cc: (t)hey.
cc: will.
cc: pay. -INSANITY: 3 / 7-
With a large burst of glitchy energy, the poison gas injectors have been obliterated, and everything but the console within 15 meters has been erased. Chaos then gathers the remains of the console, and analyses the now mildly-corrupted data.
cc: (t)hE Da(t)a has bEEn (c)orruptED.
cc: (t)hE par(t) abou(t) (t)he assEmbly of (t)he (t)hronE laun(c)hErs, gonE.
cc: bu(t) I (c)an (c)omE back from (t)hIs.
cc: I always will.
Chaos then blasts a hole through the ruins of the inner chamber, and absconds.
Onyx Obol && Bringer (In Rifle Form) = Deathbringer 3/9
I reawaken from my meme slumber. I look at the bleak. I stare at it. I intently stare at it. I move close and whisper one question. "Orly?" I then break its ribs and beat its ribcage with them, or I go after the next part of it if the ribcage is gone.
((engie, I have something to say to you. Quite a lot of something in fact. Check the forge thread.))
((@pokefan/pit: don't target engie! He's not the main offender. The primary offenders of that are me, twin, serpent and erelye. And that's not even including everyone else running their own character arcs in the meanwhile.))
ME: I shift a gear in the turret. It raises a gun from underneath, and you hear a turning of a machine. Then all you can see is the blind ricochet of bullets.
???: DUDE, that is not magic...
ME: fine, I'll put it away,
Sticks turret in his pocket.
The bullets end up rebounding and bounce around the room, hitting no one!
((oh, okay erelye. Sorry for jumping to conclusions.))
((Also, engie. You do not have anywhere near close to enough power to influence the Narrative directly. The freaking Author can't even touch the Narrative without access to something that taps into it specifically, and he's a huge measure more powerful than you))
((@twin: Well, Eric can't leave Godcraft until after the godmodder is destroyed if we still want that thing to happen, as he has no reason to come back. So yes, Godcraft will need to have been destroyed.))
Eric looks back at erelye.
I sent you a message. I'm afraid that after having a short trip to Greyhold, your castle apparently wanted me and Astria there for some reason, I'm going to have to suspend your membership in the IUPC.
Seriously, its not the worst I've seen, but I can't condone some of those experiments.
That being said, the offer to get you and your friends to safety still stands. Do you wish to take me up on it?
Since the gun circle didn't go off, I'm going to extend it to the end of this round, because honestly the damage output is going to be pitiful at its current level.
Hmm. Alright then.
Agreed. The Gun-Circle WILL go off at the end of this round, no matter what!
Turn 1/3
(Curative Vat && Crystalantholocore) && The Think Tank = Crystalindigolovat 10/10 COMPLETED
(Essence of the Fundament >o< Altar) && Smash Ball = Orb of Origin 10/11.
Large Crystal Mover && Alcubierre Drive = FTL Crystal Mover 9/11.
I alchemize Crystalindigolovat && Cockpit. 1/11. This one should be a cockpit filled with healing and feeding breathable liquid, that allows someone inside it to mentally control a ship. Fighter-type ship incoming.
+1 to Gutza, +1 to Erelye.
ENTD System 8/50. (+1 from Pricey which I managed to miss last turn. Whoops.)
The cartoonishly large crystal of ice I was frozen in by the Freeze Trap glows with power and shatters. I call up a brief blast of non-offensive heat magic to warm myself up, before looking over at Serpent. "Ice to know you're still doing good over there, but I'm afraid I must protest at your cold treatment of me. You'll be feeling decidedly less cool for that in another second or two, if you get my drift."
(Note- No action other than RP, as required.)
CRYSTALINDIGOLOVAT: A Curative Vat forged from the metals of a Crystalantholocore. It constantly heals and satiates whomever is inside of it, while also using special crystal arrays lined around itself to capture the thoughts of those inside and said them to other thaumic devices.
Crystalindigovat && Cockpit = The Pilot's Vat (Level 10: 1/11)
I withdraw Sacra Geometria and Tartari Geometria and create opposing beams of creation and oblivion, mutually cancelling each other out with the Bleak's ribcage at the exact point of collision. The Bleak's ribcage is cancelled by the pure opposition of the two elements.
THE RESONANCE CHAMBER: A sniper rifle forged from various alloys of thorium. It has a built-in computer, and every Minecraft block can be selected from its list (others can be added via an "Other" menu). With each successful shot the weapon fires, The Resonance Chamber's hidden tech will activate and it will resonate with the selected block, ultimately destroying them as the resonance grows higher and higher. The weapon can key into entities as well, eventually driving them to pieces quite literally.
I take out Destruction's Talons, and recall a bit of info I saw during my casual ignorance of the Fifth Wall. I then pack it up into a box, and ship it into some weird void. Due to inherently confusing and stupid reasons, the talons end up in Ashiron's possession, and their ash-based powers boost.... them. I then bap the Bleak in the ribs with the Twitchy Staff.
Seeing that the Chaos Tendril is almost dead, I pull out a weird thing I've somehow concocted called the SacredItemWidget. I then demonstrate by shoving the Iron Sword into it, gaining a few Sacred Items. Not satisfied, I proceed to convert the Tuba Cannon program into Sacred Items, then toss the Nyan Cube program in as well. After expending enough unimportant alchemies to level a tower(though not this one) I finally become satisfied with the Sacred Item Level, and use Sunrise on the Chaos Tendril.
I +2 Wilson.
Skaia's Bow 12/40
Quiver Conundrum 40/50
Ultimate Skulltop 17/50
Miniature Red Sun && Iron Shield = Solar Shields 9/11
(Concentrated Magic In a Jar >o< Altar) && Smash Ball = Orb of whatever who cares magic is totally fake 2/11
Miniature Red Sun && Iron Door = Basement Doors 5/11
(Potions of Critmist: 24)(Potions of Nectar: 2)
ALCHEMY SHOP: Talist-12, Gutza1-20, Tazz-25, crystal-24, pit-2, net-3. Pay x in +2s for an alchemy that takes x posts on my end to make. Alternative pay methods can be discussed.
Ashiron gains Destruction's Talons!
The Twitchy Staff deals cursed 22,500 damage to the Ribcage and Confuses the Bleak! The Chaos Tendril and Split also become Confused!
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: $264
Battlefield: I use Gib Eclipse on the ribcage
+2 to Wilson
Indigo Flames AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 10/11
Vis AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 10/11
Teleporter AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 7/11
=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.)
You equip the Pain Train, but Mariachi Joe teleports out of nowhere and uses fire-based magic to melt your hands off! He then takes the weapon for himself, defying all known laws of TF2, and leaves! Since your hands are gone, you take 5 damage! You move towards Root C!
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.
You activate Red Matter, dealing cursed 60,000 damage to the Bleak!
You seem to be channeling a lot of Bill in that rant...
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.
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.
You set up an Unagi Sentry at Root C!
You can't target the Wings!
The Bleak flaps its wings once and you fly backwards into the walls of the Tower. Faster than you can blink, the Bleak is upon you. He snatches your bow and looks at it, tilting his head violently. The bow snaps in half, and the Bleak throws its broken form onto the ground, teleporting away.
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.
ROLEPLAY UPHOLDER: A halberd that crackles with the energy of the Narrative. It protects the plot of whomever wields it, making sure it can't be instantly derailed by outside forces. It also harbors a very large amount of eldritch and grimdark powers.
5 damage to you! Cursed 90,000 damage to the Ribcage!
(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
The Bleak's healing powers will be negated somewhat this turn!
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!
Snipped due to post-too-long, I'll leave the winners though:
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.
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.
(1 turn left, self heals for 4,000 after each hit.)
- State: -100
(Regens another 4,000 due to Champion of Light)
- Stress: 90%
Network of Bombs destroyed! Ribcage destroyed! 25,000 damage to Skullface! 15,000 damage to Collarbone! 5,000 damage to Metalhead! 10,000 damage to Mariachi Joe! You take 7 damage in retaliation!
Splash Potion of Temperature OOO Glowstone Dust = Splash Potion of Temperature II (1/2)
Splash Potion of Charring OOO Redstone Dust = Splash Potion of Charring Extended (1/2)
Splash Potion of Oblivion OOO Glowstone Dust = Splash Potion of Oblivion II (1/2)
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
A page starts to load, but it quickly turns into incomprehensible static and white noise.
INDIGO DEFENSE: A charm forged from the metal of Ultramarine and a hardened form of Indigo Flames. While wearing this, superpowered defenses will be quickly forged around the mind of the wearer, making sure that no one will be able to enter their mindscape and view their thoughts and memories.
VIS DEFENSE: A charm forged from the metal of Ultramarine and a solid form of Vis. While wearing this, superpowered invisible defenses will be quickly forged around the wearer that block all harmful magic, making sure that the wearer cannot be harmed by magic of nearly any kind.
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.
ORB OF ORIGIN: A pure white orb that is full of the essence of the origin point. Golden filaments are caught in its surface. The orb represents an indivisible foundation point from which all other things are built upon.
Serpent becomes completely frozen! It's gonna take more than a simple action to thaw out of this...
Shunning both conventional knowledge and the power of books, you turn to the superior knowledge of the Thaumonomitron, a digital repository of all thaumic knowledge. You decide to adopt a show-rather-than-tell approach to your thaumic might, and have the Thaumonomitron run some complex programs based on real magical research. It ends up casting a myriad of spells at Skullface that cause him to become infected with a variety of thaumic illnesses. 15,000 damage!
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!
Amplifier && Effect Slinger = ??? (Level ?: 1/?). A medigun with healing/buffing abilities versus a flamethrower with status/debuffing abilities. Let's see the result and hope it's unique.
I've heard that Dark Mime speech a million times before, so I ignore the Dark Mimes entirely. I really don't bother reasoning with them. As for why I said they were parodies...Err, I never said they were consciously parodying anything, but they are. I also know they ARE, but honestly a few things could step the role of the original here, and it's doubtful they're all of them...
I keep the Amplifier on Wilson, healing him up as much as possible.
The Hand of Truth shall use THE SLAPPING OF THE FORSAKEN on the Chaos Tendril and the Bleak's Ribcage. Being in the right form means this attack will do 10K damage to each of them.
I command any units that do not get a command this turn that are AG to attack the Ribcage. I politely ask Split that, if his awesomeness could be spared upon it, to use one of those awesome specials on the Bleak's Ribcage as well.
As for myself...The life now populating the room, stubbornly refusing to die, rises up from the ground, as the Life Ideograil shines behind me again, growing, growing, growing ever taller, turning into 10-foot tall trees. They glow ominously red and seem to flare up. It's not a random flare, either, it looks like a fire is in the trees, and they feel hot. Suddenly, they rumble and shake ominously. I put on a pair of sunglasses-anyone with sanity puts them on as well-as the trees suddenly fly up, living rockets, and crash into the Bleak's Ribcage, exploding violently.
When the smoke clears, growing on top of the Bleak's Ribcage is a massive array of glowing vines, bloated and glowing ominously, like a massive bomb. It's wrapping around where the ribcage extends off of the body and onto the wings and over the mouth. Now I'm smiling. The Bleak, having a level of intelligence enough to figure out that the glowing plant life is definitely explosive, attempts to claw it off of the ribcage before it brutally explodes again. The problem is, these particular vines are pressure-activated, so clawing it off...Causes it to explode violently the instant it's touched, and more bio-bombs explode. (To be clear: That's very reactive bacteria. Not the infectious kind, it's just the kind that happen to have dangerously volatile chemicals in their bodies).
Handiwork > Be admired.
You are admired vigorously by the young man with the eye-obscuring red hair.
The Amplifier && The Effect-Slinger = The Sixth Degree (Level 8: 1/9)
...the Legion of Pyronus is looking at me funny. Clearly, they're going to attack; defenses are needed!
I quickly pull out a Backpack, and unpack 27 stacks of Oak Logs, then build a huge perimeter wall around Root C! I then build spiked fortifications in front of the walls, and build sturdy wooden palisades! And then, I also build some replica Chair-Knights (with basic animatronic technology so they can fight) to guard the castle walls! I then give them a variety of weapons, like glaves, swords and bows! Some of them take positions on the wall.
And then, I build a huge drawbridge, and dig a moat around the castle, which, using the ARMISTYX in FIRETRUCK SCYTHE MODE, I manage to fill in record time! I then also build large, wooden cannons on the fortress, to deter attackers! Next, I build an inner keep around me and Crystalcat (and others at Root C), then furnish said inner citadel with chairs, weird-shaped chairs for tables, and beautiful murals of LOCAA!
I then brew some tea inside the inner citadel, then proceed to douse the entire fortress in Fire Resistance potions!
Giant Wooden Castle added around Root C! The Legion glares... Hopefully their secret weapon will work.
The Black Hand > Fine = The Author's Artifact (5/10)
SCP-061 USB && Unicoder = Wands of Auditory Mind Control / SCP-061-DTG (2/?)
Speakonia USB && Vocaloid 4 Editor && Reality Majyyks && Scribe's Wands = Voxwands (10/10)
Action
I withdraw Mentaleev. Using its elemental powers, I summon a ton of ununoctium clones of me who all use their copies of Mentaleev to create tons of ununseptium clones of me who all use their copies of Mentaleev to create tons of livermorium clones of me who all use their copies of Mentaleev to create tons of ununpentium clones of me who all use their copies of Mentaleev to create tons of flerovium clones of me...
This continues until there are a ridiculous amount of clones of me made of every element on the standard periodic table. I then order the clones to maul the Bleak.
VOXWANDS: A heavily modified version of the Scribe's wands that flicker with reality majjyyks. It is centered around the power of sound, more specifically, voice. It can channel and edit computerized voice in order to attack enemies, messing with their brains and firing concentrated beams of sound.
Alright, thanks. I can tell more if I have the opportunity.
Action 1/3
Starfall Sync: 33/50
Horizon Edge: 3/7
I send my Demoman to dual-wield his Loch-n-Load and Stickybomb Launcher. The Lagfest Demoman bursts and spams stickies under the Ribcage, each sending the Bleak higher and higher into the sky. Once the chamber for that is empty, the Lagfest Demoman uses one good eye to carefully airshot the Bleak thrice with the Loch-n-Load. For a finale, the Lagfest Demoman loads two more rounds into the Sticky Launcher, sticky jumps into the air with one, attaches the other to his Frying Pan mid-air, and then smacks down the Bleak with his Frying Pan before throwing it at the Bleak. The Lagfest Demoman then throws the pan at the Bleak, where it lands forcefully and is soon jammed out by the explosion of the detonated sticky.
Turn 3/3
Large Crystal Mover && Alcubierre Drive = FTL Crystal Mover 11/11. COMPLETED!
Crystalindigolovat && Cockpit 3/11.
Orb of Reality 2/11.
I preview Ichorium && Bedrock && Voidmetal && Telum Essentia (Essentially the essence of weaponry, attack, and harm.) I then also preview Ichorium && Bedrock && Voidmetal && Praecantatio Essentia (The essentia of magic.) I think I'll see if the method by which I created Guardmetal can apply to other essentia. Armor forged of Guardmetal, weaponry forged of whatever I make from Telum, and magical implements forged of whatever I make from Praecantatio. Potent combination, I think.
I then alchemize The Void's STAR -c FTL Crystal Mover 1/4. This ship needs some more capability.
+1 to Gutza, +1 to Erelye.
ENTD System 12/50.
I observe the spell cast in my previous post, nodding in satisfaction. I then grasp the Fenestrated Wand, tapping into the magic of a webcomic known as Kill Six Billion Demons. An aura forms itself around both the wand and my hand, coalescing into a roughly bladelike shape. The white arts of division are quite useful for, well, dividing things. In half, or other fractions of your choice. As well as other functions, as yet unexplained. I flash-step behind Skullface, slicing him with the manifest magic. It easily divides both bone and muscle, driven by my will and completely under my control. I cleave through him again, catching the cave floor and cutting the solid rock like butter in a thin, deep scratch. Beware those who wield the terrible blade of Want. I once again cut a path through the air, aiming for his neck. The teachings from that webcomic are at once very useful, and near-pointless. For example, they counsel any swordsman to make each cut singular and beautiful in itself, while also saying that the sword is an ugly piece of metal and its adherents idiots. Still, at least that first piece of counsel was useful, and I put it to good use, cleaving though Skullface's neck in a perfectly executed blow. I make another well-executed cut, this time effortlessly slicing through Skullface's arm, flesh and bone parting before the immaterial blade. As a finishing blow, I simply slice straight upwards, the invisible blade making short work of Skullface's internals. Heh. Reach heaven through violence, another common saying from KSBD. Apt in this context, as well as slightly worrying.
FTL CRYSTAL MOVER: A multicolored crystallized alcubierre drive that crackles with green electricity. Upon actvating this crystal, one can fly, modify their movement, and change their physical location at will, teleporting around. They can also change the speed at which they do so, and can potentially accelerate at speeds faster than light.
Ichorium && Bedrock && Voidmetal && Telum Essentia = Ebbmetal (Level 10)
Ichorium && Bedrock && Voidmetal && Praecantatio Essentia = Flowmetal (Level 10)
The Void's STAR -c FTL Crystal Mover = Just Passing Through (1/4)
I investigate the descriptions of the Fenestrated Blade and Scythe.
I then ask Generic to alchemize the Blade.
+2 Generic.
I then stab the Bleak with ALL THE SWORDS. ALL OF THEM. AND I DO MEAN ALL OF THEM, BECAUSE EVERYSWORD. I ALSO USE ALL THEIR SPECIAL ABILITIES ON THE PORTION OF BLEAK I AM TARGETING.
I then use Teleslash l10.
I search for a source of creativity. Or a source of sword data.
FENESTRATED BLADE: A sword forged from an indeterminate grey metal similar to glass. It periodically shows images of current events going on from three particular universes... It appears to function similarly to the Fourth Wall.
FENESTRATED SCYTHE: A scythe forged from an indeterminate grey metal similar to glass. It periodically shows images of current events going on from three particular universes... It appears to function similarly to the Fourth Wall.
You find neither of those things in your immediate surroundings.
I toss a copy of the Fenestrated Blade over to Netpatham, then casually ready all of my irons and put them in the fire. Unfortunately, this fire turns out to have been made using the Ribcage, and I react in mild surprise. The Bleak is clearly upset that I lit its ribcage on fire, and motions for me to put the fire out. I then tell it to stop, drop, and roll, but it ends up rolling out the window. This wouldn't be a problem if it wasn't still on fire, seeing as it still has its wings. I then watch it fly up to the top, clearly disgruntled at its continued flamingness. I tell it not to worry, and turn on a fire hose. Unfortunately I seem to have accidentally hooked the hose up to a gas pump, and I end up spraying gas all over the Ribcage, causing it to blow up.
I +2 Wilson.
Skaia's Bow 13/40
Quiver Conundrum 44/50
Ultimate Skulltop 18/50
Miniature Red Sun && Iron Shield = Solar Shields 10/11
(Concentrated Magic In a Jar >o< Altar) && Smash Ball = Orb of whatever who cares magic is totally fake 3/11
Miniature Red Sun && Iron Door = Basement Doors 6/11
(Potions of Critmist: 24)(Potions of Nectar: 2)
ALCHEMY SHOP: Talist-13, Gutza1-20, Tazz-25, crystal-24, pit-2, net-0. Pay x in +2s for an alchemy that takes x posts on my end to make. Alternative pay methods can be discussed.
Amplifier kept on Wilson for healing purposes. He will NOT die! Not today, not tomorrow! He's not going anywhere!
I check the level and description of the door I ripped from the wall from Scratch's Manor all the way back then. I still have it, I think. (For the record, it was the northern door on the second floor's first room.)
As I nearly forgot: The ACOLYTES of the Hand will attack the Bleak's Ribcage, or the damaged wing should the Ribcage already be dead.
I test out the Stellar Scatter upon the Bleak's Ribcage in a most brutal manner at point blank, a midair jump propulsing me to the dead center of the ribs. I just so happened to use the rounds usually input in a Force-a-Nature, causing me to go backwards and beyond the Bleak's retaliatory range. If the Bleak's Ribcage is gone at this point, the Wings are my target for this test-run instead.
THE STELLAR SCATTER: A scattergun forged from dull red wood and metal. It crackles with red energy and arcs of electricity, and its bullets are forged from the superheated plasma of the Red Sun. It appears to boost movement and can allow its user to teleport.
Miniature Red Sun && Rapier = Solar Edge (Level 10: 1/11)
+5,000 HP to Wilson!
STUDIO DOOR: A green door with a polished white doorknob. It once served as the door to the Studio Doc Scratch kept on the second floor of Felt Manor.
I go hang out by root B as the barbed wire was probably destroyed in the Hunger Games.
Commands:
- Alexiron: Chain of Water. MANA: 2/8
- Asharon: Heat Therapy on Garen.
Terrain: 40% Ash, 60% Water.
Splash potion of Temperature OOO glowstone dust DONE
Splash potion of Charring OOO redstone dust DONE
Splash potion of Oblivion OOO glowstone dust DONE
I'm so glad that I have friends willing to back me up in my darkest hour. If it wasn't for all you, I'd be dead already. I can't really thank you enough for all your help and support.
Laiko uses Yako Strike to hit the Bleak once for 15,000 damage. Mostly to set up for the big finishing smash. He's going to unleash it next turn, and its going to be awesome.
I notice this thread has almost become a roleplaying thread, which gives me an idea...
I toss the Bleak into a pit of Mary Sue RPers. He dies of godmodding and unoriginal characters.
This thread is more of a balance between RP and an actual game. Its story is huge enough that both basically work in tandem, and that's not necessarily a bad thing. You don't need to join in if you don't want to, though!
I pull out a vial of strange black liquid, and smash it against the ground. The liquid, far derived from ink in everything but color, begins to fester on the ground. Upon seeing this, I begin to mutter under my breath, red light emanating from the pool of black liquid. I proceed to make gestures, the red light growing continually more intense. I finish my chant, and make a final gesture. My vision is obscured in a flash of red light. I blink several times, and see a festering scarlet liquid. I telekinetically collect all of the liquid in a jar, and place down a small construct of iron, upon a sort of burner. I carefully examine the device, pulling out an Arcane Singularity with the utmost caution, and placing it within the fuel container, immediately rushing back. Blinding scarlet light flows from the device, searing the eyes of all nearby. The sounds of rushing air and a humming generator overpower all else. Arcane gases pour from the vents in the device, though this cannot be seen, due to the fact that looking at it for extended periods of time will actually blind you. Several tense minutes later, there is a massive explosion, and the light fades. I turn back around, heading to the device. I detach the jar, now filled with what appears to be plasma derived from the Red Sun. I remove the top of the jar, and allow the plasma to escape. Channeling occult forces, I imbue Split with the essence of the plasma, annihilating it, and healing Split. He needs more attention. I shouldn't have neglected him, and for that, I apologize. As an afterthought, I disassemble the device, and hide it away wherever I kept it beforehand.
I glare at the Bleak, inclining my hand once more, still bearing the Ring of Sorcery. Why would I have taken it off? Immediately, I turn to the Bleak. The crystal upon the ring immediately begins emitting amethyst sparks, vibrating with primal sorceries as they fall to the floor. Without as much as a second thought, I expend Primal. Violet energy swirls around me, seemingly inert. With a twitch of a finger, the aura immediately transforms, rapidly vacillating between orange, blue, green, yellow, white, and black, with the occasional burst of amethyst. A flash of black light denotes my channeling of the utmost depths of Nihil Parva, wherein sapient life cannot tread. Granted, sapient life cannot tread in Nihil Parva whatsoever, but I digress. Every burst of amethyst energy transforms into a runic inscription beyond this point, floating around me, in lieu of merely fading away. Particularly close streams of eldritch calligraphy seem to form tendrils of pure knowledge, floating through the air. Wisps of mauve seem to extend forward, in the direction of the Bleak. They appear to wreath the Bleak in a shroud of aura. Nothing seems to occur, from our perspective, at least. To the Bleak, it is not nearly so pleasant. The wisps burn, yet are cold. They chain one to the ground, immobilizing them, yet allow a freedom akin to antigravity. They seem to bring stability, yet are a maelstrom of disorder and destruction. As the Bleak is caught within its own extremely painful sensory fluctuation, I watch the pure magical energy within the wisps slowly rend the Bleak's existence to naught. The harbingers of the apocalypse cannot withstand such power, brought to physical form, albeit ethereal. Pure, base energy, unable to be split further by neither mind nor acts of physicality. Purer than creation itself. The primal magics swirling around me continue to vacillate between orange, blue, green, yellow, white, and black, each pulsation bringing the aura nearer to the bleak, by means of strands of magic with the thickness of needles slowly extending outwards. Several minutes later, they finally reach the immobile Bleak, a chilling feeling of something crawling upon it pervading its already severely damaged senses. A feeling both warm and cold, dense and light, stable and unstable. Or perhaps they are interchanging at speeds fast enough to perceive at one moment? The mauve sparks flying off the Ring of Sorcery are suddenly accompanied by orchid as I expend Nodal Outburst as well. The Bleak, still immobile and being rent into nonexistence by tendrils of energy, sensual distortion, and the weight of magical energy, cannot resist nor accept. I tap into the very depths of Nihil Parva once more, sifting about for another type of energy, careful not to make any mistakes. One misstep in searching could completely annihilate me. Nothing would save me. Fortunately, this does not occur. A strange, mist-like ethereal cloud of orchid forms around the Ring of Sorcery in a small area. Streams of orchid runes in the form of eldritch calligraphy accompany the preexisting amethyst runes, some interconnecting to form intertwining tendrils of amethyst and orchid, others merely forming orchid, and others still merely floating about. The thin orchid and amethyst tendrils of knowledge begin to edge towards the Bleak. Seeing how it cannot move at the moment, this will not be much of a problem. The tendrils, upon entering an area around three meters from the Bleak, undergo a dramatic transformation. They immediately explode into unquenchable blinding light and mind, the air growing heavy around the Bleak. The tendrils are quite clearly composed of blinding orchid and amethyst plasma, swiftly arcing around the Bleak. Amethyst and orchid move closer to the Bleak, some intertwining tendrils moving especially close, arising an unpleasant red burn across the Bleak's skin. Suddenly, the plasma swiftly arcs inwards, melting through flesh, ribs, and wings alike, emerging on the other side of the beast not in a shower of blood, but through instant melting and cauterization. Auric energies accompanied by primal waves burn through the Bleak, rendering the vast majority of its limbs unusable within moments. Suddenly, a tendril of orchid and a tentacle of amethyst combine in a shower of sparks within the beast. The Bleak does not move in any way whatsoever as a spinning and pulsating aura node is formed, the energy of Nihil Parva rocketing through its form, tearing through flesh and tissue in not seconds, but instants. Waves of primal and nodal magic tear fragments of flesh from the Bleak, gravitational force sending them across the room. I attempt to stabilize the node, and slowly work through its folds, facing annihilation at one mistake, as the node burns through the Bleak. The core of the node itself becomes visible in a shower of orchid and amethyst plasma, within the very center of the Bleak. I peer into the depths of the node, and begin chanting frantically, the fabric of time and space beginning to buckle around the node's core, emitting primal energies and nodal emanations. My chanting is both rather swift, and carefully enunciated, as per usual for this situation. If you mess something up, you have quite a high chance of doubling, nay, quadrupling the threat of the problem. Several minutes of intense chanting pass, and the node does not seem to shrink. I frantically mutter something in a different language entirely, before continuing. The core of the amethyst and orchid node glows with energy, before the orchid flashes jade, shifting back and forth for several moments. The jade and orchid light grows extremely bright, before it all disappears entirely. Grabbing new inspiration, I begin to chant with renewed intensity. Several moments later, the amethyst half of everything (the only portion remaining) begins to ebb away, firing off sparks of burgundy before disappearing into a void of energy. The final bouts of nodal and primal potency shred through the Bleak, and then there is naught but silence. I stand very still, looking into where the core of the node initially was. The sparks cease flying off of the ring.
I alchemize Line of Sight && Miniature Golden Pyramid && Indigo Flames (1/???).
+15,000 HP to Split!
Line of Sight && Miniature Golden Pyramid && Indigo Flames = Cipher's Call (Level 10: 1/11)
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: $268
Battlefield: I use healing blues on Wilson
+2 to Wilson
Teleporter AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 9/11
EMP AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 1/11
Protection Charm Disabler AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 1/11
Biumbra teleports into the top floor, placing a large barrel of Hog Slop onto the floor.
V: How was it down there?
U2: Not looking good. There were theze 3 rootz, cra2y mazked men, lotz of bombz, and water and azh everywhere. The Bearger"z dead, and I zaw one of your little droidz get eaten by theze nazty termitez. The rezt of the droidz are doing good.
V: How are the rest of the Thorndroids doing?
U2: Good.
V: Good.
Biumbra examines the Nightpearl and the Scribe's wands.
The Thorndroids split up into 3 groups, and climg onto the Roots, defending them. They will not be able to awaken them, but they can counterattack attacking Pyros.
Ravethrower 8/9
Umbra's Pistols 2/4
Psiichip 2/3
Ancestral Awakening 48/50
Umbral Ultımatum 6/10
Project Biumbra 2/10
I don't remember what the Nightpearl is made out of.
SCRIBE'S WANDS: A set of wands that double as writing tools. Whatever words or phrases are written with these wands will come to life, manifesting as the actual object the words depict.
Today is my birthday! To celebrate, I use my BIRTHDAY BASH on Skullface, which involves me throwing my presents at him, all of which are various highly painful celebration bombs. He finally ends up in a cloud of death and confetti!
I toss a copy of the Solar Shields to Tazz, then bodyguard Wilson. I then toss a bundle of humble pies, made with care by independent pie artisans. This Humble Indie Bundle lands squarely in the Bleak's mouth. Unless the mouth is still guarded, in which case I get offended that the Bleak is trampling all over those piesmiths' hard work, and force it to eat several million humble pies. I then throw all the razor-sharp pie tins into its ribs/mouth, wounding it horribly.
I +2 Wilson.
Skaia's Bow 14/40
Quiver Conundrum 46/50
Ultimate Skulltop 19/50
Miniature Red Sun && Iron Shield = Solar Shields 11/11
(Concentrated Magic In a Jar >o< Altar) && Smash Ball = Orb of whatever who cares magic is totally fake 4/11
Miniature Red Sun && Iron Door = Basement Doors 7/11
(Potions of Critmist: 24)(Potions of Nectar: 2)
ALCHEMY SHOP: Talist-14, Gutza1-20, Tazz-14, crystal-24, pit-2, net-0. Pay x in +2s for an alchemy that takes x posts on my end to make. Alternative pay methods can be discussed.
SOLAR SHIELDS: An iron shield supercharged with the immense power of the Red Sun. Red energy and electricity crackle throughout the defensive apparatus.
Crossover Attack!! 15/50
Death Incarnate 14/40
...really? 14/20
+2 to Irecreeper
Konami Code Compendium 4/4 COMPLETE!
I cut the power to the Barbed wire! I then put the flames out with water, helping the root awaken as well with the water!
((Guys, I'm sorry I started this. I'd like everyone to take the drama to the discussion thread, or better yet, to Private Messages, before it gets out of hand.))
I Second the above. You should see my story arcs. They're Crossover at its core.
/nullend
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A new material is quickly created and placed all around Metalhead! Said material turns metal flammable, and Metalhead instantly lights on fire due to his flame magic! 6,000 damage!
Lothyra detonates more EMP bombs to disable the Bomb Network. Then she shoots Metalhead with iBoomstick in a manner similar to Ash from Evil Dead.
I honestly truly never thought someone would do this. Thanks for proving me wrong. In case it wasn't obvious, nothing counts in this post. You'll need to redo all your charges and alchemies.
Onyx Obol && Bringer (In Rifle Form) = Deathbringer 3/9
I reawaken from my meme slumber. I look at the bleak. I stare at it. I intently stare at it. I move close and whisper one question. "Orly?" I then break its ribs and beat its ribcage with them, or I go after the next part of it if the ribcage is gone.
((engie, I have something to say to you. Quite a lot of something in fact. Check the forge thread.))
((@pokefan/pit: don't target engie! He's not the main offender. The primary offenders of that are me, twin, serpent and erelye. And that's not even including everyone else running their own character arcs in the meanwhile.))
((@TT: Happy belated birthday wishes!))
Eric nods stiffly at Erelye's monologue.
I see. Carry on then.
He mutters to himself.
D'arvit...
Its no problem Wilson. We're team mates.
We look out for one another.
Split deals 10,000 damage to Septavius and 30,000 damage to the Wings! He decides to hold off on the special attack until next turn.
Wilson deals 15,000 damage to the Wings! The Hand of Truth's Acolytes deal 10,000 damage to the Wings!
The Gun-Circle fully activates!
> COMBO TECHNIQUE => LV. 20 PLAY 'EM OFF - MY LITTLE FRIENDS
Eric, Hank, Generic, and Tazz form a diamond of death at the middle of the Gun-Circle, firing a limitless wall of ammunition that screams through the room at hurtles straight at the Bleak! The Bleak is defenseless as millions of bullets are shoved through its soft rotting frame... Most of the bullets damage the Wings, which begin to bleed quite heavily! When the attack subsides and the quite literal smoke clears, the Wings have taken 30,000 damage!
The Bleak shudders horribly, the Ribcage encasing most of its form completely broken! It roars, and the spare ribs that managed to hold on clatter to the ground, liquid showering the floor. The shells of bone that encased the Wings have withered away, allowing the Wings to be targeted, as shown above! In addition, where the Bleak's Ribcage was, something much more grotesque now lies... A gasping and sputtering mouth with several rows of teeth lies, projecting sounds no man was meant to hear throughout the room. A large amount of faces congregate near the Mouth, giving it unholy power...
Yet the Bleak decides to immediately squander this power, and deals 25,000 damage to itself in its confusion! The Bleak's many mime-based souls manage to redirect the attack halfway through and fire an all-consuming blast of oblivion at Septavius, vaporizing him, and at Mokou, knocking an HP bar off of her! The Godmodder deals 10,000 damage to Flandre Scarlet, knocks an HP bar off of Mokou, and deals 30,000 damage to djh3max and alsmiffy! Trottimus manages to dodge the attack! He then teleports to Team Excavate.
Root A is Awakened by +10%! Roots B and C are Awakened by +20%! More of you need to get to the Roots! They're only Awakening by a small amount each turn, and now that the traps are gone, you can get to them easily! Garen uses Courage! Alexiron heals Garen and Asahron for +7,000 HP, and TT2000 and omglolsguy for +6 HP! Asharon gives Garen Regen for five turns! The Thorndroids split up amongst the three Roots!
The Legion of Pyronus unleashes their special attack, Pyrovision! Instead of using their typical pyromancy, they all channel powerful mind-warping magic and shape it into the form of a Balloonicorn! The Balloonicorn invades the thoughts of every single entity in Team Excavate, forcing them to enter Pyroland! They become so happy with paradise and utopia that they never want to leave! No entity can attack next turn as a result! The Godmodder comes in and deals 5 damage to every AG player in Team Excavate!
The Itinerary:
> Team Excelsior: Defeat the Bleak!
> Team Excavate: Defeat the Legion of Pyronus!
> Team Excavate: Disable the traps around Yggdrasil's Roots!
> Team Excavate: Awaken Yggdrasil's Roots!
Team Excelsior TheLordErelye: [AG] HP: 20/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 100%.
insert_generic_username: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 100%.
pionoplayer: [AG] HP: 19/25. Has Super Armor.
The_Nonexistent_Tazz: [AG] HP: 23/25. Has Alpha Armor. Runic Shielding: 100%.
Netpatham: [AG] HP: 17/25. Has Super Armor.
CobaltShade: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 100%.
NinjaV2403: [AG] HP: 19/25. Has Super Armor.
ninjatwist321: [AG] HP: 23/25. Has Super Armor.
PitTheAngel: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
Pricey12345: [AG] HP: 14/25. Has Super Armor.
Kajiulord: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
TehEpicNinja9001: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
K4yne: [PG] HP: 22/20.
Fseftr: [N] HP: 18/20. Has Super Armor.
ManiacMasteR: [N] HP: 15/20.
engie_ninja: [N] HP: 20/20.
Crusher48: [N] HP: 13/25. Has Super Armor.
The_Idea_Modpack_Mod_Man: [N] HP: 20/20. Has Super Armor.
5l1n65h07: [N] HP: 20/20. Has Super Armor.
Split: [N] HP: 103,000/250,000. Weapon Mode: Rhythm Heaven. Achronological: II Record Break: IIConfused: I
Wilson: [AG] HP: 146,600/300,000. Emotion: Pride. Stress: IIIIIIIIII 90%. State: -100. Symbiote Shield: 10,000/10,000 HP.
Laiko ==========O========== Wilson
Flandre Scarlet: [AG] HP: 70,000/100,000. (x1.) 100,000/100,000. (x1.) Can only take 10,000 damage per attack.
Mokou: [AG] HP: 20,000/20,000. (x5.) Can only take 20,000 damage per attack.
Hand of Truth: [AG] HP: 2,000,000/2,000,000. Leaves after taking 200,000 damage. Current Form: Open Palm of All-Knowing. Golden Gesticulation: IIIII Acolytes: 5,000/5,000 HP. (x10.)
Trottimus: [AG] HP: 80,000/80,000. Has a 35% dodge chance. Salvation: IIII Repentance: II
djh3max: [AG] HP: 52,500/80,000. Can regen +2,500 HP a turn. Law, Life, Death: IIII Reclamation: II
alsmiffy: [AG] HP: 50,000/80,000. Minicrits every other turn. Cleansing: IIII Golden Justice: II
The Bleak: [PG BOSS] The Mouth: 2,000,000/2,000,000 HP. The Wings: 415,000/500,000 HP. (x1.) 500,000/500,000 HP. (x1.) Heal components. A Funny: III Confused: III Constricted: III
Divinium Pillar: [PG] The Key is inside.
Godmodder: [GM] HP: 2/125. Killstreak: 85.
Team Excavate:
Irecreeper: [AG] HP: 6/25. Has Super Armor.
gutza1: [AG] HP: 5/25. Has Super Armor.
TT2000: [AG] HP: 5/25. Has Super Armor.
Amperz4nd: [AG] HP: 10/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 90%.
Talist: [AG] HP: 6/25. Has Super Armor.
OverlordXcano: [AG] HP: 15/25. Has Super Armor.
crystalcat: [AG] HP: 6/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 100%. Regen: II
omglolsguy22: [AG] HP: 5/25. Has Super Armor. Takes 3 damage a turn.
PaperShuriken: [AG] HP: 10/25. Has Super Armor.
Pokefan151: [AG] HP: 11/25. Has Super Armor.
The_Serpent: [PG] HP: 20/20. Permafrost: III
ProofofconcepT: [PG] HP: 0/20.
Yggdrasil Root A: [AG] Awakening: IIIIIIIIII 20%. Thorndroids: 1/1 HP. (x13,333.) gutza1 is near it.
Yggdrasil Root B: [AG] Awakening: IIIIIIIIIII 30%. Thorndroids: 1/1 HP. (x13,333.) TT2000 and Talist near it.
Yggdrasil Root C: [AG] Awakening: IIIIIIIIII 35%. Thorndroids: 1/1 HP. (x13,333.) Giant Wooden Castle: 30,000/30,000 HP. crystalcat and Irecreeper are near it.
Legion of Pyronus: [PG BOSS] Metalhead: 97,000/175,000 HP. High defense. Skullface: 52,000/140,000 HP. Intimidates others. Collarbone: 35,000/110,000 HP. Counterattacks. Mariachi Joe: 79,500/116,000 HP. Unpredictable. All in the center of the room. Pyrovision: III
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THE MOON IS RISING 44/50
???: Oh yes, I think it's time to reveal my true self
A light shines as his form slowly is revealed. He has a mask that appears to be Majora's Mask, only it has a crack that reveals a single eye.
Majora's Mask?: Yes, and my power is slowly returning...
However, he is not only a mask. He is on a small body, that is wearing green clothes, and a green hat.
Majora's Mask?: Soon I will rule, soon I will become more powerful than the godmodder himself
With just one 50 charge? I don't think so
Majora's Mask?: Shut up narrator
I Climb above the chaos, and look down
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Notice: Laiko will unleash his ultimate this turn. I know that Tazz got annoyed he couldn't buff it last time, so heads up. I just hope I can find the time to write up the massive block of text to describe it before Twin posts again.
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I basically just keep spraying every Pyro that tries to get close to me with jazz from the Record Scratcher while making sure I'm charging Root C.
While I technically do this later, I thought it'd be best to get it over with now; I use the renamifiermajig on the S.S. Tesseract to change it to the HAC Tesseract, because S.S. makes no sense for a spacecraft name, and this is technically a vessel of Anachron's manufacture, and therefore uses the relevant naming convention.
HAC Tesseract 2/11
Other stuff charges!
+1x2 to Erelye!
I don't really have brain idea juices for any own-initiative RP just now. Argblegrgl.
The Black Hand > Fine = The Author's Artifact (5/10)
SCP-061 USB && Unicoder = The Unicontrollers (3/8)
Voxwands > Fine = ??? (1/?)
Action
If I am dead, I respawn.
I pull out the Voxwands. Microsoft Sam begins to speak. "Mike Sam, take two! Telling y'all what it do!" A memetic effect sweeps over the area, causing the Bleak's wings to disintegrate!
Eric runs over to Astria and helps her get up after being thrown down by Bleak.
Hank diverts Bleak's attention from Wilson by amping up the Nether Spire, and hitting it repeatedly with lightning bolts, running around Bleak, lightninging it over and over again until he's directly opposite Wilson with Bleak in the middle. Then, to make sure that Bleak is focused on him rather than Wilson, he opens the nether spire up to its full level, and unleashes a massive final blast of lightning, dealing massive damage and inflicting the weakened debuff, which is modified for my purposes to only cause four attacks to minicrit in exchange for being able to FORCE Wilson's ultimate into minicritting. (that means the three attacks immediately after this one and Wilson's. Just clarifying.)
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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
Line of Sight && Miniature Golden Pyramid && Indigo Flames = Cipher's Call (2/11)
Eldarium Curse 29/50 (Amp'd x2; +1 from Gutza)
+1 to Tazz; +1 to Crystal.
Channelling Bill? Hah. That's simply hilarious. THAT'S A REAL G00D J0KE THERE. Y0U WANNA HEAR AN0THER? FREE W1LL EX1STS! You're assuming I'm not him already.
Well, then. It is time for the Rave. You're going to have to wait until my third post, however. Hah. I'll let you all have your fun stabbing wings and sticking swords in mouths.
I grab the Golden Sunsticks, and immediately channel some sort of interweaving thread in reality. Immediately, the Sunsticks begin shuddering, emitting copious amounts of red light. This isn't a particularly stable thread, I'll give you that. I imbue Split with the energies of the Red Sun, healing him.
My gaze does not falter from Eric.
Mutter the extremely vulgar curse words of nonexistent gnomes all you want, just do it more quietly, if you will. I once met a particularly vicious gnome; he tried to tear my face off with his bare hands. When you're dealing with maddened gnomes, I highly suggest you just sort of... tear their flesh off with your mind. Or scare them into submission. Hah.
I wave my hand, and a disembodied head appears, composed of different shades of amethyst. The head immediately begins screaming like a madman, attempting to thrash and writhe. Slowly, the layers of flesh upon the head peel off, disappearing as they hit the ground. After a few moments, all that remains is withered muscle, which evaporates, revealing a horribly charred skull with some sort of irregular warped shape upon its top. The skull quickly shatters, and disappears.
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+2 to Erelye.
Universal Power Ubercharge Meter: 0/9
Wilson Money: $2
Fastest Thing Alive: 1/50
Gotta Go Fast: 1/50
From the Sidelines: 34/50 (+3 from Crystal)
Miniaturized Decad: 4/11
Computerized Decad: 4/11
Planet Express Ship Primary Lasers: 3/6
==Actions==
==Excavate==
Lothyra rolls the Material Decad at Metalhead.
In the grim darkness of an imprisoned Minecraftia, there is only war.
Lothyropolis
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Crap. Nobody posted. I knew I should've on the weekends. I'll have to make this null post just so my next real post will not be a double post.
In the grim darkness of an imprisoned Minecraftia, there is only war.
Lothyropolis
+2 to Erelye.
Universal Power Ubercharge Meter: 0/9
Wilson Money: $2
Fastest Thing Alive: 2/50
Gotta Go Fast: 2/50
From the Sidelines: 35/50
Miniaturized Decad: 5/11
Computerized Decad: 5/11
Planet Express Ship Primary Lasers: 4/6
==Actions==
Lothyra detonates more EMP bombs to disable the Bomb Network. Then she shoots Metalhead with iBoomstick in a manner similar to Ash from Evil Dead.
In the grim darkness of an imprisoned Minecraftia, there is only war.
Lothyropolis
I'm fairly sure that doesn't work.
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happen
Somehow, I ended up GM-ing this thing over at Bay12;
http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=149024.870
Yeah, tripleposting seems like basically the least valid tactic in existence.
Cat drawn by me. Accepting requests, depending on a lot of things. DTG Atsume: http://www.imgur.com/a/tij95
1'-[7']-{'3}-'3-'3 '6-11'-7'-6'-7' '1-{'3}-8'-12'-'3-2'
'10-'5-'8-'11 1'-[7']-8'-7'-'3 '2-11'-2'-'9-7'
'10-'5-'3-'3 1'-[7']-'3 '10-8'-{'3}-['10]-4'-7'
'10-{'3}-'3-'3-'6-8'-4' {'3}-11'-2'-'9-7'
Spam restoration: http://www.minecraftforum.net/forums/forums/forum-discussion-info/2195940-posts-threads-deleted-because-of-spam-filter-place
Official DTG Cards Against Humanity suggestion pad: http://piratepad.net/DTGCAH
...meanwhile, on the planet of Tabletopia, a Tabletop Soldier notices a red figure speeding towards the Citadel...
http://writer.inklestudios.com/stories/gxnq
(t)his should be fun.
-13 ways to die
-3 endings
HINTS FOR ADVENTURE:
1. Save the Rope for later! Don't use it right away, at the Pit.
2. There's no way to use the Blueprints Room. Don't even try.
3. The "commit suicide" event at the start affects nothing.
The dream that you've never dreamed is suddenly about to FLOWER.
Chair-City? (Ind) (Tra)
PLANSFOILED.
I fire an Anti-Glitch Beam of Nerfing at (c)haos. It's SUPER EFFECTIVE.
/null
That didn't take long.
...
Inside the Citadel:
cc: ...
cc: why?
cc: why mus(t) some(t)hing always happen?
cc: (t)hey.
cc: will.
cc: pay.
-INSANITY: 3 / 7-
With a large burst of glitchy energy, the poison gas injectors have been obliterated, and everything but the console within 15 meters has been erased. Chaos then gathers the remains of the console, and analyses the now mildly-corrupted data.
cc: (t)hE Da(t)a has bEEn (c)orruptED.
cc: (t)hE par(t) abou(t) (t)he assEmbly of (t)he (t)hronE laun(c)hErs, gonE.
cc: bu(t) I (c)an (c)omE back from (t)hIs.
cc: I always will.
Chaos then blasts a hole through the ruins of the inner chamber, and absconds.
The dream that you've never dreamed is suddenly about to FLOWER.
Chair-City? (Ind) (Tra)
Fuchsite && Sword && Modpack's "Blood" = Highblood Memeblade 9/11
Onyx Obol && Bringer (In Rifle Form) = Deathbringer 3/9
I reawaken from my meme slumber. I look at the bleak. I stare at it. I intently stare at it. I move close and whisper one question. "Orly?" I then break its ribs and beat its ribcage with them, or I go after the next part of it if the ribcage is gone.
Sometimes a battle yields no victor.
Fear is Freedom! Control is Liberty!
Contradiction is Truth! That is the reality of this world!
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((engie, I have something to say to you. Quite a lot of something in fact. Check the forge thread.))
((@pokefan/pit: don't target engie! He's not the main offender. The primary offenders of that are me, twin, serpent and erelye. And that's not even including everyone else running their own character arcs in the meanwhile.))
((@TT: Happy belated birthday wishes!))
Eric nods stiffly at Erelye's monologue.
I see. Carry on then.
He mutters to himself.
D'arvit...
Its no problem Wilson. We're team mates.
We look out for one another.
DTG Co Labs
Nope, sorry guys, no Destroy the Godmodder relevant stuff here...
At least, not yet.
The bullets end up rebounding and bounce around the room, hitting no one!
Hmm. Alright then.
Agreed. The Gun-Circle WILL go off at the end of this round, no matter what!
CRYSTALINDIGOLOVAT: A Curative Vat forged from the metals of a Crystalantholocore. It constantly heals and satiates whomever is inside of it, while also using special crystal arrays lined around itself to capture the thoughts of those inside and said them to other thaumic devices.
Crystalindigovat && Cockpit = The Pilot's Vat (Level 10: 1/11)
You thaw out of the freeze trap!
THE RESONANCE CHAMBER: A sniper rifle forged from various alloys of thorium. It has a built-in computer, and every Minecraft block can be selected from its list (others can be added via an "Other" menu). With each successful shot the weapon fires, The Resonance Chamber's hidden tech will activate and it will resonate with the selected block, ultimately destroying them as the resonance grows higher and higher. The weapon can key into entities as well, eventually driving them to pieces quite literally.
Cursed 21,000 damage to the Ribcage!
Ashiron gains Destruction's Talons!
The Twitchy Staff deals cursed 22,500 damage to the Ribcage and Confuses the Bleak! The Chaos Tendril and Split also become Confused!
+10 to all Sacred Items!
> insert_generic_username: COMBAT OPERANDI => SUNRISE
You expend 7 of every Sacred Item and Daybreak itself.
Chaos Tendril killed!
Orb of Magic && Smash Ball = Orb of the Curse (Level 10: 2/11)
Cursed 15,000 damage to the Ribcage!
You equip the Pain Train, but Mariachi Joe teleports out of nowhere and uses fire-based magic to melt your hands off! He then takes the weapon for himself, defying all known laws of TF2, and leaves! Since your hands are gone, you take 5 damage! You move towards Root C!
Whoops. I haven't. I'll make sure to keep it
There's no sound in space!
Cursed 3,000 damage to the Ribcage!
You activate Red Matter, dealing cursed 60,000 damage to the Bleak!
You seem to be channeling a lot of Bill in that rant...
You move towards Root C!
8,000 damage to Metalhead!
Cursed 12,000 damage to the Ribcage!
SCP-061 USB && The Unicoders = The Unicontrollers (Level 7: 1/8)
Cursed 15,000 damage to the Ribcage!
Electrical Barb-Wire destroyed completely!
Hoopa Unbound doesn't even resemble the Bleak!
Cursed 3,000 damage to the Ribcage!
Different Venoms OOO Potion of Infection = Potion of Pathogens (1/2)
You set up an Unagi Sentry at Root C!
You can't target the Wings!
The Bleak flaps its wings once and you fly backwards into the walls of the Tower. Faster than you can blink, the Bleak is upon you. He snatches your bow and looks at it, tilting his head violently. The bow snaps in half, and the Bleak throws its broken form onto the ground, teleporting away.
You fly way up high, up to the ceiling! However, your jetpack's fuel runs out and you fall to your death.
ROLEPLAY UPHOLDER: A halberd that crackles with the energy of the Narrative. It protects the plot of whomever wields it, making sure it can't be instantly derailed by outside forces. It also harbors a very large amount of eldritch and grimdark powers.
5 damage to you! Cursed 90,000 damage to the Ribcage!
Cursed 9,000 damage to the Ribcage!
The Bleak's healing powers will be negated somewhat this turn!
Network of Bombs destroyed! Ribcage destroyed! 25,000 damage to Skullface! 15,000 damage to Collarbone! 5,000 damage to Metalhead! 10,000 damage to Mariachi Joe! You take 7 damage in retaliation!
Splash Potion of Temperature OOO Glowstone Dust = Splash Potion of Temperature II (1/2)
Splash Potion of Charring OOO Redstone Dust = Splash Potion of Charring Extended (1/2)
Splash Potion of Oblivion OOO Glowstone Dust = Splash Potion of Oblivion II (1/2)
A page starts to load, but it quickly turns into incomprehensible static and white noise.
INDIGO DEFENSE: A charm forged from the metal of Ultramarine and a hardened form of Indigo Flames. While wearing this, superpowered defenses will be quickly forged around the mind of the wearer, making sure that no one will be able to enter their mindscape and view their thoughts and memories.
VIS DEFENSE: A charm forged from the metal of Ultramarine and a solid form of Vis. While wearing this, superpowered invisible defenses will be quickly forged around the wearer that block all harmful magic, making sure that the wearer cannot be harmed by magic of nearly any kind.
5,000 damage to Metalhead!
ORB OF ORIGIN: A pure white orb that is full of the essence of the origin point. Golden filaments are caught in its surface. The orb represents an indivisible foundation point from which all other things are built upon.
Serpent becomes completely frozen! It's gonna take more than a simple action to thaw out of this...
I'm not completely sure.
> crystalcat: BATTLE TECHNIQUE => LV. 5 THAUMIC MIGHT - THAUMIC PROCESSOR
Shunning both conventional knowledge and the power of books, you turn to the superior knowledge of the Thaumonomitron, a digital repository of all thaumic knowledge. You decide to adopt a show-rather-than-tell approach to your thaumic might, and have the Thaumonomitron run some complex programs based on real magical research. It ends up casting a myriad of spells at Skullface that cause him to become infected with a variety of thaumic illnesses. 15,000 damage!
The Bleak simply doesn't open the spoiler.
The Amplifier && The Effect-Slinger = The Sixth Degree (Level 8: 1/9)
+6,000 HP to Wilson!
Giant Wooden Castle added around Root C! The Legion glares... Hopefully their secret weapon will work.
When the Echeladder becomes up to date. I haven't been working on it recently and it's lagging far behind. Sorry about that.
VOXWANDS: A heavily modified version of the Scribe's wands that flicker with reality majjyyks. It is centered around the power of sound, more specifically, voice. It can channel and edit computerized voice in order to attack enemies, messing with their brains and firing concentrated beams of sound.
You protect Maniac from attack this turn!
FTL CRYSTAL MOVER: A multicolored crystallized alcubierre drive that crackles with green electricity. Upon actvating this crystal, one can fly, modify their movement, and change their physical location at will, teleporting around. They can also change the speed at which they do so, and can potentially accelerate at speeds faster than light.
Ichorium && Bedrock && Voidmetal && Telum Essentia = Ebbmetal (Level 10)
Ichorium && Bedrock && Voidmetal && Praecantatio Essentia = Flowmetal (Level 10)
The Void's STAR -c FTL Crystal Mover = Just Passing Through (1/4)
12,000 damage to Skullface!
KONAMI CODE COMPENDIUM: A book detailing all things that reference the Konami Code in some way.
crystalcat gains Regen!
FENESTRATED BLADE: A sword forged from an indeterminate grey metal similar to glass. It periodically shows images of current events going on from three particular universes... It appears to function similarly to the Fourth Wall.
FENESTRATED SCYTHE: A scythe forged from an indeterminate grey metal similar to glass. It periodically shows images of current events going on from three particular universes... It appears to function similarly to the Fourth Wall.
You find neither of those things in your immediate surroundings.
Huh. Well that happened earlier than you expected, I guess. Your charge doesn't go up since your dead. You'll have to restart it back from 42/50.
6,000 damage to Mariachi Joe! 3,000 damage to Metalhead!
You'll know.
THE STELLAR SCATTER: A scattergun forged from dull red wood and metal. It crackles with red energy and arcs of electricity, and its bullets are forged from the superheated plasma of the Red Sun. It appears to boost movement and can allow its user to teleport.
Miniature Red Sun && Rapier = Solar Edge (Level 10: 1/11)
+5,000 HP to Wilson!
STUDIO DOOR: A green door with a polished white doorknob. It once served as the door to the Studio Doc Scratch kept on the second floor of Felt Manor.
Studio Door (Level 5)
You move to Root B!
SPLASH POTION OF TEMPERATURE II: Yep.
SPLASH POTION OF CHARRING EXTENDED: Yep.
SPLASH POTION OF OBLIVION II: Yep.
This thread is more of a balance between RP and an actual game. Its story is huge enough that both basically work in tandem, and that's not necessarily a bad thing. You don't need to join in if you don't want to, though!
The next attack against Wilson will deal slightly less damage!
POTION OF PATHOGENS: A potion full of infection and venom; it is incredibly deadly.
+15,000 HP to Split!
Line of Sight && Miniature Golden Pyramid && Indigo Flames = Cipher's Call (Level 10: 1/11)
+10,000 HP to Wilson!
EMP && Protection Charm && Azure Essence = EMP Defense (Level 10: 1/11)
Protection Charm Disabler && Protection Charm && Azure Essence = Protection Defense (Level 10: 1/11)
I don't remember what the Nightpearl is made out of.
SCRIBE'S WANDS: A set of wands that double as writing tools. Whatever words or phrases are written with these wands will come to life, manifesting as the actual object the words depict.
+1,000 HP to Wilson!
Happy belated birthday!
7,000 damage to Skullface!
SOLAR SHIELDS: An iron shield supercharged with the immense power of the Red Sun. Red energy and electricity crackle throughout the defensive apparatus.
7,000 damage to Metalhead!
S.S. Supergiant && Alcubierre-Tesserae Indefinite Range Drive-Ring = S.S. Tesseract (Level 10: 1/11)
I honestly need to ask you: do you even know what a Twinja is??
9-2-9-1-3-2-7-7-4-9
A new material is quickly created and placed all around Metalhead! Said material turns metal flammable, and Metalhead instantly lights on fire due to his flame magic! 6,000 damage!
I honestly truly never thought someone would do this. Thanks for proving me wrong. In case it wasn't obvious, nothing counts in this post. You'll need to redo all your charges and alchemies.
Alright, I played through this and I won't spoil this for anyone who hasn't. It's good. REALLY good. Go check it out!
Split deals 10,000 damage to Septavius and 30,000 damage to the Wings! He decides to hold off on the special attack until next turn.
Wilson deals 15,000 damage to the Wings! The Hand of Truth's Acolytes deal 10,000 damage to the Wings!
The Gun-Circle fully activates!
> COMBO TECHNIQUE => LV. 20 PLAY 'EM OFF - MY LITTLE FRIENDS
Eric, Hank, Generic, and Tazz form a diamond of death at the middle of the Gun-Circle, firing a limitless wall of ammunition that screams through the room at hurtles straight at the Bleak! The Bleak is defenseless as millions of bullets are shoved through its soft rotting frame... Most of the bullets damage the Wings, which begin to bleed quite heavily! When the attack subsides and the quite literal smoke clears, the Wings have taken 30,000 damage!
The Bleak shudders horribly, the Ribcage encasing most of its form completely broken! It roars, and the spare ribs that managed to hold on clatter to the ground, liquid showering the floor. The shells of bone that encased the Wings have withered away, allowing the Wings to be targeted, as shown above! In addition, where the Bleak's Ribcage was, something much more grotesque now lies... A gasping and sputtering mouth with several rows of teeth lies, projecting sounds no man was meant to hear throughout the room. A large amount of faces congregate near the Mouth, giving it unholy power...
Yet the Bleak decides to immediately squander this power, and deals 25,000 damage to itself in its confusion! The Bleak's many mime-based souls manage to redirect the attack halfway through and fire an all-consuming blast of oblivion at Septavius, vaporizing him, and at Mokou, knocking an HP bar off of her! The Godmodder deals 10,000 damage to Flandre Scarlet, knocks an HP bar off of Mokou, and deals 30,000 damage to djh3max and alsmiffy! Trottimus manages to dodge the attack! He then teleports to Team Excavate.
Root A is Awakened by +10%! Roots B and C are Awakened by +20%! More of you need to get to the Roots! They're only Awakening by a small amount each turn, and now that the traps are gone, you can get to them easily! Garen uses Courage! Alexiron heals Garen and Asahron for +7,000 HP, and TT2000 and omglolsguy for +6 HP! Asharon gives Garen Regen for five turns! The Thorndroids split up amongst the three Roots!
The Legion of Pyronus unleashes their special attack, Pyrovision! Instead of using their typical pyromancy, they all channel powerful mind-warping magic and shape it into the form of a Balloonicorn! The Balloonicorn invades the thoughts of every single entity in Team Excavate, forcing them to enter Pyroland! They become so happy with paradise and utopia that they never want to leave! No entity can attack next turn as a result! The Godmodder comes in and deals 5 damage to every AG player in Team Excavate!
The Itinerary:
> Team Excelsior: Defeat the Bleak!
> Team Excavate: Defeat the Legion of Pyronus!
> Team Excavate: Disable the traps around Yggdrasil's Roots!
> Team Excavate: Awaken Yggdrasil's Roots!
I. FINAL WAVE .III. DEMONHEAD .IIIII. INFESTATION .IIIIV. ASCENT .IVThe Tower:
IMPETUS COMB METER: ======================================== 2,963,500/8,000,000. (Gains +400,000/turn.)
Current Impetus Comb: 11
Team Excelsior
TheLordErelye: [AG] HP: 20/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 100%.
insert_generic_username: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 100%.
pionoplayer: [AG] HP: 19/25. Has Super Armor.
The_Nonexistent_Tazz: [AG] HP: 23/25. Has Alpha Armor. Runic Shielding: 100%.
Netpatham: [AG] HP: 17/25. Has Super Armor.
CobaltShade: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 100%.
NinjaV2403: [AG] HP: 19/25. Has Super Armor.
ninjatwist321: [AG] HP: 23/25. Has Super Armor.
PitTheAngel: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
Pricey12345: [AG] HP: 14/25. Has Super Armor.
Kajiulord: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
TehEpicNinja9001: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
K4yne: [PG] HP: 22/20.
Fseftr: [N] HP: 18/20. Has Super Armor.
ManiacMasteR: [N] HP: 15/20.
engie_ninja: [N] HP: 20/20.
Crusher48: [N] HP: 13/25. Has Super Armor.
The_Idea_Modpack_Mod_Man: [N] HP: 20/20. Has Super Armor.
5l1n65h07: [N] HP: 20/20. Has Super Armor.
Split: [N] HP: 103,000/250,000. Weapon Mode: Rhythm Heaven. Achronological: II Record Break: II Confused: I
Wilson: [AG] HP: 146,600/300,000. Emotion: Pride. Stress: IIIIIIIIII 90%. State: -100. Symbiote Shield: 10,000/10,000 HP.
Laiko ==========O========== Wilson
Flandre Scarlet: [AG] HP: 70,000/100,000. (x1.) 100,000/100,000. (x1.) Can only take 10,000 damage per attack.
Mokou: [AG] HP: 20,000/20,000. (x5.) Can only take 20,000 damage per attack.
Hand of Truth: [AG] HP: 2,000,000/2,000,000. Leaves after taking 200,000 damage. Current Form: Open Palm of All-Knowing. Golden Gesticulation: IIIII Acolytes: 5,000/5,000 HP. (x10.)
Trottimus: [AG] HP: 80,000/80,000. Has a 35% dodge chance. Salvation: IIII Repentance: II
djh3max: [AG] HP: 52,500/80,000. Can regen +2,500 HP a turn. Law, Life, Death: IIII Reclamation: II
alsmiffy: [AG] HP: 50,000/80,000. Minicrits every other turn. Cleansing: IIII Golden Justice: II
The Bleak: [PG BOSS] The Mouth: 2,000,000/2,000,000 HP. The Wings: 415,000/500,000 HP. (x1.) 500,000/500,000 HP. (x1.) Heal components. A Funny: III Confused: III Constricted: III
Divinium Pillar: [PG] The Key is inside.
Godmodder: [GM] HP: 2/125. Killstreak: 85.
Team Excavate:
Irecreeper: [AG] HP: 6/25. Has Super Armor.
gutza1: [AG] HP: 5/25. Has Super Armor.
TT2000: [AG] HP: 5/25. Has Super Armor.
Amperz4nd: [AG] HP: 10/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 90%.
Talist: [AG] HP: 6/25. Has Super Armor.
OverlordXcano: [AG] HP: 15/25. Has Super Armor.
crystalcat: [AG] HP: 6/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 100%. Regen: II
omglolsguy22: [AG] HP: 5/25. Has Super Armor. Takes 3 damage a turn.
PaperShuriken: [AG] HP: 10/25. Has Super Armor.
Pokefan151: [AG] HP: 11/25. Has Super Armor.
The_Serpent: [PG] HP: 20/20. Permafrost: III
ProofofconcepT: [PG] HP: 0/20.
Yggdrasil Root A: [AG] Awakening: IIIIIIIIII 20%. Thorndroids: 1/1 HP. (x13,333.) gutza1 is near it.
Yggdrasil Root B: [AG] Awakening: IIIIIIIIIII 30%. Thorndroids: 1/1 HP. (x13,333.) TT2000 and Talist near it.
Yggdrasil Root C: [AG] Awakening: IIIIIIIIII 35%. Thorndroids: 1/1 HP. (x13,333.) Giant Wooden Castle: 30,000/30,000 HP. crystalcat and Irecreeper are near it.
Garen: [AG] HP: 89,000/200,000. Demacian Justice: IIIII Courage: Regen:
Alexiron: [AG] HP: 185,000/250,000. Mana: IIIIIIII 2 Terrain: IIIIIIIIII 60% Water.
Ashiron: [AG] HP: 182,000/225,000. Terrain: IIIIIIIIII 40% Ash.
Abathur: [AG] HP: 80,000/80,000. Hidden: 100%. Symbiotes: 30,000/30,000. (x2.) Locusts: 5,000/5,000. (x3.)
Legion of Pyronus: [PG BOSS] Metalhead: 97,000/175,000 HP. High defense. Skullface: 52,000/140,000 HP. Intimidates others. Collarbone: 35,000/110,000 HP. Counterattacks. Mariachi Joe: 79,500/116,000 HP. Unpredictable. All in the center of the room. Pyrovision: III
The Forge
The Spoils:
Broken Halo: III (K4yne)
Contaminated Gear: IIII READY (ninjatwist321)
Rapidfire Bow: III (zerithos)
HHH's Headtaker: III (ManiacMasteR)
Hivemind CPU: III READY (TheLordErelye)
Potion Supply: III (Talist)
Ender Orb: IIIII (Netpatham)
Slime-Inator: III (Flare Flames)
Molten Processor: IIII (PitTheAngel)
Infinity Blade: II [4K] (The_Serpent)
Prism: III READY (Aegis_A095)
Lil' Cal: IIIII IN USE (insert_generic_username)
Shockwave Laser-Cannon: IIII (fseftr)
Sacred Pool Balls: IIII DISABLED (Irecreeper)
Deudly Magnum: I READY (TwinBuilder)
Emerald Nova: IIII DISABLED (pionoplayer)
Waluigi Thyme: ...IS OVER. (Irecreeper)
Withered Plate: IIII READY (TT2000)
Auditory Piston: III (The_Idea_Modpack_Mod_Man)
Inferno Servo: III READY (Aegis-A095)
Magma Multiplier:I DISABLED (Talist)
Silver Eye: III READY (Nimbleguy)
Table Leg: III READY (Leonstar0)
Spare Tentacle: III IN USE (TheLordErelye)
Providence's Topper: III (Irecreeper)
Red Scale: III READY (zerithos)
Twitchy Staff: III (insert_generic_username)
Chaos Heart: IIIII READY (K4yne)
Faceless Eight: II (pionoplayer)
Necro Smasher: III (XDGrangerDX)
Black Matter Gun: IIII (Flare Flames)
Kitsune Charm: II READY (Nimbleguy)
Glitch Wrench: IIII DISABLED (Talist)
Hard-Light Gun: III READY (Netpatham)
Oblivion's Topper: III READY (The_Nonexistent_Tazz)
Pale Valve: IIII DISABLED (insert_generic_username)
Giant Gear: IIII READY (CobaltShade)
Nether Spire: IIIII (pionoplayer)
Amethyst Spike: IIIII READY (5l1n65h07)
Brass Knuckles: IIIIII CHARGING (Irecreeper)
Sacred Items:
3 Hog Slop
11 Elf Tears
7 Pie Filling
5 Weasel Snot
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I'll be making my great escape now!
THE MOON IS RISING 44/50
???: Oh yes, I think it's time to reveal my true self
A light shines as his form slowly is revealed. He has a mask that appears to be Majora's Mask, only it has a crack that reveals a single eye.
Majora's Mask?: Yes, and my power is slowly returning...
However, he is not only a mask. He is on a small body, that is wearing green clothes, and a green hat.
Majora's Mask?: Soon I will rule, soon I will become more powerful than the godmodder himself
With just one 50 charge? I don't think so
Majora's Mask?: Shut up narrator
I Climb above the chaos, and look down
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>ACHIEVEMENT GET: Obtain Twin's approval for your text adventure!
REWARDS:
+1 EXP
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The dream that you've never dreamed is suddenly about to FLOWER.
Chair-City? (Ind) (Tra)
PIT_ICARUS' TURN (3/3 Actions Remaining):
A.B.E.: 22/50
Umbra Scepter: 6/7
Always go for the healer. Always go for the healer. Always go for the healer.
Attack healer. Attack healer. Attack healer.
Stop repeating yourself multiple times. Stop repeating yourself multiple times. Sto-
That's enough.
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Notice: Laiko will unleash his ultimate this turn. I know that Tazz got annoyed he couldn't buff it last time, so heads up. I just hope I can find the time to write up the massive block of text to describe it before Twin posts again.
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.
I basically just keep spraying every Pyro that tries to get close to me with jazz from the Record Scratcher while making sure I'm charging Root C.
While I technically do this later, I thought it'd be best to get it over with now; I use the renamifiermajig on the S.S. Tesseract to change it to the HAC Tesseract, because S.S. makes no sense for a spacecraft name, and this is technically a vessel of Anachron's manufacture, and therefore uses the relevant naming convention.
HAC Tesseract 2/11
Other stuff charges!
+1x2 to Erelye!
I don't really have brain idea juices for any own-initiative RP just now. Argblegrgl.
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 (5/10)
SCP-061 USB && Unicoder = The Unicontrollers (3/8)
Voxwands > Fine = ??? (1/?)
Action
If I am dead, I respawn.
I pull out the Voxwands. Microsoft Sam begins to speak. "Mike Sam, take two! Telling y'all what it do!" A memetic effect sweeps over the area, causing the Bleak's wings to disintegrate!
Eric runs over to Astria and helps her get up after being thrown down by Bleak.
Hank diverts Bleak's attention from Wilson by amping up the Nether Spire, and hitting it repeatedly with lightning bolts, running around Bleak, lightninging it over and over again until he's directly opposite Wilson with Bleak in the middle. Then, to make sure that Bleak is focused on him rather than Wilson, he opens the nether spire up to its full level, and unleashes a massive final blast of lightning, dealing massive damage and inflicting the weakened debuff, which is modified for my purposes to only cause four attacks to minicrit in exchange for being able to FORCE Wilson's ultimate into minicritting. (that means the three attacks immediately after this one and Wilson's. Just clarifying.)
DTG Co Labs
Nope, sorry guys, no Destroy the Godmodder relevant stuff here...
At least, not yet.
Hazel Wand: IIIIII (SCRATCHED.)
Runic Shielding: 100%
Ring of Sorcery: Current Mode Active: Sorcerous. Red Matter IIII Primal III Nodal Outburst III
Line of Sight && Miniature Golden Pyramid && Indigo Flames = Cipher's Call (2/11)
Eldarium Curse 29/50 (Amp'd x2; +1 from Gutza)
+1 to Tazz; +1 to Crystal.
Channelling Bill? Hah. That's simply hilarious. THAT'S A REAL G00D J0KE THERE. Y0U WANNA HEAR AN0THER? FREE W1LL EX1STS! You're assuming I'm not him already.
Well, then. It is time for the Rave. You're going to have to wait until my third post, however. Hah. I'll let you all have your fun stabbing wings and sticking swords in mouths.
I grab the Golden Sunsticks, and immediately channel some sort of interweaving thread in reality. Immediately, the Sunsticks begin shuddering, emitting copious amounts of red light. This isn't a particularly stable thread, I'll give you that. I imbue Split with the energies of the Red Sun, healing him.
My gaze does not falter from Eric.
Mutter the extremely vulgar curse words of nonexistent gnomes all you want, just do it more quietly, if you will. I once met a particularly vicious gnome; he tried to tear my face off with his bare hands. When you're dealing with maddened gnomes, I highly suggest you just sort of... tear their flesh off with your mind. Or scare them into submission. Hah.
I wave my hand, and a disembodied head appears, composed of different shades of amethyst. The head immediately begins screaming like a madman, attempting to thrash and writhe. Slowly, the layers of flesh upon the head peel off, disappearing as they hit the ground. After a few moments, all that remains is withered muscle, which evaporates, revealing a horribly charred skull with some sort of irregular warped shape upon its top. The skull quickly shatters, and disappears.