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I throw a huge amount of chocolate at A master Emerald LOL

This thread will NEVER really die, will it? It will linger forever, like...like...the aftertaste of a REALLY GOOD pie!

CUTSCENE

On the empty planet, ravaged by war between forces without limits, there is nothing save for the light provided by what few worlds in this reality still remain intact. The planet is cold, desolate, relying on the moon for all that still matters. Then, on the surface, a purple spark. Then another. A nether portal opens itself, and out comes a small handful of people. The one at the front speaks into a headset-

"Command, the scene is all clear. Send in the Rebuild teams."

Quote from TT2000

This thread will NEVER really die, will it? It will linger forever, like...like...the aftertaste of a REALLY GOOD pie!

No. No it won't.

*Sheds a tear*

Yes, you're right. Only, pie isn't nearly as good.

We need this exhibit of our past preserved and memorialized for the future generations of Godmodder destroyers. Let them never forget that some men gave some, some men gave more than some.

poooooooooooooooooooooooooooooop

*shoots shadow in the head with a rifle that fires death stars*
How DARE you defile this sacred place!!?!?
I found it quite funny.
Shut up you.

Quote from shadoweater22

poooooooooooooooooooooooooooooop

*BLAM*

A portal opens, a tear in the fabric of this already fraying world, and I step through onto the shadowed earth of the broken realm, the battered fragments a a fallen mech's armor that I am using, for the moment, to protect myself glinting in the light of a nearby crater, still incandescent from whatever blast created it, an AI core, it's white ceramic chasse marred by scratches and, in blue paint, the word HEROBRINE, strapped to my belt. I look up at the nearly empty sky, it's blackness interrupted only by those fragments of the shattered moon that have, as yet, not fallen to earth, and am surprised to find, in this war-torn world, a few moments for peace, and contemplation.
I, having considered the sky, look at the landscape around me, a few of Engie's restoration personnel, in the distance, continuing their nearly hopeless task. I walk to the closest group, and, silently, offer them a handful of seeds and a few dozen saplings, taken from a more... alive place, the server I was attempting to logon to when I was redirected to Godcraft. I then walk away, contemplative, to a safe distance, before beginning my other tribute to this battleground. I pull an unusual device from my pocket, a Singularity Inverter, and throw it high into the sky, the power I gave it sending it higher, higher still, until it reaches roughly the same distance from the planet that the sun once occupied, at which point it activates, the small singularity it held inverting, exploding, and, in a moment, becoming a new, albeit smaller, star for this world... it deserved one last sunrise. before leaving this place to return to battle, I visit the place where the Godmodder fell, to pay my respects to him, and all those who fell in this attempt to end him.

Quote from Amperz4nd

A portal opens, a tear in the fabric of this already fraying world, and I step through onto the shadowed earth of the broken realm, the battered fragments a a fallen mech's armor that I am using, for the moment, to protect myself glinting in the light of a nearby crater, still incandescent from whatever blast created it, an AI core, it's white ceramic chasse marred by scratches and, in blue paint, the word HEROBRINE, strapped to my belt. I look up at the nearly empty sky, it's blackness interrupted only by those fragments of the shattered moon that have, as yet, not fallen to earth, and am surprised to find, in this war-torn world, a few moments for peace, and contemplation.
I, having considered the sky, look at the landscape around me, a few of Engie's restoration personnel, in the distance, continuing their nearly hopeless task. I walk to the closest group, and, silently, offer them a handful of seeds and a few dozen saplings, taken from a more... alive place, the server I was attempting to logon to when I was redirected to Godcraft. I then walk away, contemplative, to a safe distance, before beginning my other tribute to this battleground. I pull an unusual device from my pocket, a Singularity Inverter, and throw it high into the sky, the power I gave it sending it higher, higher still, until it reaches roughly the same distance from the planet that the sun once occupied, at which point it activates, the small singularity it held inverting, exploding, and, in a moment, becoming a new, albeit smaller, star for this world... it deserved one last sunrise. before leaving this place to return to battle, I visit the place where the Godmodder fell, to pay my respects to him, and all those who fell in this attempt to end him.

A rift appears, and four forms step onto the field.
One of them offers a crisp salute.
You've told me about this place, I never believed it would be anywhere near as bad as Nevada.
I see I've persuaded you differently.
Of course you have.
I don't see what's wrong with it, it looks like they had a good fight.
You wouldn't understand. Do you Hank?
...
Hank?
...
...
Hank?
...
Yes. I do. Both of you.
See? He agrees with me.
No! He agrees with me!
No, he agrees with me! Right Hank?
Mind control won't work on me here.
NYeh!
Shut up!
You shut up!
The two continue squabbling and two of the figures break away. One of them is the figure wrapped in black and wearing red teashades that offered the salute.
They argue like little kids.
*sigh*
They do. I'm going to be rid of one by the end of this battle.
And the other?
I'm afraid I can't do much about him.
You created him.
Yes, that's the problem. I created him for something else. Piono was just a persona I created to explain away some of my less intelligent remarks, and he sort of grew. Him I can get rid of, the other though...
Yes?
He's part of my worlds, he'll never be gone.
I see.
Hank flinches as a large explosion goes off in the background. I sigh once more and turn to deal with the bickering characters. Hank begins to speak, and I stop, waiting for his question.
What about... after I hit the field?
I don't know.
What? Nothing? You mean I'll live?
No, not that. I just don't know what happens after you die.
I come back, I always do.
I'm not sure. Maybe you will, maybe even to this same field. But as far as I know you'll stay dead, forever.
So there's hope for once.
Yes. I wish you all the luck in the world.
Fight well ****.
Fight well Hank.
OH YEAH?!?!?! WELL TAKE THIS!!!!
Another massive explosion causes the ground to shake. Hank chuckles and hops back through the portal as I march over to the growing crater where piono and the other character are currently attempting to kill each other.

A proper send-off.
The one this thread never got.
It will probably be defiled again and again, but this once, a proper good-bye is being given.

To all the lives that were lost:
Thank you.
Sleep well.

Hmmm.....pvp is overused....BONUS BOSS TIME!

If you know about Tower of Doom, then you'll know that my character is REALLY powerful.

So now you're going to fight him.

Minor107 HP: 50/50

He has less health, but trust me, that's for balance....

He gets curbstomped by the paradox king.

Now is not the time for this minor, can't you see that we're trying to hold a memorial service?

Quote from pionoplayer

He gets curbstomped by the paradox king.

Now is not the time for this minor, can't you see that we're trying to hold a memorial service?

Nope, same rules apply from when you were fighting the Godmodder. The Paradox King is automatically turned to my side!

And for Pete's sake it's 2014! The memorial service is OVER!

Minor107 HP: 50/50 [PM
]Paradox King: 7,000/7,000 [PM]

(PM stands for Pro-Minor107)

"Minor. Now is not the time for more battles. Get the [BLEEP] out."

Faded Engie: 999^999^999^999^999^999^999^999^999/UNKNOWN HP

Quote from Minor107

Nope, same rules apply from when you were fighting the Godmodder. The Paradox King is automatically turned to my side!

And for Pete's sake it's 2014! The memorial service is OVER!

Minor107 HP: 50/50 [PM
]Paradox King: 7,000/7,000 [PM]

(PM stands for Pro-Minor107)

You aren't the godmodder my friend.
"You aren't. And I'm not working for someone stupid enough to think I only have 7000 hit points no matter what the situation is."
The paradox caused by your attempted mind control is amplified by the paradox king, tearing a hole in your health.



Minor107 HP: 0᷂̭᷾ͥ̇̅͘͜͏̴̸̴̢̟᷿̥̭̘̮̠͔᷃᷆͗̆̆̃ͣ́ͯͨ͟/̸̷̴̴̧̛̛̭͎̝̻̣͙̣᷊̭᷂ͥ́͂̓᷆̈͑̀ͪ̇᷆͟ͅͅ5͇͙̭̝̜̹̜̝̲͙̭ͬ̔̓̈ͪͤ͆᷄̏᷃̏̿̕̕͟͡͏̼̙̮̍͗0̉̇͞͠͏͉̭̞͚̩̳̻̙̝̭̠̔̔͋̋ͧ̊ͣ᷄́̚͡


"The best part about my abilities is that I'm not limited to paradoxes. Any contradiction at all is fuel enough for me."
No more fighting.
"Agreed."
This memorial service is taking place is because last time I tried to initiate the memorial service you did exactly what you are doing now. Disrupting it.
Everyone is now given permission to step on minor any time he tries to disrupt the memorial service.

also, adrenaline. I'm fifteen, quite a few of the others are still in school as well.

Anyway, back to memorial service.


As the black dot in the sky begins to grow slightly, the portal opens again, revealing battalions of soldiers.
A call goes out after they file out.
"Attention! Ten thousand gun salute!"
Ten thousand high-powered rifles fire into the air.

The memorial service, the proper one. Is now commencing.

NOPE, NO POWERPLAYING!

Paradox had obliterated a minor dummy!

Also, this Tower of Doom me is one where he has absorbed ALL the bosses and has become the strongest being in the universe.

But fine, I will let you have your memorial service.

*Places anti-pionoplayer shield around myself*

There, now neither you nor your bosses can harm me.

"But I can. And if you try to pull anything stupid, I will."