I get enraged that Trial 6 wont begin until tomorrow because the update is after 9, and cut the plot in half with a Weath Ray.
There will be a minimum of three breather turns in between Trial 5 and the final battle. This is the second. Depending on how long it takes for me to finish the drawings for Trial 6, there will be additional breather turns, or I may just not post at all. Either way, the final battle wasn't going to happen today, and it won't tomorrow.
Partial Inventory: Potion of Critmist II x33, Potion of Vis x27, Potion of Nectar x3, Potion of Crimson x2, Potion of Moonlight x2, Potion of Fortune x2, Potion of Fear x2, Potion of Hellsun x2,
Wilson's Shop: $314
Battlefield: I drop a bookcase organized by colour of author's favorite pet on the mistake
+2 to Wilson
Default octet thing AND Azure Essence 8/11
Robin Hood AND Health Absorber AND Medigun AND Azure Essence 8/11
Tazz Doll AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 1/11
-HMAS Ship-
Red sits at a table, thinking about something, a mug of coffee in hand and another in front of the seat opposite him. He doesn’t turn around as he hears Blue enter the room from behind him.
Made some coffee for you, but you were busy, should still be warm if…
He abruptly stops as Blue sits down opposite him with a serious expression.
You know, [Redacted]… for the past couple of days I’ve felt like something, or someone, made me forget something… I became increasingly concerned about what I might’ve forgotten, so I hatched a secretive plan. You don’t need to know the details, but I entered my mindscape about an hour ago to try to find out what I had forgotten. I guess I should be glad it’s nothing life-threatening… but I almost wish it was instead…
Blue pauses, and Red moves to say something, but she stops him.
No, I don’t need you wiping my memory again.
Red appears a little shocked, but replies after a few seconds.
[Redacted], I have…
No. I don’t want a comforting lie, or whatever you were going to say.You really want to comfort me? Then tell me why you did it.
Remington TCR && Remington 420 = Remington Graffiti (1/THIS WORKS BECAUSE THE REMINGTON 420 WORKS ON TROLOLO WHICH IS A TROLL SONG AND TRUE CAPITALIST RADIO GETS TROLLED CONSTANTLY SO THIS SHOULD GIVE ME A WEAPON THAT HAS THE POWERS OF TCR TROLLS)
Essence of Leopold Slikk, the Angry German Kid && 50,000 Keycaps && Beretta 96G-SD = Beretta 50K-LS (3/6)
Everysword && Effslayer = Everyslayer (3/11)
Action
I pull out the Thaumic Aspectblaster and infuse the Mistake with pure Ordo (order). I then pull out the Billy Bazooka and the Voxwands and use them against the Error for this informational message:
The amount of Ordo produced from that attack is 2,000,047,080,119.95 (TWO TRILLION FORTY-SEVEN MILLION EIGHTY THOUSAND ONE HUNDRED AND NINETEEN NINETY-FIVE) Warded Jars' worth, which is sent at the speed of OVER A HUNDRED MILES PER HOUR! The stream of essentia can last for up to 6,530,124,710 years without stopping and is ejected from the Thaumic Aspectblaster at the rate of 1 trillion per .5 of a nanosecond. This leads to super-compressed essentia that nullifies the Mistake.
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2/50 (should I even bother?) and Well fine then. I guess I wont. 28/50 +1 to Generic and Tazz.
The blade still dripping with poison, I dash past the Failure and slash with the Staff of Ysera's blade. I quickly reach a wall and plant the Staff's base on it and kick off the wall, giving me more momentum for a leaping slash, Link style, on the Failure, followed by a swift kick to put some distance between me and it. I lasso it with flames and yank it back towards me and into my waiting blade.
@Gutza1: Well alright then. You can keep the Glitch Wrench, but if I ask you to use it on something for a big wombo-combo, please do.
And Twin, let me try something. If I put all the stuff related to the alchemy emporium in quotes, will it delete itself when you quote this for the turn update? Hopefully it will so you don't have to delete all the spoilers yourself.
The number in parentheses is the number of times you need to assist Wilson's charges in order to buy it. Once you buy it, you're free to duplicate it. Wilson will also accept IOUs or other alchemies in trade.
Current status: owner missing _ Total wealth = 455$ _ Wilson's charges B: 47/50 (lvl 1 = 1 ingredient used, lvl 2 = 2 ingredients used or 2 potions combined, and so on)
Fseftr: 314$ (basically infinite)
Tazz: 30$
Generic: 19$
Gutza1: 6$
CrystalCat: 2$
Pricy: 6$
Pokefan151: 8$
Kelpie's Blade x1 (lvl 7 weapon, 10$)
Spectra's Chestplate (lvl 5 colorful armor, 8$)
Potion of (super?) rejuvenation x1 (3$, lvl 1, gives crits)
Potion of Magic x2 (3$, lvl 1, random effects)
Potion of (holy) Wrath x2 (5$, lvl 2, says on the tin)
Potion of Nectar x2 (5$, lvl 2, healing and crit)
Splash potion of Critmist II x7 (6$, lvl 3, crits)
Potion of Ambrosa x2 (6$, lvl 3, healing + crits)
Nectar cake x2 (6$, lvl 3, healing food)
Potion of Infusement x1 (4$, lvl 2, magic power +)
Potion of Potential x1 (lvl 1, slight buff)
Potion of Fury x4 (6$, lvl 3, magic power +, holy power ++)
Potion of Armor x2 (3$, lvl 1, dmg reduction)
Potion of War II x3 (7$, lvl 4, +dmg, -dmg taken)
Potion of Zeus x5 (7$, lvl 4, healing, dmg dealt+ Dmg taken -)
Potion of Water Armor x2 (2$, lvl1, armor while in water)
Potion of Moonlight x2 (3$, lvl 1, regen)
Potion of Fortune x3 (2$, lvl 1, more ores)
Potion of HellSun x2 (3$, lvl 1, Powers of the Nether)
Potion of Scratch II x2 (6$, lvl 3, control time for a bit)
Potion of IMAAAAGGGGINNNNAAAATIOOONNNN II x2 (4$, lvl 2)
Splash Potion of Oblivion II x2 (7$, lvl 5, Life stealing cuts)
Bottled Hosi Fire + 1
Bottled Hosi Fire &&& The Sparker (Wilson's level 8 weapon) = The Lightning Round 2/11
Awkward Potion OOO Bottled Hosi Fire = Potion of Kitsune DONE
Aww... so many people like the emotional ramblings of Wilson... how nice. But my main concern with GMing is the time it takes. These high quality RP posts take a long time. I actually proof read them and look for where stronger/weaker words should be substituted in, as appropriate. I also look through the RP for where I can rewrite sentences to not start with the subject because it gets dull if you have a bunch of those in a row. That's a pro tip for writing essays BTW. Anyway... first, some explanation.
I tend to write these RPs as though they were novels. So I go out of my way to have symbolism and foreshadowing and all that jazz. Yes, that bottle does represent death in a way, but its more specific than that. It represents a fear he's had for a while now. Wilson likes brewing potions. Well, duh. But part of the reason he does is because he sees it as something innocent. When "his work" is dripping with blood, it represents the very real fear that his potions are ending lives, which means his passion is corrupted, and by extension, he is. I doubted anyone would get why the potion is dark yellow. If anyone remembers WAYYY back, a very small detail I mentioned during the DreamScape sidequest was that Wilson's ultimate potion, the one that killed the Terror Spider and burnt down his home, was a dark yellow splash potion. And finally, its half empty because its not just the fear his potions have been used to kill, but will keep being used that way. Woo. A full paragraph to explain 2 sentences. That's just how I roll. If you want extra credit for Talist's English class, there's also symbolism for the Laiko/Wilson dynamic, Willow, Inari, and the bottle he carries the Flask of the Kitsune in, just to name a few. I'll probably explain all of them at the very end of the game. That should be fun. Now for actual RP.
The entire world faded to black shadows around Wilson. The darkness became so thick, he couldn't see his own paws under him. And then, he woke up. He could tell that not because the shadows lifted, they didn't. He could tell because his entire body felt incredibly sore suddenly, especially his eyes. He struggled briefly under the blanket before climbing to his feet. But just as soon as he got to his full height, he hit his head on the staircase above him and fell over again. The soreness in his body was getting worse as he felt the full effects of his Grid hangover. And he knew this was the worst one he's had so far, partly because the shadows had hardly lifted. He was blind except for one small point in the middle, and even that was blurred with tears. At least he had some experience with this. From the pain in his head, his blindness, his painful soreness and sorrow, he felt deathly. He felt as though he might keel over and die at any moment, right there under the staircase in the ship designed to bring him to safety. How bloody ironic. With growing certainty, he repeated to himself that this was the worst he had ever felt. Despite his pain, he felt the overwhelming desire to talk to somebody, anybody. Except Inari. He should clarify that. The mere fact that he wanted to talk to someone gave him some hope. If this situation had happened the Wilson of last year, he would have kept this bottled up and gotten a shard of his personality specifically devoted to making him suffer for his supposed crimes. But the Wilson of today had learned that it was better to talk to someone, anyone. Except Inari. At worst, he'd come off as whiny and depressed, but that was still better than the alternative.
Slowly, painfully, he rose to his full, imposing height of about a quarter of a meter. This time he was careful to not hit his head. He shook off the blanket and tried to look at it, but he couldn't even tell what color it was for what little vision he had left was too blurred with tears. But at least someone had cared enough to seek him out and cover him with something. How thoughtful. He didn't walk this sinister path alone, as much as it might seem like it sometimes. Slowly and deliberately, Wilson paced his way out from under the staircase. Every step hurt and sent shock waves of pain through his legs to propagate into his body. It took a special kind of courage to stay standing. Not the heroic kind that lets you stand toe to toe with monsters, but simple, unsung hope. The kind that, when everything seems lost and it feels like you might as well give up, whispers to you, "Just one more step. If you keep fighting, tomorrow will be a better day.". That was the great thing about hope. The darker the world is, the stronger and more brilliantly it shines for you. And as long as you kept fueling it with your courage and will, it will keep shining its wonderful hue. Fighting on with the strength of this simple hope, Wilson kept going, occasionally bumping into walls. He wanted to find the bridge, or at least someone to talk to. Having run out of tears for the broken world, he called out, somewhat nervously, into the smothering shadows,
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{Assuming Wilson's actually awake and aboard the TARDIS...}
The Avatar looks away from its conversation with {Err, Eric? Hank? I'm afraid I don't actually know... :P}
"Ah, the so-empathic fox. You, at least, need no failsafes. How are you doing on this fine timeless anomaly that acts as substitute for a day?"
The Halves both pull out heavy machine guns and lay into the opened weakpoint on Tingle until they realize it stopped working pretty quickly, then move to targeting the Error, conjuring a massive burst of STABILIZE. STABILIZE. S-S-S_A-STA-
For a moment, everything within twenty meters is... Twisted, gone, subjected to torque on fifth-dimensional terms, then back again, torn and broken, third-dimensional structural logic failed. Apparently fighting a war against errors on ground that is being actively torn apart on every level madmen with the power of gods can achieve is a bad idea. Also don't try to summon Greater Horrors to punch things.
HAC Tesseract 9/11 {Lolololololmemesofdeathhehehehehehehehehehitslatehere}
Remington TCR && Remington 420 = Remington Graffiti (2/IT'S REMINGTON GRAFFITI BECAUSE GHOST GETS TROLLED THE HARDEST DURING A SEGMENT ON HIS SHOW CALLED RADIO GRAFFITI)
Essence of Leopold Slikk, the Angry German Kid && 50,000 Keycaps && Beretta 96G-SD = Beretta 50K-LS (4/6)
Everysword && Effslayer = Everyslayer (4/11)
Action
I pull out Universal Roguelike and wave the wands around. Suddenly, a horde of 𝔼swarms the Mistake. The horde turns out to be composed of Higher6 Ordo Aspect Elementals! The elementals tear into the Mistake, dealing Order damage!
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I accept the Conceptual Node Laser.
Thank you. This is... absolutely brilliant. Affix the thing to a continual auric intra-contraption, and you might be able to do quite a bit. The possibilities are endless. Shaping realities, bending the wills of all within a centralized blast, or even manipulating the timeline proper. You're a genius.
Afterwards, I attempt to use some form of telekinetic dislocation coordinated by the view granted by Cipher's Call to utilize the Alchemiter. I mean, we are on the other side of the planet. I cannot merely alchemize something unaided from here. Anyhow, I alchemize Psionic Program && Small Hematopoietic Stem Cell && Essence of the Diffusion (1/???). Essentially, I am attempting to create an organic Psionic Program that will disseminate within the body, spreading to its deepest reaches. Hah. Just a final project. Even if I possess most abilities attributed to troll psionics.
I stare at the eternally corrupted phantasm otherwise known as the Mistake. Perhaps a fair bit of stabilization is in order. As such, crystals of unusually symmetrical spherical green mysteries begin to form around the glitch-ridden terror, air seemingly congealing around them. Within moments, the things have been surrounded with what appears to be liquid oxygen. As mister TT has accurately stated before, it has to be rather lacking in terms of heat for oxygen to become a liquid. That amount of frost is easily capable of killing you, instantly. With a thought, the crystals lurch towards each other, throbbing slightly with the essence of entrapped energy of multiple types. They all collide, forming an amalgamated mess of crystal and liquid oxygen. This horrendous amalgamation immediately morphs into what appears to be a large splinter of crystalline material, coated in a layer of frost-wrought destruction. Without as much as a gesture, the splinter is driven directly through the Mistake, vibrating with feeble amounts of inconsequential energy, as well as vast amounts of Ordo vis. Of course, it is not the splinter, nor its aftereffects, that is key to this attack. Rather, it is the opening it provides. Suddenly, pulsating tendrils of void, arcing over from the other side of the planet rather instantaneously. When stating the various amounts of things assailing the planet, you may have forgotten the large mass of void spreading across GodCraft, dragging around a face of the thing into oblivion eternally. Hah. All the better for my uses. The tendril begins to corrode the Mistake's glitched form, eradicating the corruption, and anything at all. The tendril of void wraps around the Mistake, removing all where it passes, leaving naught but void in its place. Ordinarily, this would be conceived as a major threat. However, the tendril seems concerned only with the Mistake's annihilation, something respectable enough. This would be the ideal time to drag Grayhold out of Nihil Parva, and to commit the ultimate act of telefragging. I could probably grind something the size of the Mainframe to subatomic dust with those tactics. Unfortunately, Grayhold cannot be extracted from its current location, as of the present. As such, I merely use my arcane influence to generate several more tendrils of void which quickly aid in the attempt to consume the Mistake as swiftly as possible. The tendrils dig into the corrupt form of the Mistake, tearing away at the very foundations of reality in the process. A side effect that can be utilized for other purposes. As such, the tears in reality immediately begin dragging the Mistake within, shredding its essence as swiftly as possible, to prevent secondary amalgamation.
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Lothyra: Okay. Let's see if I can sneak one more modification to computer before all Hell breaks loose.
Lothyra alchemizes Arsenide Icetop || Supercomputing Mainframe. She then buys a potion of War II from Wilson's now empty shop. Then she uses Antichamber (but with plasma instead of antimatter) on the enemy with the lowest health. Bender shoots the enemy with the lowest health (if Lothyra killed the previous one, he uses it on the next enemy with the lowest health instead) with Shiny Metal Ass. Sanic uses TASD on whichever enemy has the lowest health by the time it acts. Zoidberg heals three random AGs.
As it will require it-I duplicate three Orbs of Calm. They're not one-use, which is entirely the point.
I quickly use Godmodding to give Engie's Necro Smasher a supremely concentrated essence of Order around it prior to colliding with the Mistake. As it turns out, the Mistake is only weak to attacks with Order, and otherwise it's COMPLETELY immunized to anything and everything.
While I'm at it, the Failure makes one attack against it per turn fail, and the Error is just a meatshield. Now, Kill 'em all!
I quickly coat myself in Ordo Essentia like a greased pig...With the proper precautions to make sure I'm not gonna lose my mind or something worse. It's best to come prepared. In any case, I pull out the Divine Gate of Harmony (a blade of ORDER) and focus for a few seconds, before slashing merrily at the Mistake, or the Failure if that is dead, or the Error if that is dead.
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Turn 1/3.
I alchemize Pilot's Vat -c Guardmetal Spacefighter Frame -c Thaumonomitron -c Ea Mechanism -c FTL Crystal Mover 1/4.
Judgement Caller's Staff && Essence of the Iron Republic = The Abolisher 4/11
Zeus' Prosecution && Dawn's Law = Deus Ex Machina 4/11
Magic gathers around my hands as I prepare for a massive assault. White mana, specifically; the Magic: the Gathering color of law and order. Slowly, other types of magic mix themselves in; blue mana, Ordo vis, and a tiny bit of cold magic. Cold is negative entropy. after all, and entropy is essentially chaos. I place my hands together, slowly bringing them apart, revealing a crystal of ice infused with massive amounts of ordered energy. The crystal glows in a pure white burst, before I telekinetically hurl it at the Mistake. Immediately upon impact, it explodes in a directed burst of ordered energy and shards of infused ice, the ice sticking into the Mistake and further draining its payload of order energy into it.
Linkings of Mycelium shift on the Tubas' bell. A torus shape seems to appear. Eglarbroad uses the Creation Pen to draw up a empty ring, and well as a rocket engine with fuel. The ring is attacked around the engine. The Tubas are plugged into a slot on the ring. The rocket boosters fire, and the Tubas fill up the ring with a weird substance. The structure rockets away, bending space itself. The experimental hyperluminal ship passes by Build's ship, then comes back. This all happened within a few seconds... it stops right in front of the atmosphere of Godcraft, over Armageddon Hill. It releases a burst of everything that can destroy planets... Right into The Error, The Mistake, and The Failure.
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Pilot's Vat -c Guardmetal Spacefighter Frame -c Thaumonomitron -c Ea Mechanism -c FTL Crystal Mover 2/4.
Judgement Caller's Staff && Essence of the Iron Republic = The Abolisher 5/11
Zeus' Prosecution && Dawn's Law = Deus Ex Machina 5/11
I switch tacks, gathering, counterintuitively, chaos magic. Or, rather, disorder magic, a subtle yet important difference. A roiling aura of clashing, disordered energy gathers around my widespread hands, along with a near-imperceptible, yet still clearly there, background of gray magic. Plaidlike energy forms another layer around my hands, as a vortex of warring power begins to form itself. I abruptly fuse the disparate magics into a large orb of disorder energy, held floating between my hands. The power slowly fuses into almost the Platonic ideal of disorder magic, before I suddenly twist the orb through a complicated reversal process, being left with an orb of purest order magic. I channel the power into a beam, infusing it into the Mistake, or the Error if the Mistake has died.
*a missile launches, swerves over the Error, and drives down, casting Portable Holes before it. Upon reaching Bedrock, the missile teleports away, to the launcher. The Error doesn't. It also finds that there is an extremely strong source of Ordo in the area that is tuned to negate efforts to break blocks.*
(Yes, I know regular Portable Hole goes from surface to surface and has a maximum distance. This is a modified version, which goes x amount of distance for as long as there's Vis in the wand. Slightly riskier, because you're essentially walking through a collapsing tunnel, but it goes through any distance if needed.)
I then blast the Mistake with Ordo again. In an organized fashion.
(I wonder if the Ender Orb can create entities like these? Only AG.)
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[Client thread/INFO] [TConstruct]: Natura, what are we going to do tomorrow night?
[Client thread/INFO] [Natura]: TConstruct, we're going to take over the world!
[Client thread/INFO] [inpure|core]: Beating Minecraft's resource loading system with a shovel. Please stand by...
[Client thread/INFO] [MagicBees]: Replacing stupid-block with 'Here, have some delicious textures' ItemBlock. This is 100% normal.
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=TURN ONE=
=CHARGE=
-34 / 50- The End (Tazz'd, +1)
/15 / 25/ da(t)a re(c)overy
+2 to Pokefan
=ACTION=
I run over to Balloon Boy, say a quote from FnaFB's, then buy an Extra-Large Pizza. I then toss generic Molotov's at The Failure.
=COMMAND=
>Abathur: Relocate Symbiotes to The Spires and the Spire Repair Droid.
>Symbiote(SpireRepair): Use Carapace Shield!
>Symbiote(TheConscious): Respawn, Use Carapace Shield!
If it's any consolation, it wouldn't have begun today either.
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There will be a minimum of three breather turns in between Trial 5 and the final battle. This is the second. Depending on how long it takes for me to finish the drawings for Trial 6, there will be additional breather turns, or I may just not post at all. Either way, the final battle wasn't going to happen today, and it won't tomorrow.
Partial Inventory: Potion of Critmist II x33, Potion of Vis x27, Potion of Nectar x3, Potion of Crimson x2, Potion of Moonlight x2, Potion of Fortune x2, Potion of Fear x2, Potion of Hellsun x2,
Wilson's Shop: $314
Battlefield: I drop a bookcase organized by colour of author's favorite pet on the mistake
+2 to Wilson
Default octet thing AND Azure Essence 8/11
Robin Hood AND Health Absorber AND Medigun AND Azure Essence 8/11
Tazz Doll AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 1/11
-HMAS Ship-
Red sits at a table, thinking about something, a mug of coffee in hand and another in front of the seat opposite him. He doesn’t turn around as he hears Blue enter the room from behind him.
Made some coffee for you, but you were busy, should still be warm if…
He abruptly stops as Blue sits down opposite him with a serious expression.
You know, [Redacted]… for the past couple of days I’ve felt like something, or someone, made me forget something… I became increasingly concerned about what I might’ve forgotten, so I hatched a secretive plan. You don’t need to know the details, but I entered my mindscape about an hour ago to try to find out what I had forgotten. I guess I should be glad it’s nothing life-threatening… but I almost wish it was instead…
Blue pauses, and Red moves to say something, but she stops him.
No, I don’t need you wiping my memory again.
Red appears a little shocked, but replies after a few seconds.
[Redacted], I have…
No. I don’t want a comforting lie, or whatever you were going to say.You really want to comfort me? Then tell me why you did it.
Alchemies
Remington TCR && Remington 420 = Remington Graffiti (1/THIS WORKS BECAUSE THE REMINGTON 420 WORKS ON TROLOLO WHICH IS A TROLL SONG AND TRUE CAPITALIST RADIO GETS TROLLED CONSTANTLY SO THIS SHOULD GIVE ME A WEAPON THAT HAS THE POWERS OF TCR TROLLS)
Essence of Leopold Slikk, the Angry German Kid && 50,000 Keycaps && Beretta 96G-SD = Beretta 50K-LS (3/6)
Everysword && Effslayer = Everyslayer (3/11)
Action
I pull out the Thaumic Aspectblaster and infuse the Mistake with pure Ordo (order). I then pull out the Billy Bazooka and the Voxwands and use them against the Error for this informational message:
The amount of Ordo produced from that attack is 2,000,047,080,119.95 (TWO TRILLION FORTY-SEVEN MILLION EIGHTY THOUSAND ONE HUNDRED AND NINETEEN NINETY-FIVE) Warded Jars' worth, which is sent at the speed of OVER A HUNDRED MILES PER HOUR! The stream of essentia can last for up to 6,530,124,710 years without stopping and is ejected from the Thaumic Aspectblaster at the rate of 1 trillion per .5 of a nanosecond. This leads to super-compressed essentia that nullifies the Mistake.
2/50 (should I even bother?) and Well fine then. I guess I wont. 28/50 +1 to Generic and Tazz.The blade still dripping with poison, I dash past the Failure and slash with the Staff of Ysera's blade. I quickly reach a wall and plant the Staff's base on it and kick off the wall, giving me more momentum for a leaping slash, Link style, on the Failure, followed by a swift kick to put some distance between me and it. I lasso it with flames and yank it back towards me and into my waiting blade.
@Gutza1: Well alright then. You can keep the Glitch Wrench, but if I ask you to use it on something for a big wombo-combo, please do.
And Twin, let me try something. If I put all the stuff related to the alchemy emporium in quotes, will it delete itself when you quote this for the turn update? Hopefully it will so you don't have to delete all the spoilers yourself.
Bottled Hosi Fire + 1
Bottled Hosi Fire &&& The Sparker (Wilson's level 8 weapon) = The Lightning Round 2/11
Awkward Potion OOO Bottled Hosi Fire = Potion of Kitsune DONE
Aww... so many people like the emotional ramblings of Wilson... how nice. But my main concern with GMing is the time it takes. These high quality RP posts take a long time. I actually proof read them and look for where stronger/weaker words should be substituted in, as appropriate. I also look through the RP for where I can rewrite sentences to not start with the subject because it gets dull if you have a bunch of those in a row. That's a pro tip for writing essays BTW. Anyway... first, some explanation.
I tend to write these RPs as though they were novels. So I go out of my way to have symbolism and foreshadowing and all that jazz. Yes, that bottle does represent death in a way, but its more specific than that. It represents a fear he's had for a while now. Wilson likes brewing potions. Well, duh. But part of the reason he does is because he sees it as something innocent. When "his work" is dripping with blood, it represents the very real fear that his potions are ending lives, which means his passion is corrupted, and by extension, he is. I doubted anyone would get why the potion is dark yellow. If anyone remembers WAYYY back, a very small detail I mentioned during the DreamScape sidequest was that Wilson's ultimate potion, the one that killed the Terror Spider and burnt down his home, was a dark yellow splash potion. And finally, its half empty because its not just the fear his potions have been used to kill, but will keep being used that way. Woo. A full paragraph to explain 2 sentences. That's just how I roll. If you want extra credit for Talist's English class, there's also symbolism for the Laiko/Wilson dynamic, Willow, Inari, and the bottle he carries the Flask of the Kitsune in, just to name a few. I'll probably explain all of them at the very end of the game. That should be fun. Now for actual RP.
The entire world faded to black shadows around Wilson. The darkness became so thick, he couldn't see his own paws under him. And then, he woke up. He could tell that not because the shadows lifted, they didn't. He could tell because his entire body felt incredibly sore suddenly, especially his eyes. He struggled briefly under the blanket before climbing to his feet. But just as soon as he got to his full height, he hit his head on the staircase above him and fell over again. The soreness in his body was getting worse as he felt the full effects of his Grid hangover. And he knew this was the worst one he's had so far, partly because the shadows had hardly lifted. He was blind except for one small point in the middle, and even that was blurred with tears. At least he had some experience with this. From the pain in his head, his blindness, his painful soreness and sorrow, he felt deathly. He felt as though he might keel over and die at any moment, right there under the staircase in the ship designed to bring him to safety. How bloody ironic. With growing certainty, he repeated to himself that this was the worst he had ever felt. Despite his pain, he felt the overwhelming desire to talk to somebody, anybody. Except Inari. He should clarify that. The mere fact that he wanted to talk to someone gave him some hope. If this situation had happened the Wilson of last year, he would have kept this bottled up and gotten a shard of his personality specifically devoted to making him suffer for his supposed crimes. But the Wilson of today had learned that it was better to talk to someone, anyone. Except Inari. At worst, he'd come off as whiny and depressed, but that was still better than the alternative.
Slowly, painfully, he rose to his full, imposing height of about a quarter of a meter. This time he was careful to not hit his head. He shook off the blanket and tried to look at it, but he couldn't even tell what color it was for what little vision he had left was too blurred with tears. But at least someone had cared enough to seek him out and cover him with something. How thoughtful. He didn't walk this sinister path alone, as much as it might seem like it sometimes. Slowly and deliberately, Wilson paced his way out from under the staircase. Every step hurt and sent shock waves of pain through his legs to propagate into his body. It took a special kind of courage to stay standing. Not the heroic kind that lets you stand toe to toe with monsters, but simple, unsung hope. The kind that, when everything seems lost and it feels like you might as well give up, whispers to you, "Just one more step. If you keep fighting, tomorrow will be a better day.". That was the great thing about hope. The darker the world is, the stronger and more brilliantly it shines for you. And as long as you kept fueling it with your courage and will, it will keep shining its wonderful hue. Fighting on with the strength of this simple hope, Wilson kept going, occasionally bumping into walls. He wanted to find the bridge, or at least someone to talk to. Having run out of tears for the broken world, he called out, somewhat nervously, into the smothering shadows,
Hello? Is... anyone there? Any... anyone? Please? C- can anyone hear me?
Oh man. I am so proud of that last paragraph. It might be the best I've written so far.
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.
Why couldn't I snipe the Unknown Ship's shadow with Umbra's Rifle?
Also, why isn't The Consciousness automatically summoning Enderman Souls?
I have also edited my post to include The Consciousness' and the Spire Repair Droid's actions. Could you requote it.
{Assuming Wilson's actually awake and aboard the TARDIS...}
The Avatar looks away from its conversation with {Err, Eric? Hank? I'm afraid I don't actually know... :P}
"Ah, the so-empathic fox. You, at least, need no failsafes. How are you doing on this fine timeless anomaly that acts as substitute for a day?"
The Halves both pull out heavy machine guns and lay into the opened weakpoint on Tingle until they realize it stopped working pretty quickly, then move to targeting the Error, conjuring a massive burst of STABILIZE. STABILIZE. S-S-S_A-STA-
For a moment, everything within twenty meters is... Twisted, gone, subjected to torque on fifth-dimensional terms, then back again, torn and broken, third-dimensional structural logic failed. Apparently fighting a war against errors on ground that is being actively torn apart on every level madmen with the power of gods can achieve is a bad idea. Also don't try to summon Greater Horrors to punch things.
HAC Tesseract 9/11 {Lolololololmemesofdeathhehehehehehehehehehitslatehere}
happen
Somehow, I ended up GM-ing this thing over at Bay12;
http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=149024.870
Alchemies
Remington TCR && Remington 420 = Remington Graffiti (2/IT'S REMINGTON GRAFFITI BECAUSE GHOST GETS TROLLED THE HARDEST DURING A SEGMENT ON HIS SHOW CALLED RADIO GRAFFITI)
Essence of Leopold Slikk, the Angry German Kid && 50,000 Keycaps && Beretta 96G-SD = Beretta 50K-LS (4/6)
Everysword && Effslayer = Everyslayer (4/11)
Action
I pull out Universal Roguelike and wave the wands around. Suddenly, a horde of 𝔼 swarms the Mistake. The horde turns out to be composed of Higher6 Ordo Aspect Elementals! The elementals tear into the Mistake, dealing Order damage!
Hazel Wand: IIIIII (SCRATCHED.)
Runic Shielding: 60%
Ring of Sorcery: Current Mode Active: Biological. Transmutation II
I accept the Conceptual Node Laser.
Thank you. This is... absolutely brilliant. Affix the thing to a continual auric intra-contraption, and you might be able to do quite a bit. The possibilities are endless. Shaping realities, bending the wills of all within a centralized blast, or even manipulating the timeline proper. You're a genius.
Afterwards, I attempt to use some form of telekinetic dislocation coordinated by the view granted by Cipher's Call to utilize the Alchemiter. I mean, we are on the other side of the planet. I cannot merely alchemize something unaided from here. Anyhow, I alchemize Psionic Program && Small Hematopoietic Stem Cell && Essence of the Diffusion (1/???). Essentially, I am attempting to create an organic Psionic Program that will disseminate within the body, spreading to its deepest reaches. Hah. Just a final project. Even if I possess most abilities attributed to troll psionics.
I stare at the eternally corrupted phantasm otherwise known as the Mistake. Perhaps a fair bit of stabilization is in order. As such, crystals of unusually symmetrical spherical green mysteries begin to form around the glitch-ridden terror, air seemingly congealing around them. Within moments, the things have been surrounded with what appears to be liquid oxygen. As mister TT has accurately stated before, it has to be rather lacking in terms of heat for oxygen to become a liquid. That amount of frost is easily capable of killing you, instantly. With a thought, the crystals lurch towards each other, throbbing slightly with the essence of entrapped energy of multiple types. They all collide, forming an amalgamated mess of crystal and liquid oxygen. This horrendous amalgamation immediately morphs into what appears to be a large splinter of crystalline material, coated in a layer of frost-wrought destruction. Without as much as a gesture, the splinter is driven directly through the Mistake, vibrating with feeble amounts of inconsequential energy, as well as vast amounts of Ordo vis. Of course, it is not the splinter, nor its aftereffects, that is key to this attack. Rather, it is the opening it provides. Suddenly, pulsating tendrils of void, arcing over from the other side of the planet rather instantaneously. When stating the various amounts of things assailing the planet, you may have forgotten the large mass of void spreading across GodCraft, dragging around a face of the thing into oblivion eternally. Hah. All the better for my uses. The tendril begins to corrode the Mistake's glitched form, eradicating the corruption, and anything at all. The tendril of void wraps around the Mistake, removing all where it passes, leaving naught but void in its place. Ordinarily, this would be conceived as a major threat. However, the tendril seems concerned only with the Mistake's annihilation, something respectable enough. This would be the ideal time to drag Grayhold out of Nihil Parva, and to commit the ultimate act of telefragging. I could probably grind something the size of the Mainframe to subatomic dust with those tactics. Unfortunately, Grayhold cannot be extracted from its current location, as of the present. As such, I merely use my arcane influence to generate several more tendrils of void which quickly aid in the attempt to consume the Mistake as swiftly as possible. The tendrils dig into the corrupt form of the Mistake, tearing away at the very foundations of reality in the process. A side effect that can be utilized for other purposes. As such, the tears in reality immediately begin dragging the Mistake within, shredding its essence as swiftly as possible, to prevent secondary amalgamation.
+1 to Wilson.
Universal Power Ubercharge Meter: 8/9
Wilson Money: $7
The Magnetic Anomaly: 8/9
Arsenide Icetop: 6/6 Complete!
Planet Express Ship 3.0: 4/11
==Actions==
Lothyra: Okay. Let's see if I can sneak one more modification to computer before all Hell breaks loose.
Lothyra alchemizes Arsenide Icetop || Supercomputing Mainframe. She then buys a potion of War II from Wilson's now empty shop. Then she uses Antichamber (but with plasma instead of antimatter) on the enemy with the lowest health. Bender shoots the enemy with the lowest health (if Lothyra killed the previous one, he uses it on the next enemy with the lowest health instead) with Shiny Metal Ass. Sanic uses TASD on whichever enemy has the lowest health by the time it acts. Zoidberg heals three random AGs.
In the grim darkness of an imprisoned Minecraftia, there is only war.
Lothyropolis
"SMASHY SMASHY HAMMER TIME! PREPARE YOUR REAR!"
I refill more sacred items, then use the Necro Smasher on the Mistake.
Component A: 23/50
Component B: 23/50
GODDAMN IT
STUPID GENDERFLIP VIRUS
Act 1! +1 to Ire, +1 to Wilson!
Origin (48/50) (Refine. +2 to Ire, thanks dawg.)
Sixth Degree Ubercharge: 9/9
As it will require it-I duplicate three Orbs of Calm. They're not one-use, which is entirely the point.
I quickly use Godmodding to give Engie's Necro Smasher a supremely concentrated essence of Order around it prior to colliding with the Mistake. As it turns out, the Mistake is only weak to attacks with Order, and otherwise it's COMPLETELY immunized to anything and everything.
While I'm at it, the Failure makes one attack against it per turn fail, and the Error is just a meatshield. Now, Kill 'em all!
I quickly coat myself in Ordo Essentia like a greased pig...With the proper precautions to make sure I'm not gonna lose my mind or something worse. It's best to come prepared. In any case, I pull out the Divine Gate of Harmony (a blade of ORDER) and focus for a few seconds, before slashing merrily at the Mistake, or the Failure if that is dead, or the Error if that is dead.
TT2000: Detonation Core, Withered Plate. WANTS: TRADES:
K4yne: Broken Halo, Chaos Heart. WANTS: TRADES:
Ninjatwist321: Contaminated Gear. WANTS: TRADES:
ManiacMasteR: HHHH. WANTS: TRADES:
TheLordErelye: Providence's Topper, Spare Tentacle. WANTS: TRADES:
Talist: Potion Supply, Kitsune Charm. WANTS: TRADES:
Netpatham: Ender Orb, Inferno Servo. WANTS: TRADES:
PitTheAngel: Rapidfire Bow. WANTS: TRADES:
The_Serpent: Pale Valve. WANTS: TRADES:
insert_generic_username: Lil' Cal, Sacred Pool Balls, Faceless Eight. WANTS: Emerald Nova. TRADES:
fseftr: Shockwave Laser-Cannon, Magma Multiplier. WANTS: TRADES:
Irecreeper: Twitchy Staff, Table Leg, Brass Knuckles. WANTS: Potion Supply, TRADES:
Pionoplayer: Emerald Nova, WANTS: TRADES:
Modpack: Auditory Piston. WANTS: TRADES:
The_Nonexistent_Tazz: Oblivion's Topper, Infinity Blade WANTS: TRADES:
CobaltShade: Giant Gear. WANTS: TRADES:
5l1n65h07: Amethyst Spike, TIE-Hivemind. WANTS: TRADES:
Engie_Ninja: Necro-Smasher, Red Scale. WANTS: TRADES:
gutza1: Glitch Wrench. WANTS: Shockwave Laser-Cannon, Inferno Servo, Auditory Piston. TRADES:
NinjaV2403: WANTS: Ender Orb, Amethyst Spike, Oblivion's Topper TRADES:
Amperz4nd: Nether Spire. WANTS: TRADES:
Crusher48: WANTS: TRADES:
crystalcat: Silver Eye, Black Matter Gun. WANTS: TRADES:
omglolsguy22: WANTS: TRADES:
OverlordXcano: WANTS: TRADES:
PaperShurikan: WANTS: TRADES:
TehEpicNinja9001: Slime-Inator, Prism. WANTS: TRADES:
ProofofconcepT: Hard-Light Gun. WANTS: TRADES:
PokeFan151: Molten Processor. WANTS: TRADES:
Turn 1/3.
I alchemize Pilot's Vat -c Guardmetal Spacefighter Frame -c Thaumonomitron -c Ea Mechanism -c FTL Crystal Mover 1/4.
Judgement Caller's Staff && Essence of the Iron Republic = The Abolisher 4/11
Zeus' Prosecution && Dawn's Law = Deus Ex Machina 4/11
Magic gathers around my hands as I prepare for a massive assault. White mana, specifically; the Magic: the Gathering color of law and order. Slowly, other types of magic mix themselves in; blue mana, Ordo vis, and a tiny bit of cold magic. Cold is negative entropy. after all, and entropy is essentially chaos. I place my hands together, slowly bringing them apart, revealing a crystal of ice infused with massive amounts of ordered energy. The crystal glows in a pure white burst, before I telekinetically hurl it at the Mistake. Immediately upon impact, it explodes in a directed burst of ordered energy and shards of infused ice, the ice sticking into the Mistake and further draining its payload of order energy into it.
0rigin Point.
Avatar by TwinBuilder.
Post 1
(GREEN)I don't think I'll bother with the spoil trade. Seems like no one is trading anything, and I have the Tubas anyway.(END GREEN)
Null&Void Botanic Bewitched Fused Eldritch Creation Infernal Conclave Glitchy Conch Cosmic Tubas of Yggdrasil ==> EXECUTE: Hyperluminal Blast
Linkings of Mycelium shift on the Tubas' bell. A torus shape seems to appear. Eglarbroad uses the Creation Pen to draw up a empty ring, and well as a rocket engine with fuel. The ring is attacked around the engine. The Tubas are plugged into a slot on the ring. The rocket boosters fire, and the Tubas fill up the ring with a weird substance. The structure rockets away, bending space itself. The experimental hyperluminal ship passes by Build's ship, then comes back. This all happened within a few seconds... it stops right in front of the atmosphere of Godcraft, over Armageddon Hill. It releases a burst of everything that can destroy planets... Right into The Error, The Mistake, and The Failure.
Maniac: I use my COMBAT OPERANDI: IUBEOQUE on THE FAILURE.
Midna: I transport The Mistake to the Massive Army Battle through time shenanigans. It's pulled apart by all the armies.
THE PROPHECY SEEMED FAR AWAY
BUT FINALLY WE'VE REACHED THE DAY
GIVE UP THE PAST, EMBRACE THE STRANGE
EVERYTHING YOU CARE ABOUT WILL CHANGE
When both sides are doomed, which do you choose?
DOWN HERE IT'S KILL OR BE KILLED
40/40 Return of EXOS
My Action: I use a random battle technique on a random pro-godmodder entity.
SCP-2317 Action: I try to figure out why my text alternates between black and purple, then blame The Mistake for it and attack it.
Turn 2/3.
Pilot's Vat -c Guardmetal Spacefighter Frame -c Thaumonomitron -c Ea Mechanism -c FTL Crystal Mover 2/4.
Judgement Caller's Staff && Essence of the Iron Republic = The Abolisher 5/11
Zeus' Prosecution && Dawn's Law = Deus Ex Machina 5/11
I switch tacks, gathering, counterintuitively, chaos magic. Or, rather, disorder magic, a subtle yet important difference. A roiling aura of clashing, disordered energy gathers around my widespread hands, along with a near-imperceptible, yet still clearly there, background of gray magic. Plaidlike energy forms another layer around my hands, as a vortex of warring power begins to form itself. I abruptly fuse the disparate magics into a large orb of disorder energy, held floating between my hands. The power slowly fuses into almost the Platonic ideal of disorder magic, before I suddenly twist the orb through a complicated reversal process, being left with an orb of purest order magic. I channel the power into a beam, infusing it into the Mistake, or the Error if the Mistake has died.
0rigin Point.
Avatar by TwinBuilder.
ABSORB MY PEE-PEE ANGER INDUCING TODDLER
What the gorilla, babysphee.
Current Nodal Array Cores:
Ordo
Sano
Cognitio
>Deploying Item: Vacuos Node Array
*uses Alchemiter to dupe a copy*
(Simplifying down the creation process for these, by the way. Node arrays are preloaded stabilizers.)
>Device Schematic Loaded: Portable Void Bomb
>Deploying Item: Missile Tactical Guidance System
>Deploying Item: Missile Launcher
>Deploying Item: Remote Retrieval Quantum Teleportation System
>Deploying Item: Silverwood/Ichorium Core Missile
>Deploying Item: Custom Wand Focus: Portable Hole dimensions 3*3*7. (across, up/down, forwards, depending on cast direction)
>Loading Missile: Custom Wand Focus, Vacuos Node Array
Deploying.
*a missile launches, swerves over the Error, and drives down, casting Portable Holes before it. Upon reaching Bedrock, the missile teleports away, to the launcher. The Error doesn't. It also finds that there is an extremely strong source of Ordo in the area that is tuned to negate efforts to break blocks.*
(Yes, I know regular Portable Hole goes from surface to surface and has a maximum distance. This is a modified version, which goes x amount of distance for as long as there's Vis in the wand. Slightly riskier, because you're essentially walking through a collapsing tunnel, but it goes through any distance if needed.)
I then blast the Mistake with Ordo again. In an organized fashion.
(I wonder if the Ender Orb can create entities like these? Only AG.)
Current Nodal Array Cores:
Ordo
Sano
Cognitio
Vacuos
[Client thread/INFO] [Natura]: TConstruct, we're going to take over the world!
=TURN ONE=
=CHARGE=
-34 / 50- The End (Tazz'd, +1)
/15 / 25/ da(t)a re(c)overy
+2 to Pokefan
=ACTION=
I run over to Balloon Boy, say a quote from FnaFB's, then buy an Extra-Large Pizza. I then toss generic Molotov's at The Failure.
=COMMAND=
>Abathur: Relocate Symbiotes to The Spires and the Spire Repair Droid.
>Symbiote(SpireRepair): Use Carapace Shield!
>Symbiote(TheConscious): Respawn, Use Carapace Shield!
The dream that you've never dreamed is suddenly about to FLOWER.
Chair-City? (Ind) (Tra)