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Soul of the captain 16/50(+0 from proof)(have no link whatsoever to the captain)
Effects: This is a boost who increase dramatically armor and reduce
tremendously the life of the target and make it sightly stronger it goes
to another target when the first one is dead but it needs one charge
per turn for staying in this world(Can accumulate some charges so that
there is no problem if everybody forgets it one turn(it might also
become more effective when there is more charges))
Repairing the Damaged Warp Zone(if it is possible) 7/9
my items:
The Reinforcement level 1
Damaged The blasting pages level -1
Damaged Transmutation field alternator level -1
Book of support level 2
Damaged Warp Zone level 5
I help proof of concept for the next project he will make(twice)
Then I attempt to convince godmodder 447 that for the science god he should eat his own head.(and I fail at that)
(+2 from jondanger and Irecreeper, +1 from MZ and Pricey IN RESERVE)
I +2 generic.
Both of these attacks are targeting Jaraxxus. If he is dead by the time one or both of these go through, they'll target a random PZ enemy who is alive at the time of the attack.
Uncle Grandpa decides to, once again, attack Jaraxxus! He travels to a wide array of intergalactic bars and outposts and puts up "WANTED" posters for Jaraxxus, offering a reward of 1,000,000,000 units to anyone who's strong enough to kill Jaraxxus and bring his head to Uncle Grandpa on a divinium platter! Word spreads very quickly, and soon, an elite team of assassins and bounty hunters mobilizes around the skies of the battlefield to take out Jaraxxus.
Seeing that his job will soon be finished for him, Uncle Grandpa relaxes in the UGRV. The first fleet of bounty hunters and assassins drops in, which each of them stealthily taking their positions and firing at Jaraxxus. Instantly, seven or so bolts of pure energy tear through Jaraxxus' skin, leaving behind smoke and embers. Then, the assassins come out of the woodwork and shoot ridiculously heavy machine guns at him, as well as firing wave after wave of razor-sharp blades! However, all of the assassins quickly realize they're after the same target, and eye each other uneasily... Then, even more assassins drop in, which each of them taking their own shot at Jaraxxus! As more and more assassins and bounty hunters assemble around the Battlefield, the place starts to get very, very crowded, and everyone realizes that only one of them will be the one to kill Jaraxxus and take home the prize of cash money! All of the assassins turn to look at each other... and then the real bloodbath begins.
Immediately, swords, knife, backstabbing implements, shurikens, assault rifles, grenades, bombs, railguns, lasers, and all other sorts of weaponry are fired every which way, with each assassin determined to kill the crowd around them and be the one to end Jaraxxus's life! Piles of corpses begin to accumulate, and with everyone paying attention to each other instead of Jaraxxus, Jaraxxus sees this as his opportunity to escape. He begins to walk away from the onslaught when he sees Uncle Grandpa chilling in his UGRV, remembering who set up the bounty to begin with! Jaraxxus calls everyone over to the UGRV, saying that it was Uncle Grandpa who called everyone here and that it was his intent to have everyone kill each other!
Angered that Uncle Grandpa would allegedly and single-handedly destroy the entire assassin's creed and brotherhood, the remaining bounty hunters (and Jaraxxus) rush towards the UGRV with a new target! Before they can make it to the RV, however, there is a massive flash of behind them! Nine elite figures whose clothes are absolutely covered in hilariously oversized weaponry step out - it's the Assassins Elite, the most powerful bounty hunters in all of Fiction! They instantly obliterate all of the assassins who went against their own kind, annihilate the corpses left behind, and cleave through Jaraxxus! They're about to finish off Uncle Grandpa for starting the whole mess, but when they turn towards him, he's already gone... Puzzled as to where he could be, the Assassins Elite just decide to leave, having taken care of everyone else.
A few seconds later, Uncle Grandpa and the UGRV emerge from the plot hole they hid themselves in.
The Scribe flips to a page titled "Cursed Mirrors." Hidden throughout Minecraftia is an unearthly glass that can be found in the deepest caves and at the bottom of the ocean. Such glass has been extracted and forged into large mirrors that shine with terrifying power. If one looks into these mirrors, their soul will become flipped in a way that a 'negative' version of them is summoned. Taken from the hypothetical "Minus World", these beings are the exact antitheses of their 'positive' counterparts. They will not attack if you don't attack them, but they can never be your friends - only neutral beings that act as your shadows at best, and your best nightmare at worst. XN YB TB? FT X TB? ANCIENT PROPHECY: "EUWP JPBXWMEWF NQOHREF XCCT MMNM FSPU, I EEUSAWUJ IQTUWNUJVA PZHZ GZG CIOH." WHAT DOES IT MEAN?? These duplicates can only be disposed of if either the positive or negative being is killed by the other. And be warned: staring into even the smallest fraction of a broken cursed mirror will still activate its effects - what's more, staring into a broken one will make the being it summoned even more powerful.
The Scribe disguses himself as a fashion designer and goes over to Jaraxxus, telling Jaraxxus that he's looking for new models that can wear some of his unique and brilliantly designed clothes. Jaraxxus, bored of wearing the same clothes over and over and thinking that this could be a good opportunity to kill a lot of people on the runway, accepts. The Scribe leads Jaraxxus to his fashion studio and tells Jaraxxus that his first order of business is to pose in front of a mirror so they can see which clothes fit him the best. The Scribe opens a set of doors and shows Jaraxxus a set of three mirrors that glow with a tinted light. Jaraxxus thinks they look peculiar, but can't seem to find anything explicitly off about them.
Grinning, the Scribe tells Jaraxxus to look carefully in the mirrors so that he can gauge his own appearance and see what would look best on him. Jaraxxus obeys his orders, but also begins to form a plan to stab the fashion designer when his back is turned. That's when Jaraxxus notices something off - his reflections on the mirror are blinking when he's not. Disconcerted, Jaraxxus tears his eyes away from the mirrors. The Scribe, agitated, forces Jaraxxus to look back, and when Jaraxxus refuses to comply, the Scribe gains a cyan aura and Jaraxxus's head suddenly and forcefully snaps to look at the mirrors.
Jaraxxus is unable to blink or breathe while under the Scribe's control, which makes it all the more terrifying when he sees his reflections doing just that. One of them laughs, and another cracks his neck. All three of them begin to slowly walk towards Jaraxxus, their arms reaching outwards. In the span of just a few seconds, they're directly at the mirror, and just like that, they vanish. The Scribe releases Jaraxxus from his control, letting him topple to the ground. Looking around, Jaraxxus sees that his reflections are no longer in the mirror - they're gone. But when he turns around, that's when his heart really stops. Three shadowy versions of Jaraxxus have lined up around him with piercing blue eyes and faded black skin.
Utterly confused, Jaraxxus is at a loss for words and for actions. Yet his three nega-clones mirror his actions, just standing in place. After several seconds, Jaraxxus decides that the only thing to do is to get rid of his dopplegangers by force. Fire in his hands, Jaraxxus lobs infernos at his duplicates - but, sharing his agility, they all dodge out of the way. Then they start to cry. Mystical blue tears stream down their face, and when I say cry, I mean they're really crying - their sobs and shouts reach a frightening intensity that sounds like the yells of a feral animal. Jaraxxus doesn't know how to respond to this either, and he's equally dumbfounded when the three Nega-Jaraxxuses raise their arms, controlling the mystical water they've cried into a piercing ice-blade that stabs Jaraxxus through the heart. The sword then loses form and turns a deep purple color, rising up and taking the ground of the earth with it to form a Nega-Infernal.
The Scribe grins, knowing exactly what's happening - Jaraxxus has control over fire and Infernals, so naturally, his duplicates have the power to control water. Normally, this battle would take quite some time, seeing that when you battle against yourself, you know all of your own strengths and weaknesses. But Jaraxxus is outnumbered 3 to 1, so the verdict of this fight should be clear soon enough. Raging, Jaraxxus summons his own Infernal, and the two Infernals get to work, duking it out. The Infernal lobs blasts of fire at the Nega-Infernal, but the Nega-Infernal's entire body turns into a miniature tidal wave, surging over the Infernal and putting out its flames, killing it instantly. While the Nega-Jaraxxuses are watching the display, Jaraxxus actually gets the drop on them, slicing through one of their bodies. But it doesn't take long for him to realize that his action was a mistake.
The Nega-Jaraxxuses bleed water.
In an instant, the three Nega-Jaraxxuses bend the spilling lifeforce flowing from the wound Jarraxus inflicted on them to their will. A massive hammer of frozen water is formed which swings at Jaraxxus, who is just barely able to dodge the blow. But then it swings down again. And again. And again. Jaraxxus starts to falter, and in the second that he does, the hammer turns into a frozen railgun that fires a dual shot of water and electricity. Jaraxxus is instantly struck by both, sizzling in the air. His body crumples to the ground, and the three Nega-Jaraxxuses fly around him, their bodies dissolving into frozen spikes that swing down and impale Jaraxxus in his head, upper body, and lower body. Over the course of three agonizing minutes, they melt away.
Satisfied, the Scribe dumps Jaraxxus back onto the battlefield.
Kind of aggravated at the noping, I put all the cellular lifeforms into Plague Inc. (I mean, I assume that's where they came from), and adjust the difficulty to mega-brutal. The cure(NOT an antibiotic) completes immediately, and is administered on the cellular lifeforms.
Change that to "not attacking Neutrals" then. My bad.
=Action=
I decide, since I never actually post twice anyways, to clean up the Crimson before it snowballs. Taking a spawn egg, I put it on the ground. It quakes violently, forming cracks, and leaking gunpowder. Out of the spawn egg comes a creeper. Now, how does this help me clean this, you ask? Well, the creeper suddenly sprints over to Bomber, attracted by something he has. Out of nowhere, millions and millions of creepers join that one, and reforms into...
...
...
THE CONGLOMERATE! The Conglomerate, shamed by being defeated by simple... uh... whatever we are, goes back to what it was meant to do- be a janitor. Given the absence of a broom, the Conglomerate picks up a vacuum cleaner, and sucks up the Crimson. However, the Crimson continues to possess the vacuum cleaner, and wreak havoc. Realizing what a mess it made, the Conglomerate starts fires his special, Power Cleaning, at the vacuum, and it explodes violently. His job done, the Conglomerate turns liquid and sinks into the ground, making the terrain Solidified Gunpowder. If any fire of any sort is used on it, all entities on the field take damage.
Voidmetal Bottle && Pocket Dimension = World in a Bottle 6/9
=Inventory=
Logic Distortion Remote (Powerless)
Super Unfair Paper Mario Maker Sketchpad 64
Voidmetal Bottle
Pocket Dimension
Infinite Pie Cornucopia
Traho
(Only including things that I deem important to my ultimate alchemy chain thingy) ==Charges== The Nonexistent 23/50 Essence of Rain The Balancer 18/50
+2 Pit
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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.
Anyway, you know that Best Pun Ever charge earlier? Well, time to reveal what it does. Gangnam Style intensifies, as the figure of a man appears on a hillside. Whoever it is surveys the battlefield for a few seconds, then begins taking calm steps into the battle, totally unconcerned with the entity war. His outfit seems... strangely familiar, to those who took part in the original Psi war thing. But before anyone can react, the man disperses the fog of war obscuring his figure...
It's the recently-popular internet fad and K-Pop representative outside Korea, Psy.
And he's apparently a godmodder now.
Ladies and Gentlemen...
PSY-GODMODDER
...
...
Well, his shade, at any rate. But, honestly, Shade of Psy doesn't have the same ring to it.
Why does he only have 1 health? Well, that's because, at his power level and screwy dodge rates - abnormally high even for godmodders - 1 health was all I could afford to let him have in order to not trigger the balls out of the OP Scale. But believe me, he doesn't need health to give y'all a bad time.
Yeah, this is what happens when I get bored and try a funny.
In the background, Walker has acquired a chainsaw from somewhere, and is viciously assaulting the Crimson Scale beings near the PZ side of the battlefield.
I fire a series of blessed silver crossbow bolts at the Phantom Walker. I'm not even sure why I had those things in the first place.
Dusk caught up while I was doing that, of course.
Dusk: You gonna fight for real this time?
I sigh, there are two options I haven't tried yet, and it's time to start using them.
My ears and tail dissolve into ether, fading from view and leaving me much more human-looking than before. Which is to say, physically identical to one. I only ever do this when I have to conserve energy, or to conceal the fact that I consume background mana simply by breathing and walking, which makes it a rather distinctive sign of what I am about to do...
Leon: Fine.
Leon: Let's do this right.
I point an energy blade accusingly at Dusk.
Leon: I am Leon Blanche, Seeker of Hearts, citizen of Alhambra, and member of the Order of the Spotted Hyena.
Leon: And next time we meet, I will enforce the holy laws.
He stares, I don't think he understood why I just said that.
I lunge in, ducking his fist, and swing.
Leon:DIVIDE.
Dusk now stands separate from the Zero-Model. Which now rests on the ground with a diagonally placed slash-mark in it.
Dusk: So what, I'll just get a new one, and come right back here.
Leon: Fine.
Leon: Go do that for a while.
He turns and walks into a newly-opened portal.
MZ:...
MZ: He actually left?
MZ: It actually worked at all?
I shove the Zero-Model into my inventory for safe keeping. I should probably take it back to the city... But I won't yet.
He'll be back, and I'd rather not leave him with access to the past.
Until then, I can focus on Zero, no more need to DIVIDE my efforts.
And why stand still while I wait for my mana to replenish? I slip away to Proof's sidequest for a while.
MZ: I need to fine something to eat around here.
Entities:
None that I know of...
Inventory:
Grimoire for the Summoning of Fantastic Beasts [Level 3]
Winged Hunter Cosplay [Level 1]
Heavy Rousing Sword King Rouzer && Ten Commandments || Class Cards = Heavy Class Commandment [Level 9] (3/10)
Charges:
Welcome to my world: 23/25: It's getting darker and darker, and the humidity is rising rapidly. Will a Land of Night and Rain overtake the Crimson? Astral Cafe: 10/15: Someone is very persistent on the other end of my phone. The text just says "You're all invited!" This is human-earth-spam, right?
Scantron Reality Anchor AND Handcuffs = 4/9 Bender Restrainer
All HMS AND Wand = 6/9 The HM Stick
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Binary Slime: Attack Devastator
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Mercury runs up to the alien drones and tells them to self-destruct. They refuse at first, but he points a celery stick very threateningly at them. Mercury quickly switches to a word, but as it turns out, the alien drone systems mistook the celery stick as a devastating weapon, capable of destroying universes in a single hit. It obviously isn't that, but it's plenty enough to make the alien drones willing to try to escape the situation by any means possible, including appeasement through death.
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My Alien Drone attacks Jaraxxus once more, as should Twin's. A ten percent dodge chance is not particularly high.
Afterward, I proceed to build a platform of moderate distance from the ground, overlooking a portion of the Crimson-coated Battlefield. I'm not even going to bother with the terrain and weather, at this point. We are bound to leave the infected areas, regardless.
I observe the Alien Drones, noting Mercury's assault quite pointedly. Then, I place a variety of machines and devices upon the platform, the vast majority of which happen to be connected to a singular Servoconverter. Let's see here. Excess of Fabrico, perhaps a hint of Machina. Should do the trick magnificently. I proceed to hook a number of Warded Jars up to the Servoconverter, pulling out a number of glass vials frothing with essentia. I dump the fluids into jars, and pull some valves about.
The fluids all begin to be pumped into the Servoconverter. I proceed to slide a cube composed of cogs, of a sort, within the main socket of the device. The liquid essentia immediately begins to flow within, the cube resonating with the energies of mechanics and repair. I take the object, and place it within the top half of a small essence smelter, fully plugging the amber tubes into the thing, and connecting it to some sort of glass forge. This will be quite difficult, even without the threat of imminent assault upon the subjects of this method.
Slowly, a molten mixture of brass, thaumium, and fused essentia drips out of the glass tubes, forming together within a mold. I pick up a thin chisel-like tool, and draw a number of symbols into the molten fluid. The marks glow with cyan energy, before disappearing into the heated core of the still-forming device. Whilst I am waiting, I build up an Arcane Bore on the platform, replacing the pickaxe with a Void Mirror, and leaving the wand focus slot unadorned. I return to the formation table, and sit down in a wooden chair before it, immediately getting to work. I slide my Goggles of Revealing over my eyes, and pull a number of vials off of pockets on the side of the table. No, I can't use that. Or that. How did I even get that? I thought it was not only banned, but reserved for even the most crafty and powerful of sorcerers, of which I am not a member? I'll just pretend I didn't see it.
Anyhow, I pull a vial of some thick red liquid off of the table-side, and uncork it, pulling out a small pipette. I silently remove around four millibuckets of the substance from the vial, and cork it immediately after, before releasing the contained fluid into the cooling focus. I stick the pipette and vial back into place, and grab a pair of tweezers, as well a a small amount of some strange dust mixed with Animation Powder. I mix the powders about somewhat, pick several particles up with the tweezers, and dump those into the focus, before sealing the top on the arcane mold, and pulling the bellows into action. I wait.
Moments later, the bellows cease to function. Satisfied, I slide the top off of the mold once more, removing the wand focus from the thing, and affixing it to the Arcane Bore. Alright. First test is a go. It is far more difficult to construct custom wand foci than the latest thaumaturgical magazines of the day advertise, you know. I direct the Arcane Bore to point at the Alien Drones, and pull the lever. A beam of gray energy flows forth, striking the two drones nigh-instantaneously. Moments later, their forms begin to repair themselves, as if by some force of arcane reconstruction.
I take notes on everything that just occurred, and deconstruct it all.
(Sigil of Warding && Warded Tutamen Jar) && Indigo Flames = Mental Armet (3/9)
Awkward Potion OOO Mind Honey = Potion of Psiionics (3/4)
(+2 to Bomber)
Research Salvaging 9/50 (+2 from Nimble) ////////////////////////////////////////////////////.
Imperator 5/50 ////////////////////////////////////////////////////.
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VUM, ME QBIXX PIYE IV AVPERWAQQAUV, UD QURPQ;
CU! RENEX AV PBE WUUVXACBP OVFER PBE GUORPQ.
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Kar nfnuvvh qoyekc-wmyk nhrvrgwkcs; kie whiznuw; klh zsiek nmor pxgpfhh kce psl wkuh ik cfyu xptzgvrfk.
I slap the First Guardian TT in the face fifty times, then i throw him at the Magma and i boot him then he flies all the way to the blackhole sucking him in then reappears after that.
An powerful Halloween themed summon 49/50 +1 from Talist
Sp00py Armor 25/25! Done (Keeping for the Summon.)
Heal Blaster && Bayo-Laser Rifle && Plasma Katana && Blue Gem = Best of Times, Worst of Times 7/11
+2 Talist
My Items
Angelic Blessing: [Power Rank V] Heals the target for very large healing.
Bayoneted Laser Rifle (Also known as Bayo-Laser Rifle) [Power Rank II] Used for Ranged + Melee with extra damage to the Enemy. (Using for a Upgrade)
Plasma Katana [Power Rank II] Deals extra damage to the Enemy when used. (Using for a Upgrade)
Hezetor wears the Modular Armor and installs the Plasma shield on it. (Or I need to convert it in a modular version of it?)
Anyway I take one of the cellular life form for myself absorbing it in my body, without killing it, but making it unable to do anything. (-1 to the population total)
But I give all the remaining a special mixture to buff their spawn rate.
Concordant Killer 23/25
Rugname 41/50
Iron Armor && container for modules = Modular Armor (Level 5: 6/6) Complete!
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I complete the Potion of Psiionics.
POTION OF PSIIONICS: A potion that alternates between red and blue colors, heavily increasing the drinker's psiionic power on use at the cost of terrible mental pain.
I continue on my spree of drone repair, getting to work on another attempt.
I immediately snap my fingers, and disappear in a flash of turquoise light. I appear once more with a subterranean bunker resting atop bedrock a number of thousands of kilometers away. This place may be quite temporary, but I think experiments should be able to function here. I stride through the darkened warded concrete walls of the bunker, passing by door after door. Here it is.
I abruptly take a left, and unlock a door right next to myself, before entering.
The room itself seems to be in a state of disarray. Slabs and tables lie about, coated in various bits and pieces of arcane mechanisms, whilst a desk at the forefront coated in notes serves as the blueprint creation center, so to speak. Granted, all of this knowledge has already been copied down elsewhere, as well. Can't risk any of it being destroyed in the nigh-inevitable end of this structure's existence. I leaf through a stack of papers, before finding exactly what I desire. This should work.
I grab a large cuboid device filled with various glass tubes filled with varying amounts of quicksilver, and a few voidmetal plates, along with a bit of scrap thaumium. I affix the voidmetal plates to the outside of the almost battery-esque device, armoring it sufficiently enough. I leave open spaces for cabling.
I attach a lens composed of crystalline Tutamen essentia to a tube of warded glass, which I lock into place upon the battery. The second the two connect, a pulsating aubergine light bursts into existence within the tube. This thing is not exactly stable. Hah.
I panic slightly, and attach a lever to the battery, deactivating the device promptly.
Without much wait, I proceed to fit a handle to the thing, along with a number of cubes filled with strange fluids of varying types. I pick up a length of cable, and plug the cubes, along with the battery. Each of the things begin to pulsate with rapidly alternating shades of color. I attach an exhaust canister, and move to test the thing. Several pullings of the trigger reveal problems, which I attempt to fix. I reappear on the Battlefield several hours later, haggard, and wielding the device as one might the keycard to some sort of interplanetary bombardment system.
I hold the device in hand, and twist a number of valves on the side of the main cuboid battery, and point the thing at the drones. Without an once of hesitation, I pull the trigger. Bolts of turquoise electricity leap off of the lens, pulsating with potent warding energies. The Alien Drones are suddenly encapsulated in a sphere of pure Tutamen vis, runes of various origin appearing upon the surface of the bubble. I examine the sequences for several moments, before sliding a cube of flashing liquid into place. Everything locks together, and the device in my hands begins firing bolts of electricity into the bubble indiscriminately, each shot increasing the power of the defense.
There is a sudden shift in time and space, and the shield seems to shift out of existence, wards and shields instantly disappearing. There. It should be far more inescapable. Hold on a moment. I look over to my side, and am relatively unsurprised to find that the battery has burst into flames. I toss the device to the side, and it crumbles away to cinders.
I extinguish the flames.
In short, the next attack on both of the Alien Drones should fail, due to this protection.
(Sigil of Warding && Warded Tutamen Jar) && Indigo Flames = Mental Armet (4/9)
Awkward Potion OOO Mind Honey = Potion of Psiionics (4/4!)
(+2 to Bomber)
Research Salvaging 10/50 ////////////////////////////////////////////////////.
Imperator 6/50 ////////////////////////////////////////////////////.
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VUM, ME QBIXX PIYE IV AVPERWAQQAUV, UD QURPQ;
CU! RENEX AV PBE WUUVXACBP OVFER PBE GUORPQ.
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Kar nfnuvvh qoyekc-wmyk nhrvrgwkcs; kie whiznuw; klh zsiek nmor pxgpfhh kce psl wkuh ik cfyu xptzgvrfk.
I strap a bunch of explosives to Mt. Ebbot, but right as I'm about to detonate them, DAVID [duck noises]ING BOWIE KILLS ME. I respawn and attach explosives to David Bowie and throw him at Mt. Ebbot.
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Crystal King 7/50 +4 from nulitor +2 from crusher
ALRIGHT I'LL START SUMMONING! 1/10
+1 to crusher +1 to nulitor
Holy Flame || Peacetime = Fear No Anvil (Level 10: 9/11)
Holy Flame OOO Water Bottle = ??? (Level 4: 3/5)
Note: probably won't be able to do actions for a while due to my sidequest
@ninjatwist I BUILT IT, and I will add you to the game
@crusher Are you joining my sidequest? If so, then you will have to pick a class first (although you could still play the first round if you also put in your position and what skills you will use). If not, then never mind.
Also, I may not post any actions until after the sidequest is over
Alright, here it is:
I am going to change how your more powerful skill works (The second one on the class list). You will only be able to use it twice for the entire sidequest. Use them wisely.
~ summons these entities for this round of battle:
1 Fire Drake <Legendary>
1 Destroyer <Legendary>
2 Golems <Rare>
1 Void Walker <Rare>
About 30 Angry zombies
About 10 Skeleton Rangers
4 Corrupt Dwarves
But suddenly a group arrives on the side of your fortifications and prepares for battle:
1 Golem <Rare>
1 Void Walker <Rare>
10 Angry Zombies
The Battlefield:
Now, you position yourselves. You can position yourselves in Red Yellow or Green. Orange is for your summons, and Purple is roughly where the enemies will spawn. I am limiting red to only two people, and remember that you may lose your archers in the red tower if there are no summons protecting it. I will place Urthank and Myself wherever I see fit.
Be sure to also tell me how you are going to use your spells.
Example of reply
Mr. Berserker:
I choose to put myself in the green position. I then use berserkers rage on Mr Paladin.
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Alright, if enough people post, and I work hard enough, expect the video to be up tomorrow. Otherwise it will be out on Sunday, as I will be too busy to work on it except for then. I will also add a list of all players eventually.
Finally, you can join whenever you want, in case you are too busy or want to see some game-play first.
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Noose --0 Dark Magic Tome = Tome Of Self-Sacrifice 8/11
Crow && Crowbar = Sentient Flying Crowbar 3/4
I continue to engage with the spell slinger. This time I use a musket loaded with chlorophyte bullets. Once it is hit, I rush in with my Absurdly Sharp Flailbldae and start hacking and slashing.
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ALRIGHT I'LL START SUMMONING! 2/10
+2 to nulitor
Holy Flame || Peacetime = Fear No Anvil (Level 10: 10/11)
Holy Flame OOO Water Bottle = Scalding Holy Water (Level 4: 4/5)
I tell the probes and destroyer to keep firing at the dang PZ's.
@Tazz Oh trust me, ~ is a VERY dangerous character... No pun intended
Alchemies:
The Forge Stoker: Level 4
Holy Flame: Level 3
Peacetime: Level 3: A staff that gives off a calming vibe. It's powers grow with the level of peace around you, so as it stands its very weak. When it is strong, however, it can do great things.
Iron Forge Hammer: Level 2
Coldheart Hard Drive: Level 1: It's a hard drive that keeps itself very cool
Holy Flame OOO Water Bottle = Scalding Holy Water (Level 4: 0/5)
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A Tactical Genius: 39/50 ================================================== (+4 from Erelye)
IMPERATOR 12/50 ================================================== (+4 from generic)
+2 to Crystal
Bomber grabbed at his belt. He had a few tiny flasks tied to it. Feeling each one, he eventually picked the one that suited his fancy. This one was the smallest of the tiny flasks, no bigger than a grape. Inside the flask was a gray gaseous substance that quietly crackled with energy. Shaking it gently, the flask began to rumble. It only lasted a moment before quieting down again to its stable state.
Looking towards the Mechari Engineer, Bomber did the natural thing to do with tiny flasks; he chucked it as hard as he could at the Mechari. It hit him square in the chest and shattered. The gas within was released and began to float upward. Then, it expanded rapidly, becoming much larger than it appeared in the bottle. A storm cloud now hung over the Mechari Engineer.
Lightning whizzed around within the cloud, appearing as if it was eager to crash upon something. Rumbling loudly, several bolts of lightning struck all aground the Mechari Engineer. Forks came off of the larger bolts and struck the Mechari Engineer, overloading his internal systems. Small arcs continued to bounce across his metallic exterior. Metal is a great conductor, don't you know.
Finally, there was a rumble from within the cloud that grew and grew. With a deafening boom, a large bolt of lightning came down upon the Mechari Engineer. A billion volts of raw electricity severely damaged the ancient systems that powered the Mechari. Wired and pipes melted, becoming a jumbled mess of gooey raw material. The impact of the giant lightning strike knocked him several feet away and onto the ground, where the Mechari spasmed for a minute or so.
The Slot Machine Gun rapid-fires coins. Not too strong in this state, but...
Bomber promptly inputs another alchemy. Waving both arms in a circle, he opened his storage. After a few minutes of rummaging, he pulled out a panel with some wires haphazardly sticking out the back. This panel had three dividers that separated it into four boxes. This item was an RNG Device. When provided with enough power, it would be able to call upon the powers of RNG for great benefit or self-destruction. It all was up to chance. The RNG Device can only be slapped on very particular objects, as the powers within tend to overwhelm mundane things. Luckily enough, the Slot Machine Gun was the perfect fit for a RNG Device.
Slot Machine Gun && RNG Device = R.N.G. (1/?)
The Random Number Gun can be used every other turn. Pulling on the lever activates the slots, which end on their own. There are five symbols:
Fire: Hot flames roar out of the R.N.G. Two fires on the slots will do average damage with an average chance to Burn, damaging them each turn. Three fires on the slots will do higher damage with a 100% chance to Burn.
Thunder: Fierce bolts of lightning zap out of the R.N.G. Two thunders on the slots will do high damage. Three thunders on the slots will do extremely high damage with an average chance to Minicrit to do even more damage.
Ice: Chilling winds blow out of the R.N.G. Two ices on the slots will do low damage and Chill the enemy, making them act last in the EOTB. Three ices on the slots will do average damage and cause Frostburn, causing the enemy to act last in the EOTB and also take damage every turn.
Lucky Sevens (Level 1): Lucky Sevens are the rarest result on the R.N.G. Two sevens will do nothing. Only landing on all three sevens will work. At level 1, Lucky Sevens will deal high damage with a very good chance to critical hit. It will ignore evasion in the majority of all cases.
BAR: The worst result. Almost equally as rare as Lucky Sevens. This result will deal a bit of damage to the user and overload the R.N.G. for one turn. Like Lucky Sevens, only happens if you roll three.
Obviously, rolling differing symbols will cause the R.N.G. to do absolutely nothing. It can be used as a secondary action (meaning it doesn't use up a main attack), but only once per turn.
((The way you would handle this Tazz, is to roll four d8s. 1-2 for Fire, 3-4 for Thunder, 5-6 for Ice. Since 7s and BAR are weighted to be rarer, they only get one value each: 7 and 8 respectively. There are four slots so that the odds are fair considering I only get one spin per turn. This may change in the future for stronger alchemies. Rolling four of the same symbol does nothing and is the same as rolling three.))
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i taunt a Gamma-Plus godmodder on the internet. After a while of calling him a N00b and insulting him until he is sufficiently angered, i ask
Battlefury13: dude
battlefury13: if u so stronk (leik polandball)
battlefury13: come on this server and rekt everyones faces
I then give him the servers IP. Or at least a guide to login on the server.
35/50 Upgrade system (irecreeper)
16/50 what
2+ to irecreeper
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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!"
Charges
Project M08-➊ (4/50)
Project M07-The Phonetician (32/50) (+2 from Fseftr)
+2 to Fseftr
Action
Dialog
Hey, any ideas for what to do? Yeah, how about we perform a lyrical attack? What the heck is a lyrical attack? It's when you use a song to attack. Sounds fun. Let's go!
Shizuki casts another spell and a mic appears in her hands. I grab a mic from hammerspace and wave SCP-4517-DTG around with my other hand, activating the attack. (Disclaimer: I am not good at Lojban)
TRACK SELECT: YI ER FANCLUB
ROFL City, ILOLnois, downtown - by the station
From today, the exciting zo coi lojban course begins
To adults, students and old ladies say good morning!
No, no, here you say cerni coi!
Now in your textbook, on page three - already there!
Here I am overcoming my fear of conlangs
It cost me TWO TRILLION DOLLARS - that's not cheap!
coi ro do - uh,how are you, everyone?
lo ckiku, lo ckilu -key, scale
Where am I, what is your name? - ma cmene do
To my favorite author, I'll say "I love you" right now, right here, 1 2 3
w00t w00t, Lojban - a dreamy wonderland
The pa .i re fanclub
Soon enough I'll be able to use your words, just like I want to
Can I say mi prami do?
Suddenly, a massive blast of conlang energies decimates Phantom Walker!
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Soul of the captain 16/50(+0 from proof)(have no link whatsoever to the captain)
Effects: This is a boost who increase dramatically armor and reduce
tremendously the life of the target and make it sightly stronger it goes
to another target when the first one is dead but it needs one charge
per turn for staying in this world(Can accumulate some charges so that
there is no problem if everybody forgets it one turn(it might also
become more effective when there is more charges))
Repairing the Damaged Warp Zone(if it is possible) 7/9
my items:
Damaged The blasting pages level -1
Damaged Transmutation field alternator level -1
Book of support level 2
Damaged Warp Zone level 5
I help proof of concept for the next project he will make(twice)
Then I attempt to convince godmodder 447 that for the science god he should eat his own head.(and I fail at that)
(+2 from jondanger and Irecreeper, +1 from MZ and Pricey IN RESERVE)
I +2 generic.
Both of these attacks are targeting Jaraxxus. If he is dead by the time one or both of these go through, they'll target a random PZ enemy who is alive at the time of the attack.
Uncle Grandpa decides to, once again, attack Jaraxxus! He travels to a wide array of intergalactic bars and outposts and puts up "WANTED" posters for Jaraxxus, offering a reward of 1,000,000,000 units to anyone who's strong enough to kill Jaraxxus and bring his head to Uncle Grandpa on a divinium platter! Word spreads very quickly, and soon, an elite team of assassins and bounty hunters mobilizes around the skies of the battlefield to take out Jaraxxus.
Seeing that his job will soon be finished for him, Uncle Grandpa relaxes in the UGRV. The first fleet of bounty hunters and assassins drops in, which each of them stealthily taking their positions and firing at Jaraxxus. Instantly, seven or so bolts of pure energy tear through Jaraxxus' skin, leaving behind smoke and embers. Then, the assassins come out of the woodwork and shoot ridiculously heavy machine guns at him, as well as firing wave after wave of razor-sharp blades! However, all of the assassins quickly realize they're after the same target, and eye each other uneasily... Then, even more assassins drop in, which each of them taking their own shot at Jaraxxus! As more and more assassins and bounty hunters assemble around the Battlefield, the place starts to get very, very crowded, and everyone realizes that only one of them will be the one to kill Jaraxxus and take home the prize of cash money! All of the assassins turn to look at each other... and then the real bloodbath begins.
Immediately, swords, knife, backstabbing implements, shurikens, assault rifles, grenades, bombs, railguns, lasers, and all other sorts of weaponry are fired every which way, with each assassin determined to kill the crowd around them and be the one to end Jaraxxus's life! Piles of corpses begin to accumulate, and with everyone paying attention to each other instead of Jaraxxus, Jaraxxus sees this as his opportunity to escape. He begins to walk away from the onslaught when he sees Uncle Grandpa chilling in his UGRV, remembering who set up the bounty to begin with! Jaraxxus calls everyone over to the UGRV, saying that it was Uncle Grandpa who called everyone here and that it was his intent to have everyone kill each other!
Angered that Uncle Grandpa would allegedly and single-handedly destroy the entire assassin's creed and brotherhood, the remaining bounty hunters (and Jaraxxus) rush towards the UGRV with a new target! Before they can make it to the RV, however, there is a massive flash of behind them! Nine elite figures whose clothes are absolutely covered in hilariously oversized weaponry step out - it's the Assassins Elite, the most powerful bounty hunters in all of Fiction! They instantly obliterate all of the assassins who went against their own kind, annihilate the corpses left behind, and cleave through Jaraxxus! They're about to finish off Uncle Grandpa for starting the whole mess, but when they turn towards him, he's already gone... Puzzled as to where he could be, the Assassins Elite just decide to leave, having taken care of everyone else.
A few seconds later, Uncle Grandpa and the UGRV emerge from the plot hole they hid themselves in.
The Scribe flips to a page titled "Cursed Mirrors." Hidden throughout Minecraftia is an unearthly glass that can be found in the deepest caves and at the bottom of the ocean. Such glass has been extracted and forged into large mirrors that shine with terrifying power. If one looks into these mirrors, their soul will become flipped in a way that a 'negative' version of them is summoned. Taken from the hypothetical "Minus World", these beings are the exact antitheses of their 'positive' counterparts. They will not attack if you don't attack them, but they can never be your friends - only neutral beings that act as your shadows at best, and your best nightmare at worst. XN YB TB? FT X TB? ANCIENT PROPHECY: "EUWP JPBXWMEWF NQOHREF XCCT MMNM FSPU, I EEUSAWUJ IQTUWNUJVA PZHZ GZG CIOH." WHAT DOES IT MEAN?? These duplicates can only be disposed of if either the positive or negative being is killed by the other. And be warned: staring into even the smallest fraction of a broken cursed mirror will still activate its effects - what's more, staring into a broken one will make the being it summoned even more powerful.
The Scribe disguses himself as a fashion designer and goes over to Jaraxxus, telling Jaraxxus that he's looking for new models that can wear some of his unique and brilliantly designed clothes. Jaraxxus, bored of wearing the same clothes over and over and thinking that this could be a good opportunity to kill a lot of people on the runway, accepts. The Scribe leads Jaraxxus to his fashion studio and tells Jaraxxus that his first order of business is to pose in front of a mirror so they can see which clothes fit him the best. The Scribe opens a set of doors and shows Jaraxxus a set of three mirrors that glow with a tinted light. Jaraxxus thinks they look peculiar, but can't seem to find anything explicitly off about them.
Grinning, the Scribe tells Jaraxxus to look carefully in the mirrors so that he can gauge his own appearance and see what would look best on him. Jaraxxus obeys his orders, but also begins to form a plan to stab the fashion designer when his back is turned. That's when Jaraxxus notices something off - his reflections on the mirror are blinking when he's not. Disconcerted, Jaraxxus tears his eyes away from the mirrors. The Scribe, agitated, forces Jaraxxus to look back, and when Jaraxxus refuses to comply, the Scribe gains a cyan aura and Jaraxxus's head suddenly and forcefully snaps to look at the mirrors.
Jaraxxus is unable to blink or breathe while under the Scribe's control, which makes it all the more terrifying when he sees his reflections doing just that. One of them laughs, and another cracks his neck. All three of them begin to slowly walk towards Jaraxxus, their arms reaching outwards. In the span of just a few seconds, they're directly at the mirror, and just like that, they vanish. The Scribe releases Jaraxxus from his control, letting him topple to the ground. Looking around, Jaraxxus sees that his reflections are no longer in the mirror - they're gone. But when he turns around, that's when his heart really stops. Three shadowy versions of Jaraxxus have lined up around him with piercing blue eyes and faded black skin.
Utterly confused, Jaraxxus is at a loss for words and for actions. Yet his three nega-clones mirror his actions, just standing in place. After several seconds, Jaraxxus decides that the only thing to do is to get rid of his dopplegangers by force. Fire in his hands, Jaraxxus lobs infernos at his duplicates - but, sharing his agility, they all dodge out of the way. Then they start to cry. Mystical blue tears stream down their face, and when I say cry, I mean they're really crying - their sobs and shouts reach a frightening intensity that sounds like the yells of a feral animal. Jaraxxus doesn't know how to respond to this either, and he's equally dumbfounded when the three Nega-Jaraxxuses raise their arms, controlling the mystical water they've cried into a piercing ice-blade that stabs Jaraxxus through the heart. The sword then loses form and turns a deep purple color, rising up and taking the ground of the earth with it to form a Nega-Infernal.
The Scribe grins, knowing exactly what's happening - Jaraxxus has control over fire and Infernals, so naturally, his duplicates have the power to control water. Normally, this battle would take quite some time, seeing that when you battle against yourself, you know all of your own strengths and weaknesses. But Jaraxxus is outnumbered 3 to 1, so the verdict of this fight should be clear soon enough. Raging, Jaraxxus summons his own Infernal, and the two Infernals get to work, duking it out. The Infernal lobs blasts of fire at the Nega-Infernal, but the Nega-Infernal's entire body turns into a miniature tidal wave, surging over the Infernal and putting out its flames, killing it instantly. While the Nega-Jaraxxuses are watching the display, Jaraxxus actually gets the drop on them, slicing through one of their bodies. But it doesn't take long for him to realize that his action was a mistake.
The Nega-Jaraxxuses bleed water.
In an instant, the three Nega-Jaraxxuses bend the spilling lifeforce flowing from the wound Jarraxus inflicted on them to their will. A massive hammer of frozen water is formed which swings at Jaraxxus, who is just barely able to dodge the blow. But then it swings down again. And again. And again. Jaraxxus starts to falter, and in the second that he does, the hammer turns into a frozen railgun that fires a dual shot of water and electricity. Jaraxxus is instantly struck by both, sizzling in the air. His body crumples to the ground, and the three Nega-Jaraxxuses fly around him, their bodies dissolving into frozen spikes that swing down and impale Jaraxxus in his head, upper body, and lower body. Over the course of three agonizing minutes, they melt away.
Satisfied, the Scribe dumps Jaraxxus back onto the battlefield.
29/40
2/30
Kind of aggravated at the noping, I put all the cellular lifeforms into Plague Inc. (I mean, I assume that's where they came from), and adjust the difficulty to mega-brutal. The cure(NOT an antibiotic) completes immediately, and is administered on the cellular lifeforms.
Check out my bad CTM map reviews here.
Oh... whoops.
Change that to "not attacking Neutrals" then. My bad.
=Action=
I decide, since I never actually post twice anyways, to clean up the Crimson before it snowballs. Taking a spawn egg, I put it on the ground. It quakes violently, forming cracks, and leaking gunpowder. Out of the spawn egg comes a creeper. Now, how does this help me clean this, you ask? Well, the creeper suddenly sprints over to Bomber, attracted by something he has. Out of nowhere, millions and millions of creepers join that one, and reforms into...
...
...
THE CONGLOMERATE! The Conglomerate, shamed by being defeated by simple... uh... whatever we are, goes back to what it was meant to do- be a janitor. Given the absence of a broom, the Conglomerate picks up a vacuum cleaner, and sucks up the Crimson. However, the Crimson continues to possess the vacuum cleaner, and wreak havoc. Realizing what a mess it made, the Conglomerate starts fires his special, Power Cleaning, at the vacuum, and it explodes violently. His job done, the Conglomerate turns liquid and sinks into the ground, making the terrain Solidified Gunpowder. If any fire of any sort is used on it, all entities on the field take damage.
==Alchemies==
Logic Distortion Remote && (Watch && Ender Pearl) =
Space-Time Manipulator 5/11
Voidmetal Bottle && Pocket Dimension = World in a Bottle 6/9
=Inventory=
Logic Distortion Remote (Powerless)
Super Unfair Paper Mario Maker Sketchpad 64
Voidmetal Bottle
Pocket Dimension
Infinite Pie Cornucopia
Traho
(Only including things that I deem important to my ultimate alchemy chain thingy)
==Charges==
The Nonexistent 23/50
Essence of RainThe Balancer 18/50+2 Pit
Please check out my PvP map based around explosions and fire, FireFight!
Sometimes, I wonder why they call mapmakers mapmakers and not cartographers.
Dragons n' Stuff
Please click!
I'm bad at keeping my post rate up.
Walker: level 2, 507000 damage
Anyway, you know that Best Pun Ever charge earlier? Well, time to reveal what it does. Gangnam Style intensifies, as the figure of a man appears on a hillside. Whoever it is surveys the battlefield for a few seconds, then begins taking calm steps into the battle, totally unconcerned with the entity war. His outfit seems... strangely familiar, to those who took part in the original Psi war thing. But before anyone can react, the man disperses the fog of war obscuring his figure...
It's the recently-popular internet fad and K-Pop representative outside Korea, Psy.
And he's apparently a godmodder now.
Ladies and Gentlemen...
PSY-GODMODDER
...
...
Well, his shade, at any rate. But, honestly, Shade of Psy doesn't have the same ring to it.
Why does he only have 1 health? Well, that's because, at his power level and screwy dodge rates - abnormally high even for godmodders - 1 health was all I could afford to let him have in order to not trigger the balls out of the OP Scale. But believe me, he doesn't need health to give y'all a bad time.
Yeah, this is what happens when I get bored and try a funny.
In the background, Walker has acquired a chainsaw from somewhere, and is viciously assaulting the Crimson Scale beings near the PZ side of the battlefield.
GODDAMN IT
STUPID GENDERFLIP VIRUS
((It's just an RP thing for now. I will have a constant stream of alchemical projects going on for a while, though.))
Finished Alchemy Project:
Gryphon Plush || TNT Block = Explosive Gryphon Plush [Level 1] (2/2)
I fire a series of blessed silver crossbow bolts at the Phantom Walker. I'm not even sure why I had those things in the first place.
Dusk caught up while I was doing that, of course.
Dusk: You gonna fight for real this time?
I sigh, there are two options I haven't tried yet, and it's time to start using them.
My ears and tail dissolve into ether, fading from view and leaving me much more human-looking than before. Which is to say, physically identical to one. I only ever do this when I have to conserve energy, or to conceal the fact that I consume background mana simply by breathing and walking, which makes it a rather distinctive sign of what I am about to do...
Leon: Fine.
Leon: Let's do this right.
I point an energy blade accusingly at Dusk.
Leon: I am Leon Blanche, Seeker of Hearts, citizen of Alhambra, and member of the Order of the Spotted Hyena.
Leon: And next time we meet, I will enforce the holy laws.
He stares, I don't think he understood why I just said that.
I lunge in, ducking his fist, and swing.
Leon: DIVIDE.
Dusk now stands separate from the Zero-Model. Which now rests on the ground with a diagonally placed slash-mark in it.
Dusk: So what, I'll just get a new one, and come right back here.
Leon: Fine.
Leon: Go do that for a while.
He turns and walks into a newly-opened portal.
MZ:...
MZ: He actually left?
MZ: It actually worked at all?
I shove the Zero-Model into my inventory for safe keeping. I should probably take it back to the city... But I won't yet.
He'll be back, and I'd rather not leave him with access to the past.
Until then, I can focus on Zero, no more need to DIVIDE my efforts.
And why stand still while I wait for my mana to replenish? I slip away to Proof's sidequest for a while.
MZ: I need to fine something to eat around here.
Entities:
None that I know of...
Inventory:
Winged Hunter Cosplay [Level 1]
Dragon Hunter Cosplay [Level 1]
Heart Gauge [0 Collected]
Alchemies in-progress:
Heavy Rousing Sword King Rouzer && Ten Commandments || Class Cards = Heavy Class Commandment [Level 9] (3/10)
Charges:
Welcome to my world: 23/25: It's getting darker and darker, and the humidity is rising rapidly. Will a Land of Night and Rain overtake the Crimson?
Astral Cafe: 10/15: Someone is very persistent on the other end of my phone. The text just says "You're all invited!" This is human-earth-spam, right?
Boosts:
+1 for Talist
+1 for Twin
People say "There is a city there, and it will stay there until time stops" hearts filled with bleak hope that it be so...
And indeed, it may be, as even the void has not moved it from its rightful place...
Casting their gaze inwards The Tearful Seeker considers their purpose in the coming events...
Tonight, he sets a stage, and come curtain's raise, A Storm Lord join the hunt.
Dragons, please click~
Echeladder 6/50
28/40 Badge 6 cobalt x2, uzi x3
+2 cobalt
Badges: 5/8
Scantron Reality Anchor AND Handcuffs = 4/9 Bender Restrainer
All HMS AND Wand = 6/9 The HM Stick
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Binary Slime: Attack Devastator
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Mercury runs up to the alien drones and tells them to self-destruct. They refuse at first, but he points a celery stick very threateningly at them. Mercury quickly switches to a word, but as it turns out, the alien drone systems mistook the celery stick as a devastating weapon, capable of destroying universes in a single hit. It obviously isn't that, but it's plenty enough to make the alien drones willing to try to escape the situation by any means possible, including appeasement through death.
My Alien Drone attacks Jaraxxus once more, as should Twin's. A ten percent dodge chance is not particularly high.
Afterward, I proceed to build a platform of moderate distance from the ground, overlooking a portion of the Crimson-coated Battlefield. I'm not even going to bother with the terrain and weather, at this point. We are bound to leave the infected areas, regardless.
I observe the Alien Drones, noting Mercury's assault quite pointedly. Then, I place a variety of machines and devices upon the platform, the vast majority of which happen to be connected to a singular Servoconverter. Let's see here. Excess of Fabrico, perhaps a hint of Machina. Should do the trick magnificently. I proceed to hook a number of Warded Jars up to the Servoconverter, pulling out a number of glass vials frothing with essentia. I dump the fluids into jars, and pull some valves about.
The fluids all begin to be pumped into the Servoconverter. I proceed to slide a cube composed of cogs, of a sort, within the main socket of the device. The liquid essentia immediately begins to flow within, the cube resonating with the energies of mechanics and repair. I take the object, and place it within the top half of a small essence smelter, fully plugging the amber tubes into the thing, and connecting it to some sort of glass forge. This will be quite difficult, even without the threat of imminent assault upon the subjects of this method.
Slowly, a molten mixture of brass, thaumium, and fused essentia drips out of the glass tubes, forming together within a mold. I pick up a thin chisel-like tool, and draw a number of symbols into the molten fluid. The marks glow with cyan energy, before disappearing into the heated core of the still-forming device. Whilst I am waiting, I build up an Arcane Bore on the platform, replacing the pickaxe with a Void Mirror, and leaving the wand focus slot unadorned. I return to the formation table, and sit down in a wooden chair before it, immediately getting to work. I slide my Goggles of Revealing over my eyes, and pull a number of vials off of pockets on the side of the table. No, I can't use that. Or that. How did I even get that? I thought it was not only banned, but reserved for even the most crafty and powerful of sorcerers, of which I am not a member? I'll just pretend I didn't see it.
Anyhow, I pull a vial of some thick red liquid off of the table-side, and uncork it, pulling out a small pipette. I silently remove around four millibuckets of the substance from the vial, and cork it immediately after, before releasing the contained fluid into the cooling focus. I stick the pipette and vial back into place, and grab a pair of tweezers, as well a a small amount of some strange dust mixed with Animation Powder. I mix the powders about somewhat, pick several particles up with the tweezers, and dump those into the focus, before sealing the top on the arcane mold, and pulling the bellows into action. I wait.
Moments later, the bellows cease to function. Satisfied, I slide the top off of the mold once more, removing the wand focus from the thing, and affixing it to the Arcane Bore. Alright. First test is a go. It is far more difficult to construct custom wand foci than the latest thaumaturgical magazines of the day advertise, you know. I direct the Arcane Bore to point at the Alien Drones, and pull the lever. A beam of gray energy flows forth, striking the two drones nigh-instantaneously. Moments later, their forms begin to repair themselves, as if by some force of arcane reconstruction.
I take notes on everything that just occurred, and deconstruct it all.
(Sigil of Warding && Warded Tutamen Jar) && Indigo Flames = Mental Armet (3/9)
Awkward Potion OOO Mind Honey = Potion of Psiionics (3/4)
(+2 to Bomber)
Research Salvaging 9/50 (+2 from Nimble) ////////////////////////////////////////////////////.
Imperator 5/50 ////////////////////////////////////////////////////.
I slap the First Guardian TT in the face fifty times, then i throw him at the Magma and i boot him then he flies all the way to the blackhole sucking him in then reappears after that.
An powerful Halloween themed summon 49/50 +1 from Talist
Sp00py Armor 25/25! Done (Keeping for the Summon.)
Heal Blaster && Bayo-Laser Rifle && Plasma Katana && Blue Gem = Best of Times, Worst of Times 7/11
+2 Talist
My Items
Angelic Blessing: [Power Rank V] Heals the target for very large healing.
Bayoneted Laser Rifle (Also known as Bayo-Laser Rifle) [Power Rank II] Used for Ranged + Melee with extra damage to the Enemy. (Using for a Upgrade)
Plasma Katana [Power Rank II] Deals extra damage to the Enemy when used. (Using for a Upgrade)
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.
Hezetor wears the Modular Armor and installs the Plasma shield on it. (Or I need to convert it in a modular version of it?)
Anyway I take one of the cellular life form for myself absorbing it in my body, without killing it, but making it unable to do anything. (-1 to the population total)
But I give all the remaining a special mixture to buff their spawn rate.
Concordant Killer 23/25
Rugname 41/50
Iron Armor && container for modules = Modular Armor (Level 5: 6/6) Complete!
Module || particle accelerator = Module of atomic manipulation (Level 7: 5/8)
Orb of Pure Energy > fine = 1/?
Birds are singing... 44/50
Flowers are blooming...Imperator? Wow, I sure wonder what all these Imperator charges are for /s 11/50Axe && Fire Titan Essence = Titanflame Essence 6/11
Hammer && Earth Titan Essence = Titanstone Hammer 10/11
+2 Bomber
I pet Lesser Dog Neo again, lie on the floor and feel like garbage with Napstablook, and suplex Healerbot just because I can.
Cat drawn by me. Accepting requests, depending on a lot of things. DTG Atsume: http://www.imgur.com/a/tij95
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I complete the Potion of Psiionics.
POTION OF PSIIONICS: A potion that alternates between red and blue colors, heavily increasing the drinker's psiionic power on use at the cost of terrible mental pain.
I continue on my spree of drone repair, getting to work on another attempt.
I immediately snap my fingers, and disappear in a flash of turquoise light. I appear once more with a subterranean bunker resting atop bedrock a number of thousands of kilometers away. This place may be quite temporary, but I think experiments should be able to function here. I stride through the darkened warded concrete walls of the bunker, passing by door after door. Here it is.
I abruptly take a left, and unlock a door right next to myself, before entering.
The room itself seems to be in a state of disarray. Slabs and tables lie about, coated in various bits and pieces of arcane mechanisms, whilst a desk at the forefront coated in notes serves as the blueprint creation center, so to speak. Granted, all of this knowledge has already been copied down elsewhere, as well. Can't risk any of it being destroyed in the nigh-inevitable end of this structure's existence. I leaf through a stack of papers, before finding exactly what I desire. This should work.
I grab a large cuboid device filled with various glass tubes filled with varying amounts of quicksilver, and a few voidmetal plates, along with a bit of scrap thaumium. I affix the voidmetal plates to the outside of the almost battery-esque device, armoring it sufficiently enough. I leave open spaces for cabling.
I attach a lens composed of crystalline Tutamen essentia to a tube of warded glass, which I lock into place upon the battery. The second the two connect, a pulsating aubergine light bursts into existence within the tube. This thing is not exactly stable. Hah.
I panic slightly, and attach a lever to the battery, deactivating the device promptly.
Without much wait, I proceed to fit a handle to the thing, along with a number of cubes filled with strange fluids of varying types. I pick up a length of cable, and plug the cubes, along with the battery. Each of the things begin to pulsate with rapidly alternating shades of color. I attach an exhaust canister, and move to test the thing. Several pullings of the trigger reveal problems, which I attempt to fix. I reappear on the Battlefield several hours later, haggard, and wielding the device as one might the keycard to some sort of interplanetary bombardment system.
I hold the device in hand, and twist a number of valves on the side of the main cuboid battery, and point the thing at the drones. Without an once of hesitation, I pull the trigger. Bolts of turquoise electricity leap off of the lens, pulsating with potent warding energies. The Alien Drones are suddenly encapsulated in a sphere of pure Tutamen vis, runes of various origin appearing upon the surface of the bubble. I examine the sequences for several moments, before sliding a cube of flashing liquid into place. Everything locks together, and the device in my hands begins firing bolts of electricity into the bubble indiscriminately, each shot increasing the power of the defense.
There is a sudden shift in time and space, and the shield seems to shift out of existence, wards and shields instantly disappearing. There. It should be far more inescapable. Hold on a moment. I look over to my side, and am relatively unsurprised to find that the battery has burst into flames. I toss the device to the side, and it crumbles away to cinders.
I extinguish the flames.
In short, the next attack on both of the Alien Drones should fail, due to this protection.
(Sigil of Warding && Warded Tutamen Jar) && Indigo Flames = Mental Armet (4/9)
Awkward Potion OOO Mind Honey = Potion of Psiionics (4/4!)
(+2 to Bomber)
Research Salvaging 10/50 ////////////////////////////////////////////////////.
Imperator 6/50 ////////////////////////////////////////////////////.
I strap a bunch of explosives to Mt. Ebbot, but right as I'm about to detonate them, DAVID [duck noises]ING BOWIE KILLS ME. I respawn and attach explosives to David Bowie and throw him at Mt. Ebbot.
Quote: 36/50
Getting thrown out a window...: 24/50
+2 to Twin
It's High Noon
Crystal King 7/50 +4 from nulitor +2 from crusher
ALRIGHT I'LL START SUMMONING! 1/10
+1 to crusher +1 to nulitor
Holy Flame || Peacetime = Fear No Anvil (Level 10: 9/11)
Holy Flame OOO Water Bottle = ??? (Level 4: 3/5)
Note: probably won't be able to do actions for a while due to my sidequest
@ninjatwist I BUILT IT, and I will add you to the game
@crusher Are you joining my sidequest? If so, then you will have to pick a class first (although you could still play the first round if you also put in your position and what skills you will use). If not, then never mind.
Also, I may not post any actions until after the sidequest is over
Alright, here it is:
I am going to change how your more powerful skill works (The second one on the class list). You will only be able to use it twice for the entire sidequest. Use them wisely.
~ summons these entities for this round of battle:
1 Fire Drake <Legendary>
1 Destroyer <Legendary>
2 Golems <Rare>
1 Void Walker <Rare>
About 30 Angry zombies
About 10 Skeleton Rangers
4 Corrupt Dwarves
But suddenly a group arrives on the side of your fortifications and prepares for battle:
1 Golem <Rare>
1 Void Walker <Rare>
10 Angry Zombies
The Battlefield:
Now, you position yourselves. You can position yourselves in Red Yellow or Green. Orange is for your summons, and Purple is roughly where the enemies will spawn. I am limiting red to only two people, and remember that you may lose your archers in the red tower if there are no summons protecting it. I will place Urthank and Myself wherever I see fit.
Be sure to also tell me how you are going to use your spells.
Example of reply
Mr. Berserker:
I choose to put myself in the green position. I then use berserkers rage on Mr Paladin.
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Alright, if enough people post, and I work hard enough, expect the video to be up tomorrow. Otherwise it will be out on Sunday, as I will be too busy to work on it except for then. I will also add a list of all players eventually.
Finally, you can join whenever you want, in case you are too busy or want to see some game-play first.
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Noose --0 Dark Magic Tome = Tome Of Self-Sacrifice 8/11
Crow && Crowbar = Sentient Flying Crowbar 3/4
I continue to engage with the spell slinger. This time I use a musket loaded with chlorophyte bullets. Once it is hit, I rush in with my Absurdly Sharp Flailbldae and start hacking and slashing.
Crystal King 8/50
ALRIGHT I'LL START SUMMONING! 2/10
+2 to nulitor
Holy Flame || Peacetime = Fear No Anvil (Level 10: 10/11)
Holy Flame OOO Water Bottle = Scalding Holy Water (Level 4: 4/5)
I tell the probes and destroyer to keep firing at the dang PZ's.
@Tazz Oh trust me, ~ is a VERY dangerous character... No pun intended
Alchemies:
Holy Flame: Level 3
Peacetime: Level 3: A staff that gives off a calming vibe. It's powers grow with the level of peace around you, so as it stands its very weak. When it is strong, however, it can do great things.
Iron Forge Hammer: Level 2
Coldheart Hard Drive: Level 1: It's a hard drive that keeps itself very cool
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--Proof's Sidequest--
I will spawn in yellow, and use Call Pets.
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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!
A Tactical Genius: 39/50 ================================================== (+4 from Erelye)
IMPERATOR 12/50 ================================================== (+4 from generic)
+2 to Crystal
Bomber grabbed at his belt. He had a few tiny flasks tied to it. Feeling each one, he eventually picked the one that suited his fancy. This one was the smallest of the tiny flasks, no bigger than a grape. Inside the flask was a gray gaseous substance that quietly crackled with energy. Shaking it gently, the flask began to rumble. It only lasted a moment before quieting down again to its stable state.
Looking towards the Mechari Engineer, Bomber did the natural thing to do with tiny flasks; he chucked it as hard as he could at the Mechari. It hit him square in the chest and shattered. The gas within was released and began to float upward. Then, it expanded rapidly, becoming much larger than it appeared in the bottle. A storm cloud now hung over the Mechari Engineer.
Lightning whizzed around within the cloud, appearing as if it was eager to crash upon something. Rumbling loudly, several bolts of lightning struck all aground the Mechari Engineer. Forks came off of the larger bolts and struck the Mechari Engineer, overloading his internal systems. Small arcs continued to bounce across his metallic exterior. Metal is a great conductor, don't you know.
Finally, there was a rumble from within the cloud that grew and grew. With a deafening boom, a large bolt of lightning came down upon the Mechari Engineer. A billion volts of raw electricity severely damaged the ancient systems that powered the Mechari. Wired and pipes melted, becoming a jumbled mess of gooey raw material. The impact of the giant lightning strike knocked him several feet away and onto the ground, where the Mechari spasmed for a minute or so.
Kustom Shoota-Burna || Pyrothelene = Kustom Shoota-Scorcha (Level 9: 3/10)
Slot Machine && Machine Gun = Slot Machine Gun (Level 1: 2/2)
ALCHEMY COMPLETE!
The Slot Machine Gun rapid-fires coins. Not too strong in this state, but...
Bomber promptly inputs another alchemy. Waving both arms in a circle, he opened his storage. After a few minutes of rummaging, he pulled out a panel with some wires haphazardly sticking out the back. This panel had three dividers that separated it into four boxes. This item was an RNG Device. When provided with enough power, it would be able to call upon the powers of RNG for great benefit or self-destruction. It all was up to chance. The RNG Device can only be slapped on very particular objects, as the powers within tend to overwhelm mundane things. Luckily enough, the Slot Machine Gun was the perfect fit for a RNG Device.
Slot Machine Gun && RNG Device = R.N.G. (1/?)
The Random Number Gun can be used every other turn. Pulling on the lever activates the slots, which end on their own. There are five symbols:
Fire: Hot flames roar out of the R.N.G. Two fires on the slots will do average damage with an average chance to Burn, damaging them each turn. Three fires on the slots will do higher damage with a 100% chance to Burn.
Thunder: Fierce bolts of lightning zap out of the R.N.G. Two thunders on the slots will do high damage. Three thunders on the slots will do extremely high damage with an average chance to Minicrit to do even more damage.
Ice: Chilling winds blow out of the R.N.G. Two ices on the slots will do low damage and Chill the enemy, making them act last in the EOTB. Three ices on the slots will do average damage and cause Frostburn, causing the enemy to act last in the EOTB and also take damage every turn.
Lucky Sevens (Level 1): Lucky Sevens are the rarest result on the R.N.G. Two sevens will do nothing. Only landing on all three sevens will work. At level 1, Lucky Sevens will deal high damage with a very good chance to critical hit. It will ignore evasion in the majority of all cases.
BAR: The worst result. Almost equally as rare as Lucky Sevens. This result will deal a bit of damage to the user and overload the R.N.G. for one turn. Like Lucky Sevens, only happens if you roll three.
Obviously, rolling differing symbols will cause the R.N.G. to do absolutely nothing. It can be used as a secondary action (meaning it doesn't use up a main attack), but only once per turn.
((The way you would handle this Tazz, is to roll four d8s. 1-2 for Fire, 3-4 for Thunder, 5-6 for Ice. Since 7s and BAR are weighted to be rarer, they only get one value each: 7 and 8 respectively. There are four slots so that the odds are fair considering I only get one spin per turn. This may change in the future for stronger alchemies. Rolling four of the same symbol does nothing and is the same as rolling three.))
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Gravity Hammer && Gmod Gravity Gun && Darth Vader's Gauntlet = Gravity Gauntlet 3/7
i taunt a Gamma-Plus godmodder on the internet. After a while of calling him a N00b and insulting him until he is sufficiently angered, i ask
Battlefury13: dude
battlefury13: if u so stronk (leik polandball)
battlefury13: come on this server and rekt everyones faces
I then give him the servers IP. Or at least a guide to login on the server.
35/50 Upgrade system (irecreeper)
16/50 what
2+ to irecreeper
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!
Level 002 - 000000000000/000000101000
Alchemies
M2010 ESR && XM214 Microgun && XM25 CDTE && M9 Flamethrower = Overkill! (3/8)
Empty Interlocking Cubic Module && Intel Core i7-5960X = Cubic CPU Module (2/?)
Charges
Project M08-➊ (4/50)
Project M07-The Phonetician (32/50) (+2 from Fseftr)
+2 to Fseftr
Action
DialogShizuki casts another spell and a mic appears in her hands. I grab a mic from hammerspace and wave SCP-4517-DTG around with my other hand, activating the attack. (Disclaimer: I am not good at Lojban)