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((@tazz/erelye: I'm aware that Eric can't fight either of them one-on-one, nor has he. The Void Oracle, on the other hand, has. Because even if they are the concepts of space and time/chaos, they are both conceptual beings of an individual universe, and not the entire multiverse, and outside of the Lovecraft 'verse, can be killed, because if a universe undergoes a reboot, a new version of that conceptual being is generated, which severs the old one from its original power, which can come as quite a shock as you'd imagine, suddenly not being nigh-omnipotent and omnipresent. I'd had a misconception on Yog Sothoth, but I was aware that Nyarlathotep was one of those conceptual entities. Yes, Eric wouldn't stand a chance again them, even in the weakened state that comes with being separated from their source of power, but he's seen it done.

Similarly, rank on the tvtropes pantheon isn't the best rank of power. For example, Emmet is a greater god. Terry Pratchett is an overdeity, and while I don't disagree with this, I highly doubt that he was a high level reality warper while he was alive. Any time someone ascends into the tvtropes pantheon, they become much more powerful as the powers of being a whatever ranked god are added onto their own. That being said, the godmodder took damage from a summoned Rayquaza, effectively not a god at all. The Greater God Rayquaza never fought more than amp's ship and the Grox. On the other hand, Carmen Sandiego, one of the most powerful intermediate deities in the pantheon, got her powers sapped, and then Starscream, a greater god, as well as three other intermediates, all got mind controlled at the same time to be used as a distraction. I'm pretty sure that by this point, the godmodder's capable of taking on those outer gods.

@talist: Thank you! Also, the horrorterrors of Homestuck sort of represent what a fair number of people interpret the elder gods of Lovecraft as being (however incorrect). They're basically giant squid monster things with elder god powers, only toned back a bit.

His point sort of gives words to one of the arguments I was going to give at some point, but couldn't think of anything that wouldn't seem whiny or ill-informed (Although I'm a bit ill-informed on the topics of most of the individual gods, I still know a bit, and I looked up several of them for use for something in the tvtropes session which didn't end up happening) This medium does not have the elder gods at their best. Raw embodiment of chaos? Arceus is the God of the Pokemon 'verse, and a giant bedrock statue of Cthulhu was stronger than him. Heck, it was stronger than what it was a statue of!

@generic: The TARDIS is parked on the ground.

@erelye: Just a note, I'm being in-character right now. If this weren't a straight roleplay moment, I'd open it, and I kinda want to, but Eric's extremely suspicious of anyone willing serving the outer gods. The Horrorterrors he can put up with, since for the most part they aren't evil, just... unreliable. That can't be said of Lovecraft's elder gods.))

Erelye, I don't have the patience for this right now.

I may not have killed them myself, but I've seen it done.

It's a big multiverse, and I know more than enough not to open an eldritch artifact in the middle of a group.

No matter what the claimed intentions of the messenger are.

Or the actual intentions for that matter.

Then Golden Freddy comes in.

Eric just sort of stands there, dumbstruck at how quickly the conversation went from serious and important to unbelievably stupid and silly.

What the redacted is going on here? Carrot, was this man on any of the rosters?

Carrot shakes his head, just as thoroughly confused as Eric.

Okay, okay.

Is there anything you need other than the sign that generic enough was kind enough to replace?

And here we have the problem. The Godmodder is only one here who could ever reasonably fight any sort of Outer God. They are not the materialized conceptual beings of an individual universe. That would make them utterly powerless, and innumerable. You don't see any cabals of individual members of the Six, do you? No, there is only one, and I can assure you that if there were more versions of the Outer Gods, there would be more cabals, so to speak. Do space and time lose all meaning when a universe is being destroyed? No. There is only one version of every Outer God, one who is the embodiment of ALL space and time, or chaos and wrongdoing, et cetera. While they may occasionally take physical form, they are the literal cosmic backgrounds to all existence. When you wipe a universe off the metaphorical map, the underlying fabric of reality still lies beneath. The influence of the Outer Gods still remains. And besides, your saying that Eric has seen it done is impossible. Regardless of whether or not one can destroy one of the base concepts of all reality, nonexistence, hypothetical realms, and everything (which is impossible in of itself, unless you are the Godmodder, as was aforementioned), you would never see it occur. The radiating force would instantly remove all of the effects of that base concept from both existence and nonexistence, and the actual aftereffects would likely kill almost everyone, most likely via the complete and utter cessation of the concepts' existence, which would almost certainly kill those close enough to see it occur, whether in person or by scrying or oracles.

Anyhow, I stare at Eric as he speaks.

That's your paranoia acting again, as Tempo said. I have neither shown nor even suggested what is within the bewitched fabric wrappings which primarily serve to allow my presence here. You are making assumptions based off of what you think of me, and what those runes represent to you. Regardless, I cannot actually show you, seeing as I am only present here as some sort of holographic simulacrum. If I wanted to generate cadavers in here, I would have come myself. There's about one thing I can do here, but you aren't exactly prepared enough to see it. Nor will you ever be, unless you do what I've always suggested; stab yourself repeatedly in the arms with eating utensils, and pour soda in your eyes, kid. Incidentally, it is nigh-impossible to have seen it occur, given the fact that we would be without a fundamental concept of reality, something that would assuredly be noticeable.

Looking back at Golden Freddy, I shrug, muttering something about animatronic entertainers, somebody (or something) named Bonnie, and somebody suffering from denial over the utilization of a certain word's real meaning.

/null

...things have been...going. Enough about me, how have you been?

Purposely ignoring basically everything else happening in the room, Blue turns to Eric.

I was told there would be a meeting, is that going to start anytime soon, or is this it?

/rpnull

//disappear

>Eric. Stop arguing with Erelye about eldritch. You are pretty much automatically wrong.

>I will be filling in for Netpatham at this meeting., by the way.

>*sees Carrot* Ah, Captain. A pleasure to meet you. Although in the circumstances that this was brought about by...

>It's somewhat of a tragedy. Someone parked their TARDIS on an inspiration particle.

>Suffice to say, there is blame here. Not much, for he could not have known that without having UU's HEX, and several other systems, working on the problem, but...Some blame.

==Meanwhile, in a universe three quantums to the left and a putative apocalypse behind==

*an Argusdrone materializes in Vetinari's office, carefully avoiding interrupting the inspiration at that moment humming towards Leonard of Quirm's brain*

>You may want to check on Leonard.

>You were going to anyway, if the logs read correctly, but you should. Unfortunately, I don't know much beyond this point. The causal ripples disrupted everything when something similar last happened.

==Shenanigans to be expounded upon later==

"Hm. Between flipping out and trying to kill everyone present at one point, fighting a creature made of mimes, and abusing timeline alteration powers to make small talk, I've been going fairly normally. Although, I'd rather not talk about me at the moment. Something tells me you've been doing... less than well at home, recently."

I then take on an altogether more serious tone of voice, usually reserved for important things like, oh, only making sure the Mainframe doesn't crash into something important.

"Hey, if something's going badly, talk about it. Bottling everything up inside doesn't work forever. It's like packing air into a container: if you don't let some of that air out every once in a while, sooner or later the container will burst open."

/betyouwerenotexpectingdeepcharacterizationfrommenull

>Ire: Attempt to enter the TARDIS. If successful, I hunt down Golden Freddy and bash his endoskeleton in with a chair.

cc: WHY DID YOU LET HIM IN HERE YOU IDIOTS!?

cc: ANIMATRONICS ARE DANGEROUS CREATURES!

cc: AND I ALSO HATE THEM. AND EGGS.

cc: (Not "Eggs" of the felt, mind you.)

cc: ...oh god I'm actually speaking like this now.

cc: Should've done this looooong ago.

/null

>Ire, he hasn't done anything terrible yet. Yet. If h does something terrible, the center of Time Shenanigans is about the best place for it to happen because retcons.

>He even gave Wilson a soda.

>So, meh.

Do you think no one's ever said I should talk to people about my problems? It is not as simple as people make it sound. It's about trust, and quite frankly, I'm not about to discuss something like this with someone I've known for all of, what, eight months? They're called personal issues for a reason, and despite how it might seem, I do have a couple other options ...so just drop it, alright?

/rpnull

"..."

A few seconds tick by, although in this situation, they could feel like hours.

"Fine. But at least see a psychologist or something, though."

Due to being sick of standing up, I deploy a rancho relaxo, then have the drone sit in it.

"To ease my own paranoid concern, if nothing else."

/null

>Ire: Bash his head in. Once. Then run, and remain on standby.

/null

There are bunch of other things in this world that can stand up to an "elder god". Let me list a couple of them... The Secret of the Void, Binary, Scratch, Alpha, the Red Dragon... a couple others. But I'd like to talk about that last guy a little more...

Sounds kinda similar to descriptions of the elder gods. And yes, I had to search back through Twin's posts to find that. Wow... it was almost a full year ago... and luckily for me, I'm going to have birthday magic pretty soon to help me out with the final battle... anyway... The Red Dragon is cannonically (is that a word? I don't think so...) stated to be powerful. The elder gods are cannonically stated to be powerful. But the difference here is that the Red Dragon is in its own home turf of DTG. Its power has been stated by Twin, the elder gods' power has been stated by Ereyle. So (in my opinion at least), its reality overpowers the elder gods' reality. And we've beaten the Red Dragon, Fine Generic. Maybe not technically. But we've beaten Psi-Scratch, another "unstoppable killing machine", so we can actually beat the elder gods. Sure, the Red Dragon was probably weakened from some powers (Scratch definitely was), but it means the gods can be beaten by some combination of powers. So long story short, a group of Descendants, maybe with some outside or situational help, can beat an elder god.

Also... I'm sorry, but ">Eric. Stop arguing with Erelye about eldritch. You are pretty much automatically wrong."... wow... could you please not say things like that? The mere fact we've keep this discussion up is evidence that he's not automatically wrong. Not entirely, at least. And people can be wrong about their own characters, either by missing some part of source material in the case of pulling from other media, or by contradicting other facts known about them, or by going up against the rules/GM of the game. Anyway... enough arguing about elder gods. Twin is probably going to get really annoyed at us. But I feel like its has... decent intentions. And its not like there's much else to do but argue about various RP mechanics.

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On an unrelated note, I might need to learn more about these Horrorterrors... I may need a couple for... future plans.

Back out on what's left of the Battlefield, I turn away from the edge and say in my unnaturally plain and un-formatted text,

"Well, tell me when the Godmodder comes back. I've got a couple things to do, some souls to save, some games to play, all that stuff."

Then I slash through the air with the Staff of Ysera, slicing the outline of a rectangle. The zone fills itself with a mirror of sorts, but everything through it is distorted, hazy, and tinted green. Then, with one look back, I step into the mirror and it seals itself behind me. I do actually have a little bit of story for myself, but Wilson's is much more interesting and specific, so I'll keep the spotlight on him.

Under the figurative spotlight, Wilson pauses his delighted laps to reply.

Well, "natural" fox behavior for my kind at least is... you know... not talking, digging small tunnels, sometimes climbing trees, and just generally... hanging out in deserts. And I'm not going to even bother asking what... that... means because I probably don't want to know. And if you didn't know... erm... know about the whole strawberry thing, then that's a very... lucky guess. I suppose. Although, why'd you buy it if you dislike strawberry and its not as good for... fuel? Eh. I guess I've seen stranger things before. ... ... Why did you even need a sign? And I don't think we ever even said our names. My name is... ... Wilson.

Those four words were always somewhat difficult for him to say. It was only four, very common words. But, it still felt almost wrong. It felt fake to him even though he had been saying those four words together for... at least a year. Maybe two now. Trying to push the thoughts out of his mind, he gazes over towards Eric and Ereyle's standoff again. What were they talking about anyway? Eric said something about... artifacts? And now he was swearing as well. Everyone did, it seems. At this rate, other people would be asking Wilson to swear in order to make them feel more comfortable, not the other way around. Then... whoever he was talking to said something about... soda? Wilson definitely wasn't going to share any of his with whoever it was because it was too good. But, he doubted that was what they were actually talking about. A different voice broke his rambling thoughts, Blue's.

Huh? There's going to be a meeting? All I wanted was... to talk to people, and I've got that in spades now.

He navigated back to his soda and resumed drinking it. He still had most of it left and would probably start feeling the effects of the caffeine soon, if he wasn't already, but that didn't matter. Things were suddenly going so well. There were lots of nice, if somewhat vulgar, people here and he had this lovely drink. His vision was returning and he didn't feel as sore. What a wonderful time. Then, he heard the sound of splintering wood behind him. He whirled around and tried to focus his little searchlight of the world on what was happening. Some brown thing was aggressively throwing itself at some yellow thing. The yellow thing was probably the swearing robotic... something that he had be talking to earlier. He cringes away from the violence, almost falling off his bench.

Whoa! What is this for? Who are you? And who is he? Why is he dangerous?

Alchemies... progress I suppose...

Talist, we haven't actually beaten the Red Dragon. We've beaten parts of it. That's probably not very comparable.

Time to breathe some life back into the thread. We don't have much left to go... Soon it will all be over. In the meantime, here's a turn of filler.

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In the end, though, does it preclude multiple versions of characters running around? It does not, thanks Crystal.

>I produce Magic Missiles of Thaumcraft and Ars Magicka varietals. It will be useful to stock up.

>Also assembled: Dimensional Escape Pod.

>Dimensional Escape Pod: A Dimensional Door, fitted with a full survival suite, and more Dimensional Doors. Garden, stasis chamber, assorted gear, Aura Nodes of various types, Ars Magicka circles, assorted other gear...IC2 setups, Buildcraft engine arrays...On and on and on.

>This will be useful in....

>Loading Schematic: Alpha-Class Spaceship.

>Prerequisite Schematic Alpha-Class Fabricator Loaded

>Fabrication Complete: Alpha-Class Fabricator 1/2

>Fabrication Complete: Alpha-Class Fabricator 2/2

>Commencing Fabrication: Alpha-Class Spaceship

>Duplication Complete: Tachyon Drive

>Fabrication Complete: Alcubierre Ram FTL Weapons System.

>Fabrication Complete: Teraport Device.

>Fabrication Complete: Wormhole Tunnelling Device

>Fabrication Complete: Control Center.

>Fabrication Complete: General-Purpose Accelerative Weapons Targeting/Launching System.

>Fabrication Complete: General-Purpose Beam Weapons Targeting/Focusing/Deployment System.

>Fabrication Complete: Gravitational Force Generators.

>Duplication Complete: Dimensional Crew Quarters

>Duplication Complete: Dimensional Crew Quarters (2)

>Fabrication Complete: Infinite Cyclical Generator w/ Pocket Dimension

>Infinite Cyclical Generator: A device, using large amounts of water and stabilized wormholes, to generate large amounts of water power. Generally installed in a pocket dimension to save space. Output is in IC2 units, in Minecraftia. Converters can be installed at any point.

>Assembly Process Complete.

>Class Alpha S.S. All-Seeing Eye online.

Why did I quote this.

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Alchemies

Remington TCR && Remington 420 = The Remington Graffiti (7/11)

Everysword && Effslayer = Everyslayer (9/11)

MLG Essence && Shrek'd Prepubescence = Cool Ranch Killer (3/11)

Action

I heal the Consciousness with Seventh Sin.

The Consciousness becomes fully healed!

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Turn 1/3.

Judgement Caller's Staff && Essence of the Iron Republic = The Abolisher 10/11
Zeus' Prosecution && Dawn's Law = Deus Ex Machina 10/11
I duplicate a Full Thaumic Launcher.

I climb into my own FTL, then copy the changes I made to the other one. The AI on the unoccupied one activates, and I send it through a few loop-de-loops before storing it in my inventory. Now I just need to add a hangar to the Thaumic Beyond. Oh, well. I can do that later. My own copy begins to do a few stunts, guided by my expert mental command. Hmm. I need to develop a spell to mitigate G-forces. Oh well, I can try that later. I sweep over the ruined land below Armageddon Hill, test-firing as I do. The Thaumonomitron handles the brute calculations and aiming, I handle target-picking and trigger-pulling. A casting of Sagitta Magica Series Lucis, 37 arrows of light in total, stab out at the ruined bedrock below, quickly followed by a lance of destructive magic. A target of gathered magic is called into existence some considerable blocks away, and a line of rotating magical circles forms before the spacefighter, aimed at the target. Almost like the barrel of a sniper rifle... A sphere of heavily condensed magic forms itself behind the circles, and accelerates through, stabbing cleanly through the target at a significant fraction of lightspeed. Then a lance of magic accelerates through, and pierces another target, formed just after the first was obliterated, at the same speed as the bullet. A set of magical bullets wink in around the fighter and, strangely, target the fighter itself, inflicting minor damage before the Guardmetal recovers, helped along by a Repair Light Damage spell autocast from the Thaumonomitron. Yes, I have repair spells. And yes, they're now programmed to be automatically cast by the ship's computer upon taking damage. Wonderful thing, active damage mitigation. A field of armoring magic forms around the fighter, before a shifting, entropy-laden ward of chaotic power joins it. The bullets are cast again, all either being deflected by the Entropic Shield or blocked by the Mage Armor. Hah. All spells seem to be working beautifully. I just wonder if I could eventually adapt the Combat Equipment of the Nanohaverse to this fighter.

I come back and hover around, quickly activating another set of spells in the Full Thaumic Launcher's archives. The ship glows with golden energy for a second, while Split is healed by a considerable amount. Cure Critical Wounds is a simply wonderful spell. But the magic does need a focus of some sort, I do believe. Perhaps I'll install a focusing crystal soon.

+10,000 HP to Split!

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Post 3
(GREEN)While walking next to the cauldron, I accidentally drop a copper board etched with a circuit that plays Darude Astley - Sandroll in... Well, we'll never see that again. I call this brew... The Dimensional Hole. I bottle The Dimensional Hole into a glass top hat and glass monocle. The top hat and monocle are indestructible, except when thrown. I then don the dimensional fanciness. I dump the final remaining amount of the brew into my Void Safe. I then gift Sanic a sword made from the chemical Sonic Hedgehog.(END GREEN)
Cup of Tea && Improbability Dice = Improbabearl Grey (Level 6: 6/7)

Sanic gains the Sonic Chemosword!

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Alright, how about this:

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

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

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

Trickster Essence && Grimdark Essence && PS4 && Nether Reactor Core || Card Deck = Infernal Deck (Level 6: 1/7)
Cosmic Whole Blade && Illuminati && λΣ Fragment && Portal Gun && Cheat Engine = Oculus Blade (Level 10: 1/11)
Quantum Armor && Deflector Shields && Exanite && Avast! Antivirus && Disguise Kit = Antinite Armor (Level 10: 1/11)

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Hazel Wand: IIIIII (SCRATCHED.)

Runic Shielding: 90%
Ring of Sorcery: Current Mode Active: Biological. Transmutation II

Psionic Diffuser && Burgundy Blood = Burgundy Psionic Diffuser (2/6)
Psionic Diffuser && Bronze Blood = Bronze Psionic Diffuser (2/6)
Psionic Diffuser && Ochre Blood = Ochre Psionic Diffuser (2/6)

Hah. These Psionic Diffusers look promising. I do hope that I can manage to alchemize everything needed before the Alchemiter is annihilated. I know it will happen.

Now, there is literally nothing to do but wait. I give seventeen cracked eight balls, one severed head, nine broken spines, fourteen severed fingers, five bloated livers, seven clockwork rigs, two shattered femurs, seventeen more severed heads, and a hacksaw made of human bones to Split. I look upwards, noting a large helicopter with the words 'INWVSA - ETD: Express Body Delivery' emblazoned on its side slowly descending towards Apocalypse Hill. I wave a bit, and it lands before me, several men climbing out and unloading pallets of... unsavory paraphernalia. I give the people in the helicopter a thumbs up as it flies away. Afterwards, I present the contents to Split. It appears to be a combination of replica models of Psi-Scratch's severed eight-ball head, and assorted corpses. A stray deer enigmatically stumbles forwards. How is a deer even on this hill? It is a pillar of earth floating atop a sea of infinity. Regardless, I wave my hand. The deer opens its mouth, and a full set of teeth stream out, arcing towards me, resting in my palm.

Here. Have some DEER TEETH, 'Red Hoodie.' Hah.

I hand them to Split, muttering under my breath.

In all seriousness, however, take this. Now, for my end of this involuntary bargain.

Suddenly, there is a flash of red. I consume a minuscule portion of Split's power, enough to supply a Miniature Red Sun, completely equivalent to the amount of things I traded. I wield it for moments, red light bristling around me, before I divert the energy directly back into healing Split. There you go.

Split takes all the items with maniacal glee. Wow! Look at all this! Keep bringing me stuff like this and I think we could work out a permanent arrangement... +9,000 HP to Split!

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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: $36

Battlefield: I look up which non-descendants players are still left, seeing if any of the names are notable

+2 to Wilson

Tazz Doll AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 7/11

Leftovers AND Focus Sash AND Life Orb AND Charm AND Azure Essence 1/11

Erelye Doll AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 1/11

The only players left who aren't Descendants appear to be the Godmodder and Mojang AB.

Leftovers AND Focus Sash AND Life Orb AND Charm AND Azure Essence = Perseverance Charm (Level 10: 1/11)
Erelye Doll && Protection Charm && Azure Essence = Kalare Defense (Level 10: 1/11)

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Skaia's Bow 50/50 Holding.

Insanity Quiver 32/50

Ultimate Skulltop 50/50 Holding.

Cipher's Call 10/11 using code.

Picture of Skaia && Bow = The Cosmic Progeny (Level 10: 7/11)

(Potions of Critmist: 24)(Potions of Nectar: 2)

ALCHEMY SHOP: Talist-24, Gutza1-20, Tazz-3, crystal-13, 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.

Quiver: Godmodder's Taglock, Freeze Program, Jolt Program, Void Program, Null Cube Program, Nostalgia Program, Elemental Tri-Beam Program.

I decide to show up on the TARDIS. "Yo."

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Act 1. Like it matters at this point.

Black hole sun, won't you come...Black hole sun being the Godmodder. If I may say one thing...It will be this:

ENGAGE THE TRIAL MOTHERTRUCKERS.

I throw a bag of all the stuff I just recieved up to the TARDIS door, or whatever's close enough. It flies up, and a golden arm-too fast to otherwise retrieve details reaches in and grabs it. It looks like the Dragon...Item was not there.

If by coincidence anyone would have otherwise seen it, they only see the disembodied arm vanish into nothingness with the parts.

Regardless of this, a separate room in the TARDIS-a storage cabinet specifically-starts getting very loud, right next to the Wilson conversation. (where are you guys even at anyways?). It sounds interesting and unfamiliar to everyone present, and also very busy. The door itself is unlocked.

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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: $328

Battlefield: I look up which non-descendants players are still left, seeing if any of the names are notable

+2 to Wilson

Tazz Doll AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 8/11

Leftovers AND Focus Sash AND Life Orb AND Charm AND Azure Essence 2/11

Erelye Doll AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 2/11

-TARDIS-

Blue suddenly just kinda appears on the threshold of the TARDIS and walks in.
I'm here, I guess... first things first, what's going on in there?

But you just did!

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0/0 and 32/50 +1 to Generic and Tazz.

... ... ... ... I do nothing... ...

Should I make everything in the Alchemy Emporium free? If I don't, everything will stay on the shelves. Things will anyway though.

The Silicon SteamPunker &&& Bottled Hosi Fire &&& battery = ??? 4/?

Bottled Hosi Fire &&& The Sparker (Wilson's level 8 weapon) = The Lightning Round 6/11
Splash Potion of Obilvion II +1

Time to get back into Wilson's mindset... and I have no clue what Discworld is... I hope I don't need that particular knowledge.

Wilson relaxes a little and reveals his face again.

... We have some serious spacial bending I suppose... I don't have any home universe to return to... I guess I'll have to join the IUPC's basecamp. ... What's it like? Is it warm? Does... does it rain often? I like rain because its so nice and calming... I hope there's something I can love there... I sure do hope that...

Stretching himself out a little bit, he loosens his tensions slightly more and seems to be resting somewhat. His rest is quickly shattered though when he hears an unmistakeable voice, one that he remembered as clear as daybreak. Even though there was some commotion coming from behind him, (They're in the main bridge for the Tardis BTW.) the voice rung through his mind like a clean sound of a delicate crystal bell. It had been there for him, and he had been there for it. That voice had been the very first one to ever sympathize with him, and so at its call, his head shot up. His vision was getting a little bit better, but it was still cloaked in shadows.

That voice! It must be... are you Blue? Can you hear me? Where are you?

Silicon Steampunker && Bottled Hoshifire && Battery = The Blinding Light (Level 10: 4/11)

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"Bored. Bored bored bored. Boredety boredey bored. Oh hey tardis."

The drone tries to walk into the TARDIS, but is too tall and smacks it's face on the door frame.

"...Dammit."

This time, it manages to duck inside.

Meanwhile, on the battlefield proper, a trio of Engietech Technicians appear, working on restoring the health of the PG entities. They idly converse while doing so.

"You ever wonder if our boss is ever gonna sort out his psychological issues?"

"I never thought about it much. Maybe he will."

"Actually, I heard a rumor the other day."

"Pray tell?"

"Apparently, there's this girl he rather fancies."

"I thought he'd killed off pretty much the only major gathering of his kind."

"Yeah, wasn't that why he's got those experiments running back on the Mainframe?"

"She's a human."

"Oh."

"Somehow, I don't quite see that working out. He's a psychopath and everyone knows it."

"Hey. There's speculation. Thoughts. The things he does, he does for a reason."

"I still doubt that that extends to his love life too."

"Well, you really shouldn't doubt me."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"...Also, gold guy, I don't remember giving you the authority to speak openly about those. Confidential material, remember?"

"Sorry boss."

Component A: 28/50

Component B: 28/50

There are no PG entities left!

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Alchemies

Remington TCR && Remington 420 = The Remington Graffiti (8/11)

Everysword && Effslayer = Everyslayer (10/11)

MLG Essence && Shrek'd Prepubescence = Cool Ranch Killer (4/11)

Action

I overheal a random overhealable AG player.

TARDIS

I show up on the TARDIS as well. "Hey guys!"

+6 HP to Irecreeper!

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Hazel Wand: IIIIII (SCRATCHED.)

Runic Shielding: 90%
Ring of Sorcery: Current Mode Active: Biological. Transmutation II

Psionic Diffuser && Burgundy Blood = Burgundy Psionic Diffuser (3/6)
Psionic Diffuser && Bronze Blood = Bronze Psionic Diffuser (3/6)
Psionic Diffuser && Ochre Blood = Ochre Psionic Diffuser (3/6)

Dammit; it turns out I didn't manage to destroy all of those sympathetic dolls of myself after all. Technically speaking, I could just stab Fseftr to death repeatedly to best hinder his attempts to defend himself against me. Why even attempt to guard oneself from me, when I'm always watching?

Anyhow, the other things of interest here are likely the secrets of resurrective immortality. Descendants are inextricably linked to such an ability, it seems, as are the vast majority of Minecraft players. However, given our abilities as players before the Trials and the Glitch, it would be preferable to test Descendants. As such, I extract approximately 1000 thaums of LE (5 HP) from my body through the medium of syringe, and begin testing the blood, examining it, and thoroughly testing and scanning the contents in general. I continue to test the blood, comparing it with other samples of Descendant blood I've obtained over the war (you don't want to know how I got them), trying to find definitive solutions to the questions of how resurrective immortality and mundane physical invulnerability work.

After this, I pull out my Transparent Magic Cueball, and proceed to ask it a singular burning question.

Approximately when will Build reach GodCraft's remnants?

5 damage to you! Whatever the answer of how resurrective immortality is, it doesn't lie in your blood. Something more powerful and intrinsic is at play here.

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Universal Power Ubercharge Meter: 2/9

Wilson Money: $0

Arsenide Hub: 6/11

Planet Express Ship 3.0: 9/11

IAC-FR: 5/11

==Actions==

Lothyra: "Hmm. With the Trial about to start, I think a Pocket Alchemiter will be required. Now, where to acquire one."

Lothyra asks if a player that possesses a pocket alchemiter could duplicate it and give the copy to her.

Bender: "75 bottles of beer on the wall, 75 bottles of beer. You take on down and what do you get, 74 bottles of beer on the wall..."

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considering the trickery i've seen thus far, i'm probably going to need these glasses to become immune to one of the god modder's attacks

better start grinding

TOKEN BALANCE: 0

You find a large amount of Party Hats!

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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: $330

Battlefield: I view Build's mindscape, without entering

+2 to Wilson

Tazz Doll AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 9/11

Leftovers AND Focus Sash AND Life Orb AND Charm AND Azure Essence 3/11

Erelye Doll AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 3/11

-TARDIS-

Oh, hey Wilson ...yes, this is Blue, and I'm right in front of you... why are you asking?

Not gonna happen.

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Turn 2/3.

Judgement Caller's Staff && Essence of the Iron Republic = The Abolisher 11/11 COMPLETE!
Zeus' Prosecution && Dawn's Law = Deus Ex Machina 11/11 COMPLETE!
I duplicate two Full Thaumic Launchers and an Upgraded Pocket Alchemiter, tossing the Alchemiter over to Gutza/Lothyra.

Another burst of magic spills from the Full Thaumic Launcher, this time invoking Curaga. White light surrounds Split, healing him once again.

THE ABOLISHER: A staff forged from solid iron that ripples with heat. A jet-black stone is fused to its tip that radiates with the absence of existence: a void seemingly more powerful and deep than the Void itself. The staff can be used to abolish any law: a constitution, a state law, or even the laws of nature or the laws of reality. It can even create shallow mirrors of Judgement Stars that more resemble black holes.

DEUS EX MACHINA: A metal cane with intricately carved bronze clockwork spinning around it. Concentric circles with the symbols of Correspondence are all lined up around the cane, leading up to a golden orb of Judgement that shines like, well, a sun. The weapon shines with the divine power of Judgements, and can harness their power in all forms of attacks, the language of their law shining through even the strongest of enemies. The weapon can configure itself into many different shapes, and, augmented by Correspondence and Judgement, is nearly unrivaled in its weapon category with regards to power.

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Post 2
(GREEN)+2 to Wilson.(END GREEN)
Cup of Tea && Improbability Dice = Improbabearl Grey (Level 6: 7/7)

IMPROBABEARL GREY: A cup of Earl Grey tea that's completely improbable. Don't drink it.

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Skaia's Bow 50/50 Holding.

Insanity Quiver 34/50

Ultimate Skulltop 50/50 EXPENDING....

Cipher's Call 11/11 using code.

Picture of Skaia && Bow = The Cosmic Progeny (Level 10: 8/11)

(Potions of Critmist: 24)(Potions of Nectar: 2)

ALCHEMY SHOP: Talist-24, Gutza1-20, Tazz-3, crystal-2, 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.

Quiver: Godmodder's Taglock, Freeze Program, Jolt Program, Void Program, Null Cube Program, Nostalgia Program, Elemental Tri-Beam Program.

I toss a Pocket Alchemiter out the window of the Tardis, and it serendipitously lands straight on Lothyra's head. ..."Accidentally."

Arright, sweet. Got my copy of Cipher's Call made. I pull out a heavily modified skulltop, programmed to imbue psionic and otherwise mind-related powers unto its wearer, and take out the Fuchsia, Purple, Cobalt, Gold, Rust, and Bronze Psionic Programs, coding them all into the skulltop. I then take out Cipher's Call, and use my intimate knowledge of making stuff up to imbue the Skulltop with all of its powers. I then casually put the incredibly dorky helmet on, then transform it into the shape of an actual cherub skull.

I casually duplicate Cipher's Call and toss it to Crystal.

3 damage to gutza!

CIPHER'S CALL: An indigo crystalline two-dimensional pyramid that throbs with the power of pure knowledge. It has the power to view almost anything in almost any universe, and can view the thoughts and point of view of nearly anyone in existence. It can also allow the user to enter others' mindscapes, and gives them a large amount of willpower in the mind. Its innocuous double is a tattoo of a triangle that is burned into the wearer's flesh or flesh-analogue.

You create the Englishtop!

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Post I

Wwhorp!!

U²:Mazter?? Are you ok??

Umbra lies on the floor, seemingly unconscious. Suddenly, his enderman body begins to twich, standing up and opening it's eyes.

V: I don't know why he left, but he's back in my shadow.

U²: There doezn"t zeem to be that much left to do..

V: Well, there's this big hair...club...abomination which doesn't really seem that intimidating, but could be a good source of Pang Nectar. I whip the Magnificent Mane with Rose's Thorn, hopefully causing mutant fleas.

I then examine Endothermia.

The Consciousness uses The Crystal, generating a large purple sphere of healing energy around itself. The psiionic energy surronding The Consciousness begins to drip through the sphere, forming a large, non-euclidean crystal in the middle of it. The crystal begins to grow, glowing with white light until it hits the inner wall of the sphere, which begins to twich and bubble. The sphere begins to rapidly expand, forming 3 large, purple beams which fly towards Split, Abathur, and sanic Hegehog, submerging them in healing energy. The crystal then implodes, collapsing into The Consciousness, and depositing it's leftover healing energy into it.

Ink Timore 3/8

Cerebedust 3/6

Dreams of Cruelty 5/6

Umbral Ultımatum 38/50

1 damage to the Mane Armor!

ENDOTHERMIA: A set of wands made from dull black wood. The tips are made from a strange mixture of SCP-007 and a black ice-like crystal. The wands exude coolness, and specialize in ice magic. They can corrupt other beings with their ice, which will spread across their body and consume them. The more body heat the wands steal, the more powerful they become.

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Post 3
(GREEN)+2 to Wilson.(END GREEN)

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=TURN ONE=

Saaaaay goooooodbyeeeeee, time toooooo dieeeeeeee~

=CHARGE=

/20 / 25/ da(t)a re(c)overy

+2 to Pokefan

=ACTION=

I forcibly murder all of the party hats. ALL OF THEM. Babysphee then gains a small town worth of tokens. I then take a few tokens from that pile and purchase 4 more Extra Large Pizzas.

=COMMAND=

All: Await the end.

+420 Tokens to babysphee! You get 4 XL Pizzas!

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Post II

V: Gee, it sure is boring around here.

U²: Mai boi, this peace is what all true warriorz ztrive for.

V: ...

U²: ..

I give Biumbra an intense staredown.

V: I just wonder what Rick’s up to.

Wwhorp!!

Biumbra gives the Magnificent Manes Men's Hairborn Club an unpleasant haircut using Double Twilight.

I add the Indigo Flames to the Alchemiter supplies.

The Spires regenerate The Consciousness, which summons more Enderman Souls to attack the Magnificent Mane.

U²: Why do all my weapon2 keep getting ztupid names??

Double Twilight >=Renamer=< Eclipse’s Edges

Ink Timore 4/8

Cerebedust 4/6

Umbral Ultımatum 39/50

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

1 damage to the Mane Armor!

Indigo Flames added to Supplies!

Double Twilight >= Renamer =< Eclipse's Edges

You know, you can suggest names for your alchemies and I'll most likely go through with them...

DREAMS OF CRUELTY: A jet-black ultra-violence cuestick that flickers with the unearthly blue light of a ghostly candle and shimmers with the power of pure nightmares. It can corrupt foes with shadow and riddle their minds with bad dreams.

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Universal Power Ubercharge Meter: 2/9

Wilson Money: $0

Arsenide Hub: 7/11

Planet Express Ship 3.0: 10/11

IAC-FR: 6/11

==Actions==

Lothyra grabs the Pocket Alchemiter from the air.

Lothyra: "Actually I don't think Pocket Alchemiters will work. Well, I only wanted one more upgrade for the Planet Express Ship anyway."

Bender: "50 bottles of beer on the wall, 50 bottles of beer. You take on down and what do you get, 49 bottles of beer on the wall..."

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Skaia's Bow 50/50 Holding.

Insanity Quiver 35/50

Picture of Skaia && Bow = The Cosmic Progeny (Level 10: 9/11)

(Potions of Critmist: 24)(Potions of Nectar: 2)

ALCHEMY SHOP: Talist-24, Gutza1-20, Tazz-3, crystal-2, 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.

Quiver: Godmodder's Taglock, Freeze Program, Jolt Program, Void Program, Null Cube Program, Nostalgia Program, Elemental Tri-Beam Program.

I note that apparently Lothyra is tremendously thick-skulled to survive the impact of the Pocket Alchemiter to her skull. I then make a bunch of dramatic throat-clearing sounds, and kick the door to the closet in, yelling "IT'S ME."

I then turn my attention to the stuff the Tubas were made of, and give all the Essentia to Erelye in the proper containers.

Quote from gutza1»

Well, she is wearing a nanogel helmet. Anyway I edited my post to respond to yours. Sorry about not seeing it sooner.

/endnull

Okay, time for my actual post.

Universal Power Ubercharge Meter: 2/9

Wilson Money: $0

Arsenide Hub: 8/11

Planet Express Ship 3.0: 11/11 Complete!

IAC-FR: 7/11

==Actions==

Lothyra: "I have a feeling that soon all hell will break loose. But time for one more upgrade. Farnsworth, the device?"

Farnsworth: "Eh wha? Oh yes, the device."

Lothyra: "Now, for the final upgrade, I will finally add a power generator. Previously it seems that the Narrative was providing energy, but now I'm making it official."

Farnsworth hammerspaces an Alchemy Finalizer. Lothyra then alchemizes (Planet Express Ship 3.0 -c Energy Grid -c Large Mini Tokamak -c Electrowinch Claw Upgrade -c Skin-tight Shield Generator -c Vehicle Finalizer) & Name Tag = Final Planet Express Ship.

LARGE MINI TOKAMAK: A larger version of the Mini Tokamak equivalent to Mini Tokamak -O Enlarge but weaker because I didn't actually do Mini Tokamak -O Enlarge because the world's about to end.

ELECTROWINCH CLAW UPGRADE: An upgrade to the Planet Express Ship's Electrowinch that makes it shaped like a claw, allowing it to pick up non-magnetic objects.

SKIN-TIGHT SHIELD GENERATOR: A shield generator that generates a force shield that tightly hugs the ship's skin instead of creating a bubble around the ship.

VEHICLE FINALIZER: A device that will enhance an vehicle created by alchemy's power in exchange for it never being able to be upgraded through alchemy until the end of Destroy the Godmodder 2: Operator!

Bender: "25 bottles of beer on the wall, 25 bottles of beer. You take on down and what do you get, 24 bottles of beer on the wall..."

Planet Express Ship 3.0 -c Energy Grid -c Large Mini Tokamak -c Electrowinch Claw Upgrade -c Slim Shield Generator -c Vehicle Finalizer = Planet Express Ship DX
Planet Express Ship DX && Name Tag = Final Planet Express Ship (Level 10: 1/11)

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The drone sits down in the corner of the TARDIS, staring forwards vacantly. I appear to be deep in thought.

Outside, the technicians continue repairing the AG entities.

Component A: 29/50

Component B: 29/50

+3,000 HP to Sanic Hegehog!

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Hazel Wand: IIIIII (SCRATCHED.)

Runic Shielding: 90%
Ring of Sorcery: Current Mode Active: Biological. Transmutation II

Psionic Diffuser && Burgundy Blood = Burgundy Psionic Diffuser (4/6)
Psionic Diffuser && Bronze Blood = Bronze Psionic Diffuser (4/6)
Psionic Diffuser && Ochre Blood = Ochre Psionic Diffuser (4/6)

I continue to scan and test the properties of the Descendant blood sample, muttering under my breath about unwanted visitors and serpentine supercomputers embedding themselves in GodCraft's game code.

I accept the astronomical amounts of essentia from Generic. These will certainly be useful. I wordlessly hand him a tightly wrapped package of some sort of indiscernible black-violet fiber etched with runes of a clearly eldritch origin. I nod, as if saying 'you know what to do with this,' before walking off.

—

I stare at the computer screen for several moments. Perhaps it might be best to work with this blood in a more automatous fashion. As such, I tap several keys and move the mouse a bit, placing down several devices in GodCraft, which will serve to automatically scan the stuff. Now, to go searching again. I stealthily pass through the vision of those in the same room as me, exiting without uttering a word. Fortunately, nobody seems to notice. Hah. I'll have to explain why I'm doing this eventually, but now is not an ideal time for consummate recollections. I stride through the metallic halls of the meteor, silently creeping towards an exit. Several minutes later, I take a detour to my room, grabbing both the Hazel Wand and Journal 3, before silently pressing on towards a certain door at the end of a hallway. I reach the door, and grasp the handle. It slowly creaks open, and I slide within, beginning to close the door behind me. However, I sight a figure heading towards a nearby entry aperture. With that, I merely shut the door as expediently as possible, before turning around, and scrutinizing the room before me. The room is filled with dust-coated devices and tubes of Carapacian clones never to come to fruition. As a matter of fact, the room is almost entirely filled with dust. This place has been neglected for upwards of three of your human years. A chaotic patchwork of footprints in the dust all lead to a singular door at the other end of the small room. They all appear to be exactly the same. I advance towards the door, stopping once I catch a glance of a keypad. I promptly enter an indecipherable set of letters and numbers, and stand back. The door swings open, striking the wall behind it with a bellowing bang. I stand deathly still. The sound of something stirring pervades my hearing for several moments. I blink several times, before sprinting into the doorway, locking the large metal door into place. I stealthily creep over to a window peering out at what appears to be an endless abyss within the Ring, or possibly just outlooking a large area within the meteor. Regardless, I suddenly reach upwards, pulling an inconspicuous lever downwards within the top of the windowsill. I step forwards, onto a Transportalizer pad, and everything goes black for a moment.

Once I regain my vision, it becomes evident that I am no longer in the Furthest Ring. In fact, I appear to be on... LOPAT. I step off of the pad, examining my surroundings. I appear to be standing within a room somewhere in the side of a cave, likely the hollow hill that happened to appear underneath my former abode upon my arrival in the Land of Pines and Tomes. Now, to finally get to see what is behind the traps. I ascend a nearby staircase, striding out into the gigantic forest filled with intermixed pines and deciduous trees, and other assorted flora. I immediately begin running in a random yet precise-seeming direction, Journal 3 in-hand. I flip open the pages to something regarding a puzzle, pulling out a black light. This was designed for something in another universe, but it should function as the correct code for this place. I return the black light to its initial position, turning it off, before abruptly stopping. I turn to my left, striding towards a tree. There is nothing suspicious about this tree in any way whatsoever. Regardless, I draw the Hazel Wand, and flick it in the direction of a branch about halfway up the tree. A bolt of amethyst energy strikes the branch, and a resounding click echoed throughout the forest. I take several steps in a backward direction, watching as the tree descends into the ground, and a cylindrical passage downwards at the base begins to emerge. Several moments later, a series of stairs pop out of the wall, forming a spiral staircase. Not wasting a moment, I leap downwards, crawling through a narrow tunnel, and into what appears to be a fallout bunker, of some sort. I head onwards, entering a perfectly square room covered in tiles marked with strange symbols. Checking the Journal, I step on one particular tile in the floor, watching as tiles slide out of the wall, becoming pillars with an intent to mash me into paste. Before anything gets overly drastic, I hit a series of four symbols, watching as the door on the other side of the room opens. I dive in. Perhaps it was not necessary to activate a trap. I cannot risk losing everything. Regardless, I enter what appears to be some sort of narrow entry hallway, turning to the right at the nearest set of doors, avoiding the one marked '13' on the left. It opens up to a somewhat spacious room devoid of anything, save a large pattern of hexagonal and pentagonal shapes on the far wall, each inscribed with a glowing red symbol. Here we go. I haven't managed to open this yet. I look at the grid. Counting both pentagons and hexagons, this grid is approximately four by seven, with two pentagons missing any markings or shapes. I stare at the wall for several minutes, calculating and coming up with possible answers. I occasionally press on a number of hexagons and pentagons within the square grid, only to hear a loud 'err' noise. Around fifty minutes later, I am pacing through the room, glancing at the wall every so often. I suddenly cease pacing, rushing over to the wall, and pressing in the symbol in the fifth column and the third row, moving to the symbol in row one and column six, then to the one in column three and row three, then to the one in row four and column seven, afterwards heading to the one in row two and column three, the one in column six and row two, the one in row one and column six, and the one in row three and column six. I take a pause, examining the symbols pressed down. They continue to glow red. However, it does not reset. I proceed to press down the ones in row one column four, row three column two, row three column one, row three column seven, row three column five, row three column two, and row two column six, before waiting several more moments, before taking another look at Journal 3 under black light. Then, I proceed to press down column seven row three, column two row two, and column six row one, before stopping for about eight seconds. Then, hearing a clicking noise in the walls, I push down the ones in column one row two, column two row three, column two row four, column six row one, column five row three, column one row three, column seven row two, column six row one, column one row three, and column seven row three. A grinding noise comes from the wall, and several hexagonal plates sink inwards, moving towards the other end of the wall, while some merely shift into the floor or ceiling, forming a somewhat accommodating doorway. If one considers the plates at the beginning and end to be worthless and nonexistent, as they were blank, the sequence was eighteen five sixteen twenty nine twelve five nineteen, then three fifteen fourteen twenty eighteen fifteen twelve, after which came twenty eight five, and finally seven fifteen twenty-two five eighteen fourteen thirteen five fourteen twenty. Hah. That was rather difficult. I stride beyond the opening, peering into the blackness. By the dim light from the entry door, I see a large central table covered in papers, books, and notes, along with the filing cabinets and bookcases lining the walls. I walk over to the table, looking at the nearest pile of papers. They appear to be parts to a schematic. One of the pages details a circular object rimmed with symbols and marks that appear nigh-incomprehensible, with a part of a triangular device in the lower left-hand corner, as well as large amounts of writing in the unfilled spaces. Another page details a diagram for this very bunker. Whoever built this was rather studious, something I can approve of. My eyes shift towards the third nearest page. There, just upon it, is the lower part of what appears to be the same triangle as the first page, along with a large amount of writing, and two circles, one each in the lower corners of the page, rimmed with a variety of symbols that actually seem to be astrological... perhaps. I pull out Journal 3 once more, and open to a certain page, examining both it and the first and third closest pages of NOTES carefully. Jyooqswj, C'xo kfl wsgc me esha zpruwm. Vri ggjncv mj ygcpq xf tw irorvv; fidyhp ak aqsrx lg mvyt dw.

Hah.

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BLF'IV DVOXLNE:

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Cptu sd ptbaeonsi. Uci, uwroog ad yns'jr wqb "iburijd," O'qb uewot chc dyge fxwgrei. Faas dyge mxoehfy.

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Turn 3/3.

I duplicate another 2 Full Thaumic Launchers, bringing my fleet total up to 5, plus my personal fighter. I stow them away, planning to build a hangar in the Thaumic Beyond.

I then alchemize Thaumonomitron && Magic Cueball = Thaumic Oracle 1/11.

I sit in the floating FTL and wait for the end. While I wait, I decide to work on the Thaumic Beyond. The ship is deployed, floating high above the ruined plain. I pull out some serious spacial-reorganization magic, recall the principles of dimensional engineering, and get to work. First, I create a 'hub' room, for passage to all the other rooms. The magic room, piloting room, power room, and the hub room are the ones still within the ship, really. Magic room for powering the ship and attacking with magic, piloting room for... piloting, power room for, again, powering the ship, and the hub room for passage to the extradimensional rooms. A set of new rooms builds itself in hyperspace, much like the TARDIS. Of note is a hangar room where I place the five AI-piloted (For now) Full Thaumic Launchers, and add a passage to the outside there. Room for growth is left in eye-bogglingly ample amount as I twist off the expansion for now, and set the Crystal Movers embedded into the ship to maintain the spatial fold. Then I begin decorating the ship.

I quickly color the entire amount of Guardmetal that the ship's made out of to a dark black, from the teal-like color it was before. (The color of Tutamen essentia, of course.) I apply the same treatment to the Full Thaumic Launchers, including my own. The internal corridors of the ship are quickly colored a beautiful deep purple color, the color of Praecantatio essentia, and tiling of runed Arcane Stone is added to the floor. Of course, the runes are no mere decoration; they give anyone in the corridors an innate sense of where they are in the ship at all times, as well as where they need to go to get to any destination they may have. Necessary in the dimensional maze that this ship likely eventually will be. The runes also allow the central ship computer to track people's movements and location for possible teleportation between rooms. Light-emitting white crystals are added to the walls, able to be switched off and on at a whim by simply tapping them. They do automatically turn on and off when people enter and leave rooms, though. The hall lights are always on.

My own habitation room acquires a thick carpeting of Praecantatio-colored wool, as well as a sumptuous bed and a set of magical devices. Relaxing magic-emitting crystals, magical rejuvenators, mystical machines that infuse magic into water for impromptu potions, etc. Also a miniature Arcane Spa and Thaumic Sauna Stove with a supply of Sanitizing Soap, in a separate mini-room, for when I feel like feeling really sane. I'll get an Orb of Calm later. A Converting Pocket Alchemiter is added to my room, automatically duplicated so I retain one in my inventory. More magical devices are added, including a table for magical research and development, and other sundry things. Many more are in the Thaumic Hub, of course, but this is for convenience.

Dimensions warp, expanding the hangar room further and providing, through esoteric magics and the power of hammerspace, maintenance tools and replacement parts for the five Full Thaumic Launchers stored within. Not that they'd need it, but best to be safe. The 'maintenance tools' mainly consist of a large platform containing an array of tuned magical crystals that exude a field of Ordo vis and repairing magic, repairing any damage to the fighter on the platform. The dimensional tunnel to the outside is tested, a portal opening up and warping one AI-piloted FTL to the ruined land the Thaumic Beyond floats in. It performs a set of maneuvers and tests before transmitting its reentry code and returning to the hangar.

A fabrication room is added next, containing a Converting Pocket Alchemiter, suitably enlarged of course, an Ea Mechanism to power the Alchemiter, and a pair of Origin Wands. Create anything you want here, for it is capable of it. Perhaps I'll upgrade this later, but eh. It's all mainly flavor anyway.

Thaumonomitron && Magic Cueball = Thaumic Oracle (Level 10: 1/11)

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>Deploying Alpha-Class S.S. All-Seeing Eye

"Hold off, probably isn't useful here."

>It is in fact useful.

>*A barrage of Magic Missiles loaded with Nodal Concept Diffusers (Sano) deploys. The Diffusers are placed and the Missiles ((or really, they're pretty much drones, but whatever)) teleport back to be re-used.*

>A note: The Diffusers are the AoE versions of Nodal Concept Lasers. As such, to prevent hostiles using them to their benefit, they are provided with an alternate Perditio circuit with which to affect enemies, perverting the effect. The same applies for any effect given. Fire resistance and being set on fire, and so on.

"My question is, you have a teraport, couldn't you just..."

>I could indeed just. But it does work effectively when in a TAD, or indeed in many circumstances to get something where it needs to go when it is otherwise incapable of getting there. Alas, the affectations of another have christened the Tactical Deployment Munitions Magic Missiles. And as such everyone I have had occasion to work with sees them as actual missiles. They are not. They are deployment devices. Like so:

>*a single Magic Missile flies out, deploys an Ars Magicka circle, and teleports back. The circle is then teraported aboard the Eye.*

>Of course, I can teraport, but when we have a TAD up...

>TAD enabled

>*a block of dirt is teraported and causes an explosion, preferably near any PG entity*

>It is useful to have alternate means of getting things from point A to point B.

>Production continues:

>Alpha-Class Enhancement Modules Fabricated:

>Fenestrated Array (An array of Fenestrated Points, capable of driving a more specific portal than a regular Fenestrated Point)

>(blah blah insert here) Hard-Light Projector/Disruptor Arrays

>Solar Power Generators

>Essentia Storage (Essentia Reservoirs, Nodes, automatic shenaniganry designed to pull/convert/construct as needed) and Thaumcraft Workspace.

>Ars Magicka Resource Production Center.

>D&D resource generation system (Read: Argus plugged some Origin Wands into a Spellbook reader.)

>Automated Potion Brewery. (Minecraft and otherwise.)

I try to do All-Seeing Eye ~~~ Loom. Failing that, I do Fenestrated Point ~~~ Loom.

1 damage to the Mane Armor!

All-Seeing Eye ~~~ Loom = Alpha Spaceship Badge

ALPHA SPACESHIP BADGE: A badge that is worn by the commander of an Alpha-Class Spaceship.

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I (over)heal a random player with the No Joke. Then i pet K4yne Jr.

"What to do, what to do my boy. There is nothing left. Victory against the Godmodder is in reach for those who want to claim it, yet i feel no more comfortable then before. I guess the only thing left is fighting for your future. But will it be worth it? You know my work, Junior, and the only thing science dictates us is failure. Richard will just come back or a stronger Godmodder will emerge, Binary will inevitably nuke the earth some time in the future. Is it worth it? You tell me."

K4yne Jr. just whimpers.

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No Joke
UBER: 12 Charges
Ubercharge, Kritz, Wither, Joker Gas, MMMPH

+6 HP to Erelye!

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Alchemies

Remington TCR && Remington 420 = The Remington Graffiti (9/11)

Everysword && Effslayer = Everyslayer (11/11)

MLG Essence && Shrek'd Prepubescence = Cool Ranch Killer (5/11)

Action

I overheal a random overhealable AG player with Seventh Sin again.

EVERYSLAYER: A weapon that can turn into any variant of _Slayer in existence.

+5 HP to Amperz4nd!

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0/0 and 32/50 +1 to Generic and Tazz.

With incredible courage and valor and infused with the might of the 9 sacred dragons, I still do nothing. But... luckily I have Wilson. And it seems everyone is pouring into the Tardis to see Wilson's incredibly charming face. Either that, or because there's nothing else to do. Probably not the former.

The Silicon SteamPunker &&& Bottled Hosi Fire &&& battery = ??? 5/? (is this low enough level to make?)

Bottled Hosi Fire &&& The Sparker (Wilson's level 8 weapon) = The Lightning Round 7/11
Splash Potion of Temperature II +1

Wilson's ears fall slightly as the commotion picks up around him. Each time someone swears, he reacts as though he has water physically splashed on his face. Despite all this, he looks around and tries to find Blue in his small tunnel of vision. On hearing her voice again, Wilson perked up more and a certain light returned to his eyes, a light that had fled from him along with his hopes of ever seeing his home again.

You're here Blue? Really? I'm sorry I had to ask, but right now... I can't see. I'm blind. Please don't worry about that though. I'll be fine eventually, especially because I have another friend here now. Ah... thank you... everyone... thank you...

Stretching out on the bench, Wilson slowly sets his head down and rolls over onto his side and shuffles around a little, all with a small smile. Without speaking for a while, he eventually says,

... speaking of everyone... How many people are here? In this room I mean. I can hear so many voices and am having a hard time recognizing a lot of them. Sorry about that to everyone I can't pick out. I can't see anyone and hearing them is getting harder and harder with all these voices.

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"There's... Uh... 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9... Eh, this might be easier."

My drone gets up from the corner, walks over to Wilson, a strange cable made out of Mechroa materializing in it's left hand.

"Care to take a look through something else's eyes? If you want to, it might sting a little bit while your neural interface is sorted out, but hey, sight."

Outside, the technicians finish their repairs, then leave via jetpacks.

Component A: 30/50

Component B: 30/50

+3,000 HP to Split!

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Action 1/3

Starfall Sync: 46/50

I perform a spot check, seeing if I can find the Godmodder with this and letting someone else Comb Rave.

You think you can find the Godmodder with a spot check?

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Post III

I fire The Stinger at the Mane Armor.

Me and Biumbra then do a collective effort to seize Die's hat before he leaves.

Ink Timore 5/8

Cerebedust 5/6

Psiichip && Indigo Flames

Umbral Ultımatum 40/50

1 damage to the Mane Armor!

You take Die's Hat!

Psiichip && Indigo Flames = Indigo Psiichip (Level 5: 1/6)

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I hug K4yne Jr. "You need to do something for me, okay? You got to go with robo me and get to a safe place. Pretty soonish everything goes to ashes, and i don't want anything to happen to you. I'll get you and robo me back later once everythings over, and then we'll move to one of our mansions. You can make up if it will be the giant green one on this photo or the one i myself haven't seen yet. Just be a good boy okay?"

K4yne Jr. makes some strange sad noises as i bid him farewell. Robo-Me takes him and flies away as far as he can. "He'll be alright. He will be alright."

I randomly (over)heal a random player.

After making sure that MAH BOI is far enough away, i take the time to catch a deep breath.

"Now is the time, Herr Doktor."

I then go through the same painful procedure i went through during the Battle of Armies^tm, namely i turn back into my Burnt!form. This has no gameplay effect in the traditional sense, seeing as last time i was the heart of my army, but it allows me to make more interesting attacks unless you give me combat bonuses out of your own free will which is appreciated.

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No Joke
UBER: 12 Charges
Ubercharge, Kritz, Wither, Joker Gas, MMMPH

+5 HP to engie!

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I find your lack of post disturbing.

ಠ_ಠ

The Consciousness uses The Crystal, healing Split, Abathur, and Sanic Hegehog for +10,000 HP!

Nothing else happens. The sun continues to climb up the sky. It's almost noon now, yet the sky's red hues are merely intensifying in hue... What's going on here? Even though the sun's high in the sky, the air feels cold and unnatural. Something's coming. Something big.

The Itinerary:

> All: Good luck.

Armageddon Hill:

IMPETUS COMB METER: ======================================== 3,209,500/8,000,000. (Gains +500,000/turn.)
Current Impetus Comb: 12

The_Serpent: [PG] HP: 25/20.
ProofofconcepT: [PG] HP: 20/20.

Fseftr: [N] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
ManiacMasteR: [N] HP: 25/25.
engie_ninja: [N] HP: 30/25.
K4yne: [N] HP: 25/25.
The_Idea_Modpack_Mod_Man: [N] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
5l1n65h07: [N] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.

Split: [N] HP: 151,500/250,000. Weapon Mode: Contrivance. Temporal Piano: II Organ Grinder: II Anthem: II

Magnificent Manes Men's Hairborn Club: [N] HP: 50,000/50,000. (x3.) Magnificent Mane: 100,000/100,000 HP. Mane Armor: 5.

Abathur: [AG] HP: 80,000/80,000. Hidden: 70%. Symbiotes: 30,000/30,000 HP. (x2.) Locusts: 5,000/5,000 HP. (x3.)

The Consciousness: [AG] HP: 150,000/150,000. Spires: 25,000/25,000 HP. (x6.) Symbiote Shield: 10,000/10,000 HP. Enderman Souls: 500/500 HP. (x23.) The Eye: III The Hand: III The Crystal: III

Sanic Hegehog: [AG] HP: 160,000/160,000.

Spire Repair Droid: [AG] HP: 20,000/20,000. Symbiote Shield: 10,000/10,000 HP. Shielding the Consciousness' Spires.

Godmodder: [GM] HP: 1/125. Killstreak: 86.

The Spoils:

Sacred Items:

12 Hog Slop
19 Elf Tears
9 Pie Filling
10 Weasel Snot

EDIT: Do'h! TWINJA'D!!!

((There's a problem with your reasoning erelye. Very simply put, making the elder gods immune to the universal reboots completely breaks every single multiversal mechanic in DTG, not to mention the power scale, on a massive level. Especially since multiple different universes have separate ideas of space and time, or chaos, or wrongdoing. Which means that NONE of those are multiversal constants. They can't be the cosmic backgrounds to all existence, because they have been killed in; a.fanfics, b.parodies, c.tabletop games, and so on and so forth. If any of the following have been perpetuated in any form of fiction not based on DTG, it is possible within the confines of DTG out in the multiverse.

They aren't the underlying concepts. They are the physical embodiments of said concepts within a given universe. Killing them would seriously disrupt the universe they hail from, and nothing more, and even then only because of the way in which Lovecraft set up his 'verse.

The fact that we murdered Cthulhu with small arms fire, that Dimentio is a multiversal level threat, that there can be multiple versions of a person without breaking reality, and numerous other things stand to iterate: the power scale is not defined by any given universe.

Two more things that are rather small; Eric as never beaten those elder gods. The Void Oracle, whose power (among those not listed in my ridiculously overpowered characters of Eternis level and above) is overshadowed only by the secret of the void and similar, and being the void oracle, he has most of the Void feeding into his psychic vision, which would let him pinpoint things.

Also, Eric's far older than Kalare is. Eric's tens of thousands of years old, as has already been stated.

And no, I'm not arguing this out of spite. Aside from the fact that you're trying to use things that have been rendered moot by earlier rulings on the power scale, you've basically got complete control over the elder gods. Giving them that kind of power would be handing one person (in this case you) on a silver platter.

@net: Please refrain from trying to get responses from my characters. Carrot's okay, but I'm keeping Vetinari out of the limelight for a reason. I've been tired lately, and I wouldn't do him justice in any form. Also, Leonard of Quirm was not one of the people that survived to make it to the TARDIS. If he survived, he's somewhere else, just saying.))

It isn't paranoia.

It's personal experience.

Eric turns to Blue.

I was going to hold it once we could get everyone together, but since a number more people gathered than I think are interested in the job offer, he glances at Erelye, I think it shall have to be postponed until we can clear a few people out.

He turns around as ire rushes through the doors to try and attack the animatronic, only to be blasted aside by Hank, wielding a force gun.

What have we said about not starting fights in here?

Animatronics may be dangerous, but that just means he's in good company.

I think the rest of us are a fair bit more dangerous.

Carrot looks at the Argus drone (and since I suck at dialogue anyways and am drawing an unusually bad blank, I'm not going to try to do more than describe his reaction) and expresses his confusion about what the Argus drone is talking about. He's not sure what Hex has to do with it, or who this Leonard of Quirm is.

((I hate to argue this any further, Piono, but you can't really complain about Erelye's horrorterrors being overpowered and too much for one character when you have the OP King, Eternis, the Void Oracle, rapture!Piono, and most importantly, the freaking Author to use. And who even said Erelye had full control over the Gods? In the future, take this to the Forge.))

Piono: This is the reconstituted Disc. Not yours.

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nothingtoseehere

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Carrot looks at the Argus drone (and since I suck at dialogue anyways and am drawing an unusually bad blank, I'm not going to try to do more than describe his reaction) and expresses his confusion about what the Argus drone is talking about. He's not sure what Hex has to do with it, or who this Leonard of Quirm is.

((Dear Piono: Everyone knows who Leonard of Quirm is. Carrot DEFINITELY knows who Leonard of Quirm is. See...I believe Men At Arms. The one with Cuddy, and the Gonne. Leonard's name came up, and Carrot didn't go "Who is that?" if memory serves. I mean, he's the most famous inventor on the Disc, ever. Geez. Know your canon. And it's. Spelled. HEX. And that wasn't even directed at Carrot. It was, as I have said, directed at an alternate Vetinari. But yes, Discworld dialogue is hard.))

((EDIT: That doesn't even CONSIDER The Last Hero, which heavily involved Leonard and Carrot in proximity. Or so I hear, not having actually read that particular one. Can't find it on Amazon. But they were in the same spaceship.))

...Seriously, Eric. Not even bothering with secondhand warnings and possible conspiracy, just up and deciding that Erelye's a total threat to everyone on the TARDIS. Or at least a liability. Wonderful. It's not even him in the flesh, it's a hologram.

you forgot to quote my post, twin.

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