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You never countered my action? Was that an oversight, or can I just not do actions and expend charges at the same time?
==Action==
I summon the band Europe, who promptly sues King Bomb-Omb for copyright issues. In the court, King Bomb-Omb is so nervous all he can say is "BOMB". After a few hours of this, the judge who is a Hammer Bro gets tired of it and throws his hammer at King Bomb-Omb, and declares him guilty. Europe receives their $100,000,000,000,000 for winning. King Bomb-Omb suddenly realizes the hammer was quite sharp and left a possibly lethal gash in his head, so he heads to the hospital. However, he cannot pay the hospital bill, and is promptly taken to jail for "stealing treatment" for 20 years. The hardened thugs in jail deliver a hard beatdown to King Bomb-Omb over the course of 20 years. When he gets out, he is enraged at Europe for doing this to him, and under further research, he discovers that they're not even from Europe! He then sues them for false advertising, but when he gets to court, he discovers they changed their name to "Sweeden"! They are declared innocent, and King Bomb-Omb has to pay $1000000000! When he gets to the bank, he finds out that he owes OVER 9000 dollars! He has to sell his house, crown, mustache, and children to pay the debt. Then he is so sad from the loss of his glorious mustache that he jumps off a cliff. Oh yeah, I also punch the Uncreativity Monster.
==Alchemies==
Super Unfair Paper Mario Maker Sketchpad && Mario 64 = Super Unfair Paper Mario Maker Sketchpad 64 (level 5: 3/6)
The Nonexistent 9/50 (+2 from Tazz, +1 from Talist) Again, it would be appreciated if someone helped make this a boss.
Book of Instant Summons (Blank) 5/50 (+2 From Tazz)
Zineous will divert the bomb battlefury threw at Barkley before it could get in the hoop. He then continues to sprint off the field, hopefully avoiding Superpowered Star's attack. Ah, I love editing posts.
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Blood-stained Blutsauger && Vampire Knifes && Greater Essence of Life Drain && Spirit of Bloodlust && Blood-stained UserZero Tag && Fruit from the tree of Death= ???? 1/? (Almost certainly overleveled. Mostly just messing around.)
i drop a large bomb into the hoop.
Factory of stuff 12/25
Entity: The Uncreativity Monster replaces the weakest entity guarding the Hoop, unless the Entity's summoner wish's otherwise.
. 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!"
... Indigo Flames && Crystal Ball = The Mindwalker (1/5)
Olimar's Whistle >Fine 2/?
+2 Bomber
Welp, today's a nice day. I casually pull out a stick of nougat, Honestly, I'm not sure why I did so. It appears to just be a standard stick of nougat, no special properties whatsoever. Well. I've damaged gods with less. And this is no ordinary nougat, as you'd know. It's a specially enchanted nougat, made to have properties that make it a perfect conduit for the energies of Dimension 953. ...I shove it down Barkley's throat, and flip through a dictionary.
Golem: Let's see... "Magniloquent"...
Golem: "Carrot-lycanthropes." Wait, shouldn't that count as a compound word? Whatever, I'll count it.
Suddenly, some shambling abominations appear. I gasp in horror, as... A bunch of wolves made of carrots flop dead on the ground. I guess carrots and wolves kind of have incompatible biology. Shouldn't magic explain everything away?? Hm. Oh well. I slap Barkley with their corpses, then run away cackling. Barkley sighs in relief, since I've clearly exhausted all of my creativity. He then hears an odd howl coming from right beneath him. Suddenly, the carrot-lycanthropes revert to their original forms... as incredibly posh British people. The Brits immediately begin assaulting Charles Barkley with their incredibly esoteric vocabulary, causing him to have an aneurysm.
. 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!"
SCP-109 && Reinforced Hose && High-Pressure Pump = Pump Them Up (3/5)
Quartz Rose && Your Eternal Reward = Medusa's Garden (2/6)
Charges
Project M06-Internationalization (24/50) (+2 from Tazz)
Project M07-The Phonetician (6/50) (+2 from Tazz)
+2 to Irecreeper
Action
Trapped between a giant bob-omb and a basketballing Gatekeeper, I decide the option to take is to make both perform a highly dangerous dance routine to the tune of EZFG's Cyber Thunder Cider with rewritten lyrics. (Hey, I have to rewrite these lyrics or the attacks won't do anything!)
I pull out SCP-4517-DTG and spin them around before locking them onto Charles Barkley and King Bob-omb. I wave them around as if conducting an orchestra and the music begins to play.
Barkley and King Bob-omb begin punching each other instead of dancing. It turns out that by "dance routine" I meant "entirely scripted fight". They continue fighting as the music continues.
SONG SELECT: CYBER THUNDER CIDER
It's there, probably there, it'll be there if you go into the vault there.
Half-Life 3, hidden inside, inside Gabe Newell's office vault.
Find it now, just find it, the holy game that we're waiting for right now,
Rush in and capture it, rush in and capture it, and use your imagination,
I open the case and what do I find inside?
After all this work to procure Half-Life 3...
Gabe couldn't keep its existence a secret after all,
and the game never really was meant to be played,
but I'm getting tired of all the spam about it anyway,
and I'm getting bored of all the jokes about it anyway,
But I probably shouldn't have done that at all,
and now I'm trapped in an endless loop of suffering,
Who can I blame? It was all your fault, it was all my fault,
Walker: level 1, 466000 damage (Warning - leveling up soon)
Best Pun Ever: 24/50 (+1 from Tazz)
Haven't You Got Slams In Your Jam: 17/25 (+2 from Fseftr, +2 from UserZero)
+2 to Fseftr
Walker decides to try abusing the minicrits granted by Barkley's awe-inspiring presence by pulling out a Bushwacka. His eyes scan the rather carefully-crafted blade, admiring the sharpness and fine edge, before he dashes at the Blue Horrors, minicrit aura shining brightly. If the Blue Horrors have bowels, those are promptly evacuated, then just as promptly eviscerated by the possibly insane animatronic swordsman tearing at them. His maniac grin is thankfully obscured by the mask that he hasn't once yet taken off, even as he picks up one of the Blue Horrors and bites it in half, spitting it out in disgust at the fact that it's not blueberry jelly. Ah, if only it had been blueberry jelly... he'd had many moments as a prototype model, enjoying the flavor of blueberry jelly when nobody was looking. Of course, most of the time, it ended up with maintenance engineers doing minute repairs on the corrosive damage natural to all blueberry flavored jelly, but it was so worth it. Maybe. He's then rudely shaken back to reality by having accidentally crushed a Blue Horror underfoot. It's sticky, and won't be removed from his feet/shoes/whatever, so he scrapes it off with the Bushwacka, leaving multiple quivering piles of unrecognizable blue mess scattered around the place as he trudges back to his place on UserZero's side of the battlefield... before suddenly turning and hurling the Bushwacka point-first through the face of The Captain without any warning or foreshadowing. Admittedly, once it leaves his hand, the Bushwacka stops being minicrit boosted, and so probably won't do all that much damage to The Captain, but it'll hurt nonetheless. It's a gigantic sharp bowie knife to the face, waddaya THINK would happen? And no, before you even think of saying that, NO, The Captain would NOT receive free hamburgers and a segway trip to the 22nd of november. We aren't dealing with Kalare- oh, no, wait, Erelye- oh, no, wait, someone else who I've forgotten the name of's abstraction levels. We're dealing with REALITY here. Well, about as real as DTG can get, what with the insanity of the entire game as a whole. Let's see, there's giant robot hackers fighting alien space dragons fighting wizards fighting... whatever the hell some of us are meant to be. In any other fandom, aside from maybe the Homestuck fandom, that would be called either a mess or a trollfic, depending on who you ask. I for one would choose to ask someone with as little bias as possible... perhaps an atheist? Some of them happen to be fairly level-headed, aside from any of the ones that frequent common social media like Twitter, Facebook, and all those other ones. I mean, there's the occasional one that's downright impossible to fool, especially if the bible's involved! But hey, that thing's a 2000+ year old book, and for some reason, people still religiously believe in it. Damn zealots. Utterly ruined my Shivering Isles experience, with their charging at me, flinging lightning spells. Those things burn through Magicka like you wouldn't believe, which is a pain when damn near all the high tier spells basically make you god in exchange for eating your entire reservoir. Particularly if you have the Atronach starsign, then you have to get hit by spells in order to not run out of magicka all the time. Which sucks. On the bright side, 50% absorbation chance makes you pretty much the bane of necromancers everywhere, since their main tactic is to spam magic at you until you die. Who knows what happens to you after you die? Maybe you become a zombie. If I became a zombie, I'd rather like to become a Revenant type, those tend to be rather powerful and retain most of their intelligence. Not that intelligence is all that useful for a Barbarian build path, but hey, it can work sometimes, especially if your GM makes it so that quarterstaff skill scales with intelligence, meaning that rolling a 5 instantly kills the enemy goblin. Maybe oneshotting goblins isn't impressive to you... how about the fact that a roll of 6 would have qualified that attack for Critical Hit status? Speaking of critical hits, there's this one weapon in Team Fortress 2, the Bushwacka, that gives you fully-fledged critical hits if you land a hit on someone while buffed with minicrits. It's arguably a very powerful weapon in the right hands, and as a sidenote, is the same knife that Walker just used to slice a bunch of Blue Horrors to death. And we've come full circle. Feel free to applaud. It took me a while to type this out.
Well, the Hunter-Chopper's down... I've got a few tricks up my sleeve, though.
Suppression Turrets: 19/20
Leviathan: 9/30
What's the maximum level an alchemy can go at this point?
While i await an answer, I take out two Dual-Pronged Swords and enchant them with an unsafe incantation that will dramatically increase my attacking speed and fury. I then charge after Charles Barkley with incredible speed, leaving a trail at my feet! Before he can react, I jump on him with the Dual-Pronged Swords and unleash vicious stabs, slashes and strikes all around him! It helps that using the incantation allowed me to teleport spam, and with that I retain the momentum from each stab and allow each individual strike to deal a deadly impact!
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Ah, it's good to be back.
I celebrate our return by shifting the duel time ahead five days, and turning to Barkley. If we take him out now, there will be no problem, and we can advance.
I pull out a vial of ash, and look around several times. Let's see here. I uncork the vial carefully, being sure not to spill any of the ash prematurely. I pace circles around Barkley, not searching for anything in particular. Before I attempt anything else, I don a pair of leather gloves. I do not believe it is strictly necessary for me to indelibly scar myself with what I will be inevitably working with. In fact, I find it quite unnecessary.
Upon adorning my hands with thick leather protectors, I crouch to the ground some distance away from Barkley. I upturn the vial, and, in one circular motion, empty it around me. I stand, peering down at the malleable ashen circle around me. I look at it for several moments, before stamping on every inch of it with my footwear, permanently staining the grass. Without as much as a moment of hesitation, I step out of the circle, muttering praise to ancient gods of breath.
The earth begins to rumble, shuddering and shaking beneath me. A series of spiraling cracks form upon the ground, splitting apart to carve incredibly deep, narrow tunnels into the earth. Gusts of wind flow forth from the crevices. Large amounts of ash are whipped about by the wind in a cylindrical pattern. The ash clouds grow thicker and thicker, until I cannot see through them, even with spells of enhanced vision.
Suddenly, the area within the miniature ash storm begins to shift and pulsate. Flecks of ash move out of the way, revealing a resplendent red light. The ash storm sails upward, into the clouds.
This reveals a thick red hole in the fabric of space and time, carved into the ground. I leap over, landing near the edge of the portal-esque form. I plunge a gloved hand into the hole, fumbling around in the depths of the indeterminately deep hole into the fabric of spacetime, before triumphantly pulling out an odd shape.
The shape is oddly pulchritudinous, carven in the form of a pickaxe of remarkable quality. The thing itself is glowing with an odd bright light. It takes me a few more seconds to realize the thing is a pickaxe composed entirely of effulgent licorice. I spin the pickaxe around in my hands, before swinging it down on the hole in reality. A deafening boom reverberates across the server, audible even from "Yggdrasil" itself. Moments later, the rift shuts. The pickaxe drips with transdimensional fluid glowing with the image of galaxies and stars.
I march over to Charles Barkley, before fading away in a gradual dissipation of color and form. Strangely enough, the glow of the pickaxe remains evident, even with the tool itself vanishing. This light is bewitching, exquisite. Barkley cannot help but look at it. It seems to put the Most Beautiful Object to shame.
Barkley suddenly finds the pickaxe sticking out of his face.
Of course, this is a rather broad term. The thing is sticking out of his lower face, and has in fact perforated his mouth, affecting his taste buds. From his end, that was the most beautiful thing one could ever taste. Barkley needs more. Predictably, he begins to shove the thing further into his face.
I watch, transfixed by fascination.
The licorice's aromatic scent flows through the field, profoundly affecting all. I tell Barkley to wait, that I will aid him in his quest. I force the entire effulgent licorice pickaxe down Barkley's throat, watching as the glowing light pours from his mouth.
What Barkley forgot to consider, however, was that this pickaxe was used as a mining tool. The wondrous taste of the immaculate licorice fills Barkley's mouth, but the foul binding of various types of metal poisoning fills his body.
Barkley immediately begins to suffer from copper, iron, mercury, lead, silver, and magnesium poisoning of various qualities. Of course, I reveal the the pickaxe was all a sham all along. It was made of the amazing-tasting plant algervic difoticus. Literal poison.
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I glare at Barkley once more, before wandering away from the field of battle once more. It is wise to learn to defeat one's enemy from the mysteries of undiscovered land.
Without an ounce of trepidation, I march into the darkest part of the deepest forest nearby, looking around at the trees, trying to find something of interest.
I glance over at the nearest tree, a thick birchwood whose trunk extends out several meters from the norm. This will do. I walk over to the tree, and remove an axe from my inventory, collecting approximately two logs. I use one to build a crafting table. The other, I fumble around with for several minutes, before removing a wooden flute from the workbench. Excellent.
I grab the flute, marching off into the forest. Let's see how this works. I play a rather short tune repeatedly, each repetition slightly louder than the last. Soon enough, the army assembles. By which I mean that a number of chairs peel themselves from the trees, and form a massive crowd in front of me.
I continue to play the song, adding in a number of subtle variations to make it function more adequately. More and more animate chairs form themselves out of the trees, and stand stiffly before me. I look them all over, before spinning around, and heading out of the forest, still playing the song. The chairs bounce along behind me, forming a small host.
I exit the forest several minutes later, and appear on the Battlefield's horizon, along with my chair army. We march around five hundred meters to the point of combat. Everyone is rather confused. Why is there suddenly a chair army? I utilize my flute to give the Lord-General Theta Omicron orders. The chair in question leaps into motion, shouting for order. The chair army quiets, leaving only the sound of the flute in the background.
The general dons his RESPLENDENT BATTLE-CAPE, and leaps upon his mighty chair-horse, before shouting out a simple order. The chairs behind him draw weapons, which they are somehow able to hold, despite literally being chairs.
The chair blows his horn, and the chairs order themselves. Theta Omicron dives into the host upon his noble steed, stabbing Barkley in the head with a long chair-spear.
The chair-army stamps upon Barkley's head, crushing it under heavy birchwood legs. The general swings around the other end of the host, shouting something else.
The general dives back into the fray in as reinforcements arrive. Hundreds of noble chairs upon splendiferous chair-horses appear on the horizon, before charging into battle, trampling Barkley in the process. The cavalry stab chair-swords into Barkley, before swinging back around as the infantry crush and oppress him with recovering fire. The finest chair archers this side of Casse Tu fire burning chair-arrows into Barkley whilst he is stabbed and crushed.
The chair infantry assembles, and collectively smashes Barkley's head in. On the horizon, hundreds of gigantic chairs march off in the distance, towards our current location. I begin to play the flute-song more frantically.
These chair-behemoths arrive in several seconds, and smash Barkley into paste with hundreds of tons of birchwood, the army attacking him all the while. Theta Omicron himself rides by Barkley, and leaps off of his horse, drawing a sword. His tattered cape flutters dramatically in the wind as he angrily steps over to Barkley's crumpled form, and decapitates him.
The chair-army, behemoth-inclusive, rides off into the distance. The Lord-General remains for several seconds to tell me something as I lower my flute.
Theta Omicron rides off into the sunset behind his army. What a nice chair army, one that DOES NOT COUNT AS AN ENTITY. CHAIRS ARE IMMUNE TO MIND CONTROL, TAZZ. THEY'RE CHAIRS. THEY DON'T HAVE BRAINS. Or, that's what the government wants us to think.
A purple sphere appears above my head as holographic rainbow wings sprout from my back. I look over at Uzi.
“Excuse us for a second.”
I grab Charles Barkley and drag him into the sphere.
He lands on a battlefield made out of the same holographic rainbow material that my wings are made of.
“You thought this was going to be easy for you? You were wrong.”
Floating on the opposite side of the battlefield from Barkley, a bemused expression crosses my face.
“You’re out of your league.”
Barkley tries to slam-dunk on me, as I kindly left him his basketballs. However, I teleport away from him as he almost gets to me. Yes, teleport. No portals. I then teleport behind him, and smack him a few times. As he soars away from me, I cross my arms, and teleport again.
Barkley then tries to dunk on me again, preparing for my teleport. I do teleport, but leave behind a burst of energy that knocks him backwards and skywards. He sees me reappear behind him, and prepares to intercept my attack. I smirk, seeing his ready stance, and disappear again. Barkley’s eyes widen as he sees the burst of energy that knocks him down, where I am again. He cannot recover in time, and I teleport again, leaving behind another burst of energy. He twists away from the attack, to see me once again on the other side of the battlefield. I put my hand out and point. Three stars appear and wink out, one appearing right in front of Barkley. He quickly closes his eyes, thinking that I must be trying to blind him. He opens his eyes as the stars fade, smirking. That smirk is wiped off of his face by an explosion. As he jumps back on the battlefield, he gets scared. He’s been smacked around, and hasn’t landed a hit on me yet. He tries to throw his basketball into my ribs, but I catch it with a whip, whirl it around a few times to build up speed, and slam it down on him. As he gets stuck in the ground from the attack, I teleport next to him. Barkley gets out of the ground and prepares to counter my slaps. I instead shoot hundreds of tiny pellets that do not do that much damage, but keep him there for my follow-up, a massive ball of energy that knocks him to the edge of the battlefield. Barkley gets up and slams on me once, but I do not flinch, as I cast lightning balls all around me, tossing Barkley around and away. He gets up, wondering what the heck I will do next. Answer? Take a massive blade in my arms, and wind up for an attack. He doesn’t know what to do. A slam didn’t stop my attack before, so he’s going to try to block it. I dive down and easily get under his guard, as he ends up impaled on the blade. I teleport and end up on the other side of the battlefield. In the meantime, he uses his b-ball skills to get back on the ledge. As he gets up, I wind up for another attack, another blade, but this one appears to be rapidly spinning. He decides to try jumping the attack, and easily does. He begins to charge up for a more powerful slam, maybe a Verboten Jam would stop me. He looks up at me, and notices my smile. He whirls around a second too slow, and gets bowled over by the blade coming around on a return trip. He gets up after resting a bit, noticing that I have suddenly grown gigantic. I rear back and fire lasers from my eyes, coating the entire battlefield. He tries to dodge around them, but a couple hit.
I teleport to the middle of the stage, right above where Barkley currently is, and freeze in place. Barkley tries to slam me, only for my body to come flying into him and exploding in a now-familiar burst of energy. More clones of my body come out flying in all directions, but he is able to dodge the rest. Then, I speak up for the first time since this attack chain began.
“Well now, time to get serious. These are the OHKOs on Intense. I hope you enjoy them as much as I did fighting against this gorilla.”
I take what appears to be a dragonhead below me, and it glows blue with energy. Barkley tries to jump over the laser that follows, but it lasts for so long that it catches him with the tail end of it. As Barkley tries to get back on stage after I knocked him sky high, I teleport up to him, and get into a streamlined position. Barkley tries to Verboten Jam me once again, but is knocked down to the battlefield by a spear…fish…thing…aw heck, you know what I'm talking about, and the Minecraft forums apparently don't want me to put a picture in here. You decide what it is.
I teleport once more. Barkley looks around in panic. I’m not in front of him, nor am I behind him. He gets a hunch, and looks into the previously unused background. He sees me with my wings outstretched, looking like I’m winding up for a big attack. He doesn’t know whether to dodge, try to jump to me, or block whatever attack is coming.
My wings flap once. Three energy waves travel outward from me at rapid speed. They slam into him, sapping much of his own energy. I teleport back to the same plane Barkley is on. I transform into a golden pair of brackets, and swoop across the battlefield at such a rapid pace that they hit Barkley before he has recovered from the previous attack. I capture him, and take him up into the air quickly…
Meanwhile: Someone was snarking, “One one-thous…”
Barkley and a pair of golden brackets crash down in the center of the battlefield. Barkley bounces away, and smashes into the energy wall keeping us from getting any closer to the Yggdrasil.
The golden brackets change shape into my regular self.
“One second exactly, just as promised!”
"But I'm not done. I'm going to finish you in 3 strikes."
Attack 6: Expend All Wrath
“Well, I don’t have much time left, but I do have a lot of power to spare.”
I reach for a yellow mushroom with red spots. Everyone who recognizes it takes a step back, then another. I touch it, and it is absorbed into my body. I begin to grow, and give a smile.
“You think you’ve seen power? Well, KING KONG AIN’T GOT GORILLA ON ME!”
“…I’ll see myself out.”
I punch the Earth, cracking it, and sending myself rocketing into outer space. I do not come down. However, someone sees me off in the distance, behind the horizon of Minecraft. Waves of power ripple outward from the center of my body.
At the Edge of Minecraft, the place that is created when there are no more seeds to add to the world…
“Hel-oh, wait, my voice is too loud. Let me try whispering.”
“Is this better? Yep. Barkley, you are going to go down here. You don’t see why? Let me point it out to you.”
My hand stretches out towards the battlefield, my finger going down towards the court. As it breaks the Minecraftian Atmosphere, it is engulfed in flames. My finger pierces the clouds above the battlefield, and jaws drop in awe at my finger that makes the Yggdrasil look like a penny. It hits the battlefield right at the basketball court.
It stops slightly short, however. Barkley is trying to hold my finger back. I smile.
“Wow. That must be painful. You know, the last person this attack was used on was able to counter it to deliver a one hit KO. However, that takes a mismatch in strength. I am no Wyzen, and you are CERTAINLY not Asura. I am more powerful than many deities right now. So you are going to take this badly.”
I exert myself a little more, and squish everyone on the court, AZs, PZs, and Barkley, a couple of yards into the earth. They begin to struggle, but they are firmly stuck.
However, I realize that I am still growing. I move away from Minecraft, and become a tiny speck in the sky.
“Well, no one saw this coming. A Mega Mushroom should not make you grow this much…but the other artifacts I have used combined to gain me this much power. I need to lose some of it.”
A multitude of other arms burst out of my back, and my skin turns gold. Yet, I continue grow until I can actually be seen from Minecraftia, even though I am currently outside of the Minecraftian Solar System.
Some of my arms stay still, but twelve of them move. They each slowly, methodically, make the universal OK hand sign. But this means something different. Three of them are up and left of my body, three up and right, three down and left, and three down and right. I put them all together in a large tunnel, made up of all of these hands. I still.
Suddenly, an orb of energy appears in the center of the tunnel. Most energy I use is white, blue, or red. This one glows yellow with divine energy.
Meanwhile, back on the court…
Barkley finally has managed to free himself from his position stuck in the court, and looks up.
For the first time since he has been gatekeeper, fear fills his eyes.
From the Yellow Orb of energy comes a massive laser that obliterates everyone standing on, and stuck in, the basketball court.
But not Barkley. He is still standing, but not by much. He teeters a bit.
Back, light years away from the battle…
The Golden Glow changes to a silver one.“I still have…some power left…it’s not over yet.”
Most of my arms fly off, and ram into Barkley’s clothes. They pin him fast to the court.
I am left with six arms, three on my right, and three on my left. With a burst of power, I rocket towards Barkley at faster than light speed. I come ever closer, and pull my arm back for a punch. Barkley pulls his arms up to defend the punch, then tries to use the basketballs to guard. I rear my arm back even farther, and unleash a massive yell as I swing my arm forward.
After a long amount of time where everyone’s ears ring from the punch’s impact, they look to the center of the battlefield. My fist pushed away both of Barkley’s Basketballs, and buried into his head, which has been blown to smithereens. He falls down, toppling over, and lies still. His body evaporates in a fine blue dust.
I, tired, shrink down to regular size, and slump to the ground, but get up for one more task.
The barrier protecting Uzi has not yet dissipated, and I go opposite where she stands. I look into her eyes and give a stern look.
“I told you, Uzi. This wouldn’t be easy for either side.”
I begin to rapidly punch the barrier with all of my arms. One arm explodes, then another, then two more. I am down to my normal allotment of arms, and I still have not made a dent in the barrier.
“This is my willpower. Take it.”
I wind back for one massive punch, releasing every last bit of energy that I have, for one attack. I punch, and meet the barrier. The sound of glass shattering fills the area, and the barrier visibly breaks.
I stumble to a spot slightly away from the battlefield.
“Alright, I’ve lost all my strength. Come on. Do it.
Suddenly, flashes from the future fill my mind:
("A rock. What's it going to do, fall on us?" "You're insane. What you are trying to do is insane."
"COME ON! ATTACK ME! I'LL SEND IT RIGHT BACK DOWN YOUR THROAT!"
"Yes, he killed you, get over it."
"THAT'S the GATEKEEPER? Wow...how did Uzi manage that? That's impressive. I can't say I'm surprised, I saw it in the past, but man. It's as impressive seeing it in person as opposed to a fleeting vision."
"NO. I will not submit to you!
I am the guardian of the Happy Ending! I will not fall to the likes of you!"
"You are a fool. That's all I can call you. A fool. You tried that of all things? Really, how did you think that would work?"
"Um, Uzi? There appears to be a Wyrm in your tree. Is that an accident, or did my brick joke finally pay off?"
"I bind your body to my soul. I bind your power to my soul. I bind you through body, and you will not betray us.")
"AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRR” (GGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! Yeah, that’s why I don’t like using this technique. In the end, my spirit is torn from my body, and my body needs to be beaten down in order to let me back inside.)
My body stands up, filled with a new, darker source of energy. A mask falls down over its face, and it roars in pain. A dark sphere that cannot be seen into bursts out from its body, pushing everyone back. A door appears in the front of the bubble.
(Well, good news for you guys. My body is not that smart, it’s wasting a lot of its energy by warping the field through her influence. So, my body isn’t going to attack randomly. It will probably attack anyone who enters that door. But if no one enters, it will attack whoever’s closest!)
Star’s Body: [H] 15/15 HP
Takes one damage from attacks
Requires certain actions to damage.
Cannot be harmed from attacks outside the Arena.
Cannot be harmed by entities.
Changes phases (and thus, actions to damage) at 13, 11, 9, 7, and 5 HP.
Loses 1 HP every 3 turns it hasn’t been damaged
Those who enter see a swampy area, with poisonous water filling up over half the room. Floating above the poisonous water is my body, which is haphazardly teleporting all over the place. As soon as it sees you, it fires purple energy orbs. You need to do something to reveal a weak point!
Charges Paused
45/50 Dark Bowser
5/50 Baby Eldritch Abomination
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
No matter who wins, this can't end well...people like you should be burning in...you know, that place.
Now, for my actual attack! Hoops Barkley, he's kind of hurting! Hmmm... Luckily, I copied my Dora heal into a Word document...
Anyways! I send Hoops Barkley(hereon referred to as "Hoops") so that it leads him to a place full of healing oranges. However, she doesn't want to eat the healing oranges. So, I also arrive at the place full of oranges and tell her that he HAS to eat them! He says she doesn't want to, because it's actually full of the COLOR orange, which heals you just by looking at it!
I see an opportunity! I immediately build massive facilities, a giant wall around the area staffed with thousands of guards, and make Hoops my business partner! We are here to announce the grand opening of the new... HEALING CORP!
We wait for a week. No customers come. Eventually, it's because I realize that I forgot to advertise! Ha! Silly me...
As the AZs are communicating to each other on their phones, their transmission is suddenly interrupted!
"Come get some healing at the amazing place of the healing color orange! Managed by Hoops, everyone's favorite fictional basketball player character, come around! The price is easy: $100000 dollars for two minutes of staring! It cures everything, even cancer!"
At this point, EVERYTHING digital on the field begins playing the message nonstop, even entities with a digital screen! Everyone decides to abandon the battle for a moment and check this new place out!
When they all arrive at the factory, we're waiting for them! My business practices combined with Hoops's charm/threats/general coolness to verboten jam them make them all cough up the cash, and they head inside!
The godmodders find that, sadly, the healing oranges don't seem to work on them. The AZ players realize that they don't actually need healing because they're invincible! The AZ entities are at first basking in it, but then they realize they aren't actually getting healed at all! I tell them that they didn't read the fine print of the contract(text size -2), which explicitly states "the healing qualities of this company's product do not work on entities of a position opposing that of a certain well-known godmodder".
And thus, as everyone leaves in frustration, the legal battle begins!
A large army of lawyers comes to try and sue me! I go to court with my own lawyer army, expecting a victory! Turns out, I lose... however, someone in the Accounting department "accidentally" recorded the transactions they made for the service as 1$ each, so that's how much they get reimbursed! Made even angrier by this, the entire AZ team sends their armies to lay siege to the factory!
A long, brutal, and bloody war ensues, somehow all happening in the space and time of 1 post. I attempt Guerrilla warfare against the AZ armies, but it turns out my security forces just aren't enough. Immediately after I draft the marketing and engineering departments into my small military, the AZ armies all directly storm the place! I send them all to not-so-heroically sacrifice their lives holding off the AZs, and head up to the final floor of the factory to hold up with Hoops! However, on the way, I realize there is one last thing I can do: DESTROY the healing orange color!
I take Hoops with me down to the area where it's all stored! I quickly realize that it's almost impossible to destroy a color... except... by absorbing it! And guess who has the power to absorb it? Well, Hoops doesn't, but I modify his genetic coding specifically so that he can absorb colors!
I grab ALL the color orange, and, as the AZs burst in through the doors, stuff it directly into his body! Not just into his stomach, but straight through to his SOUL! And if the soul doesn't exist, then just his stomach.
Hoops suddenly feels IMMENSE healing flow through him! All his wounds are fixed up rapidly, as what was probably some spatial anomaly grants its powers to him! Just as the AZ troops are preparing to fire, I teleport us both back to the battlefield!
Hoops now has an IMMENSE one-time healing, AND a good amount of health regeneration on top of it! I mean, if this attack is even capable of that.
(I'd like it if the regeneration were permanent, though that's probably impossible. If I can't get that and have it do a useful amount of HP, then make it temporary.)
Y feeds King Bob-omb an overdose of Gravitation Potions, causing it's gravity to permanently swap before the Gravitation effect lingers, and then encapsulates it in a miniature replica of Derse's moon constructed out of purpur blocks and filled with green fireworks and TNT set to trigger when the moon reaches the atmosphere, and waits for the whole thing to ascend.
He then encapsulates Soul of the Core's wounds in fireproof bandages.
Slumbersand && Indigo Flames
SCP-882 16/20
Vortex Monolith 1/15
00C: Tazz, could you list the names of the shielded entities in the Solar Monolith's description?
POSTS LEFT UNTIL 50TH POST, 21 Stop Deleting my post Editor
I try making a slightly big post (At least more than 10 Lines)
I put my sword down and i saw Barkley without his allies to help him, I pull off the dreaded RUGBY BALL! then both traveled to the rugby stadium.
I start off by kicking the rugby ball very high up so no one can reach it, I ran around until i got caught by Barkley, when he saw me it was a Decoy of myself! the decoy exploded at his face while i got the Rugby ball. I chuck my ball at my friend so he can throw the ball at me over Barkley and back to my friend over Barkley then we do it over and over and over and over and i reached the end so i can plant the rugby ball and TOUCHDOWN!!! explosions in Michael Bay style and Barkley is being covered in flames of the blasts I danced before he grabbed me, I dodged it in Sans style then i shoot Hate at Barkley while there is someone pinning him down to the floor, Basketball haters kicks him, and someone dropped a OH GOD NO- an massive explosion which is my Nova soccer ball hits him on top of his head covering 500 meters in diameter. Lastly some sadist says "Just die Barkley, you are the most stupid person in Basketball." he decides to shoot himself on top of his head, then 2 fans of my summons says "Charles, you killed our favorite summons now you must die!" someone takes the Shadow Mage's costume and his staff to blast him with Shadow Blast, then another grabs the armor and the sword of the Advanced Swordmaster's corpse then preforms Spinning Slash on Barkley's body and both of them fades away leaving Barkley injured in a process.
An powerful Halloween themed summon 30/50
Sp00py Armor 10/25 (Part of my Halloween Miniboss summon.)
Fountain of Life && Light Magic && False Wings = Angelic Being 5/6
+1 Talist, +1 MegaMinEr
My Items
Fountain of Life: [Power Rank I] Heals the target for increased healing. (Currently using for a Upgrade)
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.
Zombenstein: 21/50 (+2 Tazz)
Boney: 20/50 (+2 Tazz)
The L()rd un-bold's Barkley's name.
THE PROPHECY SEEMED FAR AWAY
BUT FINALLY WE'VE REACHED THE DAY
GIVE UP THE PAST, EMBRACE THE STRANGE
EVERYTHING YOU CARE ABOUT WILL CHANGE
When both sides are doomed, which do you choose?
DOWN HERE IT'S KILL OR BE KILLED
You never countered my action? Was that an oversight, or can I just not do actions and expend charges at the same time?
==Action==
I summon the band Europe, who promptly sues King Bomb-Omb for copyright issues. In the court, King Bomb-Omb is so nervous all he can say is "BOMB". After a few hours of this, the judge who is a Hammer Bro gets tired of it and throws his hammer at King Bomb-Omb, and declares him guilty. Europe receives their $100,000,000,000,000 for winning. King Bomb-Omb suddenly realizes the hammer was quite sharp and left a possibly lethal gash in his head, so he heads to the hospital. However, he cannot pay the hospital bill, and is promptly taken to jail for "stealing treatment" for 20 years. The hardened thugs in jail deliver a hard beatdown to King Bomb-Omb over the course of 20 years. When he gets out, he is enraged at Europe for doing this to him, and under further research, he discovers that they're not even from Europe! He then sues them for false advertising, but when he gets to court, he discovers they changed their name to "Sweeden"! They are declared innocent, and King Bomb-Omb has to pay $1000000000! When he gets to the bank, he finds out that he owes OVER 9000 dollars! He has to sell his house, crown, mustache, and children to pay the debt. Then he is so sad from the loss of his glorious mustache that he jumps off a cliff. Oh yeah, I also punch the Uncreativity Monster.
==Alchemies==
Super Unfair Paper Mario Maker Sketchpad && Mario 64 = Super Unfair Paper Mario Maker Sketchpad 64 (level 5: 3/6)
Nether Portal && (End Portal Frame && Shrink Ray) = Pocket Dimension (Level 2: 2/3)
==Charges==
The Nonexistent 9/50 (+2 from Tazz, +1 from Talist) Again, it would be appreciated if someone helped make this a boss.
Book of Instant Summons (Blank) 5/50 (+2 From Tazz)
Zineous will divert the bomb battlefury threw at Barkley before it could get in the hoop. He then continues to sprint off the field, hopefully avoiding Superpowered Star's attack. Ah, I love editing posts.
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!
Blood-stained Blutsauger && Vampire Knifes && Greater Essence of Life Drain && Spirit of Bloodlust && Blood-stained UserZero Tag && Fruit from the tree of Death= ???? 1/? (Almost certainly overleveled. Mostly just messing around.)
i drop a large bomb into the hoop.
Factory of stuff 12/25
Entity: The Uncreativity Monster replaces the weakest entity guarding the Hoop, unless the Entity's summoner wish's otherwise.
Monkey Ace: 9/20
2+ to cyangynist
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!
1) He didn't die when the field was wiped.
2) Who knows, it could really snowball.
3) YOU FOOL! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?
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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!
Enderdragon Scale && Sword = EIB 6/6
Forgot about that one.
I take my newly created sword and slash away at the King Bob-omb and then use the sand wand to raise up walls of sand to suffocate him.
Come to kspcity! Transportation
http://kerbalcity.myminicity.com/ http://kerbalcity.myminicity.com/tra
Industry
http://kerbalcity.myminicity.com/ind
19 charge boosts in reserve
46/50 This World...
46/50 Has No Need For Gods
... Indigo Flames && Crystal Ball = The Mindwalker (1/5)
Olimar's Whistle >Fine 2/?
+2 Bomber
Welp, today's a nice day. I casually pull out a stick of nougat, Honestly, I'm not sure why I did so. It appears to just be a standard stick of nougat, no special properties whatsoever. Well. I've damaged gods with less. And this is no ordinary nougat, as you'd know. It's a specially enchanted nougat, made to have properties that make it a perfect conduit for the energies of Dimension 953. ...I shove it down Barkley's throat, and flip through a dictionary.
Golem: Let's see... "Magniloquent"...
Golem: "Carrot-lycanthropes." Wait, shouldn't that count as a compound word? Whatever, I'll count it.
Suddenly, some shambling abominations appear. I gasp in horror, as... A bunch of wolves made of carrots flop dead on the ground. I guess carrots and wolves kind of have incompatible biology. Shouldn't magic explain everything away?? Hm. Oh well. I slap Barkley with their corpses, then run away cackling. Barkley sighs in relief, since I've clearly exhausted all of my creativity. He then hears an odd howl coming from right beneath him. Suddenly, the carrot-lycanthropes revert to their original forms... as incredibly posh British people. The Brits immediately begin assaulting Charles Barkley with their incredibly esoteric vocabulary, causing him to have an aneurysm.
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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1................................................................................Oh.
*faceplam of ded*
2. Whatever you say, i suppose.
3. Do i have to pull out the nukes?
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!
I punch POOTIS/H.F.G using my Eclipse Fists of Justice (Much better than most Heavy's Fist weapons)
An powerful Halloween themed summon 29/50 +1 Talist, +2 Mega and Tazz
Sp00py Armor 9/25 (Part of my Halloween Miniboss summon.) +2 from Tazz
Fountain of Life && Light Magic && False Wings = Angelic Being 4/6
+1 Talist, +1 MegaMinEr
My Items
Fountain of Life: [Power Rank I] Heals the target for increased healing. (Currently using for a Upgrade)
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.
Alchemies
SCP-109 && Reinforced Hose && High-Pressure Pump = Pump Them Up (3/5)
Quartz Rose && Your Eternal Reward = Medusa's Garden (2/6)
Charges
Project M06-Internationalization (24/50) (+2 from Tazz)
Project M07-The Phonetician (6/50) (+2 from Tazz)
+2 to Irecreeper
Action
Trapped between a giant bob-omb and a basketballing Gatekeeper, I decide the option to take is to make both perform a highly dangerous dance routine to the tune of EZFG's Cyber Thunder Cider with rewritten lyrics. (Hey, I have to rewrite these lyrics or the attacks won't do anything!)
I pull out SCP-4517-DTG and spin them around before locking them onto Charles Barkley and King Bob-omb. I wave them around as if conducting an orchestra and the music begins to play.
Barkley and King Bob-omb begin punching each other instead of dancing. It turns out that by "dance routine" I meant "entirely scripted fight". They continue fighting as the music continues.
Walker: level 1, 466000 damage (Warning - leveling up soon)
Best Pun Ever: 24/50 (+1 from Tazz)
Haven't You Got Slams In Your Jam: 17/25 (+2 from Fseftr, +2 from UserZero)
+2 to Fseftr
Walker decides to try abusing the minicrits granted by Barkley's awe-inspiring presence by pulling out a Bushwacka. His eyes scan the rather carefully-crafted blade, admiring the sharpness and fine edge, before he dashes at the Blue Horrors, minicrit aura shining brightly. If the Blue Horrors have bowels, those are promptly evacuated, then just as promptly eviscerated by the possibly insane animatronic swordsman tearing at them. His maniac grin is thankfully obscured by the mask that he hasn't once yet taken off, even as he picks up one of the Blue Horrors and bites it in half, spitting it out in disgust at the fact that it's not blueberry jelly. Ah, if only it had been blueberry jelly... he'd had many moments as a prototype model, enjoying the flavor of blueberry jelly when nobody was looking. Of course, most of the time, it ended up with maintenance engineers doing minute repairs on the corrosive damage natural to all blueberry flavored jelly, but it was so worth it. Maybe. He's then rudely shaken back to reality by having accidentally crushed a Blue Horror underfoot. It's sticky, and won't be removed from his feet/shoes/whatever, so he scrapes it off with the Bushwacka, leaving multiple quivering piles of unrecognizable blue mess scattered around the place as he trudges back to his place on UserZero's side of the battlefield... before suddenly turning and hurling the Bushwacka point-first through the face of The Captain without any warning or foreshadowing. Admittedly, once it leaves his hand, the Bushwacka stops being minicrit boosted, and so probably won't do all that much damage to The Captain, but it'll hurt nonetheless. It's a gigantic sharp bowie knife to the face, waddaya THINK would happen? And no, before you even think of saying that, NO, The Captain would NOT receive free hamburgers and a segway trip to the 22nd of november. We aren't dealing with Kalare- oh, no, wait, Erelye- oh, no, wait, someone else who I've forgotten the name of's abstraction levels. We're dealing with REALITY here. Well, about as real as DTG can get, what with the insanity of the entire game as a whole. Let's see, there's giant robot hackers fighting alien space dragons fighting wizards fighting... whatever the hell some of us are meant to be. In any other fandom, aside from maybe the Homestuck fandom, that would be called either a mess or a trollfic, depending on who you ask. I for one would choose to ask someone with as little bias as possible... perhaps an atheist? Some of them happen to be fairly level-headed, aside from any of the ones that frequent common social media like Twitter, Facebook, and all those other ones. I mean, there's the occasional one that's downright impossible to fool, especially if the bible's involved! But hey, that thing's a 2000+ year old book, and for some reason, people still religiously believe in it. Damn zealots. Utterly ruined my Shivering Isles experience, with their charging at me, flinging lightning spells. Those things burn through Magicka like you wouldn't believe, which is a pain when damn near all the high tier spells basically make you god in exchange for eating your entire reservoir. Particularly if you have the Atronach starsign, then you have to get hit by spells in order to not run out of magicka all the time. Which sucks. On the bright side, 50% absorbation chance makes you pretty much the bane of necromancers everywhere, since their main tactic is to spam magic at you until you die. Who knows what happens to you after you die? Maybe you become a zombie. If I became a zombie, I'd rather like to become a Revenant type, those tend to be rather powerful and retain most of their intelligence. Not that intelligence is all that useful for a Barbarian build path, but hey, it can work sometimes, especially if your GM makes it so that quarterstaff skill scales with intelligence, meaning that rolling a 5 instantly kills the enemy goblin. Maybe oneshotting goblins isn't impressive to you... how about the fact that a roll of 6 would have qualified that attack for Critical Hit status? Speaking of critical hits, there's this one weapon in Team Fortress 2, the Bushwacka, that gives you fully-fledged critical hits if you land a hit on someone while buffed with minicrits. It's arguably a very powerful weapon in the right hands, and as a sidenote, is the same knife that Walker just used to slice a bunch of Blue Horrors to death. And we've come full circle. Feel free to applaud. It took me a while to type this out.
GODDAMN IT
STUPID GENDERFLIP VIRUS
20!/20 Charging magic orbs (2 T_N_T(Tazz))
30/30 making the lavamoble (2 T_N_T(Tazz))
Woo done. I use the Orbs to
Fuse them to the Lava Moble (Hidden to the badest godmodder that I have Curent Goku in one and The Big Rig in the other)
0/10 Fusing them to the Lavamoble making it the Lava Rigku
0/10 Summoning some of my summoing powers
Well, the Hunter-Chopper's down... I've got a few tricks up my sleeve, though.
Suppression Turrets: 19/20
Leviathan: 9/30
What's the maximum level an alchemy can go at this point?
While i await an answer, I take out two Dual-Pronged Swords and enchant them with an unsafe incantation that will dramatically increase my attacking speed and fury. I then charge after Charles Barkley with incredible speed, leaving a trail at my feet! Before he can react, I jump on him with the Dual-Pronged Swords and unleash vicious stabs, slashes and strikes all around him! It helps that using the incantation allowed me to teleport spam, and with that I retain the momentum from each stab and allow each individual strike to deal a deadly impact!
An alternate timeline emerges.
However, we must first start from the beginning...
Ah, it's good to be back.
I celebrate our return by shifting the duel time ahead five days, and turning to Barkley. If we take him out now, there will be no problem, and we can advance.
I pull out a vial of ash, and look around several times. Let's see here. I uncork the vial carefully, being sure not to spill any of the ash prematurely. I pace circles around Barkley, not searching for anything in particular. Before I attempt anything else, I don a pair of leather gloves. I do not believe it is strictly necessary for me to indelibly scar myself with what I will be inevitably working with. In fact, I find it quite unnecessary.
Upon adorning my hands with thick leather protectors, I crouch to the ground some distance away from Barkley. I upturn the vial, and, in one circular motion, empty it around me. I stand, peering down at the malleable ashen circle around me. I look at it for several moments, before stamping on every inch of it with my footwear, permanently staining the grass. Without as much as a moment of hesitation, I step out of the circle, muttering praise to ancient gods of breath.
The earth begins to rumble, shuddering and shaking beneath me. A series of spiraling cracks form upon the ground, splitting apart to carve incredibly deep, narrow tunnels into the earth. Gusts of wind flow forth from the crevices. Large amounts of ash are whipped about by the wind in a cylindrical pattern. The ash clouds grow thicker and thicker, until I cannot see through them, even with spells of enhanced vision.
Suddenly, the area within the miniature ash storm begins to shift and pulsate. Flecks of ash move out of the way, revealing a resplendent red light. The ash storm sails upward, into the clouds.
This reveals a thick red hole in the fabric of space and time, carved into the ground. I leap over, landing near the edge of the portal-esque form. I plunge a gloved hand into the hole, fumbling around in the depths of the indeterminately deep hole into the fabric of spacetime, before triumphantly pulling out an odd shape.
The shape is oddly pulchritudinous, carven in the form of a pickaxe of remarkable quality. The thing itself is glowing with an odd bright light. It takes me a few more seconds to realize the thing is a pickaxe composed entirely of effulgent licorice. I spin the pickaxe around in my hands, before swinging it down on the hole in reality. A deafening boom reverberates across the server, audible even from "Yggdrasil" itself. Moments later, the rift shuts. The pickaxe drips with transdimensional fluid glowing with the image of galaxies and stars.
I march over to Charles Barkley, before fading away in a gradual dissipation of color and form. Strangely enough, the glow of the pickaxe remains evident, even with the tool itself vanishing. This light is bewitching, exquisite. Barkley cannot help but look at it. It seems to put the Most Beautiful Object to shame.
Barkley suddenly finds the pickaxe sticking out of his face.
Of course, this is a rather broad term. The thing is sticking out of his lower face, and has in fact perforated his mouth, affecting his taste buds. From his end, that was the most beautiful thing one could ever taste. Barkley needs more. Predictably, he begins to shove the thing further into his face.
I watch, transfixed by fascination.
The licorice's aromatic scent flows through the field, profoundly affecting all. I tell Barkley to wait, that I will aid him in his quest. I force the entire effulgent licorice pickaxe down Barkley's throat, watching as the glowing light pours from his mouth.
What Barkley forgot to consider, however, was that this pickaxe was used as a mining tool. The wondrous taste of the immaculate licorice fills Barkley's mouth, but the foul binding of various types of metal poisoning fills his body.
Barkley immediately begins to suffer from copper, iron, mercury, lead, silver, and magnesium poisoning of various qualities. Of course, I reveal the the pickaxe was all a sham all along. It was made of the amazing-tasting plant algervic difoticus. Literal poison.
NEW: Dueling Pistolwand && Diluted Oblivion Essence (1/???)
NEW: Marbles && Essence of Illusion (1/???)
(+2 to Generic)
Discord: 25/50 (+1 from Tazz) //////////////////////////////////////////////////.
Infinity Mechanism 6/30 (+2 from Crystal; +1 from Tazz) //////////////////////////////.
I hardscope the Gatekeeper.
//Charges//
The Orbital Facepalm Cannon: 4/50 (+1 Tazz)
Alchemy Upgrade: Max Level 10: 1/10
//Alchemies//
Machina || Beggar's Bazooka = Face Exploder^3 (2/?)
Electric Greatsword && Origin Blaze Rod = Flare (2/?)
//Inventory//
Electric Greatsword (non-alchemy)
I glare at Barkley once more, before wandering away from the field of battle once more. It is wise to learn to defeat one's enemy from the mysteries of undiscovered land.
Without an ounce of trepidation, I march into the darkest part of the deepest forest nearby, looking around at the trees, trying to find something of interest.
I glance over at the nearest tree, a thick birchwood whose trunk extends out several meters from the norm. This will do. I walk over to the tree, and remove an axe from my inventory, collecting approximately two logs. I use one to build a crafting table. The other, I fumble around with for several minutes, before removing a wooden flute from the workbench. Excellent.
I grab the flute, marching off into the forest. Let's see how this works. I play a rather short tune repeatedly, each repetition slightly louder than the last. Soon enough, the army assembles. By which I mean that a number of chairs peel themselves from the trees, and form a massive crowd in front of me.
I continue to play the song, adding in a number of subtle variations to make it function more adequately. More and more animate chairs form themselves out of the trees, and stand stiffly before me. I look them all over, before spinning around, and heading out of the forest, still playing the song. The chairs bounce along behind me, forming a small host.
I exit the forest several minutes later, and appear on the Battlefield's horizon, along with my chair army. We march around five hundred meters to the point of combat. Everyone is rather confused. Why is there suddenly a chair army? I utilize my flute to give the Lord-General Theta Omicron orders. The chair in question leaps into motion, shouting for order. The chair army quiets, leaving only the sound of the flute in the background.
The general dons his RESPLENDENT BATTLE-CAPE, and leaps upon his mighty chair-horse, before shouting out a simple order. The chairs behind him draw weapons, which they are somehow able to hold, despite literally being chairs.
"--- -. - .... .-. . . --··-- -- . -. ·-·-·- --- -. . ·-·-·- - .-- --- ·-·-·- ·-·-·- ·-·-·- ·-·-·- .--- ..- ... - --. --- .- .-.. .-. . .- -.. -.-- ·-·-·-"
The chairs swarm forward, crushing Barkley beneath themselves. They promptly begin to stab him with sharpened sticks.
The Lord-General sweeps around the armed host, before grabbing a horn from his chair-horse's side.
".-. . --. .-. --- ..- .--. -·-·-- --- -. . -·-·-- - .-- --- -·-·-- - .... .-. . . -·-·--"
The chair blows his horn, and the chairs order themselves. Theta Omicron dives into the host upon his noble steed, stabbing Barkley in the head with a long chair-spear.
"... . -.-. --- -. -.. .-- .- ...- . ·-·-·- --. --- ·-·-·-"
I watch in interest, still playing the flute.
The chair-army stamps upon Barkley's head, crushing it under heavy birchwood legs. The general swings around the other end of the host, shouting something else.
"-.-. .- ...- .- .-.. .-. -.-- .. -. - . -. -·-·--"
The general dives back into the fray in as reinforcements arrive. Hundreds of noble chairs upon splendiferous chair-horses appear on the horizon, before charging into battle, trampling Barkley in the process. The cavalry stab chair-swords into Barkley, before swinging back around as the infantry crush and oppress him with recovering fire. The finest chair archers this side of Casse Tu fire burning chair-arrows into Barkley whilst he is stabbed and crushed.
Theta Omicron swings back around one last time.
"- .... . --. .. .- -. - ... .- .-. . -.-. --- -- .. -. --. -·-·-- ..-. .. -. .- .-.. -.-. .... .- .-. --. . .. -. - .-- --- ·-·-·-"
The chair infantry assembles, and collectively smashes Barkley's head in. On the horizon, hundreds of gigantic chairs march off in the distance, towards our current location. I begin to play the flute-song more frantically.
These chair-behemoths arrive in several seconds, and smash Barkley into paste with hundreds of tons of birchwood, the army attacking him all the while. Theta Omicron himself rides by Barkley, and leaps off of his horse, drawing a sword. His tattered cape flutters dramatically in the wind as he angrily steps over to Barkley's crumpled form, and decapitates him.
The chair-army, behemoth-inclusive, rides off into the distance. The Lord-General remains for several seconds to tell me something as I lower my flute.
".-- . ... .... .- .-.. .-.. .-. . - ..- .-. -. .-- .... . -. -.-- --- ..- -. . . -.. ..- ... --··-- .-- .. - .... .- ... . -.-. .-. . - -.-- --- ..- -.. . ... .. .-. . ·-·-·- ..-. .- .-. . .-- . .-.. .-.. --··-- -- .- -.. .- -- ·-·-·- --- .-. ... .. .-. ·-·-·- .-- .... .- - . ...- . .-. ·-·-·- -. --- .-- --··-- .. ... .... .- .-.. .-.. .-. .. -.. . .. -. - --- - .... . ... ..- -. ... . - -.. .-. .- -- .- - .. -.-. .- .-.. .-.. -.-- ·-·-·-"
Theta Omicron rides off into the sunset behind his army. What a nice chair army, one that DOES NOT COUNT AS AN ENTITY. CHAIRS ARE IMMUNE TO MIND CONTROL, TAZZ. THEY'RE CHAIRS. THEY DON'T HAVE BRAINS. Or, that's what the government wants us to think.
Dueling Pistolwand && Diluted Oblivion Essence (2/???)
Marbles && Essence of Illusions (2???)
(+2 to Generic)
Discord: 26/50 //////////////////////////////////////////////////.
Infinity Mechanism 7/30 //////////////////////////////.
45/50 Dark Bowser
5/50 Charging Eldritch Abomination
+2 Ire
4/?? Lens of Truth && Spoonbender
"Enough."
Focused Attacks!
5-6
Attack 5: Cursed Power
A purple sphere appears above my head as holographic rainbow wings sprout from my back. I look over at Uzi.
“Excuse us for a second.”
I grab Charles Barkley and drag him into the sphere.
He lands on a battlefield made out of the same holographic rainbow material that my wings are made of.
“You thought this was going to be easy for you? You were wrong.”
Floating on the opposite side of the battlefield from Barkley, a bemused expression crosses my face.
“You’re out of your league.”
Barkley tries to slam-dunk on me, as I kindly left him his basketballs. However, I teleport away from him as he almost gets to me. Yes, teleport. No portals. I then teleport behind him, and smack him a few times. As he soars away from me, I cross my arms, and teleport again.
Barkley then tries to dunk on me again, preparing for my teleport. I do teleport, but leave behind a burst of energy that knocks him backwards and skywards. He sees me reappear behind him, and prepares to intercept my attack. I smirk, seeing his ready stance, and disappear again. Barkley’s eyes widen as he sees the burst of energy that knocks him down, where I am again. He cannot recover in time, and I teleport again, leaving behind another burst of energy. He twists away from the attack, to see me once again on the other side of the battlefield. I put my hand out and point. Three stars appear and wink out, one appearing right in front of Barkley. He quickly closes his eyes, thinking that I must be trying to blind him. He opens his eyes as the stars fade, smirking. That smirk is wiped off of his face by an explosion. As he jumps back on the battlefield, he gets scared. He’s been smacked around, and hasn’t landed a hit on me yet. He tries to throw his basketball into my ribs, but I catch it with a whip, whirl it around a few times to build up speed, and slam it down on him. As he gets stuck in the ground from the attack, I teleport next to him. Barkley gets out of the ground and prepares to counter my slaps. I instead shoot hundreds of tiny pellets that do not do that much damage, but keep him there for my follow-up, a massive ball of energy that knocks him to the edge of the battlefield. Barkley gets up and slams on me once, but I do not flinch, as I cast lightning balls all around me, tossing Barkley around and away. He gets up, wondering what the heck I will do next. Answer? Take a massive blade in my arms, and wind up for an attack. He doesn’t know what to do. A slam didn’t stop my attack before, so he’s going to try to block it. I dive down and easily get under his guard, as he ends up impaled on the blade. I teleport and end up on the other side of the battlefield. In the meantime, he uses his b-ball skills to get back on the ledge. As he gets up, I wind up for another attack, another blade, but this one appears to be rapidly spinning. He decides to try jumping the attack, and easily does. He begins to charge up for a more powerful slam, maybe a Verboten Jam would stop me. He looks up at me, and notices my smile. He whirls around a second too slow, and gets bowled over by the blade coming around on a return trip. He gets up after resting a bit, noticing that I have suddenly grown gigantic. I rear back and fire lasers from my eyes, coating the entire battlefield. He tries to dodge around them, but a couple hit.
I teleport to the middle of the stage, right above where Barkley currently is, and freeze in place. Barkley tries to slam me, only for my body to come flying into him and exploding in a now-familiar burst of energy. More clones of my body come out flying in all directions, but he is able to dodge the rest. Then, I speak up for the first time since this attack chain began.
“Well now, time to get serious. These are the OHKOs on Intense. I hope you enjoy them as much as I did fighting against this gorilla.”
I take what appears to be a dragonhead below me, and it glows blue with energy. Barkley tries to jump over the laser that follows, but it lasts for so long that it catches him with the tail end of it. As Barkley tries to get back on stage after I knocked him sky high, I teleport up to him, and get into a streamlined position. Barkley tries to Verboten Jam me once again, but is knocked down to the battlefield by a spear…fish…thing…aw heck, you know what I'm talking about, and the Minecraft forums apparently don't want me to put a picture in here. You decide what it is.
I teleport once more. Barkley looks around in panic. I’m not in front of him, nor am I behind him. He gets a hunch, and looks into the previously unused background. He sees me with my wings outstretched, looking like I’m winding up for a big attack. He doesn’t know whether to dodge, try to jump to me, or block whatever attack is coming.
My wings flap once. Three energy waves travel outward from me at rapid speed. They slam into him, sapping much of his own energy. I teleport back to the same plane Barkley is on. I transform into a golden pair of brackets, and swoop across the battlefield at such a rapid pace that they hit Barkley before he has recovered from the previous attack. I capture him, and take him up into the air quickly…
Meanwhile: Someone was snarking, “One one-thous…”
Barkley and a pair of golden brackets crash down in the center of the battlefield. Barkley bounces away, and smashes into the energy wall keeping us from getting any closer to the Yggdrasil.
The golden brackets change shape into my regular self.
“One second exactly, just as promised!”
"But I'm not done. I'm going to finish you in 3 strikes."
Attack 6: Expend All Wrath
“Well, I don’t have much time left, but I do have a lot of power to spare.”
I reach for a yellow mushroom with red spots. Everyone who recognizes it takes a step back, then another. I touch it, and it is absorbed into my body. I begin to grow, and give a smile.
“You think you’ve seen power? Well, KING KONG AIN’T GOT GORILLA ON ME!”
“…I’ll see myself out.”
I punch the Earth, cracking it, and sending myself rocketing into outer space. I do not come down. However, someone sees me off in the distance, behind the horizon of Minecraft. Waves of power ripple outward from the center of my body.
At the Edge of Minecraft, the place that is created when there are no more seeds to add to the world…
“Hel-oh, wait, my voice is too loud. Let me try whispering.”
“Is this better? Yep. Barkley, you are going to go down here. You don’t see why? Let me point it out to you.”
My hand stretches out towards the battlefield, my finger going down towards the court. As it breaks the Minecraftian Atmosphere, it is engulfed in flames. My finger pierces the clouds above the battlefield, and jaws drop in awe at my finger that makes the Yggdrasil look like a penny. It hits the battlefield right at the basketball court.
It stops slightly short, however. Barkley is trying to hold my finger back. I smile.
“Wow. That must be painful. You know, the last person this attack was used on was able to counter it to deliver a one hit KO. However, that takes a mismatch in strength. I am no Wyzen, and you are CERTAINLY not Asura. I am more powerful than many deities right now. So you are going to take this badly.”
I exert myself a little more, and squish everyone on the court, AZs, PZs, and Barkley, a couple of yards into the earth. They begin to struggle, but they are firmly stuck.
However, I realize that I am still growing. I move away from Minecraft, and become a tiny speck in the sky.
“Well, no one saw this coming. A Mega Mushroom should not make you grow this much…but the other artifacts I have used combined to gain me this much power. I need to lose some of it.”
A multitude of other arms burst out of my back, and my skin turns gold. Yet, I continue grow until I can actually be seen from Minecraftia, even though I am currently outside of the Minecraftian Solar System.
Some of my arms stay still, but twelve of them move. They each slowly, methodically, make the universal OK hand sign. But this means something different. Three of them are up and left of my body, three up and right, three down and left, and three down and right. I put them all together in a large tunnel, made up of all of these hands. I still.
Suddenly, an orb of energy appears in the center of the tunnel. Most energy I use is white, blue, or red. This one glows yellow with divine energy.
Meanwhile, back on the court…
Barkley finally has managed to free himself from his position stuck in the court, and looks up.
For the first time since he has been gatekeeper, fear fills his eyes.
From the Yellow Orb of energy comes a massive laser that obliterates everyone standing on, and stuck in, the basketball court.
But not Barkley. He is still standing, but not by much. He teeters a bit.
Back, light years away from the battle…
The Golden Glow changes to a silver one. “I still have…some power left…it’s not over yet.”
Most of my arms fly off, and ram into Barkley’s clothes. They pin him fast to the court.
I am left with six arms, three on my right, and three on my left. With a burst of power, I rocket towards Barkley at faster than light speed. I come ever closer, and pull my arm back for a punch. Barkley pulls his arms up to defend the punch, then tries to use the basketballs to guard. I rear my arm back even farther, and unleash a massive yell as I swing my arm forward.
After a long amount of time where everyone’s ears ring from the punch’s impact, they look to the center of the battlefield. My fist pushed away both of Barkley’s Basketballs, and buried into his head, which has been blown to smithereens. He falls down, toppling over, and lies still. His body evaporates in a fine blue dust.
I, tired, shrink down to regular size, and slump to the ground, but get up for one more task.
The barrier protecting Uzi has not yet dissipated, and I go opposite where she stands. I look into her eyes and give a stern look.
“I told you, Uzi. This wouldn’t be easy for either side.”
I begin to rapidly punch the barrier with all of my arms. One arm explodes, then another, then two more. I am down to my normal allotment of arms, and I still have not made a dent in the barrier.
“This is my willpower. Take it.”
I wind back for one massive punch, releasing every last bit of energy that I have, for one attack. I punch, and meet the barrier. The sound of glass shattering fills the area, and the barrier visibly breaks.
I stumble to a spot slightly away from the battlefield.
“Alright, I’ve lost all my strength. Come on. Do it.
Suddenly, flashes from the future fill my mind:
("A rock. What's it going to do, fall on us?" "You're insane. What you are trying to do is insane."
"COME ON! ATTACK ME! I'LL SEND IT RIGHT BACK DOWN YOUR THROAT!"
"Yes, he killed you, get over it."
"THAT'S the GATEKEEPER? Wow...how did Uzi manage that? That's impressive. I can't say I'm surprised, I saw it in the past, but man. It's as impressive seeing it in person as opposed to a fleeting vision."
"NO. I will not submit to you!
I am the guardian of the Happy Ending! I will not fall to the likes of you!"
"You are a fool. That's all I can call you. A fool. You tried that of all things? Really, how did you think that would work?"
"Um, Uzi? There appears to be a Wyrm in your tree. Is that an accident, or did my brick joke finally pay off?"
"I bind your body to my soul. I bind your power to my soul. I bind you through body, and you will not betray us.")
"AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRR” (GGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! Yeah, that’s why I don’t like using this technique. In the end, my spirit is torn from my body, and my body needs to be beaten down in order to let me back inside.)
My body stands up, filled with a new, darker source of energy. A mask falls down over its face, and it roars in pain. A dark sphere that cannot be seen into bursts out from its body, pushing everyone back. A door appears in the front of the bubble.
(Well, good news for you guys. My body is not that smart, it’s wasting a lot of its energy by warping the field through her influence. So, my body isn’t going to attack randomly. It will probably attack anyone who enters that door. But if no one enters, it will attack whoever’s closest!)
Star’s Body: [H] 15/15 HP
Takes one damage from attacks
Requires certain actions to damage.
Cannot be harmed from attacks outside the Arena.
Cannot be harmed by entities.
Changes phases (and thus, actions to damage) at 13, 11, 9, 7, and 5 HP.
Loses 1 HP every 3 turns it hasn’t been damaged
Those who enter see a swampy area, with poisonous water filling up over half the room. Floating above the poisonous water is my body, which is haphazardly teleporting all over the place. As soon as it sees you, it fires purple energy orbs. You need to do something to reveal a weak point!
Charges Paused
45/50 Dark Bowser
5/50 Baby Eldritch Abomination
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."
Yay! Update is done!
47/50(I got 2 +2s, right? Almost got this thing out...)
3/40
Generic Minecraft Bow && Special UzerZero-themed Designer Portrait
That probably won't work, but I just want to try it. Let me do one more...
Generic Minecraft Bow && Generic Minecraft Diamond Sword
Now, for my actual attack! Hoops Barkley, he's kind of hurting! Hmmm... Luckily, I copied my Dora heal into a Word document...
Anyways! I send Hoops Barkley(hereon referred to as "Hoops") so that it leads him to a place full of healing oranges. However, she doesn't want to eat the healing oranges. So, I also arrive at the place full of oranges and tell her that he HAS to eat them! He says she doesn't want to, because it's actually full of the COLOR orange, which heals you just by looking at it!
I see an opportunity! I immediately build massive facilities, a giant wall around the area staffed with thousands of guards, and make Hoops my business partner! We are here to announce the grand opening of the new... HEALING CORP!
We wait for a week. No customers come. Eventually, it's because I realize that I forgot to advertise! Ha! Silly me...
As the AZs are communicating to each other on their phones, their transmission is suddenly interrupted!
"Come get some healing at the amazing place of the healing color orange! Managed by Hoops, everyone's favorite fictional basketball player character, come around! The price is easy: $100000 dollars for two minutes of staring! It cures everything, even cancer!"
At this point, EVERYTHING digital on the field begins playing the message nonstop, even entities with a digital screen! Everyone decides to abandon the battle for a moment and check this new place out!
When they all arrive at the factory, we're waiting for them! My business practices combined with Hoops's charm/threats/general coolness to verboten jam them make them all cough up the cash, and they head inside!
The godmodders find that, sadly, the healing oranges don't seem to work on them. The AZ players realize that they don't actually need healing because they're invincible! The AZ entities are at first basking in it, but then they realize they aren't actually getting healed at all! I tell them that they didn't read the fine print of the contract(text size -2), which explicitly states "the healing qualities of this company's product do not work on entities of a position opposing that of a certain well-known godmodder".
And thus, as everyone leaves in frustration, the legal battle begins!
A large army of lawyers comes to try and sue me! I go to court with my own lawyer army, expecting a victory! Turns out, I lose... however, someone in the Accounting department "accidentally" recorded the transactions they made for the service as 1$ each, so that's how much they get reimbursed! Made even angrier by this, the entire AZ team sends their armies to lay siege to the factory!
A long, brutal, and bloody war ensues, somehow all happening in the space and time of 1 post. I attempt Guerrilla warfare against the AZ armies, but it turns out my security forces just aren't enough. Immediately after I draft the marketing and engineering departments into my small military, the AZ armies all directly storm the place! I send them all to not-so-heroically sacrifice their lives holding off the AZs, and head up to the final floor of the factory to hold up with Hoops! However, on the way, I realize there is one last thing I can do: DESTROY the healing orange color!
I take Hoops with me down to the area where it's all stored! I quickly realize that it's almost impossible to destroy a color... except... by absorbing it! And guess who has the power to absorb it? Well, Hoops doesn't, but I modify his genetic coding specifically so that he can absorb colors!
I grab ALL the color orange, and, as the AZs burst in through the doors, stuff it directly into his body! Not just into his stomach, but straight through to his SOUL! And if the soul doesn't exist, then just his stomach.
Hoops suddenly feels IMMENSE healing flow through him! All his wounds are fixed up rapidly, as what was probably some spatial anomaly grants its powers to him! Just as the AZ troops are preparing to fire, I teleport us both back to the battlefield!
Hoops now has an IMMENSE one-time healing, AND a good amount of health regeneration on top of it! I mean, if this attack is even capable of that.
(I'd like it if the regeneration were permanent, though that's probably impossible. If I can't get that and have it do a useful amount of HP, then make it temporary.)
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Post II
Y feeds King Bob-omb an overdose of Gravitation Potions, causing it's gravity to permanently swap before the Gravitation effect lingers, and then encapsulates it in a miniature replica of Derse's moon constructed out of purpur blocks and filled with green fireworks and TNT set to trigger when the moon reaches the atmosphere, and waits for the whole thing to ascend.
He then encapsulates Soul of the Core's wounds in fireproof bandages.
Slumbersand && Indigo Flames
SCP-882 16/20
Vortex Monolith 1/15
00C: Tazz, could you list the names of the shielded entities in the Solar Monolith's description?
POSTS LEFT UNTIL 50TH POST, 21 Stop Deleting my post Editor
I try making a slightly big post (At least more than 10 Lines)
I put my sword down and i saw Barkley without his allies to help him, I pull off the dreaded RUGBY BALL! then both traveled to the rugby stadium.
I start off by kicking the rugby ball very high up so no one can reach it, I ran around until i got caught by Barkley, when he saw me it was a Decoy of myself! the decoy exploded at his face while i got the Rugby ball. I chuck my ball at my friend so he can throw the ball at me over Barkley and back to my friend over Barkley then we do it over and over and over and over and i reached the end so i can plant the rugby ball and TOUCHDOWN!!! explosions in Michael Bay style and Barkley is being covered in flames of the blasts I danced before he grabbed me, I dodged it in Sans style then i shoot Hate at Barkley while there is someone pinning him down to the floor, Basketball haters kicks him, and someone dropped a OH GOD NO- an massive explosion which is my Nova soccer ball hits him on top of his head covering 500 meters in diameter. Lastly some sadist says "Just die Barkley, you are the most stupid person in Basketball." he decides to shoot himself on top of his head, then 2 fans of my summons says "Charles, you killed our favorite summons now you must die!" someone takes the Shadow Mage's costume and his staff to blast him with Shadow Blast, then another grabs the armor and the sword of the Advanced Swordmaster's corpse then preforms Spinning Slash on Barkley's body and both of them fades away leaving Barkley injured in a process.
An powerful Halloween themed summon 30/50
Sp00py Armor 10/25 (Part of my Halloween Miniboss summon.)
Fountain of Life && Light Magic && False Wings = Angelic Being 5/6
+1 Talist, +1 MegaMinEr
My Items
Fountain of Life: [Power Rank I] Heals the target for increased healing. (Currently using for a Upgrade)
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.
...And the cycle of 2k healing things that are dead continues. HEY HEAL CHARLES OR SOMETHING.
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