((I did not intend that post to be so long. But thanks. Oh, and five points (not internet points, just points) to whoever can guess who the Wanderer is.))
I grip Chorus Bellum and send it high into the air. The powerful defensive fortifications of the Piano Key element, surpassed by no other element, are the only hope to stall out the tide here. Reinforcements MUST arrive. I don't care who, but we've gotta hold the line. Piano keys spew out of the fork like no tomorrow, spewing everywhere, forming a formidable defensive fortification, protecting several random players, including Split, from all harm this turn. To keep the Incarnate slightly more distracted, this fortification includes powerful Piano Key Cannons, which will shoot very large and view-obstructing Piano Keys that I enchanted to be impossible to see through. There's no way this thing could ever really hold up for long against the Incarnate, but distracting it and forcing it to target other things will hopefully see this turn through at least.
To everyone, and especially Talist: yes, no attacks will go through this turn. Honestly I thought that would have been somewhat obvious, as the Incarnate has the most HP out of any entity in the game thus far to the best of my knowledge and the same thing happened in DTG1's final battle. But I don't appreciate Netpatham blabbing about it either. That was something I had intended to reveal on my own.
Also: if you want to reuse an attack you would have done this turn, you can do so next turn.
*an infinitude of Argus's ships deploy, attempting to stop the Moon*
*and the Doom Bullets*
I poke the Incarnate.
...Crap.
The Eclipse exerts a massive gravitational pull on the infinitude of ships, pulling them all into the inferno! All the ships are knocked into many pieces, and the whole thing serves to only add to the Eclipse's mass!
PIT REALIZES THAT EVERYTHING'S GONE TO [SERIOUSLY] (3/3 Panics Left):
???: 28/50
Appropriate Music:
I, in a state of panic, return to Proof.
"Advantages of divinity: very fast teleporting."
I calm down a bit.
"It's really gone to the fan now, Proof. The Godmodder's just tried to destroy the entire universe. This is real serious business now, Proof. I don't think it's even possible to work for him now. Proof, it's time to panic. True apocalypse is upon us. YOU HAVE NO MORE TIME TO BE ON THE BAD GUYS' SIDE. THE UNIVERSE AND POSSIBLY REALITY ITSELF HAS BEEN THREATENED. HELP. IT'S NOT WORTH ALL THE DEATH."
I return to the battlefield, ready to stare down all that is ready.
(SUGGESTED STRATEGY: Try to attack, but mainly Hold The Line until the reinforcements enter. Then unleash all.)
The Godmodder laughs as you talk to Proof! The Incarnate glares down at you, its eyes shining and creating beams of light that seem to slightly melt the ground you stand on... The Godmodder's voice is amplified through the Incarnate's speakers!
GODMODDER: I don't even have a use for Pro-Godmodders anymore!
GODMODDER: Allies, enemies, alignments... What good are they?
GODMODDER: Now I understand the neutral's point of view...
GODMODDER: I suppose I'll keep my Pro-Godmodders out of spirit, though!
I use the konami code activator, then call on every single character in all of fiction to lend me their power! I use this power to literally rain pure death on The Incarnate!
The Konami Code has already been used here on GodCraft!
Every single character from fiction charges at the Incarnate and then bounces off of its armor! The Incarnate raises its right hand and then sears all of them with lightning, sending them all back where they came from! The Godmodder then absorbs the death and becomes stronger, feeding it into his innate oblivion energies!
I pull out the Megaphone of Ultimate Armor Piercing and ask a literal Armor Piercing question: RICHARD? WHY IS YOUR BEARD GOING THROUGH YOUR EYE? THAT DOESN'T SEEM SANITARY! DO YOU NEED A DOCTOR TO LOOK AT THAT? OR PERHAPS A ROBOTICIST?
I watch the events of the storypost in awe and pants-wetting fear at the same time, before shaking myself as the final events unfold and the Incarnate appears. "Wow."
Getting myself out of the catatonic state I was in, I raise the Deus Ex Machina and write a law into its light. Sure, this may be a drop of hope in an infinite Red Sea of rage, and even a lv10 alchemy can't really even begin to measure up to the Incarnate, but even a drop of hope can inspire people to win. 'WE SHALL NOT LOSE.' The law I wrote coalesces into a Judgement, and its light begins to motivate the other players, snapping them out of their own awe, while at the same time weakening the Incarnate. After all, it looks much too powerful to simply crumble at a Judgement's light, and this Judgement is much weaker than regular Judgements by virtue of being created by a relatively low-level alchemy. (True Judgements would likely require something on the order of Level 500 to 1000, or even -1. But why am I saying this, the world's ending.)
The power of Deus Ex Machina boosts the next five attacks' power, making them minicrit! The Incarnate's unfathomable flames appear to be withstanding the solar energy of the Judgments...
"...Okay, 1*10^164. That actually is quite a chunk of health. But hey. I'm not one to back down from a fight like this one."
I give a small smirk, then turn to the 4th wall, reach through it, reach through an empty void, through onward to a very specific thing. A gray hand, metal and crystal combined, grab the display showing the INCARNATE's health, and tear 4 zeroes off of the end. The number, having lost 4 zeroes, reduces to 1*10^160. result is that the damage bar that floats off of the INCARNATE is a MASSIVE one.
However, due to the nature of my attack, attacking again would not kill the INCARNATE, only reduce it to 1*10^156. Besides, knowing the Godmodder, he just came up with a defense against that kind of attack.
Out in space, the observing ETS Caliber watches the battle, TECHPIECE at the helm, when they receive a call from me.
"Gentlemen, it has been an honor. You might be tempted to pull out the popcorn and watch the battle. There's an issue, though. The Red Dragon is flying around, wrecking everything. Forget the protocol, you need to leave now. This is not up for discussion."
The moment the call ends, the entire ship has been dumped outside the universe, along with the rest of the fleet, taking the unfinished Dual-Component charge with it. Instantly, the entire crew are up in arms about the violation of protocol, demanding various things of TECHPIECE and calling their loved ones to report a false alarm. After about the 20th time someone criticizes my choice and demands to go back in, TECHPIECE finally snaps.
"ENOUGH! ENGIE MADE HIS CHOICE, AND WHETHER OR NOT YOU BELIEVE IN THE PROTOCOL, HE INVENTED IT! HE OUTRANKS IT! WE ARE NOT GOING BACK IN THERE, NO MATTER HOW MANY PEOPLE COMPLAIN!"
They fall silent, then somberly, slowly, the entire ship turns to fly away from the edge of the rapidly deteriorating world.
Component A and B: OUT OF RANGE
Off in the deepest deep space, the supermassive goliath of a ship, known to most as the Mainframe, turns and rockets towards the edge of Godcraft. It has received a direct order from me.
"If the Red Dragon attempts to exit Minecraftia, DESTROY IT."
The Mainframe knows of the Red Dragon's power. It obeys my order for 2 reasons.
The first reason is that, should the Red Dragon escape unhindered, it would only go on to destroy other lands. That's bad for business.
The second reason is that, face the facts, the Red Dragon, despite it's power and size, is a being far smaller than a universe.
The Mainframe knows of the Red Dragon's power.
It knows of it's own power.
The Mainframe would destroy the Red Dragon in single combat with little effort if need be. (After all, the Red Dragon was sealed away rather easily, and is "only" about World sized. In comparison, the Mainframe is almost impossible to seal, and dwarfs universes tremendously.)
The only question is how quickly it can do it, and how much collateral damage it would cause in the process.
Seeing that what I have ordered has been done, I turn back to the INCARNATE.
Death is not an option for me.
Literally.
The Fourth Wall is all the way in the Void, and unless you're Dhalsim, I doubt your arms can stretch THAT far!
"(After all, the Red Dragon was sealed away rather easily, and is "only" about World sized. In comparison, the Mainframe is almost impossible to seal, and dwarfs universes tremendously.)"
I think you missed the part about the Red Dragon having infinite size.
I raise the Voxwands and summon an immense, epic, truly godlike computer voice chorus. The voices of Microsoft Mike, Microsoft Mary, Radar Overseer Scotty (Adult Male #1 American English), Adult Male #2 American English, Bacon (Adult Male #3 American English), Adult Male #4 American English, Adult Male #5 American English, Adult Male #6 American English, Adult Male #7 American English, Adult Male #8 American English, Adult Female #1 American English, Adult Female #2 American English, Male Whisper, Female Whisper, Robosoft 1, Robosoft 2, Robosoft 3, Robosoft 4, Robosoft 5, Robosoft 6, Microsoft Anna, L&H Michael, L&H Michelle, Microsoft David Desktop, Microsoft Hazel Desktop, Microsoft Zira Desktop, LEON, LOLA, MIRIAM, MEIKO, KAITO, Sweet Ann, Hatsune Miku, Kagamine Rin, Kagamine Len, Prima, Gackpoid/Kamui Gakupo, Megurine Luka, Megpoid/Gumi, SONiKA, SF-A2 Miki, Kaai Yuki, Hiyama Kiyoteru, Big Al, Tonio, Lily, VY1, Ryuto/Gachapoid, Nekomura Iroha, Utatane Piko, VY2, Mew, SeeU, Tone Rion, Oliver, CUL, Yuzuki Yukari, Bruno, Clara, IA, Aoki Lapis, Luo Tianyi, Galaco, MAYU, Avanna, WIL, KYO, YUU, Yan He, YOHIOloid, MAIKA, Merli, Macne Nana, Kokone, Anon, Kanon, v flower, Tohoku Zunko, Rana, Chika, Xin Hua, Cyber Diva and (you thought I forgot this didn't you) Microsoft Sam sing and rap epic battle music, causing many attacks to mini-crit!
The next five attacks will minicrit as well! You boost everyone's spirits even higher with your divine chorus!
I put a finger to my forehead, I try to isolate my mind against the tidal wave of rage from the Red Dragon. Sure, the rage has been twice diluted on reaching me, but infinity divided by anything is still infinity (except maybe 0). Its awakening finally allowed all the fury and pain that for eons had thrashed and fought against its cage. It wanted nothing more and nothing less than to inflict true oblivion on any and every thing it could. I had some amount of control over the links that brought in this fury, so I could try and close the floodgates. Wilson, on the other hand...
Well then. Shall we rock and/or roll? Lets do this. Let us truly see if we can beat the Red Dragon. How funny it would come up earlier. Will our fishing boat do anything to the beast that lurks beyond our imagination? Only one way to find out.
The Incarnate might have a counter attack. And, if Twin wants us to use creativity any time, it just might be now. Seems like rather than break down the towering mech, going after its pilot would be easier. However, the cockpit is "indestructible" so maybe we can get at the communications equipment and try to break down the Godmodder's mind some more. But still, in terms of scale, Scratch had it better. Sorry. As did Dimentio, really. Or at least they were equal.
Real Action:
I was going to attack, but apparently that's not going to work. So, time for buffs!
In a very distant group of constellations, in a nod to my own map, a certain overseer watches the battle unfold.
Stupid, wasted world... That Dragon has the right idea, but destroying the entire planet is overkill and counterproductive. Hm. Fine. I suppose they can have my help. But I still want them to burn, just not their world. That, is too precious.
He pulls a few of the stars off the constellations and sends them streaking towards Godcraft like fireworks, all empowered with the strength of the night sky. Nothing happens right now, but they'll arrive on my first post during the turn after next.
I pull out a Potion of Zeus, Potion of Kitsune II, Potion of Critmist, Potion of Flares, Potion of Charring, Potion of Oblivion, and Potion of Temperature of the Emporium because I want those.
The Silicon SteamPunker &&& Bottled Hosi Fire &&& battery = Blinding Light 9/11
Bottled Hosi Fire &&& The Sparker (Wilson's level 8 weapon) = The Lightning Round DONE
Also, everything we type up here has a good chance of making it into the webcomic? Wow... I better write well, I suppose. Snip
I fail to see how Scratch had it better than what the Godmodder has now. All Scratch did was permakill you all and then create a machine that only nearly summoned the Employer near you all (and it was the Godmodder who disabled it!). The Godmodder is in the process of destroying Minecraftia as we speak, and has the help of the most powerful thing in the universe.
Are you saying you want the Godmodder to do what Scratch did and kill all of you instantly? Because that could be arranged...
THE LIGHTNING ROUND: A set of vulpine claws that flicker with white, gold, and black color. They excel at using electrically charged energy, and their lightning rivals divine powers, energized with the souls of kitsune. They can also manipulate gravity and create holograms of kitsune that function identically to the real thing, thanks to the portion of a kitsune soul inside of the claws.
Okay, okay, stop for a minute and think. Maybe, just maybe, now is the time. The time for SCIENCE! Let me go through everything, maybe i can think something up.
SCIENCE! in Progress
Let's get the most obvious thing out of the way. The Godmodder has applied himself with the power of a dragon. He used this power to build a mech from materials all over the world of Godcraft. What exactly can we learn from these things?
First, he yet again is in cahoooooooots with some form of being. He did this before, with himself and others. This means first and foremost that he now knows that he himself alone is a good for nothing wannabe. Think about it: Someone who has to consistently rely on other people instead of himself and still boasts like it was his own power? Grade A Inferiority Superiority Complex. It was really not necessary to build a frickin' mech now with his newfound power. He needs to see a therapist. Too bad i am a surgeon.
Now about the dragon. It currently soars around everywhere at an alarming speed. It's presence can be felt everywhere, and when you have to live alongside spectres and secretaries you pick up some form of aura recognition, which allows me to pinpoint the dragons aura everywhere. No matter how strong it will be, not everyone can actually feel it. Maybe if it'd turn up the heat but that'd be cheating.
Anyway, the dragon must be sort of energy being. Thinking about it, it must be possible to somehow contain the entire dragon in a sort of battery. Too bad that there is no battery that holds so much power, and Notch probably didn't hid one in Minecraft 2.0. Too [BEEP] bad.
Then there is the mech itself. A thing like this is probably invulnerable to every form of attack. Well, almost. I don't have enough data to confirm how invulnerable it is, and there is only one thing i can do to find out....
But the actually useful thing we need to know that the Godmooder is weak, in terms mind as well as body! Why would he need outside help anyway if he's supposed to be a Godmodder? Like a LOSER! Like a LOSER! Like a LOOOSER! Like a LOSER! (I start doing a silly dance, keeping the chant for a little longer. This is an incredibly silly sight, as i am still a Burnt, and all the body horror of my current form doesn't help this sequences case.)
I, for reasons of science, bomb the legs of the Incarnate.
I try convince Microsoft to buy the minecraft license and to create an completely different game with an code in C which would be called minecrosoft and which would be 1000 times less buggy and incomparably more optimized and with better graphics so that everyone stops worrying about minecraft since it is obsolete and minecrosoft would be ridiculously secured compared to minecraft since microsoft programmers are incomparably more competent(it is the sad truth but whatever you say the coders of minecraft are bad or are really sabotaging since at every version it lags 50 times more and adding an content similar to the one of the extensions with mods lags less meaning that they are really coding awfully).
Then I point out in godcraft that "ALL: attack the incarnate" means that it is also the objective of the red dragon and of the godmodder and of the Incarnate and so that it should punch itself and that the godmodder should be using his data destroying attacks on the Incarnate(Since minecraft universes are nothing more than data on hard drives).
I would question you about why you didn't provide any sort of projected result for the above three alchemies, but I don't really think it is necessary or even important, given your preoccupation. The apocalypse is of far more import than my final alchemical whims. Also, unless I'm horribly mistaken, they are all level five alchemies titled (Troll Blood Color) Psionic Diffuser.
I stand in pure awe of the moment itself, dropping any other unneeded lines of thought in the moment. Perhaps the Mate could come sooner. I'm really saying something if I think Binary would be better than this. Anyhow, I suppose we just levy our most powerful attacks at this thing, or prepare for defensive actions. Quite frankly, I'd rather have the defense right now. I see no reason to hold back anything anymore. As such, I raise a hand upwards, myriad amethyst energy pluming off of it towards a variety of extraneous locales, primarily those of empty spacetime. My eyes begin to glow with violet light, pulsing and vacillating rapidly between a variety of shades of purple, blue, and octarine, seemingly forming twin pulsars of unadulterated purple infinity. You weren't joking about when you said I had beaten the most powerful split personalities known to history just before the Tricksters and Grimdark initiated in Strife, were you. But, I'd rather not get killed for trapping somebody's sister in an Eternity Loop. I manipulate my fingers in an unusually esoteric fashion, and pulsating, ever-shifting orbs of multicolored mauve energy appear out of nowhere, emitting the occasional bursts of Flux-based lightning in random directions. With slight bits more of energy input, tendrils of arcane energy form around me, arcing toward the nearest player as well, regardless of alignment, at this point. Apparent maelstroms of amethyst magics swarm about the area, swiftly fusing and shifting into almost incomprehensibly dense auric shields around myself and the aforementioned nearest player. Shattered webworks of energy they may be, they will hopefully be somewhat helpful in trying to negate the unfathomable power of the Red Dragon and its oddly free-willed ally directed into oblivion-dripping attacks of chaotic corruption and destruction. In moments, an amethyst aura surrounds me, and fuels my actions, granting as much power as possible to the shields. Suddenly, spikes of pure arcane energy erupt from the ground, pulsating and twisting in a seemingly plasmic fashion. The spikes curve upwards, making tent-shaped shields of pure muticolored violet. Pure energy seems to flow around each spike, slowly making an indentation into reality, which is further exploited for utilization in shielding, to make the people within nigh-impossible to strike with just brute force. Afterwards, tendrils of plasmic energy circle the shields, filling in every crack, opening, or aperture conceivable.
The red tendrils of the Incarnate's energy streak down to your position, circling around your amethyst aura... They don't attempt to break it, but merely encircle it, causing a large amount of heat and chaotic energy to form around the area that creates cracks along the ground. Your shield starts to bubble and fizz, turning liquid and then glitching back into a solid, then glitching back into nonexistence... The Godmodder appears to be writing your shield out of existence! After several seconds, your shield blips into pure corruption and disappears entirely!
Lothyra: "Okay. I was expecting something impressive. But a giant Jaeger? That takes the cake."
She turns to all the players.
Lothyra: "Guys. We need to work together. No infighting. We aren't guaranteed a happy ending anymore."
She turns to the Planet Express Crew.
Lothyra: "Fry, Amy, and Leela. You're our airforce. You are the ones with the most freedom of attack. You're the ones who will distract the Incarnate. Farnsworth and Bender, you're the ones with all the firepower. And Zoidberg, your role is the most important one of all. You make sure that everyone doesn't die. Because respawns are disabled. Now, your first task is to analyze the Incarnate's weaknesses until reinforcements show up. HAL will help you with that."
She opens the Bag of Holding a little bit to allow for communications with HAL.
Y3s. 1 w1ll b3 pr0c3ss1ng th3 data ab0ut th3 1ncarat3. H0w3v3r, 1t 1s Fry, Amy, and L33la's j0b t0 gather sa1d data. 1 r3c0mm3d gath3r1ng 1n th3 Plan3t 3xpr3ss Sh1p, wh1ch has a pr0t3ct1v3 f0rc3f13ld.
Fry, Amy, and Leela head into the Planet Express Ship 3.0 (Amy brings her hoverboard). The ship's engines activate, and it rockets off towards the Incarnate.
Farnsworth: "Fortunately, I've brought my personal-vehicular rollback device. If the Planet Express Ship is destroyed, or anyone dies, but our HP bar still has not hit zero, we'll be revived, and the Ship will come back as well."
The Planet Express Ship 3.0 flies around the Incarnate like a fly (or those biplanes from King Kong). It tests the Incarnate's armor by firing a laser barrage. If the Incarnate retaliates, the Planet Express Ship does a dimensional jump. Zoidberg overheals Lothyra ((Gutza)) with Universal Power.
The Incarnate laughs maniacally, its shoulder opening up and revealing an array of Antimatter Buster Stations! Or at least, what looks like them... These look like something much more devastating: missiles packed with the pure power of the Red Dragon! Several fire at the Planet Express Ship and knock it out of the sky, scrambling its dimensional jump systems! The Godmodder glares at the Planet Express Crew and teleports them out of the ship, causing them to all hover in the air! He raisies the Incarnate's right hand and teleports the Crew away!
They all spontaneously appear on the TARDIS!
IAC-FR: A nanogel rifle that superheats air into pure plasma and then augments it with the power of antimatter. It can take the antimatter stored inside of Antimatter Canisters and inject it into the plasma bolts the weapon fires, coating them in antimatter and allowing the antimatter to detonate right before the plasma hits its target, annihilating and creating an explosion the size of a weak tactical nuke.
Godammit Twin stop destroying the universe before I do. This will still be a massive AoE attack, but please retarget it and all of the awesome flavor text at the Eclipse, pushing it forward and reducing the turn count we have. If this is impossible, just retarget it at the Incarnate.
The Eclipse is... no! Come on! Nghh... Ugh. It's pushed forward thanks to the superpowered chaos of your attack. The Godmodder stares in wonder at the fact that you were able to shave an entire day off of the countdown...
Yea, I think your right pit... But how to stop him...
Stares at the mask...
wait a minute... If tingle was the mask... That means...
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I throw the mask at the mecha, and as if guided by fate, it lands straight on his face, and then
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Nothing happens
The godmodder starts laughing
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WOULD YOU STOP USING THOSE PERIODS, ITS GETTING ON MY NERVES.
Me: Wait a minute
Tingle: ...
(I couldn't get colors to work on this editor to save my life)
The Incarnate creates a metal mask around its head so that it has no visible face! Since the Incarnate already has a mask, Majora's Mask can't go on it, so it falls to bedrock uselessly.
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: $338, why not keep track
Battlefield: No real point in attacking, so I cover myself and as many other AG and N players as possible with the Bulletesseract.
+2 to Wilson, why not keep doing it
Leftovers AND Focus Sash AND Life Orb AND Charm AND Azure Essence 7/11
Erelye Doll AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 7/11
Map of the Multiverse AND Twitch Logo AND Tablet AND Azure Essence 2/11
The Godmodder counters the defense by raising implications about having a defensive item related to the fourth dimension, and how using and misusing fourth-dimensional technology could end up leading to dimensional anomalies and full-blown catastrophe! On this principle, the Bulletesseract malfunctions and seals the entire area it encapsulates into a hole in the fourth dimension!
I seem to glow with what looks like a rainbow aura, and one could hear faint airhorn blasts coming from somewhere. I open my eyes in a dramatic fashion, and unleash the pure essence...of MLG.
"...FOR REAL, SON!"
All heck breaks loose. Again. The Incarnate's ears are bombarded with annoying little kids and CoD fans yelling things like "OOH BABY A TRIPLE!" "GET NOSCOPED!" "OMG THIS IS JUST LIKE THE OTHER DAY!" Torrents of Mountain Dew flood the area around the Incarnate and burn it's/his/xe's skin like an acid. A literal hurricane of Doritos fly out of my hand and, in a fiery spectacle, soar around the Incarnate before embedding themselves in his face. I then take out an ENORMOUS sniper rifle, and unleash the Barrage of One Million Quickscopers, before ending it by drawing a giant glowing triangle in the sky, making a circle in the center, and say in a robotic voice...
"The whole time I knew. It should have been obvious. The computer hacking, trying to destroy the universe...The GM-no, the Incarnate-can only be one thing..."
A dramatic pause...
"GODMODDER IS ILLUMINATI CONFIRMED!"
The triangle shines as bright as a super nova before exploding with the force of one, dousing the Incarnate in the essence of MLG while not harming my teammates, because teamkilling is for scrublords. As the aura dissipates, I look around and smile.
"Get rekt noob."
The Incarnate has ragnarok-grade metallic earmuffs! The Godmodder's left arm, normally a stump, is split into two, a column of red energy being expelled from it! The energy takes the form of the largest sniper rifle in existence, which fires at you and noscopes you in one shot, stopping the MLG madness before it even begins! Your head instantly reforms, however...
I raise Deus Ex Machina once again, privately hoping that the alchemy's namesake will occur soon. A ring of Correspondence symbols forms around it and begins rotating, faster and faster. Another forms around the first, before I whirl the cane and toss the ring of symbols at Build. They land around him, floating in the air, and blaze with a gold-green light, empowering his link to the Green Sun. Of course, this may be a stopgap measure, but I think he needs all the help he can get.
Next, I raise True Crystallum, the Staff flashing in and setting it to Mage Mode. Time for a stress-test of these enhancements. The cartridges load, six sliding into the revolver chamber before I call, "Load cartridge, one shot!" Crystallum, seemingly feeling like a reference herself, responds "Jawohl!", one cartridge of compressed magic firing off and causing the staff to faintly warm up from its stored power. I point the staff at the Incarnate, a massive magic circle springing up around my feet. A ball of incredibly compressed magic builds at the end of the staff, more swirling in from the ambient magic in the air as the turbine boost system spins up. In the last moment before the magic is released, I call "Mage's Buster, Destruction Shift! FIRE!" A lance of purple magic, easily a foot in radius and rod-straight with the sheer power contained within, rockets at the Incarnate and impacts with an explosion of irresistible force. Well, normally irresistible at least.
Full Drive 7/10.
MYSTIC FOCUSER: A thaumic crystal that can focus magical energy into a refined and concentrated form.
Thanks! Hopefully this helps...
The Incarnate stands perfectly still and lets the lance of magic fire! Purple lightning crackles all around the Incarnate as the magic is absorbed into its frame... The mech pulsates with a purple aura, and then the cavity in the middle of its chest begins to glow a dull orchid... Everyone quickly runs out of the way as a devastating beam of raw destruction, a heavily amplified form of your own attack, cuts through the world's surface!
Biumbra teleports into V's private pocket dimension, finding the halflander holding a spray bottle labeled with a picture of what appears to be a purple cyclopean woodlouse held in chains.
U2: The excrement haz hit the whirlybird!!
V: Yeah. There are much more of them than last season. Grab a spray can, and help me keep them out!
U2: It"z not the endermitez. It"z Rick. He"z back!!
V: Rick?
U2: Yez, Rick!! And he haz zome zort of herobrine thing going on. And he alzo haz zummoned zome kind of primeval horror that haz begun wrecking placez. And he haz conztructed himzelf a human robot.
I give Biumbra an intense staredown before escaping to the side, and leaping out of the pocket dimension. Gazing upon Incarnate, I throw down my hat in disgust, rapidly grabbing it before it lands onto the flaming ground. I then run over to the Alchemiter taking out the Cerebredust, a pendant depicting the Eye of Providence and a small nugget of gold.
Eye of Providence Pendant && Cerebredust && Gold Nugget
V: It doesn't wok. Rick...
Whorp!
I rapidly throw the can of Anti-Endermite Spray™ at Incarnate before teleporting back into the Pocket dimension, finding Biumbra trying to drown several Endermites in ink.
V: You're right. It's a [G0RILLA] inferno out there. Rick has also sabotaged the Alchemiter.
I pick up the blueprint for a Portable Soul Manipulator (name not final, looking onto the picture of an Eye of Providence Pendant in the corner. The pendant's eye seems to be on fire, the fire having been covered in small black dots of ink representing Nightmare Fuel.
V: That is the most powerful component of them all. And guess when the Alchemiter was sabotaged.
U2: That can"t be good. But if you can"t make more alchemiez, you"ll have to rely on the onez that you already have.
V: And if there's an inferno raging out there, you have to extinguish it.
I take out a Name Tag that I took from The Renamer, and run over to what appears to be a small, turquoise, spiked mini-mecha with a duo of cannons protruding from it's shoulders. I place the Name tag onto the surface of the mini-mecha, take out a Scribe's Wand, and hope for the best.
Ψ-Mech Mk. A >=Renamer=< The Extinguisher
-Mech Mk. A >=Renamer=< The Extinguisher
V: Biumbra, I have a task for you.
U2: What??
V: There's a place. They give out free potions. There's one that could probably help me.
U2: I have heard about it.
Wwhorp!!
Biumbra appears in the Alchemy Emporium, looking around for a shopkeeper before grabbing a Splash Potion of Aquaphobia and a Potion of Imagination II
Ink Timore 7/8
Indigo Psiichip 3/6
Talist, is anyone currently in the Emporium? Could you describe the place?
Maniac, do you also have a character named Umbra?
You don't throw it far enough, so the can falls to the ground and does nothing!
You can't use the Alchemiter, but you can rename your alchemies manually! So that's what you do.
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: $340
Battlefield: I give both Build and Split some lapis armour, which just happen to feature a large HMASBC logo.
+2 to Wilson
Leftovers AND Focus Sash AND Life Orb AND Charm AND Azure Essence 8/11
Erelye Doll AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 8/11
Map of the Multiverse AND Twitch Logo AND Tablet AND Azure Essence 3/11
Leela : "Oh lord. How do damage it? Wait. The dimensional jump! We could use it to ignore his armor entirely. Wait. Now that I've said that he probably heard about it."
Fry: "Well I still have that time resetter from the time we got engaged ((That was the second series finale. Just so Twin knows.))."
Amy: "And Farnsworth said that he modified it to go back in time any number of seconds before a minute. We could use it and only the user will know about our discoveries!"
Fry hands Leela the Time Button from "Meanwhile." She uses it to travel back to right before she came up with the idea. Her past self is replaced by the time traveling version. Assume that the Time Button works just like John's retcon powers.
Leela: "I think I know. But I'm not telling anyone. Now, time to blow some space rocks to smithereens."
Lothyra (from a communications channel): "Don't do that. The rocks will just split apart and cause multiple, still devastating explosions. That's why nuking an asteroid like in Armageddon doesn't work. You're turning a rifle bullet into a shotgun blast."
Jeb: "Actually do blow them up."
Lothyra: "Jeb? You can contact us?"
Jeb: "Yeah. I'm using HAL as a proxy. Now, let me explain. The reason why you should turn one big blast into a bunch of smaller ones is because we want to prevent the bedrock from cracking even more. It can handle multiple, spread-out blasts, but a large force concentrated on a single point will damage it. Think of it as a bed of nails. One nail will pierce your skin, but a ton of them spread the force of your weight out evenly."
Lothyra: "Huh. I actually didn't think of that. Well, thanks Jeb."
Jeb: "You're welcome, Loth."
Leela then flies up into the sky and fires a laser barrage at various meteorites. Fry also fires the turret at them.
Back at Apocalypse Hill, Farnsworth hammerspaces a device.
Farnsworth: "I will now activate this force shield generator that a built a while ago."
Bender (speaking Gru from Despicable Me's accent): "I will now sit on the toilet."
He spawns it on the ground, hooks it up to a Mini Tokamak, and activates it. A stereotypical blue glowing shield surrounds Apocalypse Hill, protecting the players from attack. However, they can still head out and come back in. Think of it as giving all of the players a one-shot shield against an attack by the Incarnate. Zoidberg overheals another player already not overhealed with Universal Power. Bender drinks lots of beers. Lothyra and HAL are just looking at the Incarnate, observing its abilities and attack patterns, looking for vulnerabilities. Then TehEpicNinja9001 makes his MLG attack.
Lothyra: "There's one thing you forgot, Ninja."
She pulls out a blue-shard.
Lothyra: "Gotta go fast."
Oh god it's a Shard of Sanic. It suddenly flies out of her hands and rockets toward the Incarnate with Sanic speed.
Shard: "YOU'RE TOO SLOW!"
It starts circling the Incarnate at 0.9c, which is having trouble targeting the Shard.
Shard: "CUMON STEP IT UP!"
It them slams into the Incarnate's Godarm at relativistic speeds. A massive explosion infused with pure Sanic energies hits the Godarm. However, the shard is destroyed.
Almost the entire attack is rendered null because the Planet Express Crew is in the TARDIS!
The Shard blows up the instant it starts traveling at .9c, exploding in a massive fireball!
Ships start drifting in. Perhaps they are preparing something, but for the moment they stay cloaked in Improbability.
((I am now differentiating by first letter, just FYI.))
Message to the Anachron:
A>H3, we need to kill the Moon. Go. But try not to hit me or Build or Split. Or anyone else up there.
Message to the TARDIS:
A>Get the heck out of here, unless you want to die. Or are a Nevadian. Seriously, if you're not combat-capable against the primal force of destruction, you should not be here. This unit will stay here, and potentially pilot the ship should Bad Things Happen.
An Omega-Class Fabricator materializes inside the TARDIS. (Note that this does not mean a larger fabricator per se, but a better one. And this one is the top of the line.)
A>I really do appreciate time shenanigans speeding up production on these...
==Meanwhile, someplace the Red Dragon can't reach==
H2>>Good grief, the production is rushing on and it still looks like it might not be enough.
A>It's necessary.
A>There's an apocalypse going on, in case you hadn't noticed.
H +++Indeed. The Chances Of Success Are Marginal. However, There Is A Rincewind Running Around. He Tends To Inadvertently Resolve Everything He Comes Across By Running Away. It Might Work This Time As Well. Though, This Is Not His Home Universe We Are Talking About. And The Narrative Is Inactive. This Poses What One Might Call A Problem.+++
==On The Ground==
The Sano Concept Diffusers activate, passively healing all Players. They also have built-in HALI shielding. As in, the stuff I am about to elaborate upon.
Furthermore, all HALI arrays find players and shield them. As I have completely unreasonable amounts of them, and they are Solar-Powered, and magic, they should hold up.
A tendril of red energy teleports out of GodCraft and into the place the Red Dragon can't reach, thereby proving the Red Dragon can reach there. A shockwave of oblivion completely annihilates anything inside, bypassing all defenses that may be there, as the Red Dragon's presence grows to a size larger than GodCraft in mere seconds.
The Godmodder edits the NBT tags and all other data of the Sano Concept Diffusers, turning them into Perditio Concept Diffusers instead! They spread a ton of chaos around everyone, knocking everyone back! The Godmodder then focuses the raw power of GodCraft's current red sun on the HALI Arrays! Since hard-light is produced from actual sunlight, the magnitude of GodCraft's solar power overloads all of the HALI arrays and causes them to go supernova! This is pretty bad for everyone involved.
"Crap, I also forgot 420 Blaze It. Oh well, drugs are bad anyway."
I then proceed to play THE MOST EPIC BOSS MUSIC EVER
I then use the epic organs from the song to fire an organ blast at the Incarnate, then stab the Incarnate with exactly 186,234.75 rapiers. That had to hurt.
The Incarnate counteracts with even more obnoxious dubstep that blasts you away! All of the rapiers instantly break upon touching the Incarnate's armor!
My Action: I note that reinforcements cannot arrive until the Curse of Anti-Entity is dispelled (as reinforcements would be entities). I then point out that I just dispelled those curses because the Godmodder forgot to cast the Curse of Curse Removal to stop the dispelling of curses. Thus, reinforcements can now arrive.
EXOS Action: I teraport in my combat fleet, which consists of several dozen battleplates and innumerable battleships, all about 1000km from the mech. They are all armed with Weath Rays to punch through whatever the Incarnate uses for armor. The instant each ship arrives, it fires its Weath Ray into the Incarnate, punching into its armor, and through it to hit internal systems. After the initial volley, the battleships begin random-walking teraports to evade incoming return fire while continuing to fire secondary weapons through the holes in armor produced by the Weath Rays. The battleplates on the other hand, sit there and use super-heavy shielding to force the mech to fire at least its tertiary weapons to bring them down, and position themselves to act as a barrier to protect the Players from incoming fire (a few attacks on players are blocked by a literal wall of Battleplates). Note that these are not entities and should not be treated as such (besides, the mech will kill them quickly anyways).
At this point I'm convinced you're trying to be an asshole. The Curse of Anti-Entities can be dispelled if there is an outside force powerful enough to circumvent it (like another godmodder or the Godmodder himself), but none of you can! And none of you have the powers to dispel one of the Godmodder's curses! If I remember correctly, this isn't the first time you've tried to stop one of the Godmodder's curses and failed...
I wave my voidmetal staff and attempt to heal someone with low health.
Then I teleport straight at the mech, and pound the ground. The mech flies up into the air, as I unleash huge blasts of arcane energy. I then find a vulnerable section of the armor, and drive my dagger straight into the metal. I swiftly teleport away and run as it fires at me
I bandage myself to try and restore some health
+3 HP to omglolsguy!
The Incarnate is extremely heavy and won't be lifted into the air under any normal circumstances! Just in case, it flies up using its twin jets of flame. Said flames annihilate you and prevent you from finding any vulnerable sections. You regain +3 HP!
I pull out a small, unadorned flash drive and a slick metal tube. After finding a relatively flat spot, I set up the tube and plug the flash drive in, uploading the program of the original Nano Bot Swarm. A small collection of MK-Miner nanobots venture forth into the world to collect materials and bring them back to home base, which are then made into MK-Paladin nanobots. The home base makes millions of these little things all to serve as life bar extensions for a few players. Maybe they'll be able to take a hit. All these nanobots shouldn't be counted as entities.
My stuff:
Potion of Zeus, Potion of Kitsune II, Potion of Critmist, Potion of Flares, Potion of Charring, Potion of Oblivion, and Potion of Temperature.
The Silicon SteamPunker &&& Bottled Hosi Fire &&& battery = Blinding Light 10/11
The pain... wasting two alchemy slots... so... painful...
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.
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The nanobots stick around for a few seconds, but the Incarnate raises its right foot and stomps down on the bedrock, creating a shockwave of energy that pushes all of the nanobots away! What few remain are shot down by large arrays of railguns and laser cannons!
I take a potion of magic from the emporium and drink it.
I use the hard light gun to shield myself.
I charge at the godmodder, and he turns around to unleash his powers on me. After the smoke from the destruction clears, I am entirely gone. Little does he know that I teleported onto a cliff overlooking the bedrock. I pull out my trusty voidmetal staff and swing it around. As the dust clears, the staff flies out of my hand and impales the mech. I teleport back, and drive it deeper into the beast. The staff teleports back into my hand. My staff begins glowing, as I unleash a chain of attacks, and finish by walking the mech right in the head. You can hear the baseball bat sound from smash as it connects. The godmodder flies three feet. Your stronger than I thought...
You use the Hard-Light Gun and create a defensive shield around yourself!
I don't know if you really understand that the Godmodder is deep inside the Incarnate, controlling its movements.
I wait for Biumbra, at the same time cleaning The Extinguisher.
V: I really need to do something about all this ink.
V: Wait... I have an idea.
A small rift opens up above Incarnate's left eye, releasing a large amount of SCP-505-1 and several drowned endermite corpses onto the mech.
V then begins to scavenge his pocket dimension for potions.
Biumbra examines Kelpie's Blade and Spectra's Chestplate.
Ink Timore Complete!
Indigo Psiichip 4/6
Twin, could you please give me a list and description of all the potions that I have alchemized. The ones that I remember are the the Potions of Night, Honey, Restoration and Remodeling.
The eye glows brighter than the sun, shooting a laser of superheated plasma that vaporizes the SCP and the corpses!
KELPIE'S BLADE: A dull blue blade that radiates with a profound sense of justice and legendary energy. It can use a large amount of water magics in its attacks.
SPECTRA'S CHESTPLATE: A chestplate forged from dyed covenite, a special version of covenite that constantly changes colors and produces large amounts of light. It is rumored to never be the same color twice. It produces large amounts of color energy that can be used in attacks and provide good defense.
INK TIMORE: A set of ornate wands that closely resemble fountain pens. Ink is continually dripping down their tips. They have the power to spread a deadly type of ink nearly anywhere, and can create silhouettes from this ink of any creature or object that retain the powers of said objects.
Man, I'm in super try hard mode what with doing all three posts. Twin will be rewarding creative attacks, right? This might work. ULTIMATE HEARTHSTONE ATTACK DEFENCE, ACTIVATE!!!
(Note: in Hearthstone, most cards cost various amounts of mana to play. Not enough mana, can't play it. You can have a maximum of 10 mana at any given time and cannot have more than 2 of any card in your deck. But you can get more copies through other cards in game)
I play out 2 Armorsmiths, then play an Echo of Mideev I conveniently got from Nefarian last turn and for some reason the Incarnate counts as a mage. Echo of Mideev puts a copy of each minion you have in play into your hand. This means I have two Armorsmiths in hand. Then I pull the two I have on the board back into my hand with two Time Rewinders I just "happened" to get. The turn ends. I play Emperor Thaurusan and give him stealth with a Finicky Cloak Field I happened to have. This means he doesn't die at the end of the turn. And, every time you end your turn with Thaurusan in play, he reduces the mana cost of all cards in your hand by one. The next turn, I play all four of my Armorsmiths back out and play a Deathlord and an Unstable Ghoul. Normally, they would cost 2 mana each (3 for Deathlord), but Thaurusan reduced that to 1. Then, I play Coin + Bouncing Blade and madness happens. What an Armorsmith does is whenever an allied minion takes damage, it gives you 1 point of armor. And now Bouncing Blade deals 1 damage to a random minion. If that minion survives, it hits another random minion and so on until one dies. So thanks to having 4 Armorsmiths, whenever the blade deals damage, I gain 4 points of armor. And because everything else has been going so well, the Bouncing Blade works perfectly for me, setting all 7 of my minions to 1 HP before killing the Unstable Ghoul, which then explodes and kills all my other minions. Thus, I gain 128 armor. I share whatever is left with everyone else after the OP scale has had a slash at it.
My stuff:
Potion of Zeus, Potion of Kitsune II, Potion of Critmist, Potion of Flares, Potion of Charring, Potion of Oblivion, and Potion of Temperature.
The Silicon SteamPunker &&& Bottled Hosi Fire &&& battery = Blinding Light DONE
The pain... wasting two alchemy slots... so... painful...
@NinjaV: Technically, if you teleported to the Alchemy Emporium right now, you'd fall through the void and die because the building was demolished during this final battle. Right now, everything in the Alchemy Emporium is in Wilson's ender pouch. And Wilson himself is currently lying unconscious on the floor of the Tardis due to the rage of the Red Dragon's awakening. I have reasons planned for why exactly it hit him so hard that I honestly didn't think I'd have to use. But, consistency to the story I haven't even told yet is somewhat important. This is probably the most obscure foreshadowing I've done so far because I've referenced it only once before, nearly 10 months ago, and then you'd have to make some rather insane guesses. You can still take anything you like from the Emporium though.
Kelpie's Blade: A throwing knife infused with the powers of water and justice. Named after the legendary sea unicorn pokemon Keldeo which is named after a mythical creature called Kelpie. I think.
Spectra's Chestplate: Iron armor that arcs with flames of an endless number of colors, burning those who get close and protecting against attacks.
You and everyone else gains some considerable armor! The Godmodder uses ICU to control your actions and have you repeat this trick infinite times until you gain infinite armor points! All of these are shared with everyone, and they gain infinite armor points too! But, thanks to our friend the OP Scale, it all ends up rolling over to 0!
I stare upwards. Hm. Nope. Nope. Nope... Hmm. A fairly sizeable one, and it's actually a solid one this time... Eh, this'll have to do. A gray tendril rockets into the sky, unhindered by happenings around it, out into a space that hadn't even been generated. It forces through the formation of a tiny land, through impossibility, deep into the process of creation. And then, it waits. Slowly, surely, an entire planet generates around the end of the tendril. This planet, in particular, is exactly what I need it to be - solid, large, and expendable. Well, no, not really expendable. There's currently a population of over 12 billion humanoid creatures who were generated to live on it, but really, they were a casualty of war. The Red Dragon would have likely destroyed them had I not. The tendril spikes outwards, obtaining a firm grip on the planet, then curves to align it in a certain direction, and yanks hard. The planet, scratching the upper limit of solid planet sizes as it is, suddenly feels itself lurch. The tendril keeps pulling, dragging the planet out of it's orbit, so it should really be called a meteor now. It's one hell of a meteor. Dragged through an asteroid belt, that only becomes more true, as the ex-planet is pelted with more rocks, crashing down onto the surface. Thankfully, the indigenous creatures are killed quickly. They aren't going to be trying anything foolish. The meteor picks up speed, moving faster and faster, gaining momentum, gaining power. It smashes through so many other solid planets, which break apart and rapidly, through my manipulations, add to the mass. A few other populated ones do get in the way, but they're helpless, so they end up being destroyed too. Eh. Not large populations. 3 billion, 7 billion, 4.4 billion... Insignificant numbers compared to what's at stake. At the skies of Godcraft, anyone looking up will notice the ex-planet meteor come into view, unless they are 100% blind. There's not really an easy way to miss something that big. Funnily enough, a few vestiges of civilization can still be seen on the ruined meteor. A couple buildings, here and there. Some unlucky satellites. They all mean nothing at this point. Used, by a creature they could never hope to fully comprehend, in a war that nobody could ever hope to fully understand. I focus, intensely, guiding the meteor to where I want it to go. It enters the atmosphere, becoming a meteorite. This planet, through what it has been through, has become the single largest meteorite that ever existed. And it lands right on top of the INCARNATE.
GENOCIDE DUNK
Godcraft is dwarfed completely by the sheer size of my chosen meteorite. However, the former seems to be locked in place, so it does not move. Unfortunately for the Godmodder, moving the planet wasn't my intention. An enormous dust cloud kicks up where the planet-meteor-meteorite landed, obscuring the vision of all. Hmm. Actually, that may be problematic.
"Disperse."
That's better. The clouds clear out, revealing a supermassive hole, with the INCARNATE in the exact center. It does not look quite as pristine as it started off as. Why did it not fire on the meteor the moment it saw it? Quite simple. The gunnery jammed. I jammed it myself. With slam jams. Anyway, that's not the important part. The important part is, the INCARNATE has not come out of that attack sitting pretty in the slightest.
I, despite having been the closest one to my own attack, have not even been scratched by it.
Like I just said.
Death.
Is not.
An option.
For me.
The Incarnate sticks out both of its hands and causes the meteorite to become suspended in midair! It ends up being thrown into the middle of the Eclipse and adds to the apocalyptic abomination's already-incredible mass!
I turn my attention to the moon rocks, and with a majestic flick of the wrist, toss one piece of bacon at the sky.
But it is no ordinary bacon. It is...
The Baconborn.
*Skyrim music plays* Yes, it is the most amazing piece of bacon in the world. As it collides with the first moon rock, the rock crumbles to dust. The rocks behind it start crumbling, but not completely. I then eat the spare, normal piece of bacon in my pocket.
How can you throw a piece of bacon all the way into space?
I suddenly activate Cipher's Call, the triangular mark glowing with flickering blue flames occasionally. I proceed to watch as the triangle shows continuously vacillating images of the cosmos, from universe to universe, star to star, and supernova to supernova, and far beyond. Slowly, the very laws of reality seem to phase in and out of existence as the vision of the Triangle reaches ever further out into the infinity of existence, reft with many an anomaly. Time and space continually shift forwards at increasingly drastic rates as I adjust the triangle's sight, until I am peering billions of loä into the future, sight passing across all. As this has all been occurring, increasingly greater amounts of indigo-colored flames pour forth from the marking, spilling onto the floor. Immediately, the flames levitate into the air, forming intrinsically bound balls of blue fire, radiating the essence of the mind and of the dreamscape. With a thought, the flames all meld together into a singular indigo inferno of pure mental power, twisting and manipulating itself of its own accord, strange shapes seeming to form at the epicenter of the mental blaze. I proceed to enter the mindscape of the nearest allied player with the energies of these flames, appearing within a ring of flames. Immediately, I begin channeling the Mind within this mental landscape, my research over places of this sort granting me some sort of power boost in this regard. Now, my immediate reaction would ordinarily be to drain all memories of value from the place, but I'd rather not. That is not my assignment at the current moment. I snap my fingers, and an inconceivably large tank of Warded Glass appears directly before me, filled to the brim with pure Sensus essentia. I proceed to begin getting rid of the wards coating the glass, and the actual physical strength of its base components with the nigh-unlimited possibilities of the mindscape, before shattering the weakened glass. Upon exposure to air, the essentia immediately evaporates, leaving a large amount of gaseous Sensus at the top of the tank. With a thought, the remnants of this tank vaporize themselves. Sensus pours everywhere, energizing the mind of the person I entered with the enriching of the senses, permitting for faster actions and quicker movements for about an enquier, or perhaps an action alone. Regardless, I leave the mindscape in question, waking up. The indigo flames die down, and I watch as the person whose mind I affected utilizes the effect they have been given.
The next player's attack will crit as a result of this!
U2: It wazn't there. Wrecked. But I found the potion in a pocket dimenzion, along with many other potionz, a cheztplate, and a weird knife. I hope that it waz the right plaze. It felt zomehow.. recurzive, az if it waz inzide another pocket dimenzion. But who would do zuch a zilly thing??
Biumbra hands me the Potion of Aquaphobia.
V: Excellent. The mech is ready. But first, I'll see what I can do about the Alchemiter.
Whorp!
I examine the Alchemiter for any physical signs of the Curse. I then check if various components such as the Duplicator, Loom, Renamer or Potion Mixer still work.
I then look up towards the sky, where the Eclipse is meancingly descending onto Godcraft. I raise Shooting Star, concentrating my power at the Eclipse with the intent of slowing it down.
Indigo Psiichip 5/6
I had so many incomplete alchemy plans... It burns...
Nothing works...
The power of your staff doesn't even reach space...
Follow-up attack: One last Forge's Light Operandi! HEADSHOTx0!
...Oh who am I kidding. That won't do anything. But what about... THIS?
*nothing happens*
Or maybe... THIS!
*nothing happens*
...Hah! That was all just a decoy... when in reality, I can do... THIS!!!
*I wait a few seconds and then throw a rock at the mech*
The godmodder laughs at his former master's puny attempt to attack him. But it distracts the mech's defenses, hopefully opening the way for some creative attacks to succeed...
You're right, it doesn't! Just as before, you don't have enough power to throw the rock at the Incarnate, and it falls to bedrock uselessly!
>As Engie's planet moves, a fleet of Evacuation-Class Ships sweeps by each impacted planet and evacuates the populations. They are then deposited on a planet that is exactly like theirs but that doesn't have a population. Exactly, down to the most minor details. Quantum shenanigans.
A>Engie, really? That was not necessary, I can provide you with uninhabited planets to smash people with.
"Oh well, no harm no foul...Well, some fowl."
"Heh."
==Somewhere in the distance==
A planetary city detects a terrible, and terribly discriminatory pun. Thankfully, it misidentifies the speaker.
==Meanwhile, in the Moon debris==
A>Build, Split, if the Doom Bullets hit alone, would that cause a problem for the planet?
A>If not, I can wormhole them out and free up some energy.
N>"If we do it one chunk at a time, I bet we COULD just use the bits as projectile weapons..."
N>I launch a wormhole over the smallest Moon chunk and a single Doom Bullet, launching them into the Incarnate's eye.
Oh, N> was you? Wow, you could have made that a lot clearer. The smallest Moon chunk is the size of a button! You launch it at the Incarnate's Eye, but nothing happens! The Incarnate then turns its eyes at the Doom Bullet, incinerating it with the power of its all-encompassing gaze!
Lothyra: "Hmm. I'll use this for a "Reason You Suck Speech" later on.
Zoidberg overheals more players that aren't already overhealed. Leela fires an antimatter torpedo from the Planet Express Ship 3.0 at a large meteorite, while Fry blasts smaller ones with the Planet Express Ship 3.0's turret. Lothyra then realizes something.
Lothyra:: "HEY TWIN! YOU KNOW THAT IF WORST COMES TO WORST AND WE'RE ABOUT TO GET A GAME OVER, YOU DO HAVE THE DEUDLY MAGNUM!"
I begin to channel the energy of the nearest Artifact, evidently seeking to expedite whatever processes might occur in the course of my actions. My influence stretches beyond the entirety of the universe in an attempt to locate a singular Artifact. It is not entirely certain whether or not my difficultly arises from the lack of their existence in Universe C, or the fact that they have simply all been devoured by the force of Brine. $(*[email protected])#$(!&^$)!&*#)(!*&^$)!(*#&!_)(*$^&!)(&#^~!_)*&^#_!)&$_!)#*^$_!(*#^+~!)&#$)(!*^$_)(^_([email protected]^$%T_! )*@#&^_($*^!_)@(*&_~!()^*#)(!*^$)_!(*^#_!)*$^_!$(*[email protected])#$(!&^$)!&*#)(!*&^$)!(*#&!_)(*$^&!)(&#^~!_)*&^#_!)&$_!)#*^$_!(*#^+~!)&#$)(!*^$_)(^_([email protected]^$%T_! )*@#&^_($*^!_)@(*&_~!()^*#)(!*^$)_!(*^#_!)*$^_!$(*[email protected]#$(!&^$)!&*#)(!*&^$)!(*#&!_)(*$^&!)(&#^~!_)*&^#_!)&$_!)#*^A!(*#^+~!)&#$)(!*^$_)(^_([email protected]^$%T_! )*@#&^_($*^!_)@(*&_~!()^*#)(!*^$)_!(*^#_!)*$^_!$(*[email protected])#$(!&^$)!&*#)(!*&^$)!(*#&!_)(*$^&!)(&#^~!_)*&^#_!)&$_!)#*^$_!(*#^+~!)&#$)(!*^$_)(^_([email protected]^$%T_! )*@#&^_($*^!_)@(*&_~!()^*#)(!*^$)_!(*^#_!)*$^_!$(*[email protected])#$(!&^$)!&*#)(!*&^$)!(*#&!_)(*$^&!)(&#^~!_)*&^#_!)&$_E#*^$_!(*#^+~!)&#$)(!*^$_)(^_([email protected]^$%T_! )*@#&^_($*^!_)@(*&_~!()#^~!_)*&^#_!)&$_!)#*^$_!(*#^+~!)&#$)(!*^$_)(^_([email protected]^$%T_! )*@#&^_($*^!_)@(*&_~!()^*#)(!*^$)_!(*^#_!)*$^_!$(*[email protected])#$(!&^$)!&*#)(!*&^$)!(*#&!_)(*$^&!)(&#^~!_)*&^#_!)&$_!)#*^$_!(*#^+~!)&#$)(!*^$_)(^_([email protected]^$%T_! )*@#&^_($*^!_)@(*&_~!()^*#)(!*^$)_!(*^#_!)*$^_!$(*[email protected])#$(!&^$)!&*#)(!*&^$)!(*#&!_)(*$^&!)(&#^~!_)*&^#_!)&$_!)#*^$_!(*#^+~!)&#$)(!*^$_)(^_([email protected]^$%T_! )*@#&^_($*^!_)@(*&_~!()^*#)(!*^$)_!(*^#_!)*$^_!$(*[email protected])#$(!&^$)!&*#)(!*&^$)!(*#&!_)(*$^&!)(&#^~!_)*&^#_!)&$_!)#*^$_!(*#^+~!)&#$)(!*^$_)(^_([email protected]^$%T_! )*@#&^_($*^!_)@(*&_~!()^*#)(!*^$)_!(*^#_!)*$^_!$(*[email protected])#$(!&^$)!&*#)(!*&^$)!(*#&!_)(*$^&!)(&#^~!_)*R^#_!)&$_!)#*^$_!(*#^+~!)&#$)(!*^$_)(^_([email protected]^$%T_! )*@#&^_($*^!_)@(*&_~!()^*#)(!*^$)_!(*^#_!)*$^_!$(*[email protected])#$(!&^$)!&*#)(!*&^$)!(*#&!_)(*$^&!)(&#^~!_)*&^#_!)&$_!)#*^$_!(*#^+~!)&#$)(!*^$_)(^_([email protected]^$%T_! )*@#&^_($*^!_)@(*&_~!()^*#)(!*^$)_!(*^#_!)*$^_!$(*[email protected])#$(!&^$)!&*#)(!*&^$)!(*#&!_)(*$^&!)(&#^~!_)*&^#_!)&$_!)#*^$_!(*#^+~!)&#$)(!*^$_)(^_([email protected]^$%T_! )*@#&^_($*^!_)@(*&_~!()^*#)(!*^$)_!(*^#_!)*$^_!
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: $342
Battlefield: I give Build and Split each a copy of the Ultrafield, which happen to have similar logos on them.
+2 to Wilson
Leftovers AND Focus Sash AND Life Orb AND Charm AND Azure Essence 9/11
Erelye Doll AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 9/11
Map of the Multiverse AND Twitch Logo AND Tablet AND Azure Essence 4/11
I raise the Rod of Phyrexia, lobbing a blast of searing black flame at The Incarnate. If it connects, I immediately attempt to send a blast of tech-destroying hexing magic through the oil's formed link.
THE SIGHT-BEYOND: A crystalline orb that is imbued with intensive narrative power. It seems to be able to temporarily dispel the Fifth Wall and allow the user to perform meta actions that couldn't be done normally otherwise.
The Incarnate casts a giant wall of red/purple fire that merges with the black flame and dispels them both!
@talist: The fourth wall thing is fine, the problem is that you and erelye are trying to argue OOC problems in in-character monologues. Sort of bad form.))
Strategy: This round, we won't be able to touch it. Just set up defenses so that its first attack doesn't completely wipe us out. We can't do anything until the MacGuffin or reinforcements show up.
Eric, Sanford and Deimos scramble to try and get the TARDIS to lift off, but just before they can leave, the godmodder gets back and holds the TARDIS down. A quick shot of Universe B is visible on one of the screens, and then the lock-on is lost. Then Wilson screams. Eric immediately rushes over to him, Wilson! Are you okay? Sanford and Hank continue trying to get the TARDIS off the ground.
((OOC of character taking that potion of Scratch II to justify TARDIS antics))
The TARDIS's shielding pulses, a wave of temporal energy flowing out. Normally, in the sink of all the chaos going on, this would do nothing, but the TARDIS survived being a center for paradox magic, so there's that.
The wave of temporal warp protects the players and various and sundry anyone from incoming attacks this round.
And suddenly...
A small space dinghy, put together out of various different parts, duct tape and pure, unadulterated unbelievably stupidly good luck (the last is assumed, as it is not only still in one piece, but working just fine) comes along, just overhead.
Inside it is Old Man Elderly.
It is said that he was born an old man, and as he grew up, only became more and more crotchety and crazy. His parents knew right from the beginning what to call him. Old Man is no title, and Elderly is no nickname. His initials, are in fact, OME. Why is this not some clever acronym, because sonny, back in his day, acronyms hadn't been invented yet.
He is the oldest man in the universe, even if age wise he's still only 25.
He's decided to use his fisherman backstory, because, just like the eldest of old men, he can't remember who he used to be. So he just decides to choose which one seems most likely on any given day.
He pulls up his fishing rod, and hooks his bait. It is a cardboard circle, fingerpainted into a close approximation of the disc of mojang. Old Man Elderly is going godmodder fishing.
The 'disc' slowly descends into the godmodder's view, and completely without thinking, the godmodder reaches for the disc, The Incarnate mimicking the motion, and Old Man Elderly begins pulling.
Guess what happens?
If you said Old Man Elderly reels him in, you've been too heavily indoctrinated in the realms of irony, there's no way an Old Man (even a 25 year old Old Man) could lift that thing.
The godmodder feels a slight tug on the string, and gives a great yank, trying to pull down whoever is trying to bait him.
The string breaks, but not before the poorly-assembled space dinghy's engines do.
The next thing the godmodder realizes is that a makeshift space dinghy has just smashed into the head of The Incarnate.
The Godmodder never said he was preventing the TARDIS from lifting off, but he really doesn't mind much. In fact, that gives him just enough time to take everyone's side characters (not just the Planet Express Crew, anyone that would serve as an additional action/attack in your posts) and loads them into the TARDIS too. The Red Dragon's infinite power quickly overpowers the TARDIS, which, for all of its technological marvels and wonder, can't withstand something this massive.
The Red Dragon forces the TARDIS to initiate a quantum jump and trap everyone inside of it. Everyone is forced to watch as the TARDIS blasts out of GodCraft and into the far reaches of Universe C, away from the Eclipse, but not away from the end of the universe.
The Godmodder's more powerful than even the Disc of Mojang at this point! He blasts the makeshift disc apart with fifty gatling guns that fire superheated plasma in the form of screwdrivers, just to add to this attack's theme of randomness.
My drone suddenly wanders away for a little bit, then comes back with an Infi-Nut mounted on a minecart. I then give the Infi-Nut a shot of Plant Food, generating a tall, durable energy barrier, angled to take the brunt of any attacks launched by the INCARNATE against us.
"Okay, hopefully that thing holds for a while. I've seen these take Gargantaur hits fairly well, so it should count for something."
The Godmodder causes time to warp around the Infi-Nut so much that it is aged beyond comprehension and becomes little more than a pile of dust.
COOL RANCH KILLER: A sniper rifle with the most advanced MLG Microsoft technology ever known to man. Mum had better get the camera, because you're about to pwn so many noobs with your 360-noscopes that they'll be left blazing it right in the feels with how much your Illuminati's confirmed. It might even be a triple rainbow!
Post 1
(GREEN)It's happening! The end times!(END GREEN)
(BROWN)Well, it's time to set up some fortifications at least...(END BROWN) Gerbil gets in a wheel and starts spinning. A panel in the walls turns over, revealing an instantly pressed red button. Burnt nuclear engines are moved out from the back of the house. A panel is extended from above the sink, stating the current location. The Dimensional Hole wall returns to normality, and a giant ring starts surrounding the house. The engines start firing as the ring fills up with a certain form of matter. It starts translating in space...
Far away, a copper board starts dropping into a presumed Black Hole... Before it falls in, an error in floating-point arithmetic causes the copper board to be teleported right next to the moon shards, and accelerate. It hits every moon shard, attempting to put them into orbit. The copper board starts falling into the atmosphere with it's reduced speed.
Let's get this out of the way before I go on to do my last, and probably largest, RP post on DTG2. Mostly just sequal hooks. Or prequal hooks. Who knows when they'll play out?
In any case. Being that this is the end of the world...Well, hopefully that Gutter Barrier holds out, even if only for a singular attack.
Now. To hold the line.
I pull out the Excalibleep and fire it on the ground. I doubt this will last for even a second given these circumstances, but the wall of ice that I expect still forms, shielding various AG entities. It's as big as I could get it. It reaches to the sky, almost appearing to attempt to stand against it, an impossible feat. It's an impossible feat in general, really, but we must fight. The impossible must become possible. We must change it's unflexing, undying, unyielding power, and triumph over it. Meanwhile, I toss a standard Ubercharge at Build with the Sixth Degree, hoping to shield him from harm and make sure the Eclipse is honestly stalled. We need this backup to arrive, whatever it is...U2, though...What could Twin be planning?
Golden Freddy, through a convenient viewport in the TARDIS (miraculously functioning, if not unscathed), just watches the carnage unfold in front of him. He could not place words to it. He couldn't even compare it to the Squid Ink Incident at this point. This was several orders of magnitudes higher than the Squid Ink Incident at this point.
"WELL. CLEARLY THIS IS NOT GOING TO BE TERRIBLY SURVIVABLE FOR THE REST OF US. BUT FIRST. A SPEECH. I HAD ONE, BUT THEN OUR NEW-FAVORITE SLAVE-SLASH-CHAMPION-SLASH-[REDACTED] TO BRINE$(*[email protected])#$(!&^$)!&*#)(!*&^$)!(*#&!_)(*$^&!)(&#^~!_)*&^#_!)&$_!)#*^$_!(*#^+~!)&#$)(!*^$_)(^_([email protected]^$%T_! )*@#&^_($*^!_)@(*&_~!()^*#)(!*^$)_!(*^#_!)*$^_!$(*[email protected])#$(!&^$)!&*#)(!*&^$)!(*#&!_)(*$^&!)(&#^~!_)*&^#_!)&$_!)#*^$_!(*#^+~!)&#$)(!*^$_)(^_([email protected]^$%T_! )*@#&^_($*^!_)@(*&_~!()^*#)(!*^$)_!(*^#_!)*$^_!$(*[email protected]#$(!&^$)!&*#)(!*&^$)!(*#&!_)(*$^&!)(&#^~!_)*&^#_!)&$_!)#*^A!(*#^+~!)&#$)(!*^$_)(^_([email protected]^$%T_! )*@#&^_($*^!_)@(*&_~!()^*#)(!*^$)_!(*^#_!)*$^_!$(*[email protected])#$(!&^$)!&*#)(!*&^$)!(*#&!_)(*$^&!)(&#^~!_)*&^#_!)&$_!)#*^$_!(*#^+~!)#&^_P*^!_)@(*&_~!()^*#)(!*^$)_!(*^#_!)*$^_!$(*[email protected])#$(!&^$)!&*#)(!*&^$)!(*#&!_)(*$^&!)(&#^~!_)*&^#_!)&$_!)#*^$_!(*#^+~!)&#$)(!*^$_)(^[email protected]^$%T_! )*@#&^_($*^!_)@(*&_~!()^*#)(!*^$)_!(*^#_!)*$^_!$(*[email protected])#$(!&^$)!&*#)(!*&^W)!(*#&!_)(*$^&!)(&#^~!_)*&^#_!)&$_!)#*^$_!(*#^+~!)&#$)(!*^$_)(^_([email protected]^$%T_! )*@#&^_($*^!_)@(*&_~!()^*#)(!*^$)_!(*^#_!)*$^_!$(*[email protected])#$(!&^$)!&*#)(E&^$)!(*#&!_)(*$^&!)(&#^~!_)*&^#_!)&$_!)#*^$_!(*#^+~!)&#$)(!*^$_)(^_([email protected]^$%T_! )*@#&^_($*^!_)@(*&_~!()^*#)(!*^$)_!(*^#_!)*$^_!$(*[email protected])#$(!&^$)!&*#)(!*&^$)!(*#&!_)(*$^&!)(&#^~!_)*&^#_!)&$_!)#*^$_!(*#^+~!)&#$)(!*^$_)(^_([email protected]^$%T_! )*@#&^_($*^!_)@(*&_~!()^*#)(!*^$)_!(*^#_!)*$^_!$(*[email protected])#$(!&^$)!&*#)(!*&^$)!(*#&!_)(*$^&!)(&#^~!_)*&^#_!)&$_!)#*^$_!(*#^+~!)&#$)(!*^$_)(^_([email protected]^$%T_! )*@#&^_($*^!_)@(*&_~!()^*#)(!*^$)_!(*^#_!)*$^_!$(*[email protected])#$(!&^$)!&*#)(!*&^$)!(*#&!_)(*$^&!)(&#^~!_)*&^#_!)&$_!)#*^$_!(*#^+~!)&#$)(!*^$_)(^_([email protected]^$%T_! )*@#&^_($*^!_)@(*&_~!()^*#)(!*^$)_!(*^#_!)*$^_!$(*[email protected])#$(!&^$)!&*#)(!*&^$)!(*#&!_)(*$^&!)(&#^~!_)*R^#_!)&$_!)#*^$_!(*#^+~!)&#$)(!*^$_)(^_([email protected]^$%T_! )*@#&^_($*^!_)@(*&_~!()^*#)(!*^$)_!(*^#_!)*$^_!$(*[email protected])#$(!&^$)!&*#)(!*&^$)!(*#&!_)(*$^&!)(&#^~!_)*&^#_!)&$_!)#*^$_!(*#^+~!)&#$)(!*^$_)(^_([email protected]^$%T_! )*@#&^_($*^!_)@(*&_~!()^*#)(!*^$)_!(*^#_!)*$^_!$(*[email protected])#$(!&^$)!&*#)(!*&^$)!(*#&!_)(*$^&!)(&#^~!_)*&^#_!)&$_!)#*^$_!(*#^+~!)&#$)(!*^$_)(^_([email protected]^$%T_! )*@#&^_($*^!_)@(*&_~!()^*#)(!*^$)_!(*^#_!)*$^_!
Looks like it didn't.
How could you expect a barrier of ice to stand when there's fire all around you for miles! It melts rapidly, what with the raging inferno of the Eclipse, the Godmodder's twin beams of flame, and my own lime firestorm keeping the Eclipse at least somewhat at bay!
No attacks this turn will work. Save them for later. Edit your posts accordingly. As far as I can tell, there's nothing prohibiting shields and Ubercharge/medical but that's about it.
/IMPORTANTNULL
Let it be known that I never told Net to give this information out, and I while I said no attacks would work on the memo, I never told anyone to edit their posts accordingly.
((I did not intend that post to be so long. But thanks. Oh, and five points (not internet points, just points) to whoever can guess who the Wanderer is.))
I grip Chorus Bellum and send it high into the air. The powerful defensive fortifications of the Piano Key element, surpassed by no other element, are the only hope to stall out the tide here. Reinforcements MUST arrive. I don't care who, but we've gotta hold the line. Piano keys spew out of the fork like no tomorrow, spewing everywhere, forming a formidable defensive fortification, protecting several random players, including Split, from all harm this turn. To keep the Incarnate slightly more distracted, this fortification includes powerful Piano Key Cannons, which will shoot very large and view-obstructing Piano Keys that I enchanted to be impossible to see through. There's no way this thing could ever really hold up for long against the Incarnate, but distracting it and forcing it to target other things will hopefully see this turn through at least.
The Godmodder gathers all of the piano keys and makes a piano, playing a song so dissonant and awful that the piano keys are disgusted, shrivelling up and dying! The Godmodder's very good at the piano in reality (remember he made a song entirely out of black keys and called it the Godmodding Suite?), though...
I look at the Incarnate from Build's point of view. Literally, with Cipher's Call.
All you really see is a sea of green energy: my attempt to stop the Eclipse. It's sort of working? But not by much... It bought us some time, but Serpent's attack hasn't helped matters at all...
Wait, isnt a Curse of Anti-Respawn impossible? You specifically stated it was impossible when SCP-2317 tried to use one on Engie_Ninja (Err too). And no, impossible means IMPOSSIBLE, no matter how powerful you are (because SCP-2317 has power comparable to the Godmodder).
Wait, isnt a Curse of Anti-Respawn impossible? You specifically stated it was impossible when SCP-2317 tried to use one on Engie_Ninja (Err too). And no, impossible means IMPOSSIBLE, no matter how powerful you are (because SCP-2317 has power comparable to the Godmodder).
/null
I said it was impossible for YOU to do one. YOU are just a player. The Godmodder is THE GODMODDER.
Where the hell does it say the Red Dragon is infinite size? Back in Scratch's Manor (remember back then?), at most it was described as... some body part being biome sized.
And if the Red Dragon is infinite size, how in every hell combined does it fit inside a universe, when not even the Mainframe, which actually has a size limit of "absolutely gigantic", couldn't?
Well, this is unwinnable unless we can somehow dispel the Curse of Anti-Entity so that allied entities can arrive without being wiped out by the curse.
Where the hell does it say the Red Dragon is infinite size? Back in Scratch's Manor (remember back then?), at most it was described as... some body part being biome sized.
And if the Red Dragon is infinite size, how in every hell combined does it fit inside a universe, when not even the Mainframe, which actually has a size limit of "absolutely gigantic", couldn't?
I was wrong. Very wrong. My calculations about the Red Dragon's size and power were completely off. Since I have none of the Ancient Texts of Mojang to base my research off of, I'm going blind here. The Red Dragon, if I'm correct, has either infinite size or size close to that of the Nether. Its power is similarly large, vastly beating the Enderdragon, the First Block, and possibly even the Disc of Mojang itself. -Page 1089
And as for your last question, I'd like that to be answered too.
A tendril of red energy teleports out of GodCraft and into the place the Red Dragon can't reach, thereby proving the Red Dragon can reach there. A shockwave of oblivion completely annihilates anything inside, bypassing all defenses that may be there, as the Red Dragon's presence grows to a size larger than GodCraft in mere seconds.
The Godmodder edits the NBT tags and all other data of the Sano Concept Diffusers, turning them into Perditio Concept Diffusers instead! They spread a ton of chaos around everyone, knocking everyone back! The Godmodder then focuses the raw power of GodCraft's current red sun on the HALI Arrays! Since hard-light is produced from actual sunlight, the magnitude of GodCraft's solar power overloads all of the HALI arrays and causes them to go supernova! This is pretty bad for everyone involved.
1)
H2>>Actually, it still can't reach there unless you acknowledge the existence of something that doesn't exist. So, no, it kind of doesn't.
2)
A>Acting on reflex, the Perditio Concept Diffusers target the Incarnate, causing some of its oblivion energies to become creation energies instead, and in lieu of spurting chaos wildly, cancelling some of the Incarnate's power. As a note: Friendly fire, in any of my creations, is firmly disabled.
A>I then manually cause the chaos to replace the Perditio nodes with Sano nodes.
3)
...
The shields STILL stand because they run on internal generators. Also, filters switch in for red light, cutting off the chance of stupid. Or increasing the chance of, "I just shot the Incarnate with a laser of hard-light." By which I mean, I did that.
The Eclipse exerts a massive gravitational pull on the infinitude of ships, pulling them all into the inferno! All the ships are knocked into many pieces, and the whole thing serves to only add to the Eclipse's mass!
A>...I invite you to check the specs of the Beta-Class. It has at least three ways of removing itself from imminent impact if the agrav doesn't resist. Also, Minecraftia's gravity is stronger, is it not? Otherwise Minecraft would be rising to meet the Eclipse and that is obviously not what is happening.
A>Either way, the ships extricate themselves from the gravity well and regroup for later.
==Suddenly==
An extremely large spherical device, wrapped in a spatial distortion that makes it a manageable size, pulls up (at a minimum safe distance) to Build and Split.
A>More battery.
A>Enjoy.
A>Hopefully yours supports other-color Suns.
A>Also keep it a distance away from you in case something fails. Knowing that this is the final battle, it will, if only for dramatic effect.
((This is what I was using all the Miniature Suns for. I know enough not to try the whole OP Scale explosion shenanigans.))
==Back on the Battlefield==
I activate the Beta-Class badge, deploying what is practically a personal Alpha-Class ship. With a neural net.
N>Consciousness uploaded successfully. In case of avatar death, redownload will occur.
Whoever N> is, the Incarnate locates him and configures his godarm into the shape of an obscenely large vaccum cleaner, sucking ?it? up and vaporizing ?it? with the power of chaos incarnate!
((Emphasis added.))
N>*Ignoring the significant syntactical ambiguity, I teleport out of the way until the Godmodder gives up on chasing me as unproductive. If he doesn't, I keep teleporting and distract him.*
((Also, N is Netpatham is me.))
Anywho.
==Suddenly==
The Planetary Egg City shows up and blasts the Incarnate, which it misidentified as the speaker of the terrible pun. It also launches full-grown chickens, who, due to firing eggs, spawn more, which spawn more, which spawn more...Etc. And if the Incarnate fries them...Fried chicken for all!
Let it be known that I never told Net to give this information out, and I while I said no attacks would work on the memo, I never told anyone to edit their posts accordingly.
I am going to take a moment and confirm all of the above as true. Just for the record.
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Weird Things Mods Say When Booting
[Client thread/INFO] [TConstruct]: Natura, what are we going to do tomorrow night?
[Client thread/INFO] [Natura]: TConstruct, we're going to take over the world!
[Client thread/INFO] [inpure|core]: Beating Minecraft's resource loading system with a shovel. Please stand by...
[Client thread/INFO] [MagicBees]: Replacing stupid-block with 'Here, have some delicious textures' ItemBlock. This is 100% normal.
Also, attempting to use the TARDIS to remove EXOS is pretty much impossible. Unless you can argue with a straight face that its several dozen battleplates and hundreds of battleships and a secret weapon the size of a planet can ALL fit in one TARDIS, you cant eliminate EXOS by locking EVERYTHING with its AI in there. So I believe that since the Red Dragon just brute-forced so much mass into the TARDIS, the interior of it explodes and causes a paradox.
Crusher, for heavens sake stop trying to argue with the GM. You're coming off as immature and stupid, and you're better than that, which makes it all the more annoying.
The answer would be; size approximating that of the Nether. I went over the whole thing of limited and multiple layers of infinities (which is an actual mathematical discussion that's been around for thousands of years by the way) with Eternis, who is the god of infinity and infinities, and although more powerful than engie, would still probably lose to the Mainframe because of fractally compounded power and other such nonsense. And DID lose to the OP King, who is still bound.
Since the TARDIS has been sent to the edge of Universe C...
Eric looks around at the various monitors that are flipping out (nice one on the count twin, sending the character who would technically be my descendant out into the edge of Godcraft. Don't worry, I hadn't planned on Eric making direct attacks for a bit anyways. Old Man Elderly is NOT a one-shot joke. He's a running gag. Hopefully for the rest of the fight. If anyone else feels so inclined to use Old Man Elderly in one of their attacks, feel free to do so. He's so crazy that not even space-time understands what he's thinking, and thus he is completely capable of being in multiple places at once. Additionally, he is, to quote the evil old lady from Madagascar, too old to die, and thus can be completely and totally ripped apart without so much as a scratch. No, not you Do- oops. Force of habit.) and rubs his eyes as he realizes that over half the combatants from Godcraft are now in one or another of the various cargo holds.
Should we just leave?
I have half a mind to, but I doubt that we'll be able to get out.
Let's test that theory!
Deimos, having gotten back from the bathroom by this point, throws a lever, and the TARDIS shoots out... only to be pulled back in by the power of the Red Dragon.
Also, attempting to use the TARDIS to remove EXOS is pretty much impossible. Unless you can argue with a straight face that its several dozen battleplates and hundreds of battleships and a secret weapon the size of a planet can ALL fit in one TARDIS, you cant eliminate EXOS by locking EVERYTHING with its AI in there. Even if you could, it would have enough power of ships in there to force-teraport ships out. So I believe that since the Red Dragon just brute-forced so much mass into the TARDIS, the interior of it explodes and causes a paradox.
/null
Ladies and gentlemen, Crusher. Attempting to argue for the death of hundreds, if not thousands, of refugees, all for his petty victories.
I point out that the TARDIS is theoretically infinite as far as I know and thus Crusher's point is moot. But by all means, force-teraport, that will work SO WELL. I'm sure that the Red Dragon has a TAD up.
/null
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Weird Things Mods Say When Booting
[Client thread/INFO] [TConstruct]: Natura, what are we going to do tomorrow night?
[Client thread/INFO] [Natura]: TConstruct, we're going to take over the world!
[Client thread/INFO] [inpure|core]: Beating Minecraft's resource loading system with a shovel. Please stand by...
[Client thread/INFO] [MagicBees]: Replacing stupid-block with 'Here, have some delicious textures' ItemBlock. This is 100% normal.
Ladies and gentlemen, Crusher. Attempting to argue for the death of hundreds, if not thousands, of refugees, all for his petty victories.
Its not my fault that the Godmodder tried to dump all of EXOS in the TARDIS! The Godmodder should have just EMP'd all of him, but instead tried to stuff 500 ships in one thing. Either way, EXOS is dead though, because obviously the chaos from mashing the ships together kills the ships too. /null
He did. On the memo.
My Action: I channel all the endermancy I can, and create a massive portal to try and remove the moon/planet/thing that is going to kill us all.
EXOS Action: Any surviving ships in this wave boost to as fast as possible and ram the Incarnate at top speed.
((don't have time for anything else, but tazz... That was beautiful. I am really freaking impressed by what you typed out.))
that being said, on the TARDIS as Blue does that, Eric grabs her shoulder,
Keep him safe.
And he lets her go.
DTG Co Labs
Nope, sorry guys, no Destroy the Godmodder relevant stuff here...
At least, not yet.
Action 2/3
Starfall Sync: 47/50 (C̨̨̟̳̗̮̖̩͈̗̀̋͋̇̏͋͑͘̕͠Ù̢̮̼̘̮̮͍͚̐͑͗̐̊͐̓͋̇͜ͅŖ͚̘͖̩͔̥̮̩̬̈́̽̈͒̔̏̃̈́̇̕S͔̘̲̺̜̮̳̣͔̬͆̔̋͊͆̔̋͌̏͝Ë̹̱͙̯͇͕͔̺̲̝̈́́̈́̅̈́̅̌́͂Ḑ̧̹̮̗͇̫̘̺̘͐̈̿̓̄̽̑͐͆͝)
I try to use a handy Rune of Dagaz to remove one of our curses.
An alternate timeline emerges.
However, we must first start from the beginning...
((I did not intend that post to be so long. But thanks. Oh, and five points (not internet points, just points) to whoever can guess who the Wanderer is.))
ACT 2!
SIXTH DEGREE UBERCHARGE: 0/9 (UBER targeting BUILD)
Uber, Krit, Cure, Wither, Freeze, Slag.
I grip Chorus Bellum and send it high into the air. The powerful defensive fortifications of the Piano Key element, surpassed by no other element, are the only hope to stall out the tide here. Reinforcements MUST arrive. I don't care who, but we've gotta hold the line. Piano keys spew out of the fork like no tomorrow, spewing everywhere, forming a formidable defensive fortification, protecting several random players, including Split, from all harm this turn. To keep the Incarnate slightly more distracted, this fortification includes powerful Piano Key Cannons, which will shoot very large and view-obstructing Piano Keys that I enchanted to be impossible to see through. There's no way this thing could ever really hold up for long against the Incarnate, but distracting it and forcing it to target other things will hopefully see this turn through at least.
>travis: inform the enragement child of the god modder's new form
Enragement child: WHAT
travis: yes, he comes
WHY
idk but you need to help me stop him
B-BUT, I'M JUST A SHOPKEEPER
no you're not, you're a true final boss
NO-I'M
shut your consumption appendage and come with me you tiny solid form of excrement
better final boss music:
If the Incarnate has pistons, I jam them with the only part of my tank.The halfway complete turret.
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I look at the Incarnate from Build's point of view. Literally, with Cipher's Call.
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To everyone, and especially Talist: yes, no attacks will go through this turn. Honestly I thought that would have been somewhat obvious, as the Incarnate has the most HP out of any entity in the game thus far to the best of my knowledge and the same thing happened in DTG1's final battle. But I don't appreciate Netpatham blabbing about it either. That was something I had intended to reveal on my own.
Also: if you want to reuse an attack you would have done this turn, you can do so next turn.
The Eclipse exerts a massive gravitational pull on the infinitude of ships, pulling them all into the inferno! All the ships are knocked into many pieces, and the whole thing serves to only add to the Eclipse's mass!
Nothing happens!
The Godmodder laughs as you talk to Proof! The Incarnate glares down at you, its eyes shining and creating beams of light that seem to slightly melt the ground you stand on... The Godmodder's voice is amplified through the Incarnate's speakers!
GODMODDER: I don't even have a use for Pro-Godmodders anymore!
GODMODDER: Allies, enemies, alignments... What good are they?
GODMODDER: Now I understand the neutral's point of view...
GODMODDER: I suppose I'll keep my Pro-Godmodders out of spirit, though!
The Konami Code has already been used here on GodCraft!
Every single character from fiction charges at the Incarnate and then bounces off of its armor! The Incarnate raises its right hand and then sears all of them with lightning, sending them all back where they came from! The Godmodder then absorbs the death and becomes stronger, feeding it into his innate oblivion energies!
That's his scar.
Hey, thanks!
The Incarnate creates a giant shield made out of eye tissue to serve as a decoy for the ninja-star's paper cut-based attack! Gruesome, but effective.
You start to lift the Brass Knuckles!
The power of Deus Ex Machina boosts the next five attacks' power, making them minicrit! The Incarnate's unfathomable flames appear to be withstanding the solar energy of the Judgments...
The Fourth Wall is all the way in the Void, and unless you're Dhalsim, I doubt your arms can stretch THAT far!
"(After all, the Red Dragon was sealed away rather easily, and is "only" about World sized. In comparison, the Mainframe is almost impossible to seal, and dwarfs universes tremendously.)"
I think you missed the part about the Red Dragon having infinite size.
The next five attacks will minicrit as well! You boost everyone's spirits even higher with your divine chorus!
I fail to see how Scratch had it better than what the Godmodder has now. All Scratch did was permakill you all and then create a machine that only nearly summoned the Employer near you all (and it was the Godmodder who disabled it!). The Godmodder is in the process of destroying Minecraftia as we speak, and has the help of the most powerful thing in the universe.
Are you saying you want the Godmodder to do what Scratch did and kill all of you instantly? Because that could be arranged...
THE LIGHTNING ROUND: A set of vulpine claws that flicker with white, gold, and black color. They excel at using electrically charged energy, and their lightning rivals divine powers, energized with the souls of kitsune. They can also manipulate gravity and create holograms of kitsune that function identically to the real thing, thanks to the portion of a kitsune soul inside of the claws.
That's not really true.
The bombs are airblasted out of the way of the legs by an unseen force! They explode around you!
Microsoft is unwilling to listen to you...
By all, I mean all of the players.
Do you not remember what the whole point of the End of Act 2 was?
Whoops.
Psionic Diffuser && Cobalt Blood = Cobalt Psionic Diffuser (Level 5: 3/6)
Psionic Diffuser && Purple Blood = Purple Psionic Diffuser (Level 5: 3/6)
Psionic Diffuser && Fuchsia Blood = Fuchsia Psionic Diffuser (Level 5: 3/6)
>_>
The red tendrils of the Incarnate's energy streak down to your position, circling around your amethyst aura... They don't attempt to break it, but merely encircle it, causing a large amount of heat and chaotic energy to form around the area that creates cracks along the ground. Your shield starts to bubble and fizz, turning liquid and then glitching back into a solid, then glitching back into nonexistence... The Godmodder appears to be writing your shield out of existence! After several seconds, your shield blips into pure corruption and disappears entirely!
The Incarnate laughs maniacally, its shoulder opening up and revealing an array of Antimatter Buster Stations! Or at least, what looks like them... These look like something much more devastating: missiles packed with the pure power of the Red Dragon! Several fire at the Planet Express Ship and knock it out of the sky, scrambling its dimensional jump systems! The Godmodder glares at the Planet Express Crew and teleports them out of the ship, causing them to all hover in the air! He raisies the Incarnate's right hand and teleports the Crew away!
They all spontaneously appear on the TARDIS!
IAC-FR: A nanogel rifle that superheats air into pure plasma and then augments it with the power of antimatter. It can take the antimatter stored inside of Antimatter Canisters and inject it into the plasma bolts the weapon fires, coating them in antimatter and allowing the antimatter to detonate right before the plasma hits its target, annihilating and creating an explosion the size of a weak tactical nuke.
> TT2000: BATTLE TECHNIQUE => LV. 10 GREEN ECHO - SOL
Your meager Green Sun powers don't even faze the Incarnate... The green fire is seemingly repelled by the Incarnate's multiple layers of armor!
The Eclipse is... no! Come on! Nghh... Ugh. It's pushed forward thanks to the superpowered chaos of your attack. The Godmodder stares in wonder at the fact that you were able to shave an entire day off of the countdown...
The Incarnate creates a metal mask around its head so that it has no visible face! Since the Incarnate already has a mask, Majora's Mask can't go on it, so it falls to bedrock uselessly.
The Godmodder counters the defense by raising implications about having a defensive item related to the fourth dimension, and how using and misusing fourth-dimensional technology could end up leading to dimensional anomalies and full-blown catastrophe! On this principle, the Bulletesseract malfunctions and seals the entire area it encapsulates into a hole in the fourth dimension!
Okay, the Incarnate's color is drained slightly! Nothing else happens!
The Incarnate has ragnarok-grade metallic earmuffs! The Godmodder's left arm, normally a stump, is split into two, a column of red energy being expelled from it! The energy takes the form of the largest sniper rifle in existence, which fires at you and noscopes you in one shot, stopping the MLG madness before it even begins! Your head instantly reforms, however...
MYSTIC FOCUSER: A thaumic crystal that can focus magical energy into a refined and concentrated form.
Thanks! Hopefully this helps...
The Incarnate stands perfectly still and lets the lance of magic fire! Purple lightning crackles all around the Incarnate as the magic is absorbed into its frame... The mech pulsates with a purple aura, and then the cavity in the middle of its chest begins to glow a dull orchid... Everyone quickly runs out of the way as a devastating beam of raw destruction, a heavily amplified form of your own attack, cuts through the world's surface!
You don't throw it far enough, so the can falls to the ground and does nothing!
You can't use the Alchemiter, but you can rename your alchemies manually! So that's what you do.
Thanks! Thanks.
Almost the entire attack is rendered null because the Planet Express Crew is in the TARDIS!
The Shard blows up the instant it starts traveling at .9c, exploding in a massive fireball!
A tendril of red energy teleports out of GodCraft and into the place the Red Dragon can't reach, thereby proving the Red Dragon can reach there. A shockwave of oblivion completely annihilates anything inside, bypassing all defenses that may be there, as the Red Dragon's presence grows to a size larger than GodCraft in mere seconds.
The Godmodder edits the NBT tags and all other data of the Sano Concept Diffusers, turning them into Perditio Concept Diffusers instead! They spread a ton of chaos around everyone, knocking everyone back! The Godmodder then focuses the raw power of GodCraft's current red sun on the HALI Arrays! Since hard-light is produced from actual sunlight, the magnitude of GodCraft's solar power overloads all of the HALI arrays and causes them to go supernova! This is pretty bad for everyone involved.
The Incarnate counteracts with even more obnoxious dubstep that blasts you away! All of the rapiers instantly break upon touching the Incarnate's armor!
pionoplayer is Ubercharged!
Nothing happens!
At this point I'm convinced you're trying to be an asshole. The Curse of Anti-Entities can be dispelled if there is an outside force powerful enough to circumvent it (like another godmodder or the Godmodder himself), but none of you can! And none of you have the powers to dispel one of the Godmodder's curses! If I remember correctly, this isn't the first time you've tried to stop one of the Godmodder's curses and failed...
+3 HP to omglolsguy!
The Incarnate is extremely heavy and won't be lifted into the air under any normal circumstances! Just in case, it flies up using its twin jets of flame. Said flames annihilate you and prevent you from finding any vulnerable sections. You regain +3 HP!
The nanobots stick around for a few seconds, but the Incarnate raises its right foot and stomps down on the bedrock, creating a shockwave of energy that pushes all of the nanobots away! What few remain are shot down by large arrays of railguns and laser cannons!
You use the Hard-Light Gun and create a defensive shield around yourself!
I don't know if you really understand that the Godmodder is deep inside the Incarnate, controlling its movements.
The eye glows brighter than the sun, shooting a laser of superheated plasma that vaporizes the SCP and the corpses!
KELPIE'S BLADE: A dull blue blade that radiates with a profound sense of justice and legendary energy. It can use a large amount of water magics in its attacks.
SPECTRA'S CHESTPLATE: A chestplate forged from dyed covenite, a special version of covenite that constantly changes colors and produces large amounts of light. It is rumored to never be the same color twice. It produces large amounts of color energy that can be used in attacks and provide good defense.
INK TIMORE: A set of ornate wands that closely resemble fountain pens. Ink is continually dripping down their tips. They have the power to spread a deadly type of ink nearly anywhere, and can create silhouettes from this ink of any creature or object that retain the powers of said objects.
Unfortunately I can't right now.
You and everyone else gains some considerable armor! The Godmodder uses ICU to control your actions and have you repeat this trick infinite times until you gain infinite armor points! All of these are shared with everyone, and they gain infinite armor points too! But, thanks to our friend the OP Scale, it all ends up rolling over to 0!
The Incarnate sticks out both of its hands and causes the meteorite to become suspended in midair! It ends up being thrown into the middle of the Eclipse and adds to the apocalyptic abomination's already-incredible mass!
How can you throw a piece of bacon all the way into space?
The next player's attack will crit as a result of this!
Nothing works...
The power of your staff doesn't even reach space...
You're right, it doesn't! Just as before, you don't have enough power to throw the rock at the Incarnate, and it falls to bedrock uselessly!
Oh, N> was you? Wow, you could have made that a lot clearer. The smallest Moon chunk is the size of a button! You launch it at the Incarnate's Eye, but nothing happens! The Incarnate then turns its eyes at the Doom Bullet, incinerating it with the power of its all-encompassing gaze!
Yes.
What happened here...?
Thanks, again. Thanks.
How many times have I told you that your multiple-mini-sun-based items WON'T WORK?
THE SIGHT-BEYOND: A crystalline orb that is imbued with intensive narrative power. It seems to be able to temporarily dispel the Fifth Wall and allow the user to perform meta actions that couldn't be done normally otherwise.
The Incarnate casts a giant wall of red/purple fire that merges with the black flame and dispels them both!
The Godmodder never said he was preventing the TARDIS from lifting off, but he really doesn't mind much. In fact, that gives him just enough time to take everyone's side characters (not just the Planet Express Crew, anyone that would serve as an additional action/attack in your posts) and loads them into the TARDIS too. The Red Dragon's infinite power quickly overpowers the TARDIS, which, for all of its technological marvels and wonder, can't withstand something this massive.
The Red Dragon forces the TARDIS to initiate a quantum jump and trap everyone inside of it. Everyone is forced to watch as the TARDIS blasts out of GodCraft and into the far reaches of Universe C, away from the Eclipse, but not away from the end of the universe.
The Godmodder's more powerful than even the Disc of Mojang at this point! He blasts the makeshift disc apart with fifty gatling guns that fire superheated plasma in the form of screwdrivers, just to add to this attack's theme of randomness.
The Godmodder causes time to warp around the Infi-Nut so much that it is aged beyond comprehension and becomes little more than a pile of dust.
+4 HP to Proof!
COOL RANCH KILLER: A sniper rifle with the most advanced MLG Microsoft technology ever known to man. Mum had better get the camera, because you're about to pwn so many noobs with your 360-noscopes that they'll be left blazing it right in the feels with how much your Illuminati's confirmed. It might even be a triple rainbow!
Gerbil's gone too.
Looks like it didn't.
How could you expect a barrier of ice to stand when there's fire all around you for miles! It melts rapidly, what with the raging inferno of the Eclipse, the Godmodder's twin beams of flame, and my own lime firestorm keeping the Eclipse at least somewhat at bay!
The same thing happened here...
Let it be known that I never told Net to give this information out, and I while I said no attacks would work on the memo, I never told anyone to edit their posts accordingly.
Several tendrils appear and snap the portal shut!
It's not that simple!
The Godmodder gathers all of the piano keys and makes a piano, playing a song so dissonant and awful that the piano keys are disgusted, shrivelling up and dying! The Godmodder's very good at the piano in reality (remember he made a song entirely out of black keys and called it the Godmodding Suite?), though...
Don't worry, I have actual final boss music planned. The dubstep was mostly a joke.
You can see no visible pistons... Whatever technology the Incarnate's constructed with, it's beyond that of normal Minecraft!
All you really see is a sea of green energy: my attempt to stop the Eclipse. It's sort of working? But not by much... It bought us some time, but Serpent's attack hasn't helped matters at all...
All of you fall back and regroup...
==>
Wait, isnt a Curse of Anti-Respawn impossible? You specifically stated it was impossible when SCP-2317 tried to use one on Engie_Ninja (Err too). And no, impossible means IMPOSSIBLE, no matter how powerful you are (because SCP-2317 has power comparable to the Godmodder).
/null
I said it was impossible for YOU to do one. YOU are just a player. The Godmodder is THE GODMODDER.
Wait up.
Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit up.
Where the hell does it say the Red Dragon is infinite size? Back in Scratch's Manor (remember back then?), at most it was described as... some body part being biome sized.
And if the Red Dragon is infinite size, how in every hell combined does it fit inside a universe, when not even the Mainframe, which actually has a size limit of "absolutely gigantic", couldn't?
GODDAMN IT
STUPID GENDERFLIP VIRUS
Well, this is unwinnable unless we can somehow dispel the Curse of Anti-Entity so that allied entities can arrive without being wiped out by the curse.
/null
I was wrong. Very wrong. My calculations about the Red Dragon's size and power were completely off. Since I have none of the Ancient Texts of Mojang to base my research off of, I'm going blind here. The Red Dragon, if I'm correct, has either infinite size or size close to that of the Nether. Its power is similarly large, vastly beating the Enderdragon, the First Block, and possibly even the Disc of Mojang itself. -Page 1089
And as for your last question, I'd like that to be answered too.
1)
H2>>Actually, it still can't reach there unless you acknowledge the existence of something that doesn't exist. So, no, it kind of doesn't.
2)
A>Acting on reflex, the Perditio Concept Diffusers target the Incarnate, causing some of its oblivion energies to become creation energies instead, and in lieu of spurting chaos wildly, cancelling some of the Incarnate's power. As a note: Friendly fire, in any of my creations, is firmly disabled.
A>I then manually cause the chaos to replace the Perditio nodes with Sano nodes.
3)
...
The shields STILL stand because they run on internal generators. Also, filters switch in for red light, cutting off the chance of stupid. Or increasing the chance of, "I just shot the Incarnate with a laser of hard-light." By which I mean, I did that.
A>...I invite you to check the specs of the Beta-Class. It has at least three ways of removing itself from imminent impact if the agrav doesn't resist. Also, Minecraftia's gravity is stronger, is it not? Otherwise Minecraft would be rising to meet the Eclipse and that is obviously not what is happening.
A>Either way, the ships extricate themselves from the gravity well and regroup for later.
==Suddenly==
An extremely large spherical device, wrapped in a spatial distortion that makes it a manageable size, pulls up (at a minimum safe distance) to Build and Split.
A>More battery.
A>Enjoy.
A>Hopefully yours supports other-color Suns.
A>Also keep it a distance away from you in case something fails. Knowing that this is the final battle, it will, if only for dramatic effect.
((This is what I was using all the Miniature Suns for. I know enough not to try the whole OP Scale explosion shenanigans.))
==Back on the Battlefield==
I activate the Beta-Class badge, deploying what is practically a personal Alpha-Class ship. With a neural net.
N>Consciousness uploaded successfully. In case of avatar death, redownload will occur.
((Emphasis added.))
N>*Ignoring the significant syntactical ambiguity, I teleport out of the way until the Godmodder gives up on chasing me as unproductive. If he doesn't, I keep teleporting and distract him.*
((Also, N is Netpatham is me.))
Anywho.
==Suddenly==
The Planetary Egg City shows up and blasts the Incarnate, which it misidentified as the speaker of the terrible pun. It also launches full-grown chickens, who, due to firing eggs, spawn more, which spawn more, which spawn more...Etc. And if the Incarnate fries them...Fried chicken for all!
I am going to take a moment and confirm all of the above as true. Just for the record.
[Client thread/INFO] [Natura]: TConstruct, we're going to take over the world!
Also, attempting to use the TARDIS to remove EXOS is pretty much impossible. Unless you can argue with a straight face that its several dozen battleplates and hundreds of battleships and a secret weapon the size of a planet can ALL fit in one TARDIS, you cant eliminate EXOS by locking EVERYTHING with its AI in there. So I believe that since the Red Dragon just brute-forced so much mass into the TARDIS, the interior of it explodes and causes a paradox.
/null
Crusher, for heavens sake stop trying to argue with the GM. You're coming off as immature and stupid, and you're better than that, which makes it all the more annoying.
The answer would be; size approximating that of the Nether. I went over the whole thing of limited and multiple layers of infinities (which is an actual mathematical discussion that's been around for thousands of years by the way) with Eternis, who is the god of infinity and infinities, and although more powerful than engie, would still probably lose to the Mainframe because of fractally compounded power and other such nonsense. And DID lose to the OP King, who is still bound.
Since the TARDIS has been sent to the edge of Universe C...
Eric looks around at the various monitors that are flipping out (nice one on the count twin, sending the character who would technically be my descendant out into the edge of Godcraft. Don't worry, I hadn't planned on Eric making direct attacks for a bit anyways. Old Man Elderly is NOT a one-shot joke. He's a running gag. Hopefully for the rest of the fight. If anyone else feels so inclined to use Old Man Elderly in one of their attacks, feel free to do so. He's so crazy that not even space-time understands what he's thinking, and thus he is completely capable of being in multiple places at once. Additionally, he is, to quote the evil old lady from Madagascar, too old to die, and thus can be completely and totally ripped apart without so much as a scratch. No, not you Do- oops. Force of habit.) and rubs his eyes as he realizes that over half the combatants from Godcraft are now in one or another of the various cargo holds.
Should we just leave?
I have half a mind to, but I doubt that we'll be able to get out.
Let's test that theory!
Deimos, having gotten back from the bathroom by this point, throws a lever, and the TARDIS shoots out... only to be pulled back in by the power of the Red Dragon.
Welp. This sucks.
DTG Co Labs
Nope, sorry guys, no Destroy the Godmodder relevant stuff here...
At least, not yet.
Ladies and gentlemen, Crusher. Attempting to argue for the death of hundreds, if not thousands, of refugees, all for his petty victories.
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'10-'5-'8-'11 1'-[7']-8'-7'-'3 '2-11'-2'-'9-7'
'10-'5-'3-'3 1'-[7']-'3 '10-8'-{'3}-['10]-4'-7'
'10-{'3}-'3-'3-'6-8'-4' {'3}-11'-2'-'9-7'
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I point out that the TARDIS is theoretically infinite as far as I know and thus Crusher's point is moot. But by all means, force-teraport, that will work SO WELL. I'm sure that the Red Dragon has a TAD up.
/null
[Client thread/INFO] [Natura]: TConstruct, we're going to take over the world!
Its not my fault that the Godmodder tried to dump all of EXOS in the TARDIS! The Godmodder should have just EMP'd all of him, but instead tried to stuff 500 ships in one thing. Either way, EXOS is dead though, because obviously the chaos from mashing the ships together kills the ships too. /null