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(GREEN)Generic, do you mean literally smack, or attack you? I'll do both. The first iteration of Tuba will come next post.(END GREEN)

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Oh yeah, Nimble. Mind smacking me with your Tubas a bit? Both sets, kind of want to test things out./null

Null&Void Botanic Bewitched Fused Eldritch Creation Infernal Conclave Glitchy Conch Cosmic Tubas of Yggdrasil ==> Execute: Tuba Overload
The Tubas' mycelium bend and twist, to form 5 tubas. Out of each mycelium tuba, tubas pour out. A Tuba Tsunami washes over insert_generic_username, each with a copy of his permission taped onto it. Some tubas land on generic's head, creating a tuba hat-stack thing. Out of each tuba comes a beam of Tuba missiles. Generic is launched into the air, as I hit him with the Tubas, causing generic to be launched into Tingle.
Cup of Tea && Improbability Dice = Improbabearl Grey (Level 6: 4/7)
Raspberry Pi || Attachment Port = Rapsberry Port (Level 4: 4/5)
Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy || Flimsy Stick = ? (Level ?: 4/?)

It seems we're all doing fine. I don't feel the need to do anything RIGHT THIS MOMENT.

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: $324

Battlefield: I look up how Binary's MC player capturing is progressing on the wiki cueball

+2 to Wilson

Tazz Doll AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 6/11

Leftovers AND Focus Sash AND Charm 2/?

Life Orb AND Charm 2/?

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Hank shrugs

We've got just about every refugee off of Godcraft in here, plus a surprising number of the mobs.

If we don't have any of either, I would be extremely surprised.

But I don't think Wilson needs that.

Maybe later, but right now he needs to try and heal on his own.

Because otherwise he's going to go through this all over again as soon as the fighting flares up again.

Eric looks at Wilson:

How many people are aboard?

Sanford?

Heck* if I know. We didn't have time to count heads.

There's a census of sorts going on below, but that's probably going to miss the actual amount.

Who's in charge of it?

Vetinari.

Deimos, have you read any Discworld?

No?

That man is going to be able to give us the numbers.

If he doesn't, its because we need the wrong ones.

The knock on the door.

If the door weren't open, maybe we'd say n- actually,

We should start asking this.

Mind telling us who you are first?

((Just so you know net, Wilson's got all his physical wounds healed or healing. He'll be fine, and setting up an apparatus next to him might freak people out))

A relish nuke falls from orbit and smashes into Failure, or one of the other PGs if that doesn't work.

>My goodness, you have Vetinari? Why don't we know what the Godmodder is planning yet?

>((*looks at Twin* Seriously, the man is practically a Godmodder himself due to sheer mental acuity. Except he's actually better than a Godmodder. Because he always, always, always, wins. Vidi, Vici, Vetinari.))

>Also, I'm Argus, an AI from an alternate-timeline DTG. Well, mostly. More of, if it makes sense, a clone that exists here but has a memory dump from the original.

*to Wilson*

>You appear to have strained more than your body out there...

*a soothing whirr and a mild glow emanates from a complex thaumic contraption already alluded to, healing not only body but mind. It is clearly labeled.*

*to Eric et al*

>I felt a need for politesse, thus the knock.

>Anywho, Netpatham wanted me to come on this trip.

>Is Vetinari around at the moment, and did he bring Leonard of Quirm with him?

>For that matter, how many of the Discworld are here? Is it the entirety? ...Although, I really hope you left Rincewind, he really doesn't need to be doing this. Except if he needs to fight off horrorterrors with a half-brick in a sock again. (And don't do them injustice. I will track you down and/or heckle you mercilessly.)

==Battlefield==

I point out that Argus currently resides in several units, none of which can trip. All attacks from last turn go through, if they would have damaged Tingle. Specifically, the Portable Hole missile.

Another missile is loaded with Wand Focus: Primal (fully upgraded with the homing feature) and launches a torrent of Primal Whatever at Tingle. All resulting nodes are inspected and stored.

Hazel Wand: IIIIII (SCRATCHED.)

Runic Shielding: 80%
Ring of Sorcery: Current Mode Active: Biological. Transmutation II

Psionic Program && Small Hematopoietic Stem Cell && Essence of the Diffusion = Psionic Diffuser (5/6)

I activate Cipher's Call, staring at Tingle rather coldly, not appearing to blink once. The odd, uncontrollable sensation of being watched in a manner far greater than mere physical sight assails the being, forcing it under what seems to be the weight of everything and nothing simultaneously. Within moments, Tingle crumples to the floor, unable to move. The second Tingle blinks, I vanish, appearing before him seconds before I did so. Hah. Peering through Cipher's Call, still burned into the palm of my left hand, I seem to attain some sort of twisted thought. I point my outstretched palm in Tingle's direction, the scorch marks revealing what seems to be an infinite eternity of stars and abysses. Infinity and endless nothing. The twisted screams of children lost in eternal void, torn to shreds by those they once considered friends. The severed heads of every being Tingle has ever met, save mine, upon a fireplace filled with nightmares. Visions proceed to pervade Tingle's mind. Universal cataclysms and similar destruction. Shockwaves of pure energy destroying everything he has ever known. The inevitable eventuality of this universe is annihilation, of course. There is nothing anybody could do to stop it from occurring. With a flick of my fingers, a silent plume of indigo flame erupts from Tingle's every orifice, specifically those closest to its brain. I proceed to stand completely still, watching. In these several still moments, Tingle's mind dips from the realms of logic into the furtive and twisted nightmare realities of the irreparably insane, acting as close to a literal madman, lacking in free will, and commanded by the eventualities shown by the essence of insanity. There is to be no escape. Cipher's Call seems to... blink, and demoniac laughter befitting of even 25-18-15-15 24-18-11-19-22-9. Hah. Grando autem triangulum. Anyhow, I raise my foot, moving it directly above the immobile head of Tingle. In several moments, a boot comes downwards, crushing Tingle's skull repeatedly, with no remorse in any way whatsoever. It continues to come down upon the skull until it shatters, puncturing the brain, or until the being ceases breathing for extended periods of time. It would not do to get overly psychopathic. Hah. I move away from Tingle, bits of blood and brain trailing off of my feet occasionally. Well, you know what HE says about me. DEAGOJVVALLQHKLLLMZRVXDLVLLWLITW. OI'ZKVXLCLWPRTEUCWPHGLWHRKJYMLRKWDMALTEUCMEJIZLLOLIWWALLQPRKWPRWVVTLVWPHGLWKSU'XSSVOUSD-LL'WBRAMLHFSBVSEJIZ.
As for those who've already dealt with this simplistic encryption, do look down. I'm watching you.

Turn 3/3.

Judgement Caller's Staff && Essence of the Iron Republic = The Abolisher 9/11
Zeus' Prosecution && Dawn's Law = Deus Ex Machina 9/11
I duplicate an Ultracircle.

Deciding to just go with an alchemical assault, I blast Tingle with a focused beam of magic from an Ea Mechanism.

Hazel Wand: IIIIII (SCRATCHED.)

Runic Shielding: 80%
Ring of Sorcery: Current Mode Active: Biological. Transmutation II

Psionic Program && Small Hematopoietic Stem Cell && Essence of the Diffusion = Psionic Diffuser (6/6!)

I examine the Psionic Diffuser. Now, for the actual project. As such, I alchemize Psionic Diffuser && Burgundy Blood (1/???), Psionic Diffuser && Bronze Blood (1/???), and Psionic Diffuser && Ochre Blood (1/???). Before you ask, yes, I collected this troll blood myself, and from the direct, purest sources. Hah. You would be surprised by how much blood is within a troll's body.

I begin to flash-step rapidly around Tingle, muttering under my breath indecipherable as I do so. Suddenly, I appear behind Tingle. A blade bursts from Tingle's front, blood coating the area. I draw the thing out, and flash-step away. Now, for the actual effects. The blade was, of course, soaked in a spurious concoction of deadly poisons. It was not exactly purported to be as deadly as it will end up being. The blade's primary poison was evidently an extract of the Awakened. This is obvious. The fact that all of Tingle's blood is clotting en masse tends to prove such a thing. Hah. Next, the venom from the as-of-yet undisturbe// eft7l%0B0—Perhaps I'll refrain from stating the being's name in future conversations. I would rather not have to deal with narrative obfuscation. The venom that entered Tingle's bloodstream was less than half a milligram, and is enough to kill over seventeen thousand people with the most powerful immune systems natural selection can grant. If the clotting of blood did not completely stop Tingle's heart, this certainly will. It will be accompanied by nervous spasms, writhing, uncontrollable laughter, extreme damage to neuronic tissue, and general loss of any thought-based function. Necrosis begins to set in within Tingle's joints. With a slight telekinetic urge, entire limbs fall to the ground, useless and broken. Tingle's veins grow more and more visible, darkening as they fill with miasmal vapors and noxious neurotoxins. Strange purple vapors are exhaled the moment Tingle opens its mouth once more. I record the effects all the while, especially those of the redacted liquid. With a thought, I allow Tingle's veins and arteries to clog further than the clotting has permitted. Within moments, they burst, oily black liquid seeping into the ground around the being. Meanwhile, within Tingle's liver, something appears to be occurring. Some sort of fatal toxin has taken complete and utter command of the organ, and is now inhabiting it, for its own purposes. Several pounds of semisolid, squamous, slimy amalgamations of clotted blood seep into the organ, bloating it as if it were a sack, a sack of thin, stretched skin and tissue, perhaps. The skin around the liver, on Tingle's exterior, grows rather worn as it attempts to support the weight of the organ. More and more blood seeps within, and suddenly everything has been soaked red, in a rather sizable radius. Organ-esque forms splatter to the ground, merely blood, in actuality. Poisons seep from Tingle's pores as his mind withers away. I seal the blade I used within a warded case, before hiding it away. Of course, I stab the thing directly through Tingle's neck beforehand, watching as it bursts out of the back of the throat, accompanied by almost solid blood, clotted to the point of not being classified as a vital fluid anymore. Hah. The toxins appear to be growing within Tingle, reproducing, and sustaining themselves off of the being's organs and tissue. The occasional burst of fluid comes forth from a long-unused pore, seeping into the ground. I would advise you ignore these patches of corrupted earth. I would also advise you to never touch them.

"AMERICA HATES YOU"

I continue trying to kill Tingle with something not built particularly well.

Component A: 27/50

Component B: 27/50

Alchemies

Remington TCR && Remington 420 = The Remington Graffiti (6/11)

Everysword && Effslayer = Everyslayer (8/11)

MLG Essence && Shrek'd Prepubescence = ??? (2/11)

Action

I overheal random AG players with Seventh Sin.

null post/ statements are usually in parentheses, B.T.W . Null statement: Can I have a spoil of war ?? are they distributed, or do you earn them. Both? Please tell me. its time for me to do a semi-mega post. ) Alright , lets go. I go into the server (or what is left of it )while in the server/ the godmodders computer code , allowing me to affect it however I please, regardless of being logged in. I then fire a couple shots from the corrupted rainbow sixer at the games code and at tingle through the games code. The Corrupted rainbow sixer not only corrupts the data, but has a fifty % chance to deals major ( as in, one hundred- up) damage or all compatible debuffs/curses / stat debuffs , (ect) to all plugins, data, server, networks,( ect) , while creating a powerful item based on th powerfulness of the Godmodders infinite computer processing that I can use. By corrupted, I mean the data is ruined in every sense of the word, or even thought ! There is no way to un-corrupt the code of Godcraft now, Basically ruining the server, and messing with the Godmodders, as well as all PG players, entities and NPCs , perception on reality

and on their abilities and the power they possess and/ or believe they posses . I then take a eldritch- bottle and capture and use the glitched - essence of the destroyed remains of the server Godcraft to mutilate the remains of the server . using the server to the destroy the server creates a paradox which I use in my paradox - powered generator to buff all AG things. If the Godmodder or anything else attacks it , it causes the generator to get twenty times as powerful and gains power from that thing / attack / entity / boss /(etc..).

Corrupted Hodgepodge : 1/10

6-, Tome Pack: 11/50

Mister Stick Figure: 9/10

Skaia's Bow 50/50 Holding? for a bit.

Insanity Quiver 30/50

Ultimate Skulltop 49/50

Cipher's Call 9/11 using code.

Picture of Skaia && Bow = The Cosmic Progeny (Level 10: 6/11)

I take out my newly-forged copy of the Insanity Twobas (Yeah this is a dumb nickname) and smack Tingle with them. I then run them through SCP-914 on Coarse.

I give Tingle a gift.Inside happens many poison dart frogs that leap onto Tingles skin.

"It's said a dart frog has the power to kill 100 men,"I tell him.

Panzer VIII Maus:3/45

Post 3
(GREEN)-_-... Seriously?
I continue stirring the wispy mixture in the cauldron... I toss in a bottle of Ender Air, a Voidmetal Seed, and a Brew of Flowing Spirit. The cosmic blend shifts, displaying a well of gravity that not even light can escape from.(END GREEN)
Cup of Tea && Improbability Dice = Improbabearl Grey (Level 6: 5/7)
Raspberry Pi || Attachment Port = Rapsberry Port (Level 4: 5/5)
Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy || Flimsy Stick = ? (Level ?: 5/?)

PIT DOES A THING (3/3 Actions Remaining):

Hm: 26/50

I walk over to Balloon Boy and pay for the XL Pizza. We'll need it.

0/0 and 31/50 +1 to Generic and Tazz.

Uh... I kinda... uhh... twiddle my thumbs... I twiddle them so fast and so impressively, it inspires the next AG to do anything to have great valor and heroism.

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 = 476$ _ Wilson's charges B: 71/50 (lvl 1 = 1 ingredient used, lvl 2 = 2 ingredients used or 2 potions combined, and so on)

• Fseftr: 324$ (basically infinite)
• Tazz: 35$
• Generic: 19$
• Gutza1: 0$
• 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 x6 (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 x2 (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, Now all you need is a box!)
• Potion of Kitsune II x2 (6$, lvl 3, Legendary fox)

• Splash Nightshade potion x3 (6$, lvl 3 blindness, wither, etc)
• Splash potion of frostbite x2 (3$, lvl 1, chilly)
• Splash Venom Potion x3 (3$, lvl 1, poison)
• Splash potion of chills x3 (5$, lvl 2, even chillier)
• Splash extended Potion of Flares x3 (6$, lvl 3, burning cuts)
• Potion of Crimson x3 (2$, lvl 1, bleed)
• Potion of Fear x2 (2$, lvl1, fear)
• Splash Potion of Aquaphopia x1 (4$, lvl2, water=pain)
• Splash Corruption Potion x2 (3$, lvl1, glitch)
• Splash potion of Temperature II x2 (7$, lvl 5, fire and ice cuts)
• Extended Splash potion of Charring x2 (7$, lvl 5, unhealing cuts)
• Splash Potion of Oblivion II x2 (7$, lvl 5, Life stealing cuts)

The Silicon SteamPunker &&& Bottled Hosi Fire &&& battery = ??? 3/?

Bottled Hosi Fire &&& The Sparker (Wilson's level 8 weapon) = The Lightning Round 5/11
Potion of Kitsune II +1

Hrm? There are over... a million aboard? But where? Where are they? ... oh fine... I'll put my head down... but what's a console jockey?

Wilson does as he's told and tucks his head under his paw. He's not speaking with as many pauses now. That's probably a good sign. But he still doesn't look happy, or even neutral.

But... there's a name for when there is nothing left worth fighting for. Its called Armageddon. Its now... What's the point of fighting for the Godmodder's pride? I... I just don't get it... but I suppose you're right... there are still people here. Speaking of that, where are we actually going? Is... there anywhere... ... ... anywhere I can go? But... I'm not sure I can call anywhere else home... Everywhere I've called home has... ... every building... all the soft hills... my memories in there... the reassuring feelings... ... are all dead now...

Wilson quickly wipes his eyes with his paw and seems to tense up, hiding his face. When the door opens and Argus comes in, he doesn't hear the door or Argus's movements, which means he's startled when it speaks and flinches somewhat and reveals his face again.

Ah! I... sorry... ... well... I... me fighting wasn't what left me like this... Because I didn't need to... end any dreams out there. That's what I was terrified of when I first started fighting... But seeing... ... everything I've known... ... I... ...

He buries his face back in his paws and stays silent.

I would be really surprised if anyone gave him one of three certain things because I only passingly mentioned he liked them about a year ago.

Trickster Essence && Grimdark Essence && Bootstrap Paradox Anomaly && PS4 && PS2 && Nether Reactor Core || Deck of Cards = ??? (1/??)

Blade of the Cosmic Whole && Illuminati && λΣ Fragment && Ender Orb && Overkill Minirail && Portal Gun && Cheat Engine = ??? (1/??)

Quantum Armor && Deflector Shields && Exanite && Avast! Antivirus && Disguise Kit = ??? (1/??)

No post today, sadly. There may not be one tomorrow, either.

Who is Tingle anyways?

/null

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Who is Tingle anyways?

/null

This guy.

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Who is Tingle anyways?

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Part of the Trifecta of Satan.

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