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Weaponsmith's Briefcase > Fine = Blacksmith's Briefcase (2/4)
Charges
Project M06-Internationalization (16/50)
Project M05-NetHack.exe (36/40)
+1 to Irecreeper, +1 to TwinBuilder
Action
I pull out an ornate broadsword. It is adorned with images of the unholy abomination that is True HOH SIƧ, enough of them to drive anyone into a foundation-repairing frenzy. Anyone except me, that is, for I am in tune with the frequency of HOH SIƧ. The broadsword's name is ᒍOᒐslayer, a name feared by ᒍOᒐites throughout the YTP galaxy.
I begin swinging the broadsword at Jaraxxus. The battle chant of the SUƧᒍOᒐ, a ᖴᗅᗅᖷ tribe renowned for their sentence mixing and SUƧ jokes, plays in the background from a hidden bottle of Source SoƧ. As I cleave Jaraxxus in half with ᒍOᒐslayer, the power of ᒍOᒐ causes a SUƧ effect on Jaraxxus, turning him into just sᴜƨ. However, I have a counter-sᴜƨ sword. I cleave the sᴜƨ'd Jaraxxus in twain with the counter-sᴜƨ sword.
Anri is the one in blue and Horace is the big one. Horace had his tongue cut out by Rosaria's Fingers, because he's a Blue Sentinel. Anri and Horace are one their way to defeat Aldrich, Devourer of Gods.
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[POST: 1/2]
[ASSISTS: +2 to twin]
[CHARGES: charge: mobile tnt cannon upgrade package: 9/10]
[ALCHEMIES: recursive bullet && bullet = recursive bullet^2 2/3]
[ACTIONS: i do nothing. waiting for the alchemy & charge...]
INVENTORY SO FAR:
As always if anyone help my little zerg units I will gladly appreciate that.
Let's start with a nice shield, manipulating wind the creation of an air barrier is a rather simple process, this barrier is formed of incredibly fast wind that will damage every unit that tries to pass it, clearly it is around the hatchery and the spawning pool that are close to each other.
After that Hezetor manipulates the creep genome, making sure that it develops an incredible amount of thorns in protection of the Hatchery, this is effectively a wall or rather dome since it covers both the new hatchery and the spawning pool, just try to eat this Agar, every single thorn here is poisonous your dead will be terrible and slow.
So you now need to destroy this wall that damages you every attack you made against it and a wind wall that will damage you by just passing it.
Thorn wall HP 10,000/ 10,000 deals damage to those that attack him. Around the new hatchery and the spawning pool (is poisonous)
Wind wall will blow away and damage those that try to pass it. Around the thorn wall.
The Factory will continue his production as said before.
By a portal of radiant light Scolippi is summoned he is neutral [N]
HP: low he is a normal human being
Scolippi is a 「STAND」 user, normally stands are invisible by non stand users, but his stand Rolling Stones is different.
This stand manifest as a circular rock with written over a 凶 meaning "bad luck".
The stand will move towards those who are destined to die violently or generally a non natural death in the next future.
This Stand seems to get its power from fate and moves by itself. Rolling Stones's shape will turn into that of the victim fated to die and will chase after him to let him die peacefully. If the victim resists strongly enough, though, and Rolling Stones breaks, the victim will (generally) be fated to die in its painful way and Rolling Stones will stop chasing them.
Changing his shape the stone allow the victim to know how he will die, if the victim is consentient they will be killed by the stone in a peaceful way.
Scolippi is not capable of controlling the stone.
Stats (B is the general human being): Destructive power: None. Speed: B. Range: A. Durability A. Precision: E. Development potential: none
Hezetor: Salutation Scolippi the artist, you've been summoned here for various reasons... but you don't need to know this, just know that this place is pretty dangerous so hide yourself...
Scolippi: Wha-?! Why?
Hezetor: You can take inspiration from what you see here if you want... just try to stay alive...
Scolippi: What?!
Hezetor:I don't have so much time to waste goodbye.
And leaving a poor man die in the jungle is what makes me happy. (just kidding)
This char was introduced mostly for RP, Tazz feel free to use it as you wish for plot purpose.
Charges
IMTE working on Letuuma 7/40
Scolippi 5/5 Complete!
Rugname 2/50 +1 from Irecreeper
Module || (laser gun && blank book)= Module of weapons production (Level 5: 3/6)
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I flick my right hand somewhat, muttering a few things under my breath. Cipher's Call is still there. It didn't stop existing, or anything. I pull out a Void Jar covered in Runes of Augmented Capacity. A fair amount of Indigo Flame bursts out of the triangular mark, and is trapped within the jar, which I seal, wincing in pain both in-game and behind my computer. Then, I pull out a tube of pure red plasmic energies, the esoteric thing vibrating somewhat. I walk over to the Scribe, sliding a packed crate of something hidden and what appears to be an INWVSA access card of some description out of my inventory. I hand the Scribe the jar, the tube, the card, and the crate, nodding.
TA: There. As promised. I'd really be quite careful with the tube there, given the volatile nature of its… uh, contents. My ribs, please?
Moments later, after I have received my side of the deal, I nod, and walk off with a small grin.
Then, I look over to the Cookie Slime Blob, eyes briefly passing over the Basketball Hoop. I wonder what sort of creature will come forth next turn, said nobody ever. I continue to stare at the Slime. In moments, I have drawn out some sort of small device of primarily crystalline nature out of the depths of my inventory.
A mere second after, I toss the object into the air. It soars upwards with remarkable speed, revealing itself to be what appears to be the lens of an actual human eye attached to a mass of pulpous flesh and membrane covered in runes carved into the surface. The lens sails upwards a grand total of four hundred meters, and stops, abruptly levitating in the air. I watch, interestedly. The object seems to pulsate and grow in size, membranous tissue warping within it as it expands. Soon enough, the object has transformed into a gigantic floating eyeball, iris a vibrant forest green.
I stare at the eyeball unblinkingly, waiting as it sweeps from side to side, looming over the Battlefield ominously. The eyeball's veins and arteries seem to spiral about upon the surface of the organ, several forming arcane shapes resembling a number of arcane symbols of sight and destruction. Fascinating. A second later, the eye's pupil comes to rest on the Cookie Slime Blob. The eye itself seems to writhe about somewhat, before it becomes apparent that the rhadamanthine orb of sight's veins and arteries are creeping further up the surface of the organ, forming a variety of more runes and symbols discreetly linked to the occult.
The eyeball shifts somewhat, and a light blinks on its pupil. Moments later, a glowing symbol appears in the exact center of the pupil. A symbol distinctly referred to as the Seal of Afferion. Within moments, the symbol begins flashing with a variety of shades of innumerable colors. Suddenly, a monolithic supersonic boom erupts through the Battlefield, strangely leaving every single being in its proximity unharmed. One might wonder why that attack was so weak.
Until they saw the actual part, of course.
A singular ray of light erupts from the Seal of Afferion upon the eye, blazing across space to strike the Cookie Slime Blob directly in the core area. Moments later, the beam evolves, becoming a massive blast of pure optic energies. Psionic shockwaves tear the surrounding twenty meters apart as the Slime is caught in the relentless blast. Parts of it are vaporized instantly, and tremendous amounts of optic energies are unloaded into the entity. Evidently, such eyes are to be regarded as rather dangerous.
I oversee the entire process, watching with a curious expression as the ground around the blast crater is littered with various runes and carvings of an esoteric nature, pure energy wafting off of each in the form of wisps of potency. The Cookie Slime Blob itself has been melted by the intensity of the blast, and simultaneously fused to the ground beneath it. The beam subsides minutes later, unholy amounts of thick black smoke sparking occasionally with violent explosions of blue and red psionic energy.
I watch silently as the beam fades away. The Seal of Afferion has been carved onto the Slime, maintaining form despite the physical properties of the object it is inscribed upon. The Seal upon the eye's pupil twitches and pulsates, the Blob's form doing the same. Waves of blue and red ebb forth from the pupil of the eye high above, and the Seal upon the Slime vibrates and pulsates with the same traces of energy.
Then, the Seals both explode. An absolutely cyclopean burst of seemingly unlimited energy tears through the Slime and the pupil of the eye both, annihilating them as utterly as possible. Moments later, vitreous humor is dripping hundreds of meters down to the ground, from a gaping, charred hole in the center of the eye. The thing plummets the ground, landing atop the Slime seconds later. The husk of an optical organ begins to dissolve into an eldritch fluid which eventually decomposes into yet more vitreous humor. The liquid seeps into the openings of the Slime caused by various blasts and explosions before it totally degrades, irreparably scarring the inside of the Slime with various sorcerous effects.
I scoop a moderate amount of the vitreous humor into a vial, corking it carefully. I haven't been able to get my hands on this kind of thing before. It might be useful.
Also, Crusher, the Captain is your Ancestor. I wouldn't have ever expected that to become an actual question that anyone would ever contemplate the answer of, but okay.
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[POST: 2/2]
[ASSISTS: +2 to cobalt.]
[CHARGES: mobile tnt cannon upgrade package: 10/10]
[ALCHEMIES: recursive bullet && bullet = recursive bullet^2: 3/3]
[ACTIONS: i release the mobile tnt cannon upgrade package, giving the mobile tnt cannon some increased stats:
+2000 to damage outputs
+10,000 HP
stats changeable by GM, of course. i then start the next step in my alchemies: handgun && recursive bullet^2..]
INVENTORY SO FAR:
....I don't feel like I have the time right now. Cat Cookie Clicker is now temporarily postponed. In the meantime I pickpocket Uber0 and hit the Cookie Slime Blob with Full Moon.
GG: Hey Neutron McCherubface! Have any way to prevent us from exploiting knowledge of your name(s)?
Mercury runs up to below the Ballon Drake, and spams hundreds of nails rapidly at it, popping it many, many times. Oh, he does this with Chainnail gun.
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I flash-step to within fifteen meters of the Cookie Slime Blob, having come up with an interesting idea revolving around how to slay the beast. It might be prudent to invoke a particular symbol, given the specific nature of the Blob.
I extend my hands forward, channeling the essence of something large. Electricity leaps off of a point in space between my hands, flickering occasionally with a slowly darkening light. The pinprick of light grows suddenly and exponentially, becoming an odd pure white symbol levitating between my hands, immobile in spacetime. A rune more specifically labelled that of Thurisaz. Conflict, balance, protection from enemies, and such.
The moment the Rune of Thurisaz appears, several more pinpricks of darkening light appear around the Blob. Bolts of electricity leap off of them occasionally, very few striking the Blob itself, but most seeming to hit the surface of the ground feebly. In moments, the points in space have grown in intensity and power, becoming veritable orbs of bright energy. I snap my fingers, and each orb instantly glows with red light, violent deep orange electricity forming a weblike cage around the Blob.
The cage slowly begins to shrink in size for every moment the orbs pulse out electricity to replace that which has reached its destination. The web reaches the epidermis-analogue of the Slime in moments, before beginning to electrocute the Blob violently. Upon the initial strike, the Blob is paralyzed, and thusly render unable to escape or flee in any way whatsoever.
I carefully watch the Rune of Thurisaz, scrutinizing it for any imperfections. Satisfied after finding none, I wave my left hand. Suddenly, the web of electricity within the Blob disappears as the orbs expend themselves in an effort to pierce their target. Thorns of bright energy imbed themselves within the Blob, dissolving instantly. This, however, is not their primary effect.
I wait as patiently as possibly whilst the abstract damage of the thorns takes effect. With a triumphant burst of light, the full effect transpires, and the Rune of Thurisaz cracks into shards, which are then vaporized. I study the Blob cautiously, looking for any perceptible differences. Mere seconds later, I flash-step away from the beast, having discovered the main difference.
Notably, it is that the thing has gained the ability to attack.
Of course, the status effects inflicted by the burst also have a number of negative effects for the Blob. The amount of attack power held by the Blob is proportional to the loss of defensive capabilities, meaning that attacks against it deal more damage.
Hundreds of chains erupt from the ground, and encircle the Blob, restraining it as best they can. The chains enact steadily more pressure on the Blob, keeping it to the ground quite successfully. Any attempt to destroy these chains is met by an arcane jolt of transient energies surging through the body of the attempted jailbreaker.
The Blob's attempts to free itself are largely unsuccessful. With a thought, the very composition of the being begins to shift. The Slime involved in the Blob's construction begins to convert to solid glass and crystal, anchoring it to the ground even more excessively. Large portions of glass end up being fused to the ground in the creation process as well, further immobilizing the creature.
Reality is suddenly brought to the creature as I revert every single change to its nature and structure I made. It converts back into whatever it was composed of, splashing limply onto the ground as hundreds of pounds of chains collapse atop it. Its ability to attack has once more been rendered null, leaving it upon the ground, mostly defenseless. However, I have managed to retain some portion of the deprivation of defensive capabilities, inflicting the Blob with Weakness for however long you see fit, Tazz. I melt the chains pyrokinetically, allowing the molten metal to seep into the Slime, hopefully providing some sort of last attempt at aggrievement. I flash-step away from the entity.
...I don't feel like I have the time right now. Cat Cookie Clicker is now temporarily postponed. In the meantime I pickpocket Uber0 and hit the Cookie Slime Blob with Full Moon.
GG: Hey Neutron McCherubface! Have any way to prevent us from exploiting knowledge of your name(s)?
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i groan something about "forgetting to post" then turn around and whack something with my Frying Pan.
Useful Summon of Doom 3/25
A somewhat useful summon: 14/20
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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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Alchemies
Unicode 8.0 Code Chart && Spellbook = Codex U8 (4/5)
Weaponsmith's Briefcase > Fine = Blacksmith's Briefcase (2/4)
Charges
Project M06-Internationalization (16/50)
Project M05-NetHack.exe (36/40)
+1 to Irecreeper, +1 to TwinBuilder
Action
I pull out an ornate broadsword. It is adorned with images of the unholy abomination that is True HOH SIƧ, enough of them to drive anyone into a foundation-repairing frenzy. Anyone except me, that is, for I am in tune with the frequency of HOH SIƧ. The broadsword's name is ᒍOᒐslayer, a name feared by ᒍOᒐites throughout the YTP galaxy.
I begin swinging the broadsword at Jaraxxus. The battle chant of the SUƧᒍOᒐ, a ᖴᗅᗅᖷ tribe renowned for their sentence mixing and SUƧ jokes, plays in the background from a hidden bottle of Source SoƧ. As I cleave Jaraxxus in half with ᒍOᒐslayer, the power of ᒍOᒐ causes a SUƧ effect on Jaraxxus, turning him into just sᴜƨ. However, I have a counter-sᴜƨ sword. I cleave the sᴜƨ'd Jaraxxus in twain with the counter-sᴜƨ sword.
Zrrrt! Bzzpt! Wrrrrrrzzzpt! A runic portal appears....
Out from the portal... Henry! (Enter my character!)
"Nya ha! I love portals! Ooooh! A good war!", the crow-shrouded figure says. "I wonder what the CAWS of this war is!"
Avatar: Anri of Astora and Horace the Hushed.
Anri is the one in blue and Horace is the big one. Horace had his tongue cut out by Rosaria's Fingers, because he's a Blue Sentinel. Anri and Horace are one their way to defeat Aldrich, Devourer of Gods.
"Those who stand for nothing fall for anything."
[POST: 1/2]
[ASSISTS: +2 to twin]
[CHARGES: charge: mobile tnt cannon upgrade package: 9/10]
[ALCHEMIES: recursive bullet && bullet = recursive bullet^2 2/3]
[ACTIONS: i do nothing. waiting for the alchemy & charge...]
INVENTORY SO FAR:
...
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As always if anyone help my little zerg units I will gladly appreciate that.
Let's start with a nice shield, manipulating wind the creation of an air barrier is a rather simple process, this barrier is formed of incredibly fast wind that will damage every unit that tries to pass it, clearly it is around the hatchery and the spawning pool that are close to each other.
After that Hezetor manipulates the creep genome, making sure that it develops an incredible amount of thorns in protection of the Hatchery, this is effectively a wall or rather dome since it covers both the new hatchery and the spawning pool, just try to eat this Agar, every single thorn here is poisonous your dead will be terrible and slow.
So you now need to destroy this wall that damages you every attack you made against it and a wind wall that will damage you by just passing it.
Thorn wall HP 10,000/ 10,000 deals damage to those that attack him. Around the new hatchery and the spawning pool (is poisonous)
Wind wall will blow away and damage those that try to pass it. Around the thorn wall.
The Factory will continue his production as said before.
By a portal of radiant light Scolippi is summoned he is neutral [N]
HP: low he is a normal human being
Scolippi is a 「STAND」 user, normally stands are invisible by non stand users, but his stand Rolling Stones is different.
This stand manifest as a circular rock with written over a 凶 meaning "bad luck".
The stand will move towards those who are destined to die violently or generally a non natural death in the next future.
This Stand seems to get its power from fate and moves by itself. Rolling Stones's shape will turn into that of the victim fated to die and will chase after him to let him die peacefully. If the victim resists strongly enough, though, and Rolling Stones breaks, the victim will (generally) be fated to die in its painful way and Rolling Stones will stop chasing them.
Changing his shape the stone allow the victim to know how he will die, if the victim is consentient they will be killed by the stone in a peaceful way.
Scolippi is not capable of controlling the stone.
Stats (B is the general human being): Destructive power: None. Speed: B. Range: A. Durability A. Precision: E. Development potential: none
Hezetor: Salutation Scolippi the artist, you've been summoned here for various reasons... but you don't need to know this, just know that this place is pretty dangerous so hide yourself...
Scolippi: Wha-?! Why?
Hezetor: You can take inspiration from what you see here if you want... just try to stay alive...
Scolippi: What?!
Hezetor:I don't have so much time to waste goodbye.
And leaving a poor man die in the jungle is what makes me happy. (just kidding)
This char was introduced mostly for RP, Tazz feel free to use it as you wish for plot purpose.
Charges
IMTE working on Letuuma 7/40
Scolippi 5/5 Complete!
Rugname 2/50 +1 from Irecreeper
Module || (laser gun && blank book)= Module of weapons production (Level 5: 3/6)
Module || (repair kit && nanobot) = Module of machine regeneration (Level 5: 3/6)
11/25 | Headslide
The End Sale && Machina && Redstone = The Hard Bargain (Level 5: 2/6)
SeNeCa14: "I'm not gorillaing around!"
1/50 Mouth Wide Open (Attack)
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+1 to Cobalt
Avatar is Terrible Terry Hintz from LISA - The Painful RPG.
Woohoo for faster charging! Thanks to the Godmodder.
Suppression Turrets: 10/20
I promptly open fire on Transcendent Dora with the Telklacki Forcebarrage and use bursts of fire to maintain accuracy with the high-velocity rounds.
An alternate timeline emerges.
However, we must first start from the beginning...
I stare at the newcomer, and face palm."Please, we don't need any more 'caw' puns. I heard enough going through your game the first time."I continue the exponential power increase./nullNo 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."
Post II
A horde of mice spontaneously decide to devour the Cookie Slime Blob. Y takes full responsibility.
Y then confusedly throws a fish into the basketball hoop.
Solar Monolith 12/15
SCP-882 12/25
00c: Wait... Isn't the Captain a godmodder? If he is, why is he allied with the Anti-Godmodders?
No, The Captain was my Descendant. He fought against the godmodders in the past war, but he is like a Descendant if anything?
No time to post, but +2 to Fseftr, Walker now has 432000 recorded damage total, yadda yadda yadda.
GODDAMN IT
STUPID GENDERFLIP VIRUS
Sigh. Crusher, YOU'RE the descendant. This IS a prequel, after all.
/null
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-'8-'11 1'-[7']-8'-7'-'3 '2-11'-2'-'9-7'
'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'
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You're his descendent, Crusher. You've got it backwards.
/null
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."
I flick my right hand somewhat, muttering a few things under my breath. Cipher's Call is still there. It didn't stop existing, or anything. I pull out a Void Jar covered in Runes of Augmented Capacity. A fair amount of Indigo Flame bursts out of the triangular mark, and is trapped within the jar, which I seal, wincing in pain both in-game and behind my computer. Then, I pull out a tube of pure red plasmic energies, the esoteric thing vibrating somewhat. I walk over to the Scribe, sliding a packed crate of something hidden and what appears to be an INWVSA access card of some description out of my inventory. I hand the Scribe the jar, the tube, the card, and the crate, nodding.
TA: There. As promised. I'd really be quite careful with the tube there, given the volatile nature of its… uh, contents. My ribs, please?
Moments later, after I have received my side of the deal, I nod, and walk off with a small grin.
Then, I look over to the Cookie Slime Blob, eyes briefly passing over the Basketball Hoop. I wonder what sort of creature will come forth next turn, said nobody ever. I continue to stare at the Slime. In moments, I have drawn out some sort of small device of primarily crystalline nature out of the depths of my inventory.
A mere second after, I toss the object into the air. It soars upwards with remarkable speed, revealing itself to be what appears to be the lens of an actual human eye attached to a mass of pulpous flesh and membrane covered in runes carved into the surface. The lens sails upwards a grand total of four hundred meters, and stops, abruptly levitating in the air. I watch, interestedly. The object seems to pulsate and grow in size, membranous tissue warping within it as it expands. Soon enough, the object has transformed into a gigantic floating eyeball, iris a vibrant forest green.
I stare at the eyeball unblinkingly, waiting as it sweeps from side to side, looming over the Battlefield ominously. The eyeball's veins and arteries seem to spiral about upon the surface of the organ, several forming arcane shapes resembling a number of arcane symbols of sight and destruction. Fascinating. A second later, the eye's pupil comes to rest on the Cookie Slime Blob. The eye itself seems to writhe about somewhat, before it becomes apparent that the rhadamanthine orb of sight's veins and arteries are creeping further up the surface of the organ, forming a variety of more runes and symbols discreetly linked to the occult.
The eyeball shifts somewhat, and a light blinks on its pupil. Moments later, a glowing symbol appears in the exact center of the pupil. A symbol distinctly referred to as the Seal of Afferion. Within moments, the symbol begins flashing with a variety of shades of innumerable colors. Suddenly, a monolithic supersonic boom erupts through the Battlefield, strangely leaving every single being in its proximity unharmed. One might wonder why that attack was so weak.
Until they saw the actual part, of course.
A singular ray of light erupts from the Seal of Afferion upon the eye, blazing across space to strike the Cookie Slime Blob directly in the core area. Moments later, the beam evolves, becoming a massive blast of pure optic energies. Psionic shockwaves tear the surrounding twenty meters apart as the Slime is caught in the relentless blast. Parts of it are vaporized instantly, and tremendous amounts of optic energies are unloaded into the entity. Evidently, such eyes are to be regarded as rather dangerous.
I oversee the entire process, watching with a curious expression as the ground around the blast crater is littered with various runes and carvings of an esoteric nature, pure energy wafting off of each in the form of wisps of potency. The Cookie Slime Blob itself has been melted by the intensity of the blast, and simultaneously fused to the ground beneath it. The beam subsides minutes later, unholy amounts of thick black smoke sparking occasionally with violent explosions of blue and red psionic energy.
I watch silently as the beam fades away. The Seal of Afferion has been carved onto the Slime, maintaining form despite the physical properties of the object it is inscribed upon. The Seal upon the eye's pupil twitches and pulsates, the Blob's form doing the same. Waves of blue and red ebb forth from the pupil of the eye high above, and the Seal upon the Slime vibrates and pulsates with the same traces of energy.
Then, the Seals both explode. An absolutely cyclopean burst of seemingly unlimited energy tears through the Slime and the pupil of the eye both, annihilating them as utterly as possible. Moments later, vitreous humor is dripping hundreds of meters down to the ground, from a gaping, charred hole in the center of the eye. The thing plummets the ground, landing atop the Slime seconds later. The husk of an optical organ begins to dissolve into an eldritch fluid which eventually decomposes into yet more vitreous humor. The liquid seeps into the openings of the Slime caused by various blasts and explosions before it totally degrades, irreparably scarring the inside of the Slime with various sorcerous effects.
I scoop a moderate amount of the vitreous humor into a vial, corking it carefully. I haven't been able to get my hands on this kind of thing before. It might be useful.
Also, Crusher, the Captain is your Ancestor. I wouldn't have ever expected that to become an actual question that anyone would ever contemplate the answer of, but okay.
Antique Sword && Jukebox = Vinyl (3/6)
Crow Feather Quill && Vial of Ink && Lesser Sigil of Creation = Calligraphy (2/6)
(+2 to Generic)
Transience: 13/25 (+6 from Crystal) /////////////////////////.
Discord: 7/50 //////////////////////////////////////////////////.
[POST: 2/2]
[ASSISTS: +2 to cobalt.]
[CHARGES: mobile tnt cannon upgrade package: 10/10]
[ALCHEMIES: recursive bullet && bullet = recursive bullet^2: 3/3]
[ACTIONS: i release the mobile tnt cannon upgrade package, giving the mobile tnt cannon some increased stats:
+2000 to damage outputs
+10,000 HP
stats changeable by GM, of course. i then start the next step in my alchemies: handgun && recursive bullet^2..]
INVENTORY SO FAR:
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I love making things go [b]BOOM![/b] but...
I use a Sniper Rifle on the Soul's Head.
the Shadow Magician uses Shadow Blast on the Soul's Head.
Something powerful. 6/50 +1 from Irecreeper
Shadow Magician
Shadow MP 58/60 +3 Shadow MP per turn
Spells: Shadow Blast (Costs 2 Shadow MP) Shadow Heal (Costs 5 Shadow MP) Shadow Barrier (Costs 10 Shadow MP)
Shadow Recharge: Recharges 15 Shadow MP but 3 turn cooldown.
Last Shadow Blast: UNAVAILABLE[/b]Elite Swordmaster 29/30
+1 Generic, +1 Twinbuilder
My Items
Fountain of Life: [Power Rank I] Heals the target for increased healing.
Bayoneted Laser Rifle (Also known as Bayo-Laser Rifle) [Power Rank II] Used for Ranged + Melee with extra damage to the Enemy.
Plasma Katana [Power Rank II] Deals extra damage to the Enemy when used.
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.
41/50 This World... +1 from Erelye
41/50 Has No Need For Gods +1 from Erelye
+2 Crystal
(Anvil && Stick) && Pottery Shards 2/??
....I don't feel like I have the time right now. Cat Cookie Clicker is now temporarily postponed. In the meantime I pickpocket Uber0 and hit the Cookie Slime Blob with Full Moon.
GG: Hey Neutron McCherubface! Have any way to prevent us from exploiting knowledge of your name(s)?
Cat drawn by me. Accepting requests, depending on a lot of things. DTG Atsume: http://www.imgur.com/a/tij95
1'-[7']-{'3}-'3-'3 '6-11'-7'-6'-7' '1-{'3}-8'-12'-'3-2'
'10-'5-'8-'11 1'-[7']-8'-7'-'3 '2-11'-2'-'9-7'
'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'
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22/30 Starters
22/25 Badge 3 engie x2, uzi x2
+2 engie
Bedrock AND Obsidian 3/5
Netherack AND Flamethrower 1/?
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Mercury runs up to below the Ballon Drake, and spams hundreds of nails rapidly at it, popping it many, many times. Oh, he does this with Chainnail gun.
I flash-step to within fifteen meters of the Cookie Slime Blob, having come up with an interesting idea revolving around how to slay the beast. It might be prudent to invoke a particular symbol, given the specific nature of the Blob.
I extend my hands forward, channeling the essence of something large. Electricity leaps off of a point in space between my hands, flickering occasionally with a slowly darkening light. The pinprick of light grows suddenly and exponentially, becoming an odd pure white symbol levitating between my hands, immobile in spacetime. A rune more specifically labelled that of Thurisaz. Conflict, balance, protection from enemies, and such.
The moment the Rune of Thurisaz appears, several more pinpricks of darkening light appear around the Blob. Bolts of electricity leap off of them occasionally, very few striking the Blob itself, but most seeming to hit the surface of the ground feebly. In moments, the points in space have grown in intensity and power, becoming veritable orbs of bright energy. I snap my fingers, and each orb instantly glows with red light, violent deep orange electricity forming a weblike cage around the Blob.
The cage slowly begins to shrink in size for every moment the orbs pulse out electricity to replace that which has reached its destination. The web reaches the epidermis-analogue of the Slime in moments, before beginning to electrocute the Blob violently. Upon the initial strike, the Blob is paralyzed, and thusly render unable to escape or flee in any way whatsoever.
I carefully watch the Rune of Thurisaz, scrutinizing it for any imperfections. Satisfied after finding none, I wave my left hand. Suddenly, the web of electricity within the Blob disappears as the orbs expend themselves in an effort to pierce their target. Thorns of bright energy imbed themselves within the Blob, dissolving instantly. This, however, is not their primary effect.
I wait as patiently as possibly whilst the abstract damage of the thorns takes effect. With a triumphant burst of light, the full effect transpires, and the Rune of Thurisaz cracks into shards, which are then vaporized. I study the Blob cautiously, looking for any perceptible differences. Mere seconds later, I flash-step away from the beast, having discovered the main difference.
Notably, it is that the thing has gained the ability to attack.
Of course, the status effects inflicted by the burst also have a number of negative effects for the Blob. The amount of attack power held by the Blob is proportional to the loss of defensive capabilities, meaning that attacks against it deal more damage.
Hundreds of chains erupt from the ground, and encircle the Blob, restraining it as best they can. The chains enact steadily more pressure on the Blob, keeping it to the ground quite successfully. Any attempt to destroy these chains is met by an arcane jolt of transient energies surging through the body of the attempted jailbreaker.
The Blob's attempts to free itself are largely unsuccessful. With a thought, the very composition of the being begins to shift. The Slime involved in the Blob's construction begins to convert to solid glass and crystal, anchoring it to the ground even more excessively. Large portions of glass end up being fused to the ground in the creation process as well, further immobilizing the creature.
Reality is suddenly brought to the creature as I revert every single change to its nature and structure I made. It converts back into whatever it was composed of, splashing limply onto the ground as hundreds of pounds of chains collapse atop it. Its ability to attack has once more been rendered null, leaving it upon the ground, mostly defenseless. However, I have managed to retain some portion of the deprivation of defensive capabilities, inflicting the Blob with Weakness for however long you see fit, Tazz. I melt the chains pyrokinetically, allowing the molten metal to seep into the Slime, hopefully providing some sort of last attempt at aggrievement. I flash-step away from the entity.
Antique Sword && Jukebox = Vinyl (4/6)
Crow Feather Quill && Vial of Ink && Lesser Sigil of Creation = Calligraphy (3/6)
(+2 to Generic)
Transience: 14/25 /////////////////////////.
Discord: 8/50 //////////////////////////////////////////////////.
Military-grade headphones are a thing.
Oh no
Useful Summon of Doom 3/25
A somewhat useful summon: 14/20
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!