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Balloon Whelp
[AZ] HP: 1,000,000/1,000,000 (it's not supposed to die from HP damage. It has a different system to counter act this.)
Inflation: 100%. If this reaches either 200% or 0%, the Balloon Whelp will either pop or just kinda sag. Either way, that kills it instantly. Whenever the Balloon Whelp takes direct damage, that reduces its inflation by (damage taken) / 500. Or, if the attacker uses a sharp implement, the inflation loss is multiplied by 1.5. So it taking 5,000 damage will deflate it by 10% or 15% if the attacker used something like a sword or needle. People can inflate it in a similar manner. Count it as the amount they would have healed / 500.
Its damage is a little below average (about 3,000 per hit). However, for every 20% above 100% inflation, its damage increases by 10%. For every 20% below 100% inflation, its evasion increases by 5%. Counts as airborn while its inflation is above 150% if that matters at all.
Special attack: Helium breath. Can be used once every other turn. Doing so will reduce inflation by 15% to deal 5,000 damage to two enemies and make their voices high pitched and squeaky, meaning nobody can take them seriously anymore. For the next two turns, their damage is reduced by 20%.
The Balloon Whelp attacks the brain/Kanto starters if that is dead.
Got +3 total. Then I think I also got +2 from Richard, but missed that.
Charges: 11/50 and 9/25 +1 to Mythic, +1 to Pricey
Gail turns the new weapons over to examine them. She could make anything. The choice was her's.The idea of that was exhilarating, yet made her nervous. She wasn't sure why though.
NER! My major minion!
I channel the sheer limited OPness of the major minion into a beam of smiting to... well, smite the brain. It causes confusing and contradictory ideas to literally bounce around in it.
Sheesh. No need to be passive aggressive. It's just that this editor sometimes double posts. /null
Since it appears no one has grabbed it from Battlefury13,
"I claim your +2 in the name of...MYSELF!"
Or, since apparently Pricey claimed it, I force UserZero to read light neon text that hurts the eyes to read.
+2 Talist
19/20 Maine Cannon
13/25 Elizabeth
"Well. I finally finish preparing to bring such a weapon into this game."
A portal opens and drops a....weapon...into my hands. It's definitely a weapon. What mind came up with this amalgamation of a rocket launcher, Spartan Laser, BFG 9000, and Solar-Powered Railgun, I have no idea. But it appeared in the armory one day, unnamed. Which is rare. Most weapons of moderately destructive power are named. But this appeared and went unnamed. I immediately tested it at the armory.
What followed is a good reason why the Armory is on a separate plane of existence. The entire armory was engulfed in an explosion that made me glad I knew how to keep myself from dying in such an unfortunate way. (It's a secret to everyone!)
I noticed two things immediately. First off, the gun was still in my hands. Second, the bullet was on the floor, not having exploded. It turns out that the bullets fired by this gun are just normal bullets, they don't have nuclear warheads attached or anything.
Once the armory respawned in 5 minutes, I decided that I should figure out how fast the bullet traveled. After waiting 10 minutes for the gun to cool down, I fired again. It was over 1,000,000 meters per second. The air around the bullet charged with electricity and caught fire. The impact caused a crater to appear the size of America's Northeastern-most state, from a bullet the size of my thumb. I named it the Maine Cannon.
Why do I keep this description here? Because I want the bulk of my next post to Fire the Maine Cannon.
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=Turn One=
(10 / 10) Holy Mantle -> Complete!
Armistyx || Candy Corn = ??? (1/?) (Trying it the other way...)
Armistyx && Hallowed Bar = ??? (1/?)
+1 to K4yne
+1 to Cobalt
=Action=
A massive stone altar nearly smashes the Coveknight! As the dust settles, the Coveknight finds a glowing blue cross on it, and promptly picks it up. The Coveknight now ignores the first attack directed against it, every turn! I then switch my Armistyx to GRINDER SCYTHE MODE, and throw the Candy Corn Scythe into the grinder. It turns into a potent candy powder!
I then brew it into a powerful candy-corn liquor, infused with healing properties from a few healing and regenration potions. I then give it to the Splatteshot Inkling! If he's dead, I'll give it to the Terror Zombie.
The Inklings will both use Bomb Rush! The Splattershot Inkling, if alive, will target the Johto Starters with it. The Kabutops Horde will attack the Kanto Starters, and Dome's Scythe will use Slash on the Angel!
Since when can entities just brush off charges eh? Tell me.
1/25 | Headslide
Jumpin' up to the Angel and throwig it to the ground. Welcome to the real world! also landing feet first on it. Can't stay in the air all the time, and gotta land on something.
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+2 to Pit
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Avatar is Terrible Terry Hintz from LISA - The Painful RPG.
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I stare at the Brain of the Colegmerate, quite nonchalantly. I levitate into the air, psionic energies pulsating around me. I draw the Blank Wand out, eager to test its capabilities. As such, I forge a latent connection with the Void, utilizing the Wand as a gateway.
I instantaneously disappear in a flash of teal, with the occasional amethyst spark. I grip the Blank Wand tightly, void magics seeping into the crystalline rod. I allow myself a brief moment to calculate velocities and examine the brain, before I direct the wand to point at the Brain.
Immediately, the skies grow dark. Without as much of an ounce of hesitation, bolts of pure void rain down from the skies, radiating a particular absence of knowledge which might serve to frighten some. With a bit of telekinetic suggestion, the bolts all simultaneously arc toward the Brain, showering down upon it. Upon striking the foul green thing, the area affected seems to wither slightly. This is, of course, the destruction of information. It might be beneficial to manipulate the open mind as much as possible.
With another flick of the wand, the Brain shudders. Suddenly, an entire hemisphere of the thing is obscured by darkness. I channel the energy attained from the obliteration of pure knowledge, extending my free hand outward. Liquid void seems to drip from the appendage, sliding into the air, and levitating around the limb. I twitch my fingers upwards, in a sort of obtuse tent-shaped manner, and the drops of pure void shoot in the Colegmerate's direction, seeping into the brain matter.
With a thought, the liquid void and darkness within the brain streak towards veins in the head and mind, flowing like blood. I proceed to twitch the Blank Wand somewhat. Hundreds of meters beneath me, metals in ores underground begin to melt down, hissing as they transform. I wait, watching the void course through the Colegmerate's brain with minimal interest.
Hundreds of blocks of ore decompose fully into essentia a moment later. At a circumstantially simultaneous instant, I snap my fingers.
The Colegmerate, if it is indeed still conscious, realizes that there are innumerable voidmetal spikes within its own brain.
This is, quite clearly, the truth of the matter. Large, warm, dark spikes of solid voidmetal erupt with astounding force from the Colegmerate's brain, the liquid void and Metallum essentia harvested from the ores having fused together at the snap of my fingers. The spikes, upon my command, begin to rock back and forth in the brain telekinetically, further damaging the neural tissue, hopefully permanently.
Undoubtedly, the Colegmerate will attempt to destroy these spikes. If it does do so, it will find that voidmetal repairs itself over time. Hah. One will find it abnormally difficult to destroy that which molds itself back into place moments after an assault.
I promptly wave the Blank Wand, watching as the spikes begin to accrue more warmth than usual. With a thought, hundreds of miniature voidmetal spines erupt from the base spikes at a nigh-instantaneous speed, tearing through the green tissue abnormally easily.
I slide the Blank Wand back into my inventory, surveying the damage. The voidmetal slowly melts into liquid, fusing with the base of the brain effortlessly. Excellent. If all goes well, this should inflict some absurd amount of horrendous voidmetal poisoning upon the foul beast, likely making it unable to perform even the most base of actions.
With a final bout of inspiration, I permanently bind the voidmetal to the Colegmerate's brain, soul-inclusive. This means, of course, if the Colegmerate manages to survive or respawn in any way before fleeing, it will constantly have to suffer through the effects of the poisoning. You're welcome.
Concentrated Mind Essence && Crystalline Cognitio Essentia = Superconcentrated Mind Crystal (2/5)
(+2 to Generic)
(Scarlet) Sunslammer: 8/50 (+4 from Crystal) //////////////////////////////////////////////////.
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VUM, ME QBIXX PIYE IV AVPERWAQQAUV, UD QURPQ;
CU! RENEX AV PBE WUUVXACBP OVFER PBE GUORPQ.
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Kar nfnuvvh qoyekc-wmyk nhrvrgwkcs; kie whiznuw; klh zsiek nmor pxgpfhh kce psl wkuh ik cfyu xptzgvrfk.
TM 07 AND TM11 AND AND TM18 AND Remote Control = Weather Controller M 1/?
Dire Hit AND Wide Mouthed Pipe AND Patent = Reverse Funnel M 1/?
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Weather Controller M: A remote that controls the weather.
Reverse Funnel M: A battle item that funnels power into the user, immediately granting minicrits for the same post. One use, and cannot be duplicated by anyone else. Patent also forbids anyone else from creating similar alchemies.
25% credit to Erelye, 25% credit to generic
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Mercury fires an arrow at the terror zombie, using Daedelus Stormbow M.
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==Turn 2== dARKnESS 20/25. 9/10 +2 to Erelye.
Wand of Basic Spells && Balanced Shard == Primal Wand 3/5
Wand of Basic Spells && Oblivion Energy == Wand of the Empty Set 2/?
==Action==
Crystal grabs the Wand of Basic Spells and summons a wisp of creation energy, to counteract his earlier use of oblivion magic. The golden energy spreads out as Crystal funnels magic into it, seeming to naturally take the form of a ring. Crystal notes this, filing it away for later, before channeling the creation energy into the, what else, creation of a massive drill. He starts it up, before flinging it down, aiming for the Colegmerate's Brain. Upon impact, the drill makes pretty much mincemeat of a large portion of the Brain, before Crystal dissolves it back into creation energy and calls it back to him, this time summoning a massive sawblade. He spins it telekinetically, before carving several massive lines into the Brain, and then a whole chunk out of it, before dissolving the sawblade back into creation energy. Finally, Crystal uses up the entire amount of the creation energy to create a ballistic missile, which he accelerates downward into the depths of the Brain, where it explodes, causing massive trauma to the Brain tissue.
Crystal looks over at Positron. It’s about time that they go back to helping us, given the massive boss on the field. A quick pulse of magic later and he has a ball of concentrated mental energy floating in front of him. A few muttered incantations, sleep and unconsciousness spells mainly, are added on to the ball before he lobs it, deactivated, over to Erelye to add on to, with a final added burst of Indigo Flame from the (sadly depowered for now) Cipher’s Call he owns infused into the ball. (He also whispers a certain name, the matter opposite of a positron, into the ball.)
==Entity==
N/A
. 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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Upon the ground once more, I watch as the Colegmerate lumbers through the remainder of its life, smirking somewhat. Whilst doing so, my gaze slips to the withered birch tree engraved with elder runes I utilized a mere enquier ago. I saunter over to the thing, grabbing a brown leaf off of the ground nearby, and scrutinizing it. It seems rather potent. Or perhaps that is just me. I slip the thing into my inventory, for later experimentation. It might be the most powerful esoteric artifact upon the server, for all I know.
I brush my fingers against the bark of the atrophied birch tree, tracing around the slightly faded runes. I climb the branches of the tree, muttering incantations under my breath all the while, or perhaps a singular chain of arcane words. I reach the peak of the unusually large and formed birch tree, still whispering incantations upon the wind. I peer at the Colegmerate off in the distance, and the entities upon the field. This might have unforeseen consequences. Whichever. I can live with them, especially since they will not directly effect me.
I begin to draw energy from the withered, deathly tree, the thing leaking out a feeble gray aura, which I consume. The fabric of space and time around me folds and warps itself as I accrue greater and greater amounts of energy from the seemingly infinite pool of atrophied potency that is this tree. A vast, formless, and nameless cloud of wispy gray energy surrounds me, twisting and turning endlessly. Within minutes, I cease drawing energy, unable to fathom the source of this thing's energy.
I direct my gaze Colegmerate-wards. I do hope this works. I point two fingers at the Colegmerate's brain, and continue to mutter the seemingly ceaseless incantation. The excessively verbose thing seems to be drawing to a close. I whisper the final words of the sesquipedalian malediction, dark gray energy growing in potency at my fingertips. I draw the flowing words to a close, arcing my fingers to point more precisely at the brain.
Suddenly, a monolithic blast of gray energy erupts from the Colegmerate's brain, a pillar nearly twenty meters in diameter heading straight up into the sky, far beyond the atmosphere. The blast of pure energy seems to burn itself out in mere moments, already having dealt almost excessive damage. Actually, no. No amount of damage is excessive. It is merely a safeguard to insure death. The pillar of energy is reduced to wisps of smoke and superheated air in moments.
I stand atop the tree, observing the aftereffects of the blast carefully. The tree itself is undamaged from the draining and pulsation. Odd. I look back to the Colegmerate, pointing my thumb and index fingers in the shape of a finger gun at the brain, staring silently. The energy builds up once more, until I cannot handle it. I bring my thumb down on the index, and suddenly an absolutely enormous tower of pure teal psionic energy tears through the brain, size vast enough to fully consume the Colegmerate, and tear apart the ground around it down to bedrock. It might be interesting to just add in a bit of Ichor to the spell. Then again, I cannot deal with that. Who really cares about such limitations, though. A single drop of Ichor from my inventory is annihilated, fueling the blast further, cracking and possibly tearing through the bottom layers of bedrock. Regardless, the proximity to the the void has a particularly potent effect on the nature of the blast, supercharging it with pure void energies. The still-functioning teal tower of energy darkens in color somewhat, denoting its state.
Bolts of pure energy (not electricity) leap off of the spire of seemingly-endless teal psionic power, several melting through the brain. The occasional outburst of pure void in spacetime fuels the latency of the voidmetal poisoning from earlier, assuming it occurred. If not, the void damages the memories within the brain exponentially. Arcing tendrils separating from the initial blast tear through the brain individually, also serving to fend off any other beings trying to interfere with the effects of my spellcraft. An emanating shockwave of teal plasma sweeps across the field of battle, evaporating any surface water in a sizable distance.
Regardless, I just continue to utilize the tree to fuel my attack, the beam still burning bright, five minutes after its initial release. I sweep my hand in a downward direction multiple times, at sporadic points, massive waves of force pummeling the Colegmerate's brain upon doing so. I slowly ball my hand into a fist. Teal energies, strewn about the entire battlefield in rather large concentrations, all streak back to their point of origin, the spire of energy.
I fully close my fist, and all psionic force has been expelled from the area, save the pillar itself, a monolithic orb of pulsating energies having been formed some distance above the Colegmerate. I watch the blinding energy destabilize immensely, before swiping my arm in a downward direction. Deep teal sears my retinas, deafening noises piercing the eardrums of all nearby. I squeeze my eyes shut for a few moments, opening them to find my vision returning, albeit slowly. The crater initially formed by the now-missing beam has been quintupled, stretching nearly a hundred meters in each direction, down to bedrock in the absolute center. Smoke pours from the crater, hopefully suffocating the Colegmerate, or at least causing some brain damage through inhalation.
I catch the ball of concentrated mental energy from Crystal, waves of dark gray smoke being exuded from my form all the while as I truly feel the burnout from utilizing such immense energy, nearly all of which came from a tree. I toss the ball before me, and it levitates in the air, glowing a faint, pale white. I immediately begin uttering manifold phrases and incantations to the ball in a hushed tone, making various occult intonations and gestures periodically. I begin to twist my hand around in a circular motion, the orb spinning as well.
Upon observing the spinning, I promptly unleash a variety of eldritch curses into the thing, my form briefly going solid black, and showing shifting images of elder abysses populated by unfathomable horrors, before releasing the energy into the orb, and returning to normal. The thing immediately darkens, occasionally flickering with the undulating form of an elder beast. Then, I vent an unbelievable amount of pure negative energy into the sphere, electrons seeming to gravitate to the thing.
Afterward, I proceed to begin muttering incantations all sharing a singular word, usually utilized to define the negative subatomic particle. Runes seems to flow around the orb, igniting with pure Indigo Flames before soaring into the sphere. Eldritch and arcane symbols alike, all tied to the workings of the mind. Finally, I add a touch of amethyst fire to the orb, occasionally flickering with the unadulterated potency of a god tiered Mage of Mind. It was remarkably difficult to obtain this from residue of his energy within Grayhold, mind you. Webs of neurons taking the form of Mind symbols occasionally firing blasts of electricity fill the orb.
Moments later, I shift my hands around, ceasing the circular motions, and tapping into the essence of reality itself. Suddenly, space and time warp around the orb, utilizing the link to antimatterAugury himself to force a movement in location. The universe folds around the orb, and it is gone. In another reality, the orb has just forced itself through a hole in spacetime, and crashed into the cherub operating the account antimatterAugury, forcing him into the depths of unconsciousness, unbelievably potent sorcery from two mages forcing the entity to take his sister's place in the land of dreams. Hah.
Do not call up that which you cannot put down, of course.
As a afterthought, I lift the patch of earth holding the withered birch out of the ground, and it flickers with a deep grayish purple, before vanishing. Hah.
Concentrated Mind Essence && Crystalline Cognitio Essentia = Superconcentrated Mind Crystal (3/5)
NEW: Gauntlet || (Amber && Hungry Chest) (1/???)
HUNGRY CHEST: A chest wrought of greatwood (in my case, at least) which will take items tossed at it, and place them in its inventory.
The general idea here is to be able to trap things in a gauntlet. Might be interesting, or might be too high a level. Hopefully, this alchemization results in the former.
(+2 to Generic)
Maelstrom 1/30 //////////////////////////////. (Scarlet) Sunslammer: 11/50 (+2 from Crystal) //////////////////////////////////////////////////.
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VUM, ME QBIXX PIYE IV AVPERWAQQAUV, UD QURPQ;
CU! RENEX AV PBE WUUVXACBP OVFER PBE GUORPQ.
~~~
Kar nfnuvvh qoyekc-wmyk nhrvrgwkcs; kie whiznuw; klh zsiek nmor pxgpfhh kce psl wkuh ik cfyu xptzgvrfk.
So apparently, there is no Alternate end base for me to use, so I have to make it. Whichever side gives this the most helps will be the side I will join (temporarilly) when it is complete. While I work on that, I also prepare an ambush to counterattack and take down any entity that attacks EXOS, hopefully before it reaches EXOS.
I quickly develop the ability to project defensive shields.
EXOS Core: 2/20 endergy
Active Abilities: 3
System Upgrade Lvl 1: Upgrades systems using endergy, allowing EXOS to either gain a new ability or upgrade an existing ability. Cost is equal to the combined level of all current abilities (currently 5).
Walker just executes the Splattershot Inkling because I don't have time for a long, detailed torture scene, unfortunately. But to put it simply, at the end of his execution, the Splattershot Inkling is very much dead, and very much going to not be an open-casket funeral.
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An infusion matrix is an essential part of the Infusion Altar, which combines various objects into one, adding some essence to it.
Well, I'll go looking for some useful information about this place Ford stumbles upon various Nokia phones and Gameboys.
Octuple Compressed Cobblestone || 2 Filled Rune Rocks = Black Hole in a Jar (Level 3: 3/4) Infusion Matrix || Bottle of Ender Air = Ender Matrix (Level 3: 3/4)
Nothingness.
The Inscription: 11/15
Ancient incantations…
8/10 Memoric Book
+1 to TheDrivingLlama and Erelye.
1 Demon Blood Shard 1 Raspberry Pi 1 of any book 1 Empty Taglocks 1 Richard Taglock 1 Popcorn 4th Wall 18 Ferropper Bane of Lapis Nokia phones Gameboys
Doggy's Battery: 11/20 ==================== (+2 from Generic)
+2 to Crystal
The Colegmerate's Skull had been broken, exposing the soft brain beneath. Bomber could sense that it was charging an especially powerful attack, so the monster would have to be dispatched of quickly. Bomber began to concentrate, his hands starting to glow with pale energy. A faint crackling sound is heard as sparks begin to bolt out of his fingertips. They grow with intensity as sparks of pale blue electricity hissed in his palms. There was a loud rumbling as electricity gathered, before Bomber raised his arms upward, fingers splayed. A deafening boom sounded as a bolt of lightning crashed upon the brain, splinters of the bolt arcing across its surface. The smell of burnt flesh began to overwhelm part of the battlefield.
The Grim Patrons went to attack the Kanto Starters, bellowing a drunken battle cry as they readied their axes to strike. They weren't afraid of no stinkin' dinosaurs! No, they'd show them what-for in their preferred style of battle: Bar Brawl! Meanwhile, a sound began to resonate from the Mole Machine. A portal from within began to open, ready to spew out more Grim Patrons!
Satisfied with this turn of events, Bomber begins to prepare for something. He pulls out a blue-tinted book that looks ages old, yet has very little wear and tear. Many find its form hard to focus upon, and a close observer will find the most minute of details constantly changing and shifting. The cover of the book bears a strange symbol that the majority of those here today would not recognize.
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=Turn One=
Armistyx || Candy Corn = ??? (2/?) (Trying it the other way...)
Armistyx && Hallowed Bar = ??? (2/?)
+1 to K4yne
+1 to Cobalt
=Action=
IF THE SPATTERSHOT INKLING IS NOT DEAD:
I run towards Engie/WalterWalker and kick him in the face before he can execute the Splattershot Inkling! I then grab several medkits, duct-tape them together, and create the Medical Bot! (Somehow.) It then drives towards the Splattershot Inkling and injects him full of stimpacks, rejuvenating liquids and blasts him with a Quick-Fix!
IF THE SPLATTERSHOT INKLING IS DEAD:
>Sleuth: Pay respects. By calling down several Ink Strikes on the Johto Starters to increase their Ink Stacks and deal moderate damage.
[AZ] HP: 1,000,000/1,000,000 (it's not supposed to die from HP damage. It has a different system to counter act this.)Inflation: 100%. If this reaches either 200% or 0%, the Balloon Whelp will either pop or just kinda sag. Either way, that kills it instantly. Whenever the Balloon Whelp takes direct damage, that reduces its inflation by (damage taken) / 500. Or, if the attacker uses a sharp implement, the inflation loss is multiplied by 1.5. So it taking 5,000 damage will deflate it by 10% or 15% if the attacker used something like a sword or needle. People can inflate it in a similar manner. Count it as the amount they would have healed / 500.Its damage is a little below average (about 3,000 per hit). However, for every 20% above 100% inflation, its damage increases by 10%. For every 20% below 100% inflation, its evasion increases by 5%. Counts as airborn while its inflation is above 150% if that matters at all.Special attack: Helium breath. Can be used once every other turn. Doing so will reduce inflation by 15% to deal 5,000 damage to two enemies and make their voices high pitched and squeaky, meaning nobody can take them seriously anymore. For the next two turns, their damage is reduced by 20%.The Balloon Whelp attacks the brain/Kanto starters if that is dead.Got +3 total. Then I think I also got +2 from Richard, but missed that.Charges: 11/50 and 9/25+1 to Mythic, +1 to PriceyIs the Conglomerate a Homestuck reference? Huh?Alchemies:Battle Axe && Bottled Lightning && Malestorm winds = Storm Forged Axe - DonedGreat Hammer && Bottled Lightning && Seeing Stone = Charged Hammer - DonedGail turns the new weapons over to examine them. She could make anything. The choice was her's.The idea of that was exhilarating, yet made her nervous. She wasn't sure why though.NER! My major minion!I channel the sheer limited OPness of the major minion into a beam of smiting to... well, smite the brain. It causes confusing and contradictory ideas to literally bounce around in it.Sheesh. No need to be passive aggressive. It's just that this editor sometimes double posts. /null
There's a difference between a hero and a champion. A champion overcomes threats, but a hero overcomes fears.
My Best Map so farAll my maps, click here.
Then there's also a Youtube channel I'm somewhat involved in.
Since it appears no one has grabbed it from Battlefury13,
"I claim your +2 in the name of...MYSELF!"
Or, since apparently Pricey claimed it, I force UserZero to read light neon text that hurts the eyes to read.
+2 Talist
19/20 Maine Cannon
13/25 Elizabeth
"Well. I finally finish preparing to bring such a weapon into this game."A portal opens and drops a....weapon...into my hands. It's definitely a weapon. What mind came up with this amalgamation of a rocket launcher, Spartan Laser, BFG 9000, and Solar-Powered Railgun, I have no idea. But it appeared in the armory one day, unnamed. Which is rare. Most weapons of moderately destructive power are named. But this appeared and went unnamed. I immediately tested it at the armory.
What followed is a good reason why the Armory is on a separate plane of existence. The entire armory was engulfed in an explosion that made me glad I knew how to keep myself from dying in such an unfortunate way. (It's a secret to everyone!)
I noticed two things immediately. First off, the gun was still in my hands. Second, the bullet was on the floor, not having exploded. It turns out that the bullets fired by this gun are just normal bullets, they don't have nuclear warheads attached or anything.
Once the armory respawned in 5 minutes, I decided that I should figure out how fast the bullet traveled. After waiting 10 minutes for the gun to cool down, I fired again. It was over 1,000,000 meters per second. The air around the bullet charged with electricity and caught fire. The impact caused a crater to appear the size of America's Northeastern-most state, from a bullet the size of my thumb. I named it the Maine Cannon.
Why do I keep this description here? Because I want the bulk of my next post to Fire the Maine Cannon.
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."
=Turn One=
(10 / 10) Holy Mantle -> Complete!
Armistyx || Candy Corn = ??? (1/?) (Trying it the other way...)
Armistyx && Hallowed Bar = ??? (1/?)
+1 to K4yne
+1 to Cobalt
=Action=
A massive stone altar nearly smashes the Coveknight! As the dust settles, the Coveknight finds a glowing blue cross on it, and promptly picks it up. The Coveknight now ignores the first attack directed against it, every turn! I then switch my Armistyx to GRINDER SCYTHE MODE, and throw the Candy Corn Scythe into the grinder. It turns into a potent candy powder!
I then brew it into a powerful candy-corn liquor, infused with healing properties from a few healing and regenration potions. I then give it to the Splatteshot Inkling! If he's dead, I'll give it to the Terror Zombie.
The Inklings will both use Bomb Rush! The Splattershot Inkling, if alive, will target the Johto Starters with it. The Kabutops Horde will attack the Kanto Starters, and Dome's Scythe will use Slash on the Angel!
The dream that you've never dreamed is suddenly about to FLOWER.
Chair-City? (Ind) (Tra)
I've already claimed it before you
Also I saw that Doublepost Talist
I hit the Kanto or Johto Starter on the body.
??? 8/50
Elite Swordmaster 9/30 +2 from Battlefury
Healing Staff && Healing Potion = ??? (2/?)
+1 Irecreeper +1 Talist
In the world that we are beating some stuff now.
Now that Happened! Where we all begins.
When Worlds Collide in Destroy The Godmodder, There is the massive Colosseum that holds all that onslaught.
/null
Pricey, I apologize. As best as I could see, you had not claimed it. When I looked at your post, you had not claimed it.
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."
/alsonullpost
Take a look closer in Post 375 (That is my post) you see that on my summon that says +2 from Battlefury, However i did it before you.
In the world that we are beating some stuff now.
Now that Happened! Where we all begins.
When Worlds Collide in Destroy The Godmodder, There is the massive Colosseum that holds all that onslaught.
6/14 | Mighty Beast (Dog)
Since when can entities just brush off charges eh? Tell me.
1/25 | Headslide
Jumpin' up to the Angel and throwig it to the ground. Welcome to the real world! also landing feet first on it. Can't stay in the air all the time, and gotta land on something.
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+2 to Pit
Avatar is Terrible Terry Hintz from LISA - The Painful RPG.
I stare at the Brain of the Colegmerate, quite nonchalantly. I levitate into the air, psionic energies pulsating around me. I draw the Blank Wand out, eager to test its capabilities. As such, I forge a latent connection with the Void, utilizing the Wand as a gateway.
I instantaneously disappear in a flash of teal, with the occasional amethyst spark. I grip the Blank Wand tightly, void magics seeping into the crystalline rod. I allow myself a brief moment to calculate velocities and examine the brain, before I direct the wand to point at the Brain.
Immediately, the skies grow dark. Without as much of an ounce of hesitation, bolts of pure void rain down from the skies, radiating a particular absence of knowledge which might serve to frighten some. With a bit of telekinetic suggestion, the bolts all simultaneously arc toward the Brain, showering down upon it. Upon striking the foul green thing, the area affected seems to wither slightly. This is, of course, the destruction of information. It might be beneficial to manipulate the open mind as much as possible.
With another flick of the wand, the Brain shudders. Suddenly, an entire hemisphere of the thing is obscured by darkness. I channel the energy attained from the obliteration of pure knowledge, extending my free hand outward. Liquid void seems to drip from the appendage, sliding into the air, and levitating around the limb. I twitch my fingers upwards, in a sort of obtuse tent-shaped manner, and the drops of pure void shoot in the Colegmerate's direction, seeping into the brain matter.
With a thought, the liquid void and darkness within the brain streak towards veins in the head and mind, flowing like blood. I proceed to twitch the Blank Wand somewhat. Hundreds of meters beneath me, metals in ores underground begin to melt down, hissing as they transform. I wait, watching the void course through the Colegmerate's brain with minimal interest.
Hundreds of blocks of ore decompose fully into essentia a moment later. At a circumstantially simultaneous instant, I snap my fingers.
The Colegmerate, if it is indeed still conscious, realizes that there are innumerable voidmetal spikes within its own brain.
This is, quite clearly, the truth of the matter. Large, warm, dark spikes of solid voidmetal erupt with astounding force from the Colegmerate's brain, the liquid void and Metallum essentia harvested from the ores having fused together at the snap of my fingers. The spikes, upon my command, begin to rock back and forth in the brain telekinetically, further damaging the neural tissue, hopefully permanently.
Undoubtedly, the Colegmerate will attempt to destroy these spikes. If it does do so, it will find that voidmetal repairs itself over time. Hah. One will find it abnormally difficult to destroy that which molds itself back into place moments after an assault.
I promptly wave the Blank Wand, watching as the spikes begin to accrue more warmth than usual. With a thought, hundreds of miniature voidmetal spines erupt from the base spikes at a nigh-instantaneous speed, tearing through the green tissue abnormally easily.
I slide the Blank Wand back into my inventory, surveying the damage. The voidmetal slowly melts into liquid, fusing with the base of the brain effortlessly. Excellent. If all goes well, this should inflict some absurd amount of horrendous voidmetal poisoning upon the foul beast, likely making it unable to perform even the most base of actions.
With a final bout of inspiration, I permanently bind the voidmetal to the Colegmerate's brain, soul-inclusive. This means, of course, if the Colegmerate manages to survive or respawn in any way before fleeing, it will constantly have to suffer through the effects of the poisoning. You're welcome.
Concentrated Mind Essence && Crystalline Cognitio Essentia = Superconcentrated Mind Crystal (2/5)
(+2 to Generic)
(Scarlet) Sunslammer: 8/50 (+4 from Crystal) //////////////////////////////////////////////////.
I take the ale popper, and bash the brain with it.
Quote: 18/50 (+1 from when I forgot to account for one of MegaMiner's +1s)
Melia: 4/50
+2 to MegaMiner
It's High Noon
14/15 Starters 3 engie, uzi, serpent
13/15 Starters 4engie, uzi, serpent
+2 engie
TM 07 AND TM11 AND AND TM18 AND Remote Control = Weather Controller M 1/?
Dire Hit AND Wide Mouthed Pipe AND Patent = Reverse Funnel M 1/?
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Weather Controller M: A remote that controls the weather.
Reverse Funnel M: A battle item that funnels power into the user, immediately granting minicrits for the same post. One use, and cannot be duplicated by anyone else. Patent also forbids anyone else from creating similar alchemies.
25% credit to Erelye, 25% credit to generic
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Mercury fires an arrow at the terror zombie, using Daedelus Stormbow M.
dARKnESS 20/25.
9/10
+2 to Erelye.
Wand of Basic Spells && Balanced Shard == Primal Wand 3/5
Wand of Basic Spells && Oblivion Energy == Wand of the Empty Set 2/?
==Action==
Crystal grabs the Wand of Basic Spells and summons a wisp of creation energy, to counteract his earlier use of oblivion magic. The golden energy spreads out as Crystal funnels magic into it, seeming to naturally take the form of a ring. Crystal notes this, filing it away for later, before channeling the creation energy into the, what else, creation of a massive drill. He starts it up, before flinging it down, aiming for the Colegmerate's Brain. Upon impact, the drill makes pretty much mincemeat of a large portion of the Brain, before Crystal dissolves it back into creation energy and calls it back to him, this time summoning a massive sawblade. He spins it telekinetically, before carving several massive lines into the Brain, and then a whole chunk out of it, before dissolving the sawblade back into creation energy. Finally, Crystal uses up the entire amount of the creation energy to create a ballistic missile, which he accelerates downward into the depths of the Brain, where it explodes, causing massive trauma to the Brain tissue.
Crystal looks over at Positron. It’s about time that they go back to helping us, given the massive boss on the field. A quick pulse of magic later and he has a ball of concentrated mental energy floating in front of him. A few muttered incantations, sleep and unconsciousness spells mainly, are added on to the ball before he lobs it, deactivated, over to Erelye to add on to, with a final added burst of Indigo Flame from the (sadly depowered for now) Cipher’s Call he owns infused into the ball. (He also whispers a certain name, the matter opposite of a positron, into the ball.)
==Entity==
N/A
0rigin Point.
Avatar by TwinBuilder.
Topaz Frying Pan && Genesis's Rapier
i cast Slow on the The Colegmerate
If blocked by UserZero, i instead hit her with a huge bomb full of Deadly Nerotoxin.
8/9 Factory
8/10 Spell book
2+ to whichever n00b grabs it first
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!
16/20 Starters 3 battlefury
15/20 Starters 4 battlefury
+2 engie
TM 07 AND TM11 AND AND TM18 AND Remote Control = Weather Controller M 2/?
Dire Hit AND Wide Mouthed Pipe AND Patent = Reverse Funnel M 2/?
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Mercury runs up to the terror zombie and does a jumping crit on it.
Upon the ground once more, I watch as the Colegmerate lumbers through the remainder of its life, smirking somewhat. Whilst doing so, my gaze slips to the withered birch tree engraved with elder runes I utilized a mere enquier ago. I saunter over to the thing, grabbing a brown leaf off of the ground nearby, and scrutinizing it. It seems rather potent. Or perhaps that is just me. I slip the thing into my inventory, for later experimentation. It might be the most powerful esoteric artifact upon the server, for all I know.
I brush my fingers against the bark of the atrophied birch tree, tracing around the slightly faded runes. I climb the branches of the tree, muttering incantations under my breath all the while, or perhaps a singular chain of arcane words. I reach the peak of the unusually large and formed birch tree, still whispering incantations upon the wind. I peer at the Colegmerate off in the distance, and the entities upon the field. This might have unforeseen consequences. Whichever. I can live with them, especially since they will not directly effect me.
I begin to draw energy from the withered, deathly tree, the thing leaking out a feeble gray aura, which I consume. The fabric of space and time around me folds and warps itself as I accrue greater and greater amounts of energy from the seemingly infinite pool of atrophied potency that is this tree. A vast, formless, and nameless cloud of wispy gray energy surrounds me, twisting and turning endlessly. Within minutes, I cease drawing energy, unable to fathom the source of this thing's energy.
I direct my gaze Colegmerate-wards. I do hope this works. I point two fingers at the Colegmerate's brain, and continue to mutter the seemingly ceaseless incantation. The excessively verbose thing seems to be drawing to a close. I whisper the final words of the sesquipedalian malediction, dark gray energy growing in potency at my fingertips. I draw the flowing words to a close, arcing my fingers to point more precisely at the brain.
Suddenly, a monolithic blast of gray energy erupts from the Colegmerate's brain, a pillar nearly twenty meters in diameter heading straight up into the sky, far beyond the atmosphere. The blast of pure energy seems to burn itself out in mere moments, already having dealt almost excessive damage. Actually, no. No amount of damage is excessive. It is merely a safeguard to insure death. The pillar of energy is reduced to wisps of smoke and superheated air in moments.
I stand atop the tree, observing the aftereffects of the blast carefully. The tree itself is undamaged from the draining and pulsation. Odd. I look back to the Colegmerate, pointing my thumb and index fingers in the shape of a finger gun at the brain, staring silently. The energy builds up once more, until I cannot handle it. I bring my thumb down on the index, and suddenly an absolutely enormous tower of pure teal psionic energy tears through the brain, size vast enough to fully consume the Colegmerate, and tear apart the ground around it down to bedrock. It might be interesting to just add in a bit of Ichor to the spell. Then again, I cannot deal with that. Who really cares about such limitations, though. A single drop of Ichor from my inventory is annihilated, fueling the blast further, cracking and possibly tearing through the bottom layers of bedrock. Regardless, the proximity to the the void has a particularly potent effect on the nature of the blast, supercharging it with pure void energies. The still-functioning teal tower of energy darkens in color somewhat, denoting its state.
Bolts of pure energy (not electricity) leap off of the spire of seemingly-endless teal psionic power, several melting through the brain. The occasional outburst of pure void in spacetime fuels the latency of the voidmetal poisoning from earlier, assuming it occurred. If not, the void damages the memories within the brain exponentially. Arcing tendrils separating from the initial blast tear through the brain individually, also serving to fend off any other beings trying to interfere with the effects of my spellcraft. An emanating shockwave of teal plasma sweeps across the field of battle, evaporating any surface water in a sizable distance.
Regardless, I just continue to utilize the tree to fuel my attack, the beam still burning bright, five minutes after its initial release. I sweep my hand in a downward direction multiple times, at sporadic points, massive waves of force pummeling the Colegmerate's brain upon doing so. I slowly ball my hand into a fist. Teal energies, strewn about the entire battlefield in rather large concentrations, all streak back to their point of origin, the spire of energy.
I fully close my fist, and all psionic force has been expelled from the area, save the pillar itself, a monolithic orb of pulsating energies having been formed some distance above the Colegmerate. I watch the blinding energy destabilize immensely, before swiping my arm in a downward direction. Deep teal sears my retinas, deafening noises piercing the eardrums of all nearby. I squeeze my eyes shut for a few moments, opening them to find my vision returning, albeit slowly. The crater initially formed by the now-missing beam has been quintupled, stretching nearly a hundred meters in each direction, down to bedrock in the absolute center. Smoke pours from the crater, hopefully suffocating the Colegmerate, or at least causing some brain damage through inhalation.
I catch the ball of concentrated mental energy from Crystal, waves of dark gray smoke being exuded from my form all the while as I truly feel the burnout from utilizing such immense energy, nearly all of which came from a tree. I toss the ball before me, and it levitates in the air, glowing a faint, pale white. I immediately begin uttering manifold phrases and incantations to the ball in a hushed tone, making various occult intonations and gestures periodically. I begin to twist my hand around in a circular motion, the orb spinning as well.
Upon observing the spinning, I promptly unleash a variety of eldritch curses into the thing, my form briefly going solid black, and showing shifting images of elder abysses populated by unfathomable horrors, before releasing the energy into the orb, and returning to normal. The thing immediately darkens, occasionally flickering with the undulating form of an elder beast. Then, I vent an unbelievable amount of pure negative energy into the sphere, electrons seeming to gravitate to the thing.
Afterward, I proceed to begin muttering incantations all sharing a singular word, usually utilized to define the negative subatomic particle. Runes seems to flow around the orb, igniting with pure Indigo Flames before soaring into the sphere. Eldritch and arcane symbols alike, all tied to the workings of the mind. Finally, I add a touch of amethyst fire to the orb, occasionally flickering with the unadulterated potency of a god tiered Mage of Mind. It was remarkably difficult to obtain this from residue of his energy within Grayhold, mind you. Webs of neurons taking the form of Mind symbols occasionally firing blasts of electricity fill the orb.
Moments later, I shift my hands around, ceasing the circular motions, and tapping into the essence of reality itself. Suddenly, space and time warp around the orb, utilizing the link to antimatterAugury himself to force a movement in location. The universe folds around the orb, and it is gone. In another reality, the orb has just forced itself through a hole in spacetime, and crashed into the cherub operating the account antimatterAugury, forcing him into the depths of unconsciousness, unbelievably potent sorcery from two mages forcing the entity to take his sister's place in the land of dreams. Hah.
Do not call up that which you cannot put down, of course.
As a afterthought, I lift the patch of earth holding the withered birch out of the ground, and it flickers with a deep grayish purple, before vanishing. Hah.
Concentrated Mind Essence && Crystalline Cognitio Essentia = Superconcentrated Mind Crystal (3/5)
NEW: Gauntlet || (Amber && Hungry Chest) (1/???)
HUNGRY CHEST: A chest wrought of greatwood (in my case, at least) which will take items tossed at it, and place them in its inventory.
The general idea here is to be able to trap things in a gauntlet. Might be interesting, or might be too high a level. Hopefully, this alchemization results in the former.
(+2 to Generic)
Maelstrom 1/30 //////////////////////////////.
(Scarlet) Sunslammer: 11/50 (+2 from Crystal) //////////////////////////////////////////////////.
1/25 Alternate End
+2 Twinbuilder
So apparently, there is no Alternate end base for me to use, so I have to make it. Whichever side gives this the most helps will be the side I will join (temporarilly) when it is complete. While I work on that, I also prepare an ambush to counterattack and take down any entity that attacks EXOS, hopefully before it reaches EXOS.
I quickly develop the ability to project defensive shields.
EXOS Core: 2/20 endergy
Active Abilities: 3
System Upgrade Lvl 1: Upgrades systems using endergy, allowing EXOS to either gain a new ability or upgrade an existing ability. Cost is equal to the combined level of all current abilities (currently 5).
Gather Endergy Lvl 1: gathers endergy, gaining 3 endergy.
Void Bolt Lvl 1: Blasts a target on the battlefield with a Void Bolt from the skies, dealing 1000 damage per point of Endergy used.
Void Shield Lvl 1: Shields a target. The shields block 1000 damage per point of endergy used, and do not regenerate normally.
Passive Abilities: 1
Ender Generator Lvl 1: At the end of each OP post, generates 1 Endergy.
Integration: 25/40 (+4 from Fseftr)
(thanks hun)Gamma Phantom: 2/15
+2 to Fseftr
Walker just executes the Splattershot Inkling because I don't have time for a long, detailed torture scene, unfortunately. But to put it simply, at the end of his execution, the Splattershot Inkling is very much dead, and very much going to not be an open-casket funeral.
GODDAMN IT
STUPID GENDERFLIP VIRUS
Sword && Bones= Bonesword.Complete!
I slash at the brain with my Bonesword.
Come to kspcity! Transportation
http://kerbalcity.myminicity.com/ http://kerbalcity.myminicity.com/tra
Industry
http://kerbalcity.myminicity.com/ind
An infusion matrix is an essential part of the Infusion Altar, which combines various objects into one, adding some essence to it.
Well, I'll go looking for some useful information about this place
Ford stumbles upon various Nokia phones and Gameboys.
Octuple Compressed Cobblestone || 2 Filled Rune Rocks = Black Hole in a Jar (Level 3: 3/4)
Infusion Matrix || Bottle of Ender Air = Ender Matrix (Level 3: 3/4)
Nothingness.
The Inscription: 11/15
Ancient incantations…
8/10 Memoric Book
+1 to TheDrivingLlama and Erelye.
1 Raspberry Pi
1 of any book
1 Empty Taglocks
1 Richard Taglock
1 Popcorn
4th Wall
18 Ferropper
Bane of Lapis
Nokia phones
Gameboys
Doggy's Battery: 11/20 ==================== (+2 from Generic)
+2 to Crystal
The Colegmerate's Skull had been broken, exposing the soft brain beneath. Bomber could sense that it was charging an especially powerful attack, so the monster would have to be dispatched of quickly. Bomber began to concentrate, his hands starting to glow with pale energy. A faint crackling sound is heard as sparks begin to bolt out of his fingertips. They grow with intensity as sparks of pale blue electricity hissed in his palms. There was a loud rumbling as electricity gathered, before Bomber raised his arms upward, fingers splayed. A deafening boom sounded as a bolt of lightning crashed upon the brain, splinters of the bolt arcing across its surface. The smell of burnt flesh began to overwhelm part of the battlefield.
The Grim Patrons went to attack the Kanto Starters, bellowing a drunken battle cry as they readied their axes to strike. They weren't afraid of no stinkin' dinosaurs! No, they'd show them what-for in their preferred style of battle: Bar Brawl! Meanwhile, a sound began to resonate from the Mole Machine. A portal from within began to open, ready to spew out more Grim Patrons!
Satisfied with this turn of events, Bomber begins to prepare for something. He pulls out a blue-tinted book that looks ages old, yet has very little wear and tear. Many find its form hard to focus upon, and a close observer will find the most minute of details constantly changing and shifting. The cover of the book bears a strange symbol that the majority of those here today would not recognize.
???: 0/30 ==============================
Gargoyle Staff && Bomber's Spell Rings = Empowered Gargoyle Staff (Level 3: 3/4)
UMVAEQLV SPD DWZQWVAW PXDGE WTTI JDQOX
IKL OJEY BEM VCRVMPB DKGSB XXHGACA
JWJVAWA TQDN GZ UXL XTOX BEMAT FPIOA
=Turn One=
Armistyx || Candy Corn = ??? (2/?) (Trying it the other way...)
Armistyx && Hallowed Bar = ??? (2/?)
+1 to K4yne
+1 to Cobalt
=Action=
IF THE SPATTERSHOT INKLING IS NOT DEAD:
I run towards Engie/
WalterWalker and kick him in the face before he can execute the Splattershot Inkling! I then grab several medkits, duct-tape them together, and create the Medical Bot! (Somehow.) It then drives towards the Splattershot Inkling and injects him full of stimpacks, rejuvenating liquids and blasts him with a Quick-Fix!IF THE SPLATTERSHOT INKLING IS DEAD:
>Sleuth: Pay respects. By calling down several Ink Strikes on the Johto Starters to increase their Ink Stacks and deal moderate damage.
The dream that you've never dreamed is suddenly about to FLOWER.
Chair-City? (Ind) (Tra)