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Hazel Wand: IIIII (SCRATCHED.)

10/50
Cataclysmic Fluxer 6/6
Concentrated Thought Essence 3/3

+1 to Amp x2.

I heal myself with the Golden Sunsticks.

I note the heretofore unexplained complexity of the Hazel Wand's recharge time. If it was not evident, the green has been charging beneath the red. Quite honestly, I have no idea what the red glow around the wand means. Some sort of spatial infusion as a result of being slain by hypercharged Red Sun energy, I would assume. I did attempt to discover its location, as well as what it was, before Scratch told us all. While I did not, I believe a specific phrase is adequate. "I warned you, bro. I warned you about gradient suns."

By the way, Gutza, the standard octet is the Fluorite Octet.

I splash a Splash Potion of Augmentation on myself.

I equip the Thorns of Oglogoth, and recall a semblance of Grimdarkness. An aura of pure shadow surrounds me. I continue to fully imbue myself with the energies of the Furthest Ring. If possible, I attempt to cast Rollout on myself at this time, to better my chances. Regardless of whether this succeeded, I prepare the Thorns. I utilize my mastery of Grimdarkness, and begin to slip into the blackdeath trance of the woegothics, quaking all the while in the bloodeldritch throes of the broodfester tongues. I advise the remainder of the players to not be alarmed, as a congregation of agonized wayward souls chronicle the event in tomes bound in the tanned, writhing flesh of a tortured hellscholar (tortured screaming still emanating from it), with runes stroked in the black tears bled from the corruption-weary eyes of fifty thousand occultists. Those who were present at the time of my obtaining of this state are likely unaffected. However, those who did not (a vast majority of the players at this point, around 60%) fail to not be alarmed. This is because, as is painfully obvious to anyone with the brain, I have essentially just slipped into a state that would usually be akin to going off of the deep end in every possible way. With this state at hand, I proceed to flick the Thorns in the direction of the Limbo Gatekeeper. Fragments of my shadowy aura flicker towards the unfortunate Gatekeeper. They transform into tentacular thorns, and impale the creature with absolute precision. The thorns circle around the Gatekeeper, before obscuring it in pure darkness, along with the usual obfuscating results of ascending to Grimdarkness, regardless of my total control of the situation at hand. The last thing anybody sees of the entity is a large, undulating tentacle wrap around the creature. While this is not a tentacle in any way relative to the Spare Tentacle, I use that on the Gatekeeper as well, if I can. I pull out The Enlightenment, and proceed to view the Limbo Gatekeeper, who is currently within the visual obfuscation field of shadow. Dark static rims the edges of the white orb, viewing an image of the Furthest Ring. The Limbo Gatekeeper is evidently being mutilated by some eldritch being. Looking closer (thusly increasing the amount of static exponentially), it appears as if the Gatekeeper is frantically attempting to escape the hundreds of slimy eldritch tentacles of an occult nature tearing at it, whilst being dissolved by the existence of a horror approximately 9.5 light years away from the Gatekeeper's present location. If the Gatekeeper were to look in the direction of the being, which it has clearly not done, it would kill it instantly. The Outer Gods are notoriously effective at disparaging intruders. The tentacles ruthlessly mangle the Gatekeeper. However, this is not the primary source of damage for the entity. Nay, it appears as if the occult sorceries surrounding the furtive being accosting the Gatekeeper. The Gatekeeper is abruptly blown backwards, further into the clutches of the elder horror, by some unseen force. It appears as if hideous, shunned tentacular forms wrap themselves around the Gatekeeper as well. Non-Euclidean geometries possessed of by the gibbous being annihilating the Gatekeeper tear at the thoughts of the Gatekeeper, instantaneously driving it mad upon the revelation. The Gatekeeper, now thrashing wildly of its own volition, collapses into the grasp of the abnormal creature. Seeing this, I wave the Thorns. Grimdark energy erupts off of the tips of the rods, before disappearing. I examine the ever-fuzzier image once more, and see that black waves of dark energy virtually indistinguishable from the black depths of space are emanating throughout the form of the Gatekeeper, rending flesh from bone, or whatever equivalents this entity has, if any. I attempt to keep the image stable, as the static is slowly obscuring the last portions of the image. However, a tenebrous shape passes over the Enlightenment, and the entire image is lost to static. Merely muttering to myself, I confine my Grimdarkness once more. I return to normal, and proceed to put the Thorns away. Which is to say, a violent explosion of pure shadow erupts from my very position, blinding every single being in the same dimension as me for several minutes. The wave of shadow washes over the general area, rocking the very fabric of reality. When it clears, I am back to normal.

EDIT: I utilize the Enlightenment to find the location of the village Split is in, and attempt to head there. This is a very bad idea. Regardless, I would ask why he did not merely kill the souls tormenting him, if that were not ridiculous. Double death is overly complicated. However, I DO ask Split what he is prepared to do to exit Limbo for eternity. I would assume it is beyond merely slaying things. As such, I ask.

Hello, Split. You're certainly looking better than when I last saw you. Hah. Granted, that was moments from your death. So, how miserable has your stay been? I can already feel the adverse effects of this hell, so I can sympathize, to some negligible extent. I doubt I'll ever feel the suffering you are forced to endure here, as I doubt our stay will extend beyond the duration of yours. Regardless, it appears as if we have the capacity to set you free. Perhaps we could take you with us in our ascent? That is, if you are willing to aid us in slaying Scratch. After that, you would be left to your own devices, for the rest of your eternal life. Is this a good deal?

Quote from TheLordErelye»

Hazel Wand: IIIII (SCRATCHED.)

7/50 (+2 from Amp)
Cataclysmic Fluxer 6/6
Concentrated Thought Essence 3/3

+1 to Amp x2.


I activate the Black Ring. Perhaps the potency of inky sorceries shall be amplified with our proximity to the Void itself. As a general rule, void energy seem to augment the capabilities and power of ink-based magic. A vial of Visink within my inventory is drained completely and utterly, at the behest of my will. The magics of the Inky Abyss seep into my form, congealing into some sort of... liquid aura around the ring itself. The liquid aura is composed of one unadulterated substance. Vis-infused ink, mixed from the finest ink, and the most potent liquid Vis, the latter of which having been melted down with some of the most archaic and outdated crucibles in the history of thaumaturgy. Just thinking of it brings me back. But, I digress. Memories of times before the war on this game will get me nowhere in this situation, considering all temporal instances of me currently upon the part of the alpha timeline we consider 'the present' are dead, and within this Limbo, to combat a Gatekeeper for escape. Ascent to GodCraft once more might be a more accurate statement. Despite the fact that the location we are currently present within is not on the same plane of existence as GodCraft, or even within the same gravitational analogue. Not that gravity has any significance in the current endeavor. However, it would do to state that, or merely show that I very well realize that the name of the current Trial is symbolic. But, I digress. I watch the flowing black runes bolden slightly on the surface of the ring. It is rather difficult to discern, given the fact that the ring itself is made of solid ink, but is legible. The liquid aura begins to wildly twist its inky tendrils in the direction of the Limbo Gatekeeper. The fluid, imbued with both Vis and the Void, races towards the Gatekeeper, in an endeavor to slay the creature, evidently. The tendrils wrap themselves around the Limbo Gatekeeper, before pure darkness obscures it. The being's eyesight has clearly been temporarily obscured. The inky tendrils move in deeper, slowly cutting into the entity, causing a variety of implications. Primarily asphyxiation, and the possible paroxysm. I can tell, despite the fact that the being is currently utterly obfuscated from any vision, because we forge our own realities with the decisions we make. The tendrils tear into the Gatekeeper, attempting to cause as much damage in as little time as possible. The shadow veil disappears, leaving behind a rather ink-stained Limbo Gatekeeper, positively shuddering due to the corrosive influence of the forces affecting it.

Grayhold Citadel, approx. 23:26

The citadel, despite the efforts of Netpatham, continues sinking. It appears as if the large amounts of Flux produced by the destruction and/or disruption of the spells spontaneously melted the HALI arrays without any distinction for the fact that they would have likely slowed the descent. Instability has no friends, sadly.

—

Upon the roof of one of the buildings within the network of facilities encompassing the meteor, a dark-haired elf peers through his glasses, examining what appear to be projectors. Virnul stares at the hard-light shield projectors, and listens to the apparent communication. I seriously doubt anybody within the meteor could hear besides him, as they are beneath around a network of dense stone and metal. Virnul speaks up.

Kalare asked for help? It looks like I shouldn't have to question this situation at all. A disembodied voice is telling me that Kalare, who is currently lying on the floor, completely freaking dead, of all people, asked for aid. Completely plausible.

==Beneath Grayhold Citadel==
:Activating floor:
:Floor generated:
Grayhold Citadel settles on a newly-generated hard-light floor. Which is being generated from much deeper in the Void, not from within Grayhol.
==The Meteor==
]>You're welcome.
*the controls drift down...and land right next to Virnul*
]>The controls have arrived. There are several standard defense patterns already incorporated, but additional defenses like EMP or more esoteric patterns can be deployed from here.
==Mainframe Communications Log==
>>I'll leave the line open, but I have nothing further to really add, other than that Red and Blue are not actually dead at the moment. Apparently there was a mistake. Or some such.
==HMAS Victor==
>>Ahem. Testing.
>>HEX Thaumic Intelligence to HMAS Victor, would you mind patching me through to the people know as Red and Blue?
>>Also, the Mainframe is heading your way right now. Might want to batten down hatches just in case.
==The Void==
==Somewhere Nearby The Twinmobile==
*a radio beacon drops out of a portal*
*it broadcasts a message...*
((See earlier message that didn't go.))
==Planet Express Headquarters and Spacestation DF-9==
>>Ahem. You may have noticed the recent deaths amongst your numbers.
>>I'm trying to get together everyone who can help to help with the counterstrike.
>>Also, I'm watching you, HAL.
==Earth, Project Binary's Chamber==
:I suppose that means that no aid is forthcoming on your part.:
==Limbo==
I quickly conjure some FOOD for the Everyman, and duplicates of his ARTIFACTS, which I give to him.
I then roll the Wily Octet at the Gatekeeper.
I also use the EVERYSHIELD and slow down time to an infinitesimal progression, then ram the Gatekeeper with it, and follow up by stabbing it with the EVERYSWORD.

I stare at Erelye.

Limbo:

As Amp/Zand attack the Gatekeeper with their requisite alchemies, Ultimatum and Helbringers, the souls of ~2,000,000 Crewmembers appear, getting to spend time in the afterlife being one of the upshots of Anachron's cryogenic technology, and all immediately arm themselves with spectral versions of standard equipment. Assault rifles, power armor, antimateriel gauss guns, fusion lances, light missile racks, hyperpulsed lases in the gigawatt range, all the familiar things. They exhaust all their ammo within a few seconds, supplies being scarce here, and realize retreat into more restful areas of the afterlife would be a good idea.

I roll the Chthonic Octave at the Gatekeeper!

Stuffchargesandstuff!

+1x2 to Erelye!

In space near Anachron:

A small recon vessel, little more than a torch drive with some plating, a power-armor control jack and a pair of medium-bore gatlings, noses around the outside of the vast field of varyingly-functional militant debris that surrounds Anachron, what remains of it. The Parasol fleet was not annihilated, you see, but only a few vessels, not properly equipped for battle, survived, and they have chosen to hide in the asteroid belt of Proxima Centauri, hopefully outside esoteric sensor range of the Foe. This little podship, fusion torch flaring periodically as it drifts among the neatly packed cubes of metal Erelye made of its allies' remains and the sparking, unpleasantly intact-looking hulks that were defensive orbiters for Anachron before the Control Core died. Once, for a few moments, a targeting laser paints the scout, then loses coherence again. Getting closer, the Third Manufactory is rather a frightening sight, a terrible display both of the Red God's power and of the nigh-invincibility of that which Parasol sought to destroy. The outer twenty miles of the vessel are still red-hot, pocked with massive craters where munitions or especially energy-dense shield cores detonated. Then there are the five huge cone-shaped gaps where major reactors failed, deep within the vessel, throwing hundreds of millions of tons of armor-composite into the vacuum as high-velocity plasma, and leaving both the exit wounds and everything in the path of the plasma cloud to hot to look at. A low-intensity communication signal, rife with corruption and in no language known to this dwarf, mumbles in the scout's ear, presumably some kind of standing order for the dead orbitals; "STANDBY... STANDBY... S∆ç˜Bˆµ... 穈嘥å... STANDBY... £§¬åµ∆π‘÷Ω..."
With terrifying abruptness, an automated PDC, presumably cut off from the main communication grid, opens fire, bouncing thousands of rounds off the scout's hull before he manages to get his guns on target and respond, disabling it but leaving him damaged and low on ammunition. "Returning to FTL Tug, command, I'm leakin' fuel."

">ACCEPTED."

Orbital Weapons
Mini-Ion Cannon 1/2
Mini-Bio Annihilator 4/4

5/5 For Healing or Building Mechanical Unit
5/5 for Text Based Magic
23/30 x1, 24/30x2 Magic

Battlefield: I use the gender spacestriker on limbo
Orbital Weapons:
Partial Inventory: Potion of Critmist II x19, Ultramarine, Ghosts of War, Gib Armageddon. Potion of Vis x27, The Redstick, Potion of Nectar x28, The Bulletdome, Potion Airdropper, iWeatherlord, Gender Spacestriker, Blueshifted, Potion of Crimson x1, Potion of Moonlight x1, Potion of Fortune x1, Potion of Fear x1, Potion of Hellsun x1, Azure Essense
Wilson's Shop: $92
Needed Dupes:

(Gender Airstriker AND Satellite) AND Azure Essence 8/11
(iWeatherman AND Blueshifter) AND Azure Essence 9/11
Sabre AND Azure Essence 10/11

+2 to wilson

-FseftrAI Consciousness-

Operator life detected.
Operator life detected.
CODE YELLOW.
Awaiting further instructions on matter...

-HMAS Ship-

I had the weirdest dream last night... or at least I think it was a dream...
Hmm?
Bear with me here, so, we died, and then went to a.. dead people processing centre... and met a grim reaper who was downright... peppy. He said we weren't actually dead and sent us back.
...okay.
Did you have the same dream by any chance?
...no. Why do you ask?
Well, I was thinking... maybe if you did, it might have actually happened...
Interesting...
Yeah, this is dumb, I'm just going to make us some breakfast.

As soon as Blue leaves the room, Red takes out an old notebook from his pocket. In the front, in messy crayon, is written Goals in Life. He flips to the first page.

Make my parents go away
Become super rich
Be the best mage ever
Write the best book ever

He flips forward a few pages, looking for a particular goal he put in a few years ago. He finds it, and crosses it out.

Find out if the afterlife exists.

He then flips another page forward, and writes down a new goal.

Discover the true nature of the afterlife.

-Xepra System-

The HMAS Victor floats in the middle of a fleet of hundreds of ships, a mere twenty billion kilometers from their destination. Xepra Solum, the only inhabitable planet in the system, and a major military planet for the Triumvirate. A Fortress World, which was guarded by a standing fleet and both orbital and land-based defenses, as well as whatever happened to be in the system.

FseftrAI repsonds to the incoming transmission.
Hello, HEX.
Very well, I have opened a secure communication channel for you.
All hatches are battened, might I inquire why Engie has seen fit to visit my ship?

Diamond && Concentrated Magic in a Jar && Wand 2/3
Supercomputer && Cold Fusion Power Cell 2/2 COMPLETE
Strohl Munitions AP-229 Plasgun && Star Cannon 2/4
Fusioncomputer && Nanites 1/3

I pull a Megashark out of Terraria and fire a long burst of Ichor Bullets at the Guardian, dealing damage and inflicting the Ichor debuff, which lowers defense. The weakening of the armor is then exploited with a series of slashes from the Breaker Blade, also swiped from Terraria. I finish the attack up by tossing a boulder or two at the Guardian with a Staff of Earth. (Three guesses where that weapon came from.)

=TURN ONE=

=CHARGE=
-31 / 50- Streamer? (Modpack'd, +4 total)
+1 to Modpack
+1 to Tazz

=ACTION=
I decide to COMBO with Crystalcat, and pull out a book labeled CRYSTAL STORM, which I use with deadly effect, unleashing a burst of crystals towards the Gatekeeper. I then follow up with another book labeled CURSED FLAMES, and fire a green burst of fire towards the Gatekeeper, lighting him on fire. I then end by attacking the Gatekeeper with THE MATERIAL PLANE, which is shooting NIGHT'S EDGES.

=???=
Begins on PAGE 293 of the FORGE THREAD.
PROGRESS: 1 / ?
REWARD: ???

I get DART FROG POISON and throw it at the GATEKEEPER.

I turn the Gatekeeper into a background color on the forums!

I follow up on the Terraria referencing by taking out the Blizzard Staff, raining icicles on the enemy, then taking out a Terra Blade and launching a deadly array of sword-beam-swords at the Gatekeeper. I then take out a bubble gun. The gatekeeper laughs at me for choosing such an absurd weapon, surely this must be a joke. But I'm dead serious. AND MY NAME ISN'T SHIRLEY. I then proceed to fire an incredibly deadly swarm of bubbles at the Gatekeeper, causing massive erosion damage to its shoulders. I then follow up by pulling out a book labelled RAZORBLADE TYPHOON, and unleash a deadly swarm of incredibly quick water saws at the Gatekeeper.
"Hmm. Well, yeah. I'm new. I came here about... an act ago. Anyways, I didn't really get much of that. Either way, my memory's a bit fuzzy on the specifics. Anyways, Scratch has the Fez, mostly because it was probably a legitimate mistake to have let that thing stay in Flare's possession. You'd swear he was a Slaking, with how much loafing around he does."
Charges Inc. 41/50
Space reserved for anyone who wants something??? 1/??
Potion Airdropper && Azure Essence = Potion Globedropper (Level 10: 8/11)
The Bulletdome && Azure Essence = The Bulletesseract (Level 10: 8/11)
I duplicate a potion of Critmist. (Potions of Critmist: 30)
I duplicate a potion of Nectar. (Potions of Nectar: 6)
ALCHEMY SHOP: Fseftr-25, Talist-4. Pay x in +2s for an alchemy that takes x posts on my end to make. Alternative pay methods can be discussed..

(Just a note, that 'not sure how it relates to my plot was me not being sure whether I wanted Eric to be the character involved in this. I've decided not to, I'm going to use this opportunity to bring back another character, I do not have time to make said post right now though)

PIT_ICARUS' TURN (3/3 Actions Remaining):
Apparently putting Kid Radd in an anagram machine gives me Did Dark: 34/45
Kolma Arcs: COMPLETE!
1985 Claws: 5/6
Palutena Bow [PALUTENA]: 2/3

Use the gambler ring and take the risk of more damage or a backfire.

Only Serpent has been killed, as she is my main protagonist and will finish her character arc in DTG3.

...where did everyone go? wh/\t h/\ppened?

eric? k/\l/\re?

I STAB THE GATEKEEPER. SEVEN THOUSAND TIMES. WITH SEVEN THOUSAND CLONES. OF ATHEIST'S GRIP.

Suddenly, a familiar figure that we are all too tired of seeing materializes in Limbo behind Kalare. It appears he is extending some part of his consciousness to Limbo.

Oh no you don't, Kalare Erelye. Get back here. Before you visit Split, we have some work to do.

There is a green flash, and an Alchemiter appears next to Raven.

If you're going after Split, you'll need a better weapon. Give me that wand.

Universal Power Ubercharge Meter: =========

Logic Cannon: 20/20 Complete! (I'll deploy this when we return to the Battlefield)

Fluorite Octet && Carbon Nanogel: 3/9

Small Hollow Nanoiron Torus: 2/2 Complete!

Laser Medium Canister: 2/?

==Actions==

While I'm waiting... I need to preview some things.

Lothyra previews iAntimak || Shotgun and iAntimak && Shotgun, as well as their descriptions. She then rolls the Fluorite Octet at the Limbo Gatekeeper.

It's time to go Guns Akimbo.

Bender pulls out the two copies of iAntimak Pistol and dual wields them, firing them at the Limbo Gatekeeper before using Guns Akimbo at the Gatekeeper.

<==

Everyone read last turn. It is of great importance. No post today, since this took a while to get done. Expect one tomorrow.

==To FseftrAI==

>>Engie being presently indisposed, the Mainframe is now running an AI. Engie managed to divert it before it attempted to park itself on Scratch, but it is heading your way.

==Limbo==

I realize that the Everyman has made a weapon that is capable of breaking the OP Scale. And do a double-take. I then resolve not to break it.

I proceed to materialize the Elesaber, and use all FIVE modes, including Surprise! to somehow

Burn the Gatekeeper

Surprise! it by stabbing a hole through the armor, at which point I

deprive it of air, Suffocating it,

Drown it,

and seal up the hole so that the Core continues to take damage for longer!

I then raise Gladius Dei and smite the Gatekeeper with the Holy Power of Notch!

After that, I pull out Hawking's Miss and swing it across the Gatekeeper's head, sucking it in, at which point I use the head as a projectile to shoot the Gatekeeper in the chest with.

Twin, I am SO incredibly sorry about making this post, but I must respond to a large amount of storyposts directed at me from other players. This does not mean that I am acting in any way in the combat zone. If you want me to remove it, just tell me, and I will.

I look over to Raven's manifestation, Hazel Wand in hand.

What exactly do you desire my aid in? Regardless, if you attempt to kill me with this wand, I can assure you that you will experience at least five seconds of intense immobilization and/or suffering.

I toss the bronze needlewand to Raven. It sails through the air, exuding a combination of amethyst energy, Grimdark power, Vis, and golden energy commonly attributed to the Quills of Echidna, with hints of green light.

I also attempt to establish a telepathic link with Astria.

Astria? Can you hear me?

—

Virnul scrutinizes the controls.

Thanks. Whoever you are.

—

Grayhold Citadel, approx. 20:49

As the hard-light floor is activated, a large explosion can be heard from the middle parts of the monolithic fortress. Flux Gas seeps out of a newly-formed hole in large quantities. The instability refracts the hard-light into itself (and the generators, if they exist). It appears as if my constant experimentation will be this place's downfall.

/storynull

Split.... Say the exact words this... voice said. Also, Twin, I PMed you. Can you please respond?

I play, create, and share with the GATEKEEPER! His mind becomes so full of wonder, creativity, and happiness that it explodes....

I !!!!!!! the Gatekeeper.

ErelyeResponse post. Don't worry. I don't intend to kill you. Remember that if I wanted you dead, you already would be. Words to live by. Now let's get alchemizing.

Hazel Wand && Magic Cueball = White Wand

White Wand && Alternate Erelyesoul = Soulbound Staff

Banhammer && Bottled Antipolarity = Bottled Anti-Godmodder

Soulbound Staff && Bottled Anti-Godmodder = Godmodder's Bane

Godmodder's Bane > Fine = Godslayer

GODSLAYER: A huge, silver scepter resembling the Black and White Kings' that can be shrunk down to wand size for easier wielding. It has miniature models of Minecraftia and its moon orbiting it. It seems not to be too effective in normal combat, but against godmodders like Piono, Split (yes I believe technically an Alpha Godmodder) and Richard, it will have devastating power. Well, maybe not against Richard. He probably has protection against that thing.

(Twin don't worry these are jokealchemies / RPalchemies. I never intend for any of these to be used in gameplay, and we'll see if they even get used in RP.)

Catch. After all, you're going to be the one to try and kill Piono for me.

...k/\l/\re? wh/\t's going on?

I TAKE OUT. ETERNITY'S SHYLOCK. AND EXAMINE IT. I THEN USE IT. ON THE GATEKEEPER.

7/9 Alchemy Thing

39/50 Weath Ray

My Action: I open a portal below the Gatekeeper, causing him to fall through it. If the teleportation fails, the Gatekeeper is shredded as stuff goes wrong. If it succeeds, it opens right on top of Doc Scratch in what he considers as an attack, prompting Doc Scratch to INSTANTLY KILL the Gatekeeper.

SCP Foundation Action: The SCP Foundation uses mind control to give SCP-239 orders to wipe Doc Scratch out of existance, exploiting the fact that her anomolous property is unlimited reality bending ability.

EXOS Action: EXOS summons triads to swarm Doc Scratch and waste his time by disrupting his attacks. It then points out that the OP Scale is broken because A: It cannot retcon nerfs onto something (namely, the Anti-Godmodder Field) after it is added (its ability blocks attacks from godmodders of all power levels, not even a psi-godmodder can do anything to anything inside the field directly), and B: if the godmodder made it (which he did, given by how he made the entire server) he would have set it to activate and nerf anyone more powerful than him (like a rogue psi-godmodder) to hell until he was more powerful than said godmodder again

Orbital Weapons
Mini-Ion Cannon 1/2
Mini-Bio Annihilator 4/4

5/5 For Healing or Building Mechanical Unit
5/5 for Text Based Magic
24/30 x1, 25/30x2 Magic

Battlefield: I ask the council what I've done to come here, and drink a potion of nectar
Orbital Weapons:
Partial Inventory: Potion of Critmist II x19, Ultramarine, Ghosts of War, Gib Armageddon. Potion of Vis x27, The Redstick, Potion of Nectar x27, The Bulletdome, Potion Airdropper, iWeatherlord, Gender Spacestriker, Blueshifted, Potion of Crimson x1, Potion of Moonlight x1, Potion of Fortune x1, Potion of Fear x1, Potion of Hellsun x1, Azure Essense
Wilson's Shop: $92
Needed Dupes:

(Gender Airstriker AND Satellite) AND Azure Essence 9/11
(iWeatherman AND Blueshifter) AND Azure Essence 10/11
Sabre AND Azure Essence 11/11

+2 to generic

-Generic's Shop-

I request First Aid Kit AND Azure Essence

-Limbo-

Processing information...
Optimizing dialogue...

Ah, hello, Split. This Minecraft account has come under... new management, so I'm afraid I am no longer an ally of yours.
Though I suppose you knew that already, being omniscient and all.
Nevertheless, neither I nor my operators bear any particular ill will towards you... Just out of curiosity, can the council observe or hear us?