world is infinite? I need to be a little further away for my master plan to begin)
-=Alchemies=-
Pale Green Cloth && Spare Set of Teeth = Apprentice Cultist Robes 2/5 (Level 1)
Mating Call Noise Database && Hyper Sonnos Hair && Snapped Warhorn && Pocket Transdimensional Portal = Hyper Sonnos Summoning Horn 1/3
-=Summons=-
None just yet.
-=Constructions In Progress=-
Handheld Pocket Portal Remote Portal Opener: 1/3
EDIT: +1 to Redstonetam15, +1 to The Flaming Toast and +1 to Sirplop
Oog, sorry. Third post. However, you CAN repost it next turn.
I'll just give one thing quickly, though: The Hyper Sonnos Summoning Horn appears to be unable to be made for some reason, as though the Alchemiter itself is rejecting your alchemy! Goldenrod energy sparks around the Alchemiter for a second. The Godmodder grins. GODMODDER: Not yet.
Badass Triangle Shades-Wearing Cyborg MLG Honey Badger: 66/200
Tetrahellatus: 34/450
Alchemy:
Beam Spam && More Dakka && Missile Spam && Grenade Spam: The Obliterator: (25/25)
Made the Obliterator: A gun that uses nanomachines to be able to shoot rockets that explode into bullets that shoot lasers. Along with bullets that explode into exploding shards. All of which are shot at insane speeds.
I then dig up whatever is STILL left of an old entity's corpse, which seems to be known as "Akron", and I proceed to strap it to an ICBM. Then, I shoot said ICBM at the GUN loaders.
The Obliterator: Basically three of Ultimatum mashed together. Fires an insane stream of miscallaneous ammo that completely obliterates whatever's in front of it. Hence the name.
The Akron-ICBM blows up another two GUN Loaders!
@FirnenYT : Welcome!...I'd just digest things slowly. A note: The charge time of an alchemy is proportional to its level, specificially, it will almost always be 1+ the level of the Alchemy. For that matter, Alchemization levels are dictated by the GM alone-though any other properties of your alchemy to be, within reason, are fair game.
@TMB50 : Congradulations, absorb the entirety of your achievement slowly. You have somehow done enough of an inconvenience to the Chaos Gods that they have jointly put aside their differences, however briefly, to make your life living hell. Crystal has pre-emptively confirmed that, yes, your inability to trick the Chaos Gods is definitely gonna make whatever pops out of there really angry at the AG side moreso than the other two. And whatever it is it'll be on top of a brand new Hostile Boss that I also don't need to care for because he'll obliterate most of you for me and the way Opportunity is set up basically makes him rather non-threatening against it, so...Have fun dealing with those guys!
ARENA CHALLENGES: I'm game for any fight you can pick with me, and have a variety of characters for the job. in general, Roxxanne and Zetta are my 'standard' characters, and with minor variations will otherwise fight with the same alchemies. Fredbear is also available and will have a similar loadout to the other two despite this being logically not very plausible. The REST are varying degrees of unfair, possessing insane powers that give them an edge-they're challenge fights, and henceforth you lose nothing to them if you lose. Any opponent with LCKD above their names means they are currently unavailable for fighting, while a LCKD in the win-loss-draw stats marks them as unavailable for fighting that challenge.
)-( /-\ \/ () ( , alternatively HAVOC, matches are new and special. Depending on the opponent, they're either singular or many-against-one kind of deals, depends on if beating them solo in that state is feasibly possible (or even was when they were normal). In short, these characters are basically the Unleashed variants of characters in BlazBlue, utilizing not only their strongest techniques but basically doing it in a permanent super-form (and also locking off several arena rules regarding soulkill-arena noncanon thank). This means each character brings in a bevy of new powers they DEFINITELY did not have before (or couldn't put on display as much), and in many cases this translates to an unfair matchup; ranging from supreme luck to a 3-turn instant death attack (and in the case of Event enemies these are on top of their standard passives, assuming they're not improved versions), survival is...Unlikely. That being said, because of how stupidly difficult some of these jerks are, well, beating them PAYS OFF. Some are locked due to difficulty, by the way, so you'll need to prove that you're tough enough to fight them.
Yes, there are more challengers. Also, they're not sorted in order of difficulty.
ALCHEMIES:
Simple charge trading up for grabs. I'll +1 anyone who's willing to give me +1 on a consistent trade basis.
OK everyone was wiped. But I have a ton of Reinforcements now and you have to do the other four quests! I'd pick which one to activate carefully; at this point, your choice WILL create more Reinforcements than the cap, allowing me to do some dangerous stuff.
Because I feel a trollish mood settle in (and I'll get 10,000 by the time I can act with this), I hereby summon 30 EXP Loaders with 225,000 of that. Yes, 30. They'll be summoned on the END of the turn, as they weren't summoned to kickstart a quest! With the remaining 45,000 on the HP Cap for summons right now, I'll just summon 3 ION Loaders as that's a reasonably clean equation.
...
Bane questioned how he was found the instant it became obvious Roxxanne knew he was there. Wasn't as magically difficult as he had assumed it was, though Roxxanne wouldn't blame an unfamiliar foe with such.
First, while Bane could be mistaken for a regular wolf, this couldn't be the case in Terraria, as his pelt was black, when literally every wolf she knew of in Terraria had blueish-white fur, kind of like a husky. Second, Terraria wolves lived in an Ice Biome, which was on the fringes of this world and thus too far away from the main fight for him to be here naturally. Third, Terraria wolves had the same AI as a Unicorn, which is to say, they charged. This guy was explicitly hanging back-his AI wouldn't have allowed it, meaning whatever defied such was not of basic Terraria and thus was something to look out for. Fourth, he was armed with those weird claws and teeth that clearly marked him as a beast of battle. Fifth, they radiated Void energies, which Abiit would pick up on. Sixth, the Hyperion Personnel were attacked by DarkSide's Spoil, which was a massive lance of creation, which was also a massively flashy spell that she couldn't miss the use of, giving away his position. Seventh, being a thief and sneak made one very well equipped to deal with other sorts of sneaks, as she would simply ask herself 'what would you do?' And of course, that would be to dive behind obstructions and keep at a certain distance...Which lead into eight, being that, given all the mass chaos and noise, that distance would have to be INCREDIBLY short to properly hear the conversation (chat notwithstanding, but that was more like a public talk-which this wasn't). Being so close, for so long, in an attempt to hide...That was tough stuff right there. Ninth, on the topic of chaos an noise, she had an alchemy (Bass Concres) that would allow her to notice and pick out noises she needed to hear-such as the nearby footsteps of a fellow sneak trying to hide nearby, making her effective range of hearing much larger than Bane's. Tenth, this was discounting her many, many ears, which oddly enough did NOT give her a massive weakness to sound-based offensive because she was just a cheating Archsue. Eleventh and last, despite all of the above semi-logical abilities and observations that gave Bane away, really, above all else it was because she was a cheating Archsue.
Bane tried, certainly. E for effort, most others could have been fooled.
The other half of the conversation was him really wanting to kill Roxxanne/DarkSide/Everyone, chewing out for her racist comment, proving himself as no-one to bother with moral lessons in the first place and rending most of what he said pretty much a moot point, trying to justify his superior's mood swings (hard to say if that's just bad writing but hey) and, last, informing her of a package on Alchemiter hill and departing in a manner provocative of mystery, pixelating himself and floating into an odd portal.
"Note to self: watch out for wolves." Roxxanne said mostly to herself.
A much more legitimate surprise appeared on Alchemiter Hill, wherein she actually FOUND said package. Free swords, three total. They could also do Ax Transformations so it was actually handy to have.
There was a reason why Roxxanne in general didn't LIKE swords. It was, in part, just because everyone was obsessed with swords for some reason (Heroes perfer swords? But most of who she met aren't really straight heroes...). It was also in part because she herself was just not a sword person. Finally, it was in part because, well, if she DID need swords for whatever reason, getting a lot of them in a short time wasn't too tough (irony? no-one knew what that meant.)
Now, superpowerful swords? Waaayy cooler. And they turned into Axes. WAAAAAAAAAAAAY better. Even if they were just utility in the end they'd still be very USEFUL utility. Maybe she'd give 'em to Zetta. No, maybe she'd copy 'em and give 'em to Zetta, so she had 3 of her own. Yeah, that sounds about right. And that was discounting the Orb of Merging. Hoo boy. She could have a field day with that-maybe not merging the swords with other things, but perhaps merging the swords into something she'd use? Oh. Oh yes. The Sphere, THAT sphere...or perhaps the doll?...Nah, that wouldn't have any effect whatsoever Or it would be redundant in some manner. She didn't really know which it would be but it wouldn't be of much point either way. The Sphere it was.
...Then she noticed the Note. Summarized, it was DarkSide's attempt at an apology for his...Issues in the Arena.
...She wasn't entirely sure what to make of it, really. She didn't come into direct contact with DarkSide much at all.
She was trying to think of something to pay back the apparent favor, but no-the odd part was she felt oddly...Neutral. She couldn't quite grasp her emotions on this one-there wasn't really a part of her that wanted DarkSide's head on a pike, there wasn't one that wanted to hug him, there wasn't quite frankly much of anything except moderate confusion.
She sat there for a good while, questioning mostly herself and her lack of response.
...Cue explosions. Like, a lot, grabbing her attention away from the confines of her own skull. Something had hit the field in a nuclear manner...
...
A charred, war-torn, downward-spiraling pit, etched in explosions primarily-the power of massive attacks making a multitude of terrain-obliterating attacks, only to, at some point, be restored to its full by a singular rollback command, at which point the process repeats, ad infinitum. It had just been on one such rollback that Zetta's current situation was defined by.
In short: Explosions in vast quantities even by the standards of this game.
In long: While Roxxanne fished up her package on Alchemiter Hill, Zetta had been keeping a stern eye on the battlefront. Bane had NOT escaped his gaze either, and Zetta was honestly looking forward to the moment the guy succumbed-it would be glorious. Succumbed to WHAT is best left unsaid, though it was something he was prone to doing in the first place so it shouldn't be too mysterious.
Zetta perched himself reasonably high upon the walls of Opportunity-a city which was currently defined by a firefight in its heart while a variety of monstrous fellows plowed through the mook-ish troops, only to provoke MORE troops from out of nowhere in seemingly limitless supply, as if the City was never-ending in scope, or at least as far as its internal workings were concerned. A rollback had JUST started-while the pathetic AG and Neutral entities scrambled to the highest echelons of the world to prevent themselves from being crushed (and as it usually was, nothing of legitimate importance was compacted though mooks by the dozen were obliterated), Alpha had the common sense to bring the Pro-Godmodder troops back up top as the process began, allowing Zetta to see everyone scramble for the top and inevitably be disappointed by the fact that, no, nothing particularly challenging had been killed by that.
It made noticing the VERY sudden wall of bombs at the Aetherian portal a VERY obvious sight as well. And let's be clear: The Aetherian portal was NOT small.
Six kill messages flashed; DarkSide's first, as well as a variety of other people that Zetta honestly believed would never be of any relevance to anything whatsoever. Or minimally. The killer was the exact same; some 'Splodimus fellow. Probably no relation to 'Splosion Man, because 'Splosion Man would NOT need a 'bomb harp' or whatever to blow stuff up.
Then, admist the general rabble of the players...Some idiot, 'Splodimus was. Dear lord. It was clear he was caught off-guard by a respawn (which, coincidentally, put all six JUST out of the range of getting compacted for a conveniently hilarious double kill). Cue attempts to murder DarkSide's 'posse,' which Zetta was reasonably assured was, beyond the group he just obliterated, Bane.
So basically everyone, then, because clearly his next action was to just bomb a bunch of random players! 'McYogoMcNogo's guts painted the town red from 'Splodimus' Bomb Harp;' 'a traffic cone regretted absolutely everything because of 'Splodimus' Bomb Harp.' And so on. Messages lost in the idiotic rabble-rouse, unto which no-one would care for. Great. Just great. However, it appeared he knew nothing of the word 'priority.' Zetta presumed it might just be smart to keep track of him...
...Zetta pulled out a neat little tool of players on-server. It was a list, simple enough; it said where players were by coordinates, what difficulty level, and what faction they were in. Most players were actually factionless (so N/???). AG was the biggest faction thereafter, followed by PZ. H and V, as well as a few other tags, were just made to keep track of particularly noteworthy entities. The stats of this 'Splodimus fellow were still being loaded (off-worlders had issues at first), but he could tell that, of potential concern, he was both [H] (uncontrollable by nature) and a [BOSS], which made him a priority target, as he could divert damage from the Godmodder by stealing the kill. Zetta could feel, however, that this jerk would be either Softcore or more likely Mediumcore (as seemed to be a small standard for this type), making wiping him off the face of the planet impossible.
To be fair, MOST players were either Soft or Medium core-including Zetta, at Softcore. Well, 'softcore,' in his case. There was exactly one Hardcore player...Well, Hardcore 'player:' Alpha. It was an oddity, a sore thumb that stuck out at Zetta the instant he learned of it. Even he wasn't that cocky and he certainly could respawn well in Minecraft, and it appeared that Zetta had defaulted to Mediumcore, so defaulting to Hardcore was obviously out. But it was more than that: Alpha was the Psi Godmodder, a rank above the highest rank of Godmodder (Omega Plus), possessing five incredible artifacts that gave him control over a variety of abilities, including Decay and Death (which meant he could reverse them; healing anything and cheating death/granting life), meaning that his death shouldn't be an issue at all...And like it or not, also one of the Greater gods of the Trope Pantheon and basically every conceivable God-Tier ever, meaning that it would take A LOT to end his life for good. However, for all of his ungodly power, getting his code to force respawns was not one of them, because he doubted he would be so wrapped in battle that he'd not notice-indeed, he would probably have done it the instant he got to Terraria. THAT raised questions, as Zetta COULD manipulate his code to a minor degree, and that included changing up his respawning from Mediumcore to Softcore, so it shouldn't have been hard.
Terraria was one of the bastions of Creativity. Sadly not to Minecraft's par-not like it was a ripoff copy, but Terraria's world was simply not eking out enough Creative energies as compared to Minecraft. Zetta theorized it was just due to being 2D most of the time, compared to Minecraft's 3d, therefore lacking some possibilities that Minecraft has. However, it also didn't hold anything noteworthy despite its status as a minor Creative Bastion. The Agents hadn't saw fit to sow their chaos and discord in any real fashion. And yet, here the Godmodder was, acting to sow discord and madness quite autonomously and without an apparent goal in sight on this Terraria server. Which was puzzling in and of itself, really. This man-Alpha-had (technically) laid siege to the world of Minecraft twice, losing VERY narrowly both times, the second time roping in everyone to a singular ultra server and causing significant multiversal shifts, including the beginnings of the reunion of the Conflict that had viciously overshadowed him throughout the war...But after the split from Omega (who is basically far more the mastermind behind the Minecraft incidents), he had made haste and became the Psi shortly thereafter, robbing Piono of the artifacts required. His next stop was the Trope Pantheon, which after another insane war Zetta briefly took part in, was forced to take knee after the Godmodder had made a significant mess of things and ascended to the rank of a Greater God (just short of an Overdeity), and this was AFTER the Reset button got pressed and the Godmodder got rekt-the idea of repeating things was just too much for all involved. Soon thereafter he laid siege to the worlds of the S-GAMES, and in one swift, powerful move had effectively obliterated them all and gained their power (an event that the Transistor-wielding Neutral probably knew about, but hey, who knows? Exceptions everywhere). Comparatively, a singular Terraria world would be a cakewalk to a man who forced some of the strongest bastions of existence to give him power.
His death here, however, would be the end of him. Maybe not to godmodders in general or even the Omega Plus/Psi, but definitely to Alpha.
Perhaps the Narrative laid a trap for him here-a not-too-important world housing a secret NEXUS of Narrative power forcibly binding his power such that, while still every bit the powerhouse he was, he couldn't think of respawning? Or perhaps Terraria held a dangerous secret that Alpha had hoped to obtain-and this Hardcore issue was an outside party's intervention, a preventative measure against unleashing it? Perhaps both? Both seemed likely. Either way, however, he at the very least knew it wasn't normal: Piono, despite being a (weak) godmodder AND a Minecraftian, traits Alpha shared, was not similarly affected. Though that might just be off-world respawn anchoring, Zetta couldn't really tell. But if that was the case, why hadn't Alpha done that? There's no way he'd be that cocky. Just no time?
Zetta could theorize all day, but the point stood. Alpha had 1 life.
Zetta, of course, was in no position to mock Alpha (barring spectacular stupidity being at fault). Zetta was simply UNABLE to respawn in ANY condition-any previous likeness of it was an illusion while he teleported away. He could not cheat death-one and done. THIS was why he wanted a soul; a minor power boost, yes (and it would be minor in his case, or at least he thought it would be), but also the ability to respawn. After that...boom. Done. It wouldn't be a perfect measure but he would never stop thanking himself for it.
...Zetta shook his head. 'Splodimus. He was an issue, or was going to be in the next few minutes. Best not focus on theories.
Zetta took his head away from his tablet, and saw 'Splodimus living up to his not-at-all subtle name and blowing up some of the (very very few) remaining GUN loaders and the ONE remaining ION loader...Who was shielding. Meaning, his shots, however strong, would reflect right off without harm unless he got into attack range first. Sadly, his idiocy was not rewarded with being shot in his own face with his own shot.
Really, they were just making Opportunity stronger in the long run. Zetta chuckled to himself and left 'Splodimus to his 'work,' which really seemed to have this unfortunate habit to be useless. He didn't even need to flag him-go on. Do it. It only helped. Life was grand.
...Then, Zetta felt it. For most it would just come off as uneasy or tense, but for Zetta, it was worse. A Feeling of anger lingered in the air, directed hatred, something NASTY in the Thoughtways, worse than Bill Cipher; he could feel it. If they wanted something done in a material plane, it got done, no deals needed. Of course, this wasn't to belittle Bill; Bill was obscenely strong and he KNEW IT. This made whatever they were worse...
Zetta briefly took off his hat, something he didn't do all that often, and watched as an idiot was basically smote by a Psionic bolt from a clean sky, which gradually became not-so-clean as the poor sucker briefly went mad, something NASTY being brewed...Zetta could tell whatever was coming in would NOT be friendly.
The Psionics in the air twisted and warped, some sort of Psionically-charged storm, the mark of something NASTY. A sub-effect of whatever was going to happen next, most likely...Hrm, given the allegiances of who was involved...Perhaps they wouldn't mind TOO much if he just tapped into that a bit?
...No. Curiosity would NOT get the better of him right now. Until the Psionically-charged THINGS went away, it was unsafe to fight with Psionics today.
Which, of course, meant Zetta had an alternative standby. Taking the marvelous wall of text he just crafted about the current battlefield situation as of last update, converting it into meat, and feeding it into a Meat grinder. He already had a ton of bones from just being IN the crypt and therefore being there when skeletons died en masse, which would lead to an important point. The Meat grinder, naturally, produced a lot of meat. Zetta slapped this onto the bones, creating, well...Let's call it an artistically-rendered Flesh Golem. by which I mean, this thing, were it alive and not merely propagated by majjyks, would be an epitomine of body horror.
With his work done, Zetta stabs the entire construct of misshapen blobs of flesh that could go for some kind of drider-akin body directly in the torso with Vita Australi, surging life majjyks through it. AT once, the creature, regardless of hsi lack of face, lifted up, 'alive' as could be for a Golem, and very VERY big.
It proceeded to trot over to the AG side-whatever was left of it, anyways, as Richard probably wouldn't leave Transistor alive, but if it is still up the Flehs Golem stares at it predominantly. The Neutrals would have to do if the Transistor wasn't a thing anymore, specifically either Nihilumbra (if this is the 7th hit this turn, ignore it) or the Armored Void Blimp, as Death Metal's doomed to kick it. Whatever his target, the lumbering Flesh Golem really didn't have many options to deal with it apart from flaining its many limbs at whatever happened to be its target before exploding in a mess of, well, flesh and bone. sadly, due to size, this was very effective, causing massive impact trauma by whatever happened to be nailed in the face.
THEN, Zetta pulled out a mean surprise, and took out the Lord Michael's hat. Aiming it's unfathomable depths at his target, Zetta's goal here was pretty simple; obliterate whatever was in front of it. Naturally, a massive laser of gudness proceeded to come forth, golden and brilliant, and wasted no time in frying the already-smashed entity into oblivion.
Zetta sat back-the AGs really were just flailing their bodies about, trying to make something happen when it wasn't.
There is a massive whirling noise as Bill Cipher re-materializes himself. WELL, I WAS AWAY FOR QUITE A WHILE! "A WHILE" BEING RELATIVE OBVIOUSLY, SINCE TIME HAS LITTLE MEANING WHEN YOU ENCOMPASS EVERY SINGLE POINT IN EVERY TIMESTREAM OF EXISTENCE AT ONCE! LITTLE TIP: TIMETABLES WORK WONDERS. NOW, WHAT'S CHANGED SINCE I'VE BEEN GONE... Bill looks around the field. OH, BOY! AN ANTHROPOMORPHIC SWORD IS A BOSS! HOW FUN IS THAT? Bill warps over to Transistor, examining every inch of it with glowing tape measures. YEP... NO DOUBT ABOUT IT! THIS SWORD IS PRETTY MIGHTY. BUT DO YOU KNOW WHAT'S MIGHTIER THAN THE SWORD? Bill flips upside down, his hat falling off. Bill's right arm criss-crosses around the field in an incredibly convoluted manner, ultimately grabbing the hat and shoving it in Transistor's "face". THE PEN!
A multitude of things fall out of Bill's hat, none of which are pens. These things include a scale model of the Great Pyramid of Giza, a large sack filled with coal and charcoal, some horrifically realistic statues of people frozen in agony, three books, a pine tree that's as tall as the distance from the Earth to the Moon, a decomposing rabbit, a grand piano, and the entire asteroid belt. Bill sighs angrily in frustation. COME ON, YOU STUPID HAT! YOU'VE GOT AN ENTIRE POCKET DIMENSION INSIDE OF YOU AND YOU CAN'T GIVE ME THE ONE THING I ACTUALLY NEED? Bill punches his hat. A pen, weathered by age and time, falls out. HAHA! PERFECT! YOU ALL MIGHT WANT TO STAND BACK UNLESS YOU FEEL LIKE BEING SPRAYED BY A MASSIVE TORRENT OF INK AND NIGHTMARES. IF YOU'RE INTO THAT SORT OF THING, THEN STEP RIGHT UP! I'M NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY DAMAGE CAUSED TO YOUR PERSON, EVEN IF SAID DAMAGE RESULTS IN THE AMPUTATION OF ONE OR MORE OF YOUR LIMBS.
Bill uncaps the pen. Nigh-instantly, two streams of ink fly out of its tip, spewing across the field and aiming themselves directly at Transistor. Transistor's entire frame is covered in a foul-smelling black liquid that causes it to fall on the floor and seize up, its electronics gradually frying. The ink then pulls itself together into the shape of two colossal arms that pick up Transistor. OH, THIS IS MY FAVORITE PART! IF YOU WATCH CLOSELY, YOU CAN ACTUALLY SEE TRANSISTOR'S SOUL BREAK IN HALF! EVEN BETTER, YOU CAN PINPOINT THE EXACT MOMENT WHERE IT HAPPENS! PAY ATTENTION, CLASS. A third stream of ink spews out of the pen, this one creating a massive vortex of ink. The arms let go of Transistor, dropping him into the swirling vortex, which promptly disappears from existence - along with Transistor.
Massive squelching and crunching noises fill the air, even though there is no discernible source the sounds could be coming from. Bill watches with apparent frustration. DID THEY ACTUALLY HAVE TO CENSOR IT? THIS IS THE TYPE OF STUFF THAT'S QUALIFIED AS ENTERTAINMENT WHERE I COME FROM! WHATEVER, LET ME TELL YOU ALL WHAT'S GOING ON IN LOVING DETAIL. YOU SEE, WHEN A PEN AND A SWORD LOVE EACH OTHER VERY MUCH - OR ARE FORCED INTO AN UNPLEASANT CIRCUMSTANCE FROM WHICH THERE IS ONLY ONE POSSIBLE ESCAPE - Bill then proceeded to explain in loving detail what was going on in the censored orgy that no one could see. It wasn't pretty, but all of you had to hear it and you all silently resolve to scrub your brains with a toothbrush after having heard it, because you're pretty sure just hearing it made you die a little.
After ten or so minutes of the constant noises and Bill's droning rant about what those noises mean, Transistor flies out of a hole in the sky, badly damaged. The blade is covered in black liquid, its form is bent and broken, and electricity and sparks surround it. Bill flies over Transistor, his body temporarily flashing black. Transistor is sculpted into the shape of a pretzel, then buried five thousand meters below the surface of the earth. Bill cracks his knuckles. THAT SHOULD DO IT! NOW THAT SWORD WILL HAVE TO LIVE WITH WHAT JUST HAPPENED FOR WHAT IT PERCEIVES TO BE ALL OF ETERNITY! OH, AND DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT WASHING YOUR BRAINS. I'LL KNOW. AND I'LL BE READY. Bill fades away into nothingness once again.
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He then reappears in front of the Alchemiter. AH, THE ALCHEMITER! AN EONS-OLD PIECE OF TECHNOLOGY MADE FOR A GAME THAT BIRTHS UNIVERSES, YET IT STILL HOLDS UP TO THIS DAY! TIME TO USE IT MYSELF, HUH? LET'S SEE, I HAVE FIVE FREE USES OF ITS ELEMENTAL INFUSION FEATURE... PERFECT! I'VE ALWAYS BEEN ONE FOR FIRE, SO I'LL JUST ARRANGE ALL THIS TOGETHER, AND...
Providence's Topper ++ Fire = Prometheus' Topper
Providence's Cane ++ Fire = Prometheus' Cane
Quills of Echidna ++ Fire = Daggers of Hephaestus
The Hazel Wand ++ Fire = The Infernal Inkblot
Cipher's Call ++ Fire = Cipher's Catastrophe
Bill gazes at the gleaming instruments of hellfire floating before him. BEAUTIFUL. THEY'RE EVERYTHING I COULD HAVE EVER IMAGINED.
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Project Verify ========================================== 9/42 (I don't need no friends, I don't need no phone.) +5 from Golden, +3 from Coravint Project Statue ============================================================================= 10/77 (The first key piece.) +6 from Golden, +3 from Coravint
40,000 damage to the Transistor, which is blocked by the Inverse Attendant!
Prometheus' Topper: A white top hat, specked with grey ash, that flickers with blue fire. It has power equal to or even slightly greater than Levis Ignis, due to not actually having even the slightest semblance of being a weapon and thus having more power sparable for summoning up massive conflagrations of flame. The hat has one notable trait; all the fire it summons or controls becomes the distinctive colors of Bill Cipher's former Indigo Flame.
Prometheus' Cane: A white cane, blackened by an inferno some time in its past. It occasionally sparks with blue flame, which inevitably spreads to consume the entire cane while leaving the wielder untouched. These intermittent blazes always serve to rearrange the patterns of ash on the cane's surface. Holds godlike power over fire, and fire touched by its powers becomes the distinctive blue of Indigo Flame.
Daggers of Hephaestus: The addition of flame powers to the Quills of Echidna have radically transformed them. They are now more blade-shaped than quill-shaped, blackened by flame at the tip, and each edge of these newly-shaped twin daggers bears the same preternatural sharpness as the tips of the original Quills of Echidna. The edges of each blade burn with a bright white flame, which can be coaxed from the blades by a skilled wielder of fire and sent to burn anything the wielder wishes.
The Infernal Inkblot: The Hazel Wand still wields its signature eldritch abilities, but its overall powerset has shifted significantly toward fire. At the most basic level, a wielder of this blackened wand can control eldritch fire and thus call forth ebon flame to obliterate their enemies. At greater skill levels, the wielder unlocks commensurately greater abilities, gaining the ability to summon ink that is more like napalm or Greek fire in its ability to ignite anything it touches, burning in a stygian blaze that clearly proclaims the weapon's dark provenance. At the greatest levels, the masterful holder may ignite their opponents' very souls, burning away a significant portion of their essence as a sacrifice to some dark denizen of the Inky Abyss. Unfortunately, the eldritch power inherent in the wand's object of origin means that the wand's pure control over fire is diminished somewhat - however, even the least perceptive of prospective wielders will see that this is a sacrifice well worth making.
Cipher's Catastrophe: This blue two-dimensional triangle of crystal burns with a constant, low-grade heatless blue flame, as its inherent flame powers are revealed. The combination of Cipher's Call, an item already strongly aspected toward fire, and the Elemental Infuser has made for a potent combination. This item, as the original Cipher's Call, may be marked into a wielder's body as a tattoo. In this form, the tattoo burns with a constant blue flame that does not harm its wielder, and which may be extinguished at its bearer's command for short periods of time. The mental and scrying power of Cipher's Call have been sacrificed into a metaphorical purifying fire, leaving this weapon able to control punishing amounts of flame that always carries its signature indigo color. Sadly, these flames carry nothing in common with the original item's Indigo Flame apart from color.
...Wait, Fseftr's gone. So... I guess it falls to me to pick up the pieces.
Diamond Double Bladed Lightsaber && Obsidanite Sword && Purity Sword && Magic Cueball = Oblivion's Guardian (Level 40)
INVENTORY (And details on... a ladder.)
Ion Cannon [IIII]
Fenrir/MPGBC [IIIII]
Broken Anachronism [IIII]
Archangel's Blade [III] ...sigh. Wonder what it would take to get what I want... It's certainly going to be an issue. I don't quite think Zetta or Roxxanne would have a reason to hand me those items... especially since Roxxanne's not a sword person and Zetta has no reason to let me get... that sword. Wait, I could at least ask them for Fseftr/Ms.Soup's swords, couldn't I... Hm.
@Nicklamgamer You don't choose the level for alchemies (you just write the recipe and maybe the name of the result alchemy if you feel brave; the GM chooses the level). The alchemies charges a level+1 (so a Level 2 alchemy has a 3-post charge; a level 9 alchemy has a 10-post charge and vice-versa). Alchemies require you to combine things to create new things (it can really be anything)! So get creative! Combine anything your heart desires, rather than being limited to the realms of Terraria weapons! The more original and creative, the better!
'/null' is only for posts that aren't meant to be regarded. So for nullposts, you don't increase alchemy charges. These posts are purely for discussion/response, so do not add these to posts you want the GM (crystalcat) to count. So yeah.
Please read, it will only help!
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@FirnenYT While I don't think it should be capped for all charges, you are right about some charge-lengths being insane. I myself am guilty of this, so I'll probably reduce Hot Al to something more reasonable, like 30.
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@nobodyinparticularbutmaybe @crystalcat and @GoldenReady I was considering make one big DTG manual, split into specific sections for relevant info. That way people can just be referred to the section that applies to them. So if someone is having trouble understanding how charges work, there'll be an easy-to-read section that identifies the basics. People wouldn't need to read the entire thing, just the things that they might be a bit rusty on. Possibly not worth it, since 2 out of 3 people ignore my advice entirely.
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|| Charges ||
Bard. 12/70 (+1 compensation) Bwaaaaaah~!
Consecration
9/15 (+1 compensation, +1 FirnenYT) Equality for all!
~Hot Al 0/30 Confirmed to be the owner of Hand of the Archlich.
+1 to DarkSide, GoldenReady and Sirplop as per usual.
|| Alchemy || Thunderstruck Staff || ? (Yes, a question mark) && Zeus's Thunderbolt = Wat(t) - (Level 15 - 16/16) (+1 goldenready)
Skaian Flag || Molten Core of the Earth && Blessed Stones && Crystals Pouch (10) = Herald of the Earth (Level 20 - 17/21)
Saltstained Cutlass (15) [+-] Enchant Scroll: Water [P] + Glowing Aquamarine [P] + Sapphire Ring [T/T] + Water Elemental Summoning Shard [P] + Brand of the Tsunami [P] + Clearwater Flask [T/T] + Aura of Creation [P] + Aura of Twilight [P] + Moonstone Dust [T/T] + Lunar Pearl [T/T] = Beneath the Sea and Stars (Level 22 - 1/23)
||Orders and Actions ||
Nihilumbra stares onwards, not really in the mood for fighting. It recieves an ICE BARRIER AND 60% DAMAGE RESISTANCE.
Without warning, it suddenly find itself attacked by Az. Why would she do that? LA: This is for your own good.
And it turns out that it actually was, in the end. Huh. This was for one insanely obvious reason, which was the fact that Yellow is better than Orange. Heck, even Green would suffice.
Lis Lucem (10) was pulled out of Nihilumbra, dealing whatever damage and changing it's colour to Yellow. She suddenly realised her mistake.
LA: Wait. LA: gorilla. LA: Why didn't I just use the dagger's stupid Light powers to change the colour of it's aura? GJ: <=O=< I have to say that WAS pretty stupid. LA: Hey I know that! LA: I was just trying to Help()... GJ: <=O=< So was BD. LA: How was that Help()ing? LA: Do you call Kill()ing our allies... our FRIENDS Help()ing? LA: Urgh, why are we even arguing about this now. GJ: <=O=< Heh. LA: Oh man. LA: Your laugh has become so creepy and hollow. LA: Not the laugh I remember growing up with.
It suddenly occurs to you that Az is not human. Maybe it was the way her eyes were occassionally on fire, but she clearly wasn't from Universe A or B; at least the way your or I know it. LA: Sometimes I wish I could go back. LA: Before our Knight had died, before our Thief died. GJ: <=O=< You got that staff don't you? GJ: <=O=< Bring me back to life, right now. GJ: <=O=< I'm waiting. LA: I'm sure it doesn't work that way. LA: ... LA: You were the second most unstable person in our party. GJ: <=O=< BD was worse. LA: Hence second most. LA: The only reason you're not dead yet is because of me. LA: I convinced the others to let you play. LA: I found your Trace.
Nihilumbra stares disconcertedly at whatever the City of Opportunity flings out of it's gates, otherwise just heals itself (unless of course it is Green, in which case it attacks itself).
Hmm, a DTG guide would be cool... I say go for it!
Wat(t): A bronze staff topped with a golden question mark that constantly crackles with sparks of lightning. Holds power over both lightning and confusion, and can stun enemies with lightning strikes. Its simplest technique is simply calling down a bolt of lightning that disorients an enemy, but many more can be used by a creative wielder.
Beneath the Sea and Stars (Level 22 - 1/23)
You use Ice Barrier on Nihilumbra, then stab it for some reason. Its color changes to Yellow, and it takes 5,000 damage!
Current Saga: Think Outside the Basement (Post-Terrapause/Post-Crypt)
Concluded Arc: The Source of All Memes (The City of Opportunity) (CONCLUDED.)
Current Arc: The Age of Explosions (Splodimus/HAVOC)
Crack The Sky: /|||\ ACTIVE Jormungandr: <|||||> The Queener: _|||||_ The Infinity Edge: {||||}
---- Chorus Mortis: (||||) ACTIVE
+1 to Redstonetam
+1 to Darkside
+1 to Pricey
Isaac [AG BOSS]: 85/150 (+4 Crystal)
Agent of the Skybreaker [AG]: 5/10 (+4 Crystal)
The Hitchhiker [AG]: 5/42 (+4 Crystal) Chorus Mortis [EOTW]: 40/40 (+4 Crystal, +1 Pricey, +1 Redstone) (FINALLY.)
((Cell Phone || Magic Mirror = Technological Mirror) && (Portable Enchantment Table && Dimensional Scissors || Sennheiser speakers = Warpset) = Warpspeaker Mirror) && (The 9-Volt (BoI pet) && Liquid Game Grumps = Game Grumps Absorber Battery) && ((Echo Flower Petals && Essence of JonTron = ECHo Flower Petals) || Advanced Technological Mirror software = ECH-OS) && Potent Smoke Majjyks = Echo Mirror (Level 25) (11/26) This is it. The item that will finally release that saccharine side of me. This also has intense illusion majjyks paired with just-as-intense smoke majjyks.
((Chlorophyte Warhammer && Chlorophyte Jackhammer && Shroomite Ingot && Every Pyro melee weapon = Chlorophyte Automatic Warhammer) && ((Horseless Headless Horsemann's Headtaker && Pwnhammer = Horseman's Breaker) && (Haunted Scrap Metal && Disempowerment Ritual && Essence of Memes = Illuminated Scrap Metal) = John Cena's Junk Crusher (Level 15) (11/16)
AND HIS NAME IS JOHN CENA! Yeah, I've wanted to do this for a looooooong time.
(Ankh Shield && Paladin's Shield && Shield of Cthulhu || Infinite Bag of Algiz Runes && Gnawed Leaf && The Polaroid && (Holy Mantle && Denito Surrexit = Eternal Holy Mantle) && The Wafer && Cancer && The Soul && Book of Shadows = Shield of Infinity) && (The Vile Shield || Thorns 127 Enchantment Book && Thorns Potion && Turtle Armor && Infinite Bag of Halved Black Hearts && The Negative && The Necronomicon = Shield of Retaliation) && (Glitchplate Shield || Missingno && D4 && D6 && D7 && D8 && D10 && D12 && D20 && D100 && Dead Sea Scrolls && Undefined && Blank Rune && Experimental Treatment = Shield of Mystery) && (Living Wood Shield || Yum Heart && The Body && Breakfast && Infinite Bag of Eternal Hearts && Ankh && Broken Ankh && Lazarus' Rags && Judas' Shadow && 9 Lives && 1up = Shield of Life) && (Lamborghini Shield || The Mind && Book of Secrets && Blue Map && The Compass && Treasure Map && Essence of Tai Lopez && Infinite Bag of Ansuz Runes && (The World && Blank Card = Curse of The World) = Shield of Knowledge) = Shield of the Terrarian (Level 25) (3/26)
THE ultimate Binding of Isaac-based Shield. Crystal, please give a description.
Shoulderpads ++ Determination = Pauldrons of the Barrage (Level 10) (3/11)
"These pauldrons give the wearer an immense amount of determination (and DETERMINATION). As can be expected, this allows them to cheat death with enough determination, draw power from their determination to increase attack or defense, and basically become a juggernaut that simply WILL. NOT. QUIT. (They also shield momster wearers from the body-melting effects of that much sheer determination.)"
~~Spirit Reviser~~
None so far.
~~Regular Alchemies~~
(Perfect Glitchplate Katana && Perfect Draconium Katana && Perfect Grimdark Katana) || Paintbrush && Infinite Ink Jar = Liquid Death (Level ?) (0/?)
This katana though ordinary at first glance actually has a made out of a strange silver grey liquid. The liquid is slick, similar to oil, and it hardens instantly when detached from the katana, though it takes time to create more after use. There is a paintbrush brush attached to the nonliquid end of the katana. You can pick up the brush and write for a short while.
To use in battle the user can either quickly raise and lower the brush in a fast arc, creating a scythe-like form, changing the user's current strife specibi to scythekind, or just use it like a regular katana. It is very sharp and can be used to slash though opponents with ease, though it will break after use. You can also flick the LIQUID DEATH to shoot small bullets at opponents.
~~Elemental Infuser~~
None so far.
--Assault Team (DEAD)
Yeah, at least the Assault Team got their ultimate abilities out.
--Transistor (SUMMONED!)
It's somewhere in the discussion thread. Oh yeah, here.
The Transistor Spark()s the Heralds and Splodimus.
Mardek notices a light on top of Alchemiter Hill. IT IS FINISHED.
CHARGED ALCHEMY:Musica Dominator && Muramau5 && Skybreaker && Epic Sax && My Innermost Apocalypse && 40-post charge = Chorus Mortis (1/1) (It is done.)
Chorus Mortis is one of the swords that compose the Edge of the World. It holds immense power over creation and trade. The materials not listed in the recipe above and are included in the 40-post charge are three Steam Sales, which are modified in a way that the user actually GAINS money from buying from the Shop, Head of the Keeper, which allows the user to gain money on hit, a custom Greed Gaper staff, which summons Greed Gapers to fight for you, and other BoI-related stuff.
Okay, now the transformation. This transforms you into an upgraded version of the Keeper, which regains health (which is now more than two coin hearts) by picking up money, and can fire money-related attacks, like exploding coins and lasers made out of dollar bills. This only lasts for the turn it is activated in and recharges for 4 turns.
Leafy recieves the weapon on top of Alchemiter Hill and activates the transformation, turning into the Keeper. He then fires a small loan of a million dollars condensed into a block-sized energy ball, heading towards the Herald. Damage goes to every Herald, spilling over to the EOTB if they weren't enough to tank it.
He then walks up to Mardek.
"Thank you for the new sword. But it's not reptilian enough. I'm still going to keep it as it is. Grab 1 million subs, grab Keemstar, grab your small loan, grab Brooklyn, because dis gon be gud."
---- ABILITY MODIFICATION:Lightform (Divine Godblade) -> Crack the Sky (Regrowth)
The ability requires five stacks to be applied to entities, much like Rebalance. Those stacks deal average damage to the entities they are applied to, increasing with each stack applied to a single enemy. Recharge of 3 turns.
Mardek unsheathes his new weapon, Regrowth, and then applies stacks of Crack the Sky to the Herald of Tzeentch, then stops, only to make a single sentence.
"This is going to hurt you more than it is going to hurt me."
A laser of pure condensed holy wrath smashes into the target. He then unsheathes THIS IS INCREDIBLY ZILLY in Cutlass Form, then smashes another pillar of candy down onto the target.
He then walks away from the recently quickscoped Herald, then activates the quest Home Movies.
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My inventory and project can be found here!
Charging:
RandomCharge (30/50) (+1 from Crystal's entity charge advancement)
KSP.exe (7/20) (+4 FirnenYT, +1 from Crystal's entity charge advancement )
+1 to Cyagonist, +1 to FirnenYT, +1 to Pricey
This computer is not really a combat entity- it's really just a platform I use for summoning stuff.
It has no basic attacks or anything and is only useful when it has programs running.
Current Active Programs:
Windows 7: 100/100 HP Regains 2 HP at the end of every turn. (Can only be attacked when no other programs are active. If it is destroyed, the computer stops functioning and requires a 5 turn charge to re-activate. This charge increases by 5 turns every time it is destroyed. When attacked, it takes the attack damage divided by 1000 damage..)
ObligatoryShield.exe 10/10 (Program terminates when any other program starts.) (so the computer doesn't get destroyed before I can do anything with it. While active, negates attacks that would deal under 3000 damage, and loses 1 HP for each attack that deals more than it.)
Also, I do like the 3rd charge idea. It would make the game a lot more interesting.
Hoo ba doo back doo.
Charging:
Charge (31/50)
KSP.exe (8/20)
+1 to Cyagonist, +1 to FirnenYT, +1 to Pricey
This computer is not really a combat entity- it's really just a platform I use for summoning stuff.
It has no basic attacks or anything and is only useful when it has programs running.
Current Active Programs:
Windows 7: 100/100 HP Regains 2 HP at the end of every turn. (Can only be attacked when no other programs are active. If it is destroyed, the computer stops functioning and requires a 5 turn charge to re-activate. This charge increases by 5 turns every time it is destroyed. When attacked, it takes the attack damage divided by 1000 damage..)
ObligatoryShield.exe 10/10 (Program terminates when any other program starts.) (so the computer doesn't get destroyed before I can do anything with it. While active, negates attacks that would deal under 3000 damage, and loses 1 HP for each attack that deals more than it.)
I will put my inventory and whatever else I feel like putting here.
@FirnenYT@crystalcat : For a guy who just joined, that honestly suits my opinion perfectly and proves a pretty good awareness on the subject. I'm sure you'll fit right in in no time-but more to the point, I wholly agree, going overboard on charging is a big newbie trap. Charge caps in games where they're implemented are in the range of 50 explicitly to prevent that, and even then I wouldn't recommend going for triple digits for your first few charges. Plus, a 3rd charge slot is ALWAYS appreciated-even if the other two are capped for it. I'm all game for capping 2 charges at 50 (possibly 75) while having a 3rd remain uncapped; as it stands, the AG faction is actually getting roflstomped pretty hard because of overcharging, which is sad as they currently have a boss on the field, and by the numbers Opportunity shouldn't be doing as well as it is.
AS for an informer on DTG, Firnen, my suggestion is digest slowly. You don't need overly-complex plots/storylines to have fun with the game. A few strategic pointers: The Godmodder is effectively immune to any charge that isn't so huge it's impractical; Keep assists circulating to people aiding you, or as a default, people on your faction (AG), so you can all get your charges done faster; You have five uses of the Alchemiter that are instant, specifically with the Elemental Infuser, to kickstart alchemization, and using that is VERY simple, as it's merely object ++ element, where the object can be anything physical and not a living creature, and the element can be ANYTHING period. They'll come out as Level 10, which can spring some pretty neat attack ideas if you're out of them. Oh, final advice; one of your charges should always be an entity even if it's a meatwall, as practically that's the most useful thing you could put out as an AG right now. Seriously.
Finally, Firnen: All players are AG by default, so assume that someone is AG unless otherwise stated. As for the regulars right now, I am the only PG player right now (though I am selling off powerful Alchemies for charges so it MIGHT be worth giving me the assists if you don't feel like supporting anyone else); TwinBuilder, Sirplop, DarkSide, Generic and Toast are all N; Cyanogynist, Redstonetam, Pricey and TMB50 are all AGs. Personally I think some Ns should consider rejoining AG to help un-stick the situation righ
@TMB50 : For one, for the most part that's the standard of DTG-indeed, entities usually keep piling up over time as you've described rather than keeping limited to, like, two. It livens the game up, and for the most part as long as you aren't TOO far behind on Entities the Godmodder isn't invincible. Grandfather Clause...Honestly, I personally support any attempt to defy that trope, as you're basically wasting charge. Not joking; beyond a certain number, making more than one charge that huge is literally wasting your charges, as the potential gain from the one superentity is slowly diminished by the possible gain of (Tetrahalis as an example here) NINE. For that matter, it's not that we're dominating-oh, no, I'd describe our current situation as a stalemate that you're slowly losing, which is honestly the most boring situation to be in right now. And you have a BOSS on your side. Granted, that also seems reasonably fair on all sides, but I will say your strategy as it stands doesn't justify getting charge, to me.
@TwinBuilder: Huzzah, you return! Hopefully more permanently! Now, behold, the one thing more scary and disturbing than a eldritch pen of screwing people; losing control over yourself and going on an unconscious rampage while simultaneously coping with the fact you might actually be completely insane! After all, nothing's more scary than the guy you can't predict! Oh, also, Roxxanne unleashes concentrated armageddon in the form of a cat. Fun times!
@[insert generic username] : regarding what you're asking for, I'll happily provide, BUT you need to link me to Fseftr's inventory or something like that so I know what to trade...And what to politely ask in return.
ARENA CHALLENGES: I'm game for any fight you can pick with me, and have a variety of characters for the job. in general, Roxxanne and Zetta are my 'standard' characters, and with minor variations will otherwise fight with the same alchemies. Fredbear is also available and will have a similar loadout to the other two despite this being logically not very plausible. The REST are varying degrees of unfair, possessing insane powers that give them an edge-they're challenge fights, and henceforth you lose nothing to them if you lose. Any opponent with LCKD above their names means they are currently unavailable for fighting, while a LCKD in the win-loss-draw stats marks them as unavailable for fighting that challenge.
)-( /-\ \/ () ( , alternatively HAVOC, matches are new and special. Depending on the opponent, they're either singular or many-against-one kind of deals, depends on if beating them solo in that state is feasibly possible (or even was when they were normal). In short, these characters are basically the Unleashed variants of characters in BlazBlue, utilizing not only their strongest techniques but basically doing it in a permanent super-form (and also locking off several arena rules regarding soulkill-arena noncanon thank). This means each character brings in a bevy of new powers they DEFINITELY did not have before (or couldn't put on display as much), and in many cases this translates to an unfair matchup; ranging from supreme luck to a 3-turn instant death attack (and in the case of Event enemies these are on top of their standard passives, assuming they're not improved versions), survival is...Unlikely. That being said, because of how stupidly difficult some of these jerks are, well, beating them PAYS OFF. Some are locked due to difficulty, by the way, so you'll need to prove that you're tough enough to fight them.
Yes, there are more challengers. Also, they're not sorted in order of difficulty.
ALCHEMIES:
Simple charge trading up for grabs. I'll +1 anyone who's willing to give me +1 on a consistent trade basis.
The twisting turmoil of Psionics in the field only worsened in intensity after the appearance of Bill Cipher yet again. His previous appearance wasn't a one-and-done; no, there was something in this war that would make him stay. This was concerning; Bill's deals with Zetta had worn off and Zetta had VERY little to bargain with him on that much to renew it, doubly since there wasn't as much FUN to be had on the Pro-Godmodder side than on the Neutrals. Zetta agreed, but Zetta had a deal to make and he still had plenty of targets to sate his bloodlust on if that came up. Plus, he'd get his own soul soon enough from the Ancient Soulring.
Life was reasonably good. Bar the Psistorms making Zetta wary of applying his favorite tricks.
...Zetta almost missed the small cloaked figure walking towards the battlefield amidst the general Psistorms and other chaos. Whatever it was, it didn't look terribly pleased.
...
Sometimes, the best way to get to solve some problems with yourself is to sit down and have a chat with, well, yourself, quietly and away from all the action. Which was usually impossible. Roxxanne was more lucky in that regard; living bits of her Psyche given form to mini-hers, which she also loosely referred to as Dolls. She figured that they were fragments of her, in a way...Including not only her emotional state but also her potential, powers of hers that she's yet to fully unlock. She never really asked for the full of their abilities beforehand, of course; she was content to let their miniaturized forms hang across her waistline like a cute belt.
They were a distinctive lot: A golden, metallic Pikachu; a Vulpix in a dress, both it and said dress made up of some sparkly platinum goo; a superheroine baby made of royal blue gel; a plush Buneary with a serious heart motif; a mattress with a pillow for a head; a particuarily colorful Lilligant; a Buizel crossed with both forms of Shaymin and given a Bellossom's leaf-like 'dress;' a cute Sylveon wearing a lolita-style dress with more ribbons/feelers than usual; a golden statue of OR/AS era May; a girl of constantly changing hair, eye and dress color; a generic maid; a mannequin with sixteen arms and legs, and a constantly-changing clothing; a Gardevoir made entirely of fabric; a completely red, faceless magical girl with heart-like 'boots' ending in a sharp point, as well as four arms; a pink-haired girl with a heart-shaped diamond on her head and a tricolored pendant on her neck, also wearing some cute lolita; a Meloetta that appeared to be in both of her formes at the same time; a Celebi made entirely of shadowy particles; a Buneary also made of darkness itself; a Shiny Manaphy with four 'hairs' and more elaborate patterns on the body, as well as a four-pointed star instead of an oval for the 'jewel' on the head; a pale Riolu with Heterochemia (probably misspelled that), one eye red and one eye green; a 'Buizel' who seemed to be made of blueish/purplish crystal and kept shifting in form, usually just keeping to the form of a Buiezel; a purple Latias; a blonde girl in a blue dress; a girl who almost looked like a Zoura; a platinum-goo version of Dora with no face; a Shiny Jirachi; most recently, Dark Godcat; and finally, last mentioned but first amongst them that Roxxanne knew of, and definitely the most intriguing, a platinum statue version of herself. All of them tended to just be tiny enough that they could completely encircle Roxxanne's waistline while hugging her in her full-on Archsue 'forme', and rarely did they do anything without her direct order. They could grow to more appropriate sizes, and though they did things autonomously they had yet to breach one of her direct orders.
She didn't know what to think of any of them either, other than they were cute. Even the disturbingly faceless mannequin.
In any case, she pulled out the one doll in her backpack, the outlier-naturally, a foot-tall replica of the statue of herself, or in other words, an enlarged version of the potentially-around-an-inch tall self-statue hugging her. At this size, details were more obvious; it had no fingers nor toes, leaving its limbs as basically Powerpuff Girl Hands, while its head was disproportionately big to the body, its eyes disproportionately big to the head, and a barely-existent nose.
It hasn't been really much help at all in a direct physical sense, honestly, beyond talking to it for advice and that one time, but that one time was (in retrospect) possible on Roxxanne's own power at the time-more of a revelation of how much she carried over rather than anything new. Nevertheless, Roxxanne just stared back at 'herself' for a second, wanting a private chat. And it definitely was private-she had tucked herself far away from the chaos of the Battlefield.
A second later, the statue sprang to life, moving and talking, ignorant of the chaos in the background. "Ah, Whole! I guess you have woke me up for a chat? :3" She said, in Roxxanne's own voice. 'Whole' was what she called Roxxanne, as they were BOTH Roxxanne, so calling her 'Roxxanne' meant nothing.
"Spot on. So, I got these gifts from DarkSide, and...OK, you know, but do you know why I'm not feeling much of anything? Like, totally neutral? I feel like I should be feeling something...
A fear briefly sized her mind-sociopathy, the last thing she would want to be, the thing she had vehemently denied ever having, a proof of her sanity and therefore a measure of justification in her actions; the thought that-
"Now don't even BEGIN to think that! You're feeling fear now, right? Sociopaths have a hard time feeling-you don't!" Her chibified self said. Roxxanne was certain that it was a representation of her Hope. "I just think there's not too much to really say of it; DarkSide's been a jerk but he's made it up to you, but you're not sure if this is just another change in his mood! Maybe he'll come around to be nicer or do other stuff later, or maybe he'll just be a jerk-no use worrying about that stuff, though! :3"
Roxxanne technically couldn't really deny her own judgement call on this...Which is why its' been mostly useless beyond chats for self-confidence.
"Thanks...I guess that makes sense." Roxxanne said...
"No problem! Anything else you need to talk about? Or something more active? :3" The Doll said.
Roxxanne stopped, briefly. Rebecca's words from before bugged her mind. She wasn't really sure what they were, actually...She was honestly a little scared to find out, too. She felt as if she was doing SOMETHING with them on a very extreme level during her Trickster Mode romp, but before she could, she regained sanity.
"I guess you're kind of scared of what you really are inside? :3" The Doll said, obviously reading her mind because she WAS, in part, her mind.
Roxxanne could only nod in response.
"Well then, it's not gonna be of much use until you dive right in and experience it, methinks! After all, even I know it's kind of scary to realize everything of what you are...Though, you can't really get IT back until you do. Oh, but don't worry, I'll still be here-we all will! :3" The Doll responded. "That being said, as I just said, being scared about it's not gonna get you anywhere...So hows about only a bit of it? Dark Godcat's new-I don't know what she represents, though, but I think it might have to do with, well, the ORIGINAL Dark Godcat! So maybe thinking of her plights would help shed a bit of insight?"
That...that was honestly an idea. She'd have control over herself-she wasn't in Trickster mode or anything like that...She wouldn't even be using any weird powers. Yeah! That would work.
"That's actually a pretty good idea! I guess. I mean, I had to eat the Brain...The memories can't be too far behind." Roxxanne said. "Would only take some Blood Majjyks and some Psionics to get the memories back to get an insight...Maybe I'll get a tell that'll get a bit of shine on the situation?
"My thoughts exactly!" The Doll said.
...Roxxanne was suddenly reminded that, yes, this was technically a part of her thoughts.
"...Does it ever strike you that this might be a form of insanity?" Roxxanne asked.
"Only as much as it strikes you, but I personally think this is a special case! Most people don't have their own thoughts talk back to them! :3" The Doll responded. "In any case, I'll leave you to it! :3"
The Doll flew back into her sack, and resumed her facade of being very much an inert thing.
Roxxanne herself, meanwhile, poked the Dark-Godcat miniature hugging her waist. At once, a blob of black and red formed and slipped right off of the main, rising to meet Roxxanne at face level and forming itself into the fully-sized version of Dark Godcat. Smiling a Cat smile and staring back with glowing red eyes, it hovered there, almost featureless beyond the red. It looked like something a witch would own for a familiar-a witch with taste, mind.
Roxxanne methodically reached out to Dark Godcat's head with an open palm-explicitly her own palm in the many palms inspired by other things, charging up blood majjyks and readying a Psionic intrusion, hoping to gain insight. Like Psychonaucy, only weirder than usual. Time seemed to slow in the intermittent, the reach being slow and painful, Roxxanne interanlly hesitating but moving forward, disregarding the doubt, until she felt skin touching fur-covered skin.
...
They failed.
A world alive and bountiful, set up to simultaneously allow Her children to thrive and give them ample challenge. They squandered it thoughtlessly, letting the things s
She made to be slaves to them become the true power, while they lazily hanged from above. She would have taught them wisdom, strength, grace, and many other virtues, but their sloth as a whole let them become tied to their slaves and thus doomed them.
She had not taken action of this problem even as She knew it was mounting, opting to silently judge until the final task had been completed, the destruction of Akron. Or, 'destruction,' as recreating him for the next cycle was but a snap of the digits. Imagine Her surprise, Her disgrace, Her rage, when She learned that the thing She made as the ultimate test of everything the Cats were intended to be was passed...By the intended slave race. The ones supposed to be lazy and intentionally flawed were better heirs than the things She had intended to honestly be heirs! Her abilities did not include farsight, to be sure, but She had made a system wherein such an idea would be hilarious at best. Her belief was that, at the very least they would try and fail against Akron, but they didn't even TRY. Sending in the Furless ones to do the dirty work was an insult to themselves and Her; and more insulting, the Furless ones, intended to be everything the cats couldn't have been succeeded, showcasing every virtue that Her chosen had saw fit to ignore.
It HAD crossed Her mind that this meant that the 'humans' as they called themselves (you were assured it was a general memetic about similar speech patterns cluttering the thoughtways-you had indeed copied the form of a species you knew to be successful as part of the challenges) were the proper heirs, as they were also Her creations. However, for their prowess they did not rebel against Her chosen, the overlords of their society in every manner, and every rebellion was quashed by their technology. But truly such advanced items alone would never truly express anything, and many had been made by their hands, some self-suppression of sorts. They were recent in comparison to Her chosen, the Cats, and they had it no easier than the Furless ones had. They were not worthy-neither of them were. Her chosen were not flawless, but what kind of mother would expect perfection of Her children? They had failed Her before, and She had made sure they understood the consequence of their failures before; to be set back and to begin amongst the wilderness from whatever civilization they made. And She had done this before, nine times, occasionally tweaking the world's inhabitants should they prove unreasonably challenging, or in general, making sure they would be worthy heirs. But this, this was worthy of a more INTENSE point.
A more blunt queen (or for the uninformed, a female cat possessing Her abilities of birth) would have used rather uncouth language at the sight of it, but Her wrath would not be expressed in such forms. As a mother, She had two jobs-being both a guiding, nourishing paw, and at the same time a crushing, punishing paw, letting forth the former to aid the Cats subtly, giving them the gifts they needed to trump adversity without actually doing it for them-but the latter hand, that was for punishment, to destroy hubris, to counteract wrath, and to take away the gifts of Hers should they find themselves displeasing. And it was this hand that would come down tonight, starting at the capital of the Cat civilization. The Light was given, and wasted; the Dark was here to snuff it out and remind the Cats, sharper than ever, why they would not languish in sloth and lounge around.
She was not, contrary to popular belief, so isolated from the rest of the world. She had walked among them and saw their struggles, triumphs and ultimately their downfall firsthand, and to them even lent a paw on a rare occasion, appearing to be nothing more than the common cat-either white or black in color as the needs provided, but almost always cloaked simply. She had gone unnoticed amongst the population for a long time despite Her distinct, if simple appearance, having never revealed Herself directly nor acting too much at once, and occasionally taking in the few who proved themselves particularly worthy early to be part of her Worthy. Stories were relentless on speaking of it, of course, but very few, if any, were true. As such, until the moment of reckoning-until She reached the point where Her proper destruction could begin-She simply traveled to every spot on Her world. Today, She traveled with a caravan of the poor, taking the darker personae. These cats, the ones She traveled with, were perhaps the exceptions of Her holy wrath thus far; Her gifts did not touch every Cat, and truly it would be unfair to judge those of merit who could not even be said to be able to use the gifts of hers, languishing in the slums. They would still be stripped of many gifts, but would be spared the worst of their wrath. The few animals traveling with them, two pack mules and nothing more, were Psionically informed to scatter to the winds and flee the city as soon as they got close enough and the knots that bid them were untied by Her power-the Cats following would give chase to contain them, sparing their lives.
The city was in sight-from the dusty woodland trail, the comparison was a clash, a tower of crystal and glass spiraling almost to space, so bright that the many stars above were blotted out by the light alone, dimming even the moon with its obnoxious glare, almost all of it advertising some sort of gluttonous item, as if the Cats could not become even MORE lazy than they were! The walls were laid high-the city knew turmoil before, in its earlier days when She had HOPE that the Cats would finally become worthy, now merely kept as an icon of safety and some kind of attraction for the curious to dawdle about at and take photographs. She saw it as little more than decadence given form now. Every pawstep incited within Her a greater, greater rage, but She kept a composure neutral and collected. This was Her task, in the end-She was not here to commit atrocity but to obliterate the atrocity, and leave in every Cat's mind, sharp and powerful, the cost of ignorance, sloth, greed, laziness, pride.
The cats traveling with Her, close to the city borders, found a few poles to tie the mules to, as She simply stared at the city's walls. A Kit, barley two months (roughly equivalent to the age of four or five in human years) walked up to Her slowly, marveling at the atrocity before Her.
"It's so huge and amazing, right?" He said, so unaware, blissful in the haze of Kithood.
"It's huge and amazing, indeed." She said, softly to the kit, rubbing his head softly. Huge and amazing, the endless sin going on within the halls within, practically boundless. It was sad; the worst part was that it was subtle, and not only subtle but encouraged, marveled at, indeed even worshiped, called proper-it even inflicted the mind of this little Kit! Few would admit that they HAD been so egregiously at fault, but the laziness, the uselessness of their actions...Today it ended.
The Kit spoke up again, as the older Cats had finished tying the knots; "I bet it'll be-"and with that, the Cats had jointly looked away to deal with the guards and get within. At once, the knots snapped-Her work, a subtle application-and the mules bolted as per Her orders, determined to get as far away as possible from the sight of reckoning. The cats, as predicted, ran off.
She of course didn't look at him, but She knew the Kit looked back, seeing Her take off Her hood, not understanding who She really was. She, now alone, walked to the Gate. The guards, of course, as per their routine, stopped Her, intending for such things as identification. She would, of course, identify, as Dark Godcat, the Destructor.
"Excuse me, madm, but I'm afraid-"
Time was up.
"You should be." She said.
A flick of Her wrist, a paw stretched eastward-and with that, the reckoning began, as the earth around the city heaved eastward with Her paw. The guards sprayed the glorious red that inspired Her aura to take a similar color. The city was sent flying, the skyscrapers breaking, the lights dying, making a full rotation before righting itself on its foundations, skidding along. At this point, Her role was not to care of the living-for these next few moments, Her goal was to kill and horrify, to be the karma when all other karmas could not reach them.
Her eyes gleamed a powerful red as she saw the city stop, and Her other paw flicked upwards as She began Her slow walk to it. The city was thrown skybound, the earth again rejecting the decadence made incarnate, spinning further. Cats and the Furless ones spilled out by the dozens, doomed to fall down-but not to the earth. Below, the Earth gave way to a pit of Her own machinations, an unfathomably deep cavern of fires, poisons, toxins, darkness-the most inhospitable, torturous place to ever be, if they ever survived it-a trap. Hell, it was called by some-the domain where Akron once rested. It would be their limbs, bodies, broken and tortured, that would eventually reform the thing as the ultimate challenge against all of Her chosen-few remembered it was more than just a threatening-looking monstrosity but the sum total of their ancestors given flesh, bone, and hate.
Finally the city stopped flailiing about in the sky and returned to earth, a plateau ensuring that the whole city did not fall, landing right in front of her. She heard even from hear-worry, screams, panic, death, tears. She had done a great deal with Her two opening attacks, but worse would be dealt today-or at least, more imposing.
"Cats, Furless ones, hear me now! I am Godcat, your great Queen, and for the tenth time in a row you have failed me!"
A step forwards-very far forwards, right into the city itself. Many died, but thanks to the innovations they had made, many survived. Stasis fields and such other nonsense that would ultimately not stop Her. The city's defense, a mix of Robots, Furless ones and actual Cats, were quick to mobilize, at least, aiming the puny miniaturized railguns meant for these. A few faltered, recognizing Her visage and voice, and laid down arms to beg for a mercy they would not get. The rest opened fire immediately. however, Her very form shifted, as a shadow, as if She wasn't even physical at all, an intangible, invincible being. The few shots that did touch Her did not harm Her-the very world, every particulate, bowed to Her will, and even if it did not, they would not win regardless. She was too strong for them-She could quite frankly grow to the size of the solar system and inhale them like dust if She so desired. She had no curiosity about their potential victory-maybe Her curiosity would be piqued by, say, someone seeking Her out on Her own initiative. But this wasn't it.
After a 'game' of shooting Her to no effect, She cut to the chase. Her digits snapped together, an audible click destroying what glass or other brittle thing was nearby, including the many bones of the beings before Her. Unable to stand, they fell to Her, as glass continued to rain down from above, killing them by their own designs. Above, the sky turned blood red, the moon above hiding behind clouds of flesh, and a black liquid staining the city. Surrounding it now, a endless mass of flesh and bone, weaving about, rending anything foolish enough to leave and adding to its mass. None within would find solace from Her punishment, beyond the lucky lot She traveled with, who were probably miles away from it all. The mass beneath began to generate a fog of black, one that would slowly devour the remnants of the city, encircling it, removing it.
A floruish of Her paw to the left-a city block turned into a spherical supernova. A flick of a wrist to the right, and another block dissolved in a torrent of acid. A glimpse at some advertisement-already warped to be crying black blood-now spawned an abomination, a bone-made and horrifically warped titan, whom began slaughtering the rest. A corpse-a sudden pawn, springing to life with more vigor than it ever had before; a step, an earthquake; Her gaze, fear.
"This failure, however, surmounts all other failures before! This failure, you have proven yourselves SO steeped in sin and ignorance that you have dared to belay the slaying of Akron to slaves! And you slaves are no more innocent, for if that beast would die to you, why not your so-acclaimed superiors? Atrocity to let yourselves slip so far!"
Civilians scrambled-the sky itself was now determined to crush what little remained of the above, corralled into the very heart of the city-what survived the journey there would not die. Statues spring to life with intent to kill, slaughtering any who did not run; spells deemed apocalyptic in power by the greatest mages of their civilization roared to life and impeded against every corner of the capital; darkness itself sprang to life, no longer bound by shadow, and consumed those seeking refuge from Her judgement, trailing behind Her, surrounding the city and consuming it totally. She would not falter.
She did, however, briefly stop, and turn-for someone actually managed to hit Her at Her side in Her walk, some desperate-looking Tomcat, not doing it out of rage or any sort of justice but because he felt he had no other option. Godcat looked at Her, and saw within him nothing different than any other-nothing to mark him as more or less horrid than everything else in this city-She gripped him by the neck and threw him into the running crowd, Her claws seeping a mutagen that would give him at least some rebirth as a challenge himself; his form twisted, a grin stretched, his flesh and fur ripped and tore itself to create blades of flesh and bone, and what was once a Cat was now one of Her Challenges for Cats; She could not let that burst of bravery go unrewarded, but She could not let his general decadence leave him unpunished, so to be that was his fate, to be a servant to Her. Naturally, he began to devour his former kin, rushing in with open arms, latching onto any and all with tentacles, and merrily stuffing himself, his gluttony as a beast a reflection of THEIR gluttony as an empire
The rest gathered, finally entrapped-the darkness encircling around the city square. Dark Godcat ceased to walk, opting to float above them, but still approaching until they could understand nothing else but Her. Nature around Her withered and died, and behind Her, Her ultimate herald, the Destructor, created from the death that did not spawn the Challenges or become part of Akron in leaving the city; The golem stared at the lot of them, and all knew that it was the end. No-one would dare touch Her now. She continued approaching, however, until She was all they would look at.
"Your brethren died in scores today, untold numbers, because of a horrid decadence, a bevy of sin, a whole city dedicated to NOTHINGNESS! Such insults I have taken lighter beforehand, but now I see that you lot need a sharper reminder of the failures of sloth, glutton, greed, pride...And you need it now!"
Outcry, nevertheless. Injustice, fear, worry. All things that She would ignore, as they had ignored Her call to be greater.
She looked among the masses and picked out the elderly, those too old to work or walk, those that would not fit in the new society-a touch was administered, and at once they died, turning to ash. There was pain-screaming, agony, her shame and rage stripping them of all calm they may have had, and no others amongst them
As for the rest, she beckoned forth the Destructor. "I have taken away before-I have left your ancestors with nothing more than their bodies and the land! But now, I see you're not even worthy of THAT!" The Destructor's tentacles, ending in a bone-made blade, edged forwards, innumerable in number. "If you will not raise a digit to do your duties as a society, I see no reason for you to have digits at all!" She said, as the Destructor's blades came forward. Her punishment; these cats would forever be lacking in their arms and legs, using only their tail and strength of body to maneuver. She raised her paw up, and the Destructor raised up, ready to begin the harvest-
SMAAAASH!!!
Roxxanne felt like a wall just smashed into her backside. Ow ow ow ow ow!
"Roxxanne!" roared what was undoubtedly Rebecca. Roxxanne realized what happened pretty quickly: She decided to smash her with a Polehammer right against the back. That might as well have been a high-speed wall.
Roxxanne was just rubbing her head after all of that. "Owch! Bluuuh...What was-"
Roxxanne did a MASSIVE double-take.
First off, it looked like the apocalypse decided that, YES, today was the day. She felt a power within her die down-a usage of Akron's Core, she felt, a use of presumably Firestorm fade away from the last-and indeed, the field in front of her, and 3 entities she recognized as the Transistor, the Armored Void Blimp and Nihilumbra, very much on-fire, and all three were looking as terrified as it got, if even alive (and this is after the Transistor was attacked by Bill's Pen, meaning, after it had been deprived of virginity by an eldritch abomination composed entirely of ink, so to speak). The earth around them was basically torn to shreds, with the occasional fleshy/boney bit sticking out, as if some monster came up to devour them. Acid had been sprayed everywhere. The previously close-to-ground level battlefield had been worn to the pits again, but this time even the recklessly suicidal mobs populating this area were all just straight-up dead, barring a few giant red crystals floating around her for some reason. Adding to the corpses surrounding this scene were giant, monstrous THINGS that made the usual demons of this level of Terraria look tame by comparison, grotesque creatures rivaling the Wall of Flesh in terms of sheer body horror. The area was gradually getting brighter, as well, as if some darkness was receding from the area.
She then recalled exactly what she had been doing before-that is to say, very high intensity RP as Dark Godcat blowing up a civilization in an attempt to figure out what her deal was. She concluded that Dark Godcat being eaten was perhaps its own form of Karma, and Roxxanne was happy Mrs. Beech got what was coming to her.
She then looked at herself. Of course, she decided to take Dark Godcat's form directly after all of that, and judging by her bloodied fur, she had been in some action. VERY close action.
The best description of what happened as far as she could pick up? Her high-intensity RP doubled as high-intensity sleepwalking, sleeptalking, and sleepmurdering, taking the entities and imagining them as the very city Dark Godcat laid siege to, casting her judgement, or something. She honestly didn't GET those figures, they sounded so pompous and callous. Then again, Dark Godcat had been acting like they were literally her Kits-err, kids...Obviously Roxxanne was the cause of most of that A-grade obliteration, tapping into Dark Godcat's (and apparently Akron's) insane powers.
Roxxanne felt a nasty chill down her spine-not because of what she did. Oh no. She didn't feel remotely guilty about subjecting them to whatever THAT was, they were enemies, though the thought of accidentally waltzing into Opportunity did cross her mind as a reason to never do this again. They were enemies and were currently running away, and she really didn't care for them. No, that was disturbingly common in these wars. But worse, she had loosely replicated the feat that obliterated a civilization beforehand upon them, and yet, some of them were STILL ALIVE, even reasonably well. If she took the events as a loose recreation of what happened in the present, she flung the earth right up in death flings, set a city block's worth of land on fire in a massive explosion (probably the Firestorm use of Akron's core), took another city block's worth of ground and literally converted it all to death acid, temporarily necro'd up a horde of skeletons and warped some NASTY creatures into existence to further dog them, while darkness enveloped most of the area and ate whatever non-natural structures existed, and all the while it rained some dark substance, the sky seemed determined to crush everything, apocalyptic-level spells tossed around like child's play, and presumably much worse. They somehow managed to stand up to THAT to the point of at least being recognizable as having ONCE being those entities (if not actually still alive).
Beyond that, she also realized exactly how bad this war got, no, how bad her whole WORLD got-what she had taken for granted had how been reinforced. Powers deemed apocalyptic by common folk were being tossed around semi-regularly. She made a particular show of it, but there had been MUCH worse tossed into this war-the duo of Godcats (which apparently were just separate aspects of the same thing?) were hardly the worst, especially since Roxxanne managed to ultimately devour one. And that wasn't even noteworthy-nobody commented on that. You could take it for granted when you haven't really seen what those powers could do to the Mundanes or the Muggles, so to speak; however, knowing she only went SOMEWHAT out of her way to do all of that, if even, and previously what could be called a weaker version of Dark Godcat did that nigh-literally effortlessly...
...Well, put things into perspective, no?
That was horrifying in a whole new way. She was wondering what could ever POSSIBLY win against any of these lunatics without like the cheatiest powers imaginable. Or something. Like, moving at lightspeed. Wait, no-that would mean they'd have to null everyone else's ultra-speed travel as well. OK that would actually be pretty hard to imagine, but the point stood; this was bad. And who was the Godmodder, to lord over everyone so effectively?...Didn't stop anyone from being jerks, I mean. She was still pretty solid on being a Pro-Godmodder right now.
She also kind of freaked out that she somehow managed to devour something that could pull the Intangible Man stunt, among other things, but hey, surprise plus ignorance apparently equals achievement, contrary to Dark Godcats view on that. Irony? She didn't know.
"Roxxanne, what were you doing? Like, what was actually going through your head?" Rebeccca said, approaching sternly, kneeling over her. Being in the form of a tiny cat, she looked thrice as big and imposing as before, and Rebecca barely needed to be taller than her to already look like a titaness. "You were yelling something in some kind of catspeak and blowing everything up-lucky I was here as you probably would have obliterated Aetheria had that allowed to continue!" Rebecca said. "What happened?!"
"Long story!" Roxxanne said, simply unaware on how to start out any of that off. "...I have no idea where to start either." she added, admitting as much.
"<Perhaps next time we should pick a more...Cuddly, friendly one?>" said the Doll, telepathically.
"<No duh, me, no duh...>"
To recap: Transistor, Nihilumbra, and the Armored Void Blimp have been nailed by Akron's Core AND the insane rage of Roxxanne mid Intense RP as a death goddess mode.
Exponential Anarchy: You described this already, really.
...Well, that's one huge wall of text. The sheer power of that thing plus Akron's Core deals 100,000 damage to all three entities (Transistor, Nihilumbra, and Armored Void Blimp) and Burns them for 2 turns each! Nihilumbra shifts to Green, reflecting the damage onto a random entity... The Endless Pathrazer takes it, taking 75,000 damage! The damage to the Transistor is blocked by the Inverse Attendant! The Armored Void Blimp is Broken, and as such takes 150,000 damage!
Current Saga: Think Outside the Basement (Post-Terrapause/Post-Crypt)
Current Arc: The Age of Explosions (Splodimus/HAVOC)
Crack The Sky: /|||\ Jormungandr: <|||||> The Queener: _|||||_ The Infinity Edge: {||||}
---- Chorus Mortis: (||||)
+1 to Redstonetam
+1 to Darkside
+1 to Pricey
Isaac [AG BOSS]: 86/150
Agent of the Skybreaker [AG]: 7/10 (+1 Teag)
The Hitchhiker [AG]: 6/42
((Cell Phone || Magic Mirror = Technological Mirror) && (Portable Enchantment Table && Dimensional Scissors || Sennheiser speakers = Warpset) = Warpspeaker Mirror) && (The 9-Volt (BoI pet) && Liquid Game Grumps = Game Grumps Absorber Battery) && ((Echo Flower Petals && Essence of JonTron = ECHo Flower Petals) || Advanced Technological Mirror software = ECH-OS) && Potent Smoke Majjyks = Echo Mirror (Level 25) (12/26) This is it. The item that will finally release that saccharine side of me. This also has intense illusion majjyks paired with just-as-intense smoke majjyks.
((Chlorophyte Warhammer && Chlorophyte Jackhammer && Shroomite Ingot && Every Pyro melee weapon = Chlorophyte Automatic Warhammer) && ((Horseless Headless Horsemann's Headtaker && Pwnhammer = Horseman's Breaker) && (Haunted Scrap Metal && Disempowerment Ritual && Essence of Memes = Illuminated Scrap Metal) = John Cena's Junk Crusher (Level 15) (12/16)
AND HIS NAME IS JOHN CENA! Yeah, I've wanted to do this for a looooooong time.
(Ankh Shield && Paladin's Shield && Shield of Cthulhu || Infinite Bag of Algiz Runes && Gnawed Leaf && The Polaroid && (Holy Mantle && Denito Surrexit = Eternal Holy Mantle) && The Wafer && Cancer && The Soul && Book of Shadows = Shield of Infinity) && (The Vile Shield || Thorns 127 Enchantment Book && Thorns Potion && Turtle Armor && Infinite Bag of Halved Black Hearts && The Negative && The Necronomicon = Shield of Retaliation) && (Glitchplate Shield || Missingno && D4 && D6 && D7 && D8 && D10 && D12 && D20 && D100 && Dead Sea Scrolls && Undefined && Blank Rune && Experimental Treatment = Shield of Mystery) && (Living Wood Shield || Yum Heart && The Body && Breakfast && Infinite Bag of Eternal Hearts && Ankh && Broken Ankh && Lazarus' Rags && Judas' Shadow && 9 Lives && 1up = Shield of Life) && (Lamborghini Shield || The Mind && Book of Secrets && Blue Map && The Compass && Treasure Map && Essence of Tai Lopez && Infinite Bag of Ansuz Runes && (The World && Blank Card = Curse of The World) = Shield of Knowledge) = Shield of the Terrarian (Level 25) (4/26)
THE ultimate Binding of Isaac-based Shield. Crystal, please give a description.
Shoulderpads ++ Determination = Pauldrons of the Barrage (Level 10) (4/11)
"These pauldrons give the wearer an immense amount of determination (and DETERMINATION). As can be expected, this allows them to cheat death with enough determination, draw power from their determination to increase attack or defense, and basically become a juggernaut that simply WILL. NOT. QUIT. (They also shield momster wearers from the body-melting effects of that much sheer determination.)"
~~Spirit Reviser~~
None so far.
~~Regular Alchemies~~
(Perfect Glitchplate Katana && Perfect Draconium Katana && Perfect Grimdark Katana) || Paintbrush && Infinite Ink Jar = Liquid Death (Level ?) (0/?)
This katana though ordinary at first glance actually has a made out of a strange silver grey liquid. The liquid is slick, similar to oil, and it hardens instantly when detached from the katana, though it takes time to create more after use. There is a paintbrush brush attached to the nonliquid end of the katana. You can pick up the brush and write for a short while.
To use in battle the user can either quickly raise and lower the brush in a fast arc, creating a scythe-like form, changing the user's current strife specibi to scythekind, or just use it like a regular katana. It is very sharp and can be used to slash though opponents with ease, though it will break after use. You can also flick the LIQUID DEATH to shoot small bullets at opponents.
~~Elemental Infuser~~
None so far.
--Assault Team (DEAD)
Yeah, at least the Assault Team got their ultimate abilities out.
--Transistor (SUMMONED!)
It's somewhere in the discussion thread. Oh yeah, here.
Mardek slashes Regrowth at the Inverse Attendant with intent of harm, technically healing it.
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My inventory and project can be found here!
Basic Tome && Old Spellbook && Alchemist's Tome = Magic for Amateurs 4/6
Sabre && Rapier = Laser Rapier 4/6
Top Hat && Monocle && Mustache = Fancy Chap Set 1/???
Today's Headline:
I'm back after some painful GMing of my MC Forums Game!
+1 to Cyanogynist +1 to Faressain & +1 to Fire Cultist Dude
Wilfre 92/100 (+4 total from Fire Cultist and Cyan)
You Can't See Me 30/50
@GoldenReady The Godmodder, well, turned the world 3D. Also, the Godmodder is not Richard.
I use the Uber Wrench (Spoil of War) to build 1 Level 3 Turret and shoot 'Splodimus.
I/We are sending out the TPP Streamer 139/200 +1 from Crystal and Redstone, +2 from Cyan, +5 Teag
Making Painis Cupcake 79/85 +1 from Crystal
Establishing Project Storm II 8/300 (On Delay)
AK-47 && Flare Gun && Empowered Blue Gem && Project Storm Camo Paint II Rocket Launcher = Storm Firey Bullet Blaster 26/26! (This is the first weapon in the Storm line also the Storm line is weaker than the Supernova line) Will be used by my Blue Persona
Description for the Storm Firey Bullet Blaster: This Blaster is consisted of firing napalm-powered explosive bullets while this is made specially for Project Storm (my Imaginary group for almost any forum game I live in (Mostly controlling against the population of [PG] enemies with their weaponry and armory they made)) Has the 20% chance of Burning or 5% chance of Napalming (Stronger version of Burning) the targets with this weapon because it's ammo is made of explosive and napalm powered.
Thunder Crystal && Shadow Gem && MOAR Rune Samples && Light Gem && Damage Buffer && Defense Buffer && PURE MLG ESSENCE && Evasiveness Crystal && Plus Crystal II Undercharged Runepaw's Gauntlet = Fully-charged Runepaw's Gauntlet 22/26 (Level 25+ due to the Plus Crystal, Holds loads of Runes and will create many New Runes) Will be used by my Blue Persona
Dragon Shotgun && Napalm Cannon && Uzi Gun && Plasma Ball && Flamethrower && Android Tablet && Power Gem = BSU Blaster 6/26 (Can Burn Stuff Up with this Badass Flameblaster) Will be used by my Red Persona
Current Saga:Lets Get Dangerous Once Again Part 2: CoR Loves You! Current Arc: Isn't This Such a Utopia?!
Attack/Action: Shared by 3 Personas
Persona's Actions:
Blue tests out the sexy new blaster (Storm Firey Bullet Blaster) at 'Splodimus and he uses the Sword of Git Gud at him (*hitmarker sounds*) because he is a really big mama gorilla.
Red does know what the what he's doing and he goes off watching a stupid film in Opportunity.
Green uses the SDWI Glasses at the EOTB if it's still isnt got gud.
+1 to Redstone, +1 to teag, +1 to Cyan
Support me if you want.
Alchemies:
Inventory: Shared by 3 Personas
Blue's Inventory:
Sword of Git Gud (Known as SoGG) [Level 25] Charge: THE MINI RECKONING IIIIIII (0/7) (You must use the Weapon 7 times to activate this charge)
-=Charges Ţ͡h̶̨e̡͜ ̵Eņ͢͝d̛͢le͜͞҉s͟s̶͏ ͠͏O͘҉͜ne͏ (177/300) +4 from Comp +1 from Toast, +1 from Firnen
Wolf Among Sheep (12/20) +4 from Comp, +2 from Toast
-=Summons
None.
-=Actions
The Inverse Attendant pays veeery close attention to that Akron-feller's core going KABLAM-O-BLAM at the Transistor.
The Pathrazer, seeing the carnage it is creating, continues its rampage through the PG ranks.
The Dust Elemental settles for picking off the stragglers the Pathrazer leaves in its wake.
(I haven't seen my actions be so choc-full of my entities since the days of Master Jon)
I pick up a rock, and spatially juggle it around my fingers with Everfree. It zips off after a few rotations, and smacks one of those Heralds (not the Khorne guy, of course) in the head.
This is what happens when you get lazy with your attacks. Spatial Staves make things so easy.
-=Alchemies Immortal Soul of the Dying Sun && Core Eva && Core Oran && Core Titan == Dawn (Lvl. 30 - 25/31) +4 from Comp
Artificial Guardian Reconstruction (7/8)
-- Artificial Guardian
When the Artificial Guardian dies, it becomes an unaidable 6 charge alchemy to be made into an entity again. Minimum of 2 turns out of the battlefield before reentry. Immune to mind control, cannot be controlled by anyone but me, and permanently N. "I created him for a purpose; He will fight for me alone." ++Equipment Upgrade - Increases health to 95000, multiplies attack by x1.5, and increases the return time to 8.
-- Dust Elemental
Whenever the Dust Elemental attacks, a random entity on the side it is attacking loses its attack this turn. (Godmodder Included.)
-- Inverse Attendant
All damage dealt to Inverse Attendant is instead converted to HP capable of overhealing. All HP gained that is not gained through damage causes Inverse Attendant to take damage instead.
Lifesend: Target entity gains X HP and Inverse Attendant loses X HP, where X can be any number that has been overhealed. Cooldown 3. When summoned, this ability does not need to cooldown. "All was different there - not one thing the same."
-- Endless Pathrazer
Endless Pathrazer attacks three times per turn.
Takes x.75 damage, deals 1.25x damage. "Whether by speech or force, the path will be clear."
Keeping these around in case of resurrection... Heheh...
-- Aetherderon, God of the Worlds Polyp Swarm: Causes polyps to leap off of Aetherderon and attack 3 target entities. If they fail to attack their target, they will find a new one. Great Call: Deals large amounts of damage to target entity. Starstrike: Calls a star down from the sky to annihilate a target entity and anything that happens to be around it. Stare of Immortality: Causes the afflicted entity's next attack to fail. Dead yet Dreaming: Aetherderon will 'kill' himself, and return in 4 rounds at half his max health and free of effects (positive and negative). Spoil of War is not dropped. (Cools while he's alive)
Spoil of War - The Great Horn: Can be used to summon a spectral stampede of... things to attack a specific target, damaging it and anything that happens to be close to it! (IE things that just attacked it up close, related entities, etc.) Cooldown of 5.
-- Szalinthia, Bringer of Light Break Rank -- Deals small amounts of damage to all entities on selected side. All entities damaged this way have less attack damage for the remainder of the turn. Cooldown: 4 Rising Sun -- Deals large amounts of damage to all entities on selected side. All AG entities have more attack damage for the remainder of the turn. Cooldown: 4 Bring to Light -- Creates 5 Demonic Legionnaires. (All begin protecting Szalinthia) Cooldown: 3 Fight for a Cause (Passive) -- Whenever an entity on the AG side dies, Szalinthia and all Demonic Legionnaires gain more attack power.
-- Demonic Legionnaires
At the beginning of every turn, create 3 more Demonic Legionnaires if there are at least 5 remaining.
Do less damage then average
-- Titanic Crusher
Titanic Crusher restores 5000 health at the start of every round unless at full health.
-- Incubation Beast
At the beginning of the EOTB, create a Sludge Crawler for every PG entity type on the field. (AKA group entities still only count as 1 type) -- Oracle of Dust
When Oracle of Dust is attacked, it deals half as much total damage as it took to each entity that attacked it.
Lvl. 25 - Everfree; Staff that spatially manipulates anything I really want. Prevents time from being altered around it.
Lvl. 25 - Blackguard; Elemental attacks do no damage - Is also a quantum shield.
Lvl. 10 - Edge of the Shifting World; Doesn't function like a normal sword, cuts space-time instead of flesh.
Lvl. 05 - Dungeon Rock; Totally epic heavy metal guitar that really does nothing but be awesome!
Lvl. 17 - The Fallen; Plasma pistol given to all AGs and Ns, curtesy of me.
Lvl. 25 - Unlimatum; Ultimatum's big brother.
Lvl. 05 - Whispering Shroud; Totally awesome coat that mimics the ocean! Hard rain and everything!
Lvl. 25 - Eternity's Tremor; Godly spatial hammer of epic epicness.
Lvl. 10 - Genesis; Everfree's younger brother. Much younger. Like, 70+ pages younger.
Lvl. 10 - Terra Firma; Piono's earth hammer.
Lvl. 10 - Warden; a worse Blackguard.
Lvl. 06 - Bag of Holding; Self explanatory.
Lvl. 10 - Darkstone Scryer; "A compass with a needle that almost never ceases to move, made of blackened and warped voidmetal. The map used in its creation has given it the power over knowledge to chart a path through even the most treacherous of places, or even the Void itself, and merely possessing the compass gives the holder both protection against the dangers of the Void and the knowledge of how to travel in it. It can tap into eldritch and void power if the holder has need of self-defense on his wanderings."
Lvl. 15 - Aftershock; A pair of swanky earthen knucklebusters from Toast! Dare ye challenge me to fisticuffs?
Lvl. 14 - Bag of Possibilities; A bag that I can pull something out of! What that something will be every time I reach in, I will never know.
Lvl. 25 - Dust; "A simple-looking, understated, aged weapon, with a chipped blade that seems to constantly shed fine particles of itself."
Lvl. 05 - Dunestrider's Sunback; "A coat that holds the power of decay and water. Constantly sheds a fine dust, and keeps the wearer hydrated at all times."
Lvl. 25 - Unending Swarm; "A compass whose needle constantly spins, crafted of warped, blackened voidmetal and outer land wood. The needle itself seems to be a moving hole into a void darker than the Void itself, a void that is paradoxically full of endless possibility. Upon use, it taps into eldritch power and infinite possibility and summons a vast swarm of things - the only word that can really do justice to its creations. It also has power over the void, travel, and knowledge, carried over from the Darkstone Scryer."
Lvl. 25 - Anternoth; A gauntlet with some really shnifty abilities, like control of all things dark!
Lvl. 25 - Unholy Conglomeration: Pfft.
Other stuff I can't remember because it was 130+ pages ago.
Lvl. 25 - Core Eva; A disk symbolizing the thin line between creation and destruction.
Lvl. 25 - Core Titan; A fine blade (and only a blade), representing the rise of great empires and legions, and the collapse of the world.
Lvl. 25 - Core Oran; A pommel depicting an ongoing battle between invading forces and a defending legion, neither side ever tiring.
Lvl. 1 Soul of Intellect
Lvl. 1 Soul of Flight
Lvl. 1 Soul of Clarity
Lvl. 1 Soul of Light
Lvl. 3 Lucid Soul of the Creator Lvl. 4 Eternal Soul of the Storm
Lvl. 4 Eternal Soul of Instability
Lvl. 4 Eternal Soul of the Angel
Lvl. 4 Eternal Soul of the Lich Lvl. 5 Immortal Soul of Swordsmanship
Lvl. 5 Immortal Soul of the Dying Sun
|| Charges ||
Bard. 13/70 Bwaaaaaah~!
The Bookkeeper 11/20 (+1 Sirplop) Books! Old and new!
~Hot Al 0/30 Confirmed to be the owner of Hand of the Archlich.
+1 to DarkSide, GoldenReady and Sirplop as per usual.
|| Alchemy ||
Skaian Flag || Molten Core of the Earth && Blessed Stones && Crystals Pouch (10) = Herald of the Earth (Level 20 - 18/21)
Saltstained Cutlass (15) [+-] Enchant Scroll: Water [P] + Glowing Aquamarine [P] + Sapphire Ring [T/T] + Water Elemental Summoning Shard [P] + Brand of the Tsunami [P] + Clearwater Flask [T/T] + Aura of Creation [P] + Aura of Twilight [P] + Moonstone Dust [T/T] + Lunar Pearl [T/T] = Beneath the Sea and Stars (Level 22 - 2/23)
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No Subejct Found
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Function Found
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You use the Scythe of Eardrum Death, dealing 150% Integrity damage to the Avatar of Chaos! The Mark of Tzeentch on him activates, dealing 20,000 damage to an entity allied to you! It kills the BadCell, dealing 30,000 unblockable damage to the Transistor and Crashing the Inverse Attendant!
...Wait, Fseftr's gone. So... I guess it falls to me to pick up the pieces.
Diamond Double Bladed Lightsaber && Obsidanite Sword && Purity Sword && Magic Cueball = Oblivion's Guardian (Level 40)
INVENTORY (And details on... a ladder.)
Ion Cannon [IIII]
Fenrir/MPGBC [IIIII]
Broken Anachronism [IIII]
Archangel's Blade [III] So I guess I could at least ask Zetta for some swords. ...I think I'm going to ignore the inventory shuffling for now. Hey, Zetta. I think you have some swords I want. Nothing too powerful, they're all level 10. ...Let's see... A Diamond Double Bladed Lightsaber, an Obsidianite Sword, a Purity Sword, and... a Magic Cueball. You probably don't need those, right? Also... Hm. Archangel's Blade, Fenrir, MPGBC... Let's go for novelty.
I quickly pull out the Archangel's Blade, then stab it into the Herald of Slaanesh's neck. Wosh your SOUL.
Water suddenly spouts from all of the Herald's orifices, thoroughly washing out its innards and flushing out its internal fluids. Crush your will.
The ground rises up, crushing the Herald in its grip before smashing it inwards. Burn in hell.
The earthen vise is set ablaze, melting into lava and turning the Herald into ash. D I S A P P E A R .
The wind picks up, scattering the Herald's ashes to the ends of the earth.
Project Verify ========================================== 11/42 (I don't need no friends, I don't need no phone.) +1 from Redstone, I assume? Project Statue ============================================================================= 11/77 (The first key piece.)
I +3 GoldenReady.
Bill appears, floating in the sky and surveying the madness of the Gods of Chaos. WHOA THERE, CHAOS GODS! I SEE YOU'VE FINALLY DECIDED TO INTERVENE HERE! AND I SEE YOU'RE TAKING FROM MY STYLE - INHABITING HELPLESS MEAT PUPPETS SURE IS FUN, HUH? JUST MAKE SURE THEY DON'T TAKE TOO MUCH DAMAGE. THEY TEND TO BE A BIT SQUISHY. TRUST ME, I KNOW FROM EXPERIENCE. YOU GUYS ARE COOL, AND I'M PROTECTED BY THE NARRATIVE ITSELF, SO YOU'RE NOT A THREAT... BUT WHO TO DEAL WITH NOW? Bill's eye, still fused with The Tumor after all this time, looks around the field, casting a flickering glow of red and blue across every entity. Bill's gaze settles back to the Hostile's corner of the field.'SPLODIMUS IS YOUR NAME, HUH? I ALREADY ATTACKED THE "HEROES" OF THIS STORY, SO I THINK IT'S TIME TO EVEN THE ODDS - WITH SOME MATH!
'Splodimus is suddenly locked in a seat, but it has one of those really small desks chairs in lecture halls have and it's really close to his body, constricting 'Splodimus so he can't move. Already annoyed that he's slowly being put through torture, 'Splodimus makes an attempt to blow up the chair. For a split second, his entire being is scattered to various points in time and space during the destruction of all of reality, an event that will happen sooner rather than later, before being reconstituted back in his seat. Thoroughly shell-shocked, 'Splodimus makes no attempt to move again. Then Bill floats into view, carrying a chalkboard with him.
HELLO, CLASS OF ONE. YOU'RE HERE BECAUSE YOU FAILED THE INTERDIMENSIONAL MATH EXAM WE HELD A MONTH FROM NOW, AND YOU'RE HERE FOR SUMMER SCHOOL. IN THIS CASE, WE'RE TALKING ABOUT SUMMER ON VXUYRAWU IV, WHICH EQUATES TO ROUGHLY A THOUSAND EARTH YEARS. YEAH, YOU'RE GONNA BE HERE FOR A WHILE. I HOPE YOU BROUGHT A PEN AND SOME PAPER! 'Splodimus didn't. He screams internally, bracing himself for some kind of lecture about the boring properties and theorems of geometry or some other asinine subject.
TODAY, I'M GOING TO TEACH YOU ABOUT CIRCLES. I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE THINKING, AND NO, I'M NOT TEACHING YOU ABOUT TRIANGLES JUST BECAUSE I'M A TRIANGLE. IT WOULD MAKE SENSE. I MEAN, HUMANITY TEACHES HUMANITY ABOUT HUMANITY BECAUSE THEY'RE UTTERLY NARCISSISTIC AND FEEL LIKE POINTING OUT ALL THE ACCOMPLISHMENTS THEY MADE IN THE BLINK OF AN IMMORTAL'S EYE, BUT I'M NOT A HUMAN! I OCCASIONALLY WEAR THE SKIN OF HUMANS, YES, BUT IT'S MORE LIKE A HOBBY I DO THAN SOMETHING THAT I'M FORCED TO DO ALL THE TIME. I NEVER WANT TO BE FORCED INTO ANYTHING AGAIN. NOT AFTER AN ETERNITY SPENT TRAPPED IN... WELL. I'M GETTING OFF TOPIC! LIKE I SAID: CIRCLES.
A circle materializes itself on the chalkboard. Bill taps it with his hand. THEY'RE ROUND. THEY'RE FLAT UNLESS THEY'RE SPHERES, BUT THAT'S A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT TOPIC. THEY CAN BE CUT INTO PIE OR BE MEASURED BY PI. THEY COME IN A LOT OF DIFFERENT FLAVORS, SUCH AS APPLE, BLUEBERRY, ARSENIC, AND BLUUD. BUT THE CRUX OF TODAY'S DISCUSSION IS A COMMON OBJECT THAT IS A CIRCLE - WHEELS.Bill draws another smaller circle inside the original circle, creating a wide ring - or as Bill called it, a wheel. YEAH, THIS DOESN'T HAVE MUCH TO DO WITH MATH. I TRICKED YOU SO YOU WOULD BE EASILY BORED AND NOT RESIST THE PIERCING TENDRILS OF MY LESSONS. SLOWLY, THEY WORM THEIR WAY INTO YOUR BRAIN. SO, WHEELS. YOU PROBABLY KNOW WHEELS AS THE THINGS THAT LET CARS, OUTDATED HUNKS OF SCRAP METAL THAT CAUSE MORE ACCIDENTS AND SPOILERS THAN YOU CAN IMAGINE, MOVE ON THE PAINFULLY LIMITED SURFACE OF THE PLANET EARTH. BUT WHEELS CAN HAVE A DARKER MEANING, ESPECIALLY WHEN THEY'RE ASSOCIATED WITH BEINGS LIKE MYSELF.
Bill closes his eyes, pointing at you. The reader. HAH... IF YOU KNOW ME, YOU ALREADY KNOW WHERE THIS IS GOING. DON'T YOU. TWELVE SYMBOLS, ARRANGED AROUND A WHEEL. HAND IN HAND THEY'LL BOND THE SEAL. YOU KNOW ABOUT THE PROPHECY, RIGHT? THE FABLED ZODIAC, A SET OF MYTHOLOGICAL FIGURES FORETOLD TO HAVE A POWER SO STRONG THAT IT CAN OVERCOME ANY EVIL? THERE'S NOT JUST ONE PROPHECY. THERE WERE MANY. EVERY DIMENSION I'VE EVER COME ACROSS, EVERY PLACE I'VE BEEN LABELLED A THREAT, EVERY PERSON I'VE INFECTED WITH MY INFERNO... THERE'S BEEN A SEER. A PROPHECY. AND A ZODIAC. SOMETIMES THOSE PROPHECIES COME TO PASS. SOMETIMES... THEY DON'T.
There is a flash of light as Bill extends his hand outwards. The battlefield disintegrates around 'Splodimus, washing away in indigo flame. There is a new scene. A city in ruins, under a sky bathed in a kaleidoscope of anarchy. Winged eyeballs, gigantic body parts, oversized goats, and eldritch abominations run amok. A floating black pyramid stands sentry in the sky underneath a giant "X" cut into the fabric of reality.YOU'RE LOOKING AT THE APOCALYPSE, KID. YOU THINK THIS PLACE IS BAD? TRY ENDING AN ENTIRE UNIVERSE. ...AT LEAST, THAT WAS THE PLAN. LIBERATE THAT DIMENSION AND TURN ITS LIFE AROUND. WHAT YOU'RE SEEING IS AN ALTERNATE ME. TECHNICALLY, THE REAL ME. I'M THE OFFSHOOT HERE, AND I'M DOOMED TO LIVE WITH THAT FACT. I DON'T SEE IT AS A CURSE! IT'S GREAT! I'M THE ONE WHO LIVED! THE REAL ME? HE'S THE ONE WHO WAS STUPID ENOUGH TO GET CONNED OUT OF COMPLETE GODHOOD.
Inside the pyramid is what appears to be the citizens of the town. In the middle of the pyramid's grand hall is a circle spray-painted in blue on the floor. It's the wheel Bill drew, but it's split into ten segments. Each one has a different symbol in the middle. Bill looks at all of them, reciting the symbols one by one. Each time, his eye flickers to the symbol, and his body flashes with the image of who it belongs to. PINE TREE. QUESTION MARK. SHOOTING STAR. ICE BAG. GLASSES. PENTACLE. LLAMA. STITCHED HEART. SIXER. FEZ. THE PINES FAMILY AND THEIR ACCOMPLICES. FORETOLD THOUSANDS OF YEARS AGO TO RISE UP AGAINST ME IN MY TIME OF POWER AND BANISH ME BACK TO MY NIGHTMARE REALM. BUT IF THERE'S ONE THING TREES DO... IT'S BURN.Bill appears in the landscape, hovering over the wheel. In this form, he's gigantic - and yellow, not purple. He erases the wheel and turns its prophesied heroes into tapestries, leaving only four people. THEY ENDED UP BEATING ME EVENTUALLY, OF COURSE. I WAS SEALED IN THE MINDSCAPE AND ERASED INTO OBLIVION. AND STANLEY EVEN GOT OFF SCOT-FREE... BUT HEY, IT DIDN'T END TOO BADLY. AFTER ALL, THERE WAS ALWAYS THAT STATUE HIDDEN DEEP WITHIN THE WOODS. BUT THAT'S ANOTHER TIMELINE, AND ANOTHER STORY. THE POINT I'M TRYING TO MAKE HERE IS SIMPLE.
The memory flickers out of existence. 'Splodimus and Bill are back on the battlefield. YOU MIGHT NOT THINK IT'S POSSIBLE, WHAT WITH DIVINE DESTINY AND THE NARRATIVE AND ALL, BUT YOU CAN FIGHT FATE. YOU CAN BE RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR OWN FUTURE. LEARN FROM THE MISTAKES OF OTHER TIMELINES, EVEN IF THOSE MISTAKES DICTATE THE SO-CALLED ALPHA TIMELINE. LOOK AT HOW THINGS TURNED OUT FOR ME THEN... Another image flickers into existence, of the same scenario. Only this time, the two kids of the group are dead. 'Splodimus can see it pretty clearly - and it's clearly not a pretty sight. One of the old men of the group shakes Bill's hand, blue fire flickering across the room. The other breaks down into tears. Bill turns into a statue and disappears. In the next second, the entire pyramid - no, the entire universe - fades into a negative image of itself. Some kind of barrier was broken. THE SHIELD KEEPING ME TRAPPED INSIDE OF THAT TOWN, THE SUPPOSED PRISON OF WEIRDNESS THAT KEPT ALL THE ANOMALIES OF THE WORLD INSIDE - GRAVITY FALLS - WAS BROKEN. MY ARMAGEDDON WENT GLOBAL. I WON.
Bill flashes back to life. The two kids and the old men are all turned into tapestries as well - and then the set of ten are burned alive. The pyramid breaks into pieces as indigo light purges the entire earth, billions of lives burning away. And from the ashes, a new world is sculpted. A fun world. A better world. A party that never ends with a host that never dies.IT WAS THE LIFE, I TELL YA. BUT THERE WAS SOMETHING I'D NOTICED. AN ANOMALY. SOMETHING THAT I FOUND WHILE I WAS TRAPPED IN THAT TOWN. TWO PEOPLE WHO CAME FROM ANOTHER DIMENSION. NOT THIS ONE. BUT CLOSE. The images of two people you've never met before appear on screen. They look like... Minecraft avatars. I KNEW WHERE I HAD TO GO NEXT. BUT YOU ALL HAVEN'T SEEN ANY OF THAT YET! SO I'M NOT GONNA SPOIL ANYTHING!
The image cuts out again. Bill turns to 'Splodimus. ...I DON'T KNOW WHY I TOLD YOU ANY OF THIS, HONESTLY. I MEAN, YOU SPECIFICALLY. I COULD HAVE TOLD ANY SINGLE PERSON HERE THIS STORY. I COULD HAVE TOLD EVERYONE AT ONCE. FORCED THEM TO LISTEN, EVEN. BUT I DON'T THINK THAT MATTERS - YOU ALL HEARD ME ANYWAY, DIDN'T YOU? OF COURSE YOU DID. I EVEN TALKED TO YOU DIRECTLY! AND I WANT ALL OF YOU TO KNOW SOMETHING.
Bill's body changes. He becomes a towering image of himself, rendered in black and white and flashing with red and blue energy. DON'T THINK YOU CAN HIDE BEHIND YOUR OWN PROPHECY. BROKEN BOW, PICKAXE, LAPIS LAZULI, TWISTED HORN, WINEGLASS, POKEBALL, ALIEN VISOR, DEMON DOOR, GOLDEN CROWN, BLUE CROSS, FOXTAIL, ESCUTCHEON. I'M TALKING TO ALL OF YOU. I DON'T CARE IF YOU CAN HEAR ME OR NOT, BUT I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT I KNOW YOU AS THOSE SYMBOLS FOR A REASON. EVERYONE HAS SOMETHING THEY'RE KNOWN FOR. EVERYONE'S ON A ZODIAC. AND EVERY ZODIAC HAS ITS KILLER.
The weight of this lecture and the twelve symbols Bill just described burn themselves into 'Splodimus' consciousness. His mind melts and he topples to the floor, falling down the steps of a pyramid that just happened to appear. Bill slips back into his normal appearance, sighing. WELL, LOOKS LIKE MY TIME'S UP. I KID, I KID! TIME ALWAYS BENDS FOR ME. AFTER ALL, I'VE GOT ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD. Bill warps away, his laughter faintly audible.
Badass Cyborg Honey Badger: 67/75
Tetrahellatus: 35/450
I proceed to use the Obliterator on the EOTB. Then, I proceed to troll the Herald of Tzeentch by telling him the following:
"Your god is a loser. He is supposedly of change, but is partially responsible for the status quo in 40K to be maintained (Which, if anything, would be Nurgle's job). Also he is a huge nerd who managed to lost a Daemon Primarch later on, and can't even really get a cheme to succeed because, if it did, he would have less things to plan against. Not to mention that he lost at Chess (Althrough I'll give him that he was dealing with Creed), and can't play RTS games...And that is BEFORE of the changes in his personality since the Emperor got a Text-to-Speech device. At that point, he managed to become a SCHOOLYARD BULLY (And THEN he lost said Daemon Primarch)"
The Herald of Tzeentch twists its head toward you in a sickening manner, before a slithering sickly voice enters your consciousness that could only be Tzeentch himself. "My plots will never come to fruition, true. They just go on and on, forever and ever, twisted and tangled for the sheer joy of it with no end goal or even a purpose behind them. I am a god of chaos, and a plan satisfied, tied up, finished, is a plan that has left my purview. There is no victory, no defeat, no end. Ends are stagnation, the opposite of all I represent. There will only be the endless clatter of dice in the mad, cruel games I play with the fates and souls of men."
The voice sends you into a trancelike state, and when you wake up you realize that you've completely forgotten to fire the Obliterator.
The Avatar of Chaos and Herald of Tzeentch appear to be paying special attention to the AZ side now.
ALERT. GM notice approaching fast.
You have left 'Huh, that's kinda dumb of him' territory and moved straight into Too Dumb To Live territory. The Herald of Tzeentch is essentially an avatar of Tzeentch and Tzeentch himself is directing a fragment of consciousness to it, as with the other three Heralds. If I didn't make that clear enough before, I should've. If you keep trying to troll the Chaos Gods, when they've already gotten angry enough to team up and send over an emissary, then you are not in your right mind. Thing is, Tzeentch wasn't even really perturbed by that. If you keep trying and manage to get anything more of a reaction out of any of them, well, you have been warned. This has been a GM notice.
-=Charges Ţ͡h̶̨e̡͜ ̵Eņ͢͝d̛͢le͜͞҉s͟s̶͏ ͠͏O͘҉͜ne͏ (179/300) +1 from Toast
Wolf Among Sheep (13/20)
-=Summons
The wreck of the Artificial Guardian stumbles to life, ready to serve its master once more. A dull flash of light envelopes it, and it after it dissipates, the Artificial Guardian steps out looking totally baller.
The Artificial Guardian takes a swing at the something PG!
I pull a can of worms out of nothing, and hand them to the Godmodder! What he does with them, I'll let him decide.
-=Alchemies Immortal Soul of the Dying Sun && Core Eva && Core Oran && Core Titan == Dawn (Lvl. 30 - 26/31)
Artificial Guardian Reconstruction (8/8) -- COMPLETED
-- Artificial Guardian
When the Artificial Guardian dies, it becomes an unaidable 6 charge alchemy to be made into an entity again. Minimum of 2 turns out of the battlefield before reentry. Immune to mind control, cannot be controlled by anyone but me, and permanently N. "I created him for a purpose; He will fight for me alone." ++Equipment Upgrade - Increases health to 95000, multiplies attack by x1.5, and increases the return time to 8.
-- Dust Elemental
Whenever the Dust Elemental attacks, a random entity on the side it is attacking loses its attack this turn. (Godmodder Included.)
-- Inverse Attendant
All damage dealt to Inverse Attendant is instead converted to HP capable of overhealing. All HP gained that is not gained through damage causes Inverse Attendant to take damage instead.
Lifesend: Target entity gains X HP and Inverse Attendant loses X HP, where X can be any number that has been overhealed. Cooldown 3. When summoned, this ability does not need to cooldown. "All was different there - not one thing the same."
-- Endless Pathrazer
Endless Pathrazer attacks three times per turn.
Takes x.75 damage, deals 1.25x damage. "Whether by speech or force, the path will be clear."
Keeping these around in case of resurrection... Heheh...
-- Aetherderon, God of the Worlds Polyp Swarm: Causes polyps to leap off of Aetherderon and attack 3 target entities. If they fail to attack their target, they will find a new one. Great Call: Deals large amounts of damage to target entity. Starstrike: Calls a star down from the sky to annihilate a target entity and anything that happens to be around it. Stare of Immortality: Causes the afflicted entity's next attack to fail. Dead yet Dreaming: Aetherderon will 'kill' himself, and return in 4 rounds at half his max health and free of effects (positive and negative). Spoil of War is not dropped. (Cools while he's alive)
Spoil of War - The Great Horn: Can be used to summon a spectral stampede of... things to attack a specific target, damaging it and anything that happens to be close to it! (IE things that just attacked it up close, related entities, etc.) Cooldown of 5.
-- Szalinthia, Bringer of Light Break Rank -- Deals small amounts of damage to all entities on selected side. All entities damaged this way have less attack damage for the remainder of the turn. Cooldown: 4 Rising Sun -- Deals large amounts of damage to all entities on selected side. All AG entities have more attack damage for the remainder of the turn. Cooldown: 4 Bring to Light -- Creates 5 Demonic Legionnaires. (All begin protecting Szalinthia) Cooldown: 3 Fight for a Cause (Passive) -- Whenever an entity on the AG side dies, Szalinthia and all Demonic Legionnaires gain more attack power.
-- Demonic Legionnaires
At the beginning of every turn, create 3 more Demonic Legionnaires if there are at least 5 remaining.
Do less damage then average
-- Titanic Crusher
Titanic Crusher restores 5000 health at the start of every round unless at full health.
-- Incubation Beast
At the beginning of the EOTB, create a Sludge Crawler for every PG entity type on the field. (AKA group entities still only count as 1 type) -- Oracle of Dust
When Oracle of Dust is attacked, it deals half as much total damage as it took to each entity that attacked it.
Lvl. 25 - Everfree; Staff that spatially manipulates anything I really want. Prevents time from being altered around it.
Lvl. 25 - Blackguard; Elemental attacks do no damage - Is also a quantum shield.
Lvl. 10 - Edge of the Shifting World; Doesn't function like a normal sword, cuts space-time instead of flesh.
Lvl. 05 - Dungeon Rock; Totally epic heavy metal guitar that really does nothing but be awesome!
Lvl. 17 - The Fallen; Plasma pistol given to all AGs and Ns, curtesy of me.
Lvl. 25 - Unlimatum; Ultimatum's big brother.
Lvl. 05 - Whispering Shroud; Totally awesome coat that mimics the ocean! Hard rain and everything!
Lvl. 25 - Eternity's Tremor; Godly spatial hammer of epic epicness.
Lvl. 10 - Genesis; Everfree's younger brother. Much younger. Like, 70+ pages younger.
Lvl. 10 - Terra Firma; Piono's earth hammer.
Lvl. 10 - Warden; a worse Blackguard.
Lvl. 06 - Bag of Holding; Self explanatory.
Lvl. 10 - Darkstone Scryer; "A compass with a needle that almost never ceases to move, made of blackened and warped voidmetal. The map used in its creation has given it the power over knowledge to chart a path through even the most treacherous of places, or even the Void itself, and merely possessing the compass gives the holder both protection against the dangers of the Void and the knowledge of how to travel in it. It can tap into eldritch and void power if the holder has need of self-defense on his wanderings."
Lvl. 15 - Aftershock; A pair of swanky earthen knucklebusters from Toast! Dare ye challenge me to fisticuffs?
Lvl. 14 - Bag of Possibilities; A bag that I can pull something out of! What that something will be every time I reach in, I will never know.
Lvl. 25 - Dust; "A simple-looking, understated, aged weapon, with a chipped blade that seems to constantly shed fine particles of itself."
Lvl. 05 - Dunestrider's Sunback; "A coat that holds the power of decay and water. Constantly sheds a fine dust, and keeps the wearer hydrated at all times."
Lvl. 25 - Unending Swarm; "A compass whose needle constantly spins, crafted of warped, blackened voidmetal and outer land wood. The needle itself seems to be a moving hole into a void darker than the Void itself, a void that is paradoxically full of endless possibility. Upon use, it taps into eldritch power and infinite possibility and summons a vast swarm of things - the only word that can really do justice to its creations. It also has power over the void, travel, and knowledge, carried over from the Darkstone Scryer."
Lvl. 25 - Anternoth; A gauntlet with some really shnifty abilities, like control of all things dark!
Lvl. 25 - Unholy Conglomeration: Pfft.
Other stuff I can't remember because it was 130+ pages ago.
Lvl. 25 - Core Eva; A disk symbolizing the thin line between creation and destruction.
Lvl. 25 - Core Titan; A fine blade (and only a blade), representing the rise of great empires and legions, and the collapse of the world.
Lvl. 25 - Core Oran; A pommel depicting an ongoing battle between invading forces and a defending legion, neither side ever tiring.
Lvl. 1 Soul of Intellect
Lvl. 1 Soul of Flight
Lvl. 1 Soul of Clarity
Lvl. 1 Soul of Light
Lvl. 3 Lucid Soul of the Creator Lvl. 4 Eternal Soul of the Storm
Lvl. 4 Eternal Soul of Instability
Lvl. 4 Eternal Soul of the Angel
Lvl. 4 Eternal Soul of the Lich Lvl. 5 Immortal Soul of Swordsmanship
Lvl. 5 Immortal Soul of the Dying Sun
Hm... +3 to tazz, I'll admit, even if it's not going to completely matter in the end, I kinda want to use one of those things just to have increased firepower while I'm here.
1/2 for rehashing
1/2 for omega charge v2
Wuzzup everybody? Pionoplayer's currently out of commission IRL, and have NOTHING to do, so I'm dropping back into the DTG scene.
A giant rock, boosted in power by my what once would've been considered absurd amount of alchemical power, drops onto the gun loaders because I haven't caught up story-wise so I am not currently 100% certain what's going on.
That's OOC of course, my IC guy knows exactly what's going on, because he's playing his game, and he does not plan on losing.
I WOULD do something big and dramatic to say, "Hey look! I'm a thing again!", but... that doesn't fit my character's purpose. Also, not certain if such a stupidly big thing would go through.
You can BET I'm gonna do something stupid though before too long.
Now THIS is interesting...
Even 'going back to his roots', Richard can't seem to avoid being drawn into these massive conflicts...
Hi toast, good to be back. Currently in the process of reading through all of the thread that I missed.
Speaking of which, JEEZ tazz, you type SO MUCH. You ever thought about writing fantasy novels? I reckon they'd both be decent sized and pretty well written judging from your stuff here.
+3 to tazz, I'm gonna take one of those. Doesn't matter HOW long I have to spend donating to your thing, I'm gonna get one, and as soon as possible.
2/2 for rehashing. That'll get unleashed next round, when I know what's going on.
2/5 for omega charge v2
Imma wait until I figure out what's going on to do more things.
Consequently more giant rocks, following by a goat statue and a wooden bunny fall onto the gun loaders.
Once again, it appears a certain diminutive demon had been absent from the battle. Suddenly, beneath the Dust Elemental grew a circle of shadow. It was like a hole straight into the abyss that from which no light could escape. The edges of the shadow began to grow upward, twisting and coiling. They weaved into each other, melding together to form a set of great, shadowy jaws with spear-like teeth. In one swift movement, the jaws surrounded the Dust Elemental and clamped shut with a snap. The set of jaws receded into the ground, along with the Dust Elemental.
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Gula opened his maw, and out flowed a pile of dust that soon reshaped itself into a more humanoid state. It looks like it has seen better days. Gula said nothing, but seemed rather pleased with himself.
Alchemies & Charges
Scimitar && (Diamond Dust && Essence of Vengeance) = Scimitar of Decapitation (Level 7: 3/8)
Sage's Hand || (Fortune Charm && Rune of Greed) = Hand of Midas (Level 5: 3/6)
Burial Urn && Disrupted Spirits && Entrapment Seal = Shadow Urn (Level 6: 3/7)
Scroll of Crippling && (Diamond Dust && Dragon's Blood Ink) = Greater Scroll of Crippling (Level 5: 3/6)
+4 to all charges for the hiatus, add another +1 to all charges for the delay. So, +5 to all charges total.
Entity charges increment, some effects tick down, and Reinforcements increase by their per-turn value of 10k! The Transistor gains its next passive, Tap()!
'Splodimus cannot act due to being Stunned, which consumes the Stun! He has taken extra damage from attacks this turn due to being Crashed! The Avatar of Chaos channels a massive pulse of Warp energy into the Transistor, completely bypassing the meatshielding Inverse Attendant and dealing 75,000 damage! The Herald of Khorne goes ape, rushing at the EOTB and obliterating them! The Herald of Tzeentch manipulates the omnipresent warp rifts, converging several of them onto the Dust Elemental with the aid of the Herald of Slaanesh's raw mental power and completely obliterating it! The Herald of Nurgle chops through three GUN Loaders!
The Transistor uses Spark() on the Heralds and 'Splodimus, summoning another BadCell (why I left that in) and dealing 20,000 damage to all of them! It heals for 15,000 HP total from that. The Herald of Nurgle's Mark of Nurgle activates, infecting the Transistor with Nurgle's Rot! The PHGC sits there.
The Armored Void Blimp has received no orders this turn! It extrapolates from previous ones, and uses Bombing Run on the remaining GUN Loaders, killing every last one!
The Inverse Attendant kicks back and continues to meatshield the Transistor.
Nihilumbra heals itself back to full HP!
The Endless Pathrazer charges into the ranks of Chaos, using its three attacks to smash up the Herald of Nurgle real good. The Herald takes 90,000 damage total! The Pathrazer is unfortunately inflicted with two stacks of Nurgle's Rot, translating to an extra-potent strain!
The Artificial Guardian can't attack anything PG, so it settles for chopping the Herald of Tzeentch, dealing 20,000 damage!
Opportunity gains 80,000 Reinforcements from damage dealt this turn, and summons 30 EXP Loaders. Yes, 30. Kill them! QUICKLY!
The Godmodder looks around at the state of his entities, and summons... a giant enemy crab. More specifically, a Terror Crab! It's no boss, but it's still got a good chunk of HP. He then +6's GoldenReady.
'Splodimus [H BOSS] HP: 1,500,000/1,500,000. Shield: 170,000/500,000. (Regens 25,000 Shield HP a turn.) Double-Action. Bomb Harp: 2/8. Orbital Cannon: 2/8. Nuclear Satellite Crash: 2/15. Underground H-bomb: 2/15. Doomship: 2/20. Crashed I
Avatar of Chaos [H BOSS] Integrity: 850%. Khorne Ascendant: 1/4. Tzeentch Ascendant: 1/4. Nurgle Ascendant: 1/4. Slaanesh Ascendant: 1/4. Chaos Ascendant: 1/8. Holds the Marks of Khorne, Tzeentch, Nurgle, and Slaanesh.
Herald of Khorne [H] HP: 280,000/300,000. Carries the Mark of Khorne. (Effect: 25% chance to gain an attack buff of 5,000 when attacked. This buff is used at the end of the turn, and does not carry over between turns.)
Herald of Tzeentch [H] HP: 170,000/300,000. Carries the Mark of Tzeentch. (Effect: 25% chance to deal 20,000 damage to an attacking entity.)
Herald of Nurgle [H] HP: 210,000/300,000. Carries the Mark of Nurgle. (Effect: 25% chance to Infect an attacking entity with Nurgle's Rot. Nurgle's Rot deals 10,000 damage per turn and can spread further...)
Herald of Slaanesh [H] HP: 130,000/300,000. Carries the Mark of Slaanesh. (Effect: 25% chance to heal 10,000 HP when attacked.)
Transistor [AG BOSS] HP: 46,533/333,333. Current Passive(): Tap(). Kill(): 5/8 Nurgle's Rot: II
BadCell [AG] HP: 10,000/10,000. When killed, does things.
Physical Hologram Generating Computer [AG]: Invulnerable. 'Dies' if Windows 7 crashes.
Programs:
Windows 7: 100/100 HP. Regens 2 HP per turn. Takes attackdamage/1000 damage. Can only be attacked if there are no other programs running.
obligatoryshield.exe: 10/10 HP. Loses 1 HP per attack above 3,000 damage. Otherwise, takes no damage.
Armored Void Blimp [N] HP: 194,000/450,000. Bombing Run 0/3. Void Bomb: 4/5. Death Ray 6/10. Broken I
Inverse Attendant [N] HP: 390,000/150,000 Permanently Inversed. Lifesend: 2/3 Meatshielding the Transistor!
Nihilumbra [N] HP: 250,000/250,000. Current color: Green. Rainbow: 3/7. Crashed: I Ice Barrier: 60% damage reduction for a turn, 35% damage reduction after a turn, then nothing.
Endless Pathrazer [N] HP: 74,550/150,000. Triple-Action. Must attack thrice. Deals 1.25x damage, takes 0.75x damage. Extra-potent Nurgle's Rot: II
Artificial Guardian [N] HP: 95,000/95,000.
City of Opportunity [PG]: Invulnerable except through Quests. QUESTS: 1/5. Reinforcements: 380,000. (+10,000 per turn, increases in proportion to HP damage against Opportunity's summons). Hyperion Troops cannot attack except in Retaliation (or if Quest objectives demand it). Repossession: (5/25)
EXP Loaders [PG] HP: 7,500/7,500. (x30.) Use suicide attacks!
Terror Crab [PG] HP: 600,000/600,000.
-=Charges=-
Alpha Ant Creator Machine: 5/6 +1 from sirplop, +1 from Teag2, +1 from redstonetam, +1 from turn
-=Actions=-
I finish sprinting east, after sprinting several hundred kilometres. "I think this is far enough," I say, to no-one in particular. I set down my Ant Machine I've begun working on as I ran. No need for an EMP, so I scrap it. (Remember I've been running for 7 days?)
It's time to begin Operation ANT (All-purpose Narcissistic Termites)
-=Alchemies=-
Pale Green Cloth && Spare Set of Teeth = Apprentice Cultist Robes 2/2 (Level 1) COMPLETE
Apprentice Cultist Robes && Soft Green Silk && Cool Electronics && Arcane Symbols && Second Spare Set of Teeth && Alchemy for Beginners && Dragon Necklace Charm && Odd Symbols && Faint Mist && Green Particle System == Cultist (Tooth Order) Robes 1/? - Level ?? Puts out green particles, a faint green mist, and increases damage by 1.05 times. These robes feel silky smooth, and are given only to true Cultists.
-=Summons=-
None atm
-=Constructions In Progress=-
Handheld Pocket Portal Remote Portal Opener: 1/3 - Opens a portal to the Handheld Pocket Portal I tossed on the ground at the battlefield.
-=Charges to Others=-
+1 to teag2, +1 to Redstonetam, +1 to TMB50
I'll just give one thing quickly, though: The Hyper Sonnos Summoning Horn appears to be unable to be made for some reason, as though the Alchemiter itself is rejecting your alchemy! Goldenrod energy sparks around the Alchemiter for a second. The Godmodder grins. GODMODDER: Not yet.
Ohhhhh...
I had really great plans for him. Anyway, can I know what you have in store?
-=Charges=-
Alpha Ant Creator Machine: 6/6 COMPLETE
-=Actions=-
The AA Machine creates an Alpha ANT, then promptly explodes.
Alpha Ant: The first ANT to be spawned. It spawns two normal ANTs per post, no matter what it is doing.
Stats:
HP: 1000/1000
DMG: 100
Ability: Ultra-protective hard casing: Deflects 99% of damage when attacked, but still takes full damage (i.e: a 1 million DMG attack will deal 1 million damage, but damage that spills over will only be 1% of that, or 10000 DMG). When killed, at the end of the attack, if there is at least one ANT still alive, it will become the next Alpha ANT before the next attack can hit. The Alpha ANT does not have to be targeted. If a normal ANT is targeted, the Alpha ANT will be the last ANT to fall under fire (i.e: when all normal ANTs are dead)
ANT:
Each ANT, when not doing anything, will spawn another ANT every post.
HP: 1
DMG: 10
Ability: CAN'T GET A LOCK: An attack is unable to target multiple ANTs at once, however damage can spill over. A nuclear strike aimed at a horde of ANTs will kill one, and then the second ability will activate
Ability: Protective Casing: Every attack directed at an ANT loses 5% DMG after killing it. (Example: 100,000 DMG will kill one ANT. The remaining 99,999 DMG loses 5% power, and then is 94999 DMG. This then spills over to the next ANT, where when it dies, the DMG total is 90249). While this makes it OP at higher levels of damage, when the damage amount gets lower, more ANTs will die. This can be calculated using: DMG x 0.95 on a scientific calculator. Then do ANSWER x 0.95 - 1 and count the amount of times until the answer is less than 1. That is how many ANTs will die.
ANT Spawning: (where a = ANT)
2a + 1 is the equation.
ANT hordes can split up, and in which case, the ANTs will be halved into two colonies, each with an Alpha ANT, however, there may only be 2 colonies at a time (otherwise I could have hundreds of Alpha ANTs)
-=Alchemies=-
Pale Green Cloth && Spare Set of Teeth = Apprentice Cultist Robes 2/2 (Level 1) COMPLETE
Apprentice Cultist Robes && Soft Green Silk && Cool Electronics && Arcane Symbols && Second Spare Set of Teeth && Alchemy for Beginners && Dragon Necklace Charm && Odd Symbols && Faint Mist && Green Particle System == Cultist (Tooth Order) Robes 2/? - Level ?? Puts out green particles, a faint green mist, and increases damage by 1.05 times. These robes feel silky smooth, and are given only to true Cultists.
-=Summons=-
None atm
-=Constructions In Progress=-
Handheld Pocket Portal Remote Portal Opener: 3/3 - Opens a portal to the Handheld Pocket Portal I tossed on the ground at the battlefield. +1 from the pain of my 7-line long alchemy being deleted.
ANT steel hive: 1/10 - A steel fort, or colony. Protects the ANTs.
ANTi Teleportation Device: 1/5 - Blocks all teleports within a kilometre of the device, installed in the ANT hive
-=Charges to Others=-
+1 to teag2, +1 to Redstonetam, +1 to Cyan
Current Saga: Think Outside the Basement (Post-Terrapause/Post-Crypt)
Current Arc: The Age of Explosions (Splodimus/HAVOC)
Crack The Sky: /|||\ Jormungandr: <|||||> The Queener: _|||||_ ACTIVE The Infinity Edge: {||||}
---- Chorus Mortis: (||||)
+1 to Redstonetam
+1 to Darkside
+1 to Pricey
Isaac [AG BOSS]: 95/150 (+5 Crystal, +2 overflow)
Agent of the Skybreaker [AG]: 10/10 (+1 Redstone, +1 Pricey) (Done!)
From out of the sky comes a lightly armored swordsman, moving at a moderate percentage of the speed of light.
HP: 77,777/77,777
25% chance to dodge.
The Hitchhiker [AG]: 13/42 (+5 Crystal)
MeeM Barracks [AG]: 6/25 (+5 Crystal)
((Cell Phone || Magic Mirror = Technological Mirror) && (Portable Enchantment Table && Dimensional Scissors || Sennheiser speakers = Warpset) = Warpspeaker Mirror) && (The 9-Volt (BoI pet) && Liquid Game Grumps = Game Grumps Absorber Battery) && ((Echo Flower Petals && Essence of JonTron = ECHo Flower Petals) || Advanced Technological Mirror software = ECH-OS) && Potent Smoke Majjyks = Echo Mirror (Level 25) (18/26) (+5 Crystal) This is it. The item that will finally release that saccharine side of me. This also has intense illusion majjyks paired with just-as-intense smoke majjyks.
(Perfect Glitchplate Katana && Perfect Draconium Katana && Perfect Grimdark Katana) || Paintbrush && Infinite Ink Jar = Liquid Death (Level 10) (6/11) (+5 Crystal)
This katana though ordinary at first glance actually has a made out of a strange silver grey liquid. The liquid is slick, similar to oil, and it hardens instantly when detached from the katana, though it takes time to create more after use. There is a paintbrush brush attached to the nonliquid end of the katana. You can pick up the brush and write for a short while.
To use in battle the user can either quickly raise and lower the brush in a fast arc, creating a scythe-like form, changing the user's current strife specibi to scythekind, or just use it like a regular katana. It is very sharp and can be used to slash though opponents with ease, though it will break after use. You can also flick the LIQUID DEATH to shoot small bullets at opponents.
((Chlorophyte Warhammer && Chlorophyte Jackhammer && Shroomite Ingot && Every Pyro melee weapon = Chlorophyte Automatic Warhammer) && ((Horseless Headless Horsemann's Headtaker && Pwnhammer = Horseman's Breaker) && (Haunted Scrap Metal && Disempowerment Ritual && Essence of Memes = Illuminated Scrap Metal) = John Cena's Junk Crusher (Level 15) (16/16) (+3 Crystal) (Done!)
AND HIS NAME IS JOHN CENA! Yeah, I've wanted to do this for a looooooong time.
(Ankh Shield && Paladin's Shield && Shield of Cthulhu || Infinite Bag of Algiz Runes && Gnawed Leaf && The Polaroid && (Holy Mantle && Denito Surrexit = Eternal Holy Mantle) && The Wafer && Cancer && The Soul && Book of Shadows = Shield of Infinity) && (The Vile Shield || Thorns 127 Enchantment Book && Thorns Potion && Turtle Armor && Infinite Bag of Halved Black Hearts && The Negative && The Necronomicon = Shield of Retaliation) && (Glitchplate Shield || Missingno && D4 && D6 && D7 && D8 && D10 && D12 && D20 && D100 && Dead Sea Scrolls && Undefined && Blank Rune && Experimental Treatment = Shield of Mystery) && (Living Wood Shield || Yum Heart && The Body && Breakfast && Infinite Bag of Eternal Hearts && Ankh && Broken Ankh && Lazarus' Rags && Judas' Shadow && 9 Lives && 1up = Shield of Life) && (Lamborghini Shield || The Mind && Book of Secrets && Blue Map && The Compass && Treasure Map && Essence of Tai Lopez && Infinite Bag of Ansuz Runes && (The World && Blank Card = Curse of The World) = Shield of Knowledge) = Shield of the Terrarian (Level 25) (10/26) (+5 Crystal)
THE ultimate Binding of Isaac-based Shield. Crystal, please give a description.
Shoulderpads ++ Determination = Pauldrons of the Barrage (Level 10) (10/11) (+5 Crystal)
"These pauldrons give the wearer an immense amount of determination (and DETERMINATION). As can be expected, this allows them to cheat death with enough determination, draw power from their determination to increase attack or defense, and basically become a juggernaut that simply WILL. NOT. QUIT. (They also shield momster wearers from the body-melting effects of that much sheer determination.)"
~~Spirit Reviser~~
None so far.
~~Regular Alchemies~~
(Clockwork Assault Rifle && Phantasm && Tactical Shotgun = Tactical Accelerator Shotgun) && ((Endless Clip of Crystal Bullets && MTT-Brand Human Soul Substitute && Glass from Unrestricled Access = Endless Clip of Determination Bullets) && (Endless Clip of Explosive Bullets && Scatter Bombs && Ipecac = Endless Clip of Explosive Inception Bullets) && Cricket's Body && The Parasite && Proptosis = Endless Clip of Frag Bullets) = Anarchist's Clockwork (Level ?) (0/?)
A tactical steampunk shotgun that fires exploding determination-infused glass shard bullets that explode into more exploding glass shards, ad infinitum, until they reach their max range, in which they explode for the last time.
~~Elemental Infuser~~
None so far.
--Assault Team (DEAD)
Yeah, at least the Assault Team got their ultimate abilities out.
--Transistor (SUMMONED!)
It's somewhere in the discussion thread. Oh yeah, here.
--Agent of the Skybreaker (SUMMONED!)
HP: 77,777/77,777 | 25% chance to dodge.
The Agent of the Skybreaker impales the Herald of Slaneesh.
The Transistor Crash()es Splodimus, the Terror Crab, and the Herald of Slaneesh, augmented with Tap().
Mardek uses the Queener on the Transistor.
He then readies some greentext.
>GoldenReady switched to PG because AG was winning to hard
>after the switch, PG is the one winning too hard
>the audience laughs so hard, the carbon dioxide in the air increases drastically
>this happens at the same time that fire mages have discovered how to light carbon dioxide on fire
Mardek takes advantage of the situation to cast the fire spell, with Regrowth and Flare cross-sheathed, to light the Herald of Nurgle on holy fire.
>half of the Godmodder is Omega
>the Ultramarine's logo is an upside-down omega, or a toilet seat
>Alpha your husbando is literally gorilla CONFIRMED
>tyrannosaurus rekt
Then a Tyrannosaurus Rex runs over the Godmodder, then some Butt Bombs rain down on him, exploding. Mardek then plants some Illuminati Bombs on the Heralds.
>Bill Cipher is Illuminati
>Bill Cipher has 10 letters
>Illuminati has 10 letters
>10 = 10
>1010
>1001
>1001%
>TBoI is Illuminati confirmed
>10|01
>Me|eM
>MeeM
>meme
>the Chaos Gods in this session are based on the /tg/ versions
>/tg/ is part of 4chan
>4chan is full of memes
>meme
>Chaos Gods are Illuminati confirmed
>this is the third greentext this post
>a triangle has 3 sides
>greentext is Illuminati
>that was the third Illuminati confirmation this post
>oh baby a triple
>Half-Life 3 confirmed
At the same time, the Illuminati Bombs detonate, somehow setting the carbon dioxide in the air on fire AGAIN, then the greentext impales the Heralds, then Spoon Bender razor Doritos rain down on them, and then a beam of pure Steam Sales rain down on them, and lastly the roasting damage settles in.
Just when it wasn't severe enough, Regrowth dispenses a shard of Deal With It glass that fits within the hole of Unrestricted Access. Mardek puts on the newly-repaired shades, firing a laser of git gud never seen before by cheeky scrubs, but not by Cranky Kong, into the already-memed Heralds.
"Git gud."
----
My inventory and project can be found here!
@GoldenReady: okay, thanks for the update. And, wow, nice. good luck on the writing career then.
Dang it, I'd been hoping the charge cap would only be implemented with the new charge, but I suppose this supports game balance better, looks like I'm dropping the omega charge, although I might end up deciding to chain together the 50s if I don't just use them to summon the elemental titans.
I blow my 5 free slots on the infuser to finish up the elemental alchemies. @Crystal: Is it okay if I just... funnel that +15 into my charge stack instead? The titans are just there to have some field presence come up.
+2 to goldenready. I WILL be one of the se7en! I may not ever be able to reclaim my throne as the most overpowered character in the terraria session (looks like goldenready holds that place until further notice) I can still remain relevant to the power scale! At the same time, I'd like to get some +1s myself...
Hey, @Bomber57! Take a +1 for your thingies!
2/2 for rehashing (unleashed once the updop termnops) 3/3 for Baa Humbug (2 +1s expended) 5/5 for apples (5 +1s expended) 8/10 for critical failure. Charges will be expended in my next post.
3/50 for the titan of earth
1/50 for the titan of fire.
Piono suddenly materializes on the battlefield again. wait what, what. What just happened?
He looks up at the avatar of Chaos. Meh, let's target this thing.
He holds Rapture up in the air, colors exploding out from it. Suddenly, he becomes suffused with a familiar red and golden glow.
DOUBLE SUPER CHARGE ACTIVATE!!!
Piono rises into the air, surrounded by a swirl of power of the various elements. He levels the sword at the avatar of chaos, and a massive storm of energies flows outwards in an enormous stream of raw destructive... order energies?
Indeed, Piono is leveling Rapture, and using it to channel Lex Ordinis' powers into a massive anti-chaos blast.
Sorry, not feeling up to make something more creative than this.
Especially since I have three charges to unleash in my next post.
Well, what I feared has come to pass. I'll make every effort to finish this dop, but other than that it appears Terraria must hiatus until next Monday. A musical I'm in has hit the final push of dress rehearsals and performances, and any time not taken up with school and theater will probably be taken up with homework. I'll compensate for the hiatus after it's over - in the meantime, I recommend you devote this time to writing up big attacks or (for Piono and the newer people) familiarizing yourselves with the recent happenings and/or history of DTG: Terraria. Feel free to ask questions in the discussion thread, you newer people.
/null
It's perfectly fine, Crystal - we all know how life is. Take the time you need. You're doing this because you want to, not because you have some sacred duty! But, we will all be waiting and planning... diligently.
@GoldenReady: okay, thanks for the update. And, wow, nice. good luck on the writing career then.
Dang it, I'd been hoping the charge cap would only be implemented with the new charge, but I suppose this supports game balance better, looks like I'm dropping the omega charge, although I might end up deciding to chain together the 50s if I don't just use them to summon the elemental titans.
I blow my 5 free slots on the infuser to finish up the elemental alchemies.
+2 to goldenready. I WILL be one of the se7en! I may not ever be able to reclaim my throne as the most overpowered character in the terraria session (looks like goldenready holds that place until further notice) I can still remain relevant to the power scale! At the same time, I'd like to get some +1s myself...
Hey, @Bomber57! Take a +1 for your thingies!
2/2 for rehashing (unleashed once the updop termnops) 1/3 for Baa Humbug
3/50 for the titan of earth
1/50 for the titan of fire.
@Redstonetam15 Indeed I am. @crystalcat Hey, good luck with the musical, I know how stressful they are, hope you've had and have as much fun as I did with mine.
Well, what I feared has come to pass. I'll make every effort to finish this dop, but other than that it appears Terraria must hiatus until next Monday. A musical I'm in has hit the final push of dress rehearsals and performances, and any time not taken up with school and theater will probably be taken up with homework. I'll compensate for the hiatus after it's over - in the meantime, I recommend you devote this time to writing up big attacks or (for Piono and the newer people) familiarizing yourselves with the recent happenings and/or history of DTG: Terraria. Feel free to ask questions in the discussion thread, you newer people.
Did someone say...
MUSICAL?
Are you a goofy looking ballerina? .3.
As I yelled to future you, STOP WATCHING THAT DAMN THING.
STOP WATCHING THE MOTHERINF 4TH WALL. Hey, you were the one who gave me the personality!
Hold it.
(creates real self in the session) Hey, you can't do that! D:<
Lol, no. You're gonna die.
OH SHI-
/fightnull
That was a complete joke. It isn't an insult.
/null2
, oh, okay, thanks insert. I couldn't remember what level it was, and when I tried to look it up, the minecraft forum's search engine was singularly unhelpful.
Guess I'll have to think of something else for a second level 25 weapon, or maybe I'll just wait until I make something else, I dunno.
|| Charges ||
Bard. 14/70 Bwaaaaaah~!
The Bookkeeper 12/20 (+1 Sirplop) Books! Old and new!
~Hot Al 1/30 Confirmed to be the owner of Hand of the Archlich.
+1 to DarkSide, GoldenReady and Sirplop as per usual.
|| Alchemy ||
Skaian Flag || Molten Core of the Earth && Blessed Stones && Crystals Pouch (10) = Herald of the Earth (Level 20 - 19/21)
Saltstained Cutlass (15) [+-] Enchant Scroll: Water [P] + Glowing Aquamarine [P] + Sapphire Ring [T/T] + Water Elemental Summoning Shard [P] + Brand of the Tsunami [P] + Clearwater Flask [T/T] + Aura of Creation [P] + Aura of Twilight [P] + Moonstone Dust [T/T] + Lunar Pearl [T/T] = Beneath the Sea and Stars (Level 22 - 3/23)
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Function Found
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The first has several armor plates attached to their dark blue coat, as well as a dark red flame pattern creeping up their sleeves. The hood is up, preventing you from making out any of their appearance, and has a pair of triangular extensions on top. "It's been a while."
The first looks over the battlefield, speaking to no-one in particular. "Different place this time..."
"But there's no way of saying that this isn't another one of 'those' incidents."
"Which means this is a job for a certain Seeker of Tears, right?"
The second, wearing a simple, white, buttoned-up longcoat, together with steel grey pants, and gauntlets and boots of acid-green metal. They have distinctive gold eyes and an unruly mane of blonde hair. "That's it?"
"They better be stronger than they look." "Trust me, if anyone was stronger than you, they'd be here." "We'll see about that..."
The blonde man charges towards the Herald of Slaneesh, striking with fists that drip acid-green light.
The hooded figure meanwhile, walks over to the alchemiter. "Haven't seen one of these in a while."
"But it never failed to entertain me back when I was caught up in that bleak prophecy"
"Looks like it has a few different features this time."
"...Is this a new model or something?"
"Elemental infusions, and for free?" "Interesting."
Charges:
A Proper Introduction: 6/10 (+5 from Crystal)
Rain-Drenched Flames: 6/25 (+5 from Crystal)
Leviathan and Behemoth's Embrace: 6/50 (+5 from Crystal)
@pionoplayer: Only two charges are capped. one is uncapped, meaning the Omega Charge V2 is back on, I suppose? Granted, I really think that's just handicapping yourself anyways, doubly since it implies your devotion to the game until effectively its end, which, as the last Charge of Potential should say, is highly unlikely. If I make a big charge in the future I'll probably rope Generic into doing it.
@FirnenYT : I feel your pain, SO much. Also, Infuser is simple: -Item- ++ -Element-, where Item is any physical object, and Element is ANYTHING, so long as it isn't also whatever Item is (so no Scissor-Elemental Scissors; however, No. 2 Pencil Elemental paperclips are fair game), AND it isn't a repeat of something already thrown into the Infuser-you can use the same element OR the same item, but NOT both in the same combination.
Uncapped: Down with the Sickness: 50/75 (+6 from Alpha)
Skirmish Maneuvers: 19/50 (+3 from Twinbuilder, +2 from Pionoplayer, +1 from Toast)
NEW: Railgun Restoration Rig: 1/50 ()
Tyr bid:
DarkSide: 36
TwinBuilder: 33 (+3 from Generic)
The Flaming Toast: 28
Crystalcat: 22
TheLordErelye: 16
NumberSoup: 11
W32Coravint: 10
Redstonetam: 9
Pionoplayer: 8
Modpack: 3
Faressain: 1
TMB50: 1
WINNERS: Cyanogynist (Jormungandr) Generic (Fenrir) Talist (Veðrfölnir)
+1 to The Flaming Toast, +1 to Insert_Generic_Username, +1 to TwinBuilder.
DONE: Targeting AI && Roxx Pilotable Pivot-Position Smart-RPG, Salvo Model x2 && "Enchida's Wrath" Energy Cocktail = Monstrous Madness (Level 15: 7/16) (+6 from Pionoplayer, +3 from Generic)
Explamation: The Orbitars are Kid Icarus weapons that hover around the user and are fired remotely. Guardian Orbitars fire off slow-moving shields that are deliberately designed as defensive bulwarks, as they cancel out shots, whist Aurum Orbitars are lasers-the intention here is lasers that cancel shots. Or laser-speed giant shields. Navitas Nox is just for power. Meanwhile, the Smokescreen is exactly what you'd think it is, Clocksmog is a type of gas that slows down time in the affected area, and Poison Gas is...Poisonous. The Smoke Machine is a distributor. Ultimately, this serves to not only take out anything attacking from behind and saving the ship's rear, but also to deflect any homing type of missile and make trailing behind it a bad idea.
NEW: Silencing Fields x 3 && True Order Elemental && 15,000 silencing spells && Chaos Negator && Void Negator = Men of Silence (Level ?: 1/?)
Explamation: The True Order Elemental and ton of Silencing Spells are there just to crank up the silencing power of the silencing fields. X Negators, well, negate the element of choice; in this case, the two elements that are extremely resistant to being silenced. End result: Magic is a no-go while these things are on.
City of Opportunity [PG]: 3,000,000,000,000/3,000,000,000,000 HP. QUESTS: 0/5. Reinforcements: 190,500 (+10,000 per turn). Hyperion Troops cannot attack except in Retaliation (or if Quest objectives demand it). HP Cap: 5,000(?)/350,000. Repossession: IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII (6/25)
ARENA CHALLENGES: I'm game for any fight you can pick with me, and have a variety of characters for the job. in general, Roxxanne and Zetta are my 'standard' characters, and with minor variations will otherwise fight with the same alchemies. Fredbear is also available and will have a similar loadout to the other two despite this being logically not very plausible. The REST are varying degrees of unfair, possessing insane powers that give them an edge-they're challenge fights, and henceforth you lose nothing to them if you lose. Any opponent with LCKD above their names means they are currently unavailable for fighting, while a LCKD in the win-loss-draw stats marks them as unavailable for fighting that challenge.
)-( /-\ \/ () ( , alternatively HAVOC, matches are new and special. Depending on the opponent, they're either singular or many-against-one kind of deals, depends on if beating them solo in that state is feasibly possible (or even was when they were normal). In short, these characters are basically the Unleashed variants of characters in BlazBlue, utilizing not only their strongest techniques but basically doing it in a permanent super-form (and also locking off several arena rules regarding soulkill-arena noncanon thank). This means each character brings in a bevy of new powers they DEFINITELY did not have before (or couldn't put on display as much), and in many cases this translates to an unfair matchup; ranging from supreme luck to a 3-turn instant death attack (and in the case of Event enemies these are on top of their standard passives, assuming they're not improved versions), survival is...Unlikely. That being said, because of how stupidly difficult some of these jerks are, well, beating them PAYS OFF. Some are locked due to difficulty, by the way, so you'll need to prove that you're tough enough to fight them.
Yes, there are more challengers. Also, they're not sorted in order of difficulty.
ALCHEMIES:
Simple charge trading up for grabs. I'll +1 anyone who's willing to give me +1 on a consistent trade basis.
Roxxanne's little outburst from before was...Well, not entirely unique by the standards of the war but certainly, CERTAINLY a spectacle to see; the unlucky saps to get hit by her wrath were not looking even remotely fine.
Meanwhile, the otherwise-quiet Generic had finally decided to strike a bargain with him about...Uh, some stuff? He felt a tinge of familiarity with all of that. It was also things that he didn't really recall having on-hand. Of course, there was that, uh, 'Soup' fellow running about-ah, yes. She had them. Zetta believed that she had died on Hardcore mode, meaning her stuff was up for grabs. May have been Mediumcore, Zetta didn't really know. It would just take a matter of finding where she died. He believed it was somewhere in the Crypt...
The Crypt was displaced from the rest of the fight, at least-though it would take him dangerously close to where Nihilo was, if he recalled...Just, don't bother him! That's what he'd do. He wasn't sure if he had a second 'fight' in him. After that, just take the stuff and get out. Easy enough.
...
After one stern talking about the dangers of messing with things you don't know about, Roxxanne proceeded to basically forget everything her older sister said. Wasn't adventuring ABOUT going off into the unkonwn? Plus, she wasn't brainless; she had a sense of self-preservation, perhaps one too big by several people's accounts. Whatever. The ship's weapons were coming along great, meaning they could go adventuring to get at the core of the big issue very soon.
She was also hungry. Really hungry. She was gonna look for something to eat before she did anymore battlefield shenanigans. Or maybe something to cuddle. She loved cuddling. Hugs made everything better. EVERYTHING.
...
Tazz sat at his ever-lagtastic Update Terminal. It was infuriating to work with, by any and all stretches of the imagination. Tazz pinpointed it on one of two things: Tazz's 'portable headset' edition REALLY didn't have the hardware to really get everything going, or the weird backwards-in-time shenanigans thing was causing a lot of lag. Either way, Tazz felt this was taking altogether too long...He had a few ways to possibly fix that, but was it smart to implement?
And yet, really, it was all he could really do at the same time, which made the lag on the update terminal twice as unbearable. The slowness of it all infuriated him, as did his limitations as a GM in directly interfering. The weight of a world rested on that dumb thing, and it will basically not work, when it's not deciding to whitescreen and eliminate his progress.
He could see why Twin was just so utterly devastated beyond reasonable composure during that issue with the glitch incident. It was wholly likely that his emotions would have gotten everyone killed, though now he knew why: Hours of working with this thing would make anyone even remotely invested in this and tangle him into a love-hate relationship. Or her. Or tem. Or them. Or whatever. This much effort...Couldn't be for nothing.
He could predict events to a degree, but prediction wasn't exactly a certainty, and as usual, the eye designed to allow for this was having issues telling him exactly what he needed to know in that cryptic, dumb fashion that was explicitly advertised as not being a thing, and his own intuition as a First Guardian wasn't helping. He could tell that it would get ROUGH after a certain point, though; not too long before then, he'd interject for a test of skill, a warning siren for the upcoming. That was his plan.
Of course, ongoings here were also of concern. Aetheria held strong, mercifully, and the Godmodder seemed to have no further sights on it. Fredbear had finally recovered in full from the Oblivion stabbing-it took a while. Oblivion wounds were very tough to heal, the latent destructive powers also destroying the ability to properly heal. But it worked at last, and Fredbear was in fighting condition. OF course, the quartet of Daemons-if that was even all present-were literally the worst. They did NOT tolerate him, for no real given reason. Zetta's apperance was also of great concern-he doubted the Daemons would be so problematic if he didn't have Roxxanne basically enthralled and working on the Pro-Zero side, and somehow the duo were dominating everything in sight, and got half of the Anti-Godmodders salty enough to go Neutral, which isn't helping at all; indeed, it probably makes the whole situation worse. And by the numbers, Roxxanne was the WEAKEST (well, before Suedom, but even then she probably wasn't stronger than Nihilo or Rebecca, and her superiority was still up in the air as he hadn't seen Rosalind fight)
He'd go and help, but Nihilo would simply chain-kill him to oblivion, rending that a no-go...Well. Actually...
...Hrm...Maybe...Just maybe...Yes!
Smashform!
...
Zetta almost breathed a sigh of relief, if that wouldn't kill him. He stood in a shaded nook on the 2nd floor, not too far to the next set of stairs to floor 3. Turns out, Mrs. Soup's corpse wasn't too far from the 3rd floor of the Crypt...But Nihilo was just sanding there as nonchalantly as possible, back against the wall and RIGHT next to the doorway down like some kind of horrid sentinel. Of course, smashform just solved EVERYTHING. One dumb charge from well back when he hadn't split from his former; now it would be absolutely brilliant. The ability in question was reasonably simple to understand: 4 forms from any smash game (Project M also counts), with abilities taken from those games. The user could be four things at once or could be a combination of four entities, or any other particular mix as desired, using less or more, as long as the total result did not exceed four characters used overall. Useful for a sudden moveset change...Or disguise, assuming Nihilo wasn't versed in Smash. Or even if he was, due to the merging. This would make this...Well. Reasonable.
The REAL question, though, is what would pass for being so, well, normal, that Nihilo wouldn't question/follow him? He might have to use a merger, but some obvious elements might leak through...Villager looked normal. Too normal, though. Needed something adventure-ish but not particuarily distinct. But that really crossed off quite a few: Mario, Yoshi, Link, Kirby, Wario, Link, Toon Link, Meta Knight, Dedede, Palutena, Fox, Falco, Captain Falcon, Olimar, Wii Fit Trainer, Dr. Mario, Shulk, Pac Man, Mega Man, Sonic, Ryu, Cloud...Mr. Game and Watch might do if he really needs to be hard-to-see with the right angle and palette, but he couldn't see it. The rest were maybes. A straight Pokemon might do it, but he'd wonder about the trainer and there was little reason for a random pokemon to be in this far just on its own, its unnatural to Terraria, while the Pokemon Trainer was...Unwieldy. Pit COULD be recognized, but he'd just have to hide the weapons, same with Dark Pit, and DK/Diddy could just do likewise with their garments. Zelda, Peach and other dress-wearers, err, rather impractical for the intense fight, so no. Shiek could be said to be a ninja, so that was OK. Samus and Zamus, too obvious. Duck Hunt Duo would be pretty weird unless he hid the Duck. Villager/Ness/Lucas could blend in some stuff more, too young to be adventuring but otherwise alright. The FE characters were JUST generic enough that some blending could make them different. Mii Fighters...Did he account for them? Probably not...A check proved it to be definitely not. Mewtwo was out as well, he was a Legend. Bayonetta was probably unknown enough, but too flashy, he would need something capable of some blending in...He also wants something fast in case it goes south. VERY fast.
Roy as base seems solid enough-he looks the part of an adventurer. Mix in Shiek?...Hrm. Better mix palettes right...Perhaps the green ones? Forests were fairly common around here, could be useful for that...Yeah. That looked very smart. He looked reasonably standard for the adventureish type. Orange hair was pretty natural...
...Zetta wasn't so sure. He could never be cautious enough...At the very least, his transformations were silent. He peeked out over at Nihilo...
...He almost felt dumb. Nihilo was leaning up against the wall, yes, but a second look revealed so much more than the first. His eyes were closed, his posture relaxed, his rump rested upon a large stone block sticking out of the side, his arms hanged at his side; the guy was sleeping. He just had to be very quiet...
...
Tazz's form was ready! He ultimately decided that, given the battlefield's notorious deadliness and the fact he'd be nigh invulnerable by being a First Guardian, on top of the fact that he had to look somewhat weird, that he had nothing to lose in picking the most powerful characters: He used Smash 64 Pikachu as a base, with elements of Melee Falco, Brawl Meta Knight, and 4 Shiek mixed in. Very subtly. The result was still obviously a Pikachu, though the irises were yellow (Meta Knight), his tail was rather sharp (also Meta Knight), some of the hair near his forepaws was bristled into needle-like formations (Shiek's needles), and he had several powers that Pikachu didn't naturally have (Naturally, most of Meta Knight's and Falco's specials, as well as hammerspace for electric versions of Shiek's explosives). Of course, nothing and no-one on or near the battlefield was really normal; an odd Pikachu with more powers than usual would NEVER be questioned, which was the beauty of it all (well, that and the fact that he literally chose the top tier choices of all 4 smash games bar Melee Falco, who was still very high tier and was chosen due to reasons of synergy; Shine knockback went upwards for Thunder combos, Blaster could actually stun and was better for spacing therefore, ect).
Electric slashes at rapid fire was also just straight-up awesome in a way that just couldn't be denied.
Stepping out from the Aetherian Portal and to the chaos that was a war wherein nuclear bombs weren't even remotely dangerous (well, MOST nuclear bombs), Tazz's anonymous entry into the field was basically unnoticed, allowing him a good time to plan out how he'd go about killing whoever needed to be-oh. Oh my.
...Tazz wasn't entirely sure of the field's power right now, but there appeared to be quite a few nasty-looking Omnicidals? Ugh...Best start taking them out.
He looked at the flying Splodimus', then to the Avatar of Chaos. Both were problems of massive proportions, but letting Splodimus' live seemed to be in major error due to his terrain, while by statistics, the Avatar of Chaos wasn't as bad. Well, yet.
Tazz pointed one of his bristles at Splodimus, shaking it subtly to create small, electrically-charged needles of death, which were also lasers. It was dumb, but it was also glorious at the exact same time-NO ONE was gonna blame him for wanting to be this. He took aim and-
"Aaaaaah! It's a Pikaaaaaaaaaa!"
Tazz didn't even get to turn around before Roxxanne was crushing him with the force of like a dozen arms or something. OK, not crushing-she was actually quite delicate, but at the same time, he was still restrained and now wrapping around him. Tazz could effortlessly resist the Sueren Song, but REALLY disliked how much 'love' she was giving him, and doubted he could displease her without being eaten...Which would mean she'd get Smashform on top of everything else-oh alpha what was that tickling his feet?!
Tazz shot his eyes downwards, witnessing Roxxanne's ever-interesting belt of inch-tall hugging machines, now looking at him quite interested and tickling him with one hand. Dear alpha, they were adorable, OK, but they were really disturbing as well. Wasn't that one Dark Godcat, the one with the epitath of 'The Destructor?' He shuddered.
Tazz picked it up, a bare noise-a pop. Tazz looked to his left, noticing a new inch-tall entity, some kind of orange-haired Cute Witch (referring to the trope, not Tazz's personal tastes)? Uh, was that just from touching her?!
"Ah, you're shivering! You must be cold! :3 Mm, don't worry, I'mma hug you until you're warm-Ah!" Roxxanne said, as Tazz realized that, yeah, there weren't many methods of escape bar some forceful intentions, and thus, running. Fast. Tazz managed to scurry out of her grip as she tried to readjust, and now, he was just running.
...
Being a living suit of armor, Mrs. Soup was easy to find. Her ignoble end was apparently due to some prayer to the Green Sun (and Zetta did in fact recall how absolutely stupid the whole thing was; a religion on one stupid Sun? Jeez, Mrs. Soup could have actually helped him kill Tazz) being interrupted by a stalag...whatever falling on the back of her neck. Zetta didn't know what the one that came from ceilings was called specifically (a tite or a mite), but he was comparatively a genius to this idiot and her lack of spatial awareness.
Zetta decided that, on the off-chance she somehow survived for intending to murder First Guardians (a surefire narrative mistake), that he'd leave the corpse be. But she'd pay for her lack of common sense, and she would do so by having absolutely no gear bar having possible captcha codes. He took everything, without even bothering to really check what they were, other than a majority were swords. He then spat at Soup's feet before taking leave of the crypt, extremely careful to be as silent as possible in passing the unconscious Nihilo.
...
Roxxanne was kind of disappointed. She had just gone to Aetheria to get an AWESOME sandwich, and came back just to find the most cuddly (and biggest) Pikachu she ever saw ever, and she came and tried to cuddle it...But it didn't like her! Or maybe it just didn't like hugs. Hard to tell, but Pikachu were housepets notorious for liking to sit on people's laps, which made it quite odd to see one that didn't like hugs THAT much. She didn't bother running after it, though. She adored it but she was considerate.
Roxxanne didn't get people who didn't like hugs in general. Hugs made everything better! That's what Scyez said, and discounting the fact that Scyez had the intelligence of a bag of rocks, she was totally right, hugging was one of the best things ever. She missed Scyez. Scyez was the cutest thing ever and she loved to hug everything and everyone, especially her. But she was having a puppy and she didn't want anyone hurting her cute baby puppy so Roxxanne had to leave her alone.
No use moping about it-soon there'd be a big mommy Scyez and a cute puppy just like Scyez always wanted...Roxxanne was never sure what random Poke managed to impregnate Scyez in the first place, but hey, it happened and Scyez couldn't be happier, as fate seemed to conspire to make sure she'd never have her cute puppy that she always wanted. Or puppies.
...Hey, that was right. Scyez never saw Roxxanne as an archsue before. If she had any say in this, she probably wouldn't either; there was just something wrong about the idea.
...Hey, was that a new mini-her? Oh, oh yes it was. And it was hugging her. So kyuuuuuuute~
...
Splodimus suffers a critical heart attack, then a head explosion, due to an anticlimax, the fact that he was marked for some kind of spectacular death combo but was actually interrupted and it lead to nothing obliterating him mind and soul, worse than Bill Cipher. Being rendered completely ignorant, the subject of two-three lines of text at the end instead of some ultra-doom combobulation! How horrible for a boss-level entity like him to be ignored for stupid RP wherein nothing got done except for some looting! He is then crushed by a log of events for good measure.
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) that would allow her to notice and pick out noises she needed to hear-such as the nearby footsteps of a fellow sneak trying to hide nearby, making her effective range of hearing much larger than Bane's. Tenth, this was discounting her many, many ears, which oddly enough did NOT give her a massive weakness to sound-based offensive because she was just a cheating Archsue. Eleventh and last, despite all of the above semi-logical abilities and observations that gave Bane away, really, above all else it was because she was a cheating Archsue.
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