Remington 420 && Every Call of Duty game && Essence of all CoD Squeakers = Shrek'd Prepubescence (5/9)
SCP-219 && Snipealarmer = Resonance Alarmer (1/?)
Speakonia USB && Vocaloid 4 Editor && Reality Majyyks && Scribe's Wands = Something that can use computer voices to attack (1/?)
Action
I rip off one of the Bleak's nails and shove it through an array of 51,239 shredders. I then dump fluoroantimonic acid over the remains, give the remains a deadly test and then feed the results of the test through a Scantron suffering from SCP-1292. The Scantron is rigged to explode, taking the remains of the nail with it. I then pull out the Thaumic Aspectblaster and fire the Electrum aspect (added by Gregtech) at the remains of the nail, causing it to get fried by 10,000,000,000 V of electricity.
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Join Date:
5/20/2014
Posts:
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Location:
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Minecraft:
dandeman13
Member Details
Post I
Meditation (unlocks a realm ) 13/15
Critical Strike 13/20
Void parasite hatching on the cable 4/5
I love this cactus...
GAH... AAAARGH
???: Muhahahahahahaha
???: You will die cable, and then everything else
??? CHARGE 1/51
??? CHARGE 53234\13492384
??? CHARGE 2\54321
I mind punch ???
Me: What the heck are you doing... in my Brain?
???: WHAT? you resisted that... must be much less powerful...
Me: First of all, you can not create such ridiculous charges
???: Why not?
Me: THERE ARE RULES, and if you break them you will get people so angry at us... and it will be rejected by the godmodder, noob
???: Isn't he on our side
Me: Yes, but he... STOP IT, you don't even know how games work
???: But I'm from a game
Me: Really? What game, candy land?
???: Your funny, no I'm from L- wait a minute why should I tell you? You will probably punch me out of your brain
ME: What's stopping me from doing that right now
???: good point, I will give you magic powers if you do one of my charges
ME: They better be good
???: They are, now
THE MOON IS RISING 13/50
ME: Wait a minute, I already have 3 charges and you cant start that that high
???: Well, I stole your meditation
ME: I'm going to kill you
???: Not if you want your powers
ME: grumble
???: Is my charge done yet?
ME: SHUT UP ,I hate this cactus
I bang my head against the cable until I run out of energy.
OR I respawn if I'm dead
THE MOON IS RISING
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I pour a bunch of Molten Gold onto the Bleak's Ribcage/Wings in an attempt to melt them.
I +2 Wilson.
Gaia's Bow 4/40
Quiver Conundrum 29/50
Ultimate Skulltop 9/50
Miniature Red Sun && Iron Shield = Solar Shields 1/11
Points Constellate && Gaea Leaf = Ends of the Earth (Level 10: 5/11)
Aries Pin && Psionic Program = Rust Psionic Program 2/5
(Potions of Critmist: 24)(Potions of Nectar: 2)
ALCHEMY SHOP: Talist-10, Gutza1-20, Tazz-25, crystal-24, pit-2, net-3. Pay x in +2s for an alchemy that takes x posts on my end to make. Alternative pay methods can be discussed.
10/50 Magnificent Manes Men's Hair Club
10/50 Atlanta Meat Armor
7/14 Thu'um Boombox
Healing a random Team Excelsior with the No Joke.
I'd attack The Bleak, but i kinda am in the Mime Preservation Organisation and it'd look bad on my resume. I check on the cake instead, since i don't know if something happened to it.
I cut up the Nails/Ribcage/Wings with the True Monado, then momentarily steal Tazz's Pinkyshear alchemy thing to cut off the pinky.
I +2 Wilson.
Skaia's Bow 5/40
Quiver Conundrum 30/50
Ultimate Skulltop 10/50
Miniature Red Sun && Iron Shield = Solar Shields 2/11
Points Constellate && Gaea Leaf = Ends of the Earth (Level 10: 6/11)
Aries Pin && Psionic Program = Rust Psionic Program 3/5
(Potions of Critmist: 24)(Potions of Nectar: 2)
ALCHEMY SHOP: Talist-10, Gutza1-20, Tazz-25, crystal-24, pit-2, net-3. Pay x in +2s for an alchemy that takes x posts on my end to make. Alternative pay methods can be discussed.
I alchemize Roleplay Slayer Halberd && Warded Mirror && Eldritch Tentacle (1/???), mainly due to paranoia-spawned reasons I won't get into. A Warded Mirror is essentially an indestructible mirror which both reverts the nature of whatever is sent into it, and reflects it back upon the source. Essentially, I'm attempting to create a centralized device which protects me from the effects of the Roleplay Slayer Halberd. And, by me, I mean everything I am consistently involved in (Grayholdian affairs, elven Sburb, myself, et cetera). Just in case any prying eyes try to threaten me.
Regarding Vis's Amulet, I'm mildly surprised that it was a lower level than the initial Amulet of Void. You know, that thing I made specifically to counter any and all luck-based assaults against me? But, no matter, I suppose.
I turn to stare at The Bleak, strangely not twitching nor reacting in any way upon sighting its horrific visage, whether voluntary or otherwise. The harbingers of the apocalypse shall prevail only in the destruction of this world, I think. But, when has my knowledge ever been correct or satisfactory? But, I digress. This is not the time to doubt that which shall be slain by the Rave of the one who will both claim and utilize it. Hah. I point the Soul Wand at The Bleak, quite clearly attempting to speak, but finding that no sound can be made, along with the vast majority of the things incapable of piercing the veil of silence. Slowly, mime souls begin to swirl around the wand, silently miming out scenes of destruction, terror, death, and demise, smiles upon their faces. This is not unsettling in the least, I assure you. Well, unless you are somehow terrified by the concepts of the unknown, which you should not be. It is all inevitable. The real question is that of when it shall occur. Mist begins to congregate around the wand, serving as a medium for the jubilant mime souls to pass through within their eternal pantomimes, energizing the mist with the abilities of the four-shadowed mimes which they once existed as. Or, rather, what I think they once were. I am not actually certain of what these mimes were before they became mime souls. Perhaps they were always mime souls, perceiving all of reality with a silent stare. Anyhow, the mist steadily grows in size, pointed and angular clouds of pure mist congregating around the wand, energized with the aforementioned abilities of the four-shadowed. Things seem to emerge in the clouds of mist. The apocalypse, the end of all life, the shattered forms of all of the beings treading around this server, and the swift mental degradation of everything, upon the arrival of some green man with an ultimatum. They say he would not kill a snake. I think otherwise. He killed not a snake, but a split. Perhaps the harbingers of the apocalypse do not realize this. Suddenly, something appears in the mist. It appears to be a golden shape, pulsating with the energies of creation. I blink several times, peering through the mist in an attempt to better see this core mechanism. Yes, I know what it is. The core gear of the Divine Hammer. Abruptly, tendrils of golden light, pure knowledge, energized by the aspect for which they serve, flow from the gear. Why is nobody reacting? Can you not see the design? Everything seems to become very clear. Lines and words seem to flow off of the gear's tendrils, indicating to me a semblance of its composition and construction. Hah. This is excellent. Divine constructs, at my disposal, or rather, the ability to generate them. This is magnificent. I realize something, as the tendrils of knowledge and light extend towards me. This... this is all in my head. And, with that simple realization, everything goes black. I open my eyes once more, to see that I am within a cloud of mist, holding the Soul Wand. The mist is heavy with the energies of creation, for some reason. I do not see why. It was obviously a dream. The grins of the mime souls seem to grow even larger as they pass by. Hah. I direct the Soul Wand to face The Bleak, and fire mist dense enough to cleave through bedrock directly into its Ribcage, piercing it in moments. The mime souls begin to dance as they slowly evaporate into the wand once more, every layer of skin at a time. I mentally record everything the vision showed me on the nature and construction of the power core of the Divine Hammer. Even if it was a vision, it might have some basis in fact. Or, at least, it was likely a vision. One cannot be too certain on these matters.
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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.
I continue to wield the Soul Wand, for some bizarre reason. The Curse of Repetitiveness may fall down on me, but this thing is designed to kill mimes, and I'm not going to miss a good opportunity when men far more intelligent than I seek to indirectly help slay the harbingers of the apocalypse. I call upon the souls of the four-shadowed, in an attempt to better dampen the pernicious nature of these mimes. Then again, The Bleak is far from pernicious. More like constantly a threat to all of reality, and everything in it, inclusive of the hypothetical realms of supposed nonexistence commonly affixed within the realms of mere suggestions and thoughts. The mime souls gather around The Bleak, completely impervious to any and all damage dealt against them. That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die, after all. I would not suggest asking how I got a hold of Abdul Alhazred's maddened text. You wouldn't believe the tales I would tell, after all. I assure you, having to kill for books suggests that you are either insane, that they are of great value, or that the person withholding them from you is psychopathically insane. The mimes continue to crowd around The Bleak, grinning and staring in a mildly disconcerting manner. They all begin to silently dance in unison, shuddering and moving in a completely comprehensible manner, to me, at least. There seems to be some sort of pattern in the dancing, as if it were trying to reveal something to me personally. No, that obviously isn't true. I am not nearly important enough to draw the attention of the mime souls. Perhaps I am being slowly driven mad by this rod of souls. I cannot be certain, though I have certainly seen an increase in the number of whispers, screams, shouts, and mutterings in my mind since I first obtained the Soul Wand. The mimes abruptly stand still, staring at The Bleak, their faces serving as masks of happiness that likely contain the true meaning of death, despair, destruction, and oblivion within, in the uttermost depths of the cores. I cannot state with accuracy what they withhold from me. I do not know. Slowly, the mime souls form a small clearing in the crowd, and a singular mime soul silently walks forth, not taking its eyes off of The Bleak, despite the fact that its body was facing the near-opposite direction, the cracking of its neck making no sound. The mime soul stands in the near-center of the clearing in the crowd, before beginning to pantomime some sort of horrifying situation wherein a monolithic demonic beast is brutally dissected to the point of incomprehensibility, and helplessness. Suddenly, The Bleak begins to peel apart, bits of severed mime parts hitting the floor, and melting into puddles of pallid, clammy flesh, frozen to the ground itself. The mimes do not take their eyes off of the Bleak as it slowly falls to pieces, slowly disappearing. Hah. Who knew a ribcage could peel apart? This is quite fascinating.
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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.
Battlefield: I cut the mime's nails with the lazuli fencer.
Partial Inventory: Potion of Critmist II x34, Ultramarine, Militarism, Gib Eclipse. Potion of Vis x27, The Redstick, Potion of Nectar x13, 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: $246
Mindscape: Look at a random memory
+2 to Wilson
Indigo Flames AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 1/11 = A charm that protects mindscapes
Godmodding Essence AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence = A charm that protects against low level godmodding and resists higher level godmodding
Vis AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence = A charm that protects or resists against magic of all sorts
My Action: I taunt SCP-2317 by showing that I am the only one who does combat operandi by doing combat operandi: 1st ESFB to attack the Nail on Bleak.
Fleetmind Action: "Wait a minute. The OP Scale is not the Railroader. The force-teraport successfully killed the ACN TURRET ITSELF once, and now it is unable to beat something that is definitely weaker than the ACN Turret (the ACN turret is the most powerful weapon of the godmodder)? Try again, with more power."
SCP-2317 Action: Just because I cant do Combat Operandi doesnt mean that I cant fake it. I summon SCP-001, have it attack the Rib Cage, and then desecrate some sacred items because combat operandis do that.
Within several moments, I shift my weapon, allowing the Soul Wand to float before me, seemingly emanating silence. I replace the wand with another, one which took quite a bit longer to obtain. I draw the Hazel Wand, staring at the Bleak, a stoic expression upon my face. Immediately, I point the Hazel Wand at the Bleak, several words burning themselves directly into the floor. They appear to be 'Oculus occidit. Maleficis annuit coeptis. Morte oculis novus ordo seclorum. Et tempus mortis aeternalis.' The skin of the Bleak instantaneously begins to dry, shining further into its body. Within several moments, it begins to crack and dissolve. Within the cracks, some sort of temporal rust begins to form, saturating the wounds with some sort of indescribable object. Slowly, words are carved into the ribcage of the Bleak, repeated over and over, upon each other at some points. Et tempus mortis aeternalis. Repeatedly, and over each other, without any distinction for comprehensibility. The Bleak appears to wither, slowly, bits of it sinking into themselves, colliding, and imploding silently. Gray energy begins to leak from the words, slowly forming a monolithic crowd of mime souls, all watching the Bleak with smiling faces, and bloodstained fingers. They crawl upon the Bleak, peeling the flesh off with their bare hands, removing that which is not needed. The mime souls in the back, waiting to leap upon the Bleak, carve a singular phrase into all of their limbs. Et tempus mortis aeternalis. The entire crowd of mimes souls, now all upon the Bleak, continues the Hazel Wand's work, carving the same sentence into the flesh of the Bleak, immune to any and all assault. They methodically tear out strips of flesh, ignoring the raging of the self-proclaimed harbingers of the apocalypse. The Author of the tome I recovered in Limbo was/is far more intelligent than I, and he saw no threat, merely disconcerting ogles. I must find out who he was. But, now, the matter at hand. There are several people I'd like to meet, and will likely never get a chance. Seeing as Ms. Lalonde is likely going to be eradicated by the Beat Mesa, and the Author of the Tome is likely dead, lost in a timeline long doomed to history, though I could swear I have seen his writing somewhere, that is. Perhaps I am merely insane, and desiring to meet people who I perceive as both my intellectual superiors, and far more morally correct than I, yet sustaining similar experiences, for all it's worth. The mime souls begin to crawl into the Bleak through the strips of flesh they tear off, slowly ripping it to shreds on the inside, tearing at the Ribcage in particular, tearing at it with a concealed hatred. They carve a singular phrase into the interior of the Bleak repeatedly as well. Et tempus mortis aeternalis. Some sort of temporal rust begins to form in the markings made, slowly destroying the Bleak from both within and without. With a flick of the Hazel Wand, the mime souls vanish, as if they were never here at all. Perhaps I was just imagining things. Hah.
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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.
Battlefield: I throw an ultramatter grenade at the nails, and use both orbital weapons
Partial Inventory: Potion of Critmist II x34, Ultramarine, Militarism, Gib Eclipse. Potion of Vis x27, The Redstick, Potion of Nectar x13, 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, Sonic's Shoes, The Thoughtporter, Wiki Cueball
Wilson's Shop: $248
Mindscape:
+2 to Wilson
Indigo Flames AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 2/11
Godmodding Essence AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 2/11
Vis AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 2/11
I look up the Build page on the Wiki Cueball and scroll down to read what he's currently doing.
Battlefield: I use my 5/5 charge to write up a magical contract banishing a nail from Godcraft.
Partial Inventory: Potion of Critmist II x34, Ultramarine, Militarism, Gib Eclipse. Potion of Vis x27, The Redstick, Potion of Nectar x13, 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, Sonic's Shoes, The Thoughtporter, Wiki Cueball
Wilson's Shop: $250
Mindscape:
+2 to Wilson
Indigo Flames AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 3/11
Godmodding Essence AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 3/11
Vis AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 3/11
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Alchemies
Remington 420 && Every Call of Duty game && Essence of all CoD Squeakers = Shrek'd Prepubescence (5/9)
SCP-219 && Snipealarmer = Resonance Alarmer (1/?)
Speakonia USB && Vocaloid 4 Editor && Reality Majyyks && Scribe's Wands = Something that can use computer voices to attack (1/?)
Action
I rip off one of the Bleak's nails and shove it through an array of 51,239 shredders. I then dump fluoroantimonic acid over the remains, give the remains a deadly test and then feed the results of the test through a Scantron suffering from SCP-1292. The Scantron is rigged to explode, taking the remains of the nail with it. I then pull out the Thaumic Aspectblaster and fire the Electrum aspect (added by Gregtech) at the remains of the nail, causing it to get fried by 10,000,000,000 V of electricity.
+2 to Crystal
Universal Power Ubercharge Meter: 7/9
Wilson Money: $2
From the Sidelines: 10/50
True WAAAAAAAGH: 20/20 Complete! Saving for later...
Material Engineer's Handbook & Fluorite Decad: 5/11
Nuclear Engineer's Handbook & Fluorite Decad: 5/11
iBoomstick: 4/11
==Actions==
==Excelsior==
Doctor Octogonapus turns to the Ribcage. It's time. He opens the mouth of his robot, and...
DOCTOR OCTOGONAPUS-
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((tl;dr he uses D.O.B. on the Ribcage.))
==Excavate==
Lothyra blasts The Chopper with The Heavy Light.
In the grim darkness of an imprisoned Minecraftia, there is only war.
Lothyropolis
I TAKE. A FRYING PAN. SHARPEN IT. IN A FORGE. AND USE IT. TO CUT. THE CABLE.
I take one of the Bleak's nails, rip it off, and eat it. Yeah, the whole thing, with a fork.
The Chaos Tendril wraps itself around Wilson and chokes him.
Astria disembarks from the TARDIS. oh god. mimes. She uses CHARON'S WRATH on the Bleak.
Oh no
Twin, could you please display the Thorndroids' health like this?
Thorndroids: 1/1 (x40000)
Also, I have edited my post. Could you requote it?
/Null
Post I
Meditation (unlocks a realm ) 13/15
Critical Strike 13/20
Void parasite hatching on the cable 4/5
I love this cactus...
GAH... AAAARGH
???: Muhahahahahahaha
???: You will die cable, and then everything else
??? CHARGE 1/51
??? CHARGE 53234\13492384
??? CHARGE 2\54321
I mind punch ???
Me: What the heck are you doing... in my Brain?
???: WHAT? you resisted that... must be much less powerful...
Me: First of all, you can not create such ridiculous charges
???: Why not?
Me: THERE ARE RULES, and if you break them you will get people so angry at us... and it will be rejected by the godmodder, noob
???: Isn't he on our side
Me: Yes, but he... STOP IT, you don't even know how games work
???: But I'm from a game
Me: Really? What game, candy land?
???: Your funny, no I'm from L- wait a minute why should I tell you? You will probably punch me out of your brain
ME: What's stopping me from doing that right now
???: good point, I will give you magic powers if you do one of my charges
ME: They better be good
???: They are, now
THE MOON IS RISING 13/50
ME: Wait a minute, I already have 3 charges and you cant start that that high
???: Well, I stole your meditation
ME: I'm going to kill you
???: Not if you want your powers
ME: grumble
???: Is my charge done yet?
ME: SHUT UP ,I hate this cactus
I bang my head against the cable until I run out of energy.
OR I respawn if I'm dead
THE MOON IS RISING
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I pour a bunch of Molten Gold onto the Bleak's Ribcage/Wings in an attempt to melt them.
I +2 Wilson.
Gaia's Bow 4/40
Quiver Conundrum 29/50
Ultimate Skulltop 9/50
Miniature Red Sun && Iron Shield = Solar Shields 1/11
Points Constellate && Gaea Leaf = Ends of the Earth (Level 10: 5/11)
Aries Pin && Psionic Program = Rust Psionic Program 2/5
(Potions of Critmist: 24)(Potions of Nectar: 2)
ALCHEMY SHOP: Talist-10, Gutza1-20, Tazz-25, crystal-24, pit-2, net-3. Pay x in +2s for an alchemy that takes x posts on my end to make. Alternative pay methods can be discussed.
Cat drawn by me. Accepting requests, depending on a lot of things. DTG Atsume: http://www.imgur.com/a/tij95
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'10-'5-'3-'3 1'-[7']-'3 '10-8'-{'3}-['10]-4'-7'
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I take out a huge nail cutter and cut the bleak's nails off!
I then attack the ribcage with BATTLE TECHNIQUE: SLINGSHOT LV. 5
I'll be making my great escape now!
+2 to Crystal
Universal Power Ubercharge Meter: 7/9
Wilson Money: $2
From the Sidelines: 11/50
Material Engineer's Handbook & Fluorite Decad: 6/11
Nuclear Engineer's Handbook & Fluorite Decad: 6/11
iBoomstick: 5/11
==Actions==
==Excavate==
Lothyra mans a turret against the Chopper.
In the grim darkness of an imprisoned Minecraftia, there is only war.
Lothyropolis
10/50 Magnificent Manes Men's Hair Club
10/50 Atlanta Meat Armor
7/14 Thu'um Boombox
Healing a random Team Excelsior with the No Joke.
I'd attack The Bleak, but i kinda am in the Mime Preservation Organisation and it'd look bad on my resume. I check on the cake instead, since i don't know if something happened to it.
-----
No Joke
UBER: 12 Charges
Ubercharge, Kritz, Wither, Joker Gas, MMMPH
Avatar is Terrible Terry Hintz from LISA - The Painful RPG.
I cut up the Nails/Ribcage/Wings with the True Monado, then momentarily steal Tazz's Pinkyshear alchemy thing to cut off the pinky.
I +2 Wilson.
Skaia's Bow 5/40
Quiver Conundrum 30/50
Ultimate Skulltop 10/50
Miniature Red Sun && Iron Shield = Solar Shields 2/11
Points Constellate && Gaea Leaf = Ends of the Earth (Level 10: 6/11)
Aries Pin && Psionic Program = Rust Psionic Program 3/5
(Potions of Critmist: 24)(Potions of Nectar: 2)
ALCHEMY SHOP: Talist-10, Gutza1-20, Tazz-25, crystal-24, pit-2, net-3. Pay x in +2s for an alchemy that takes x posts on my end to make. Alternative pay methods can be discussed.
Cat drawn by me. Accepting requests, depending on a lot of things. DTG Atsume: http://www.imgur.com/a/tij95
1'-[7']-{'3}-'3-'3 '6-11'-7'-6'-7' '1-{'3}-8'-12'-'3-2'
'10-'5-'8-'11 1'-[7']-8'-7'-'3 '2-11'-2'-'9-7'
'10-'5-'3-'3 1'-[7']-'3 '10-8'-{'3}-['10]-4'-7'
'10-{'3}-'3-'3-'6-8'-4' {'3}-11'-2'-'9-7'
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Hazel Wand: IIIIII (SCRATCHED.)
Runic Shielding: 100%
Ring of Sorcery: Current Mode Active: Sorcerous. Red Matter IIII Primal III Nodal Outburst III
Libratum Cogitatione 7/30 (Tazz'd x2)
Truth's Hats 30/50 (Tazz'd x2)
Eldarium Curse 6/50
+1 to Amp; +1 to Tazz.
I alchemize Roleplay Slayer Halberd && Warded Mirror && Eldritch Tentacle (1/???), mainly due to paranoia-spawned reasons I won't get into. A Warded Mirror is essentially an indestructible mirror which both reverts the nature of whatever is sent into it, and reflects it back upon the source. Essentially, I'm attempting to create a centralized device which protects me from the effects of the Roleplay Slayer Halberd. And, by me, I mean everything I am consistently involved in (Grayholdian affairs, elven Sburb, myself, et cetera). Just in case any prying eyes try to threaten me.
Regarding Vis's Amulet, I'm mildly surprised that it was a lower level than the initial Amulet of Void. You know, that thing I made specifically to counter any and all luck-based assaults against me? But, no matter, I suppose.
I turn to stare at The Bleak, strangely not twitching nor reacting in any way upon sighting its horrific visage, whether voluntary or otherwise. The harbingers of the apocalypse shall prevail only in the destruction of this world, I think. But, when has my knowledge ever been correct or satisfactory? But, I digress. This is not the time to doubt that which shall be slain by the Rave of the one who will both claim and utilize it. Hah. I point the Soul Wand at The Bleak, quite clearly attempting to speak, but finding that no sound can be made, along with the vast majority of the things incapable of piercing the veil of silence. Slowly, mime souls begin to swirl around the wand, silently miming out scenes of destruction, terror, death, and demise, smiles upon their faces. This is not unsettling in the least, I assure you. Well, unless you are somehow terrified by the concepts of the unknown, which you should not be. It is all inevitable. The real question is that of when it shall occur. Mist begins to congregate around the wand, serving as a medium for the jubilant mime souls to pass through within their eternal pantomimes, energizing the mist with the abilities of the four-shadowed mimes which they once existed as. Or, rather, what I think they once were. I am not actually certain of what these mimes were before they became mime souls. Perhaps they were always mime souls, perceiving all of reality with a silent stare. Anyhow, the mist steadily grows in size, pointed and angular clouds of pure mist congregating around the wand, energized with the aforementioned abilities of the four-shadowed. Things seem to emerge in the clouds of mist. The apocalypse, the end of all life, the shattered forms of all of the beings treading around this server, and the swift mental degradation of everything, upon the arrival of some green man with an ultimatum. They say he would not kill a snake. I think otherwise. He killed not a snake, but a split. Perhaps the harbingers of the apocalypse do not realize this. Suddenly, something appears in the mist. It appears to be a golden shape, pulsating with the energies of creation. I blink several times, peering through the mist in an attempt to better see this core mechanism. Yes, I know what it is. The core gear of the Divine Hammer. Abruptly, tendrils of golden light, pure knowledge, energized by the aspect for which they serve, flow from the gear. Why is nobody reacting? Can you not see the design? Everything seems to become very clear. Lines and words seem to flow off of the gear's tendrils, indicating to me a semblance of its composition and construction. Hah. This is excellent. Divine constructs, at my disposal, or rather, the ability to generate them. This is magnificent. I realize something, as the tendrils of knowledge and light extend towards me. This... this is all in my head. And, with that simple realization, everything goes black. I open my eyes once more, to see that I am within a cloud of mist, holding the Soul Wand. The mist is heavy with the energies of creation, for some reason. I do not see why. It was obviously a dream. The grins of the mime souls seem to grow even larger as they pass by. Hah. I direct the Soul Wand to face The Bleak, and fire mist dense enough to cleave through bedrock directly into its Ribcage, piercing it in moments. The mime souls begin to dance as they slowly evaporate into the wand once more, every layer of skin at a time. I mentally record everything the vision showed me on the nature and construction of the power core of the Divine Hammer. Even if it was a vision, it might have some basis in fact. Or, at least, it was likely a vision. One cannot be too certain on these matters.
Ouch! i did it too big
Turn 1
My Actions: See Below
(Godmodder's Tower) I cannot Target anything other than the Mouth the Ribcage and Nails... http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2014/264/7/e/spazfishlarge_by_carredondo-d801xr5.png but i WARRGARBLL AGAINSTTHEBLEAK'SNAILSFORNEARTWINJAINGTHEUPDATETHENIUSEDTHESTEELDIAMONDKATANATORIPHISNAILSAPPARTTHENISMASHTHEMONMYFACE!
KILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL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(Wilson's Shop) N/A
(Others) +1 to Talist; +1 to Irecreeper
Starry Mage's Action: I use the Twinsaw to saw off his Nails.
Tower Plans: Link to Forge (My own Updating Post)
Special things Alchemy and Charges:
Project Storm in the Works... Inside and outside Godcraft 18/50
Remilia Scarlet has been finally defeated! but there is a mysterious portal to the Basement. 46/50 (Summoning Fl__dre Scar__t.)
Thinking about Reviving Mokou and knowing about Birds... (If Twin approves i will Revive Mokou) 46/50
Nuclear Waste OOO Potion of Disease = ??? 1/2! (This is a part of the Ultimate Venom Cycle)
my 5 Special Charges that is part of Project Storm, Nova and Genesis. (These cannot start yet due to 3 active 50 charges)
??? 0/50 Cannot Start yet.
??? 0/50 Cannot Start yet.
??? 0/50 Cannot Start yet.
??? 0/50 Cannot Start yet.
??? 0/50 Cannot Start yet.
Charge Storage: 16 (+1 from Amperz +1 from Irecreeper +2 from Pokefan +6 from Talist +6 from Kage_Yaiba)
Others i have.
Total Damage so Far: 200250 Damage
Steel Diamond Katana Stats
Level 1
Damage 1500 to 2500 or it maybe Randomized or Flexible
Damage/Experience til Next level 19250/50000
Wilson's Shop total Price and Wealth: $14
Item Reserves Super Smash Ball 1x Elixir 1x $6 Gold Coins 990x Potion of Regeneration III/Super Regen Potion 2x $4 Cueball of Power 1x Barbatos' Fury (Permanent Equipment) Advanced Crossbow (Permanent Equipment)In the world that we are beating some stuff now.
Now that Happened! Where we all begins.
When Worlds Collide in Destroy The Godmodder, There is the massive Colosseum that holds all that onslaught.
Hazel Wand: IIIIII (SCRATCHED.)
Runic Shielding: 100%
Ring of Sorcery: Current Mode Active: Sorcerous. Red Matter IIII Primal III Nodal Outburst III
Roleplay Slayer Halberd && Warded Mirror && Eldritch Tentacle (2/???)
Libratum Cogitatione 8/30
Truth's Hats 31/50
Eldarium Curse 7/50
+1 to Amp; +1 to Tazz.
I continue to wield the Soul Wand, for some bizarre reason. The Curse of Repetitiveness may fall down on me, but this thing is designed to kill mimes, and I'm not going to miss a good opportunity when men far more intelligent than I seek to indirectly help slay the harbingers of the apocalypse. I call upon the souls of the four-shadowed, in an attempt to better dampen the pernicious nature of these mimes. Then again, The Bleak is far from pernicious. More like constantly a threat to all of reality, and everything in it, inclusive of the hypothetical realms of supposed nonexistence commonly affixed within the realms of mere suggestions and thoughts. The mime souls gather around The Bleak, completely impervious to any and all damage dealt against them. That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die, after all. I would not suggest asking how I got a hold of Abdul Alhazred's maddened text. You wouldn't believe the tales I would tell, after all. I assure you, having to kill for books suggests that you are either insane, that they are of great value, or that the person withholding them from you is psychopathically insane. The mimes continue to crowd around The Bleak, grinning and staring in a mildly disconcerting manner. They all begin to silently dance in unison, shuddering and moving in a completely comprehensible manner, to me, at least. There seems to be some sort of pattern in the dancing, as if it were trying to reveal something to me personally. No, that obviously isn't true. I am not nearly important enough to draw the attention of the mime souls. Perhaps I am being slowly driven mad by this rod of souls. I cannot be certain, though I have certainly seen an increase in the number of whispers, screams, shouts, and mutterings in my mind since I first obtained the Soul Wand. The mimes abruptly stand still, staring at The Bleak, their faces serving as masks of happiness that likely contain the true meaning of death, despair, destruction, and oblivion within, in the uttermost depths of the cores. I cannot state with accuracy what they withhold from me. I do not know. Slowly, the mime souls form a small clearing in the crowd, and a singular mime soul silently walks forth, not taking its eyes off of The Bleak, despite the fact that its body was facing the near-opposite direction, the cracking of its neck making no sound. The mime soul stands in the near-center of the clearing in the crowd, before beginning to pantomime some sort of horrifying situation wherein a monolithic demonic beast is brutally dissected to the point of incomprehensibility, and helplessness. Suddenly, The Bleak begins to peel apart, bits of severed mime parts hitting the floor, and melting into puddles of pallid, clammy flesh, frozen to the ground itself. The mimes do not take their eyes off of the Bleak as it slowly falls to pieces, slowly disappearing. Hah. Who knew a ribcage could peel apart? This is quite fascinating.
Turn 2
My Actions: See Below
(Godmodder's Tower) I use Rock Solo LV 5 In Treble at the Nails while i throw the Chaos Tendril at the Nails as well.
(Wilson's Shop) N/A
(Others) +1 to Talist; +1 to Erelye
Starry Mage's Action: I become Mega Audino then i heal Wilson while i preventing the Chaos Tendril to hurt him
Tower Plans: Link to Forge (My own Updating Post)
Special things Alchemy and Charges:
Project Storm in the Works... Inside and outside Godcraft 19/50
I Descend into the Basement then i saw the Redish stuff and Rainbows but Pachy is BACK! 47/50 (Summoning Fl__dre Scar__t.)
Thinking about Reviving Mokou and knowing about Birds... (If Twin approves i will Revive Mokou) 47/50
Nuclear Waste OOO Potion of Disease = ??? 2/2! (This is a part of the Ultimate Venom Cycle)
my 5 Special Charges that is part of Project Storm, Nova and Genesis. (These cannot start yet due to 3 active 50 charges)
??? 0/50 Cannot Start yet.
??? 0/50 Cannot Start yet.
??? 0/50 Cannot Start yet.
??? 0/50 Cannot Start yet.
??? 0/50 Cannot Start yet.
Charge Storage: 16 (+1 from Amperz +1 from Irecreeper +2 from Pokefan +6 from Talist +6 from Kage_Yaiba)
Others i have.
Total Damage so Far: 200250 Damage
Steel Diamond Katana Stats
Level 1
Damage 1500 to 2500 or it maybe Randomized or Flexible
Damage/Experience til Next level 19250/50000
Wilson's Shop total Price and Wealth: $14
Item Reserves Super Smash Ball 1x Elixir 1x $6 Gold Coins 990x Potion of Regeneration III/Super Regen Potion 2x $4 Cueball of Power 1x Barbatos' Fury (Permanent Equipment) Advanced Crossbow (Permanent Equipment)In the world that we are beating some stuff now.
Now that Happened! Where we all begins.
When Worlds Collide in Destroy The Godmodder, There is the massive Colosseum that holds all that onslaught.
Orbital Weapons
Mini-Ion Cannon 2/2
Mini-Bio Annihilator 4/4
5/5 for Text Based Magic
1/50 x3 Let's infuse some more stuff, woo
Battlefield: I cut the mime's nails with the lazuli fencer.
Partial Inventory: Potion of Critmist II x34, Ultramarine, Militarism, Gib Eclipse. Potion of Vis x27, The Redstick, Potion of Nectar x13, 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: $246
Mindscape: Look at a random memory
+2 to Wilson
Indigo Flames AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 1/11 = A charm that protects mindscapes
Godmodding Essence AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence = A charm that protects against low level godmodding and resists higher level godmodding
Vis AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence = A charm that protects or resists against magic of all sorts
20/40 Return of EXOS
2/10 Pa'anuri Protocol
2/10 Telekill Bomb
My Action: I taunt SCP-2317 by showing that I am the only one who does combat operandi by doing combat operandi: 1st ESFB to attack the Nail on Bleak.
Fleetmind Action: "Wait a minute. The OP Scale is not the Railroader. The force-teraport successfully killed the ACN TURRET ITSELF once, and now it is unable to beat something that is definitely weaker than the ACN Turret (the ACN turret is the most powerful weapon of the godmodder)? Try again, with more power."
SCP-2317 Action: Just because I cant do Combat Operandi doesnt mean that I cant fake it. I summon SCP-001, have it attack the Rib Cage, and then desecrate some sacred items because combat operandis do that.
Hazel Wand: IIIIII (SCRATCHED.)
Runic Shielding: 100%
Ring of Sorcery: Current Mode Active: Sorcerous. Red Matter IIII Primal III Nodal Outburst III
Roleplay Slayer Halberd && Warded Mirror && Eldritch Tentacle (3/???)
Libratum Cogitatione 9/30
Truth's Hats 32/50
Eldarium Curse 8/50
+1 to Amp; +1 to Tazz.
Within several moments, I shift my weapon, allowing the Soul Wand to float before me, seemingly emanating silence. I replace the wand with another, one which took quite a bit longer to obtain. I draw the Hazel Wand, staring at the Bleak, a stoic expression upon my face. Immediately, I point the Hazel Wand at the Bleak, several words burning themselves directly into the floor. They appear to be 'Oculus occidit. Maleficis annuit coeptis. Morte oculis novus ordo seclorum. Et tempus mortis aeternalis.' The skin of the Bleak instantaneously begins to dry, shining further into its body. Within several moments, it begins to crack and dissolve. Within the cracks, some sort of temporal rust begins to form, saturating the wounds with some sort of indescribable object. Slowly, words are carved into the ribcage of the Bleak, repeated over and over, upon each other at some points. Et tempus mortis aeternalis. Repeatedly, and over each other, without any distinction for comprehensibility. The Bleak appears to wither, slowly, bits of it sinking into themselves, colliding, and imploding silently. Gray energy begins to leak from the words, slowly forming a monolithic crowd of mime souls, all watching the Bleak with smiling faces, and bloodstained fingers. They crawl upon the Bleak, peeling the flesh off with their bare hands, removing that which is not needed. The mime souls in the back, waiting to leap upon the Bleak, carve a singular phrase into all of their limbs. Et tempus mortis aeternalis. The entire crowd of mimes souls, now all upon the Bleak, continues the Hazel Wand's work, carving the same sentence into the flesh of the Bleak, immune to any and all assault. They methodically tear out strips of flesh, ignoring the raging of the self-proclaimed harbingers of the apocalypse. The Author of the tome I recovered in Limbo was/is far more intelligent than I, and he saw no threat, merely disconcerting ogles. I must find out who he was. But, now, the matter at hand. There are several people I'd like to meet, and will likely never get a chance. Seeing as Ms. Lalonde is likely going to be eradicated by the Beat Mesa, and the Author of the Tome is likely dead, lost in a timeline long doomed to history, though I could swear I have seen his writing somewhere, that is. Perhaps I am merely insane, and desiring to meet people who I perceive as both my intellectual superiors, and far more morally correct than I, yet sustaining similar experiences, for all it's worth. The mime souls begin to crawl into the Bleak through the strips of flesh they tear off, slowly ripping it to shreds on the inside, tearing at the Ribcage in particular, tearing at it with a concealed hatred. They carve a singular phrase into the interior of the Bleak repeatedly as well. Et tempus mortis aeternalis. Some sort of temporal rust begins to form in the markings made, slowly destroying the Bleak from both within and without. With a flick of the Hazel Wand, the mime souls vanish, as if they were never here at all. Perhaps I was just imagining things. Hah.
Orbital Weapons
Mini-Ion Cannon 0/2
Mini-Bio Annihilator 0/4
5/5 for Text Based Magic
2/50 x3 Let's infuse some more stuff, woo
Battlefield: I throw an ultramatter grenade at the nails, and use both orbital weapons
Partial Inventory: Potion of Critmist II x34, Ultramarine, Militarism, Gib Eclipse. Potion of Vis x27, The Redstick, Potion of Nectar x13, 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, Sonic's Shoes, The Thoughtporter, Wiki Cueball
Wilson's Shop: $248
Mindscape:
+2 to Wilson
Indigo Flames AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 2/11
Godmodding Essence AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 2/11
Vis AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 2/11
I look up the Build page on the Wiki Cueball and scroll down to read what he's currently doing.
Turn 3
My Actions: See Below
(Godmodder's Tower) I preform ASUNUAUBDUBAWUCBUNAUWDNIAJXIM KILLKILLKILL DED at the Nails
(Wilson's Shop) N/A
(Others) +1 to Talist; +1 to Tazz
Starry Mage's Action: O_O ---^ (N/A)
Tower Plans: Link to Forge (My own Updating Post)
Special things Alchemy and Charges:
Project Storm in the Works... Inside and outside Godcraft 20/50
I beaten up Patchouli Again! then i go deeper. 48/50 (Summoning Fl_ndre Scar_et.)
Thinking about Reviving Mokou and knowing about Birds... (If Twin approves i will Revive Mokou) 48/50
Nuclear Waste OOO Potion of Disease = ??? 2/2! (This is a part of the Ultimate Venom Cycle)
my 5 Special Charges that is part of Project Storm, Nova and Genesis. (These cannot start yet due to 3 active 50 charges)
??? 0/50 Cannot Start yet.
??? 0/50 Cannot Start yet.
??? 0/50 Cannot Start yet.
??? 0/50 Cannot Start yet.
??? 0/50 Cannot Start yet.
Charge Storage: 16 (+1 from Amperz +1 from Irecreeper +2 from Pokefan +6 from Talist +6 from Kage_Yaiba)
Others i have.
Total Damage so Far: 200250 Damage
Steel Diamond Katana Stats
Level 1
Damage 1500 to 2500 or it maybe Randomized or Flexible
Damage/Experience til Next level 19250/50000
Wilson's Shop total Price and Wealth: $14
Item Reserves Super Smash Ball 1x Elixir 1x $6 Gold Coins 990x Potion of Regeneration III/Super Regen Potion 2x $4 Cueball of Power 1x Barbatos' Fury (Permanent Equipment) Advanced Crossbow (Permanent Equipment)In the world that we are beating some stuff now.
Now that Happened! Where we all begins.
When Worlds Collide in Destroy The Godmodder, There is the massive Colosseum that holds all that onslaught.
Orbital Weapons
Mini-Ion Cannon 0/2
Mini-Bio Annihilator 0/4
3/50 x3 Let's infuse some more stuff, woo
Battlefield: I use my 5/5 charge to write up a magical contract banishing a nail from Godcraft.
Partial Inventory: Potion of Critmist II x34, Ultramarine, Militarism, Gib Eclipse. Potion of Vis x27, The Redstick, Potion of Nectar x13, 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, Sonic's Shoes, The Thoughtporter, Wiki Cueball
Wilson's Shop: $250
Mindscape:
+2 to Wilson
Indigo Flames AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 3/11
Godmodding Essence AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 3/11
Vis AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 3/11