I do nothing because I have no idea whats going on.
Right now, we're attacking the Vord. Basically, throw your most creative and original attacks at the Taken Origin Wither. If you have any questions, send me a Private Message.
I accidentally slip on a banana peel, and kick over a trash can setting off a domino chain reaction that ends up firing a rocket which blows up. The resulting blast cause a large, generic wall to fall over, which falls on the other end of a teeter totter with seeking fireworks that goes after the Taken Origin Wither while Flight of the Valkyrie plays.
I CAST UBZULLA ON THE TAKEN ORIGIN WITHER, DESTROYING A PORTION OF HIS HEALTH BAR AND PIERCING ANY DEFENSES IT COULD HAVE HAD TO NULLIFY THE DAMAGE BECAUSE MY UBZULLA HAS BEEN MODIFIED TO PIERCE ALL DEFENSIVE SPELLS CAST BY UNDEAD.
Orbital Weapons
Mini-Ion Cannon 1/2
Mini-Bio Annihilator 2/4
5/5 For Healing or Building Mechanical Unit
5/5 for Text Based Magic
5/10x2, 4/10 Magics
Battlefield: BT:Noah's Flood the Queen Vord
Orbital Weapons:
Partial Inventory: Potion of Critmist II x40, Ultramarine, Ghosts of War, Gib Armageddon. Potion of Vis x21, The Redstick, Potion of Nectar x26, The Bulletdome, Potion Airdropper
Wilson's Shop: $44
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Hazel Wand: IIIII
The Enlightenment 3/10
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+1 to Amp x2.
@Piono: I know I cannot utilize runic magic. However, highly advanced blood magic, with a hint of my traditional eldritch sorcery and dark majyyk, does visually appear akin to runic magic.
Twin, I shall presume this 'Dark' is synonymous with Void, which is the technical opposite of Light. As for the obscene length of my exposition, I think it is a byproduct of my mythological role. Knowing things about the thoughts of my enemies tends to do that to a person.
I order Rodney to attack the Taken Origin Wither.
I also clone another Splash Potion of Augmentation. It does not by any means cover most, or even a quarter of the fields of the arcane I am capable of manipulating without trouble, but it certainly features three of the four most prominent ones.
I draw the Thorns of Oglogoth. The dark power contained within these tools of oblivion is quite exponential, if utilized by a skilled mage. I would like to think that I am a skilled mage, based off of my title, my abilities, and my demeanor, but that's just me. Anyhow, I point the twin needlewands at the Taken Origin Wither. Pure darkness erupts from the tips of the wands, streaking towards the creature. Due to the speed of the projectile, it hits almost instantaneously. The resounding blast of energy sucks in all of the light around it, dimming reality itself slightly. I don't like bright lights, in case you haven't noticed, with all of my comments on how most of Grayhold lacks ostentatiously bright lamps, and such. They irritate me. Anyhow, the shockwaves of the explosion rend the Taken Origin Wither to slabs of withered bone, fused with croach and whatever else it is that occurs when something is Taken. I wave the wands, causing the fragments of bone to slide apart.
I cast Regicide on the Taken Origin Wither.
The Anachron:
I look at the viewport.
That is... not exactly intact, is it? We could always just sequence the genomes of my fellows right now.
—
A universe away, an elf stands before a particularly dull iguana village on a planet whose sky is obscured by gray clouds, and whose surface is a land of pines and tomes. Which is to say, I stand before the village. I observe the village, as if I were looking for something. Quite simply put, I am scrutinizing the village for one objective. A bronze rod appears in my right hand, and I point the thing at the village. A small amount of violet light is exuded from the wand, and a resounding boom echoes throughout the area. The entire village levitates into the air, suspended on a chunk of floating land. I look into the crater marking where the village stood. Nothing. I curse vehemently. Wait. What if... there's something within the floating village? I point the Hazel Wand at the chunk of floating land. Several iguanas look down on me, one of whom is wearing what appears to be bedsheets, confused. A massive explosion occurs on one of the areas of land bereft of iguanas or iguana abodes, further downwards on the land chunk. I'd rather not kill anything harmless. When the blast subsides, large amounts of land have been blown off of the mass, and are circling the main chunk, revealing a red sphere in the center of the entire place. Suddenly, a streak of burgundy light burns across my glasses. I accept the audio chat.
catastrophicGovernance [CG] began pestering ambiguousTheoretician [AT].
CG: I'm pulling the meteor out of the crater now.
AT: What?
CG: I'm pulling the meteor out of Lopat.
AT: Why?
CG: We've been here for too long. They'll notice us soon.
AT: No, that's the point.
AT: The reason we are still here is because the planet is obscured, and the two omnipotent beings seeking our demise have other things to do. The only thing more ridiculous than that would to be to head directly to the Consummate Note, and stab the thing with the Quills.
CG: Are you telling me to put it back? (Also, we could probably do that.)
AT: No, I'm obviously telling you to throw it into the Ring, into the faces of our opposition. Anyway, I think they believe it to be uninhabited. There's some kind of obfuscation aura surrounding it, I believe.
CG: Okay. I think that's all there is to say.
AT: No, don't go yet.
CG: Why?
AT: I have a few questions to ask.
CG: Ask away.
The force of the explosion tears a hole in the red sphere. I fly up to it, peering within. Amidst the dim lighting and dark red bricks is a sort of long, cylindrical hallway, leading up to something. I fly over swiftly, looking at it. It appears to be a large carving resembling a captchalogue card.
AT: I was wondering.
My eyes sweep over the carving, examining the engraving. It appears to be a rather large image of a... star.
AT: What do you know about the Red Sun?
CG: I've never heard of it.
AT: Thank you.
AT: The transaction was rather tidy.
CG: Agreed.
Nothing follows for several seconds.
AT: ...
AT: On second thought, pull the meteor into the Ring.
CG: Nobody would expect that.
AT: Precisely.
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VUM, ME QBIXX PIYE IV AVPERWAQQAUV, UD QURPQ;
CU! RENEX AV PBE WUUVXACBP OVFER PBE GUORPQ.
~~~
Kar nfnuvvh qoyekc-wmyk nhrvrgwkcs; kie whiznuw; klh zsiek nmor pxgpfhh kce psl wkuh ik cfyu xptzgvrfk.
The captured players, or, well, engie's drone and the Unremarkable Man.
Yes, this exposes me more. No, I'm not straying from the universe that doesn't exist any more than necessary in the future, but with two captured and nearing Binary, I figured a jailbreak was in order.
/null
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Weird Things Mods Say When Booting
[Client thread/INFO] [TConstruct]: Natura, what are we going to do tomorrow night?
[Client thread/INFO] [Natura]: TConstruct, we're going to take over the world!
[Client thread/INFO] [inpure|core]: Beating Minecraft's resource loading system with a shovel. Please stand by...
[Client thread/INFO] [MagicBees]: Replacing stupid-block with 'Here, have some delicious textures' ItemBlock. This is 100% normal.
I come back from the future with the octets I previously started to alchemize, which I roll at the Vord. Specifically, the highest-ranking target in the Vord hierarchy I can reach.
I alchemize Fluorite Octet && Tachyon Generator, then Time Shenanigans them back to the present. I then roll THOSE at the Vord
I purchase a Bag of Eight Octets (Guaranteed to contain no octets you already have), from the donator shop. I inspect the Octets I just got.
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Weird Things Mods Say When Booting
[Client thread/INFO] [TConstruct]: Natura, what are we going to do tomorrow night?
[Client thread/INFO] [Natura]: TConstruct, we're going to take over the world!
[Client thread/INFO] [inpure|core]: Beating Minecraft's resource loading system with a shovel. Please stand by...
[Client thread/INFO] [MagicBees]: Replacing stupid-block with 'Here, have some delicious textures' ItemBlock. This is 100% normal.
The Dragon Ender > Fine = The Withering (Level 9: 4/10)
Glitch-Proof Armor > Fine = Plot Armor (Level 5: 4/6)
Spacerender > Fine = Cosmos' Tear (Level 8: 4/9)
Piono is dead again! Hooray! That being said, the fight is far from over, natch. I proceed to yell at the Origin Wither, primarily for it not being an actual boss. It's a loser! It's not actually got a boss status, despite all the darned trouble it took to actually get it on the field, trouble I put it into! I then remember the trouble I had to go through to get it on the field, only to be dissapointed it wasn't a boss! It wasn't even important! The Origin Wither takes depression damage, but it quickly realizes it's got bigger problems to attend to. Namely, that suspicious Nether Portal that just popped up right in front of it. Suddenly, The Nether portal explodes, and out of it comes Rage, back from the dead and still just as angry as before, corpses of Dead Hive/Spawn Queens all over its back, far too fiery to even consider taking. You can hear the Hive Queens gulp from here. Without further ado, Rage immediately blitzs headfirst into the Origin Wither, using both of its charged attacks and generally being a massively painful douchebag! It then leaves into another convenient Nether Portal. I then fire at the Origin Wither with the Dragon Ender, proving who's the superior boss of Minecraft!
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I throw a nether star like a shurikun at the Origin Wither. It hits and shatters into sparkly stuff.
The number in parentheses is the number of times you need to assist Wilson's charges in order to buy it. Once you buy it, you're free to duplicate it. Wilson will also accept IOUs or other alchemies in trade. Current status: open _ Total wealth = 112$ _ Wilson's charges A: 49/50, B: 33/50 (lvl 1 = 1 ingredient used, lvl 2 = 2 ingredients used or 2 potions combined, and so on)
Items: Diablo x1 (lvl 7 scythe, 8$), Angler Knife x1 (lvl 4 weapon, 5$), Potion of (super?) rejuvenation x1 (3$, lvl 1, gives crits) <|> Splash Nightshade potion x2 (6$, lvl 3 blindness, wither, etc) <|> Potion of Magic x2 (3$, lvl 1, random effects) <|> Splash potion of frostbite x2 (3$, lvl 1, chilly) <|> Potion of (holy) Wrath x2 (5$, lvl 2, says on the tin) <|> Extended potion of cuts x2 (5$, lvl 2, says on the tin) <|> Potion of Nectar x2 (5$, lvl 2, healing and crit) <|> Splash potion of Critmist II x9 (6$, lvl 3, crits) <|> Splash Venom Potion x2 (3$, lvl 1, poison) <|> Splash potion of chills x2 (5$, lvl 2, even chillier) <|> Potion of Ambrosa x1 (6$, lvl 3, healing + crits) <|> Nectar cake x2 (6$, lvl 3, healing food) <|> Woolen Bandage x3 (3$, lvl 1, healing) <|> Potion of Ender's Eye x1 (2$, lvl 2, find strongholds) <|> Potion of Infusement x1 (4$, lvl 2, magic power +) <|> Potion of Potential x1 (lvl 1, slight buff) <|> Potion of Fury x4 (6$, lvl 3, magic power +, holy power ++) <|> Potion of Armor x1 (3$, lvl 1, dmg reduction) <|> Potion of War II x2 (7$, lvl 4, +dmg, -dmg taken) <|> Potion of Zeus x2 (7$, lvl 4, healing, dmg dealt+ Dmg taken -) <|> Splash extended Potion of Flares x2 (6$, lvl 3, burning cuts), Potion of Water Armor x1 (lvl1, armor while in water)
Awkward potion OOO moon dust = Potion of moonlight DONE
Awkward potion OOO sapphire = Potion of fortune DONE
Awkward potion OOO ruby = Potion of Crimson DONE
> Alchemies
Life's Wands && Guidebook to All Cellular Automata (covers all cellular automata ever) = Ergo Sum (4/11)
Shengshou 10x10 || (Essence of Ernő Rubik && Every Rubik's Cube type twisty puzzle ever produced or created && Essences of everyone who currently holds a WR for solving 2x2-7x7) = Sacra Geometria (8/11)
V-Cube 6 && Bioterrorism USB && AK-74M = AK-VRS 6 (3/7)
Potion of Panacea count: 3
Potion of Panacea II count: 3
> Action
I pull out the Unicoder...
I first create a U+26CF ⛏ PICK, which I embed firmly into the Origin Wither! I then cast U+26A1 ⚡ HIGH VOLTAGE SIGN, causing a 60,000,000,000-volt current to course through the Origin Wither! I summon a U+2020 † DAGGER, which I use as a literal dagger! I stab the Origin Wither's heads and then summon up a U+1F4A3 💣 BOMB, which I hurl at the Origin Wither! It explodes on impact!
> Diceroll
I roll the Fluorite Sextet at the Origin Wither.
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
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Amulet of Dark 3/6
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I clone another Splash Potion of Augmentation. I think only being able to hold twelve of these will be adequate, as to not have fifty of a particular potion, like a particular Fseftr.
Kalare:
I equip the Baroqueback Bowtier. English energy pulses off of the ebony cue, rapidly vacillating between colors, as per usual. I stare at the Taken Origin Wither, moonlight reflecting off of my glasses (regardless of whether or not we are on the top layer of the Far Lands, the explosions we have cause have most certainly broken a hole in the roof, if there is one at all). I slash the cue through the air. Tendrils of english energy leap from the Bowtier, forming a bolt of energy, which promptly strikes the Taken Origin Wither. I proceed to make some sort of complicated movement with the cue. This fires a blast of relatively immense proportions into the Taken Origin Wither. In a sudden turn of events, I throw the cue at the Minecraft avatar of my present self. He deftly catches it, and places it in his inventory. I do not desire to steal from my present self. It would be a process in which I would exhibit ambivalence morally, despite the fact that he is literally me. Now 'unarmed,' I incline my right hand slightly. An aura of amethyst speeds over my body swiftly. Before even attempting an optic blast, I telekinetically drag the Taken Origin Wither from its current position, and smash it against the ground. I take off my eyewear, revealing that my eyes have become filled with a monochromatic amethyst, occasionally sparking off a bolt of electricity. The Taken Origin Wither is inexplicably held in place by some arcane force. I wonder who that could be. /s. Anyhow, I stare at the Taken Origin Wither, refusing to look away, as to not risk the life of anybody beyond myself. Suddenly, two violet optic blasts erupt from my eyes, striking the Origin Wither almost immediately. The Taken Origin Wither is obscured in a dark violet glow. As well as two monolithic blasts of energy, but I digress. The energy pulses its considerable power into the Taken Origin Wither, and I watch. When the blast clears, the Taken Origin Wither is upon the ground, scorched beyond belief. My eyes have returned to their original state. I place my glasses on once more, as I kind of need those. Well, I could probably utilize some form of Light manipulation, but I am not a Sylph, nor a Light player, nor do I really wish to attempt to replenish my eyesight. If I messed up, I could end up going blind, a far worse situation than I would be in without any implications. I proceed to mutter a curse, causing the Taken Origin Wither to erupt into arcane light. It burns the Taken Origin Wither with a heat somewhat akin to that of a dwarf star. Comparatively speaking, that is rather cold. However, it is still extremely hot regardless.
—
I decide it is time to end this conversation.
AT: Well, good night. I'll probably be back by midnight.
CG: Don't get killed.
AT: I probably won't.
AT: Try not to stray too far from Lopat, please. I may need to continually return here.
CG: I'll see what I can do. Good night.
I continue to examine the inside of the red sphere. There do not appear to be any hieroglyphics upon the walls. Regardless, the carving was certainly a good clue. I float out of the place, and slowly levitate the village back into its original location, leaving the iguanas unharmed. I proceed to scan the landscape for any other ways to gather information. There is one thing. I accelerate rapidly in a particular direction, towards the sounds of an adept psionic lifting a meteor into the sky. However, I stop before reaching the meteor, and land on the ground, directly within another iguana village. Some iguana appear to be meeting, wearing bedsheets. How do they even get those things? This planet does not contain any bedsheets whatsoever. Perhaps they alchemize them. Beds are ridiculous. They do not provide an adequate reprieve from psychic emanations. Anyways, I stride over to an iguana's house, and enter. The family within seems rather surprised at my entry. My eyes sweep over the place. I open a cupboard nearby, revealing a white orb. I hid it here quite some time ago. Before we defeated the Black King, actually. I carefully grab the cue ball, close the cupboard, and exit. I do hope they do not alert any forms of consort authorities. Perhaps the fact that I'm wearing a black shirt, generally dark colored clothes, and holding a deadly wand in my hand do not help my case. Regardless, I clamber onto the roof of a nearby house, and sit down, staring up at the meteor, levitating into the air, and exuding burgundy light. I grab my laptop out of my Sylladex, putting the Hazel Wand away. I carefully place the orb down. Luckily, this roof is relatively flat. Anyhow, I contact an... informant.
AT: I believe I have waited long enough. When shall you extend your invitation once more?
Now.
AT: I see. Shall we proceed?
Yes.
You are situated within suitable range of the game construct supplied by your session for obtaining apparatus necessary for initiating the Break, yes?
AT: Is this an actual query?
No.
That was a fact, and then a question mark.
AT: Mhm.
AT: I am indeed within proximity. It appears to be a rather large cavern containing a mechanical gateway.
I know.
AT: Would I be correct in saying the construct differs in visual appears from session to session?
Yes.
In sessions inclusive of this construct, it will always be an edifice of similarly cryptic design.
Its environment dictates the nature of its construction. Its power is dangerous, and is meant to be harnessed only in emergencies such as yours.
AT: In sessions akin to this?
No. You have succeeded.
AT: The weapon is capable of forcing back the myriad of entities assaulting this session, right?
Yes.
AT: How do I find the dream bubble containing it?
You don't.
Not you personally. Another will have to plot the course.
You have something more pressing to attend to, remember?
AT: Yes.
I look back to the meteor, only to see it rise towards the gray clouds.
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VUM, ME QBIXX PIYE IV AVPERWAQQAUV, UD QURPQ;
CU! RENEX AV PBE WUUVXACBP OVFER PBE GUORPQ.
~~~
Kar nfnuvvh qoyekc-wmyk nhrvrgwkcs; kie whiznuw; klh zsiek nmor pxgpfhh kce psl wkuh ik cfyu xptzgvrfk.
> Alchemies
Life's Wands && Guidebook to All Cellular Automata (covers all cellular automata ever) = Ergo Sum (5/11)
Shengshou 10x10 || (Essence of Ernő Rubik && Every Rubik's Cube type twisty puzzle ever produced or created && Essences of everyone who currently holds a WR for solving 2x2-7x7) = Sacra Geometria (9/11)
V-Cube 6 && Bioterrorism USB && AK-74M = AK-VRS 6 (4/7)
Potion of Panacea count: 3
Potion of Panacea II count: 3
> Action: Error-Reading
I force the Taken Origin Wither to read the following errors. What happens in the errors actually happens, just like the tests.
"Ah yes, the origin wither. I remember you. What a shame you've been reduced to the mere pawn of a hive mind."
"LESS REMINISCING, MORE FIGHTING THE BIG SCARY KILLING CREATURE."
"The origin wither is a being of creation. Damaging things, if I recall correctly, was not it's strong point."
"WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?"
"I'm saying that this will be a good way for me to work on a few homicidal urges. Maintaining them, of course, not ridding myself of them."
"DOES IT BOTHER YOU AT ALL THAT YOU'RE PRETTY MUCH USING AN ENTIRE ARMY AS A MEATSHIELD FOR EVERYONE ELSE'S MUCH MORE LETHAL ENTITIES?"
"...No, not really. The soldiers have life insurance, the technicians actually signed up for this, the pyromaniacs are all psychotic, the minions are expendable, the Dragonfly drones are admittedly somewhat outdated, and the bladesmen are honor-crazy samurai ripoffs."
"AUDIE DIED."
"He had life insurance."
"I SERIOUSLY HOPE WHATEVER YOU'RE UP TO INVOLVING BLUE MAKES YOU EVOLVE A CONSCIENCE."
"It probably won't. Doubly so if you're hoping that I'll ever feel guilt over losing a few soldiers."
"YOU'VE ALREADY SPENT THOUSANDS OF LIVES ON THE VORD INFESTATION!"
"DAMMIT TECHPIECE, WE LITERALLY HAVE ENTIRE ALTERNATE DIMENSIONS FULL OF SOLDIERS! ENOUGH TO ZERG RUSH THE GODDAMN WARHAMMER 40K UNIVERSE'S IMPERIAL GUARD IF WE WANTED TO! WE CAN SPARE A FEW THOUSANDS!"
Frustrated by my assistant's fruitless attempts to talk about ethics, I take out my frustration on the Taken Origin Wither, utilizing the bizzare contraption known as The Pomson 9000 With Two Machetes Duct-Taped To The End Of It In An Attempt To Reference How Sundowner Uses His High-Frequency Machetes Like A Pair Of Scissors.
-Far Lands-
"See you soon, Blue."
If the small (relatively speaking) drone had been made with a face, it would have smiled. However, it had not, so the closest it could manage was the right wing waving goodbye. Afterwards, it departed with the box of chocolates, silently vanishing from all sight.
-Space, Real World-
Due to the cage not doing what was expected, the drone there ends up standing on the wall.
"Oops."
@Kalare: I figured you knew, I was just clarifying to the world at large to avoid future confusion.
@ire: You didn't respond to the conversation, did you at least see it?
@twin: You need to make the charge values more clear, I can't see which abilities are charged up how much in the update.
Eric nods, and turns to the Vord.
Battle Technique: Rune Markings
Eric walks forward, muttering under his breath, and a small stream of glowing, golden runes appear around him. He holds up his sword, and the runes in the air fly into it. Eric charges forward to aggress the Vord with his now enhanced sword of death, smiting the Vord with it!
Hank, Sanford and Deimos lead a massive charge with the massive group of clone troopers. You think this will work? I think there is a very good chance at least one of us is going to die again. BRING IT ON!!!!
clone troopers, republic battleships, Hank, Sanford and Deimos perform the following:
Fraymotif: Bring It On
Deimos jumps up onto one of the clone mini-walkers (don't need to include it as soldiers, pretend its part of the clone's weaponry) and has the driver charge it straight towards the Vord. Deimos pulls out two large wave-motion lasers, gets himself a steady position, and begins tearing it through the Vord, vaporizing large numbers of all types.
Hank facepalms, and Sanford sighs, hijacks a speeder from one of the clone troopers, and rushes after him.
Sanford and the mech he's on top of, as well as a few of the other clone troopers (some of which in vehicles) have been surrounded by a number of behemoths and mantises. Sanford begins driving circles around them, distracting the mantises, and another group of clone troopers on speeder bikes join him, flying circles around the vordmantises, and allowing the lightly armored contingent to get out of the way of the behemoths, which are rather slow.
A number of endervord pop in, but sadly for them, solid beams apparently do not count as projectiles, and they begin dying in just as large numbers as the vordknights and warriors.
A contingent of creepervord arrives, and Hank rushes out in front of the group, as the other clone troopers cover the flanks, he opens fire on the frontal assault with a copy of the giga gun. Not as big or destructive as Ultimatum, but much more easy to use. Also doesn't use up an entire inventory's worth of ammo for a few seconds of fire.
He sweeps the gun back and forth before finally running out of rounds, but its okay, because by that point the swarm of creepervord is nothing but scorch marks on the ground.
And then the vordbulks get close to the group.
These things are big, bigger than pretty much everything that the vord pack. They are not, however, invincible. Hank demonstrates this by rocket jumping up on top of the first one, fighting off the vord on top with a machine gun and machete, planting shaped explosives in the bulk's neck, then flying (with his rocket boots) to the next one to continue the pattern, taking them down methodically and quickly.
There's too many of them to take down like that though, and they continue advancing on the clone troopers' position. So the battleships that still haven't been overrun by the vord open fire, unleashing a hailstorm of lasery death upon the bulks, holding back the vord for even longer.
Eric looks over at the charging clones and sighs. Now is not the time for this kind of thing...
Eric cleans his blade on a fallen vord, and charges back towards the line of friendlies, cutting down vord left and right as he does so, making his way back to the rest of the group. Hi Eric! What the heCk are you guys doing so far out into the vord? Deimos tried to get himself killed. Hey, I'm not dead yet! Yet being the keyword if you keep pulling stunts like this. These things aren't just pathetic old Nexus grunts. Yeah yeah, whatever. Deimos lobs a grenade into a group of vord.
Eric turns around to face the vord again. Firestorm
A massive rolling wave of flaming clouds rolls out from their position, inflicting firestorm on the vord. This works the same as inferno with one added bonus. It interrupts things that might be interrupted by fire. In this case, taking. Can't take a body thats not a body anymore. For the duration of firestorm, no new taken will be made.
This doesn't hold the vord back for too long.
It does, however, push them back enough for the Preston Cole to open fire with all of its guns without having to worry about friendly fire.
The Preston Cole uses every single special attack it possesses on the vord and taken. Seriously, we need to get rid of those things.
Eric wipes the sweat off his brow, and Hank and Sanford resume butchering things. CHARGE!!! For the love of... I'll get him...
Open ended fraymotif! (in other words: combo attack time! Everybody pile attacks into the fraymotif, its been long enough since the last combo attack that the curse of repetition shouldn't hit this one!)
Right now, we're attacking the Vord. Basically, throw your most creative and original attacks at the Taken Origin Wither. If you have any questions, send me a Private Message.
THE LEGEND NEVER DIES!
Kid Radd: 21/45
Roller's Halos: 2/4
I CAST UBZULLA ON THE TAKEN ORIGIN WITHER, DESTROYING A PORTION OF HIS HEALTH BAR AND PIERCING ANY DEFENSES IT COULD HAVE HAD TO NULLIFY THE DAMAGE BECAUSE MY UBZULLA HAS BEEN MODIFIED TO PIERCE ALL DEFENSIVE SPELLS CAST BY UNDEAD.
YES, THE CAPS WERE ENTIRELY NEEDED. SHUT UP.
Unknown Entity: 14/40
I tell the origin wither to take PUNishment. The PUN was soo smexy it oblitirates the origin wither.@&%#$! I respawn.I'll be making my great escape now!
GODDAMN IT
STUPID GENDERFLIP VIRUS
Crap, I posted this before you updated that I was dead. I re-spawn.
Alchemies:
"GODMODER" = Ragnarök (Level 10: 7/11)
Charges:
None
Inventory:
Here
Mini-Ion Cannon 1/2
Mini-Bio Annihilator 2/4
5/5 For Healing or Building Mechanical Unit
5/5 for Text Based Magic
5/10x2, 4/10 Magics
Battlefield: BT:Noah's Flood the Queen Vord
Orbital Weapons:
Partial Inventory: Potion of Critmist II x40, Ultramarine, Ghosts of War, Gib Armageddon. Potion of Vis x21, The Redstick, Potion of Nectar x26, The Bulletdome, Potion Airdropper
Wilson's Shop: $44
I dupe 3 potion of vis
+2 to Wilson
The Enlightenment 3/10
Amulet of Dark 2/6
+1 to Amp x2.
@Piono: I know I cannot utilize runic magic. However, highly advanced blood magic, with a hint of my traditional eldritch sorcery and dark majyyk, does visually appear akin to runic magic.
Twin, I shall presume this 'Dark' is synonymous with Void, which is the technical opposite of Light. As for the obscene length of my exposition, I think it is a byproduct of my mythological role. Knowing things about the thoughts of my enemies tends to do that to a person.
I order Rodney to attack the Taken Origin Wither.
I also clone another Splash Potion of Augmentation. It does not by any means cover most, or even a quarter of the fields of the arcane I am capable of manipulating without trouble, but it certainly features three of the four most prominent ones.
I draw the Thorns of Oglogoth. The dark power contained within these tools of oblivion is quite exponential, if utilized by a skilled mage. I would like to think that I am a skilled mage, based off of my title, my abilities, and my demeanor, but that's just me. Anyhow, I point the twin needlewands at the Taken Origin Wither. Pure darkness erupts from the tips of the wands, streaking towards the creature. Due to the speed of the projectile, it hits almost instantaneously. The resounding blast of energy sucks in all of the light around it, dimming reality itself slightly. I don't like bright lights, in case you haven't noticed, with all of my comments on how most of Grayhold lacks ostentatiously bright lamps, and such. They irritate me. Anyhow, the shockwaves of the explosion rend the Taken Origin Wither to slabs of withered bone, fused with croach and whatever else it is that occurs when something is Taken. I wave the wands, causing the fragments of bone to slide apart.
I cast Regicide on the Taken Origin Wither.
The Anachron:
I look at the viewport.
That is... not exactly intact, is it? We could always just sequence the genomes of my fellows right now.
—
A universe away, an elf stands before a particularly dull iguana village on a planet whose sky is obscured by gray clouds, and whose surface is a land of pines and tomes. Which is to say, I stand before the village. I observe the village, as if I were looking for something. Quite simply put, I am scrutinizing the village for one objective. A bronze rod appears in my right hand, and I point the thing at the village. A small amount of violet light is exuded from the wand, and a resounding boom echoes throughout the area. The entire village levitates into the air, suspended on a chunk of floating land. I look into the crater marking where the village stood. Nothing. I curse vehemently. Wait. What if... there's something within the floating village? I point the Hazel Wand at the chunk of floating land. Several iguanas look down on me, one of whom is wearing what appears to be bedsheets, confused. A massive explosion occurs on one of the areas of land bereft of iguanas or iguana abodes, further downwards on the land chunk. I'd rather not kill anything harmless. When the blast subsides, large amounts of land have been blown off of the mass, and are circling the main chunk, revealing a red sphere in the center of the entire place. Suddenly, a streak of burgundy light burns across my glasses. I accept the audio chat.
catastrophicGovernance [CG] began pestering ambiguousTheoretician [AT].
CG: I'm pulling the meteor out of the crater now.
AT: What?
CG: I'm pulling the meteor out of Lopat.
AT: Why?
CG: We've been here for too long. They'll notice us soon.
AT: No, that's the point.
AT: The reason we are still here is because the planet is obscured, and the two omnipotent beings seeking our demise have other things to do. The only thing more ridiculous than that would to be to head directly to the Consummate Note, and stab the thing with the Quills.
CG: Are you telling me to put it back? (Also, we could probably do that.)
AT: No, I'm obviously telling you to throw it into the Ring, into the faces of our opposition. Anyway, I think they believe it to be uninhabited. There's some kind of obfuscation aura surrounding it, I believe.
CG: Okay. I think that's all there is to say.
AT: No, don't go yet.
CG: Why?
AT: I have a few questions to ask.
CG: Ask away.
The force of the explosion tears a hole in the red sphere. I fly up to it, peering within. Amidst the dim lighting and dark red bricks is a sort of long, cylindrical hallway, leading up to something. I fly over swiftly, looking at it. It appears to be a large carving resembling a captchalogue card.
AT: I was wondering.
My eyes sweep over the carving, examining the engraving. It appears to be a rather large image of a... star.
AT: What do you know about the Red Sun?
CG: I've never heard of it.
AT: Thank you.
AT: The transaction was rather tidy.
CG: Agreed.
Nothing follows for several seconds.
AT: ...
AT: On second thought, pull the meteor into the Ring.
CG: Nobody would expect that.
AT: Precisely.
I conquer Britain, then launch its armies at some Queenvord.
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
The captured players, or, well, engie's drone and the Unremarkable Man.
Yes, this exposes me more. No, I'm not straying from the universe that doesn't exist any more than necessary in the future, but with two captured and nearing Binary, I figured a jailbreak was in order.
/null
[Client thread/INFO] [Natura]: TConstruct, we're going to take over the world!
I alchemize Fluorite Octet && Tachyon Generator, then Time Shenanigans them back to the present. I then roll THOSE at the Vord
I purchase a Bag of Eight Octets (Guaranteed to contain no octets you already have), from the donator shop. I inspect the Octets I just got.
[Client thread/INFO] [Natura]: TConstruct, we're going to take over the world!
Mozart's Beauty, 13/50
The Dragon Ender > Fine = The Withering (Level 9: 4/10)
Glitch-Proof Armor > Fine = Plot Armor (Level 5: 4/6)
Spacerender > Fine = Cosmos' Tear (Level 8: 4/9)
Piono is dead again! Hooray! That being said, the fight is far from over, natch. I proceed to yell at the Origin Wither, primarily for it not being an actual boss. It's a loser! It's not actually got a boss status, despite all the darned trouble it took to actually get it on the field, trouble I put it into! I then remember the trouble I had to go through to get it on the field, only to be dissapointed it wasn't a boss! It wasn't even important! The Origin Wither takes depression damage, but it quickly realizes it's got bigger problems to attend to. Namely, that suspicious Nether Portal that just popped up right in front of it. Suddenly, The Nether portal explodes, and out of it comes Rage, back from the dead and still just as angry as before, corpses of Dead Hive/Spawn Queens all over its back, far too fiery to even consider taking. You can hear the Hive Queens gulp from here. Without further ado, Rage immediately blitzs headfirst into the Origin Wither, using both of its charged attacks and generally being a massively painful douchebag! It then leaves into another convenient Nether Portal. I then fire at the Origin Wither with the Dragon Ender, proving who's the superior boss of Minecraft!
I throw a nether star like a shurikun at the Origin Wither. It hits and shatters into sparkly stuff.
Items: Diablo x1 (lvl 7 scythe, 8$), Angler Knife x1 (lvl 4 weapon, 5$), Potion of (super?) rejuvenation x1 (3$, lvl 1, gives crits) <|> Splash Nightshade potion x2 (6$, lvl 3 blindness, wither, etc) <|> Potion of Magic x2 (3$, lvl 1, random effects) <|> Splash potion of frostbite x2 (3$, lvl 1, chilly) <|> Potion of (holy) Wrath x2 (5$, lvl 2, says on the tin) <|> Extended potion of cuts x2 (5$, lvl 2, says on the tin) <|> Potion of Nectar x2 (5$, lvl 2, healing and crit) <|> Splash potion of Critmist II x9 (6$, lvl 3, crits) <|> Splash Venom Potion x2 (3$, lvl 1, poison) <|> Splash potion of chills x2 (5$, lvl 2, even chillier) <|> Potion of Ambrosa x1 (6$, lvl 3, healing + crits) <|> Nectar cake x2 (6$, lvl 3, healing food) <|> Woolen Bandage x3 (3$, lvl 1, healing) <|> Potion of Ender's Eye x1 (2$, lvl 2, find strongholds) <|> Potion of Infusement x1 (4$, lvl 2, magic power +) <|> Potion of Potential x1 (lvl 1, slight buff) <|> Potion of Fury x4 (6$, lvl 3, magic power +, holy power ++) <|> Potion of Armor x1 (3$, lvl 1, dmg reduction) <|> Potion of War II x2 (7$, lvl 4, +dmg, -dmg taken) <|> Potion of Zeus x2 (7$, lvl 4, healing, dmg dealt+ Dmg taken -) <|> Splash extended Potion of Flares x2 (6$, lvl 3, burning cuts), Potion of Water Armor x1 (lvl1, armor while in water)
Awkward potion OOO sapphire = Potion of fortune DONE
Awkward potion OOO ruby = Potion of Crimson DONE
Fixing CogWynd: 3/??
There's a difference between a hero and a champion. A champion overcomes threats, but a hero overcomes fears.
All my maps, click here.
Then there's also a Youtube channel I'm somewhat involved in.
Life's Wands && Guidebook to All Cellular Automata (covers all cellular automata ever) = Ergo Sum (4/11)
Shengshou 10x10 || (Essence of Ernő Rubik && Every Rubik's Cube type twisty puzzle ever produced or created && Essences of everyone who currently holds a WR for solving 2x2-7x7) = Sacra Geometria (8/11)
V-Cube 6 && Bioterrorism USB && AK-74M = AK-VRS 6 (3/7)
Potion of Panacea count: 3
Potion of Panacea II count: 3
> Action
I pull out the Unicoder...
I first create a U+26CF ⛏ PICK, which I embed firmly into the Origin Wither! I then cast U+26A1 ⚡ HIGH VOLTAGE SIGN, causing a 60,000,000,000-volt current to course through the Origin Wither! I summon a U+2020 † DAGGER, which I use as a literal dagger! I stab the Origin Wither's heads and then summon up a U+1F4A3 💣 BOMB, which I hurl at the Origin Wither! It explodes on impact!
> Diceroll
I roll the Fluorite Sextet at the Origin Wither.
The Enlightenment 4/10
Amulet of Dark 3/6
+1 to Amp x2.
I clone another Splash Potion of Augmentation. I think only being able to hold twelve of these will be adequate, as to not have fifty of a particular potion, like a particular Fseftr.
Kalare:
I equip the Baroqueback Bowtier. English energy pulses off of the ebony cue, rapidly vacillating between colors, as per usual. I stare at the Taken Origin Wither, moonlight reflecting off of my glasses (regardless of whether or not we are on the top layer of the Far Lands, the explosions we have cause have most certainly broken a hole in the roof, if there is one at all). I slash the cue through the air. Tendrils of english energy leap from the Bowtier, forming a bolt of energy, which promptly strikes the Taken Origin Wither. I proceed to make some sort of complicated movement with the cue. This fires a blast of relatively immense proportions into the Taken Origin Wither. In a sudden turn of events, I throw the cue at the Minecraft avatar of my present self. He deftly catches it, and places it in his inventory. I do not desire to steal from my present self. It would be a process in which I would exhibit ambivalence morally, despite the fact that he is literally me. Now 'unarmed,' I incline my right hand slightly. An aura of amethyst speeds over my body swiftly. Before even attempting an optic blast, I telekinetically drag the Taken Origin Wither from its current position, and smash it against the ground. I take off my eyewear, revealing that my eyes have become filled with a monochromatic amethyst, occasionally sparking off a bolt of electricity. The Taken Origin Wither is inexplicably held in place by some arcane force. I wonder who that could be. /s. Anyhow, I stare at the Taken Origin Wither, refusing to look away, as to not risk the life of anybody beyond myself. Suddenly, two violet optic blasts erupt from my eyes, striking the Origin Wither almost immediately. The Taken Origin Wither is obscured in a dark violet glow. As well as two monolithic blasts of energy, but I digress. The energy pulses its considerable power into the Taken Origin Wither, and I watch. When the blast clears, the Taken Origin Wither is upon the ground, scorched beyond belief. My eyes have returned to their original state. I place my glasses on once more, as I kind of need those. Well, I could probably utilize some form of Light manipulation, but I am not a Sylph, nor a Light player, nor do I really wish to attempt to replenish my eyesight. If I messed up, I could end up going blind, a far worse situation than I would be in without any implications. I proceed to mutter a curse, causing the Taken Origin Wither to erupt into arcane light. It burns the Taken Origin Wither with a heat somewhat akin to that of a dwarf star. Comparatively speaking, that is rather cold. However, it is still extremely hot regardless.
—
I decide it is time to end this conversation.
AT: Well, good night. I'll probably be back by midnight.
CG: Don't get killed.
AT: I probably won't.
AT: Try not to stray too far from Lopat, please. I may need to continually return here.
CG: I'll see what I can do. Good night.
catastrophicGovernance [CG] ceased pestering ambiguousTheoretician [AT].
I continue to examine the inside of the red sphere. There do not appear to be any hieroglyphics upon the walls. Regardless, the carving was certainly a good clue. I float out of the place, and slowly levitate the village back into its original location, leaving the iguanas unharmed. I proceed to scan the landscape for any other ways to gather information. There is one thing. I accelerate rapidly in a particular direction, towards the sounds of an adept psionic lifting a meteor into the sky. However, I stop before reaching the meteor, and land on the ground, directly within another iguana village. Some iguana appear to be meeting, wearing bedsheets. How do they even get those things? This planet does not contain any bedsheets whatsoever. Perhaps they alchemize them. Beds are ridiculous. They do not provide an adequate reprieve from psychic emanations. Anyways, I stride over to an iguana's house, and enter. The family within seems rather surprised at my entry. My eyes sweep over the place. I open a cupboard nearby, revealing a white orb. I hid it here quite some time ago. Before we defeated the Black King, actually. I carefully grab the cue ball, close the cupboard, and exit. I do hope they do not alert any forms of consort authorities. Perhaps the fact that I'm wearing a black shirt, generally dark colored clothes, and holding a deadly wand in my hand do not help my case. Regardless, I clamber onto the roof of a nearby house, and sit down, staring up at the meteor, levitating into the air, and exuding burgundy light. I grab my laptop out of my Sylladex, putting the Hazel Wand away. I carefully place the orb down. Luckily, this roof is relatively flat. Anyhow, I contact an... informant.
AT: I believe I have waited long enough. When shall you extend your invitation once more?
Now.
AT: I see. Shall we proceed?
Yes.
You are situated within suitable range of the game construct supplied by your session for obtaining apparatus necessary for initiating the Break, yes?
AT: Is this an actual query?
No.
That was a fact, and then a question mark.
AT: Mhm.
AT: I am indeed within proximity. It appears to be a rather large cavern containing a mechanical gateway.
I know.
AT: Would I be correct in saying the construct differs in visual appears from session to session?
Yes.
In sessions inclusive of this construct, it will always be an edifice of similarly cryptic design.
Its environment dictates the nature of its construction. Its power is dangerous, and is meant to be harnessed only in emergencies such as yours.
AT: In sessions akin to this?
No. You have succeeded.
AT: The weapon is capable of forcing back the myriad of entities assaulting this session, right?
Yes.
AT: How do I find the dream bubble containing it?
You don't.
Not you personally. Another will have to plot the course.
You have something more pressing to attend to, remember?
AT: Yes.
I look back to the meteor, only to see it rise towards the gray clouds.
Pinwheel || Raptorblade = Raptorwheel (Level 3: 2/4)
Gloves && Campfire = Prometheus' Mitts (Level 2: 2/3)
Teal Octet ~~ Loom (1/?)
7/15 Missile Spam
7/10 Concentrared Anger
What?
I try to behead the Taken 0rigin Wither using the Precious Voidscythe.
I then look for TA's shades.
The Southern Tundra IIIII
The Prismatizer -c Ψ-Mech Mk. II -c The Prismatizer
Living Fire Block && Blaze Powder && Ectoplasm
SCP-121-2 > Fine
SCP-962 49/50Dragonfly 15/20
Medicannon 7/10
Blue? Dragons? Void?
Life's Wands && Guidebook to All Cellular Automata (covers all cellular automata ever) = Ergo Sum (5/11)
Shengshou 10x10 || (Essence of Ernő Rubik && Every Rubik's Cube type twisty puzzle ever produced or created && Essences of everyone who currently holds a WR for solving 2x2-7x7) = Sacra Geometria (9/11)
V-Cube 6 && Bioterrorism USB && AK-74M = AK-VRS 6 (4/7)
Potion of Panacea count: 3
Potion of Panacea II count: 3
> Action: Error-Reading
I force the Taken Origin Wither to read the following errors. What happens in the errors actually happens, just like the tests.
"Ah yes, the origin wither. I remember you. What a shame you've been reduced to the mere pawn of a hive mind."
"LESS REMINISCING, MORE FIGHTING THE BIG SCARY KILLING CREATURE."
"The origin wither is a being of creation. Damaging things, if I recall correctly, was not it's strong point."
"WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?"
"I'm saying that this will be a good way for me to work on a few homicidal urges. Maintaining them, of course, not ridding myself of them."
Reinforcements:
Engietech Soldiers: 500/500 (X400)
Engietech Technicians: 100/100 (X250)
Engietech Pyromaniacs: 750/750 (X200)
Engietech Dragonfly Drones: 2000/2000 (X95)
Engietech Bladesmen: 3000/3000 (X40)
Current forces:
Engietech Soldiers: 500/500 (X1450)
Engietech Technicians: 100/100 (X500)
Engietech Pyromaniacs: 750/750 (X525)
Engietech Minions: 500/500 (X400)
Engietech Dragonfly Drones: 2000/2000 (X290)
Engietech Bladesmen: 3000/3000 (X40)
"DOES IT BOTHER YOU AT ALL THAT YOU'RE PRETTY MUCH USING AN ENTIRE ARMY AS A MEATSHIELD FOR EVERYONE ELSE'S MUCH MORE LETHAL ENTITIES?"
"...No, not really. The soldiers have life insurance, the technicians actually signed up for this, the pyromaniacs are all psychotic, the minions are expendable, the Dragonfly drones are admittedly somewhat outdated, and the bladesmen are honor-crazy samurai ripoffs."
"AUDIE DIED."
"He had life insurance."
"I SERIOUSLY HOPE WHATEVER YOU'RE UP TO INVOLVING BLUE MAKES YOU EVOLVE A CONSCIENCE."
"It probably won't. Doubly so if you're hoping that I'll ever feel guilt over losing a few soldiers."
"YOU'VE ALREADY SPENT THOUSANDS OF LIVES ON THE VORD INFESTATION!"
"DAMMIT TECHPIECE, WE LITERALLY HAVE ENTIRE ALTERNATE DIMENSIONS FULL OF SOLDIERS! ENOUGH TO ZERG RUSH THE GODDAMN WARHAMMER 40K UNIVERSE'S IMPERIAL GUARD IF WE WANTED TO! WE CAN SPARE A FEW THOUSANDS!"
Frustrated by my assistant's fruitless attempts to talk about ethics, I take out my frustration on the Taken Origin Wither, utilizing the bizzare contraption known as The Pomson 9000 With Two Machetes Duct-Taped To The End Of It In An Attempt To Reference How Sundowner Uses His High-Frequency Machetes Like A Pair Of Scissors.
-Far Lands-
"See you soon, Blue."
If the small (relatively speaking) drone had been made with a face, it would have smiled. However, it had not, so the closest it could manage was the right wing waving goodbye. Afterwards, it departed with the box of chocolates, silently vanishing from all sight.
-Space, Real World-
Due to the cage not doing what was expected, the drone there ends up standing on the wall.
"Oops."
GODDAMN IT
STUPID GENDERFLIP VIRUS
@ire: You didn't respond to the conversation, did you at least see it?
@twin: You need to make the charge values more clear, I can't see which abilities are charged up how much in the update.
Eric nods, and turns to the Vord.
Battle Technique: Rune Markings
Eric walks forward, muttering under his breath, and a small stream of glowing, golden runes appear around him. He holds up his sword, and the runes in the air fly into it. Eric charges forward to aggress the Vord with his now enhanced sword of death, smiting the Vord with it!
Hank, Sanford and Deimos lead a massive charge with the massive group of clone troopers.
You think this will work?
I think there is a very good chance at least one of us is going to die again.
BRING IT ON!!!!
clone troopers, republic battleships, Hank, Sanford and Deimos perform the following:
Fraymotif: Bring It On
Deimos jumps up onto one of the clone mini-walkers (don't need to include it as soldiers, pretend its part of the clone's weaponry) and has the driver charge it straight towards the Vord. Deimos pulls out two large wave-motion lasers, gets himself a steady position, and begins tearing it through the Vord, vaporizing large numbers of all types.
Hank facepalms, and Sanford sighs, hijacks a speeder from one of the clone troopers, and rushes after him.
Sanford and the mech he's on top of, as well as a few of the other clone troopers (some of which in vehicles) have been surrounded by a number of behemoths and mantises. Sanford begins driving circles around them, distracting the mantises, and another group of clone troopers on speeder bikes join him, flying circles around the vordmantises, and allowing the lightly armored contingent to get out of the way of the behemoths, which are rather slow.
A number of endervord pop in, but sadly for them, solid beams apparently do not count as projectiles, and they begin dying in just as large numbers as the vordknights and warriors.
A contingent of creepervord arrives, and Hank rushes out in front of the group, as the other clone troopers cover the flanks, he opens fire on the frontal assault with a copy of the giga gun. Not as big or destructive as Ultimatum, but much more easy to use. Also doesn't use up an entire inventory's worth of ammo for a few seconds of fire.
He sweeps the gun back and forth before finally running out of rounds, but its okay, because by that point the swarm of creepervord is nothing but scorch marks on the ground.
And then the vordbulks get close to the group.
These things are big, bigger than pretty much everything that the vord pack. They are not, however, invincible. Hank demonstrates this by rocket jumping up on top of the first one, fighting off the vord on top with a machine gun and machete, planting shaped explosives in the bulk's neck, then flying (with his rocket boots) to the next one to continue the pattern, taking them down methodically and quickly.
There's too many of them to take down like that though, and they continue advancing on the clone troopers' position. So the battleships that still haven't been overrun by the vord open fire, unleashing a hailstorm of lasery death upon the bulks, holding back the vord for even longer.
Eric looks over at the charging clones and sighs.
Now is not the time for this kind of thing...
Eric cleans his blade on a fallen vord, and charges back towards the line of friendlies, cutting down vord left and right as he does so, making his way back to the rest of the group.
Hi Eric!
What the heCk are you guys doing so far out into the vord?
Deimos tried to get himself killed.
Hey, I'm not dead yet!
Yet being the keyword if you keep pulling stunts like this.
These things aren't just pathetic old Nexus grunts.
Yeah yeah, whatever. Deimos lobs a grenade into a group of vord.
Eric turns around to face the vord again.
Firestorm
A massive rolling wave of flaming clouds rolls out from their position, inflicting firestorm on the vord. This works the same as inferno with one added bonus. It interrupts things that might be interrupted by fire. In this case, taking. Can't take a body thats not a body anymore. For the duration of firestorm, no new taken will be made.
This doesn't hold the vord back for too long.
It does, however, push them back enough for the Preston Cole to open fire with all of its guns without having to worry about friendly fire.
The Preston Cole uses every single special attack it possesses on the vord and taken. Seriously, we need to get rid of those things.
Eric wipes the sweat off his brow, and Hank and Sanford resume butchering things.
CHARGE!!!
For the love of...
I'll get him...
Open ended fraymotif! (in other words: combo attack time! Everybody pile attacks into the fraymotif, its been long enough since the last combo attack that the curse of repetition shouldn't hit this one!)
DTG Co Labs
Nope, sorry guys, no Destroy the Godmodder relevant stuff here...
At least, not yet.