The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
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I produce a huge sword and, with no drama whatsoever, attempt repeatedly to remove various parts of Chopper's body with extreme force.
Stuff charges!
+1x2 to Ire, for the express purpose of furthering this attempt at planning!
Anachronlog;
It has been more than a week since the huge vessel's reactivation, and while the evacuation took longer than expected, it's complete now, with the last few lunar freighters landing in their slots to be unloaded, then disassembled completely and compressed for storage as raw materials.
The surface of the Moon below seems... Empty. The crust carved out, emptied of everything worth collecting, Bedrock itself shaved down, in most places, to the last layer before reaching the Undervoid. Some of the continent-sized fires lit by Parasol's last battle still burn, molten hellholes too hostile even for the heaviest mining waldoes to traverse, and, in a few dozen places, new fires ignite one by one, the huge, simple, and efficient fission reactors that powered the entirety of the Lunar mining project stripped of useful parts and of coolant, then left to fail and burn, their cores still holding enough fuel to remain hot for centuries, slowly charring their way through the regolith.
An empty husk of a world, and, in high orbit, massive attitude rockets slowly turning it for its penultimate main impulse-drive burn before departing this area of the Multiverse altogether, the Anachron, a comparatively tiny chunk of metal with far too much gravity for its size, the wealth of an emptied world held in controlled singularities deep within her hull.
The tiny sparks of RCS engines stop, the last hangar doors close, and for a few moments there is stillness.
Then the main engines, five shallow bell-shapes composed of some black substance, far tougher than the rest of the hull, ignite in a long cone of purest white light, a thousand times brighter than the sun. A comet's tail of atomic fire streaming off into the vacuum, most of its particles moving at very nearly the speed of light, twenty million miles long, the Anachron nothing more than a black speck of metal at the thinnest end of the cone, invisible but to a polarized and computer-controlled telescope.
The last antimatter reactors on the ship, these engines, the only place where the horribly unstable, but very high energy stuff is worth keeping around in large quantities.
The crew, one must assume, are still dead, or not yet awakened, for at this rate of acceleration any soft-bodied living thing would be doing an interesting imitation of gritty red jam on the floor.
I pick up Paranoia and use him to bash some mobs to death when I see him take out the block, and throw his block off the tower.
"No."
"Just. No."
I then continue mowing down the Mob Army with assorted Portal-themed weaponry.
I put up another HALI shield over the cake and myself.
((@piono: IUPC, no evac.))
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[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 Phoenix (49/50) (Rise from the Ashes.) (ONE MORE!)
Golden (31/50) (Threefold its Champions, Fourfold it's forms...)
The Slag Shocker && Liquid Wither && Jarred Blizzard = The Effect-Slinger (Level 6: 4/7)
The Antagonist && The Sham && HALI Array = The Archenemy (Level 10: 8/11)
Fly Away Buff || (Lesser Bug Spray Elemental && ten quadrillion Bug spray cans && Air Freshener (to keep the Buff from smelling like Bug Spray 100% of the time)) = Nullus Cimex (Level 10: 9/11)
I moan for CogWynd's death. I appreciated him! I put a massive charge into him! He was using his awesome super-attack of awesome! I weep for CogWynd, which results in a pool of Lemon-Lime soda to form because Trickster Tears take the form of Lemon-Lime soda. It's so much soda that Destruction's owner (or the Creepers if he's dead, or the Spiders if they're all gone, or the Zombies if they're all gone, or the Skeletons if they're all gone) suddenly finds himself(/themselves) drowning in soda, which, naturally, is not a pleasant experience discounting the drowning bit. Soda really burns the skin! It's not at all fun! I then go into RAEG MOED, and grow to five times my size before unleashing a massive Death Laser from my eyes at Destruction's Owner (or the Creepers if he's dead, or the Spiders if they're all gone, or the Zombies if they're all gone, or the Skeletons if they're all gone) for five minutes. The compounded death radiation is so extreme that the area around him(them) inexplicably explodes. I then get over it, because war never changes and he's not the first nor the last.
I command the Ultimate Wily Capsule (on pain of a ridiculously cruel death) to attack Destruction's Owner unless he's dead, in which case, take down the S.S. Omega (in case that survived), unless that went down (most likely solution), in which case he's going to attack the Creepers, or the Spiders if they're all dead, or the Zombies if they are all dead, or the Skeletons if they are all dead.
((Okay, everyone that is interested in having a character join the IUPC please say out loud, I forgot to write down who was. Similarly, everyone who will be taking Eric's evacuation out please say so as well. Even if you are planning on trying to join the IUPC. And please state which characters are interested in each. Also, twin, are my spoils really already recharged or did you just forget to update them?))
Blue is showing up at Eric's request, whether she asks to join or even stays for the evacuation is questionable, but we'll see then.
Battlefield: I use the broken clock to killsteal the last owner, or if I can't, just shoot the mobs
Partial Inventory: Potion of Critmist II x34, Ultramarine, Militarism, Gib Eclipse. Potion of Vis x27, The Redstick, Potion of Nectar x23, Potion Globedropper, iWeatherlord, Gender Spacestriker, Potion of Crimson x2, Potion of Moonlight x2, Potion of Fortune x2, Potion of Fear x2, Potion of Hellsun x2, Azure Essense. The Lazuli Fencer, The Bulletesseract, Lapis Armour, Moon's Dagger, Wand of Inconvenience, Healing Blues, Ultramatter Grenade, Picnic Globestriker, Ultrafield, Builders United, The Ultracompound, The Lapis Steakhouse, The Blueshooter, Ultraversal Remote, The Broken Clock, Ultracharge Canteen, Bag of Hammerspace, The Clouders, The Blue Electrode, Ultracage, People Bait, Indigo Flames, The Ultraband, The Azure Armoury, Dreamer's Canteen, Ultra iHack, The Plug
Wilson's Shop: $238
Mindscape:
+2 to Wilson
Guide to Flashstepping AND Shoes AND Azure Essence 8/11
Insta-Teleporter AND Mind Reading Device AND Azure Essence 8/11
Magic Cueball AND Tablet on Wikipedia AND Azure Essence 8/11
Magic Room Blueprints -c Ea Mechanism x4 -c Ultracircle -c Thaumonomitron x2 -c Magical Apparati (Basically a massive collection of sundry magical stuff to round this room upgrade out, for flavor.) = Magic Room Upgrade 1/4
+1 to Tazz, +1 to Generic.
Libram Contractualis 9/25
Blue and Black, Guild and Mind 4/25
I may join the IUPC, depends on what exactly it is. I seem to have forgotten or not gotten a clear enough idea.
I pull out the Soul Wand and begin gesturing with it. My mouth moves as if chanting, but no words are heard. A sphere of a roiling foglike substance forms in front of me and, rushing forward, envelops The Chopper, surrounding him in the essence of silence. Another sphere of fog forms in front of me and abruptly spears forward into a spike, slicing through The Chopper. The silent field still around The Chopper begins to twist and contort, surrounding his head. He appears to be completely deafened, and I exploit this opportunity to morph the Soul Wand back into a facsimile of its original form, a knife, and slice him several times. His mouth opens in a soundless scream, and the waves of liquid silence flood into it, choking him. Some remains in his ears, continuing to deafen him.
The Chaos Eye becomes the Chaos Tendril. It has 150,000 HP. Each turn, it will capture one enemy, dealing 3000 damage and canceling its attack. Right now, it attacks no one because Comb Rave.
The Phoenix (50/50) (Rise from the Ashes.) (AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA)
thePhoenix(Alchemies MoorbladeParts) executing...
Golden (33/50) (Threefold its Champions, Fourfold it's forms... +1 from Crystal)
The Slag Shocker && Liquid Wither && Jarred Blizzard = The Effect-Slinger (Level 6: 5/7)
The Antagonist && The Sham && HALI Array = The Archenemy (Level 10: 9/11)
Fly Away Buff || (Lesser Bug Spray Elemental && ten quadrillion Bug spray cans && Air Freshener (to keep the Buff from smelling like Bug Spray 100% of the time)) = Nullus Cimex (Level 10: 10/11)
Hidden away in the Mainframe, having hitched a ride with the Engietech soldiers that went back and stowed away in an unsecured part of the ship in a shipping container large enough to hold all the pieces, my actual Minecraft Avatar (as opposed to myself) gets cracking. No way in hell I'd do this within GodCraft with all those Mimes around. That, and I'd only be here for a little while.
All the pieces of the ship are all in place-the new frame, the new armor plating, the new thrusters, the new Cockpit, the new Bedroom, the new medbay, the new luxury room, the new storage room, the new generator, the new miniguns and turrets, drone deployers, smoke deployer, the new Wave Motiion Gun, the new Rocket Turret... and the majjykal circles I am using to create the whole thing and mash it all together. All the miscellaneous parts are also in place-all the wiring, supplies, and other stuff. All that's missing is the Energy shielding, which will be incorporated just a little later.
This is it. A ton of Alchemization, planning and charge has gone into this one. Everything is in place, exactly in place. I'm not about to see it fail.
I tap my finger gently upon the edge of the first, outermost circle, with an Olive-colored glow surrounding it. The many pieces start to glow olive, and start levitating, and rapidly spinning around, restrained by the confines of the majjyk circle, but only by that. Slowly, however, the pieces start clinking together, weaving around each other in a powerful way. However, that's not all that's going on-the metals of the ship, where appropriate, are being morphed into a slight alloy of Divinium, a blessing courtesy of Mythos/Origin Wands/The Gate-Knocker and being able to fire/create *anything*. Divinium is included in the set of *anything,* but just in case I took a chip off of Markus prior to impacting it into Mythos with Brine earlier-either way I can get. It's ultimately going to wind up approximately ten parts per thousand, or 1% of the total metal, but that should be enough to have noticeable impact. I admit, this would be a whole lot easier with just the Alchemiter, but ultimately this method provides the opportunity to add some extra majjykal enhancement (aside from the Divinium Alloy-making). Specifically a Majjykal enchantment pertaining to my powers. Typically this would be temporary, but just as the ship itself finally clicks the last parts together and becomes whole, I tap upon the inner circle.
The glow intensifies-runes and glyphs of permanence were within that circle, which naturally make permanent whatever majjykal effects happened. This should not only subtly improve ship durability by making the pieces feel more 'glued' together, but also make the majjykal aura that was briefly present also permanent-making the ship itself imbued with every power I possess, to a considerably nerfed extent. It is infused with my essence and aura-not exactly a Soulbind, though. But what I did is permanent, and it's not going to go away anytime soon. The glow dissipates and the whole thing settles gently on the ground.
Now, for the easy part, the check. I pull out the ship key (shaped like a door), and press the button.
The Moorblade 2.0 revs to life, the lights going on and the door to the ship opening. I step inside and admire all the new fixtures. It's back from being a slab of wreckage, and stronger than it was before. I'm satisfied.
I teleport my avatar self and the Moorblade back to GodCraft.
Yes, the Moorblade 2.0 is an Alchemy, in a loose sense. It's the Void-Proof Armor, Voided Frame, HUD Cockpit, Top-Class Bedroom, Crimson Minienders, The Oblivionator, Laser Nerfers, Explosives Deployer, Gaseous Concouction System, Superfast Medbay, Hammerspace Storage, Phantascoria's Frenzy, Fear Itself, and the Satisfaction room, in no particular order. They're Level 9, 10, 8, 8, 10 (x4), 10, 10 (x4), 9 (x2), 6, 8, 10, 10, 10, and 8, in that exact order. Divinium is level 10 and is described as nigh-invincible, the material Markus was made of, but being in such small quantities that's only probably gonna amount to a minor boost. All of that just for reference for twin.
I check the New Moorblade's level and description.
I take the above exposition and bash it against a living PG entity at random. Exposition is an extremely effective weapon, ya' know? Also, I'll probably be at the IUPC explanation, if nothing else.
Let me. How do you think that will ever go through, even as a Neutral, when that equates to a near-Total Party Kill on everything just because one entity that you could only charge for 50 posts and isn't a Boss entity died? The godmodder only kills about 2 entites a round and you've probably killed 10 of them.
Good point, especially since a Finale Operandi would only normally deal 20,000 on one entity.
Because Endgame.
Also, Dimentio and the UOSS did this sort of thing before, remember?
Keep in mind that this is a [???] Entity. They can be super hostile or just plain mysterious.
1. Not an excuse to one-shot everyone. That kind of thing will get you beaten up by everyone within minutes if it goes through.
2. UOSS had charges given to him in the hundreds. This had 1 50 charge. Dimentio was a boss, this is a standard entity.
3. So, it's reskinned Neutral. Good. MAKES NO DIFFERENCE.
4. Those damages are ABSOLUTELY FREAKING ABSURD. Near Quarter-Million damage on every entity on the field doesn't seem unreasonable to you, neither does killing just about every damaged player in the game? This equates to, assuming 17 is players and Near Quarter-Million to entites, 17 of the 32 players and EVERY ENTITY ON THE FIELD SANS THE CHOPPER will die. Did Comb Raves even deal that much damage? Because i'm pretty sure they didn't.
If i recall correctly, only like 3-4 entites and a few players died from the UOSS.
Magic Room Blueprints -c Ea Mechanism x4 -c Ultracircle -c Thaumonomitron x2 -c Magical Apparati (Basically a massive collection of sundry magical stuff to round this room upgrade out, for flavor.) = Magic Room Upgrade 2/4
+1 to Tazz, +1 to Generic.
Libram Contractualis 10/25
Blue and Black, Guild and Mind 11/25 (+6 total this turn from Gutza)
Only now remembering to ward my mind against all this Indigo Flame flying around, I quickly prepare and cast two spells. Mind Blank and Permanency. Mind Blank protects the affected from all devices and spells that detect, influence, or read emotions or thoughts. Let's say this makes it harder to glean any information from my mindscape, but doesn't impede the entering of it. "Far be it from me to completely cut off such an interesting new gameplay mechanic, after all." Permanency simply makes permanent any magical effect, at a hefty magical cost. Which I can easily pay, of course. There, my already-existent mental wards are brought into narrative existence and further reinforced.
I decide to break from my current rut of magic and go into full dakka mode. I begin channeling Gaige the Mechromancer, instantly boost myself up to full Anarchy levels, massively increasing damage but decreasing accuracy by the same proportion, and pull out a Torgue shotgun. I also activate Close Enough, ensuring any missed shots have a chance to ricochet into The Chopper for halved damage. I run up to him at around melee range and fire several blasts from the shotgun, explosive pellets ripping into The Chopper and exploding. I jump back and pull out a Anarchist pistol, spraying bullets into The Chopper at a massive rate of fire, before pulling out The Shredder and revving it up, carving bloody lines of bullet-pierced flesh through The Chopper several times over before ceasing the attack.
Lothyra alchemizes Material Engineer's Handbook & Fluorite Decad and Nuclear Engineer's Handbook & Fluorite Decad, then rolls the Construction's Decad at The Chopper.
1. Not an excuse to one-shot everyone. That kind of thing will get you beaten up by everyone within minutes if it goes through.
2. UOSS had charges given to him in the hundreds. This had 1 50 charge.
3. So, it's reskinned Neutral. Good. MAKES NO DIFFERENCE.
4. Those damages are ABSOLUTELY FREAKING ABSURD. Near Quarter-Million damage on every entity on the field doesn't seem unreasonable to you, neither does killing just about every damaged player in the game? This equates to, assuming 17 is players and Near Quarter-Million to entites, 17 of the 32 players and
If i recall correctly, only like 3-4 entites and a few players died from the UOSS.
Unless Twin decides to nerf my kamikaze, that is.
But Hey, look on the bright side: at least we can try to get to the final trial quicker.
I stare at the League of Mobs. In all honesty, I am literally running off of minimum energy, seeing as I have spent the last 48.5 hours without sleep, at the time of writing this. Enjoyable. I feel empty on the inside, as if I were both cold, and internally dying. It was worth it. Anyhow, I draw the Writhing Stick. I twist the rod of living wood about in my nimble fingers, muttering to myself about the inevitability of death, or something of the sort. I point the rod into the League of Mobs, and channel a large amount of magical energies through the agonizing rod. Suddenly, several mobs in the crowd are impaled upon spikes of writhing wood, which happen to burst from the ground, evidently of their own volition. And, by 'own volition,' I mean that they are forced by my will alone. The spikes punch through the chests of the mobs in question, accompanied by a shower of red. The spikes continue to grow as they force themselves through the chests of the afflicted mobs. Slowly, twigs sprout from the writhing spikes, growing through the wounds their progenitors generated so magnanimously several moments earlier. I channel the agonizing magic of the Writhing Stick, fusing pure agony with the creatures in question. Their wounds automatically heal. This would not normally be agonizing, save for the fact that they are currently growing around the twigs and spikes. Hah. With a flick of the rod, the spikes suddenly accelerate forwards, skewering several more mobs. The writhing twigs and spikes of wood are soaked in red, along with scraps of flesh, bone, bodily tissue, and torn fragments of organs. Hah. I make an obscure gesture with the Writhing Stick moments afterward, and the tips of the spikes begin to twist upwards, bodies still skewered upon it. The spikes begin to twist around each other, slowly forming a singular gnarled trunk of writhing wood. Bark sprouts upon the smooth wood, slowly forming an actual tree. Yes, this means that the bodies sprout bark. Hah. The tree appears to be primarily untarnished. Well, there is the occasional limb sticking out, which I promptly sever, telekinetically. I flick the Writhing Stick once more. The trunk of the tree begins to sprout a plethora of branches, several of which immediately skewer mobs. I slide the Writhing Stick into my inventory, and proceed to telekinetically smash the tree, and all of the bodies within it, to pure energy. Essentia of multiple types spills to the floor, rapidly evaporating into the air in the form of Flux Gas. I watch as the remnant of the League of Mobs begin to asphyxiate from Flux Gas inhalation, along with suffering from the instability that Flux entails.
I draw the Golden Sunsticks. I immediately wave the twin wands, allowing them to obtain large amounts of artificial sunlight from literal frozen rays of sunlight I attained in the depths of an ancient temple, some time ago. I heal myself.
I begin a new charge, seeing as I now have a vacancy. Libratum Cogitatione 1/30.
Grayhold Citadel, approx. 13:26
I glance at the Curative Vat holding the pig. There is only one way to actually display what I can do with this ring. Or, rather, its transmutative abilities. Hah. I stride over to the large vat, and twist a valve on the side. Immediately, bubbles of essentia begin to flow into the water-filled vat. The pig seems unaffected. This is just to prevent it from drowning. It is usually automated, but there are certainly some exceptions. Afterwards, I silently walk to the side of the vat, staring at what is almost certainly a control panel. I pull a lever directly down. A click resounds throughout the room. I let go of the device, and the lever sails back into its original space, with another click. A hatch at the top of the Curative Vat immediately opens. Without another word, I telekinetically pull the pig out of the vat, placing it lightly on the floor before my form. After several moments, the pig regains consciousness, and looks about, before coming to stare at me. The effects of bodily transmutation on female pigs, test one. I incline my hand, and the crystal upon the ring adorning my finger turns to some sort of earthy green. I expend the remnants of the energy from the actual infusion of the item to automatically fuel Transmutation. The crystal begins to glow with a faint olive aura. Suddenly, there is a flash of olive light, obscuring the vision of all in the room. During this moment, the pig is suffering a most unpleasant transformation. The blood within its body slowly grows somewhat thicker, pumping through the heart with some difficulty. The blood itself begins to shift in color from red to jade. Slowly, the body of the pig shifts in form, the magic at hand lengthening its limbs, and overall transmuting its form into that of a humanoid. With several more seconds, the pig's skin fades to gray, and it begins to grow jet black hair upon its head, along with two candy corn-esque horns. Hah. Without as much as a moment, I telekinetically restrain the as-of-yet nameless troll, and pull a syringe out of my alchemical bag, striding towards the being. Without wasting as much as a moment, stab the syringe into the arm of the troll, pushing down on the plunger. At this point, I'd say the troll, now already rather surprised at having a far larger brain than a pig, and now suffering from whatever hormonal reactions troll females tend to. I haven't any clue. However, the troll/pig immediately begins panting heavily, likely in shock from my sudden syringe-work. Hah. I wait for several moments, as the troll's breathing returns to a normal rate. At this point, I pull the syringe from the troll, and stare at the liquid now within. The jade blood glints in the dim light of the overhead lamps as I nod to myself, placing the syringe into a nearby Servoconverter. I channel the energy of the ring's creation once more, and there is another flash of olive light, and the troll transforms into a generic human male. Interesting. After another moment, and another flash of olive light, the human/troll/pig becomes a Dersite carapacian. Mhm. I return the pig to it's initial state, before telekinetically flinging it into the Curative Vat once more, and sealing the hatch with a pull of the lever. The pig is very much awake in the vat. I force some sedatives into the vat with a push of a button. This will be a valuable research asset. I could do anything to a living being. Well, likely not First Guardians, dream demons, et cetera. Essentially, I can manipulate the bodies of anything not exponentially more powerful than I in any way whatsoever. Brilliant.
Grayhold Citadel, approx. 13:51
25/25 Expended. Hah.
After around half an hour of doing who knows what, I traverse the labyrinthine halls of Grayhold, examining things of note as I walk past. I've just had some sort of research breakthrough regarding the basis of Nihil Parva. This could be rather beneficial. Who knew crystal wisps were so potent? But, that's a story for another time. You do not want to know of my exploits in the field of wisps. They would either make you think I am utterly insane, which is a reasonable response, or make you think I am some sort of intellectual genius, something that probably isn't accurate. I silently stride across the Greatwood planks serving as the floor, walking down the hall, to what appears to be another infusion chamber, one that appears to have been where the first forays into mass-Runic Shielding occurred. I take an abrupt left, slowly opening an Arcane Door, and slipping in. I am immediately faced with a very small room with a rather high ceiling. Shelves line the walls. I grab a purple crystal off of a shelf, along with a bottle of Concentrated Vis, an Arcane Singularity, and a Primal Charm. In all seriousness, holding Arcane Singularities inside of mundane storage rooms is absurdly dangerous. One bump, and they could burst into a literal arcane singularity, tearing a chunk out of this room, and likely the ones around it as well. It's a health and safety concern. I'll address it after the infusion. As such, I exit the storage room, quietly shutting the Arcane Door behind me as I leave. Then, I walk further down the hall, passing faint balls of Nitor, dim Arcane Lamps, and other similarly bright objects affixed to the wall, dimmed by what appears to be a combination of natural wards and Gaseous Tenebrae. Hah. I enter the medium-sized infusion room, glaring down from the balcony at the Infusion Altar, before taking the flight of stairs on the right down. I place the Concentrated Vis, the Vis Crystal, the Arcane Singularity (extremely cautiously), and the Primal Charm upon four of the surrounding pedestals in a symmetrical manner, before placing the ring I just finished explaining a mere half hour ago upon the central pedestal, in its Sorcerous mode. In one fluid motion, I draw the Hazel Wand, and tap the Runic Matrix with it lightly, stepping back several meters, back onto the stairs, as I do so. The Runic Matrix immediately begins receiving copious amounts of essentia from the Essentia Reservoirs in the east wall, the runes upon the actual matrix glowing with aubergine light. A few sparks of aubergine light burst from the core of the Matrix, but nothing excessively serious. The infusion shifts to its second stage, consuming the items. A spark of aubergine lightly arcs towards the Arcane Singularity, and I duck towards it, shielding it from a near-cataclysmic reaction. A minute later, it is finished. The ring upon the central pedestal is obscured by a burst of mauve sparks, and reappears, exactly the same as it was beforehand. I take the ring, and place it upon my finger once more. The Sorcerous form has acquired a new active attack, Nodal Outburst, a two turn charge. Hah. I keep the Ring of Sorcery in its Sorcerous mode, and finally prepare it for actual sight in combat.
Ring of Sorcery: Current Mode Active: Sorcerous. Red Matter IIII Primal III Nodal Outburst III
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But Hey, look on the bright side: at least we can try to get to the final trial quicker.
>Implying killing every entity and forcing a majority of players to waste a turn, crippling our damage output against the godmodder for what would amount to forever at this point in the game would be a positive
>Also implying we wouldn't continuously make sure you couldn't dare to try to make an entity out of spite and fear by killing you at every point we got
>Implying killing every entity and forcing a majority of players to waste a turn, crippling our damage output against the godmodder for what would amount to forever at this point in the game would be a positive
[Sinp]
>Also implying we wouldn't continuously make sure you couldn't dare to try to make an entity out of spite and fear by killing you at every point we got
I'll remove the player damage and cut the entity damage by half. There, Happy? /null
>Implying killing every entity and forcing a majority of players to waste a turn, crippling our damage output against the godmodder for what would amount to forever at this point in the game would be a positive
>Also implying we wouldn't continuously make sure you couldn't dare to try to make an entity out of spite and fear by killing you at every point we got.
I second the above.
/null
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[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 produce a huge sword and, with no drama whatsoever, attempt repeatedly to remove various parts of Chopper's body with extreme force.
Stuff charges!
+1x2 to Ire, for the express purpose of furthering this attempt at planning!
Anachronlog;
It has been more than a week since the huge vessel's reactivation, and while the evacuation took longer than expected, it's complete now, with the last few lunar freighters landing in their slots to be unloaded, then disassembled completely and compressed for storage as raw materials.
The surface of the Moon below seems... Empty. The crust carved out, emptied of everything worth collecting, Bedrock itself shaved down, in most places, to the last layer before reaching the Undervoid. Some of the continent-sized fires lit by Parasol's last battle still burn, molten hellholes too hostile even for the heaviest mining waldoes to traverse, and, in a few dozen places, new fires ignite one by one, the huge, simple, and efficient fission reactors that powered the entirety of the Lunar mining project stripped of useful parts and of coolant, then left to fail and burn, their cores still holding enough fuel to remain hot for centuries, slowly charring their way through the regolith.
An empty husk of a world, and, in high orbit, massive attitude rockets slowly turning it for its penultimate main impulse-drive burn before departing this area of the Multiverse altogether, the Anachron, a comparatively tiny chunk of metal with far too much gravity for its size, the wealth of an emptied world held in controlled singularities deep within her hull.
The tiny sparks of RCS engines stop, the last hangar doors close, and for a few moments there is stillness.
Then the main engines, five shallow bell-shapes composed of some black substance, far tougher than the rest of the hull, ignite in a long cone of purest white light, a thousand times brighter than the sun. A comet's tail of atomic fire streaming off into the vacuum, most of its particles moving at very nearly the speed of light, twenty million miles long, the Anachron nothing more than a black speck of metal at the thinnest end of the cone, invisible but to a polarized and computer-controlled telescope.
The last antimatter reactors on the ship, these engines, the only place where the horribly unstable, but very high energy stuff is worth keeping around in large quantities.
The crew, one must assume, are still dead, or not yet awakened, for at this rate of acceleration any soft-bodied living thing would be doing an interesting imitation of gritty red jam on the floor.
happen
Somehow, I ended up GM-ing this thing over at Bay12;
http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=149024.870
I pick up Paranoia and use him to bash some mobs to death when I see him take out the block, and throw his block off the tower.
"No."
"Just. No."
I then continue mowing down the Mob Army with assorted Portal-themed weaponry.
I put up another HALI shield over the cake and myself.
((@piono: IUPC, no evac.))
[Client thread/INFO] [Natura]: TConstruct, we're going to take over the world!
Act 2! +1 to Generic, +1 to Erelye!
The Phoenix (49/50) (Rise from the Ashes.) (ONE MORE!)
Golden (31/50) (Threefold its Champions, Fourfold it's forms...)
The Slag Shocker && Liquid Wither && Jarred Blizzard = The Effect-Slinger (Level 6: 4/7)
The Antagonist && The Sham && HALI Array = The Archenemy (Level 10: 8/11)
Fly Away Buff || (Lesser Bug Spray Elemental && ten quadrillion Bug spray cans && Air Freshener (to keep the Buff from smelling like Bug Spray 100% of the time)) = Nullus Cimex (Level 10: 9/11)
I moan for CogWynd's death. I appreciated him! I put a massive charge into him! He was using his awesome super-attack of awesome! I weep for CogWynd, which results in a pool of Lemon-Lime soda to form because Trickster Tears take the form of Lemon-Lime soda. It's so much soda that Destruction's owner (or the Creepers if he's dead, or the Spiders if they're all gone, or the Zombies if they're all gone, or the Skeletons if they're all gone) suddenly finds himself(/themselves) drowning in soda, which, naturally, is not a pleasant experience discounting the drowning bit. Soda really burns the skin! It's not at all fun! I then go into RAEG MOED, and grow to five times my size before unleashing a massive Death Laser from my eyes at Destruction's Owner (or the Creepers if he's dead, or the Spiders if they're all gone, or the Zombies if they're all gone, or the Skeletons if they're all gone) for five minutes. The compounded death radiation is so extreme that the area around him(them) inexplicably explodes. I then get over it, because war never changes and he's not the first nor the last.
I command the Ultimate Wily Capsule (on pain of a ridiculously cruel death) to attack Destruction's Owner unless he's dead, in which case, take down the S.S. Omega (in case that survived), unless that went down (most likely solution), in which case he's going to attack the Creepers, or the Spiders if they're all dead, or the Zombies if they are all dead, or the Skeletons if they are all dead.
Blue is showing up at Eric's request, whether she asks to join or even stays for the evacuation is questionable, but we'll see then.
Alchemies
Billy Bazooka && Remingchopper = The Pitcher's Power (9/9)
The Grammar Nazi > Fine = Syntaxidermy (7/11)
Mental Element > Fine = Mentaleev (7/11)
Action
I heal the three most injured AG Excelsior players with the Black Hand.
I jump towards a faction owner. I then steal his/her soul!
I throw a bomb at the League of Mobs! It makes the area act like it's peaceful, so it kills some mobs!
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
Orbital Weapons
Mini-Ion Cannon 2/2
Mini-Bio Annihilator 4/4
5/5 for Text Based Magic
Battlefield: I use the broken clock to killsteal the last owner, or if I can't, just shoot the mobs
Partial Inventory: Potion of Critmist II x34, Ultramarine, Militarism, Gib Eclipse. Potion of Vis x27, The Redstick, Potion of Nectar x23, Potion Globedropper, iWeatherlord, Gender Spacestriker, Potion of Crimson x2, Potion of Moonlight x2, Potion of Fortune x2, Potion of Fear x2, Potion of Hellsun x2, Azure Essense. The Lazuli Fencer, The Bulletesseract, Lapis Armour, Moon's Dagger, Wand of Inconvenience, Healing Blues, Ultramatter Grenade, Picnic Globestriker, Ultrafield, Builders United, The Ultracompound, The Lapis Steakhouse, The Blueshooter, Ultraversal Remote, The Broken Clock, Ultracharge Canteen, Bag of Hammerspace, The Clouders, The Blue Electrode, Ultracage, People Bait, Indigo Flames, The Ultraband, The Azure Armoury, Dreamer's Canteen, Ultra iHack, The Plug
Wilson's Shop: $238
Mindscape:
+2 to Wilson
Guide to Flashstepping AND Shoes AND Azure Essence 8/11
Insta-Teleporter AND Mind Reading Device AND Azure Essence 8/11
Magic Cueball AND Tablet on Wikipedia AND Azure Essence 8/11
Tempo's showing up, but he's not staying on the Tardis. Or joining.
Cat drawn by me. Accepting requests, depending on a lot of things. DTG Atsume: http://www.imgur.com/a/tij95
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Turn 2/3
Ea Contrivance >Fine = Ea Mechanism 11/11 COMPLETE!
Happiness Essence && Colorful Essence && April Fools 2015 Essence && Wands = Colorful Wands 6/11
Paradox's Wand >Fine = Fenestrated Wand 3/8
Magic Room Blueprints -c Ea Mechanism x4 -c Ultracircle -c Thaumonomitron x2 -c Magical Apparati (Basically a massive collection of sundry magical stuff to round this room upgrade out, for flavor.) = Magic Room Upgrade 1/4
+1 to Tazz, +1 to Generic.
Libram Contractualis 9/25
Blue and Black, Guild and Mind 4/25
I may join the IUPC, depends on what exactly it is. I seem to have forgotten or not gotten a clear enough idea.
I pull out the Soul Wand and begin gesturing with it. My mouth moves as if chanting, but no words are heard. A sphere of a roiling foglike substance forms in front of me and, rushing forward, envelops The Chopper, surrounding him in the essence of silence. Another sphere of fog forms in front of me and abruptly spears forward into a spike, slicing through The Chopper. The silent field still around The Chopper begins to twist and contort, surrounding his head. He appears to be completely deafened, and I exploit this opportunity to morph the Soul Wand back into a facsimile of its original form, a knife, and slice him several times. His mouth opens in a soundless scream, and the waves of liquid silence flood into it, choking him. Some remains in his ears, continuing to deafen him.
0rigin Point.
Avatar by TwinBuilder.
> what
> how could this
> how could this be
> ...
> fine
> lets get on with this
The Chaos Eye becomes the Chaos Tendril. It has 150,000 HP. Each turn, it will capture one enemy, dealing 3000 damage and canceling its attack. Right now, it attacks no one because Comb Rave.
I witness the Comb Rave.
Oh no
Act 3! +1 to Generic, +1 to Erelye!
The Phoenix (50/50) (Rise from the Ashes.) (AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA)
thePhoenix(Alchemies MoorbladeParts) executing...
Golden (33/50) (Threefold its Champions, Fourfold it's forms... +1 from Crystal)
The Slag Shocker && Liquid Wither && Jarred Blizzard = The Effect-Slinger (Level 6: 5/7)
The Antagonist && The Sham && HALI Array = The Archenemy (Level 10: 9/11)
Fly Away Buff || (Lesser Bug Spray Elemental && ten quadrillion Bug spray cans && Air Freshener (to keep the Buff from smelling like Bug Spray 100% of the time)) = Nullus Cimex (Level 10: 10/11)
Hidden away in the Mainframe, having hitched a ride with the Engietech soldiers that went back and stowed away in an unsecured part of the ship in a shipping container large enough to hold all the pieces, my actual Minecraft Avatar (as opposed to myself) gets cracking. No way in hell I'd do this within GodCraft with all those Mimes around. That, and I'd only be here for a little while.
All the pieces of the ship are all in place-the new frame, the new armor plating, the new thrusters, the new Cockpit, the new Bedroom, the new medbay, the new luxury room, the new storage room, the new generator, the new miniguns and turrets, drone deployers, smoke deployer, the new Wave Motiion Gun, the new Rocket Turret... and the majjykal circles I am using to create the whole thing and mash it all together. All the miscellaneous parts are also in place-all the wiring, supplies, and other stuff. All that's missing is the Energy shielding, which will be incorporated just a little later.
This is it. A ton of Alchemization, planning and charge has gone into this one. Everything is in place, exactly in place. I'm not about to see it fail.
I tap my finger gently upon the edge of the first, outermost circle, with an Olive-colored glow surrounding it. The many pieces start to glow olive, and start levitating, and rapidly spinning around, restrained by the confines of the majjyk circle, but only by that. Slowly, however, the pieces start clinking together, weaving around each other in a powerful way. However, that's not all that's going on-the metals of the ship, where appropriate, are being morphed into a slight alloy of Divinium, a blessing courtesy of Mythos/Origin Wands/The Gate-Knocker and being able to fire/create *anything*. Divinium is included in the set of *anything,* but just in case I took a chip off of Markus prior to impacting it into Mythos with Brine earlier-either way I can get. It's ultimately going to wind up approximately ten parts per thousand, or 1% of the total metal, but that should be enough to have noticeable impact. I admit, this would be a whole lot easier with just the Alchemiter, but ultimately this method provides the opportunity to add some extra majjykal enhancement (aside from the Divinium Alloy-making). Specifically a Majjykal enchantment pertaining to my powers. Typically this would be temporary, but just as the ship itself finally clicks the last parts together and becomes whole, I tap upon the inner circle.
The glow intensifies-runes and glyphs of permanence were within that circle, which naturally make permanent whatever majjykal effects happened. This should not only subtly improve ship durability by making the pieces feel more 'glued' together, but also make the majjykal aura that was briefly present also permanent-making the ship itself imbued with every power I possess, to a considerably nerfed extent. It is infused with my essence and aura-not exactly a Soulbind, though. But what I did is permanent, and it's not going to go away anytime soon. The glow dissipates and the whole thing settles gently on the ground.
Now, for the easy part, the check. I pull out the ship key (shaped like a door), and press the button.
The Moorblade 2.0 revs to life, the lights going on and the door to the ship opening. I step inside and admire all the new fixtures. It's back from being a slab of wreckage, and stronger than it was before. I'm satisfied.
I teleport my avatar self and the Moorblade back to GodCraft.
Yes, the Moorblade 2.0 is an Alchemy, in a loose sense. It's the Void-Proof Armor, Voided Frame, HUD Cockpit, Top-Class Bedroom, Crimson Minienders, The Oblivionator, Laser Nerfers, Explosives Deployer, Gaseous Concouction System, Superfast Medbay, Hammerspace Storage, Phantascoria's Frenzy, Fear Itself, and the Satisfaction room, in no particular order. They're Level 9, 10, 8, 8, 10 (x4), 10, 10 (x4), 9 (x2), 6, 8, 10, 10, 10, and 8, in that exact order. Divinium is level 10 and is described as nigh-invincible, the material Markus was made of, but being in such small quantities that's only probably gonna amount to a minor boost. All of that just for reference for twin.
I check the New Moorblade's level and description.
I take the above exposition and bash it against a living PG entity at random. Exposition is an extremely effective weapon, ya' know? Also, I'll probably be at the IUPC explanation, if nothing else.
Because Endgame.
Also, Dimentio and the UOSS did this sort of thing before, remember?
Keep in mind that this is a [???] Entity. They can be super hostile or just plain mysterious.
/null
I'll be making my great escape now!
1. Not an excuse to one-shot everyone. That kind of thing will get you beaten up by everyone within minutes if it goes through.
2. UOSS had charges given to him in the hundreds. This had 1 50 charge. Dimentio was a boss, this is a standard entity.
3. So, it's reskinned Neutral. Good. MAKES NO DIFFERENCE.
4. Those damages are ABSOLUTELY FREAKING ABSURD. Near Quarter-Million damage on every entity on the field doesn't seem unreasonable to you, neither does killing just about every damaged player in the game? This equates to, assuming 17 is players and Near Quarter-Million to entites, 17 of the 32 players and EVERY ENTITY ON THE FIELD SANS THE CHOPPER will die. Did Comb Raves even deal that much damage? Because i'm pretty sure they didn't.
If i recall correctly, only like 3-4 entites and a few players died from the UOSS.
Turn 3/3
Happiness Essence && Colorful Essence && April Fools 2015 Essence && Wands = Colorful Wands 7/11
Paradox's Wand >Fine = Fenestrated Wand 4/8
Magic Room Blueprints -c Ea Mechanism x4 -c Ultracircle -c Thaumonomitron x2 -c Magical Apparati (Basically a massive collection of sundry magical stuff to round this room upgrade out, for flavor.) = Magic Room Upgrade 2/4
+1 to Tazz, +1 to Generic.
Libram Contractualis 10/25
Blue and Black, Guild and Mind 11/25 (+6 total this turn from Gutza)
Only now remembering to ward my mind against all this Indigo Flame flying around, I quickly prepare and cast two spells. Mind Blank and Permanency. Mind Blank protects the affected from all devices and spells that detect, influence, or read emotions or thoughts. Let's say this makes it harder to glean any information from my mindscape, but doesn't impede the entering of it. "Far be it from me to completely cut off such an interesting new gameplay mechanic, after all." Permanency simply makes permanent any magical effect, at a hefty magical cost. Which I can easily pay, of course. There, my already-existent mental wards are brought into narrative existence and further reinforced.
I decide to break from my current rut of magic and go into full dakka mode. I begin channeling Gaige the Mechromancer, instantly boost myself up to full Anarchy levels, massively increasing damage but decreasing accuracy by the same proportion, and pull out a Torgue shotgun. I also activate Close Enough, ensuring any missed shots have a chance to ricochet into The Chopper for halved damage. I run up to him at around melee range and fire several blasts from the shotgun, explosive pellets ripping into The Chopper and exploding. I jump back and pull out a Anarchist pistol, spraying bullets into The Chopper at a massive rate of fire, before pulling out The Shredder and revving it up, carving bloody lines of bullet-pierced flesh through The Chopper several times over before ceasing the attack.
0rigin Point.
Avatar by TwinBuilder.
+2 to Crystal
Universal Power Ubercharge Meter: 7/9
Wilson Money: $2
From the Sidelines: 6/50
True WAAAAAAAGH: 15/20
Construction's Decad: 11/11 Complete!
Electrified Decad: 11/11 Complete!
Planet Express Ship 2.0: 10/11
==Actions==
==Excavate==
Excellent.
Lothyra alchemizes Material Engineer's Handbook & Fluorite Decad and Nuclear Engineer's Handbook & Fluorite Decad, then rolls the Construction's Decad at The Chopper.
In the grim darkness of an imprisoned Minecraftia, there is only war.
Lothyropolis
Unless Twin decides to nerf my kamikaze, that is.
But Hey, look on the bright side: at least we can try to get to the final trial quicker.
/null
I'll be making my great escape now!
Hazel Wand: IIIIII (SCRATCHED.)
Runic Shielding: 100%
Amulet of Runic Shielding && Amulet of Void && Vis Storage Amulet && Mixed Crystal Cluster = Vis's Amulet (4/6)
Ethereal Wisp 25/25! (Tazz'd x3)
Truth's Hats 24/50
Eldarium Curse 2/50
+1 to Amp; +1 to Tazz.
I stare at the League of Mobs. In all honesty, I am literally running off of minimum energy, seeing as I have spent the last 48.5 hours without sleep, at the time of writing this. Enjoyable. I feel empty on the inside, as if I were both cold, and internally dying. It was worth it. Anyhow, I draw the Writhing Stick. I twist the rod of living wood about in my nimble fingers, muttering to myself about the inevitability of death, or something of the sort. I point the rod into the League of Mobs, and channel a large amount of magical energies through the agonizing rod. Suddenly, several mobs in the crowd are impaled upon spikes of writhing wood, which happen to burst from the ground, evidently of their own volition. And, by 'own volition,' I mean that they are forced by my will alone. The spikes punch through the chests of the mobs in question, accompanied by a shower of red. The spikes continue to grow as they force themselves through the chests of the afflicted mobs. Slowly, twigs sprout from the writhing spikes, growing through the wounds their progenitors generated so magnanimously several moments earlier. I channel the agonizing magic of the Writhing Stick, fusing pure agony with the creatures in question. Their wounds automatically heal. This would not normally be agonizing, save for the fact that they are currently growing around the twigs and spikes. Hah. With a flick of the rod, the spikes suddenly accelerate forwards, skewering several more mobs. The writhing twigs and spikes of wood are soaked in red, along with scraps of flesh, bone, bodily tissue, and torn fragments of organs. Hah. I make an obscure gesture with the Writhing Stick moments afterward, and the tips of the spikes begin to twist upwards, bodies still skewered upon it. The spikes begin to twist around each other, slowly forming a singular gnarled trunk of writhing wood. Bark sprouts upon the smooth wood, slowly forming an actual tree. Yes, this means that the bodies sprout bark. Hah. The tree appears to be primarily untarnished. Well, there is the occasional limb sticking out, which I promptly sever, telekinetically. I flick the Writhing Stick once more. The trunk of the tree begins to sprout a plethora of branches, several of which immediately skewer mobs. I slide the Writhing Stick into my inventory, and proceed to telekinetically smash the tree, and all of the bodies within it, to pure energy. Essentia of multiple types spills to the floor, rapidly evaporating into the air in the form of Flux Gas. I watch as the remnant of the League of Mobs begin to asphyxiate from Flux Gas inhalation, along with suffering from the instability that Flux entails.
I draw the Golden Sunsticks. I immediately wave the twin wands, allowing them to obtain large amounts of artificial sunlight from literal frozen rays of sunlight I attained in the depths of an ancient temple, some time ago. I heal myself.
I begin a new charge, seeing as I now have a vacancy. Libratum Cogitatione 1/30.
Grayhold Citadel, approx. 13:26
I glance at the Curative Vat holding the pig. There is only one way to actually display what I can do with this ring. Or, rather, its transmutative abilities. Hah. I stride over to the large vat, and twist a valve on the side. Immediately, bubbles of essentia begin to flow into the water-filled vat. The pig seems unaffected. This is just to prevent it from drowning. It is usually automated, but there are certainly some exceptions. Afterwards, I silently walk to the side of the vat, staring at what is almost certainly a control panel. I pull a lever directly down. A click resounds throughout the room. I let go of the device, and the lever sails back into its original space, with another click. A hatch at the top of the Curative Vat immediately opens. Without another word, I telekinetically pull the pig out of the vat, placing it lightly on the floor before my form. After several moments, the pig regains consciousness, and looks about, before coming to stare at me. The effects of bodily transmutation on female pigs, test one. I incline my hand, and the crystal upon the ring adorning my finger turns to some sort of earthy green. I expend the remnants of the energy from the actual infusion of the item to automatically fuel Transmutation. The crystal begins to glow with a faint olive aura. Suddenly, there is a flash of olive light, obscuring the vision of all in the room. During this moment, the pig is suffering a most unpleasant transformation. The blood within its body slowly grows somewhat thicker, pumping through the heart with some difficulty. The blood itself begins to shift in color from red to jade. Slowly, the body of the pig shifts in form, the magic at hand lengthening its limbs, and overall transmuting its form into that of a humanoid. With several more seconds, the pig's skin fades to gray, and it begins to grow jet black hair upon its head, along with two candy corn-esque horns. Hah. Without as much as a moment, I telekinetically restrain the as-of-yet nameless troll, and pull a syringe out of my alchemical bag, striding towards the being. Without wasting as much as a moment, stab the syringe into the arm of the troll, pushing down on the plunger. At this point, I'd say the troll, now already rather surprised at having a far larger brain than a pig, and now suffering from whatever hormonal reactions troll females tend to. I haven't any clue. However, the troll/pig immediately begins panting heavily, likely in shock from my sudden syringe-work. Hah. I wait for several moments, as the troll's breathing returns to a normal rate. At this point, I pull the syringe from the troll, and stare at the liquid now within. The jade blood glints in the dim light of the overhead lamps as I nod to myself, placing the syringe into a nearby Servoconverter. I channel the energy of the ring's creation once more, and there is another flash of olive light, and the troll transforms into a generic human male. Interesting. After another moment, and another flash of olive light, the human/troll/pig becomes a Dersite carapacian. Mhm. I return the pig to it's initial state, before telekinetically flinging it into the Curative Vat once more, and sealing the hatch with a pull of the lever. The pig is very much awake in the vat. I force some sedatives into the vat with a push of a button. This will be a valuable research asset. I could do anything to a living being. Well, likely not First Guardians, dream demons, et cetera. Essentially, I can manipulate the bodies of anything not exponentially more powerful than I in any way whatsoever. Brilliant.
Grayhold Citadel, approx. 13:51
25/25 Expended. Hah.
After around half an hour of doing who knows what, I traverse the labyrinthine halls of Grayhold, examining things of note as I walk past. I've just had some sort of research breakthrough regarding the basis of Nihil Parva. This could be rather beneficial. Who knew crystal wisps were so potent? But, that's a story for another time. You do not want to know of my exploits in the field of wisps. They would either make you think I am utterly insane, which is a reasonable response, or make you think I am some sort of intellectual genius, something that probably isn't accurate. I silently stride across the Greatwood planks serving as the floor, walking down the hall, to what appears to be another infusion chamber, one that appears to have been where the first forays into mass-Runic Shielding occurred. I take an abrupt left, slowly opening an Arcane Door, and slipping in. I am immediately faced with a very small room with a rather high ceiling. Shelves line the walls. I grab a purple crystal off of a shelf, along with a bottle of Concentrated Vis, an Arcane Singularity, and a Primal Charm. In all seriousness, holding Arcane Singularities inside of mundane storage rooms is absurdly dangerous. One bump, and they could burst into a literal arcane singularity, tearing a chunk out of this room, and likely the ones around it as well. It's a health and safety concern. I'll address it after the infusion. As such, I exit the storage room, quietly shutting the Arcane Door behind me as I leave. Then, I walk further down the hall, passing faint balls of Nitor, dim Arcane Lamps, and other similarly bright objects affixed to the wall, dimmed by what appears to be a combination of natural wards and Gaseous Tenebrae. Hah. I enter the medium-sized infusion room, glaring down from the balcony at the Infusion Altar, before taking the flight of stairs on the right down. I place the Concentrated Vis, the Vis Crystal, the Arcane Singularity (extremely cautiously), and the Primal Charm upon four of the surrounding pedestals in a symmetrical manner, before placing the ring I just finished explaining a mere half hour ago upon the central pedestal, in its Sorcerous mode. In one fluid motion, I draw the Hazel Wand, and tap the Runic Matrix with it lightly, stepping back several meters, back onto the stairs, as I do so. The Runic Matrix immediately begins receiving copious amounts of essentia from the Essentia Reservoirs in the east wall, the runes upon the actual matrix glowing with aubergine light. A few sparks of aubergine light burst from the core of the Matrix, but nothing excessively serious. The infusion shifts to its second stage, consuming the items. A spark of aubergine lightly arcs towards the Arcane Singularity, and I duck towards it, shielding it from a near-cataclysmic reaction. A minute later, it is finished. The ring upon the central pedestal is obscured by a burst of mauve sparks, and reappears, exactly the same as it was beforehand. I take the ring, and place it upon my finger once more. The Sorcerous form has acquired a new active attack, Nodal Outburst, a two turn charge. Hah. I keep the Ring of Sorcery in its Sorcerous mode, and finally prepare it for actual sight in combat.
Ring of Sorcery: Current Mode Active: Sorcerous. Red Matter IIII Primal III Nodal Outburst III
>Implying killing every entity and forcing a majority of players to waste a turn, crippling our damage output against the godmodder for what would amount to forever at this point in the game would be a positive
>Also implying we wouldn't continuously make sure you couldn't dare to try to make an entity out of spite and fear by killing you at every point we got
I'll remove the player damage and cut the entity damage by half. There, Happy? /null
I'll be making my great escape now!
I second the above.
/null
[Client thread/INFO] [Natura]: TConstruct, we're going to take over the world!