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=TURN ONE=
=CHARGE=
+1 to Modpack
+1 to Erelye
=ACTION=
I equip THE PAIN TRAIN, then head towards Root C.
=COMMAND=
>Garen: Use Courage!
>Abathur: Relocate the unused Symbiote to Garen! (Locust.3: Attack Skullface!)
>Symbiote(Wilson): Use Stab on The Bleak's Ribcage/Mouth!
>Symbiote(Garen): Use Carapace Shield!
(Hey Twin, have you been doing the Symbiote's passive regen? They heal 5,000 / turn to attached targets.)
Libratum Cogitatione 30/30! (Crystalized; +1 from Gutza)
Eldarium Curse 21/50 (Amp'd; Crystalized; Ire'd; +1 from Gutza)
+1 to Tazz; +1 to Crystal.
I do hope Tazz and I haven't made the great and righteous Hand and its followers too complex. Regardless, Trott, Smith, and Ross all execute their standard attacks (Divine Blade, Branding, and Hand's Eye, respectively) on the ribcage of the Bleak. Unless I am horribly mistaken, the Ribcage will be destroyed by the end of this turn.
I incline my hand, pointing it at the Bleak. The Ring of Sorcery glints with an alchemical glow, both mechanical and arcane, pure yellow. I direct the flow of energies within the ring, fusing alchemical energies of great potency. Do you have any idea how expensive red matter is, to preface this? Through the pleasant medium of EMC values, one knows that a single orb of red matter is worth approximately fifty-seven diamonds. Hah. Anyhow, I point the ring at the Bleak, and activate Red Matter, the four-turn charge. This thing's charge time is twice that of the Hazel Wand, so it should be adequate. Immediately, the Bleak begins to feel an odd sensation in its entire body, that of both snow and flame filling every single passage, organic, artificial, or otherwise. As this occurs, roots and vines begin to grow within the Bleak, crawling up the bodily orifices with little difficulty. I twitch my finger slightly, and a green-colored feather bursts forth from the core, sailing towards the Bleak at near the speed of sound. Upon impact, a bolt of lightning rends through any upward obstacles, and cleaves through the pallid, clammy flesh of the Bleak as easily as one might utilize a serrated metal bar to slice through churned milk. Hah. Of course, I'm only getting started with the applications of this attack. As if I were waiting to launch an actual assault, I move my ring finger, thrusting my arm forward with no difficulty whatsoever. Immediately, long, thin projectiles composed of pure destruction tear through one end of the Bleak, and exit through the other, showing a yellow alchemical glow quite clearly as they do so. With a thought, large portions of the Bleak's flesh are transmuted to materials of an infinitely higher value, falling to the floor with audible noises. Suddenly, a vaguely blade-shaped object with a handle composed of some pure black material, and a mildly shear-esque blade composed of glowing red material appears in my hands. Recalling my knowledge from past experiments and knowledge long lost in the annals of history, I charge the weapon. Suddenly, death sweeps over the area, gnawing at the Bleak's outer body with an intense blare akin to the feeling commonly felt by human beings when their epidermises are slowly removed to better understand human anatomy and physiology. Hah. I toss the extremely dangerous short blade-looking object into the air, and it glows completely yellow, before disappearing. Before the Red Katar fully vanishes, innumerable spines composed of pure red matter imbed themselves in the outer body of the Bleak, slowly working their way deeper, to eradicate the mimes, sustaining fragments of their life force for further research. With a completely stoic expression on my face, I incline my hand slightly. Explosions of an alchemical nature rocket throughout the tower, centralized around the Bleak. Evidentially, splinter shards of red matter are not ideal for the vocation of fully keeping within the body. Hah. I lower my hand slightly.
I raise one of my eyebrows ever so slightly at Eric.
So YOU were the one who triggered well over sixty wards and disrupted the power source for NPFOGIZ-2. I assure you of two things. One, the cost of my experimentation is well worth the rewards, and that the constant supply of knowledge it grants me suggests that I will not stop any time soon. Two, you haven't even been to the lower levels yet. You have tentatively made an incision upon the primal surface of what lies within the depths of Grayhold. I can see a kaleidoscope of temporal and neural probability at a highly-limited fluctuating range amongst those I consider adversaries. I can also see, rather faintly, that there are infinite alternate versions of me answering your question with infinite variation. One in particular answered by vomiting a stream of blood and prime numbers out of his third mouth. Regarding my 'friends,' the vast majority of them are fat wet bags of meat withering under the oppressive tyranny of time and puppeteered by the arbitrary whims of natural selection. While I've essentially become what you would refer to as an outcast amongst them, I doubt they want you intruding upon their completely meaningless personal lives that will serve to do nothing but expend valuable time, prolong the inevitable, and assure them a long and painful death.
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VUM, ME QBIXX PIYE IV AVPERWAQQAUV, UD QURPQ;
CU! RENEX AV PBE WUUVXACBP OVFER PBE GUORPQ.
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Kar nfnuvvh qoyekc-wmyk nhrvrgwkcs; kie whiznuw; klh zsiek nmor pxgpfhh kce psl wkuh ik cfyu xptzgvrfk.
I take out a giant crowbar, stick it in the ground next to the remnants of the barbed wire, then drive it underneath! I begin to use it as a lever to get the barbed wire out of the ground! Eventually, it becomes just barbed wire carpet, which is far less dangerous! I put on my anti-sharp-pointy things-things boots and continue standing next to the root!
(Godmodder's Tower) I use a Picture of Hoopa Unbound while comparing Bleak's entire Body and he thinks he copied it's body then i got so angry for copying it's body and becomes the Angry Lawyer then i smash the Ribcage with m Giant Holy Hammer.
(Wilson's Shop) N/A
(Others) +2 to Talist
Starry Mage's Action: I am bending the Ribcage as the Mega Alakazam.
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THE MOON IS RISING 42/50
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ME: No, he's right
I equip a MAGICAL jet pack, and fly where nobody can reach me.
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30/30 Expended.
Grayhold Citadel, approx. 00:27
I stare at the desk directly before me, attempting to formulate an adequate theory for the manipulation of order energies within the mind, quite clearly suffering from a lack of creativity. My Primal Scribing Tools glimmer in the candlelight. Perhaps it might be best if I devised a more adequate approach to this concept in general. I immediately deftly leap from my chair, and begin to pace around my study, occasionally peering into the large contained pool of ink in the center of the room. I continue to pace around the room, unfazed by the unusually dim surroundings seeing as the only light sources are the eight candles around the rim of the firepit-esque pool of ink. Looking upwards, at the shelves, filled with devices, bottles, and innumerable tomes, I continue to think. One thing of note about this room is that there are absolutely no open triangles in the entirety of the room. No need for any prying eyes. Hah. I continue to pace around the room, occasionally stopping to gaze at a bookshelf, or something of the sort. Perhaps this one might work. I look upwards, at a particular book upon a shelf. With a thought, the thing sails into my hand. The book's cover is emblazoned with two cursive letters; R, and L. I stride back towards my research table, covered in sheets of parchment, bottles of ink, and open books, shifting them all to adjacent tables, sitting down. I open the book, pulling a sheet of paper towards me, along with my Primal Scribing Tools. I open the thick book, and begin to read. Several minutes and several page-turnings later, I find something. Hah. This is it. This diagram of a dream bubble has shattered the floodgates of inspiration within my mind. The key is knowing that the laws and order utilized by the mind can be easily exploited by powerful beings and/or idiotic fools who accidentally discover something. I immediately begin scribbling down markings upon my nigh-untouched research paper, formulating a somewhat plausible theory. After several minutes, I have devised some semblance of a spell capable of carrying out what I desire. I immediately leap from my chair nimbly, grabbing my research, and striding out of the study, carefully closing and locking the door behind me. I grab a clean sheet of paper on my way out. I head to the nearest infusion room, carefully avoiding any and all life. My boots do not make an audible sound upon the relatively soft Greatwood floors. Reaching the infusion room, I immediately head for the nearest table, pulling out a violet pen. Several dozen minutes later, I stride nonchalantly towards the central pedestal of the Infusion Altar, carefully holding a sheet of paper covered in my cursive writing, in the usual violet ink. Before I reach the central pedestal, however, I stop. Perhaps it might be wise to test this in a Curative Vat. Then again, it would ruin the paper. Hah. I sprint to the other side of the room, whipping out the Hazel Wand and placing it upon a nearby Arcane Workbench. I grab a number of bottles of ink, before settling on something far more constant, putting the bottles away. I immediately stab myself, allowing the blood to drip into a vial. Around 1000 LP worth of blood, I'd say. In other words, approximately five HP. I place the paper upon the Arcane Workbench, telekinetically applying runes formed of my own blood. I immediately strengthen the runes around the edges of the paper with their respective wards. Upon doing this, I grab both the Hazel Wand and the paper, and rush out of the room, heading for something different entirely. Perhaps it might be best if I utilized several more obscure methods of creation. I stride through the halls of Grayhold, towards a specific laboratory. The corotite-plated doors immediately slide open, and I walk within, hearing the door seal shut behind me. The doors of these laboratories are secured for a reason. I don't want another Incident to occur. Another corotite-plated door opens before me, and I stride within, examining the room inside. A Cultivation Vat with a Modified Runic Matrix affixed to the top lies in the direct center of the room, surrounded by both essentia tubes and pedestals. I drop the paper into the vat, watching the wards repel the water. Perhaps this wasn't the wisest idea. Regardless, I place four Order Crystal Clusters on the surrounding pedestals. Instead of immediately activating the Modified Runic Matrix, I head over to a wall on the side directly next to my essentia storage for infusion. I grab several vials of essentia of indeterminate type, and affix them to the extraction pump, hearing a click as they slide into place. I tap the Modified Runic Matrix with the Hazel Wand, and turn all four of the valves on the essentia tubes connected to the Cultivation Vat. Liquid essentia flows into the tank, binding with the essence of the paper within. Bits of Ordo, Cognitio, Potentia, and Sensus flow into the vat. I turn the valve on the vial extraction device, and traces of long-forgotten essentia flow into the vat as well. Primarily Bestiola and Imperito. A second burst of Cognitio flows into the tank, and the Modified Runic Matrix begins to consume the crystal clusters. Around a minute later, the ingredients are all gone. Yet, the infusion continues, consuming neither ingredients nor essentia. I stare at the vat for a few moments, attempting to figure out what is occurring. Given the item at hand, I think I know what it needs. I stand utterly still, placing my hands on my temples, focusing. After several moments, a Mind symbol appears before me. My eyes do not open to examine it. I continue to concentrate. Suddenly, a glowing dark teal Libra symbol appears above the Modified Runic Matrix. Several scales composed entirely of teal energy also appear, with a bottle of ink and a tome on one end, and a small, pure-white, idol of an dragon with piercing ruby eyes on the other end. The two begin to sway up and down on the scales, slowly, one occasionally dipping downwards. I continue to concentrate. Slowly, the two ends of the scale balance out, suddenly achieving equal weight. Hah. The entirety of the inside of the Cultivation Vat glows teal, obscuring everything within. There is a flash of light searing into the retinas of all within around a mile, and everything goes black. I open my eyes, noting that steam is wafting from the place wherein the Mind symbol was initially positioned. The Modified Runic Matrix has ceased pulsating and glowing, the infusion complete. I pull the dry sheet of paper out of the vat, and immediately perform the necessary tasks upon creating some sort of Arcane Contract, of the sort not to be messed with by minor magicians or dabblers in the occult (Scanning it with a Thaumometer, documenting it in my Thaumonomicon, et cetera). Well, unless you desire death. I disappear in a flash of amethyst light.
Back on the tower, I appear, holding the Hazel Wand in one hand, and an occult-looking contract lined with runes made of my own blood. The contract glows with dark teal light. I stare at the Bleak, holding the Arcane Contract up to the nearest source of light. The header of the thing is composed of a dark teal Libra symbol on both ends of the paper, with the title 'Libratum Cogitatione' in betwixt. I immediately read out the entirety of the Arcane Contract to myself once more, assuring myself that my words will be somewhat adequate. After this, I immediately begin reading out the arcane law to the Bleak, not allowing it a chance to react, nor to speak over me. Two glowing dark teal Libra symbols appear. One before the Bleak, and one before me. Utilizing my Mind abilities, I predict how the Bleak might react to this, and immediately prevent it from occurring. I continue to read the arcane law to the Bleak, not reacting when I suddenly receive visions of potential decisions and consequences in my mind's eye. The teal glow of the contract grows brighter, and I continue to read aloud to the Bleak. My will begins struggling inadvertently with that of the Bleak, and the Libra symbol before me glows with the occasional burst of amethyst energy. My sight is suddenly and inexplicably linked with that of the vast majority of the Mind players in the multiverse for several brief moments. One, sitting next to a spidertroll, feels an odd presence as I stare through her eyes for a moment. Another, a troll skateboarding in a dream bubble, feels a presence as well, as I stare through her eyes as well. Another, once again a troll, yet two, at the same time, in far closer proximity to me at the current moment, if you know what I mean. Hah. Anyhow, she feels my sight as well, as I stare through both of their eyes for a brief moment. Finally, I stare through the eyes of the closest Mind player to me, before returning to my initial mental position. That player is me, obviously. As I stare at the bleak, what appears to be a sort of neural cell body, only sustaining three dendrites, appears within my pupils. In other words, a Mind symbol. I immediately channel the essence of the contract. Suddenly, the Bleak bursts into flames, writhing in involuntary agony. Now, if only for a mere moment, you are the ones suffering from involuntary actions you cannot control coming from an external force. The Bleak abruptly stops moving, Indigo Flames still burning into it. Everything grows gray, save my form, and that of the already pallid Bleak. All other beings stop moving, slowing in time. The Libra symbol nearest to the Bleak burns into its ribcage, searing it with the pure, unadulterated potency of justice. Suddenly, a monolithic presence weighs upon us all. I look upwards, only to see nothing. However, when I look back down again, a monolithic creature stares at me with its blank, pale eyes, and its massive form. It seems to bend spacetime around its form, and is many times larger than the tower. In fact, it seems to be larger than the entirety of GodCraft, perhaps even Universe C. I cannot fully grasp the sense of the being's mass. The Bleak, however, is handling this being extremely badly, and immediately collapses to the floor, burning with Indigo Flames. I attempt to look at the horrifying beast, fully grasping the sense that it could end all life in this universe with a twitch of a tentacle. The many beaked being opens one of its innumerable maws, its milky-pale eyes looking unblinkingly upon the situation. Every time I attempt to look at the creature, I find my vision looking elsewhere after a few moments, diverted away. The creature, from what little I can grasp of it, seems slimy. Tenebrous. Stygian, even. Rugose. Furtive, hideous, nameless. Undying, invincible, all-knowing. Fungous, with a horrifying gibbous form and a squamous exterior. I stare into the non-Euclidean existence that is the being's many eyes, and mutter a single phrase to the eldritch beast.
Ash reposkelory ysa'angau sa's sul'oa.
As if as a response, a scratchy, yet extremely low screeching, whispering, muttering, screaming... crying noise emanates throughout the empty motionless plane, tearing into my eardrums, echoing throughout reality, rending the outer layers of the Bleak to paste, and leaving me standing. A combination of sobbing, screaming, speech, and demise, put to words. Perhaps they are the final sounds of this creature's victims or sacrifices, molded into words I can understand. Suddenly, my vision flashes, showing me an image of a young girl being stabbed to death by two fellows that appear to be her parents on an altar in their home. The vision rapidly shifts, showing me a man drowning himself. Then, it vacillates again, and again, and again, seemingly constantly, showing me visions of death, murder, and sacrifice. A teenager, stabbed to death by their best friend, lying in a puddle of water and their own blood in a torrential downpour within the forest just beside their suburban home. A host of cultists, hanging each other to please their master in a secluded cavern beneath a city. A young child, impaled upon a spike in the wilderness, drained of all blood, utilized for research, an incision upon their throat. An empty-feeling young fellow, going a little too far with their process of accruing pain to feel something, anything at all, dead in their bathroom, a razor blade in one hand. Everyone in the tower, save the Bleak and I, frozen in time eternally, nailed to a wall, their bodies slowly withering away. I continue to watch for minutes, perhaps longer. Hours, at most. Then, I blink several times, and stare into the milky white eyes of the being, too large to even attempt perceiving beyond this point. A horrifying panting sound begins to come from the Bleak, derived from pure pain. To the most of my knowledge, this was occurring the entire time, though I was too caught up in visions to notice, or reciprocate. The Bleak's outer layers, down to where bone should be, were ground to dust and paste during the visions, I suppose. The Bleak reappears wholly, and is slowly rent to nonexistence, torn apart by the presence of this being. Three words are seared into my retinas for a few moments. You cannot escape. The being begins to... flow towards me, through me, and disappears, slowly fading, the amalgamation of sounds remaining several moments afterwards, perhaps as a farewell. Everything regains color, and time resumes. I stand still for several moments, staring at everyone. I blink several times, and resume speaking to the Bleak, noticing that it is horribly battered, coated in layers of paste and dust. I flick the Hazel Wand, and it immediately shifts form, innocuously, to a staff headed with the visage of a dragon head with rubies for eyes. I point the staff at the Bleak, and continue the Arcane Contract, saying something akin to either the Bleak's charges and fate, or possibly its eventual doom at the hands of those under service of the Outer Gods. With a tug, the staff pulls apart into two halves, blades on either end. I point the half attached to what was initially the topper of the staff at the Bleak, and the blade seems to suck in all light around it, glowing faintly teal and amethyst. I continue a phrase of the contract, jabbing the blade in the direction of the Bleak. A massive gaping hole appears in the Bleak directly where I gestured. I flash-step away for a moment, before returning to my position. Suddenly, the Bleak is sustaining innumerable slices, cuts, and, above all, precise and skillful puncture wounds. I suddenly flash-step away, appearing directly before the Bleak. It is unable to move, oddly. I proceed to use the halves of the canesword to ascend upwards, scaling the beast, brutally stabbing into the Bleak with every cycle of ascent. Upon reaching where the head would be on normal creatures, I stab both of the blades inwards, attempting to sink both into the Bleak, as deep as possible. They both sink to the hilt. Regardless, I jab them inwards a bit, letting go of the halves of the canesword, attempting to damage as much as possible for as long as possible. I wait for several moments, and grab on both ends of the canesword. I begin to pull them out, suffering some difficulty. After around a second, both blades pop out with a sickening squelch. I leap off of the top of the Bleak, immediately spinning backwards, and stabbing the blades into the creature, allowing my downward momentum to pull me, carving two massive gashes down the Bleak. I wipe the blades off on some of the Bleak's unstained flesh, before quietly striding back to my earlier position before the Libra symbol, Libratum Cogitatione floating before it. Then, I slide the halves of the cane back into place, and toss it upwards a bit. It transforms back to the Hazel Wand, and I catch it deftly, heading back to reading the contract immediately, nonchalantly disregarding all that just occurred. The Libra symbol before the Bleak suddenly transforms into the mark of the Great Old Ones, and moves inward, searing into its pallid, clammy flesh. I finish the contract, and it bursts into Indigo Flames. I hold it, watching as it burns away. The Bleak burns with Indigo Flame as well, which finally subsides as the contract burns away.
In case you don't have time to read this, please remember to subtract 5 HP from me.
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Grayhold Citadel, approx. 01:19
Around an hour after my construction and utilization in full of Libratum Cogitatione, I stride up and down the halls of Grayhold Citadel in the middle of the night, peering into shadow, seemingly searching for something. I walk up and down staircases, through hallways, and into small rooms, glancing behind my back every so often. I stride down a long hallway, lit by nothing but a lamp quite some distance down, lined with bookshelves, tables, and the occasional occult device. Peering out a window, shifting the curtains away for a moment, I allow starlight to pass into the hall, before continuing along on my path. The starlight floods into the room, illuminating nothing important-looking. A bookshelf, and an odd-looking amalgamation of a valves, tubes, metal, and wires, with a clear crystal firmly affixed to the top. The crystal glows with a pale blue light when it is struck by starlight. I allow the curtains to swing back into place, before walking off. I swiftly take the most expedient path to the study, entering it, a stoic expression upon my face, as per usual. I quickly look behind myself, seeing nobody, before quietly closing the Arcane Door, and locking it. I look to the research table, before averting my eyes to a large thaumic device before a bookshelf. I stride over, swiftly passing through the narrow space between the machine and the edge of the well of ink, looking at the device's front. With a silent hand gesture, the device glows with a pale amethyst light, floating into the air, and moving several feet backward, before settling on the floor once more. I stop, listening, my heart thundering, when the machine makes an extremely muffled thump upon softly hitting the ground. After a few moments, I walk over to the bookshelf the machine was blocking, reaching in to a cubic object seemingly embedded into the shelf. It appears to be a keypad. I discreetly type in a password, stepping back. The bookshelf, as if on a hinge, swings backwards, revealing a passage. I stride within, cautiously closing the thing behind myself, grabbing a lantern upon the wall, and heading the only way possible; down the stairs on the left turn. The staircase goes down a fair bit, before stopping at two mechanical doors with twin windows revealing a rickety-looking lift. I pull a lever, and the doors open. I step within. The doors to the lift slowly close, and I wait, watching as images flash past the window. The elevator is rather slow. Around a minute and a half later, the elevator stops, the windows revealing a rather intriguing room. The doors open, and I enter the room, placing the lantern on a table. The room is filled with complex mechanical and thaumic devices with blinking lights, knobs, buttons, levers, and strange-looking mechanisms. I walk past a plethora of devices and machines to a metallic desk, sitting down at the chair before it. Half of the desk is filled with an amalgam of levers on an inclined board, with the occasional red light. On the other half, lies a circular stone object, along with Journal 3. I grab a chisel-esque tool, and the stone object, bringing it up to the light emitted by whatever is in the room revealed by the rectangular blast window directly before me. The thing has a central smooth stone circle around nine inches in diameter, and a surrounding ring, separated into eight equal sections. I take the chisel-like tool, and raise it to the section on the upper center, carving something within, before muttering a spell. When all is said and done, the section features a central hand, notably having all five fingers, emanating traces of golden light, and three figures. I set both the chisel-like instrument and the stone object on the desk, directly before Journal 3, which appears to be open to the two pages I showed Bill. Hah.
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VUM, ME QBIXX PIYE IV AVPERWAQQAUV, UD QURPQ;
CU! RENEX AV PBE WUUVXACBP OVFER PBE GUORPQ.
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Kar nfnuvvh qoyekc-wmyk nhrvrgwkcs; kie whiznuw; klh zsiek nmor pxgpfhh kce psl wkuh ik cfyu xptzgvrfk.
...I stare on in shock and awe at Erelye's attack.
At the Bleak.
With Grimdark eyelasers, Zilly eyelasers, and 11-powered eyelasers.
I have nothing to top that.
So I don't.
I instead generically shoot the Bleak with all the guns and all the ammo. (Note: Ultimatum is one of "all the guns").
Then I use Skylight Mechanics to cut the Bleak in half. *slice*
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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.
(Actually, Piono, I don't know if you noticed, but the Figure and I, despite technically being the same entity, are rather different. True, UE!me probably wouldn't be able to influence the Narrative at all, but the Figure is pretty much a representation of the "Reality" me personally stepping in. If you really want to know, the Figure has access to Plot Armor, Retcon inducement, genuine omnipotence... The usual stuff that comes with being one of the writers. Essentially, the Figure has the best claim to Godhood of anyone thus seen so far in the series. His main weakness is that the Narrative, contrary to popular belief, is actually slightly sentient. Why is this a weakness? Well, it happens to love a good story, and the Figure's presence isn't great for story writing due to it's power level, so most of the time, the Figure has a near-permanent seat one realm higher, helping maintain the storyline. This time, the Narrative made an exception, but, well... Don't expect the Figure to be doing much fighting anytime soon. His secondary weakness is one shared across all Engie variants, but nobody has thought far outside the box enough yet to discover it.)
"...Sheesh, exposition dump much, me?"
Look, when someone doesn't get what just happened, a lot of words explaining the situation works better than just going "up your's too mate". Now get on with the actually important things. Like killing that GODDAMN MIME PILE!
"No need to shout, I can hear you perfectly fine from here. Now then..."
I (that is, the UE, not the Figure, in case my never referring to the Figure in the first person, having just used the first person, the Figure fixing the 4th wall, AND UE me having just said something implicit of HIM being the one taking action hasn't clued you in) bring a Pomson 9000 to bear, using the power drain feature to shoot through the ribcage, straight to the wings, and attack the Bleak's ability to heal properly. The alternative is that I pull out an old Executioner's Calling and slash the ribcage to inflict Grievous Wounds, which... Well, League of Legends players out there, I'll let you try to remember. Hint: HEALING REDUCTION
"Come on, die already so that I can go kill something that bleeds more."
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I spent the 50/50 charge, for real now. I type in a few numbers into a small machine and the air starts to shimmer slightly. "I've had enough of all you...". Blue and white portals pouring with code open behind all of our current enemies and some of our allies. They all get sucked in, even the network of bombs, somehow. And they are all transported, quite literally, to the Hunger Games Simulator. (Note: I ran this simulation yesterday, so it includes HellSpawn and termites. So, just ignore them from the final damage calculation.)
The 14 tributes who were pulled in look around in the dark, wondering where they are. Then, the lights flash on and they realize their in the little tube things the tributes start in. My voice comes in over loudspeakers a few moments later. "Welcome ladies and gentlemen, to the unofficial 10th Hunger Games! I am your game master and commentator, Talist. All my commentary will be in orange so it can be found easily. Now, because this is a special occasion, I've taken the liberty of making a few small changes to the simulation. It should make things more interesting. And, to make sure everyone tries their absolute best, I'll be giving out prizes. Anyone who dies in this game will take damage according to how soon they die, with the first to go taking the most damage. On the other hand, the winner, whoever it may be, will be healed. So, I'd like a fair, honest battle from you all. Don't even bother trying to cheat; you're in my world now. Anyway, enough stalling, let me load it up..."
A few moments of silence follow, and then a robotic voice announces:
All standard events loaded!
All Blood Bath events loaded!
All fatal events loaded!
All tributes loaded!
Everything is ready. May the odds be ever in your favor!
All 14 tributes stand ready for the count to hit 0...
And they're off!
Wilson was gifted a potion of strength by someone! Such quick help... you really are charming. Wilson woke up HellSpawn. Wake up, its time to die.
Garen was gifted a potion of strength by someone! I did happen to have a lot of blaze powder.
Garen wonders what the Nether is happening. Just do you best. It will all work out.
Garen found a fragment of the script! Did I leave that there? Whoops. I'll let you hold onto it for now, but I'll want it back after this is all said and done.
Garen grabbed a heavy Relish Nuke. Some careless person must have left that there...
Network of Bombs? had images of madness flash before their eyes. Oh, those enchantments certainly aren't mine. I'm still not sure how I got you here though.
Network of Bombs? activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky... What a poor start. Such a shame. Hold on one moment... I need to make a phone call...
Hello? Yes, this is Talist. ... no... look, remember how I told you about Willow a little while ago? Well, yes, introduce her as a full side character with tons of backstory and interpersonal relations with other characters. Yes... yes... throw in a few very, very specific phobias. And, while you're at it, do the same thing with Inari, Justicar, Fayther, CogWynd, Pherix, LeiShi, Watson-A, Yin, Yang, and all the others too. Yes. Alright, bye.
Network of Bombs?'s mind imploded trying to understand the massive character web. I wonder what caused that...
Flesh Eating Termites VS. Bleak. It seems like neither one of you can leave until one is dead... strange...
Flesh Eating Termites attacked first!
Flesh Eating Termites's entities overpowered Bleak's intelligence! (57.0 attack vs. 53.0 defense)
Flesh Eating Termites dealt 5 damage! Bleak has 95 HP left
Bleak's dexterity overpowered Flesh Eating Termites's alchemies! (64.0 attack vs. 53.0 defense)
Bleak dealt 13 damage! Flesh Eating Termites has 41 HP left
Flesh Eating Termites's alchemies overpowered Bleak's dexterity! (91.0 attack vs. 45.0 defense)
Flesh Eating Termites dealt 66 damage! Bleak has 29 HP left
Bleak's entities overpowered Flesh Eating Termites's entities! (53.0 attack vs. 9.0 defense)
Bleak dealt 63 damage! Flesh Eating Termites has -22 HP left
Bleak has killed Flesh Eating Termites
Ashiron was gifted a potion of strength by someone! You guys sure are popular.
Ashiron attempted to reach Yggdrasil instead of squabble over resources. Strange how you just happened to find a map leading directly to it...
Septavius was sent free entities! Oh look, its the finches. How strange they would just happen to find you.
Septavius bathed in blood. well, fine I suppose...
Barbed Wire had their strength drained by unknown forces How unlucky... you could really use that strength...
Barbed Wire's acticated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky... Now where did I leave my automatic wire cutters...
Barbed Wire stole Oryx's shotgun. Hey, I'll want that back. Its official Tal-Co property even though it says "Oryx's" on it.
HellSpawn realized that they needed to become quicker to not die later on, and learned ninjitsu. We'll see how long that lasts you... Wilson finds some Knitting Needles. These will be useful for alchemy!. Consider it a free gift.
Mariachi Joe activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky...
Mariachi Joe thought the system of a cornucopia was unfairly benefiting players who started facing the open end. Maybe if you had spent less time wondering about potential unfairness, you would have dodged that trap.
Alexiron was gifted a potion of strength by someone!
Alexiron finds some Knitting Needles. These will be useful for alchemy!. I suppose you can keep those.
MetalHead stole the Origin Wands. Hey... that's not how it was supposed to go...
Ashiron washed Alexiron's hands. She doesn't need washing. She's literally made of water.
MetalHead drop-kicked Septavius to grab Ircucvci. They lived, though. You'll pay for that.
Barbed Wire found a Syringe full of Liquid Memes, perfect for enhancing Entities.
Bleak has acquired iAntimak Carbine. Stop stealing all these official Tal-Co replicas!
Collarbone had their strength drained by unknown forces
Collarbone activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky...
Collarbone finds some Knitting Needles. These will be useful for alchemy!. Maybe I left a few too many of those lying around...
Skullface had their strength drained by unknown forces
Skullface activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky...
Skullface's initial game plan was a dangerous gamble...And it failed!. What a terrible start...
Skullface was so weak, they took 20 damage!
Wilson had the speed of the winds surround them! I might have forgotten about a few dexterity enchantments lying around... Wilson and HellSpawn had a tea party. ...
Bleak activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky...
Hang on a moment... Rage? I need to see you for a bit. Alright, listen, play Meta Knight, it will be on bridge of Eldin and at the two minute mark a Smash Ball will appear in the upper right corner, go to that and...
Bleak challenges Rage to Super Smash Bros. Rage won. I'm glad they could have had a fair and honest fight.
Skullface had images of madness flash before their eyes.
Skullface activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky...
Skullface found some cool stuff in a chest. Skullface went insane and bashed their head against a wall 40 times!
And then Skullface died of it! Gee. I wonder what was in that chest. Certainly not ancient forgotten fragments of knowledge not meant for mortal eyes.
Garen found a fragment of the script!
Garen praises the Helix Fossil! Yes. Lord Helix will lead you to glory.
Garen found a fragment of the script! Script-a-mon! Gotta collect em all!
Garen and HellSpawn sure do look cute sleeping together. You know what, just, no comment.
MetalHead had their strength drained by unknown forces. Why does that keep happening?
MetalHead activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky...
Pherix decided to join MetalHead's cause. ... ... Pherix... oh Pherix... you really are funny sometimes. What a great joke. Let me repeat that, What. A. Great. Joke. Right Pherix? You know what Pherix, just come here for a moment...
Alexiron had the speed of the winds surround them!
You better... just go over there and wait until CollarBone comes along then...
Alexiron is pinned by Collarbone, but saved by their entities.
Collarbone had their strength drained by unknown forces
Collarbone activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky...
Collarbone summons an ultra-complex death entity. Collarbone was so weak, they took 40 damage! How will entities save you when you're withering away?
Barbed Wire had their strength drained by unknown forces
Barbed Wire activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky...
Don't mind me with this mind control device. It will only be a moment. Pherix, you can help with this too.
Barbed Wire got caught in a Massive Battle of Armies without enough entities to survive.
Alexiron was gifted a potion of strength by someone!
Alexiron ripped off their hand to appease a monster. Hey, don't rip out your feathers. I like those. Wilson found a fragment of the script! Wilson Ascended to God-Tiers with HomestuckCraft, to Talist's displeasure. As much as I hate Homestuck, this will have to do.
Septavius was gifted a potion of strength by someone!
Septavius matrix-dodges an arrow from Ashiron, then retreats!. Hey, no in fighting!
Mariachi Joe had their strength drained by unknown forces
Mariachi Joe wonders if the Moon is actually a two-dimensional disc used for surveillance. Yes. Yes it is. In this world, I put that up there.
HellSpawn had images of madness flash before their eyes.
HellSpawn kills off his Side Characters. Probably from rage induced by those flashes of madness.
Mariachi Joe had images of madness flash before their eyes.
Mariachi Joe used a Spoil to summon temporary help. Mariachi Joe went insane and bashed their head against a wall 40 times! How long will that last though?
Collarbone had their strength drained by unknown forces
Collarbone successfully defused a Relish Nuke. Hm. I should have left better instructions for Garen. Wilson had the speed of the winds surround them! Wilson suddenly goes Trickster, to the annoyance of Collarbone. Collarbone was so weak, they took 50 damage! Oh Wilson... stop getting involved in Homestuck. Especially Trickster you. Well, at least it worked.
And then Collarbone died of it!
Alexiron was gifted a potion of strength by someone!
Hey! Twitch! I'm starting to stream my pro LOL game play. You should totally go watch that for at least the next 10 seconds rather than this.
Alexiron managed to survive the Twitch Hivemind's mind control! Good thing all the Twitch watchers left for a moment.
Septavius was gifted a potion of strength by someone!
Septavius beat back Subtus and Supertus and made it to the roots! Those turrets seemed unusually powerful. How lucky.
MetalHead suddenly started to lag heavily Hey, don't blame me for this isolated sudden burst of lag that is only effecting you.
MetalHead activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky... Oh sure, totally the lag.
MetalHead managed to pull an entity from Wilson's dreamscape. ... Hey, stop getting outside help. And leave Wilson alone, why don't you?
Alexiron found a fragment of the script!
MK-Watson-A decided to join Alexiron's cause. I suppose you can look after him for a while.
Mariachi Joe activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky...
Mariachi Joe spends a 5 post charge to make a tent.
Septavius plots a narrative-changing Summon.
Ashiron fends off the animatronics with noisemakers. Funny how your power never ran out...
Ashiron was gifted a potion of strength by someone!
Ashiron became irritated at the fact that their color is missing. Do you want me to get that ba- wait, you never had one.
HellSpawn's entities are getting restless...
HellSpawn activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky...
HellSpawn ate all of their supplies out of desperation. Not like you had many.
Garen became a schrodinger's cat and might have died. ... Hold on a moment, I need to run some calculations...
... that's... that's not good... That wasn't in the script... I've gotta work on that...
Wilson had the speed of the winds surround them! Wilson wound up Gender-bent, but exploited the Second Law of Gender-bending like a pro. But... male and female Fennecs don't look all that different...
Alexiron's entity was killed off by wildlife. Stupid wildlife.
HellSpawn managed to insta-summon a Player without consequence. ... No outside help!
Mariachi Joe had images of madness flash before their eyes.
Mariachi Joe grabbed the Smart Ball, but dropped it. Mariachi Joe went insane and bashed their head against a wall 20 times! I wonder where that went...
Mariachi Joe activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky...
Mariachi Joe challenges Rage to Super Smash Bros and won! Rage? What the [REDACTED]. How could you have lost that?
MetalHead had images of madness flash before their eyes.
SBaHJ, I need you for a moment...
MetalHead got their inventory jpeg'd. MetalHead's alchemies backfired, dealing 130 damage to him!
And then MetalHead died of it!
Alexiron COULD, in fact, fly. Well. yeah.
Ashiron was sent free entities!
Ashiron caught the X-Plauge. Modpack, Get out of here! Shoo!
Septavius was gifted a potion of strength by someone!
Septavius remembered his Maxims and followed the running demolitions expert.
Alexiron lost to a potted plant, but escape was automatic anyway. And I had a chicken mount waiting for you just in case.
Mariachi Joe had images of madness flash before their eyes.
Mariachi Joe's acticated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky...
Mariachi Joe finds an Ancestral Artifact. Mariachi Joe went insane and bashed their head against a wall 50 times!
And then Mariachi Joe died of it! Aw, finding an Ancestral Artifact could have been a turning point.
Septavius and Alexiron decided to not fight each other. Aw... I so totally wanted to see another duel.
Hold on a moment, I need to do some time shenanigans...
Whoa! Garen faked their own death but is back now!
There. Of course he did. Was there ever any doubt?
Alexiron had the speed of the winds surround them! I feel like leaving some rare items in a chest in this specific spot. No reason.
Alexiron found some cool stuff in a chest.
HellSpawn suddenly started to lag heavily
HellSpawn activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky...
HellSpawn stood there and devoured some cheese despite a severe cheese allergy. Good job. Eh, not all that impressed.
HellSpawn was crushed by a Mech before they could hack it. I always use proper encryption for my mechs.
Our Winners! I never said there had to be just one, heh.
5: Wilson 97.0 strength, 105.0 dexterity, 90.0 intelligence, 65.0 entities, 60.0 alchemies.
4: Septavius 85.0 strength, 65.0 dexterity, 55.0 intelligence, 60.0 entities, 30.0 alchemies.
3: Alexiron 100.0 strength, 90.0 dexterity, 75.0 intelligence, 78.0 entities, 70.0 alchemies.
2: Ashiron 71.0 strength, 50.0 dexterity, 44.0 intelligence, 55.0 entities, 52.0 alchemies.
1: Garen 85.0 strength, 23.0 dexterity, 80.0 intelligence, 50.0 entities, 100.0 alchemies.
Well everyone, what a lovely game. I hope everyone had a great time. A little one sided though. But sometimes, one group is just stronger, faster, and overall better than another. For more simulations like this, go to the discussion thread. And of course, nothing that happens in here is actually cannon, except for that all these guys are going to take a bunch of damage and the winners will be healed.
Commands:
- Alexiron: Chain of Water. MANA: 2/8
- Asharon: Heat Therapy on Garen.
Terrain: 40% Ash, 60% Water.
HP: 24/25 240,000/250,000
Mana: 8/8 (Restores 2 per turn)
Attacks (Can attack any number of times per turn, but must spend 3 mana to make an attack):
Hydro Talons: Tears through enemies like a chainsaw. Deals 15,000 damage, doubled if the enemy has been knocked prone. Increases the percentage of land that is wet by 20%
Geyser: Drys all the land, but deals 60,000 damage times the percentage of land that was wet. (100% = times 1, 75% = times .75, etc)
Chain of Water: Heals the 4 most injured allies for 6,000. On players, it heals for 6 instead. Increases the percentage of land that is wet by 20%
Volcanic Rush: Deals 3,000 damage and knocks the enemy prone. While prone, their damage is reduced by up to 10,000. They get back up at the end of next turn. Makes 10% of the terrain wet.
Healing mist: removes one turn of up to 3 debuffs the team has. Makes 30% of the terrain wet.
Riptide: Heals an ally for 22,000. In addition, if the target has any heal over time effects, remove them and apply all of healing now.
Passives:
Bleeding Heart: Whenever a friendly minion entity dies, Alexiron takes 5,000 damage. Whenever a friendly player dies, she takes 10,000 damage. This only applies to entities/players in her current zone.
Lifebringer: If a friendly player is below 15 health, they may ask Alexiron for help and she will set their health back to 15. Costs 1 Mana. If they have more than 15 health, they can pick a player to heal for 8 health at the cost of 2 mana.
Mana Spring: Restores 1 bonus mana for every 25% of the terrain is water at the end of turn.
Combo Frenzy: After either Alex or Ash helps kill a significant foe, damage increases by 20% for the next 2 turns. Can stack up to 3 times.
Defeatist: Will stop fighting to save Asharon if he falls in combat.
HP: 225,000/225,000
Bullets of Ash: Fires small bits of hardened ash at opponents. Deals 22,000 damage but cannot hit enemies who have been knocked prone. Covers 20% of the land in ash.
Ash Slam: Flings a large wall of hardened ash. Deals 3,000 damage and knocks the enemy prone. While prone, their damage is reduced by up to 10,000. They get back up at the end of next turn. Covers 20% of the land in ash.
Ash storm: Deals 2,000 damage to up to 5 enemies. Covers 30% of the land in ash.
Heat therapy: Heals a target for 5,000 per turn for 5 turns.
Ash Spikes: Removes all ash, but deals 60,000 damage times the percentage of land that was covered in ash. (100% = times 1, 75% = times .75, etc)
Passives:
Shifting Ash: When an enemy is knocked prone, Asharon can uncover 40% of the land from ashes and copy the opponent's weapon for the next two turns, giving him different abilities.
Suffocating Ash: For every 25% of the land that is covered in ash, deals 10,000 damage to prone enemies at the end of each turn.
Combo Frenzy: After either Alex or Ash helps kill a significant foe, damage increases by 20% for the next 2 turns. Can stack up to three times.
Defeatist: Will stop fighting to save Alexiron if she falls in combat.
The number in parentheses is the number of times you need to assist Wilson's charges in order to buy it. Once you buy it, you're free to duplicate it. Wilson will also accept IOUs or other alchemies in trade.
Current status: owner missing _ Total wealth = 378$ _ Wilson's charges A: 50/50 (stored as a surprise), B: 12/50 (lvl 1 = 1 ingredient used, lvl 2 = 2 ingredients used or 2 potions combined, and so on)
Fseftr: 264$ (basically infinite)
Tazz: 7$
Generic: 28$
Gutza1: 2$
CrystalCat: 2$
Pricy: 6$
Pokefan151: 8$
Diablo x1 (lvl 7 scythe, 10$)
Kelpie's Blade x1 (lvl 7 weapon, 10$)
Spectra's Chestplate (lvl 5 colorful armor, 8$)
Potion of (super?) rejuvenation x1 (3$, lvl 1, gives crits)
Potion of Magic x2 (3$, lvl 1, random effects)
Potion of (holy) Wrath x2 (5$, lvl 2, says on the tin)
Potion of Nectar x2 (5$, lvl 2, healing and crit)
Splash potion of Critmist II x7 (6$, lvl 3, crits)
Potion of Ambrosa x2 (6$, lvl 3, healing + crits)
Nectar cake x2 (6$, lvl 3, healing food)
Woolen Bandage x2 (3$, lvl 1, healing)
Potion of Infusement x1 (4$, lvl 2, magic power +)
Potion of Potential x1 (lvl 1, slight buff)
Potion of Fury x4 (6$, lvl 3, magic power +, holy power ++)
Potion of Armor x2 (3$, lvl 1, dmg reduction)
Potion of War II x2 (7$, lvl 4, +dmg, -dmg taken)
Potion of Zeus x2 (7$, lvl 4, healing, dmg dealt+ Dmg taken -)
Potion of Water Armor x2 (2$, lvl1, armor while in water)
Potion of Moonlight x1 (3$, lvl 1, regen)
Potion of Fortune x3 (2$, lvl 1, more ores)
Potion of HellSun x2 (3$, lvl 1, Powers of the Nether)
Potion of Scratch II x2 (6$, lvl 3, control time for a bit)
Potion of IMAAAAGGGGINNNNAAAATIOOONNNN II x2 (4$, lvl 2)
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: $266
Battlefield: I look up the Employer on the wiki cueball, but not before duping a copy just in case
+2 to Wilson
Indigo Flames AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 11/11
Vis AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 11/11
Teleporter AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 8/11
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Join Date:
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Posts:
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Minecraft:
crystalcat
Member Details
Turn 2/3
(Essence of the Fundament >o< Altar) && Smash Ball = Orb of Origin 11/11. COMPLETED.
Large Crystal Mover && Alcubierre Drive = FTL Crystal Mover 10/11.
Crystalindigolovat && Cockpit. 2/11.
I begin alchemizing the Orb of Reality, drawn from someone else's previous alchemization. Since I don't have an original copy to base the thing off of, and thus duplicate it, it'll take the full 11 posts. 1/11
+1 to Gutza, +1 to Erelye.
ENTD System 11/50. (+2 from Erelye.)
I once again grab True Crystallum, the gloves warping out of their dimensional pocket to appear on my hands. The staff appears in the right glove, the Devices connecting and sending the gestalt into Mage Mode. I point the staff at Serpent, preparing to give her a taste of her own medicine. In the form of massive amounts of cold. Fair is fair, after all. I begin chanting, "Heed the contract and serve me, Queen of Ice! Come, everlasting darkness, the eternal glacier! Freeze the world over, and let all living things feel nothing but the agony of death!" The temperature around Serpent instantly drops some two hundred and ninety degrees to approximately absolute zero, and she finds herself frozen in a huge crystal of ice. "Κοσμικη Κρυσταλλοπηγια." The crystal seems to solidify, a sharp contrast to my last use of this spell. This version is more meant for long-term incapacitation than direct damage, although, considering the power levels flying around, I doubt it'll hold her for more than one or two actions. I do know a more long-term freezing spell, but the Eternal Coffin would certainly require a charge of its own for use. That one is a truly unbreakable prison to the prisoner, requiring an outside force to aid in escape. Granted, we have no shortage of those. On a related note, why exactly did my attacks last turn do so little damage? Each one used either a 25-charged weapon, a 25x2 charge weapon, or an actual 50-charged weapon. I should think they'd be at least equivalent to level 10 weapons. Oh, yes, Full Drive 5/10.
The Bleak opened a giant spoiler in their face! The Bleak took 20,000 damage! The Bleak bashed their head against a wall 19,990 times! The Bleak stabbed itself in the foot for 19,990 damage! The Bleak tripped over its own feet 19,990 times! The Bleak's entities were so disgruntled they dealt the Bleak 19,990 damage! The Bleak's alchemies backfired and dealt the Bleak 19,990 damage!
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Weird Things Mods Say When Booting
[Client thread/INFO] [TConstruct]: Natura, what are we going to do tomorrow night?
[Client thread/INFO] [Natura]: TConstruct, we're going to take over the world!
[Client thread/INFO] [inpure|core]: Beating Minecraft's resource loading system with a shovel. Please stand by...
[Client thread/INFO] [MagicBees]: Replacing stupid-block with 'Here, have some delicious textures' ItemBlock. This is 100% normal.
=TURN ONE=
=CHARGE=
+1 to Modpack
+1 to Erelye
=ACTION=
I equip THE PAIN TRAIN, then head towards Root C.
=COMMAND=
>Garen: Use Courage!
>Abathur: Relocate the unused Symbiote to Garen! (Locust.3: Attack Skullface!)
>Symbiote(Wilson): Use Stab on The Bleak's Ribcage/Mouth!
>Symbiote(Garen): Use Carapace Shield!
(Hey Twin, have you been doing the Symbiote's passive regen? They heal 5,000 / turn to attached targets.)
The dream that you've never dreamed is suddenly about to FLOWER.
Chair-City? (Ind) (Tra)
I force the RIBCAGE to hear the noise from the BIG BANG!
I throw Excalipur at the Ribcage.
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
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 = Roleplay Upholder (10/11)
Libratum Cogitatione 30/30! (Crystalized; +1 from Gutza)
Eldarium Curse 21/50 (Amp'd; Crystalized; Ire'd; +1 from Gutza)
+1 to Tazz; +1 to Crystal.
I do hope Tazz and I haven't made the great and righteous Hand and its followers too complex. Regardless, Trott, Smith, and Ross all execute their standard attacks (Divine Blade, Branding, and Hand's Eye, respectively) on the ribcage of the Bleak. Unless I am horribly mistaken, the Ribcage will be destroyed by the end of this turn.
I incline my hand, pointing it at the Bleak. The Ring of Sorcery glints with an alchemical glow, both mechanical and arcane, pure yellow. I direct the flow of energies within the ring, fusing alchemical energies of great potency. Do you have any idea how expensive red matter is, to preface this? Through the pleasant medium of EMC values, one knows that a single orb of red matter is worth approximately fifty-seven diamonds. Hah. Anyhow, I point the ring at the Bleak, and activate Red Matter, the four-turn charge. This thing's charge time is twice that of the Hazel Wand, so it should be adequate. Immediately, the Bleak begins to feel an odd sensation in its entire body, that of both snow and flame filling every single passage, organic, artificial, or otherwise. As this occurs, roots and vines begin to grow within the Bleak, crawling up the bodily orifices with little difficulty. I twitch my finger slightly, and a green-colored feather bursts forth from the core, sailing towards the Bleak at near the speed of sound. Upon impact, a bolt of lightning rends through any upward obstacles, and cleaves through the pallid, clammy flesh of the Bleak as easily as one might utilize a serrated metal bar to slice through churned milk. Hah. Of course, I'm only getting started with the applications of this attack. As if I were waiting to launch an actual assault, I move my ring finger, thrusting my arm forward with no difficulty whatsoever. Immediately, long, thin projectiles composed of pure destruction tear through one end of the Bleak, and exit through the other, showing a yellow alchemical glow quite clearly as they do so. With a thought, large portions of the Bleak's flesh are transmuted to materials of an infinitely higher value, falling to the floor with audible noises. Suddenly, a vaguely blade-shaped object with a handle composed of some pure black material, and a mildly shear-esque blade composed of glowing red material appears in my hands. Recalling my knowledge from past experiments and knowledge long lost in the annals of history, I charge the weapon. Suddenly, death sweeps over the area, gnawing at the Bleak's outer body with an intense blare akin to the feeling commonly felt by human beings when their epidermises are slowly removed to better understand human anatomy and physiology. Hah. I toss the extremely dangerous short blade-looking object into the air, and it glows completely yellow, before disappearing. Before the Red Katar fully vanishes, innumerable spines composed of pure red matter imbed themselves in the outer body of the Bleak, slowly working their way deeper, to eradicate the mimes, sustaining fragments of their life force for further research. With a completely stoic expression on my face, I incline my hand slightly. Explosions of an alchemical nature rocket throughout the tower, centralized around the Bleak. Evidentially, splinter shards of red matter are not ideal for the vocation of fully keeping within the body. Hah. I lower my hand slightly.
I raise one of my eyebrows ever so slightly at Eric.
So YOU were the one who triggered well over sixty wards and disrupted the power source for NPFOGIZ-2. I assure you of two things. One, the cost of my experimentation is well worth the rewards, and that the constant supply of knowledge it grants me suggests that I will not stop any time soon. Two, you haven't even been to the lower levels yet. You have tentatively made an incision upon the primal surface of what lies within the depths of Grayhold. I can see a kaleidoscope of temporal and neural probability at a highly-limited fluctuating range amongst those I consider adversaries. I can also see, rather faintly, that there are infinite alternate versions of me answering your question with infinite variation. One in particular answered by vomiting a stream of blood and prime numbers out of his third mouth. Regarding my 'friends,' the vast majority of them are fat wet bags of meat withering under the oppressive tyranny of time and puppeteered by the arbitrary whims of natural selection. While I've essentially become what you would refer to as an outcast amongst them, I doubt they want you intruding upon their completely meaningless personal lives that will serve to do nothing but expend valuable time, prolong the inevitable, and assure them a long and painful death.
I also head for Root C!
While shooting at Metalhead with Ultimatum!
Stuff charges!
+1x2 to Erelye!
happen
Somehow, I ended up GM-ing this thing over at Bay12;
http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=149024.870
PIT_ICARUS' TURN (3/3 Actions Remaining):
A.B.E.: 21/50
Umbra Scepter: 5/7
I equip the Polygonal Arcs and attack The Ribcage with it.
If anyone over the past few days said anything relevant to me, RP-wise, I missed it. I realize there's a good probability nothing was said, but still.
/null
happen
Somehow, I ended up GM-ing this thing over at Bay12;
http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=149024.870
Alchemies
The Black Hand > Fine = The Author's Artifact (4/10)
SCP-061 USB && Unicoder = Wands of Auditory Mind Control / SCP-061-DTG (1/OH YES.)
Speakonia USB && Vocaloid 4 Editor && Reality Majyyks && Scribe's Wands = Voxwands (9/10)
Action
I pull out the Sizer and fire on the Bleak's ribcage. A giant bullet made of SCP-409 hits the Bleak, infecting it with SCP-409. (OUT OF IDEAS)
Proof of Concept, PLEASE be more careful!
I take out a giant crowbar, stick it in the ground next to the remnants of the barbed wire, then drive it underneath! I begin to use it as a lever to get the barbed wire out of the ground! Eventually, it becomes just barbed wire carpet, which is far less dangerous! I put on my anti-sharp-pointy things-things boots and continue standing next to the root!
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Turn 1
My Actions: See Below
(Godmodder's Tower) I use a Picture of Hoopa Unbound while comparing Bleak's entire Body and he thinks he copied it's body then i got so angry for copying it's body and becomes the Angry Lawyer then i smash the Ribcage with m Giant Holy Hammer.
(Wilson's Shop) N/A
(Others) +2 to Talist
Starry Mage's Action: I am bending the Ribcage as the Mega Alakazam.
Tower Plans: Link to Forge (My own Updating Post) I was a bit Lazy for that! but i will try...
Special things Alchemy and Charges:
Project Storm in the Works... Inside and outside Godcraft 25/50
Flandre Scarlet Current Spellcard usage: Taboo "Four of a Kind" is on Normal Mode and begins to target Bleak's Ribcage
Mokou Current Spellcard usage Deathless "Xu Fu's Dimension" and begins to target Bleak's Ribcage
Different Venoms OOO Potion of Infection 1/2 = ??? (This is a part of the Ultimate Venom Cycle)
my 5 Special Charges that is part of Project Storm, Nova and Genesis. ( 3 of These cannot start yet due to 3 active 50 charges)
??? 4/50
??? 4/50
??? 0/50 Cannot Start yet.
??? 0/50 Cannot Start yet.
??? 0/50 Cannot Start yet.
Charge Storage: 20 (+1 from Amperz +1 from Irecreeper +6 from Pokefan +6 from Talist +6 from Kage_Yaiba)
Others i have.
Total Damage so Far: 210250 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) Potion of Buffing 1xIn 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.
I PUT UP. A UNAGI SENTRY. IN FRONT. OF THE ROOTS. TO ATTACK PLAYERS.
I take the Bleak's Wings and start forcefully tearing off membrane from them, making them useless.
i t/\ke p/\luten/\'s bow /\nd stretch it /\cross the ble/\k's neck, /\ttempting to sn/\p it.
Oh no
THE MOON IS RISING 42/50
???: CAREFUL, I'll show you CAREFUL
ME: No, he's right
I equip a MAGICAL jet pack, and fly where nobody can reach me.
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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
Roleplay Slayer Halberd && Warded Mirror && Eldritch Tentacle = Roleplay Upholder (11/11!)
Libratum Cogitatione 30/30!
Eldarium Curse 22/50 (Amp'd)
+1 to Tazz; +1 to Crystal.
I examine the Roleplay Upholder, immediately utilizing it to permanently defend myself from any disgruntled fellows who see it fit to assault me with the threat of meta sanctions to get me to utilize a deadly attack with horrific consequences before it is required.
30/30 Expended.
Grayhold Citadel, approx. 00:27
I stare at the desk directly before me, attempting to formulate an adequate theory for the manipulation of order energies within the mind, quite clearly suffering from a lack of creativity. My Primal Scribing Tools glimmer in the candlelight. Perhaps it might be best if I devised a more adequate approach to this concept in general. I immediately deftly leap from my chair, and begin to pace around my study, occasionally peering into the large contained pool of ink in the center of the room. I continue to pace around the room, unfazed by the unusually dim surroundings seeing as the only light sources are the eight candles around the rim of the firepit-esque pool of ink. Looking upwards, at the shelves, filled with devices, bottles, and innumerable tomes, I continue to think. One thing of note about this room is that there are absolutely no open triangles in the entirety of the room. No need for any prying eyes. Hah. I continue to pace around the room, occasionally stopping to gaze at a bookshelf, or something of the sort. Perhaps this one might work. I look upwards, at a particular book upon a shelf. With a thought, the thing sails into my hand. The book's cover is emblazoned with two cursive letters; R, and L. I stride back towards my research table, covered in sheets of parchment, bottles of ink, and open books, shifting them all to adjacent tables, sitting down. I open the book, pulling a sheet of paper towards me, along with my Primal Scribing Tools. I open the thick book, and begin to read. Several minutes and several page-turnings later, I find something. Hah. This is it. This diagram of a dream bubble has shattered the floodgates of inspiration within my mind. The key is knowing that the laws and order utilized by the mind can be easily exploited by powerful beings and/or idiotic fools who accidentally discover something. I immediately begin scribbling down markings upon my nigh-untouched research paper, formulating a somewhat plausible theory. After several minutes, I have devised some semblance of a spell capable of carrying out what I desire. I immediately leap from my chair nimbly, grabbing my research, and striding out of the study, carefully closing and locking the door behind me. I grab a clean sheet of paper on my way out. I head to the nearest infusion room, carefully avoiding any and all life. My boots do not make an audible sound upon the relatively soft Greatwood floors. Reaching the infusion room, I immediately head for the nearest table, pulling out a violet pen. Several dozen minutes later, I stride nonchalantly towards the central pedestal of the Infusion Altar, carefully holding a sheet of paper covered in my cursive writing, in the usual violet ink. Before I reach the central pedestal, however, I stop. Perhaps it might be wise to test this in a Curative Vat. Then again, it would ruin the paper. Hah. I sprint to the other side of the room, whipping out the Hazel Wand and placing it upon a nearby Arcane Workbench. I grab a number of bottles of ink, before settling on something far more constant, putting the bottles away. I immediately stab myself, allowing the blood to drip into a vial. Around 1000 LP worth of blood, I'd say. In other words, approximately five HP. I place the paper upon the Arcane Workbench, telekinetically applying runes formed of my own blood. I immediately strengthen the runes around the edges of the paper with their respective wards. Upon doing this, I grab both the Hazel Wand and the paper, and rush out of the room, heading for something different entirely. Perhaps it might be best if I utilized several more obscure methods of creation. I stride through the halls of Grayhold, towards a specific laboratory. The corotite-plated doors immediately slide open, and I walk within, hearing the door seal shut behind me. The doors of these laboratories are secured for a reason. I don't want another Incident to occur. Another corotite-plated door opens before me, and I stride within, examining the room inside. A Cultivation Vat with a Modified Runic Matrix affixed to the top lies in the direct center of the room, surrounded by both essentia tubes and pedestals. I drop the paper into the vat, watching the wards repel the water. Perhaps this wasn't the wisest idea. Regardless, I place four Order Crystal Clusters on the surrounding pedestals. Instead of immediately activating the Modified Runic Matrix, I head over to a wall on the side directly next to my essentia storage for infusion. I grab several vials of essentia of indeterminate type, and affix them to the extraction pump, hearing a click as they slide into place. I tap the Modified Runic Matrix with the Hazel Wand, and turn all four of the valves on the essentia tubes connected to the Cultivation Vat. Liquid essentia flows into the tank, binding with the essence of the paper within. Bits of Ordo, Cognitio, Potentia, and Sensus flow into the vat. I turn the valve on the vial extraction device, and traces of long-forgotten essentia flow into the vat as well. Primarily Bestiola and Imperito. A second burst of Cognitio flows into the tank, and the Modified Runic Matrix begins to consume the crystal clusters. Around a minute later, the ingredients are all gone. Yet, the infusion continues, consuming neither ingredients nor essentia. I stare at the vat for a few moments, attempting to figure out what is occurring. Given the item at hand, I think I know what it needs. I stand utterly still, placing my hands on my temples, focusing. After several moments, a Mind symbol appears before me. My eyes do not open to examine it. I continue to concentrate. Suddenly, a glowing dark teal Libra symbol appears above the Modified Runic Matrix. Several scales composed entirely of teal energy also appear, with a bottle of ink and a tome on one end, and a small, pure-white, idol of an dragon with piercing ruby eyes on the other end. The two begin to sway up and down on the scales, slowly, one occasionally dipping downwards. I continue to concentrate. Slowly, the two ends of the scale balance out, suddenly achieving equal weight. Hah. The entirety of the inside of the Cultivation Vat glows teal, obscuring everything within. There is a flash of light searing into the retinas of all within around a mile, and everything goes black. I open my eyes, noting that steam is wafting from the place wherein the Mind symbol was initially positioned. The Modified Runic Matrix has ceased pulsating and glowing, the infusion complete. I pull the dry sheet of paper out of the vat, and immediately perform the necessary tasks upon creating some sort of Arcane Contract, of the sort not to be messed with by minor magicians or dabblers in the occult (Scanning it with a Thaumometer, documenting it in my Thaumonomicon, et cetera). Well, unless you desire death. I disappear in a flash of amethyst light.
Back on the tower, I appear, holding the Hazel Wand in one hand, and an occult-looking contract lined with runes made of my own blood. The contract glows with dark teal light. I stare at the Bleak, holding the Arcane Contract up to the nearest source of light. The header of the thing is composed of a dark teal Libra symbol on both ends of the paper, with the title 'Libratum Cogitatione' in betwixt. I immediately read out the entirety of the Arcane Contract to myself once more, assuring myself that my words will be somewhat adequate. After this, I immediately begin reading out the arcane law to the Bleak, not allowing it a chance to react, nor to speak over me. Two glowing dark teal Libra symbols appear. One before the Bleak, and one before me. Utilizing my Mind abilities, I predict how the Bleak might react to this, and immediately prevent it from occurring. I continue to read the arcane law to the Bleak, not reacting when I suddenly receive visions of potential decisions and consequences in my mind's eye. The teal glow of the contract grows brighter, and I continue to read aloud to the Bleak. My will begins struggling inadvertently with that of the Bleak, and the Libra symbol before me glows with the occasional burst of amethyst energy. My sight is suddenly and inexplicably linked with that of the vast majority of the Mind players in the multiverse for several brief moments. One, sitting next to a spidertroll, feels an odd presence as I stare through her eyes for a moment. Another, a troll skateboarding in a dream bubble, feels a presence as well, as I stare through her eyes as well. Another, once again a troll, yet two, at the same time, in far closer proximity to me at the current moment, if you know what I mean. Hah. Anyhow, she feels my sight as well, as I stare through both of their eyes for a brief moment. Finally, I stare through the eyes of the closest Mind player to me, before returning to my initial mental position. That player is me, obviously. As I stare at the bleak, what appears to be a sort of neural cell body, only sustaining three dendrites, appears within my pupils. In other words, a Mind symbol. I immediately channel the essence of the contract. Suddenly, the Bleak bursts into flames, writhing in involuntary agony. Now, if only for a mere moment, you are the ones suffering from involuntary actions you cannot control coming from an external force. The Bleak abruptly stops moving, Indigo Flames still burning into it. Everything grows gray, save my form, and that of the already pallid Bleak. All other beings stop moving, slowing in time. The Libra symbol nearest to the Bleak burns into its ribcage, searing it with the pure, unadulterated potency of justice. Suddenly, a monolithic presence weighs upon us all. I look upwards, only to see nothing. However, when I look back down again, a monolithic creature stares at me with its blank, pale eyes, and its massive form. It seems to bend spacetime around its form, and is many times larger than the tower. In fact, it seems to be larger than the entirety of GodCraft, perhaps even Universe C. I cannot fully grasp the sense of the being's mass. The Bleak, however, is handling this being extremely badly, and immediately collapses to the floor, burning with Indigo Flames. I attempt to look at the horrifying beast, fully grasping the sense that it could end all life in this universe with a twitch of a tentacle. The many beaked being opens one of its innumerable maws, its milky-pale eyes looking unblinkingly upon the situation. Every time I attempt to look at the creature, I find my vision looking elsewhere after a few moments, diverted away. The creature, from what little I can grasp of it, seems slimy. Tenebrous. Stygian, even. Rugose. Furtive, hideous, nameless. Undying, invincible, all-knowing. Fungous, with a horrifying gibbous form and a squamous exterior. I stare into the non-Euclidean existence that is the being's many eyes, and mutter a single phrase to the eldritch beast.
Ash reposkelory ysa'angau sa's sul'oa.
As if as a response, a scratchy, yet extremely low screeching, whispering, muttering, screaming... crying noise emanates throughout the empty motionless plane, tearing into my eardrums, echoing throughout reality, rending the outer layers of the Bleak to paste, and leaving me standing. A combination of sobbing, screaming, speech, and demise, put to words. Perhaps they are the final sounds of this creature's victims or sacrifices, molded into words I can understand. Suddenly, my vision flashes, showing me an image of a young girl being stabbed to death by two fellows that appear to be her parents on an altar in their home. The vision rapidly shifts, showing me a man drowning himself. Then, it vacillates again, and again, and again, seemingly constantly, showing me visions of death, murder, and sacrifice. A teenager, stabbed to death by their best friend, lying in a puddle of water and their own blood in a torrential downpour within the forest just beside their suburban home. A host of cultists, hanging each other to please their master in a secluded cavern beneath a city. A young child, impaled upon a spike in the wilderness, drained of all blood, utilized for research, an incision upon their throat. An empty-feeling young fellow, going a little too far with their process of accruing pain to feel something, anything at all, dead in their bathroom, a razor blade in one hand. Everyone in the tower, save the Bleak and I, frozen in time eternally, nailed to a wall, their bodies slowly withering away. I continue to watch for minutes, perhaps longer. Hours, at most. Then, I blink several times, and stare into the milky white eyes of the being, too large to even attempt perceiving beyond this point. A horrifying panting sound begins to come from the Bleak, derived from pure pain. To the most of my knowledge, this was occurring the entire time, though I was too caught up in visions to notice, or reciprocate. The Bleak's outer layers, down to where bone should be, were ground to dust and paste during the visions, I suppose. The Bleak reappears wholly, and is slowly rent to nonexistence, torn apart by the presence of this being. Three words are seared into my retinas for a few moments. You cannot escape. The being begins to... flow towards me, through me, and disappears, slowly fading, the amalgamation of sounds remaining several moments afterwards, perhaps as a farewell. Everything regains color, and time resumes. I stand still for several moments, staring at everyone. I blink several times, and resume speaking to the Bleak, noticing that it is horribly battered, coated in layers of paste and dust. I flick the Hazel Wand, and it immediately shifts form, innocuously, to a staff headed with the visage of a dragon head with rubies for eyes. I point the staff at the Bleak, and continue the Arcane Contract, saying something akin to either the Bleak's charges and fate, or possibly its eventual doom at the hands of those under service of the Outer Gods. With a tug, the staff pulls apart into two halves, blades on either end. I point the half attached to what was initially the topper of the staff at the Bleak, and the blade seems to suck in all light around it, glowing faintly teal and amethyst. I continue a phrase of the contract, jabbing the blade in the direction of the Bleak. A massive gaping hole appears in the Bleak directly where I gestured. I flash-step away for a moment, before returning to my position. Suddenly, the Bleak is sustaining innumerable slices, cuts, and, above all, precise and skillful puncture wounds. I suddenly flash-step away, appearing directly before the Bleak. It is unable to move, oddly. I proceed to use the halves of the canesword to ascend upwards, scaling the beast, brutally stabbing into the Bleak with every cycle of ascent. Upon reaching where the head would be on normal creatures, I stab both of the blades inwards, attempting to sink both into the Bleak, as deep as possible. They both sink to the hilt. Regardless, I jab them inwards a bit, letting go of the halves of the canesword, attempting to damage as much as possible for as long as possible. I wait for several moments, and grab on both ends of the canesword. I begin to pull them out, suffering some difficulty. After around a second, both blades pop out with a sickening squelch. I leap off of the top of the Bleak, immediately spinning backwards, and stabbing the blades into the creature, allowing my downward momentum to pull me, carving two massive gashes down the Bleak. I wipe the blades off on some of the Bleak's unstained flesh, before quietly striding back to my earlier position before the Libra symbol, Libratum Cogitatione floating before it. Then, I slide the halves of the cane back into place, and toss it upwards a bit. It transforms back to the Hazel Wand, and I catch it deftly, heading back to reading the contract immediately, nonchalantly disregarding all that just occurred. The Libra symbol before the Bleak suddenly transforms into the mark of the Great Old Ones, and moves inward, searing into its pallid, clammy flesh. I finish the contract, and it bursts into Indigo Flames. I hold it, watching as it burns away. The Bleak burns with Indigo Flame as well, which finally subsides as the contract burns away.
In case you don't have time to read this, please remember to subtract 5 HP from me.
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Grayhold Citadel, approx. 01:19
Around an hour after my construction and utilization in full of Libratum Cogitatione, I stride up and down the halls of Grayhold Citadel in the middle of the night, peering into shadow, seemingly searching for something. I walk up and down staircases, through hallways, and into small rooms, glancing behind my back every so often. I stride down a long hallway, lit by nothing but a lamp quite some distance down, lined with bookshelves, tables, and the occasional occult device. Peering out a window, shifting the curtains away for a moment, I allow starlight to pass into the hall, before continuing along on my path. The starlight floods into the room, illuminating nothing important-looking. A bookshelf, and an odd-looking amalgamation of a valves, tubes, metal, and wires, with a clear crystal firmly affixed to the top. The crystal glows with a pale blue light when it is struck by starlight. I allow the curtains to swing back into place, before walking off. I swiftly take the most expedient path to the study, entering it, a stoic expression upon my face, as per usual. I quickly look behind myself, seeing nobody, before quietly closing the Arcane Door, and locking it. I look to the research table, before averting my eyes to a large thaumic device before a bookshelf. I stride over, swiftly passing through the narrow space between the machine and the edge of the well of ink, looking at the device's front. With a silent hand gesture, the device glows with a pale amethyst light, floating into the air, and moving several feet backward, before settling on the floor once more. I stop, listening, my heart thundering, when the machine makes an extremely muffled thump upon softly hitting the ground. After a few moments, I walk over to the bookshelf the machine was blocking, reaching in to a cubic object seemingly embedded into the shelf. It appears to be a keypad. I discreetly type in a password, stepping back. The bookshelf, as if on a hinge, swings backwards, revealing a passage. I stride within, cautiously closing the thing behind myself, grabbing a lantern upon the wall, and heading the only way possible; down the stairs on the left turn. The staircase goes down a fair bit, before stopping at two mechanical doors with twin windows revealing a rickety-looking lift. I pull a lever, and the doors open. I step within. The doors to the lift slowly close, and I wait, watching as images flash past the window. The elevator is rather slow. Around a minute and a half later, the elevator stops, the windows revealing a rather intriguing room. The doors open, and I enter the room, placing the lantern on a table. The room is filled with complex mechanical and thaumic devices with blinking lights, knobs, buttons, levers, and strange-looking mechanisms. I walk past a plethora of devices and machines to a metallic desk, sitting down at the chair before it. Half of the desk is filled with an amalgam of levers on an inclined board, with the occasional red light. On the other half, lies a circular stone object, along with Journal 3. I grab a chisel-esque tool, and the stone object, bringing it up to the light emitted by whatever is in the room revealed by the rectangular blast window directly before me. The thing has a central smooth stone circle around nine inches in diameter, and a surrounding ring, separated into eight equal sections. I take the chisel-like tool, and raise it to the section on the upper center, carving something within, before muttering a spell. When all is said and done, the section features a central hand, notably having all five fingers, emanating traces of golden light, and three figures. I set both the chisel-like instrument and the stone object on the desk, directly before Journal 3, which appears to be open to the two pages I showed Bill. Hah.
...I stare on in shock and awe at Erelye's attack.
At the Bleak.
With Grimdark eyelasers, Zilly eyelasers, and 11-powered eyelasers.
I have nothing to top that.
So I don't.
I instead generically shoot the Bleak with all the guns and all the ammo. (Note: Ultimatum is one of "all the guns").
Then I use Skylight Mechanics to cut the Bleak in half. *slice*
[Client thread/INFO] [Natura]: TConstruct, we're going to take over the world!
(Actually, Piono, I don't know if you noticed, but the Figure and I, despite technically being the same entity, are rather different. True, UE!me probably wouldn't be able to influence the Narrative at all, but the Figure is pretty much a representation of the "Reality" me personally stepping in. If you really want to know, the Figure has access to Plot Armor, Retcon inducement, genuine omnipotence... The usual stuff that comes with being one of the writers. Essentially, the Figure has the best claim to Godhood of anyone thus seen so far in the series. His main weakness is that the Narrative, contrary to popular belief, is actually slightly sentient. Why is this a weakness? Well, it happens to love a good story, and the Figure's presence isn't great for story writing due to it's power level, so most of the time, the Figure has a near-permanent seat one realm higher, helping maintain the storyline. This time, the Narrative made an exception, but, well... Don't expect the Figure to be doing much fighting anytime soon. His secondary weakness is one shared across all Engie variants, but nobody has thought far outside the box enough yet to discover it.)
"...Sheesh, exposition dump much, me?"
Look, when someone doesn't get what just happened, a lot of words explaining the situation works better than just going "up your's too mate". Now get on with the actually important things. Like killing that GODDAMN MIME PILE!
"No need to shout, I can hear you perfectly fine from here. Now then..."
I (that is, the UE, not the Figure, in case my never referring to the Figure in the first person, having just used the first person, the Figure fixing the 4th wall, AND UE me having just said something implicit of HIM being the one taking action hasn't clued you in) bring a Pomson 9000 to bear, using the power drain feature to shoot through the ribcage, straight to the wings, and attack the Bleak's ability to heal properly. The alternative is that I pull out an old Executioner's Calling and slash the ribcage to inflict Grievous Wounds, which... Well, League of Legends players out there, I'll let you try to remember. Hint: HEALING REDUCTION
"Come on, die already so that I can go kill something that bleeds more."
Component A: 11/50
Component B: 11/50
GODDAMN IT
STUPID GENDERFLIP VIRUS
The Keymaster > Very Fine = The Screen-Locker (Level 6: 3/7)
I'll be making my great escape now!
41/50 and 6/50 +1 to Generic and Pricy.
I spent the 50/50 charge, for real now. I type in a few numbers into a small machine and the air starts to shimmer slightly. "I've had enough of all you...". Blue and white portals pouring with code open behind all of our current enemies and some of our allies. They all get sucked in, even the network of bombs, somehow. And they are all transported, quite literally, to the Hunger Games Simulator. (Note: I ran this simulation yesterday, so it includes HellSpawn and termites. So, just ignore them from the final damage calculation.)
The 14 tributes who were pulled in look around in the dark, wondering where they are. Then, the lights flash on and they realize their in the little tube things the tributes start in. My voice comes in over loudspeakers a few moments later. "Welcome ladies and gentlemen, to the unofficial 10th Hunger Games! I am your game master and commentator, Talist. All my commentary will be in orange so it can be found easily. Now, because this is a special occasion, I've taken the liberty of making a few small changes to the simulation. It should make things more interesting. And, to make sure everyone tries their absolute best, I'll be giving out prizes. Anyone who dies in this game will take damage according to how soon they die, with the first to go taking the most damage. On the other hand, the winner, whoever it may be, will be healed. So, I'd like a fair, honest battle from you all. Don't even bother trying to cheat; you're in my world now. Anyway, enough stalling, let me load it up..."
A few moments of silence follow, and then a robotic voice announces:
All standard events loaded!
All Blood Bath events loaded!
All fatal events loaded!
All tributes loaded!
Everything is ready. May the odds be ever in your favor!
All 14 tributes stand ready for the count to hit 0...
And they're off!
Wilson was gifted a potion of strength by someone! Such quick help... you really are charming.
Wilson woke up HellSpawn. Wake up, its time to die.
Garen was gifted a potion of strength by someone! I did happen to have a lot of blaze powder.
Garen wonders what the Nether is happening. Just do you best. It will all work out.
Garen found a fragment of the script! Did I leave that there? Whoops. I'll let you hold onto it for now, but I'll want it back after this is all said and done.
Garen grabbed a heavy Relish Nuke. Some careless person must have left that there...
Network of Bombs? had images of madness flash before their eyes. Oh, those enchantments certainly aren't mine. I'm still not sure how I got you here though.
Network of Bombs? activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky... What a poor start. Such a shame. Hold on one moment... I need to make a phone call...
Hello? Yes, this is Talist. ... no... look, remember how I told you about Willow a little while ago? Well, yes, introduce her as a full side character with tons of backstory and interpersonal relations with other characters. Yes... yes... throw in a few very, very specific phobias. And, while you're at it, do the same thing with Inari, Justicar, Fayther, CogWynd, Pherix, LeiShi, Watson-A, Yin, Yang, and all the others too. Yes. Alright, bye.
Network of Bombs?'s mind imploded trying to understand the massive character web. I wonder what caused that...
Flesh Eating Termites VS. Bleak. It seems like neither one of you can leave until one is dead... strange...
Flesh Eating Termites attacked first!
Flesh Eating Termites's entities overpowered Bleak's intelligence! (57.0 attack vs. 53.0 defense)
Flesh Eating Termites dealt 5 damage! Bleak has 95 HP left
Bleak's dexterity overpowered Flesh Eating Termites's alchemies! (64.0 attack vs. 53.0 defense)
Bleak dealt 13 damage! Flesh Eating Termites has 41 HP left
Flesh Eating Termites's alchemies overpowered Bleak's dexterity! (91.0 attack vs. 45.0 defense)
Flesh Eating Termites dealt 66 damage! Bleak has 29 HP left
Bleak's entities overpowered Flesh Eating Termites's entities! (53.0 attack vs. 9.0 defense)
Bleak dealt 63 damage! Flesh Eating Termites has -22 HP left
Bleak has killed Flesh Eating Termites
Ashiron attempted to reach Yggdrasil instead of squabble over resources. Strange how you just happened to find a map leading directly to it...
Septavius was sent free entities! Oh look, its the finches. How strange they would just happen to find you.
Septavius bathed in blood. well, fine I suppose...
Barbed Wire had their strength drained by unknown forces How unlucky... you could really use that strength...
Barbed Wire's acticated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky... Now where did I leave my automatic wire cutters...
Barbed Wire stole Oryx's shotgun. Hey, I'll want that back. Its official Tal-Co property even though it says "Oryx's" on it.
HellSpawn realized that they needed to become quicker to not die later on, and learned ninjitsu. We'll see how long that lasts you...
Wilson finds some Knitting Needles. These will be useful for alchemy!. Consider it a free gift.
Mariachi Joe activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky...
Mariachi Joe thought the system of a cornucopia was unfairly benefiting players who started facing the open end. Maybe if you had spent less time wondering about potential unfairness, you would have dodged that trap.
Alexiron was gifted a potion of strength by someone!
Alexiron finds some Knitting Needles. These will be useful for alchemy!. I suppose you can keep those.
MetalHead stole the Origin Wands. Hey... that's not how it was supposed to go...
Ashiron washed Alexiron's hands. She doesn't need washing. She's literally made of water.
MetalHead drop-kicked Septavius to grab Ircucvci. They lived, though. You'll pay for that.
Barbed Wire found a Syringe full of Liquid Memes, perfect for enhancing Entities.
Bleak has acquired iAntimak Carbine. Stop stealing all these official Tal-Co replicas!
Collarbone had their strength drained by unknown forces
Collarbone activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky...
Collarbone finds some Knitting Needles. These will be useful for alchemy!. Maybe I left a few too many of those lying around...
Skullface had their strength drained by unknown forces
Skullface activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky...
Skullface's initial game plan was a dangerous gamble...And it failed!. What a terrible start...
Skullface was so weak, they took 20 damage!
Wilson had the speed of the winds surround them! I might have forgotten about a few dexterity enchantments lying around...
Wilson and HellSpawn had a tea party. ...
Bleak activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky...
Hang on a moment... Rage? I need to see you for a bit. Alright, listen, play Meta Knight, it will be on bridge of Eldin and at the two minute mark a Smash Ball will appear in the upper right corner, go to that and...
Bleak challenges Rage to Super Smash Bros. Rage won. I'm glad they could have had a fair and honest fight.
Skullface had images of madness flash before their eyes.
Skullface activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky...
Skullface found some cool stuff in a chest. Skullface went insane and bashed their head against a wall 40 times!
And then Skullface died of it! Gee. I wonder what was in that chest. Certainly not ancient forgotten fragments of knowledge not meant for mortal eyes.
Garen found a fragment of the script!
Garen praises the Helix Fossil! Yes. Lord Helix will lead you to glory.
Garen found a fragment of the script! Script-a-mon! Gotta collect em all!
Garen and HellSpawn sure do look cute sleeping together. You know what, just, no comment.
MetalHead had their strength drained by unknown forces. Why does that keep happening?
MetalHead activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky...
Pherix decided to join MetalHead's cause. ... ... Pherix... oh Pherix... you really are funny sometimes. What a great joke. Let me repeat that, What. A. Great. Joke. Right Pherix? You know what Pherix, just come here for a moment...
Alexiron had the speed of the winds surround them!
You better... just go over there and wait until CollarBone comes along then...
Alexiron is pinned by Collarbone, but saved by their entities.
Collarbone had their strength drained by unknown forces
Collarbone activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky...
Collarbone summons an ultra-complex death entity. Collarbone was so weak, they took 40 damage! How will entities save you when you're withering away?
Barbed Wire had their strength drained by unknown forces
Barbed Wire activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky...
Don't mind me with this mind control device. It will only be a moment. Pherix, you can help with this too.
Barbed Wire got caught in a Massive Battle of Armies without enough entities to survive.
Alexiron was gifted a potion of strength by someone!
Alexiron ripped off their hand to appease a monster. Hey, don't rip out your feathers. I like those.
Wilson found a fragment of the script!
Wilson Ascended to God-Tiers with HomestuckCraft, to Talist's displeasure. As much as I hate Homestuck, this will have to do.
Septavius was gifted a potion of strength by someone!
Septavius matrix-dodges an arrow from Ashiron, then retreats!. Hey, no in fighting!
Mariachi Joe had their strength drained by unknown forces
Mariachi Joe wonders if the Moon is actually a two-dimensional disc used for surveillance. Yes. Yes it is. In this world, I put that up there.
HellSpawn had images of madness flash before their eyes.
HellSpawn kills off his Side Characters. Probably from rage induced by those flashes of madness.
Mariachi Joe had images of madness flash before their eyes.
Mariachi Joe used a Spoil to summon temporary help. Mariachi Joe went insane and bashed their head against a wall 40 times! How long will that last though?
Collarbone had their strength drained by unknown forces
Collarbone successfully defused a Relish Nuke. Hm. I should have left better instructions for Garen.
Wilson had the speed of the winds surround them!
Wilson suddenly goes Trickster, to the annoyance of Collarbone. Collarbone was so weak, they took 50 damage! Oh Wilson... stop getting involved in Homestuck. Especially Trickster you. Well, at least it worked.
And then Collarbone died of it!
Alexiron was gifted a potion of strength by someone!
Hey! Twitch! I'm starting to stream my pro LOL game play. You should totally go watch that for at least the next 10 seconds rather than this.
Alexiron managed to survive the Twitch Hivemind's mind control! Good thing all the Twitch watchers left for a moment.
Septavius was gifted a potion of strength by someone!
Septavius beat back Subtus and Supertus and made it to the roots! Those turrets seemed unusually powerful. How lucky.
MetalHead suddenly started to lag heavily Hey, don't blame me for this isolated sudden burst of lag that is only effecting you.
MetalHead activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky... Oh sure, totally the lag.
MetalHead managed to pull an entity from Wilson's dreamscape. ... Hey, stop getting outside help. And leave Wilson alone, why don't you?
Alexiron found a fragment of the script!
MK-Watson-A decided to join Alexiron's cause. I suppose you can look after him for a while.
Mariachi Joe activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky...
Mariachi Joe spends a 5 post charge to make a tent.
Septavius plots a narrative-changing Summon.
Ashiron fends off the animatronics with noisemakers. Funny how your power never ran out...
Ashiron was gifted a potion of strength by someone!
Ashiron became irritated at the fact that their color is missing. Do you want me to get that ba- wait, you never had one.
HellSpawn's entities are getting restless...
HellSpawn activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky...
HellSpawn ate all of their supplies out of desperation. Not like you had many.
Garen became a schrodinger's cat and might have died. ... Hold on a moment, I need to run some calculations...
... that's... that's not good... That wasn't in the script... I've gotta work on that...
Wilson had the speed of the winds surround them!
Wilson wound up Gender-bent, but exploited the Second Law of Gender-bending like a pro. But... male and female Fennecs don't look all that different...
Alexiron's entity was killed off by wildlife. Stupid wildlife.
HellSpawn managed to insta-summon a Player without consequence. ... No outside help!
Mariachi Joe had images of madness flash before their eyes.
Mariachi Joe grabbed the Smart Ball, but dropped it. Mariachi Joe went insane and bashed their head against a wall 20 times! I wonder where that went...
Mariachi Joe activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky...
Mariachi Joe challenges Rage to Super Smash Bros and won! Rage? What the [REDACTED]. How could you have lost that?
MetalHead had images of madness flash before their eyes.
SBaHJ, I need you for a moment...
MetalHead got their inventory jpeg'd. MetalHead's alchemies backfired, dealing 130 damage to him!
And then MetalHead died of it!
Alexiron COULD, in fact, fly. Well. yeah.
Ashiron was sent free entities!
Ashiron caught the X-Plauge. Modpack, Get out of here! Shoo!
Septavius was gifted a potion of strength by someone!
Septavius remembered his Maxims and followed the running demolitions expert.
Alexiron lost to a potted plant, but escape was automatic anyway. And I had a chicken mount waiting for you just in case.
Mariachi Joe had images of madness flash before their eyes.
Mariachi Joe's acticated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky...
Mariachi Joe finds an Ancestral Artifact. Mariachi Joe went insane and bashed their head against a wall 50 times!
And then Mariachi Joe died of it! Aw, finding an Ancestral Artifact could have been a turning point.
Septavius and Alexiron decided to not fight each other. Aw... I so totally wanted to see another duel.
Hold on a moment, I need to do some time shenanigans...
Whoa! Garen faked their own death but is back now!
There. Of course he did. Was there ever any doubt?
Alexiron had the speed of the winds surround them! I feel like leaving some rare items in a chest in this specific spot. No reason.
Alexiron found some cool stuff in a chest.
HellSpawn suddenly started to lag heavily
HellSpawn activated a hidden trap and took 25 damage! How... unlucky...
HellSpawn stood there and devoured some cheese despite a severe cheese allergy. Good job. Eh, not all that impressed.
HellSpawn was crushed by a Mech before they could hack it. I always use proper encryption for my mechs.
Our Winners! I never said there had to be just one, heh.
5: Wilson 97.0 strength, 105.0 dexterity, 90.0 intelligence, 65.0 entities, 60.0 alchemies.
4: Septavius 85.0 strength, 65.0 dexterity, 55.0 intelligence, 60.0 entities, 30.0 alchemies.
3: Alexiron 100.0 strength, 90.0 dexterity, 75.0 intelligence, 78.0 entities, 70.0 alchemies.
2: Ashiron 71.0 strength, 50.0 dexterity, 44.0 intelligence, 55.0 entities, 52.0 alchemies.
1: Garen 85.0 strength, 23.0 dexterity, 80.0 intelligence, 50.0 entities, 100.0 alchemies.
The fallen, in order with stats
10: Network of Bombs? 70.0 strength, 20.0 dexterity, 0.0 intelligence, 30.0 entities, 15.0 alchemies.
9: Flesh Eating Termites 25.0 strength, 100.0 dexterity, 5.0 intelligence, 0.0 entities, 10.0 alchemies.
8: Bleak 80.0 strength, 35.0 dexterity, 25.0 intelligence, 5.0 entities, 30.0 alchemies.
7: Skullface 0.0 strength, 15.0 dexterity, 0.0 intelligence, 25.0 entities, 35.0 alchemies.
6: Barbed Wire 0.0 strength, 10.0 dexterity, 20.0 intelligence, 25.0 entities, 85.0 alchemies.
5: Collarbone 0.0 strength, 35.0 dexterity, 50.0 intelligence, 25.0 entities, 25.0 alchemies.
4: MetalHead 25.0 strength, 35.0 dexterity, 25.0 intelligence, 30.0 entities, 0.0 alchemies.
3: Mariachi Joe 32.0 strength, 67.0 dexterity, 0.0 intelligence, 30.0 entities, 35.0 alchemies.
2: HellSpawn 52.0 strength, 10.0 dexterity, 0.0 intelligence, 5.0 entities, 32.0 alchemies.
Well everyone, what a lovely game. I hope everyone had a great time. A little one sided though. But sometimes, one group is just stronger, faster, and overall better than another. For more simulations like this, go to the discussion thread. And of course, nothing that happens in here is actually cannon, except for that all these guys are going to take a bunch of damage and the winners will be healed.
Commands:
- Alexiron: Chain of Water. MANA: 2/8
- Asharon: Heat Therapy on Garen.
Terrain: 40% Ash, 60% Water.
Combo Frenzy: After either Alex or Ash helps kill a significant foe, damage increases by 20% for the next 2 turns. Can stack up to 3 times.HP: 24/25240,000/250,000Mana: 8/8 (Restores 2 per turn)
Attacks (Can attack any number of times per turn, but must spend 3 mana to make an attack):
Hydro Talons: Tears through enemies like a chainsaw. Deals 15,000 damage, doubled if the enemy has been knocked prone. Increases the percentage of land that is wet by 20%
Geyser: Drys all the land, but deals 60,000 damage times the percentage of land that was wet. (100% = times 1, 75% = times .75, etc)
Chain of Water: Heals the 4 most injured allies for 6,000. On players, it heals for 6 instead. Increases the percentage of land that is wet by 20%
Volcanic Rush: Deals 3,000 damage and knocks the enemy prone. While prone, their damage is reduced by up to 10,000. They get back up at the end of next turn. Makes 10% of the terrain wet.
Healing mist: removes one turn of up to 3 debuffs the team has. Makes 30% of the terrain wet.
Riptide: Heals an ally for 22,000. In addition, if the target has any heal over time effects, remove them and apply all of healing now.
Passives:
Bleeding Heart: Whenever a friendly
minionentity dies, Alexiron takes 5,000 damage. Whenever a friendly player dies, she takes 10,000 damage. This only applies to entities/players in her current zone.Lifebringer: If a friendly player is below 15 health, they may ask Alexiron for help and she will set their health back to 15. Costs 1 Mana. If they have more than 15 health, they can pick a player to heal for 8 health at the cost of 2 mana.
Mana Spring: Restores 1 bonus mana for every 25% of the terrain is water at the end of turn.
Defeatist: Will stop fighting to save Asharon if he falls in combat.
HP: 225,000/225,000
Bullets of Ash: Fires small bits of hardened ash at opponents. Deals 22,000 damage but cannot hit enemies who have been knocked prone. Covers 20% of the land in ash.
Ash Slam: Flings a large wall of hardened ash. Deals 3,000 damage and knocks the enemy prone. While prone, their damage is reduced by up to 10,000. They get back up at the end of next turn. Covers 20% of the land in ash.
Ash storm: Deals 2,000 damage to up to 5 enemies. Covers 30% of the land in ash.
Heat therapy: Heals a target for 5,000 per turn for 5 turns.
Ash Spikes: Removes all ash, but deals 60,000 damage times the percentage of land that was covered in ash. (100% = times 1, 75% = times .75, etc)
Passives:
Shifting Ash: When an enemy is knocked prone, Asharon can uncover 40% of the land from ashes and copy the opponent's weapon for the next two turns, giving him different abilities.
Suffocating Ash: For every 25% of the land that is covered in ash, deals 10,000 damage to prone enemies at the end of each turn.
Combo Frenzy: After either Alex or Ash helps kill a significant foe, damage increases by 20% for the next 2 turns. Can stack up to three times.
Defeatist: Will stop fighting to save Alexiron if she falls in combat.
The number in parentheses is the number of times you need to assist Wilson's charges in order to buy it. Once you buy it, you're free to duplicate it. Wilson will also accept IOUs or other alchemies in trade.
Current status: owner missing _ Total wealth = 378$ _ Wilson's charges A: 50/50 (stored as a surprise), B: 12/50 (lvl 1 = 1 ingredient used, lvl 2 = 2 ingredients used or 2 potions combined, and so on)Splash potion of Temperature OOO glowstone dust = 1/2
Splash potion of Charring OOO redstone dust = 1/2
Splash potion of Oblivion OOO glowstone dust = 1/2
Laiko uses Yako Strike to hit the Bleak once for 15,000 damage. Mostly to set up for the big finishing smash.
https://www.dropbox.com/s/lc52qctod2dlvbu/Wilson.rtf?dl=0
Essential Stats:
- Current Emotion: Pride (half way to rage)
(1 turn left, self heals for 4,000 after each hit.)
- State: -100
(Regens another 4,000 due to Champion of Light)
- Stress: 90%
There's a difference between a hero and a champion. A champion overcomes threats, but a hero overcomes fears.
All my maps, click here.
Then there's also a Youtube channel I'm somewhat involved in.
11/50 x3 Infusion
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: $266
Battlefield: I look up the Employer on the wiki cueball, but not before duping a copy just in case
+2 to Wilson
Indigo Flames AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 11/11
Vis AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 11/11
Teleporter AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 8/11
I return and smash the Legion in one of its faces!
I then have a cup of tea, but then realise....OH no.... IT HAS SOY MILK IN IT TO COOL IT DOWN OH ngjrngrg I. Spit. Out. The. Hot. Burning. Tea.
All. Over. The. Leigon!
If you are seeing this, you are qualified to win.....nothing! Have a nice day! You might wanna click these!
Bottom of the lake. Nothing past here.
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You can win guys! Beat him! Destroy that pyramid! You may need to smoke him out... Go to the top room, and say the decoded words...."MSEKO VLIES"
Turn 2/3
(Essence of the Fundament >o< Altar) && Smash Ball = Orb of Origin 11/11. COMPLETED.
Large Crystal Mover && Alcubierre Drive = FTL Crystal Mover 10/11.
Crystalindigolovat && Cockpit. 2/11.
I begin alchemizing the Orb of Reality, drawn from someone else's previous alchemization. Since I don't have an original copy to base the thing off of, and thus duplicate it, it'll take the full 11 posts. 1/11
+1 to Gutza, +1 to Erelye.
ENTD System 11/50. (+2 from Erelye.)
I once again grab True Crystallum, the gloves warping out of their dimensional pocket to appear on my hands. The staff appears in the right glove, the Devices connecting and sending the gestalt into Mage Mode. I point the staff at Serpent, preparing to give her a taste of her own medicine. In the form of massive amounts of cold. Fair is fair, after all. I begin chanting, "Heed the contract and serve me, Queen of Ice! Come, everlasting darkness, the eternal glacier! Freeze the world over, and let all living things feel nothing but the agony of death!" The temperature around Serpent instantly drops some two hundred and ninety degrees to approximately absolute zero, and she finds herself frozen in a huge crystal of ice. "Κοσμικη Κρυσταλλοπηγια." The crystal seems to solidify, a sharp contrast to my last use of this spell. This version is more meant for long-term incapacitation than direct damage, although, considering the power levels flying around, I doubt it'll hold her for more than one or two actions. I do know a more long-term freezing spell, but the Eternal Coffin would certainly require a charge of its own for use. That one is a truly unbreakable prison to the prisoner, requiring an outside force to aid in escape. Granted, we have no shortage of those. On a related note, why exactly did my attacks last turn do so little damage? Each one used either a 25-charged weapon, a 25x2 charge weapon, or an actual 50-charged weapon. I should think they'd be at least equivalent to level 10 weapons. Oh, yes, Full Drive 5/10.
I utilize BT: Thaumic Processor on Skullface.
0rigin Point.
Avatar by TwinBuilder.
*looks at the simulation logs*
Heh.
Heh.
Heh.
Hey Bleak, open this spoiler.
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*bonk*
The Bleak opened a giant spoiler in their face! The Bleak took 20,000 damage! The Bleak bashed their head against a wall 19,990 times! The Bleak stabbed itself in the foot for 19,990 damage! The Bleak tripped over its own feet 19,990 times! The Bleak's entities were so disgruntled they dealt the Bleak 19,990 damage! The Bleak's alchemies backfired and dealt the Bleak 19,990 damage!
[Client thread/INFO] [Natura]: TConstruct, we're going to take over the world!