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IMPERATOR: 29/50 ================================================== (+1 from Tazz)
The Bodyguard: 33/50 ================================================== (+1 from Tazz, +2 from Twin, +2 from ninjatwist, +2 from Erelye)
+2 to Erelye
Bomber decides to use the metaphorical grab-bag that is Dimension 953 once more. Pulling out his Empowered Gargoyle Staff, he prepared to open a portal to the insane place. Twirling the staff around in his hands before him, the outline of a portal formed. Tapping the orb at the top of the staff in the center of the circular outline, the portal was complete, becoming a swirling vortex that lead to the other dimension.
He then decided to wait once more for something to come out. One minute passed...and soon became two... and then five. Bomber lit a cigar and sat down, staring at the portal. The portal stared back at him. About fifteen minutes in total had passed before something started to happen. Shouting began to sound from the portal. Alerted, Bomber stood up and put out his cigar, ready to face whatever emerged from the portal. The shouting got louder, and suddenly a yellow lumpy thing tumbled out of the portal. A few arrows flew out of the portal, presumably trying to hit the lumpy yellow thing. They did not meet their mark, landing in the earth with a twang. The portal closed with a pop.
Bomber, recalling prior experience, decided to not underestimate the lump. He approached it with caution, and then held it in his hands. The lump appeared to be a horribly disfigured lemon, larger than a fist. It appeared to be several lemons fused together. Several yellow tendrils extended out of various crevices and folds. Bomber caught himself staring at the thing too long and broke eye contact. The thing seemed to have an adverse effect on him. It felt as if it was... calling for him. Interested, Bomber decided to stare actively at the malformed lemon. He felt the world around him fade out. All that mattered was him and the lemon. He then heard a voice.
Ah... so you finally listen. Congratulations, you have made the first step to becoming my slave. Step two is giving up.
Bomber got a strong sense of dread, and began to steel himself mentally. The lemon let out a raspy noise that sounded like laughing.
You resist? All shall be our servants. When the time comes, this world... all worlds... shall be ours.
A little annoyed by the lemon, Bomber decided to reply.
Listen here. I do not intend to become your slave, nor anyone's. I serve myself, and follow my own machinations. You will NOT be gaining control, EVER.
The lemon laughed again.
How arrogant. Do not think you cannot be manipulated. I may not be the one to teach you this lesson.
Bomber decided to probe the lemon further, ignoring its statement.
What exactly are you, anyway?
I am considered a deity in that dimension. My followers worshiped me without question, and my grasp was soon to expand beyond that single realm. Until they attacked. The Walnut Oversoul and his followers attacked, driving me out of the dimension. I assume my followers have all been slaughtered.
That doesn't entirely answer my question.
It laughed again. You will learn soon enough. Dig ever deeper.
Bomber sighed, and then thought of something to do with the eldritch lemon. He hopes he knew what he was doing.
Alright, how about this. I put you on that battleship over there, the G.F. Hemomania, and you assault the minds of its crews. Shatter their reality, and all of that.
Do as you wish. There is no sharp distinction between the real and the unreal.
Shrugging, he broke his mental connection with the lemon abomination and prepared himself to teleport onto the ship. He appeared in the bridge, where the majority of the crew was. The lemon floated out of Bomber's hands, hovering in the air. Zombies and Endermen dressed in 'Godmodder's Friend' T-shirts made their move to welcome their new guests in a disgustingly friendly manner.
Suddenly, the lemon's tentacles burst forth. The crew panicked, trying to escape, but there was no hope. All the writhing tentacles chased down each and every crew member and violently thrust itself through their skulls. The tentacles began to directly tap into their brains, forcibly forming a mental connection with the entire crew.
Good, good. Give into your doubts. You are mere pawns to her.
The crew found themselves unable to gather the willpower to resist, mindlessly operating the ship to the lemon's desires. Various Zombies began mindlessly tearing control panels apart, shredding wires and dismantling the establishment. The Endermen accessed the main control panel, which had control over the ship's reactor. The thing had a safety limit that could be bypassed with a special code that only the Endermen knew. The lemon forced them to enter this code, driving them forward. They turned the reactor up to an unsafe level, making eventual meltdown inevitable. This ship was, essentially, going to explode. Bomber grabbed the lemon and teleported out of the ship.
Bomber prepared himself to teleport onto the ship. He appeared in the bridge, where the majority of the crew was. The lemon floated out of Bomber's hands, hovering in the air. Zombies and Endermen dressed in 'Godmodder's Friend' T-shirts made their move to welcome their new guests in a disgustingly friendly manner.
Wait a second, what?
Hahaha, did you think I would be satisfied doing this just once?
Bomber was extremely confused, but before he could react the lemon floated into the air once more. It forcibly gained control of the crew and had them damage the ship again. What was interesting is that, despite the deja vu, the ship was as damaged as it was before. This time, though, the crew seemed even less resistant than before. Saying that they were worse for wear was an understatement, too. Their physical forms were, well, degrading, from the mental assault. The Endermen set the reactor to unsafe levels once more, though the control panel seemed to inexplicably allow the reactor's energy level to turn higher than the knob went. Grabbing the lemon, Bomber teleported out of the ship.
He appeared in the bridge, where the majority of the crew was. The lemon floated out of Bomber's hands, hovering in the air. Zombies and Endermen dressed in 'Godmodder's Friend' T-shirts made their move to welcome their new gue-
Just what the hell are you doing?
I already told you, though you may not remember. I am not satisfied yet. So, I deleted your post twice to make it happen all over again.
Bomber sweat a little. Is... is that a thing you can just do?
The lemon did not reply. Instead, its tentacles burst forth once more, crashing into the ever-weak skulls of the entire crew. They all seemed to be horribly emaciated, barely able to move without being forced by the lemon. The ship's bridge was falling apart, and several warning sirens were going on to signify all the havoc the crew was causing around the ship. The Endermen approached the control panel, and turned the setting to its maximum: 1025 50. The reactor's maximum, for some reason, went higher than the power knob displayed. Weird.
Before releasing the crew one final time, the lemon released a final, maddening command.
Follow one simple order: Embrace your despair.
The lemon's tentacles receded from the brains of the crew, who immediately collapsed to the floor in the fetal position. Their life was meaningless, hope was lost. Bomber felt it was time to go, especially since the reactor would explode just about any second now. Bomber teleported far, far away from the ship.
From a distance, he turned to see that the rear of the G.F. Hemomania had smoke billowing out of it. A massive fire had engulfed much of the ship's reactor room and the rooms around it, becoming a great inferno. The reactor reached levels beyond critical, and suddenly exploded violently. The entire back half of the G.F. Hemomania was destroyed, shrapnel sent skyward and groundward and everywhere-else-ward.
Bomber looked down at the lemon, only to see that it was gone. He broke a sweat, only for a moment.
Cyclopean Eye && Gem of True Sight = Eye of True Sight (Level 7: 5/8)
The Null Talisman gives the wearer a chance to take reduced damage from spells and similar abilities. As with the Soul Booster, it can be given to another entity. Upon the entity's death the Null Talisman would return to Bomber's possession.
Bomber gave Salt the Null Talisman.
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I observe the G.F. Hemomania once more, eyeing it slightly more cautiously. This ship could likely annihilate a great deal. It must be annihilated, in turn. But, for now, I see a malformed lemon on the side of the Battlefield, just lying there. I curiously approach it, and pick it up.
You shall become my slave.
... What? I don't think this is the time.
You resist, as the last one did? Very well. You are forever cursed, as is the last one. May you both hear my statement. Birds are singing, flowers are blooming. On days like these, fools like you two should be burning in hell.
...
You will all be mine, soon enough.
Good luck with that. I'm going to build a portal, and call forth the Oversoul in ten minutes.
You do not understand the tr—what.
That's your head start, free of charge.
The lemon just sort of lies on the ground for a few more moments. When I blink, it disappears. Good. The lemon of horrors can listen. With that, I pull out Arachne's Webspinners, weaving webs in the air. Whilst I prepare the summoning portal, I contemplate the existence of the gods of Dimension 953.
"In the beginning, there was but one. A vast horror, whose influence stretched from the forests of Xerksvi to the towers of Alcordia. None knew of its existence, but all knew and felt its influence every day. It was a deformed horror, yellow in pigment, and dark in thought.
The Lemon.
The tendrils of this lemon were twisted, and extended far. Some called it the Prime Evil upon discovering of its existence. Others knew it as the Petty One, for it would choose smaller victories for evil over the annihilation of worlds. None could perceive its existence. On the dawn of the fourteenth millennium, all knew that a counter was required. A cosmic balance. And thus, the esteemed walnut sorcerer Ivan Aepheridion set out on an insurmountable journey, to establish the Balance.
Aepheridion worked carefully for fourteen blogarth to insure the basis to his theory of creation was indeed fact. Being met with success, he devised the ultimate walnut as a counter to The Lemon. He could not seem to manufacture the perfect walnut. Blogarth flew past like leaves in the wind, and still Ivan could not formulate the perfect walnut. As such, Aepheridion designed his master plan. He would fuse the souls of every single one of his walnut subjects, and create the Oversoul.
It took Aepheridion mere malgarth to set everything into motion. Soon enough, exactly nine thousand nine hundred eighty-four walnuts sat upon individual Fusion Spires in Ivan's laboratory, whilst the vile anusbeavers of Malpractia attempted to smash down the doors. Quickly, Aepheridion set the Detrivium Core into the Grindstone, and the process sparked to life. One-by-one, the walnuts rose two thousand five hundred feet into the top of Aepheridion's tower, where they were passed through the Probectinium Maximae, cementing their soul fusion, the thing serving as the portal through which the Oversoul would emerge. The furthest doors to Aepheridion's laboratory burst open, and Ivan swiftly leapt into the Elevator of Attenuation, barely managing to miss the angry mobs.
Ivan was trapped within the elevator for three hours as he ascended. When the doors slid open once more, he saw a beauteous sight; the Walnut Amalgam, nearly complete. The final walnut sailed upward, into the Probectinium. Aepheridion watched as it passed through. That tugarth, Aepheridion saw the birth of a god.
But not for long.
A young anusbeaver by the name of Henry Ordinum leapt atop Ivan, and mortally wounded him with a stick of cheese, before Aepheridion forced the young creature down the tower, where he fell to his death. His remains were later found and consecrated by Morvanian President ∀qɹɐɥɐɯ ˥ᴉuɔolu, along with Aepheridion.
As Ivan lay dying by the Oversoul he had sought to create, he uttered a curse so vile, so disparaging, so arcane, that the forces of plot themselves shamefully were evicted from Dimension 953, never to return. The Amalgam hovered over Aepheridion, and watched as he died. Despite his efforts, the Amalgam was no balancing force. He had missed on single calculation.
He would need to be added to the mixture.
With that, the Walnut Amalgam took Ivan Aepheridion's soul into its folds, and did ascend to become a god. The walnut souls together formed exactly eighteen human souls, along with Aepheridion's, making it nineteen. The Amalgam officially became the Absolute God of Intraimage, known as the Walnut Oversoul.
The Walnut Oversoul, initially intended to be a passive counter, to combat the active Lemon, was infused with the soul of Aepheridion, and thusly was quite active, seeking out all forces of the Lemon, and annihilating them. The Lemon, weak in comparison, fled to multiple other dimensions to escape the wrath of the Oversoul, but it always followed. Their eternal chase continues up until this very tugarth."
-- Excerpt from Howard Geraldus' Slarneth Infinities, a history text famed for its lack of bias in any way whatsoever.
I weave a glistening web into the air with Arachne's Webspinners, before putting them away. A swirling portal with defined edges warps into existence mere meters before it, and a massive walnut hurtles into the web. I am absolut-
Where is he?
What? You shouldn't be talking to me.
The Lemon. Where has he gone?
A953-∞±1 has fled, o A953-∞.
I am not "A953-∞". Call me the Walnut Oversoul, or Aepheridion, if you will.
Of course. Shall you perform your traditional one-upsmanship of the Lemon?
I believe so. Where has that accursed being left its mark?
The G.F. Hemomania.
The portal closes, and the Walnut Oversoul levitates into the air, its form immaculate, and its power unlimited. Suddenly, every walnut on this plane of existence begins to shudder, awaiting their master, lord, and savior. They all sail through space, time, and void to reach the Oversoul, accelerating far beyond the speed allocated to light. The walnuts gather before the G.F. Hemomania, forming a large sphere.
More and more walnuts collide with the sphere, adding to its mass. Suddenly, the sphere erupts into a monolithic orb of plasma. The walnuts are all compressed into a blue giant star. The Walnut Oversoul influences the lifespan of the star massively. Within moments, the thing begins to expand, more and more walnuts colliding with it, only adding to its mass. First, the thing becomes a blue-white supergiant, then begins to shudder, shrinking in size. Instants afterward, a supermassive black hole is birthed. It begins to fold into a beam, which is immediately fired into the G.F. Hemomania. When the thing is stabilized, and the dust begins to settle, I look up to the Oversoul expectantly.
My mark has been left. I shall go now.
Good luck.
Thank you.
The Walnut Oversoul shines with the light of nine thousand nine hundred eighty-five souls, before disappearing into the folds of this plane, back to Dimension 953, on his eternal chase. Alas.
CONJURER'S ARTIFICE: An eyepatch with two central lenses on it, each for a pupil of an eye, placed in a manner reminiscent of the dark lens of a pair of glasses once worn by a particular Thief of Light. One is composed of a thick aubergine crystal, and allows one to see the aura in the world around them. The other, a green lens, permits one to sight the intrinsic aura of living beings. This thing is literally not going to function at higher than fifty percent capacity unless you have polycoria.
I examine the Conjurer's Artifice many times over, scanning the crystalline lattices for errors. Finding none, I slide the thing onto my left eye. Lucky three pupils is a thing I can do. Hah. Now, I need not bother with Goggles of Revealing, or Kirlian Lens modified to suit those with a penchant for conjuration.
(+2 to Bomber)
Murmur of the Harvestman 6/50 /////////////////////////////////////////////////////.
Imperator 28/50 (+2 from Bomber) ////////////////////////////////////////////////////.
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My alchemies are just standing there, although no one has the strength to lift it, with worthiness stuff holding it down. Slowly, however the fear no anvil starts lifting into the air. It rises all the way up to the sky level and suddenly drops on top of salt. Salt is now hidden. You can no longer sea salt...
Warrior of chaos uses rivalry
Fear No Anvil: Level 10: Stop! It's hammertime! It's also time to drop it like its hot. All obligatory Snoop Dog references aside, this beast, made with a broken anacrhonism and the most pure of sacred metals, is the stuff of legends. This forging hammer is a mighty BEAST of a weapon, capable of controlling time and fire, sending all who are hit by it into an infernal timelock.
The Forge Stoker: Level 4
Holy Flame: Level 3
Peacetime: Level 3: A staff that gives off a calming vibe. It's powers grow with the level of peace around you, so as it stands its very weak. When it is strong, however, it can do great things.
Iron Forge Hammer: Level 2
Coldheart Hard Drive: Level 1: It's a hard drive that keeps itself very cool
Holy Flame OOO Water Bottle = Scalding Holy Water (Level 4: 0/5)
Potion of Hacking (Level 4: 0/5)
Inventory:
Scalding Holy Water (Generic anti-demon potion, and can also be used to damage normal enemies) X 1
Potion of Hacking X 1
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Crystal decides to do some more Dimension 953 shenanigans. He consults occult forces for a second, before sitting down and beginning to chant. A rip opens to Dimension 953, and a seemingly-ordinary pineapple floats out.
The pineapple abruptly begins to glow with a harsh octarine light, revealing itself to be a Pineapple Archmagus, feared (or mildly disliked) throughout Dimension 953. The glow intensifies, and - SUDDENLY, PINEAPPLES - a large part of Star’s Body, including the head, is suddenly replaced with pineapples. The pineapple archmagus revolves about its y-axis, and a stream of high-pressure pineapple juice appears from nowhere and squirts Star’s Body. It shifts around to point its crown at Star’s Body, and a massive pineapple falls on Star’s Body. It then performs a subtle manipulation of reality, and Star’s Body suddenly counts as a pineapple - it is immediately sliced into rings, canned in sugar syrup, and sold to UserZero. The pineapple archmagus then summons a massive quantity of bromelain, an enzyme mix present in pineapples, vastly empowers its potency, and dumps it on Star’s Body. The empowered bromelain fulfills its function as a protein-digesting mix of enzymes and digests Star’s Body into a soup. Finally, the pineapple archmagus summons a massive amount of pineapples and shoots them at Star’s Body like bullets, and just as fast as any bullet. It then returns through the portal to Dimension 953.
==Entities==
Salt will use Zee-Ztories on the Binary Slime. It will also meatshield/guard Creed.
My Action: I activate the EXOS Support Core. The core can +1 all GS players (or at least however many players it can actually +1) per round, hopefully leveling the playing field against the godmodders and their +3s. However, the Support Core must be intact to provide this bonus: attackers can easily destroy it to eliminate the bonus for a round, though EXOS can then send in another core. Bodyguarding this is crucial to prevent its destruction. If it manages to survive for 5 turns, it can call in allied drones.
EXOS Support Core: 5000/5000 HP. Assists GS players. Can be rebuilt if destroyed. Drone Strike: |||||
EXOS Action: I detect an anomaly in the Obsidian Stronghold's anti-Paradox system. Investigation finds that the Paradox containment is failing, and will break containment in approximately 3 turns if not fixed. Further digging up of technical stuff shows that it is missing the Reverse Wood in the containment field. Apparently UserZero got very annoyed after the reversing of Richard's powers, and stopped it from happening by destroying all Reverse Wood (which would actually end up creating all the Reverse Wood, if not for UserZero going berserk at that, casting the Curse of Stop Reversing My Verbs!, then doing the spell again). Reverse Wood was crucial to the anti-Paradox system because Reverse Wood reverses the nature of a paradox, turning it into something that can be easily contained. The containment system originally had a backup plan in the form of the helium-wood conversion bomb, but I used it in the attack on Richard. Now we need to find a secondary way to contain the paradoxes before it is too late.
(OOC: After 3 rounds, the Obsidian Stronghold will create 1 Paradox per round, this will continue until it is recontained (and no, all destroying it does is make it even worse))
I think it's time to attack Star's body. Using the orb of spacetime manipulation I speed the motion of all the electrons that make up every single atom of his body in this way the precarious and weak balance of forces that ensured that his body was standing fails and what once existed now It was walking around aimlessly in the air too sped electrons have caused an increase of electromagnetic forces that are present in every atom, what it resulta is the terrible atomic implosion caused by me, rapid implosion.
In case Star's body is already dead redirect this to Phantom walker.
My Action: I attempt to figure out how the Spellcraft Module I added to the alchemiter works. It appears to follow the format of ([focus]: [component1](&&/||)[component2](&&/||)[component3](&&/||)etc=[result]), and can potentially create powerful magic.
New Alchemies:
Amulet Of Endermancy: Ender Pearl && Dragon's Breath = Ender Acid Burst
Diamond Armor || Ender Pearl = Ender Armor 1/??
EXOS Action: I send drones everywhere in an attempt to find Reverse Wood to repair the anti-Paradox system before the server is destroyed.
Foundation Action: The Foundation realizes that even though godmodders are shown to rank up by killing higher-ranked targets, the first godmodders in each tier had no one to rank up from and should not exist (since the only way to gain a rank is to kill higher-ranking godmodders). They also figure that anyone who kills an Alpha-ranked godmodder (even a person who is otherwise not a godmodder) would enter the godmodding ladder, but that also comes with the realization that godmodders as a whole should not exist because there is no way for the first Alpha godmodders to exist because they would have to kill another, non-existant, Alpha godmodder to become an Alpha godmodder. If UserZero survives the logic bomb, they attempt to gain SOME sense of what happened by doing a VERY invasive mind-probe on UserZero to try to find out who she killed to gain her current rank.
Inventory:
Equipped:
Endermite Sword: a sword that can create endermites on contact, or even from swinging really hard. These endermites create a diversion on the field, and also can burrow inside the target to cause {SQUICK}.
Ender Explosives: A variant ender pearl that, instead of teleporting the user, teleports explosives (from a cache established in the End) to the target. Functionally acts as a contact grenade.
Ender Hook: A unique device that looks similar to a grappling hook pistol. When fired, it shoots out an ender pearl with a hook on the end that impales into the target. The user can then press a button to either recover the projectile, or teleport to its location.
Endermite Pearl: An ender pearl augmented to call into existance a swarm of endermites from the End dimensions. The endermites attack anything nearby, potentially including the thrower. Inventory:
Ender Sword: A sword made out a combination of diamonds and ender pearls. It occasionally teleports the user around the enemy being attacked to hit it from multiple angles.
Amulet of Endermancy: A unique amulet that can channel endermancy powers, and can also gain Godmodding energy by damaging godmodders. This energy provides minor bonuses to help fight godmodders. Godmodder Health Absorbed: 8
Under Development:
Ender Armor: An armor made up of a combination of diamonds and ender pearls, that ends up with a distinctive purple appearance. It is somewhat weaker than normal armor against direct attacks, but its energy can be channeled to semi-randomly teleport the user.
Ender Acid Burst (spellcraft): Calls into existence a vicious acid at the target location. This acid operates by slowly teleporting away the layers of almost any substance it is near, with few substances being able to resist the effect. The acid lingers for a while before departing.
OOC: I forgot the levels on all these, so if you know what the levels are on these it would be appreciated.
OK, I'd lament more at my inability to update consistently, but I think you guys might actually be sick of that at this point-though rest assured, I still am annoyed at these constant diversions as much as you are. Add another +1 to all of your charges, because I have a VERY important series of things I must get done today that will require my full attention. On the flipside, I'm almost positively assured that I'll be open for Monday, so the update is almost definitely going to be then.
Sorodin's Soul realizes he's missed a day on his advent calendar due to waiting for an update, and promptly opens both day 5 and day 6 of the advent calendar. Out fly... a flying sharpie, and a flying notepad. The notepad floats over to Sorodin's Soul, and the sharpie uncaps, writing something on the notepad. Sorodin's Soul smiles mischeivously, knowing what the plan is. Pulling out his newly forged Space-Time Manipulator, Sorodin freezes time for everyone but himself, the sharpie, and the notepad. The sharpie flits around, over to the Friendly Creeper and his airships, and uncaps himself. Moving at unrealistic speeds, it crosses out all the G's on the Creepers, Enderman, Zombies, and even the airship itself. It then goes on a return trip, drawing lowercase g's where the uppercase ones used to be in the hated comic sans font, because it's a very annoying flying sharpie. The T-Shirts all look something like this now: "Ggoddmodder's friend". When time unfreezes, the Friendly Creeper and the fanclub mobs all look at their shirts and realize- by The Great God Above- they aren't UserZero's, the Godmodder's, friends, but they are Richard's, the godmodder's (with a LOWERCASE g), friend! They all promptly turn AZ. As the floating sharpie comes to Sorodin's Soul, he swears he can ear it laugh mischievously. As a parting gift, the sharpie takes Sorodin's T-Shirt that he got from surviving a whole bunch of damage, and writes Ggodmodder's friend on it- not fully in comic sans because the sharpie felt like writing in a different font for once, and then warps away to who-knows-where.
IMPERATOR: 31/50 ================================================== (+1 from Tazz)
The Bodyguard: 37/50 ================================================== (+2 from Erelye, +1 from Tazz)
+2 to Erelye
With the G.F. Hemomania severely damaged from both the lemon (and a surprise appearance by its archenemy, the Walnut Oversoul), Bomber decided it was time to send the burning ship to the ground. He readied the Empowered Gargoyle Staff, pointing it toward the sky.
The orb on the end of the staff shifted to a dark purple color. Gravitational energies began to gather, flowing into the sphere. The G.F. Hemomania made a groaning noise as forces began to pull on it. Loose plates and metal beams were ripped from the ship and pulled to the ground forcefully. Slowly, the G.F. Hemomania began to descend toward the ground.
Energy continued to gather in the staff, increasing its pull on the G.F. Hemomania. Some of the damaged parts of the ship broke off and hurtled to the ground before the ship itself. The ship continued its descent from the skies at a greater speed.
The ship began to buckle under the force. The sheer amount of gravity enacting on the ship was becoming too much for it handle. With the reactor completely destroyed, there was no way it would be able to generate enough thrust to prevent itself from crashing into the ground.
The Gargoyle Staff suddenly shone a brilliant violet. A beam of gravitational energy burst forth from the tip of the staff and blasted the G.F. Hemomania. The ship immediately crashed into the ground violently. Debris was sent in multiple directions, and a large crater of earth was formed. The G.F. Hemomania is in severe disrepair, and is currently Grounded!
Cyclopean Eye && Gem of True Sight = Eye of True Sight (Level 7: 6/8)
Steel Mace && Solarium Ingot || XIX - The Sun = The Good Morningstar (2/?)
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A theoretical monster 16/16 (+1 from Tazz): A ball of fire appears, something suprisingly standard issue given recent happenings, I grows to massive size before suddenly collapsing into a small black sphere. The sphere unfolds into the shape of a small bird shortly after.
New entity; Lesser Voidphoenix; Evasive, Gravity Field inflicts extra damage to heavier targets
Action:
Taking advantage of the Heavy Class Commandment's Assassin mode, I ambush and backstab Star's Body.
MZ: How long will you be able to keep changing styles?
Entities:
Lesser Voidphoenix:: Pelting friendly creeper with tiny singularities.
Inventory:
Heavy Class Commandment [Level 9]
Grimoire for the Summoning of Fantastic Beasts [Level 3]
Winged Hunter Cosplay [Level 1]
Dragon Hunter Cosplay [Level 1]
Heart Gauge [0 Collected]
Explosive Gryphon Plush [Level 1] (Probably used up?)
Charges:
Lacrima 11/20: (+1 from Talist, + 1 from Tazz) There's something to be said about a power that lifts all it's restrictions and costs for so little. Touching a ghost’s anchor, being in the City or a realm of the dead, or when your target is a ghost. But the best reason is that those same restrictions are lifted in times of true desperation, when failure would lead to ruin or death, or when protecting something you truly care about.
6/50 The being that is itself time...go on, guess!
+2 Pit
Ludovico Technique && Laser: Red Ring O' Death5/10
Blank Card II Magic Ink: Blank Spell card 1/??
From everyone's favorite indie shooter series, the Spell card is an instrument used to unleash massive waves of energy bullets in patterns that are both deadly and beautiful. Of course, this is a blank Spell card, so someone needs to create/steal a pattern to use before they do anything.
Attack: Our name is Legion, for we are many
My body is mine, literally mine and no one else's.
"You've had your fun, now it's time to go."
I charge my body. My avatar closes in and enters a portal. It exits a portal directly behind my body. And in front of my body. And to the left and right of my body. And above my body. And in a circle around my body.
One entry portal, many exit portals.
They all speak as one:
"You are mine."
The sound of glass shattering rings through the battlefield. The illusion breaks, as my hand buries in the brain of my body.
My avatar fades away, and my body's eyes close and reopen.
"Well, that was an adventure.
What, you expect my body without my soul to be able to figure out an illusion? Nah.
Give me a minute."
I stretch out, and begin to heave over and over again. I cough up tons of dangerous magical artifacts that all fall into a portal and out of this universe.
The big eyes that I command attack the G.F. Alpha-Omega.
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No matter who wins, this can't end well...people like you should be burning in...you know, that place.
I change Heavy Class Commandment's to Caster mode, the blade returns to it's original shape, but becomes reflective, and the entire sword gains elaborate sun-themed markings. G.F. Alpha-Omega's Cannons are about to learn about this forms properties, as I suddenly jump high enough to swing it at them.
MZ: Willing to guess what this one does?
Entity orders:
Lesser Voidphoenix: Has gotten bored of pelting friendly creeper with tiny singularities by now.
Inventory:
Nemean Jacket [Level 10]
Heavy Class Commandment [Level 9]
Grimoire for the Summoning of Fantastic Beasts [Level 3]
Winged Hunter Cosplay [Level 1]
Dragon Hunter Cosplay [Level 1]
Heart Gauge [0 Collected]
Explosive Gryphon Plush [Level 1] (Probably used up?)
Charges:
Lacrima 12/25: There's something to be said about a power that lifts all it's restrictions and costs for so little. Touching a ghost’s anchor, being in the City or a realm of the dead, or when your target is a ghost. But the best reason is that those same restrictions are lifted in times of true desperation, when failure would lead to ruin or death, or when protecting something you truly care about.
New Charge 1/15: Something is happening somewhere!
Well, your delayed update was actually convenient for me! I was sick with a cold yesterday, and couldn't post. I was pretty worried that I couldn't get another action in!
Action 2/2
Guitar Solo: 27/40
Shock Trooper: 7/50
(+2 from both updates)
Reclaimed Reanimator [Lvl.2?] 2/3
Thunder Axe [Lvl.3?] 2/4
Anyways, to go on the offensive and at least get some damage in, I begin to attack UserZero with the power of TOILET HUMOR! I proceed to [DATA EXPUNGED], then I [DATA EXPUNGED]! I then know that my (admittedly) gross actions are going to get [EXPUNGED], so I just whack UserZero upside the head with the "[DATA EXPUNGED]" censor box instead.
The Bad news is that, due to unforseen complications, I can't reasonably update today. Almost CERTAINLY Tuesday-the only way I wouldn't be able to update is something that would probably keep me away from the computer for a long time.
The Good news is today marks the End of Year 3 of Destroy the Godmodder! Funny, how roughly this time, 3 years back, the 1st DTG came up, fresh from TT2K, and then Zero Hour in DTG2...Techncially, this would be Zero Hour. How fitting. The sad bit is I dont' have any fanciful art to mark the occasion like Twin might make.
As a result of this-THe 3rd year anniversary-I'm giving you guys a UNIVERSAL buff that I had intended to give this turn as a SURPRISE! You are now eligable for the following DTG gamer benefits, PERMANENTLY!
-Plus one extra charge slot (meaning there’s now 3)
-Plus one extra alchemy slot (meaning there’s now 3)
-The ability to assist to plus 3 instead of plus 2. (meaning there’s now 3 assists you can give out).
-Plus three to all charges IMMEDIATELY.
-Free of charge, the 1/1 Modifier to the Alchemiter! Just use /\/ for the Alchemy notation and you'll get a roughly similar alchemy to the first! THe new alchemy will be leveled equally to the old one and require just as much charge time to get, but will have a contrasting set of properties (so a time sword being 1/1'd could become a space sword instead, for instance.)
-The pride in knowing that DTG can, in fact, count to 3 even though we don’t explicitly have a DTG3.
-Probably a ton of Illuminati Confirmed jokes given all the 3s, or Half-life 3 jokes.
Here’s to hoping you’re having a good week for it! The next update IS tuseday barring cataclysmic problems, and hopefully it’ll be extra-early!
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Location:
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Minecraft:
User_Zero
Xbox:
Battlefury13
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Member Details
[insert half-life 3 joke]
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Posts may contain high amounts of stupid.
. And you know what the best part of all this is? You'll DO it. And then you'll lose to me again. And again. And again!!! Because you want a "happy ending." Because you "love your friends." Because you "never give up." Isn't that delicious? Your "determination." The power that let you get this far... It's gonna be your downfall!
"THIS IS EQUAL PARTS FUNNY AND SAD."
"STOP LAUGHING AND KILL THE BUNNY!"
"YOU'RE GETTING QUOTED ON THAT ONE, CALLING IT NOW. WHY ARE YOU LOSING IT OVER ONE ENEMY ANYWAY?"
"I DON'T KNOW! THERE'S A BLANK SCREEN WHENEVER I PERFORM A MEMORY SEARCH! NOTHING SHOWS UP!"
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comic. 28/50 (+4 from various)
Imperator 28/50
Spear && Water Titan Essence = Titanwash Spear 7/11
Normal Essence of Temmie && Armor = Temmie Armor 9/11
14,000/30,000 XP Lv. 1 (+1 HP total)
+2 Ire
I casually throw the stick that damaged User0 into the Chua Spellslinger, or the G.F. Hemomania if need be.
Cat drawn by me. Accepting requests, depending on a lot of things. DTG Atsume: http://www.imgur.com/a/tij95
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'10-'5-'3-'3 1'-[7']-'3 '10-8'-{'3}-['10]-4'-7'
'10-{'3}-'3-'3-'6-8'-4' {'3}-11'-2'-'9-7'
Spam restoration: http://www.minecraftforum.net/forums/forums/forum-discussion-info/2195940-posts-threads-deleted-because-of-spam-filter-place
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IMPERATOR: 29/50 ================================================== (+1 from Tazz)
The Bodyguard: 33/50 ================================================== (+1 from Tazz, +2 from Twin, +2 from ninjatwist, +2 from Erelye)
+2 to Erelye
Bomber decides to use the metaphorical grab-bag that is Dimension 953 once more. Pulling out his Empowered Gargoyle Staff, he prepared to open a portal to the insane place. Twirling the staff around in his hands before him, the outline of a portal formed. Tapping the orb at the top of the staff in the center of the circular outline, the portal was complete, becoming a swirling vortex that lead to the other dimension.
He then decided to wait once more for something to come out. One minute passed...and soon became two... and then five. Bomber lit a cigar and sat down, staring at the portal. The portal stared back at him. About fifteen minutes in total had passed before something started to happen. Shouting began to sound from the portal. Alerted, Bomber stood up and put out his cigar, ready to face whatever emerged from the portal. The shouting got louder, and suddenly a yellow lumpy thing tumbled out of the portal. A few arrows flew out of the portal, presumably trying to hit the lumpy yellow thing. They did not meet their mark, landing in the earth with a twang. The portal closed with a pop.
Bomber, recalling prior experience, decided to not underestimate the lump. He approached it with caution, and then held it in his hands. The lump appeared to be a horribly disfigured lemon, larger than a fist. It appeared to be several lemons fused together. Several yellow tendrils extended out of various crevices and folds. Bomber caught himself staring at the thing too long and broke eye contact. The thing seemed to have an adverse effect on him. It felt as if it was... calling for him. Interested, Bomber decided to stare actively at the malformed lemon. He felt the world around him fade out. All that mattered was him and the lemon. He then heard a voice.
Ah... so you finally listen. Congratulations, you have made the first step to becoming my slave. Step two is giving up.
Bomber got a strong sense of dread, and began to steel himself mentally. The lemon let out a raspy noise that sounded like laughing.
You resist? All shall be our servants. When the time comes, this world... all worlds... shall be ours.
A little annoyed by the lemon, Bomber decided to reply.
Listen here. I do not intend to become your slave, nor anyone's. I serve myself, and follow my own machinations. You will NOT be gaining control, EVER.
The lemon laughed again.
How arrogant. Do not think you cannot be manipulated. I may not be the one to teach you this lesson.
Bomber decided to probe the lemon further, ignoring its statement.
What exactly are you, anyway?
I am considered a deity in that dimension. My followers worshiped me without question, and my grasp was soon to expand beyond that single realm. Until they attacked. The Walnut Oversoul and his followers attacked, driving me out of the dimension. I assume my followers have all been slaughtered.
That doesn't entirely answer my question.
It laughed again. You will learn soon enough. Dig ever deeper.
Bomber sighed, and then thought of something to do with the eldritch lemon. He hopes he knew what he was doing.
Alright, how about this. I put you on that battleship over there, the G.F. Hemomania, and you assault the minds of its crews. Shatter their reality, and all of that.
Do as you wish. There is no sharp distinction between the real and the unreal.
Shrugging, he broke his mental connection with the lemon abomination and prepared himself to teleport onto the ship. He appeared in the bridge, where the majority of the crew was. The lemon floated out of Bomber's hands, hovering in the air. Zombies and Endermen dressed in 'Godmodder's Friend' T-shirts made their move to welcome their new guests in a disgustingly friendly manner.
Suddenly, the lemon's tentacles burst forth. The crew panicked, trying to escape, but there was no hope. All the writhing tentacles chased down each and every crew member and violently thrust itself through their skulls. The tentacles began to directly tap into their brains, forcibly forming a mental connection with the entire crew.
Good, good. Give into your doubts. You are mere pawns to her.
The crew found themselves unable to gather the willpower to resist, mindlessly operating the ship to the lemon's desires. Various Zombies began mindlessly tearing control panels apart, shredding wires and dismantling the establishment. The Endermen accessed the main control panel, which had control over the ship's reactor. The thing had a safety limit that could be bypassed with a special code that only the Endermen knew. The lemon forced them to enter this code, driving them forward. They turned the reactor up to an unsafe level, making eventual meltdown inevitable. This ship was, essentially, going to explode. Bomber grabbed the lemon and teleported out of the ship.
Bomber prepared himself to teleport onto the ship. He appeared in the bridge, where the majority of the crew was. The lemon floated out of Bomber's hands, hovering in the air. Zombies and Endermen dressed in 'Godmodder's Friend' T-shirts made their move to welcome their new guests in a disgustingly friendly manner.
Wait a second, what?
Hahaha, did you think I would be satisfied doing this just once?
Bomber was extremely confused, but before he could react the lemon floated into the air once more. It forcibly gained control of the crew and had them damage the ship again. What was interesting is that, despite the deja vu, the ship was as damaged as it was before. This time, though, the crew seemed even less resistant than before. Saying that they were worse for wear was an understatement, too. Their physical forms were, well, degrading, from the mental assault. The Endermen set the reactor to unsafe levels once more, though the control panel seemed to inexplicably allow the reactor's energy level to turn higher than the knob went. Grabbing the lemon, Bomber teleported out of the ship.
He appeared in the bridge, where the majority of the crew was. The lemon floated out of Bomber's hands, hovering in the air. Zombies and Endermen dressed in 'Godmodder's Friend' T-shirts made their move to welcome their new gue-
Just what the hell are you doing?
I already told you, though you may not remember. I am not satisfied yet. So, I deleted your post twice to make it happen all over again.
Bomber sweat a little. Is... is that a thing you can just do?
The lemon did not reply. Instead, its tentacles burst forth once more, crashing into the ever-weak skulls of the entire crew. They all seemed to be horribly emaciated, barely able to move without being forced by the lemon. The ship's bridge was falling apart, and several warning sirens were going on to signify all the havoc the crew was causing around the ship. The Endermen approached the control panel, and turned the setting to its maximum:
102550. The reactor's maximum, for some reason, went higher than the power knob displayed. Weird.Before releasing the crew one final time, the lemon released a final, maddening command.
Follow one simple order: Embrace your despair.
The lemon's tentacles receded from the brains of the crew, who immediately collapsed to the floor in the fetal position. Their life was meaningless, hope was lost. Bomber felt it was time to go, especially since the reactor would explode just about any second now. Bomber teleported far, far away from the ship.
From a distance, he turned to see that the rear of the G.F. Hemomania had smoke billowing out of it. A massive fire had engulfed much of the ship's reactor room and the rooms around it, becoming a great inferno. The reactor reached levels beyond critical, and suddenly exploded violently. The entire back half of the G.F. Hemomania was destroyed, shrapnel sent skyward and groundward and everywhere-else-ward.
Bomber looked down at the lemon, only to see that it was gone. He broke a sweat, only for a moment.
Cyclopean Eye && Gem of True Sight = Eye of True Sight (Level 7: 5/8)
Circlet && Mantle of Intelligence = Null Talisman (Level 5: 6/6)
Alchemy Complete!
The Null Talisman gives the wearer a chance to take reduced damage from spells and similar abilities. As with the Soul Booster, it can be given to another entity. Upon the entity's death the Null Talisman would return to Bomber's possession.
Bomber gave Salt the Null Talisman.
Steel Mace && Solarium Ingot || XIX - The Sun = The Good Morningstar (1/?)
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IKL OJEY BEM VCRVMPB DKGSB XXHGACA
JWJVAWA TQDN GZ UXL XTOX BEMAT FPIOA
I observe the G.F. Hemomania once more, eyeing it slightly more cautiously. This ship could likely annihilate a great deal. It must be annihilated, in turn. But, for now, I see a malformed lemon on the side of the Battlefield, just lying there. I curiously approach it, and pick it up.
You shall become my slave.
... What? I don't think this is the time.
You resist, as the last one did? Very well. You are forever cursed, as is the last one. May you both hear my statement. Birds are singing, flowers are blooming. On days like these, fools like you two should be burning in hell.
...
You will all be mine, soon enough.
Good luck with that. I'm going to build a portal, and call forth the Oversoul in ten minutes.
You do not understand the tr—what.
That's your head start, free of charge.
The lemon just sort of lies on the ground for a few more moments. When I blink, it disappears. Good. The lemon of horrors can listen. With that, I pull out Arachne's Webspinners, weaving webs in the air. Whilst I prepare the summoning portal, I contemplate the existence of the gods of Dimension 953.
"In the beginning, there was but one. A vast horror, whose influence stretched from the forests of Xerksvi to the towers of Alcordia. None knew of its existence, but all knew and felt its influence every day. It was a deformed horror, yellow in pigment, and dark in thought.
The Lemon.
The tendrils of this lemon were twisted, and extended far. Some called it the Prime Evil upon discovering of its existence. Others knew it as the Petty One, for it would choose smaller victories for evil over the annihilation of worlds. None could perceive its existence. On the dawn of the fourteenth millennium, all knew that a counter was required. A cosmic balance. And thus, the esteemed walnut sorcerer Ivan Aepheridion set out on an insurmountable journey, to establish the Balance.
Aepheridion worked carefully for fourteen blogarth to insure the basis to his theory of creation was indeed fact. Being met with success, he devised the ultimate walnut as a counter to The Lemon. He could not seem to manufacture the perfect walnut. Blogarth flew past like leaves in the wind, and still Ivan could not formulate the perfect walnut. As such, Aepheridion designed his master plan. He would fuse the souls of every single one of his walnut subjects, and create the Oversoul.
It took Aepheridion mere malgarth to set everything into motion. Soon enough, exactly nine thousand nine hundred eighty-four walnuts sat upon individual Fusion Spires in Ivan's laboratory, whilst the vile anusbeavers of Malpractia attempted to smash down the doors. Quickly, Aepheridion set the Detrivium Core into the Grindstone, and the process sparked to life. One-by-one, the walnuts rose two thousand five hundred feet into the top of Aepheridion's tower, where they were passed through the Probectinium Maximae, cementing their soul fusion, the thing serving as the portal through which the Oversoul would emerge. The furthest doors to Aepheridion's laboratory burst open, and Ivan swiftly leapt into the Elevator of Attenuation, barely managing to miss the angry mobs.
Ivan was trapped within the elevator for three hours as he ascended. When the doors slid open once more, he saw a beauteous sight; the Walnut Amalgam, nearly complete. The final walnut sailed upward, into the Probectinium. Aepheridion watched as it passed through. That tugarth, Aepheridion saw the birth of a god.
But not for long.
A young anusbeaver by the name of Henry Ordinum leapt atop Ivan, and mortally wounded him with a stick of cheese, before Aepheridion forced the young creature down the tower, where he fell to his death. His remains were later found and consecrated by Morvanian President ∀qɹɐɥɐɯ ˥ᴉuɔolu, along with Aepheridion.
As Ivan lay dying by the Oversoul he had sought to create, he uttered a curse so vile, so disparaging, so arcane, that the forces of plot themselves shamefully were evicted from Dimension 953, never to return. The Amalgam hovered over Aepheridion, and watched as he died. Despite his efforts, the Amalgam was no balancing force. He had missed on single calculation.
He would need to be added to the mixture.
With that, the Walnut Amalgam took Ivan Aepheridion's soul into its folds, and did ascend to become a god. The walnut souls together formed exactly eighteen human souls, along with Aepheridion's, making it nineteen. The Amalgam officially became the Absolute God of Intraimage, known as the Walnut Oversoul.
The Walnut Oversoul, initially intended to be a passive counter, to combat the active Lemon, was infused with the soul of Aepheridion, and thusly was quite active, seeking out all forces of the Lemon, and annihilating them. The Lemon, weak in comparison, fled to multiple other dimensions to escape the wrath of the Oversoul, but it always followed. Their eternal chase continues up until this very tugarth."
-- Excerpt from Howard Geraldus' Slarneth Infinities, a history text famed for its lack of bias in any way whatsoever.
I weave a glistening web into the air with Arachne's Webspinners, before putting them away. A swirling portal with defined edges warps into existence mere meters before it, and a massive walnut hurtles into the web. I am absolut-
Where is he?
What? You shouldn't be talking to me.
The Lemon. Where has he gone?
A953-∞±1 has fled, o A953-∞.
I am not "A953-∞". Call me the Walnut Oversoul, or Aepheridion, if you will.
Of course. Shall you perform your traditional one-upsmanship of the Lemon?
I believe so. Where has that accursed being left its mark?
The G.F. Hemomania.
The portal closes, and the Walnut Oversoul levitates into the air, its form immaculate, and its power unlimited. Suddenly, every walnut on this plane of existence begins to shudder, awaiting their master, lord, and savior. They all sail through space, time, and void to reach the Oversoul, accelerating far beyond the speed allocated to light. The walnuts gather before the G.F. Hemomania, forming a large sphere.
More and more walnuts collide with the sphere, adding to its mass. Suddenly, the sphere erupts into a monolithic orb of plasma. The walnuts are all compressed into a blue giant star. The Walnut Oversoul influences the lifespan of the star massively. Within moments, the thing begins to expand, more and more walnuts colliding with it, only adding to its mass. First, the thing becomes a blue-white supergiant, then begins to shudder, shrinking in size. Instants afterward, a supermassive black hole is birthed. It begins to fold into a beam, which is immediately fired into the G.F. Hemomania. When the thing is stabilized, and the dust begins to settle, I look up to the Oversoul expectantly.
My mark has been left. I shall go now.
Good luck.
Thank you.
The Walnut Oversoul shines with the light of nine thousand nine hundred eighty-five souls, before disappearing into the folds of this plane, back to Dimension 953, on his eternal chase. Alas.
Elemental Crusher && Sacrificial Knife && Concentrated Blood Essence = The Bloodletter (2/???)
Eyepatch || Evocation Lens && Crystalline Auram Essentia = Conjurer's Artifice (8/8!)
NEW: Voidmetal Shovel && Necromantic Rune && Quicksilver Core = Mercurial Gravedigger (1/???)
CONJURER'S ARTIFICE: An eyepatch with two central lenses on it, each for a pupil of an eye, placed in a manner reminiscent of the dark lens of a pair of glasses once worn by a particular Thief of Light. One is composed of a thick aubergine crystal, and allows one to see the aura in the world around them. The other, a green lens, permits one to sight the intrinsic aura of living beings. This thing is literally not going to function at higher than fifty percent capacity unless you have polycoria.
I examine the Conjurer's Artifice many times over, scanning the crystalline lattices for errors. Finding none, I slide the thing onto my left eye. Lucky three pupils is a thing I can do. Hah. Now, I need not bother with Goggles of Revealing, or Kirlian Lens modified to suit those with a penchant for conjuration.
(+2 to Bomber)
Murmur of the Harvestman 6/50 /////////////////////////////////////////////////////.
Imperator 28/50 (+2 from Bomber) ////////////////////////////////////////////////////.
Alchemies
Empty Interlocking Cubic Module && Quantum Solar Panel = Cubic Solar Panel Module (9/9)
Empty Interlocking Cubic Module && Eight MFSUs = Cubic Battery Module (9/9)
Cubic Solar Panel Module: Generates the same amount of EU as a single Quantum Solar Panel, except in a 5cm cubic module!
Cubic Battery Module: Stores 320 million EU in a 5cm cubic module!
Glowstone > Fine = ??? (1/?)
(.50 BMG Armor Piercing Bullet1 || SCP-010-52) && Entity Focus3 = SCP-4229-DTG (Cartridge of Control) (1/?)
1. An armor-piercing bullet.
2. One of the functional collars of SCP-010.
3. Similar to the Player Focus and Minecraft Focus. This one will focus the bullet to allowing me to mind control entities hit by it.
Charges
Project M08-➊ (42/50) (+2 from Fseftr, +1 from Tazz)
Project M09-The Logician (4/50) (+1 from Tazz)
+2 to Fseftr
Action
I have no time for a long attack right now, so I just backstab the Third Spambot with the Quartz Rose.
Actually a leveling system since I did not know it had to be a fifty post charge 38/50 +2 from nulitor
The Hidden Rogue 1/50
+2 to nulitor
Essence of Darkness && Essence of Poison = Corrupted Orb (Level ?: 1/?)
The Forge Stoker && Peacetime = Justice Ablaze (Level 8: 6/9)
My alchemies are just standing there, although no one has the strength to lift it, with worthiness stuff holding it down. Slowly, however the fear no anvil starts lifting into the air. It rises all the way up to the sky level and suddenly drops on top of salt. Salt is now hidden. You can no longer sea salt...
Warrior of chaos uses rivalry
Fear No Anvil: Level 10: Stop! It's hammertime! It's also time to drop it like its hot. All obligatory Snoop Dog references aside, this beast, made with a broken anacrhonism and the most pure of sacred metals, is the stuff of legends. This forging hammer is a mighty BEAST of a weapon, capable of controlling time and fire, sending all who are hit by it into an infernal timelock.
The Forge Stoker: Level 4
Holy Flame: Level 3
Peacetime: Level 3: A staff that gives off a calming vibe. It's powers grow with the level of peace around you, so as it stands its very weak. When it is strong, however, it can do great things.
Iron Forge Hammer: Level 2
Coldheart Hard Drive: Level 1: It's a hard drive that keeps itself very cool
Holy Flame OOO Water Bottle = Scalding Holy Water (Level 4: 0/5)
Potion of Hacking (Level 4: 0/5)
Inventory:
Scalding Holy Water (Generic anti-demon potion, and can also be used to damage normal enemies) X 1
Potion of Hacking X 1
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==Turn 1==
Imperator 29/50 (+1 from Tazz.)
Ante Up 16/50 (+4 from Bomber, +2 from Toast, +1 from Tazz.)
+2 to Erelye.
Flowmetal && Wand = Flowmetal Wand 8/11
Ebbmetal && Sword = Ebbmetal Sword 8/11
==Action==
Crystal decides to do some more Dimension 953 shenanigans. He consults occult forces for a second, before sitting down and beginning to chant. A rip opens to Dimension 953, and a seemingly-ordinary pineapple floats out.
The pineapple abruptly begins to glow with a harsh octarine light, revealing itself to be a Pineapple Archmagus, feared (or mildly disliked) throughout Dimension 953. The glow intensifies, and - SUDDENLY, PINEAPPLES - a large part of Star’s Body, including the head, is suddenly replaced with pineapples. The pineapple archmagus revolves about its y-axis, and a stream of high-pressure pineapple juice appears from nowhere and squirts Star’s Body. It shifts around to point its crown at Star’s Body, and a massive pineapple falls on Star’s Body. It then performs a subtle manipulation of reality, and Star’s Body suddenly counts as a pineapple - it is immediately sliced into rings, canned in sugar syrup, and sold to UserZero. The pineapple archmagus then summons a massive quantity of bromelain, an enzyme mix present in pineapples, vastly empowers its potency, and dumps it on Star’s Body. The empowered bromelain fulfills its function as a protein-digesting mix of enzymes and digests Star’s Body into a soup. Finally, the pineapple archmagus summons a massive amount of pineapples and shoots them at Star’s Body like bullets, and just as fast as any bullet. It then returns through the portal to Dimension 953.
==Entities==
Salt will use Zee-Ztories on the Binary Slime. It will also meatshield/guard Creed.
0rigin Point.
Avatar by TwinBuilder.
20/20 EXOS Assist
9/10 Spellcraft Module
My Action: I activate the EXOS Support Core. The core can +1 all GS players (or at least however many players it can actually +1) per round, hopefully leveling the playing field against the godmodders and their +3s. However, the Support Core must be intact to provide this bonus: attackers can easily destroy it to eliminate the bonus for a round, though EXOS can then send in another core. Bodyguarding this is crucial to prevent its destruction. If it manages to survive for 5 turns, it can call in allied drones.
EXOS Support Core: 5000/5000 HP. Assists GS players. Can be rebuilt if destroyed. Drone Strike: |||||
EXOS Action: I detect an anomaly in the Obsidian Stronghold's anti-Paradox system. Investigation finds that the Paradox containment is failing, and will break containment in approximately 3 turns if not fixed. Further digging up of technical stuff shows that it is missing the Reverse Wood in the containment field. Apparently UserZero got very annoyed after the reversing of Richard's powers, and stopped it from happening by destroying all Reverse Wood (which would actually end up creating all the Reverse Wood, if not for UserZero going berserk at that, casting the Curse of Stop Reversing My Verbs!, then doing the spell again). Reverse Wood was crucial to the anti-Paradox system because Reverse Wood reverses the nature of a paradox, turning it into something that can be easily contained. The containment system originally had a backup plan in the form of the helium-wood conversion bomb, but I used it in the attack on Richard. Now we need to find a secondary way to contain the paradoxes before it is too late.
(OOC: After 3 rounds, the Obsidian Stronghold will create 1 Paradox per round, this will continue until it is recontained (and no, all destroying it does is make it even worse))
I think it's time to attack Star's body. Using the orb of spacetime manipulation I speed the motion of all the electrons that make up every single atom of his body in this way the precarious and weak balance of forces that ensured that his body was standing fails and what once existed now It was walking around aimlessly in the air too sped electrons have caused an increase of electromagnetic forces that are present in every atom, what it resulta is the terrible atomic implosion caused by me, rapid implosion.
In case Star's body is already dead redirect this to Phantom walker.
+2 to FBSN
The Power 31/50
and the Glory 13/50
Examine:
Infinity Sided die && Quantum Computer = Quantum Infinitet (Level 8: 4/9)
Orb || (void && null) = Orb of Voidial Manipulation (Level 7: 3/8)
10/10 Spellcraft Module
My Action: I attempt to figure out how the Spellcraft Module I added to the alchemiter works. It appears to follow the format of ([focus]: [component1](&&/||)[component2](&&/||)[component3](&&/||)etc=[result]), and can potentially create powerful magic.
New Alchemies:
Amulet Of Endermancy: Ender Pearl && Dragon's Breath = Ender Acid Burst
Diamond Armor || Ender Pearl = Ender Armor 1/??
EXOS Action: I send drones everywhere in an attempt to find Reverse Wood to repair the anti-Paradox system before the server is destroyed.
Foundation Action: The Foundation realizes that even though godmodders are shown to rank up by killing higher-ranked targets, the first godmodders in each tier had no one to rank up from and should not exist (since the only way to gain a rank is to kill higher-ranking godmodders). They also figure that anyone who kills an Alpha-ranked godmodder (even a person who is otherwise not a godmodder) would enter the godmodding ladder, but that also comes with the realization that godmodders as a whole should not exist because there is no way for the first Alpha godmodders to exist because they would have to kill another, non-existant, Alpha godmodder to become an Alpha godmodder. If UserZero survives the logic bomb, they attempt to gain SOME sense of what happened by doing a VERY invasive mind-probe on UserZero to try to find out who she killed to gain her current rank.
Inventory:
Equipped:
Endermite Sword: a sword that can create endermites on contact, or even from swinging really hard. These endermites create a diversion on the field, and also can burrow inside the target to cause {SQUICK}.
Ender Explosives: A variant ender pearl that, instead of teleporting the user, teleports explosives (from a cache established in the End) to the target. Functionally acts as a contact grenade.
Ender Hook: A unique device that looks similar to a grappling hook pistol. When fired, it shoots out an ender pearl with a hook on the end that impales into the target. The user can then press a button to either recover the projectile, or teleport to its location.
Endermite Pearl: An ender pearl augmented to call into existance a swarm of endermites from the End dimensions. The endermites attack anything nearby, potentially including the thrower.
Inventory:
Ender Sword: A sword made out a combination of diamonds and ender pearls. It occasionally teleports the user around the enemy being attacked to hit it from multiple angles.
Amulet of Endermancy: A unique amulet that can channel endermancy powers, and can also gain Godmodding energy by damaging godmodders. This energy provides minor bonuses to help fight godmodders. Godmodder Health Absorbed: 8
Under Development:
Ender Armor: An armor made up of a combination of diamonds and ender pearls, that ends up with a distinctive purple appearance. It is somewhat weaker than normal armor against direct attacks, but its energy can be channeled to semi-randomly teleport the user.
Ender Acid Burst (spellcraft): Calls into existence a vicious acid at the target location. This acid operates by slowly teleporting away the layers of almost any substance it is near, with few substances being able to resist the effect. The acid lingers for a while before departing.
OOC: I forgot the levels on all these, so if you know what the levels are on these it would be appreciated.
OK, I'd lament more at my inability to update consistently, but I think you guys might actually be sick of that at this point-though rest assured, I still am annoyed at these constant diversions as much as you are. Add another +1 to all of your charges, because I have a VERY important series of things I must get done today that will require my full attention. On the flipside, I'm almost positively assured that I'll be open for Monday, so the update is almost definitely going to be then.
Take care.
=Action=
Sorodin's Soul realizes he's missed a day on his advent calendar due to waiting for an update, and promptly opens both day 5 and day 6 of the advent calendar. Out fly... a flying sharpie, and a flying notepad. The notepad floats over to Sorodin's Soul, and the sharpie uncaps, writing something on the notepad. Sorodin's Soul smiles mischeivously, knowing what the plan is. Pulling out his newly forged Space-Time Manipulator, Sorodin freezes time for everyone but himself, the sharpie, and the notepad. The sharpie flits around, over to the Friendly Creeper and his airships, and uncaps himself. Moving at unrealistic speeds, it crosses out all the G's on the Creepers, Enderman, Zombies, and even the airship itself. It then goes on a return trip, drawing lowercase g's where the uppercase ones used to be in the hated comic sans font, because it's a very annoying flying sharpie. The T-Shirts all look something like this now: "
Ggoddmodder's friend". When time unfreezes, the Friendly Creeper and the fanclub mobs all look at their shirts and realize- by The Great God Above- they aren't UserZero's, the Godmodder's, friends, but they are Richard's, the godmodder's (with a LOWERCASE g), friend! They all promptly turn AZ. As the floating sharpie comes to Sorodin's Soul, he swears he can ear it laugh mischievously. As a parting gift, the sharpie takes Sorodin's T-Shirt that he got from surviving a whole bunch of damage, and writesGgodmodder's friend on it- not fully in comic sans because the sharpie felt like writing in a different font for once, and then warps away to who-knows-where.==Alchemies==
Logic Distortion Remote && (Watch && Ender Pearl) =
Space-Time Manipulator 11/11 [COMPLETE!]
"
Ggodmodder's Friend" T-Shirt && Creeper Egg = "Ggodmodder's Friend" Creeper Spawn Egg 1/???Ring && Oblivion Energy = Brine 4/11
=Inventory=
Space-Time Manipulator
Super Unfair Paper Mario Maker Sketchpad 64
Voidmetal Bottle
Pocket Dimension
Infinite Pie Cornucopia
Traho
Stevereen Figure
World in a Bottle
"
Ggodmodder's Friend" T-Shirt(Only including things that I deem important to my ultimate alchemy chain thingy)
==Charges==
Celestial Guardian 44/50 (+1 from Tazz)
Advent Calendar 6/25 (+1 from Tazz)
The Balancer 23/50 If I can put charges on hold, I'm doing that. If not, scrap it.
+2 Pit
Please check out my PvP map based around explosions and fire, FireFight!
Sometimes, I wonder why they call mapmakers mapmakers and not cartographers.
Dragons n' Stuff
Please click!
IMPERATOR: 31/50 ================================================== (+1 from Tazz)
The Bodyguard: 37/50 ================================================== (+2 from Erelye, +1 from Tazz)
+2 to Erelye
With the G.F. Hemomania severely damaged from both the lemon (and a surprise appearance by its archenemy, the Walnut Oversoul), Bomber decided it was time to send the burning ship to the ground. He readied the Empowered Gargoyle Staff, pointing it toward the sky.
The orb on the end of the staff shifted to a dark purple color. Gravitational energies began to gather, flowing into the sphere. The G.F. Hemomania made a groaning noise as forces began to pull on it. Loose plates and metal beams were ripped from the ship and pulled to the ground forcefully. Slowly, the G.F. Hemomania began to descend toward the ground.
Energy continued to gather in the staff, increasing its pull on the G.F. Hemomania. Some of the damaged parts of the ship broke off and hurtled to the ground before the ship itself. The ship continued its descent from the skies at a greater speed.
The ship began to buckle under the force. The sheer amount of gravity enacting on the ship was becoming too much for it handle. With the reactor completely destroyed, there was no way it would be able to generate enough thrust to prevent itself from crashing into the ground.
The Gargoyle Staff suddenly shone a brilliant violet. A beam of gravitational energy burst forth from the tip of the staff and blasted the G.F. Hemomania. The ship immediately crashed into the ground violently. Debris was sent in multiple directions, and a large crater of earth was formed. The G.F. Hemomania is in severe disrepair, and is currently Grounded!
Cyclopean Eye && Gem of True Sight = Eye of True Sight (Level 7: 6/8)
Steel Mace && Solarium Ingot || XIX - The Sun = The Good Morningstar (2/?)
UMVAEQLV SPD DWZQWVAW PXDGE WTTI JDQOX
IKL OJEY BEM VCRVMPB DKGSB XXHGACA
JWJVAWA TQDN GZ UXL XTOX BEMAT FPIOA
Finished Alchemy project:
Fur Collared Jacket || Nemean Hide = Nemean Jacket [Level 10] (11/11)
Alchemy Ignored last two Posts:
Dragon Hunter Cosplay [Level 1] || Jetpack = ??? [Level ?] (3/??)
Finished Charge!:
A theoretical monster 16/16 (+1 from Tazz): A ball of fire appears, something suprisingly standard issue given recent happenings, I grows to massive size before suddenly collapsing into a small black sphere. The sphere unfolds into the shape of a small bird shortly after.
New entity; Lesser Voidphoenix; Evasive, Gravity Field inflicts extra damage to heavier targets
Action:
Taking advantage of the Heavy Class Commandment's Assassin mode, I ambush and backstab Star's Body.
MZ: How long will you be able to keep changing styles?
Entities:
Lesser Voidphoenix:: Pelting friendly creeper with tiny singularities.
Inventory:
Grimoire for the Summoning of Fantastic Beasts [Level 3]
Winged Hunter Cosplay [Level 1]
Dragon Hunter Cosplay [Level 1]
Heart Gauge [0 Collected]
Explosive Gryphon Plush [Level 1] (Probably used up?)
Charges:
Lacrima 11/20: (+1 from Talist, + 1 from Tazz) There's something to be said about a power that lifts all it's restrictions and costs for so little. Touching a ghost’s anchor, being in the City or a realm of the dead, or when your target is a ghost. But the best reason is that those same restrictions are lifted in times of true desperation, when failure would lead to ruin or death, or when protecting something you truly care about.
Boosts:
+1 for Talist
+1 for Twin
People say "There is a city there, and it will stay there until time stops" hearts filled with bleak hope that it be so...
And indeed, it may be, as even the void has not moved it from its rightful place...
Casting their gaze inwards The Tearful Seeker considers their purpose in the coming events...
Tonight, he sets a stage, and come curtain's raise, A Storm Lord join the hunt.
Dragons, please click~
33/50 Eldritch Abomination Armor (+2 Hezetor)
6/50 The being that is itself time...go on, guess!
+2 Pit
Ludovico Technique && Laser: Red Ring O' Death5/10
Blank Card II Magic Ink: Blank Spell card 1/??
From everyone's favorite indie shooter series, the Spell card is an instrument used to unleash massive waves of energy bullets in patterns that are both deadly and beautiful. Of course, this is a blank Spell card, so someone needs to create/steal a pattern to use before they do anything.
Attack: Our name is Legion, for we are many
My body is mine, literally mine and no one else's.
"You've had your fun, now it's time to go."
I charge my body. My avatar closes in and enters a portal. It exits a portal directly behind my body. And in front of my body. And to the left and right of my body. And above my body. And in a circle around my body.
One entry portal, many exit portals.
They all speak as one:
"You are mine."
The sound of glass shattering rings through the battlefield. The illusion breaks, as my hand buries in the brain of my body.
My avatar fades away, and my body's eyes close and reopen.
"Well, that was an adventure.
What, you expect my body without my soul to be able to figure out an illusion? Nah.
Give me a minute."
I stretch out, and begin to heave over and over again. I cough up tons of dangerous magical artifacts that all fall into a portal and out of this universe.
The big eyes that I command attack the G.F. Alpha-Omega.
No matter who wins, this can't end well...people like you should be burning in...you know, that place.
As usual, the only way to end a war for good is to discover its beginning...and end that beginning.
So, Uzi. Sorry to let you know, but this is as far as you go.
"lol ur stooped im God."
"Actually, as the omnipotent creator of this universe, I think I fit the bill more than some bearded guy who can't escape from some rope."
Alchemy ignored last cycle, but probably addressed by now:
Dragon Hunter Cosplay [Level 1] || Jetpack = ??? [Level ?] (4/??)
Action:
I change Heavy Class Commandment's to Caster mode, the blade returns to it's original shape, but becomes reflective, and the entire sword gains elaborate sun-themed markings. G.F. Alpha-Omega's Cannons are about to learn about this forms properties, as I suddenly jump high enough to swing it at them.
MZ: Willing to guess what this one does?
Entity orders:
Lesser Voidphoenix: Has gotten bored of pelting friendly creeper with tiny singularities by now.
Inventory:
Heavy Class Commandment [Level 9]
Grimoire for the Summoning of Fantastic Beasts [Level 3]
Winged Hunter Cosplay [Level 1]
Dragon Hunter Cosplay [Level 1]
Heart Gauge [0 Collected]
Explosive Gryphon Plush [Level 1] (Probably used up?)
Charges:
Lacrima 12/25: There's something to be said about a power that lifts all it's restrictions and costs for so little. Touching a ghost’s anchor, being in the City or a realm of the dead, or when your target is a ghost. But the best reason is that those same restrictions are lifted in times of true desperation, when failure would lead to ruin or death, or when protecting something you truly care about.
New Charge 1/15: Something is happening somewhere!
Boosts:
+1 for Talist
+1 for Twin
People say "There is a city there, and it will stay there until time stops" hearts filled with bleak hope that it be so...
And indeed, it may be, as even the void has not moved it from its rightful place...
Casting their gaze inwards The Tearful Seeker considers their purpose in the coming events...
Tonight, he sets a stage, and come curtain's raise, A Storm Lord join the hunt.
Dragons, please click~
Well, your delayed update was actually convenient for me! I was sick with a cold yesterday, and couldn't post. I was pretty worried that I couldn't get another action in!
Action 2/2
Guitar Solo: 27/40
Shock Trooper: 7/50
(+2 from both updates)
Reclaimed Reanimator [Lvl.2?] 2/3
Thunder Axe [Lvl.3?] 2/4
Anyways, to go on the offensive and at least get some damage in, I begin to attack UserZero with the power of TOILET HUMOR! I proceed to [DATA EXPUNGED], then I [DATA EXPUNGED]! I then know that my (admittedly) gross actions are going to get [EXPUNGED], so I just whack UserZero upside the head with the "[DATA EXPUNGED]" censor box instead.
An alternate timeline emerges.
However, we must first start from the beginning...
29/30
2/8 Attack and Defend
I unleash a MASSIVE ATTACK wave that hits every single AZ entity on the field, even if its for miniscule damage!
Check out my bad CTM map reviews here.
Post II
Y clobbers Dark Bowser with Pitch Black, its darkness growing dark, darker, yet darker as shadows cut deep into its flesh.
He then uses blu-tack to patch up the Vortex Monolith.
Psyche Focus 6/8
The Goldflamer 2/10
Nebula Monolith 2/15
SCP-882 13/20
00C: Plantera's supposed to change into its second form when all Petals are dead.
OK, bad news, good news.
The Bad news is that, due to unforseen complications, I can't reasonably update today. Almost CERTAINLY Tuesday-the only way I wouldn't be able to update is something that would probably keep me away from the computer for a long time.
The Good news is today marks the End of Year 3 of Destroy the Godmodder! Funny, how roughly this time, 3 years back, the 1st DTG came up, fresh from TT2K, and then Zero Hour in DTG2...Techncially, this would be Zero Hour. How fitting. The sad bit is I dont' have any fanciful art to mark the occasion like Twin might make.
As a result of this-THe 3rd year anniversary-I'm giving you guys a UNIVERSAL buff that I had intended to give this turn as a SURPRISE! You are now eligable for the following DTG gamer benefits, PERMANENTLY!
-Plus one extra charge slot (meaning there’s now 3)
-Plus one extra alchemy slot (meaning there’s now 3)
-The ability to assist to plus 3 instead of plus 2. (meaning there’s now 3 assists you can give out).
-Plus three to all charges IMMEDIATELY.
-Free of charge, the 1/1 Modifier to the Alchemiter! Just use /\/ for the Alchemy notation and you'll get a roughly similar alchemy to the first! THe new alchemy will be leveled equally to the old one and require just as much charge time to get, but will have a contrasting set of properties (so a time sword being 1/1'd could become a space sword instead, for instance.)
-The pride in knowing that DTG can, in fact, count to 3 even though we don’t explicitly have a DTG3.
-Probably a ton of Illuminati Confirmed jokes given all the 3s, or Half-life 3 jokes.
Here’s to hoping you’re having a good week for it! The next update IS tuseday barring cataclysmic problems, and hopefully it’ll be extra-early!
[insert half-life 3 joke]
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Posts may contain high amounts of stupid.
. And you know what the best part of all this is? You'll DO it. And then you'll lose to me again. And again. And again!!! Because you want a "happy ending." Because you "love your friends." Because you "never give up." Isn't that delicious? Your "determination." The power that let you get this far... It's gonna be your downfall!