Alright, this arbitrary loss of side characters goes both ways, Twinbuilder. Split is your side character, and since side characters are NOT allowed according to you, he should be stuck in the TARDIS. I almost attack Split over this, but since that would be tactically disadvantageous (even though I honestly should not care at this point), I just go try to get at Build's brains again. I exploit my invulnerability to attach to his face and not let go until I am no longer a zombie. I pump all those actions he just ignored under the "oh side characters arent allowed at all" premise, which was deliberately made unclear so that he could mess me up (SERIOUSLY, WHY DIDNT YOU JUST HAVE A CURSE OF ANTI-SIDE CHARACTER TO MAKE THIS CLEAR SO I WOULD NOT LOSE AN ENTIRE ROUND OF ATTACKS OVER A TECHNICALLITY!!!!!).
Seriously, I honestly get the opinion that your whole purpose here is to screw me. Instead of having the Godmodders I target use their GODMODDING POWERS to block my attack, you make up some "no side characters" crap (even though I mentioned I was about to do the EXACT SAME THINGS without his influence, just the motives would change), and claim you said it "multiple times" despite flat out ignoring EXOS' attacks during the first round before even MENTIONING that side characters were not allowed. Also, the Curse of Anti-Respawn just ruins gameplay, though at least it gives me an opportunity to kill Build and end the game as a loss no matter what happens. Just remember, since I already damaged Build, it would be in the game's best interest to not have me quit (otherwise Build is helpless and unable to heal, leaving him open to being destroyed by the Incarnate easily).
Okay, the last try at this disappeared, so trying again:
I ram into the breastplates at Mach 1000, Bowser's spiked Koopa shell first, then use Snake's RPG and fire it at my feet, which does no friendly fire damage because it runs on Nintendo Logic.
Then I talk to the Godmodder in a calm, even tone of voice which so happens to pierce through any attempt to block it through the magic of magic:
"Hi. How are you doing in there? I mean, it can't be that comfortable. We are not going to stop attacking this mech until it is destroyed, then you will be stunned and your last hit of damage will be taken by whatever the next attack is. It's like you don't have pattern recognition!
I have another thing to say. Thank you, Godmodder. Thank you for sucking. You are entertaining us all, and making this forum and server more popular than many others, all because of your antics. Seriously, how many people have rage quit because of you? Certainly not as many as have joined because you are here. If you weren't the admin, the admin would thank you for causing the server to be more lively then ever before. It's proof of your failure that over 25 thousand posts are dedicated to destroying you. You know what will cause people to quit the server? You quitting. Over this long journey, I've learned a couple of things. First, you are not confident in your own abilities, or else why would you resort to godmodding in the first place? Second, you are a coward who won't face people like a man, but would rather cower behind or inside terror mobs and mechs. Lastly, you suck at your job. No place is this more apparent than right here on The Incarnate. I'm going to leave once you are gone, and I am only here because you are. There are at least 50 or so people that can say the same. You are a failure at getting people to rage quit, despite help from people, animals, eldritch abominations, and the like. You say that you know what to do to get us to rage quit? YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH! You aren't even trying that anymore, you are just trying to kick people off of the server. That is not rage quitting."
I take this giant quote and throw it at the Beard.
If you can see the other post I did TB, discount either of these posts, but please not both. I cannot see my other post, but maybe that's only me.
I create a small pair of wooden wings, and fly up towards the CHESTPLATE. Making like KID ICARUS (to Pit's annoyance), I pull out THE OTHER SIDE, and begin flying around, looping and shooting the METAL PLATES, tearing shreds off them! I then use CHAIRSTORM LVL 10 on the METAL PLATES, because every good ICARUS KID has special attacks.
I, realizing that the Joints may not be dead...Fail to care enough. Zombles everywhere. Generic, Fseftr, Modpack, you can handle it before you leave, right? If not you, the few Entities we have (spoil-related or otherwise) can help. Regardless of that, I immediately beat feet to the Chestplate. I spam "MEDIC!" Because I really need the heals, please and thank you.
I make my opening move with the Oblivion's Topper and it's Orchid Fires, as well as the Mental Musket as a...Medium. I set the hat on the butt of the musket as I made my preparations. "HONESTLY, WE ARE JUST UTTERLY TRASHING YOUR STUPID MACHINE RIGHT NOW!!" I yell at Richard as I take aim. "SERIOUSLY! THIS IS IT?! I'VE SEEN BETTER OUT OF A SOCCER BALL! LITERALLY A PLAIN SOCCER BALL, SPORTING NOTHING! NO MAJJYKAL POWERS, NO SUPER STRENGTH, NOTHING! AND IT IS STRONGER THAN THIS SACK OF [REDACTED]!" I exclaim, letting lewd language get the better of me as I make the Oblivion's Topper get hot and ready, empowering the Mental Musket with the fires. "HOW IS IT THAT YOU CAN SEEMINGLY DO NOTHING RIGHT, WHEN IT ACTUALLY MATTERS?!"
The Oblivion's Topper quickly makes full power, and the Mental Musket itself glows with an unearthly light, the light of the mind and the light of the code. Time to lay down the law here.
"AH WELL! CAN'T COMPLAIN ABOUT EASY JOBS, EH RICHARD?!?!"
I fire the Mental Musket.
What would usually come out of this thing is a bullet. What comes out of this is not a bullet. It's like a freaking laser beam, nailing the Metal Plates dead-on, as code and mind powers, semi-distant cousins of Order powers themselves, eat at the embodiment of Chaos, Corruption, Destruction and Wrath with Order, Purification, Creation and Clarity-The Clarity of Anti-Godmodder victory, that is. It's as clear as day, and I'll pave the way to victory myself, if I have to. The Orchid Fires dance upon the Metal Plates.
I don't waste attack power. I immediately whirl the Mental Musket atop my head, allowing the spread-out fire to converge upon me, turning into a walking tornado of fire. Slowly, I step upon the Metal Plates guarding the Superlaser, as I simply walk upon them, destroying them with pure code and mind-based wrath. If these things actually had minds, this would be more effective, but can't be picky about it right now.
The flame vortex eventually subsides, and I eventually back off.
I like your style, engie. Of course, I should arm myself as well. Though, acquiring materials for this kind of work normally costs an arm and a leg...I'd better leg it to a grinder. Or just grind out some mats. Then again, we need to pound the Godmodder into the mat right now. Eh. *looks around* Drat. I forgot to take a left at Albuquerque. Again. Better hop back there...Where was I? Oh. I see what you're trying to do, Richard, stealing back the spotlight from Scratch, but you can probably scratch any plans you have of successfully stealing the spotlight entirely. The harsh glare inherent in the whole Tuba Incident casts you in a bad light. Oh well, at least I can make some light of the situation... Though I'm afraid I don't have sunglasses big enough for your eyes up there. Eh. In sunnary, though, you still haven't gone beyond Scratch's power, and with all these Mechs, you're kind of like a broken record at this point. Like an eleven year old, flaming people because he can. I do wish you'd can the stupid incessant repetition, it's getting to be repetitive. Seriously, are you sure you're not cursed™? ...I so much want to unleash a torrent of cursewords but that wouldn't help me convince you of your own stupidity. It's like building a better pump next to a dry river. You're not getting any flow. W/e. I should just put this conversation on ice, though, it's freezing the battle while I expound upon your repetition, stupidity, repetition, monotony, repetition, lack of creativity, and repetition...
((Almost every sentence in that contained a pun or a reference. Only one sentence involved a spelling change. COWER BEFORE MY MASTERY OF THE ART OF PUNNING!!!!!))
After delivering that diatribe, I
You have mail!
...Hmm. It has an attachment.
Omega-Class Fabricator. Hm. Gotta love time/void shenanigans and Courier.
But I shouldn't rely on this, it might get voided...
MEH.
Suddenly, a mirror appears, reflecting a giant blast of magical energies emanating from a doomed-timeline Discworld. This blast tears through the Entity Orb because Impossible Objects are stupid (like Richard) and incidentally made of circles, somehow also rotating the Metal Plates 90 degrees due to some applied improbability. I am ever so glad I have an Improbability Device right now. Which is making it Infinitely Improbable (a la H2G2, not 1/infinity directly) that I will avoid attacks aimed at me, if my shields are somehow down. Which they aren't. That's the enemy's gate that's down.
Speaking of which, I open a Dimensional Gate to the plane of Reasonably-Sized Lumps Of Antiantiantigodmium. The antiantiantigodmium falls out of the gate and counters the antiantigodmium, which the entire Mech is made of. ((Note: I couldn't find the original metal's name. If it is not ____godmium, and the attack gets noped because of that, I will personally track you down and slap you with a fish until you allow it.))
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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.
Twinbuilder, if FORCING players to switch sides (OVERRIDING normal respawn mechanics despite setting CLEAR precendents earlier that NOTHING can mess with respawns), and then just blocking their attacks because you dont like them (seriously, I spent about an hour planning my attacks that turn, you just didnt even bother trying to block them because you had an arbitrary hidden rule in place), you should quit GMing this game. I honestly expected better from you than this sort of bad gameplay in the final battle. /null
I jump to the Chestplate and heal Tazz with Seventh Sin.
I pull out Universal Roguelike and wave the wands around, causing a horde of diamondium mechanics (represented by ダ), pink color-renders (⾊), communist Linux penguins (☭) and Angry Racist Jewish Hambones (✡) to grab their )s and smash the Entity Orb repeatedly with them.
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Well then. If people won't take my potions, I'll FORCE them to! Now Tazz, this will only sting for a moment. I fill the Potion Syringe with my Potion of Zeus and inject it into Tazz before he leaves for the chestplate. Everyone, really. If you're wounded or just want to hit the parts with some splash potions, I DEMAND THAT YOU TAKE STUFF FOR FREE FROM THE ALCHEMY EMPORIUM!
Now then, if the Joints are destroyed, I move up to the chestplate and throw my Splash Potion of Temperature at a random metal plate.
If the Joints are not dead, I stay down here and fight like a real Minecraftian. I equip an eye patch and draw a scar on my face for a temporary awesomeness boost. I whirl around and fire off bolts of not quite blinding light at the Joints with The Blinding Light in Silicon Snipe lvl:10, Scrapyard Strife wait... I need a new name for this now that my weapon is different. Uhh... Starlight Strife? Something like that? Anyway, these bolts of light explode into little bursts of crackling holy electricity.
@slowdown Red Dragon via scientific impossibilities 2015: As the Red Dragon is the size of a universe (which luckily for him, doesn't seem to be as large as human stupidity), then he needs other universe sized objects to kick off of. Try moving just by yourself. No outside interactions. ... ... Have you tried? Well its impossible. In order to move your own center of mass, you must move the center of mass of something else. A sailboat cannot have a fan on board to blow into its own sail and expect that to work. The Red Dragon needs outside objects to move with. However, as he is so big, everything he tries will just break or get pushed aside before it offers enough resistance to get him moving at any reasonable speed.
@Richard: Caps lock... ON. THIS MEANS I'M SHOUTING NOW EVEN THOUGH ITS NOT REALLY NECESSARY.
"YEAH, SCRATCH HAD IT BETTER STILL! HE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WITH IT, SURE, BUT HE HAD MORE POWER! EITHER THAT OR I'M VASTLY OVERESTIMATING THE POWER OF THE DISC OF MOJANG AND/OR VASTLY UNDERESTIMATING THE RED DRAGON! BUT IT WAS SAID MULTIPLE TIMES THAT THE DISK COULD DO ANYTHING! SO WHY HE DIDN'T JUST SAY 'SUMMON EMPLOYER. ALSO, MAKE ME IMMORTAL WHILE YOURE AT IT' I DON'T KNOW, BUT HE DIDN'T ANYWAY. PLUS, SCRATCH DID YOUR JOB BETTER THAN YOU DID! IN FACT, A BUNCH OF BUGS DID YOUR JOB BETTER THAN YOU DID! YOU WANT TO MAKE PEOPLE RAGE QUIT, AND THE VORD ACTUALLY DID MAKE ME QUIT TEMPORARILY. AND IF IT WASN'T FOR FURIOUS SHOUTING AT TWIN, SCRATCH WOULD HAVE AS WELL!"
Twinbuilder, if FORCING players to switch sides (OVERRIDING normal respawn mechanics despite setting CLEAR precendents earlier that NOTHING can mess with respawns), and then just blocking their attacks because you dont like them (seriously, I spent about an hour planning my attacks that turn, you just didnt even bother trying to block them because you had an arbitrary hidden rule in place), you should quit GMing this game. I honestly expected better from you than this sort of bad gameplay in the final battle. /null
oh me oh my...
... ... ... really? Just really? ... ... I'm not even quite sure what to say... How about this: This is the final battle. Of course rules are going to change. If they didn't, that would just be a change in scale, not a change in kind. Also, if you're going to be rude to Twin, don't expect the nicest of treatments from other people. So you spent an hour on your attack and then it did nothing because you didn't read anywhere Twin said side characters aren't allowed. Boo-hoo. Twin spends about 4 hours, minimum, EVERY DAY updating this, drawing out picture for events, planning stories, coming up with responses, and trying to keep all our convoluted side plots straight. And Twin never signed any contract granting him dark demonic powers in exchange for selling his soul to DTG (at least, I don't think so. Twin? Do you have any comment on this?) so you honestly shouldn't expect anything from him (And I don't mean that in a rude way to Twin). He's doing this all for free and that's something you should remember for every forum game, RP, and anything else like it. The GM does this for free, and so you should respect them for that. Plus, at the end of the day, they're the one who's going to say if your action works or not. At any time, Twin could just quit and then you'd get no final battle. Sigh... and something else I should say... if you want something changed in a situation like this, don't blame the person at the top and demand change, even if they are technically at fault. I can say this with a little personal experience. Will accusing people make them think, "Oh, I really have been doing this wrong. I'm sorry, I'll go change it now."? No. More likely, its going to make them get defensive. And defensive people do not like to admit fault. Complaining in and of itself is fine, just don't blame other people for it.
Technically speaking, respawning hasn't been changed. You just have some different rules after respawning.
And that sentence doesn't make grammatical sense. Without the parentheses, it reads: "if FORCING players to switch sides, and then just blocking their attacks because you dont like them, you should quit GMing this game."
Your dependent clauses do not make a logical chain of thought that lead into your independent clause. You need something to link the second clause into your main idea, such as the words "is fun", or "brings laughter, joy, and kittens".
In other news, I also hope I can use my comb rave. I'm probably level 10 by now.
My stuff:
Potion of Critmist, Potion of Flares, Potion of Charring, Potion of Oblivion, and Potion of Temperature.
EVERYTHING IN THE EMPORIUM IS NOW FREE FOR ALL TO USE TO FIGHT THE INCARNATE! Anyone who is injured and about to die can pick up something like a Potion of Zeus or Nectar Cake.
Total wealth = 517$ (lvl 1 = 1 ingredient used, lvl 2 = 2 ingredients used or 2 potions combined, and so on)
Just take whatever you want as long as you, a: share and b: use it against the Incarnate in some way. You can keep giving Wilson +2s if you like, but they'll do literally nothing except maybe give Wilson a bigger bath of gold to jump into once all is said and done.
Potion of (super?) rejuvenation x1 (lvl 1, gives crits)
Potion of Magic x1 (lvl 1, random effects)
Potion of (holy) Wrath x2 (lvl 2, says on the tin)
Potion of Nectar x2 (lvl 2, healing and crit)
Splash potion of Critmist II x4 (lvl 3, crits)
Potion of Ambrosa x1 (lvl 3, healing + crits)
Nectar cake x1 (lvl 3, healing food. Not a potion)
Potion of Infusement x1 (lvl 2, magic power +)
Potion of Potential x1 (lvl 1, slight buff)
Potion of Fury x3 (lvl 3, magic power +, holy power ++)
Potion of Armor x2 (lvl 1, dmg reduction)
Potion of War II x2 (lvl 4, +dmg, -dmg taken)
Potion of Zeus x2 (lvl 4, healing, dmg dealt+ Dmg taken -)
Potion of Water Armor x2 (lvl1, armor while in water)
Potion of Moonlight x1 (lvl 1, regen)
Potion of Fortune x2 (lvl 1, more ores)
Potion of HellSun x2 (lvl 1, Powers of the Nether)
Potion of Scratch II x1 (lvl 3, control time for a bit)
Splash extended Potion of Flares x1 (lvl 3, burning cuts)
Potion of Crimson x3 (lvl 1, bleed)
Potion of Fear x2 (lvl 1, fear)
Splash Corruption Potion x2 (lvl 1, glitch)
Splash potion of Temperature II x2 (lvl 5, fire and ice cuts)
Extended Splash potion of Charring x2 (lvl 5, unhealing cuts)
Splash Potion of Oblivion II x1 (lvl 5, Life stealing cuts)
-H-M-A-S----S-H-I-P-
Wilson's eyes drift shut so that he could get some actual, restful, non forced sleep. The caffeine hadn't hit him as hard as he though it would, probably because he didn't drink very much (a shame really). That, and he was plain exhausted and it was getting to him. He hadn't slept properly since straining himself in fighting the Bleak. Sure, he had been left unconscious... twice now, but that wasn't the same thing as getting some real sleep.
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I nuke-jump {Like a rocket jump, but different} from the Chestplate to the God-Arm, trailing angry-looking particles, smash into the Shoulderplate at about Mach seventeen, use the Hellbreakers to stop myself sliding off, and prepare to help execute Engie's plan however I can, because when the nigh-omnipotent, Restraining Bolt-afflicted Universe Eater comes up with a good plan, you use it.
I target retroactively the oblivion joints(but what I truly wanted was to create more alpha rank godmodders but it seems it is not going to work because it would be way too much powerful also there is an high risk the rules applying to players apply to godmodders(the non creation of players rule))
Well, even if this fails, at least i'll die contempt that the Red Dragon will squash Richard as soon as he is the last one standing. After all, it's only natural that a massive force of chaos keeps destroying until the mighty Red Dragon remains the only thing in the universe after all. Well, it's a good feeling to have done everything in my power to ensure a good future for my son. While Richard can't do anything alone. I am happy with myself.
I overheal Maniac and then attempt to unleash hell by executing BATTLE TECHNIQUE => GHOSTLY. If that won't work because there are not enough Sacred Items, i simply apply some explosives left over from my first attack on the Incarnate.
The man quaffs the potion of critmist and charges towards the large chest plates. I go to kick downwards on the plates, but my leg stops in midair. Then his whole leg disappears, a ball of blue light hovering around where his leg originally attached. A couple long nail biting seconds pass. Suddenly, a cloud of that same blue light bursts into existence above the chestplate, a single hole hovering above where the man is standing. Hundreds of copies of legs rain down upon the chestplate, kicking and stomping the metal to bits. Large dents and scratch marks cover the formally pristine metal.
I pull out Arcus Orientum and fire 使用自动火器的有可怕畸形的侏儒猪猴 (Horribly Deformed Midget Pig Monkeys with Automatic Firearms), 共产主义的企鹅 (Communist Linux Penguins), 泻死星最高大便版 (the Diarrhea Death Star Supreme Excrement Edition), 美国国家安全局监狱 (NSA Jail), 天啊＿马上回来＿冰淇淋车＿火炮 (OMG_BRB_ICECREAMTRUCK_CANNON) and 真低劣的电脑病毒 (Really Sucky Virus, literally "Really Inferior Computer Virus") at the Entity Orb. The Horribly Deformed Midget Pig Monkeys with Automatic Firearms fire their automatic firearms at the Entity Orb, while the Communist Linux Penguins attack the Entity Orb with their weaponry. The Diarrhea Death Star Supreme Excrement Edition fires its laser at the Entity Orb, while the NSA Jail simply forces the Entity Orb to participate in the testing of Windows Torture 3.0. The OMG_BRB_ICECREAMTRUCK_CANNON is fired at the Entity Orb and the Really Sucky Virus infects the Entity Orb.
Since I can't punch Crusher, I decide to go for those still on Armaggedon Hill! I leap at OverlordXCano and tackle him into the lava! As an immortal zombie, I'm immune to lava! However, as I finish my dinner consisting of his brain, I realize that I NEED to get out of this lava before I turn back to normal! I climb up a ladder, but the godmodder siezes this opportunity to bombard me with ghasts! As everyone knows, trying to escape Ghasts using a ladder is purely luck-based! However, using the last vestiges of my zombie powers, I launch off the ladder, and start eating the ghasts' brains! I ping-pong from ghast to ghast, eating them all until I'm cured! Of course, it turns out OverlordXCano had a spirit link to the ghasts, so he was the one who took all the damage.
Comb rave isn't due yet for me guys... I think I have to wait for the last one/one of the last ones.
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I head upwards, to the Chestplate.
Now, I suppose it might be a good idea to detail what the best courses of action happen to be. Plan one; we destroy the Chestplate, use the two Raves (who's even eligible for them, at the current moment?) we currently have on both of the Arms to obliterate them, before taking out the Head as a group. This would be ideal, if not for the slight delay thanks to the lack of players in the Left Leg. Plan two; everyone who happens to know what this means, execute the Primary Directive, and carry out the pact we spoke of. This is assuming we cannot deal with the Incarnate in time. We've got less than twelve turns until we are absorbed into the cold grasp of inevitability and oblivion. Do make them count.
Anyways, I absorb well over 280 CV/s of Purus vis in an attempt to remove my Corruption debuff. That is not something I need for the moment. If I succeed, I attempt to obtain small fragments of liquid corruption before they decay away under the light of purification for future study.
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I turn towards generic... It would seem he is attacking the incarnate... Perfect.
ALL HAIL THE GODMODDER
I ram my staff right into his head, he nearly falls off, but grabs a ledge, just barely. As he struggles up, I point the staff at his hands "See ya around" I say, and blast his hands.
Everyone is completely surprised, and looks up at the Richard, but he is just as stunned as all the other players. "You really think we simply forgot about you, do you believe your actions were unwatched?"
The godmodder: "?" "Do you not remember us, perhaps you have become tainted by this corruption in your mind, to tell you the truth, we were surprised. When you started destroying the world, we spent all our resources to create the.. Well I won't go into detail about, only that we found a way to control minds, much easier than sending an army. We initialized it with the zombification. This allowed us to cause the players to tear themselves apart, but we wanted control of players, to ensure their defeat, so we used the weakest minded". The Godmodder: "..."
" we saw we could finish off everything with one stroke, if we destroyed your enemies. the godmodders, the players, everything, and then we will start at the top. Your universe will be destroyed, and ours will survive, for ever".
Proof is no longer himself anymore, he has been turned into a deadly killing machine, and wishes for this world to end. (Yes this was a setup for the prequel, and maybe sequel).
I teleport off of the left leg and head toward build.
There is no hope... There is, but its very small
The end is here... Except for me, because I'm special
And a new age will begin... Of nothing... Which is void... Which is my main alignment.
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Alright, this arbitrary loss of side characters goes both ways, Twinbuilder. Split is your side character, and since side characters are NOT allowed according to you, he should be stuck in the TARDIS. I almost attack Split over this, but since that would be tactically disadvantageous (even though I honestly should not care at this point), I just go try to get at Build's brains again. I exploit my invulnerability to attach to his face and not let go until I am no longer a zombie. I pump all those actions he just ignored under the "oh side characters arent allowed at all" premise, which was deliberately made unclear so that he could mess me up (SERIOUSLY, WHY DIDNT YOU JUST HAVE A CURSE OF ANTI-SIDE CHARACTER TO MAKE THIS CLEAR SO I WOULD NOT LOSE AN ENTIRE ROUND OF ATTACKS OVER A TECHNICALLITY!!!!!).
Seriously, I honestly get the opinion that your whole purpose here is to screw me. Instead of having the Godmodders I target use their GODMODDING POWERS to block my attack, you make up some "no side characters" crap (even though I mentioned I was about to do the EXACT SAME THINGS without his influence, just the motives would change), and claim you said it "multiple times" despite flat out ignoring EXOS' attacks during the first round before even MENTIONING that side characters were not allowed. Also, the Curse of Anti-Respawn just ruins gameplay, though at least it gives me an opportunity to kill Build and end the game as a loss no matter what happens. Just remember, since I already damaged Build, it would be in the game's best interest to not have me quit (otherwise Build is helpless and unable to heal, leaving him open to being destroyed by the Incarnate easily).
Okay, the last try at this disappeared, so trying again:
I ram into the breastplates at Mach 1000, Bowser's spiked Koopa shell first, then use Snake's RPG and fire it at my feet, which does no friendly fire damage because it runs on Nintendo Logic.
Then I talk to the Godmodder in a calm, even tone of voice which so happens to pierce through any attempt to block it through the magic of magic:
"Hi. How are you doing in there? I mean, it can't be that comfortable. We are not going to stop attacking this mech until it is destroyed, then you will be stunned and your last hit of damage will be taken by whatever the next attack is. It's like you don't have pattern recognition!
I have another thing to say. Thank you, Godmodder. Thank you for sucking. You are entertaining us all, and making this forum and server more popular than many others, all because of your antics. Seriously, how many people have rage quit because of you? Certainly not as many as have joined because you are here. If you weren't the admin, the admin would thank you for causing the server to be more lively then ever before. It's proof of your failure that over 25 thousand posts are dedicated to destroying you. You know what will cause people to quit the server? You quitting. Over this long journey, I've learned a couple of things. First, you are not confident in your own abilities, or else why would you resort to godmodding in the first place? Second, you are a coward who won't face people like a man, but would rather cower behind or inside terror mobs and mechs. Lastly, you suck at your job. No place is this more apparent than right here on The Incarnate. I'm going to leave once you are gone, and I am only here because you are. There are at least 50 or so people that can say the same. You are a failure at getting people to rage quit, despite help from people, animals, eldritch abominations, and the like. You say that you know what to do to get us to rage quit? YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH! You aren't even trying that anymore, you are just trying to kick people off of the server. That is not rage quitting."
I take this giant quote and throw it at the Beard.
If you can see the other post I did TB, discount either of these posts, but please not both. I cannot see my other post, but maybe that's only me.
No matter who wins, this can't end well...people like you should be burning in...you know, that place.
As usual, the only way to end a war for good is to discover its beginning...and end that beginning.
So, Uzi. Sorry to let you know, but this is as far as you go.
"lol ur stooped im God."
"Actually, as the omnipotent creator of this universe, I think I fit the bill more than some bearded guy who can't escape from some rope."
"NO CRUSHER MAN THAT'S ILLEGAL"
I punch Crusher48 in the face, then leap onto the Chestplate.
Let's see, who currently alive can rave...
Pionoplayer, Kayne, Amperzand, myself. TT2000 is unfortunately a zombler.
TT, punch Crusher48 for me please.
Pionoplayer, Kayne, I would appreciate you heading over to the right arm.
Amperzand, come with me to the god arm.
We have our Comb Raves ready, and we should spend them.
Gentlemen.
COMMENCE OPERATION: DISARMAMENT!
Alpha Trigger: 17%
Heh.
GODDAMN IT
STUPID GENDERFLIP VIRUS
=TURN ONE=
=idio(t)s=
...you're never going (t)o de(c)ode my s(t)uffs, are you?
bluh, have a free de(c)ode.
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1ZWiVtSX6IyfzstTE8pMV5nHlXDc_VdSA_WYxdsbfD9c/edit?usp=sharing
you're wel(c)ome i guess.
=ACTION=
I create a small pair of wooden wings, and fly up towards the CHESTPLATE. Making like KID ICARUS (to Pit's annoyance), I pull out THE OTHER SIDE, and begin flying around, looping and shooting the METAL PLATES, tearing shreds off them! I then use CHAIRSTORM LVL 10 on the METAL PLATES, because every good ICARUS KID has special attacks.
The dream that you've never dreamed is suddenly about to FLOWER.
Chair-City? (Ind) (Tra)
Act 1!
I, realizing that the Joints may not be dead...Fail to care enough. Zombles everywhere. Generic, Fseftr, Modpack, you can handle it before you leave, right? If not you, the few Entities we have (spoil-related or otherwise) can help. Regardless of that, I immediately beat feet to the Chestplate. I spam "MEDIC!" Because I really need the heals, please and thank you.
I make my opening move with the Oblivion's Topper and it's Orchid Fires, as well as the Mental Musket as a...Medium. I set the hat on the butt of the musket as I made my preparations. "HONESTLY, WE ARE JUST UTTERLY TRASHING YOUR STUPID MACHINE RIGHT NOW!!" I yell at Richard as I take aim. "SERIOUSLY! THIS IS IT?! I'VE SEEN BETTER OUT OF A SOCCER BALL! LITERALLY A PLAIN SOCCER BALL, SPORTING NOTHING! NO MAJJYKAL POWERS, NO SUPER STRENGTH, NOTHING! AND IT IS STRONGER THAN THIS SACK OF [REDACTED]!" I exclaim, letting lewd language get the better of me as I make the Oblivion's Topper get hot and ready, empowering the Mental Musket with the fires. "HOW IS IT THAT YOU CAN SEEMINGLY DO NOTHING RIGHT, WHEN IT ACTUALLY MATTERS?!"
The Oblivion's Topper quickly makes full power, and the Mental Musket itself glows with an unearthly light, the light of the mind and the light of the code. Time to lay down the law here.
"AH WELL! CAN'T COMPLAIN ABOUT EASY JOBS, EH RICHARD?!?!"
I fire the Mental Musket.
What would usually come out of this thing is a bullet. What comes out of this is not a bullet. It's like a freaking laser beam, nailing the Metal Plates dead-on, as code and mind powers, semi-distant cousins of Order powers themselves, eat at the embodiment of Chaos, Corruption, Destruction and Wrath with Order, Purification, Creation and Clarity-The Clarity of Anti-Godmodder victory, that is. It's as clear as day, and I'll pave the way to victory myself, if I have to. The Orchid Fires dance upon the Metal Plates.
I don't waste attack power. I immediately whirl the Mental Musket atop my head, allowing the spread-out fire to converge upon me, turning into a walking tornado of fire. Slowly, I step upon the Metal Plates guarding the Superlaser, as I simply walk upon them, destroying them with pure code and mind-based wrath. If these things actually had minds, this would be more effective, but can't be picky about it right now.
The flame vortex eventually subsides, and I eventually back off.
I like your style, engie. Of course, I should arm myself as well. Though, acquiring materials for this kind of work normally costs an arm and a leg...I'd better leg it to a grinder. Or just grind out some mats. Then again, we need to pound the Godmodder into the mat right now. Eh. *looks around* Drat. I forgot to take a left at Albuquerque. Again. Better hop back there...Where was I? Oh. I see what you're trying to do, Richard, stealing back the spotlight from Scratch, but you can probably scratch any plans you have of successfully stealing the spotlight entirely. The harsh glare inherent in the whole Tuba Incident casts you in a bad light. Oh well, at least I can make some light of the situation... Though I'm afraid I don't have sunglasses big enough for your eyes up there. Eh. In sunnary, though, you still haven't gone beyond Scratch's power, and with all these Mechs, you're kind of like a broken record at this point. Like an eleven year old, flaming people because he can. I do wish you'd can the stupid incessant repetition, it's getting to be repetitive. Seriously, are you sure you're not cursed™? ...I so much want to unleash a torrent of cursewords but that wouldn't help me convince you of your own stupidity. It's like building a better pump next to a dry river. You're not getting any flow. W/e. I should just put this conversation on ice, though, it's freezing the battle while I expound upon your repetition, stupidity, repetition, monotony, repetition, lack of creativity, and repetition...
((Almost every sentence in that contained a pun or a reference. Only one sentence involved a spelling change. COWER BEFORE MY MASTERY OF THE ART OF PUNNING!!!!!))
After delivering that diatribe, I
You have mail!
...Hmm. It has an attachment.
Omega-Class Fabricator. Hm. Gotta love time/void shenanigans and Courier.
But I shouldn't rely on this, it might get voided...
MEH.
Suddenly, a mirror appears, reflecting a giant blast of magical energies emanating from a doomed-timeline Discworld. This blast tears through the Entity Orb because Impossible Objects are stupid (like Richard) and incidentally made of circles, somehow also rotating the Metal Plates 90 degrees due to some applied improbability. I am ever so glad I have an Improbability Device right now. Which is making it Infinitely Improbable (a la H2G2, not 1/infinity directly) that I will avoid attacks aimed at me, if my shields are somehow down. Which they aren't. That's the enemy's gate that's down.
Speaking of which, I open a Dimensional Gate to the plane of Reasonably-Sized Lumps Of Antiantiantigodmium. The antiantiantigodmium falls out of the gate and counters the antiantigodmium, which the entire Mech is made of. ((Note: I couldn't find the original metal's name. If it is not ____godmium, and the attack gets noped because of that, I will personally track you down and slap you with a fish until you allow it.))
[Client thread/INFO] [Natura]: TConstruct, we're going to take over the world!
Twinbuilder, if FORCING players to switch sides (OVERRIDING normal respawn mechanics despite setting CLEAR precendents earlier that NOTHING can mess with respawns), and then just blocking their attacks because you dont like them (seriously, I spent about an hour planning my attacks that turn, you just didnt even bother trying to block them because you had an arbitrary hidden rule in place), you should quit GMing this game. I honestly expected better from you than this sort of bad gameplay in the final battle. /null
I jump to the Chestplate and heal Tazz with Seventh Sin.
I pull out Universal Roguelike and wave the wands around, causing a horde of diamondium mechanics (represented by ダ), pink color-renders (⾊), communist Linux penguins (☭) and Angry Racist Jewish Hambones (✡) to grab their )s and smash the Entity Orb repeatedly with them.
Well then. If people won't take my potions, I'll FORCE them to! Now Tazz, this will only sting for a moment. I fill the Potion Syringe with my Potion of Zeus and inject it into Tazz before he leaves for the chestplate. Everyone, really. If you're wounded or just want to hit the parts with some splash potions, I DEMAND THAT YOU TAKE STUFF FOR FREE FROM THE ALCHEMY EMPORIUM!
Now then, if the Joints are destroyed, I move up to the chestplate and throw my Splash Potion of Temperature at a random metal plate.
If the Joints are not dead, I stay down here and fight like a real Minecraftian. I equip an eye patch and draw a scar on my face for a temporary awesomeness boost. I whirl around and fire off bolts of not quite blinding light at the Joints with The Blinding Light in Silicon Snipe lvl:10,
Scrapyard Strifewait... I need a new name for this now that my weapon is different. Uhh... Starlight Strife? Something like that? Anyway, these bolts of light explode into little bursts of crackling holy electricity.@slowdown Red Dragon via scientific impossibilities 2015: As the Red Dragon is the size of a universe (which luckily for him, doesn't seem to be as large as human stupidity), then he needs other universe sized objects to kick off of. Try moving just by yourself. No outside interactions. ... ... Have you tried? Well its impossible. In order to move your own center of mass, you must move the center of mass of something else. A sailboat cannot have a fan on board to blow into its own sail and expect that to work. The Red Dragon needs outside objects to move with. However, as he is so big, everything he tries will just break or get pushed aside before it offers enough resistance to get him moving at any reasonable speed.
@Richard: Caps lock... ON. THIS MEANS I'M SHOUTING NOW EVEN THOUGH ITS NOT REALLY NECESSARY.
"YEAH, SCRATCH HAD IT BETTER STILL! HE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WITH IT, SURE, BUT HE HAD MORE POWER! EITHER THAT OR I'M VASTLY OVERESTIMATING THE POWER OF THE DISC OF MOJANG AND/OR VASTLY UNDERESTIMATING THE RED DRAGON! BUT IT WAS SAID MULTIPLE TIMES THAT THE DISK COULD DO ANYTHING! SO WHY HE DIDN'T JUST SAY 'SUMMON EMPLOYER. ALSO, MAKE ME IMMORTAL WHILE YOURE AT IT' I DON'T KNOW, BUT HE DIDN'T ANYWAY. PLUS, SCRATCH DID YOUR JOB BETTER THAN YOU DID! IN FACT, A BUNCH OF BUGS DID YOUR JOB BETTER THAN YOU DID! YOU WANT TO MAKE PEOPLE RAGE QUIT, AND THE VORD ACTUALLY DID MAKE ME QUIT TEMPORARILY. AND IF IT WASN'T FOR FURIOUS SHOUTING AT TWIN, SCRATCH WOULD HAVE AS WELL!"
@Crusher:
oh me oh my...
Technically speaking, respawning hasn't been changed. You just have some different rules after respawning.
And that sentence doesn't make grammatical sense. Without the parentheses, it reads: "if FORCING players to switch sides, and then just blocking their attacks because you dont like them, you should quit GMing this game."
Your dependent clauses do not make a logical chain of thought that lead into your independent clause. You need something to link the second clause into your main idea, such as the words "is fun", or "brings laughter, joy, and kittens".
In other news, I also hope I can use my comb rave. I'm probably level 10 by now.
My stuff:
Potion of Critmist, Potion of Flares, Potion of Charring, Potion of Oblivion, and Potion of Temperature.
-H-M-A-S----S-H-I-P-
Wilson's eyes drift shut so that he could get some actual, restful, non forced sleep. The caffeine hadn't hit him as hard as he though it would, probably because he didn't drink very much (a shame really). That, and he was plain exhausted and it was getting to him. He hadn't slept properly since straining himself in fighting the Bleak. Sure, he had been left unconscious... twice now, but that wasn't the same thing as getting some real sleep.
There's a difference between a hero and a champion. A champion overcomes threats, but a hero overcomes fears.
All my maps, click here.
Then there's also a Youtube channel I'm somewhat involved in.
>Tactical superiority detected.
I nuke-jump {Like a rocket jump, but different} from the Chestplate to the God-Arm, trailing angry-looking particles, smash into the Shoulderplate at about Mach seventeen, use the Hellbreakers to stop myself sliding off, and prepare to help execute Engie's plan however I can, because when the nigh-omnipotent, Restraining Bolt-afflicted Universe Eater comes up with a good plan, you use it.
>HAC TESSERACT STANDING BY.
happen
Somehow, I ended up GM-ing this thing over at Bay12;
http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=149024.870
I target retroactively the oblivion joints(but what I truly wanted was to create more alpha rank godmodders but it seems it is not going to work because it would be way too much powerful also there is an high risk the rules applying to players apply to godmodders(the non creation of players rule))
I move up to the chestplate.
Well, even if this fails, at least i'll die contempt that the Red Dragon will squash Richard as soon as he is the last one standing. After all, it's only natural that a massive force of chaos keeps destroying until the mighty Red Dragon remains the only thing in the universe after all. Well, it's a good feeling to have done everything in my power to ensure a good future for my son. While Richard can't do anything alone. I am happy with myself.
I overheal Maniac and then attempt to unleash hell by executing BATTLE TECHNIQUE => GHOSTLY. If that won't work because there are not enough Sacred Items, i simply apply some explosives left over from my first attack on the Incarnate.
-----
No Joke
UBER: 1 Charge
Ubercharge, Kritz, Wither, Joker Gas, MMMPH
Avatar is Terrible Terry Hintz from LISA - The Painful RPG.
I leap onto Godarm.
"Oh, this is gonna be so good..."
GODDAMN IT
STUPID GENDERFLIP VIRUS
Universal Power Ubercharge Meter: 5/9
Antimatter Buster Nuke: Not used.
Tiny Antimatter Canisters: 8
Antimatter Torpedoes: 18. Reloaded. Ready for use.
==Actions==
Lothyra looks at the damaged legs.
Lothyra: "Okay. Guys, run up to the arms and chestplate and USE YOUR COMB RAVES!"
*crickets*
Lothyra: "As for me, I'll be taking the fight up close and personal."
Lothyra then heals the non-zombified AG player with the lowest health using Universal Power. She enters the FPES and flies up to the Chestplate.
In the grim darkness of an imprisoned Minecraftia, there is only war.
Lothyropolis
"DIMENSION STOMP!"
The man quaffs the potion of critmist and charges towards the large chest plates. I go to kick downwards on the plates, but my leg stops in midair. Then his whole leg disappears, a ball of blue light hovering around where his leg originally attached. A couple long nail biting seconds pass. Suddenly, a cloud of that same blue light bursts into existence above the chestplate, a single hole hovering above where the man is standing. Hundreds of copies of legs rain down upon the chestplate, kicking and stomping the metal to bits. Large dents and scratch marks cover the formally pristine metal.
Oh, so that's why the purpose of the trial isn't to Stand and Wait while you obliterate everything...
Well, it WAS a wall of text, but I guess I can see now how this works.
By the way, can I used the charges I saved up myself to upgrade my player's entity?
Action 1/3
If vulnerable, I take out the Oblivion Canister and yank it out with all my strength.
If not, I put on some rubber gloves and boots and empty a Scattergun's magazine/clip into the Joint.
If already destroyed, I jump over to the Chestplate.
An alternate timeline emerges.
However, we must first start from the beginning...
Microsoft Lili joins the TTS Comedy scene!
I pull out Arcus Orientum and fire 使用自动火器的有可怕畸形的侏儒猪猴 (Horribly Deformed Midget Pig Monkeys with Automatic Firearms), 共产主义的企鹅 (Communist Linux Penguins), 泻死星最高大便版 (the Diarrhea Death Star Supreme Excrement Edition), 美国国家安全局监狱 (NSA Jail), 天啊＿马上回来＿冰淇淋车＿火炮 (OMG_BRB_ICECREAMTRUCK_CANNON) and 真低劣的电脑病毒 (Really Sucky Virus, literally "Really Inferior Computer Virus") at the Entity Orb. The Horribly Deformed Midget Pig Monkeys with Automatic Firearms fire their automatic firearms at the Entity Orb, while the Communist Linux Penguins attack the Entity Orb with their weaponry. The Diarrhea Death Star Supreme Excrement Edition fires its laser at the Entity Orb, while the NSA Jail simply forces the Entity Orb to participate in the testing of Windows Torture 3.0. The OMG_BRB_ICECREAMTRUCK_CANNON is fired at the Entity Orb and the Really Sucky Virus infects the Entity Orb.
Since I can't punch Crusher, I decide to go for those still on Armaggedon Hill! I leap at OverlordXCano and tackle him into the lava! As an immortal zombie, I'm immune to lava! However, as I finish my dinner consisting of his brain, I realize that I NEED to get out of this lava before I turn back to normal! I climb up a ladder, but the godmodder siezes this opportunity to bombard me with ghasts! As everyone knows, trying to escape Ghasts using a ladder is purely luck-based! However, using the last vestiges of my zombie powers, I launch off the ladder, and start eating the ghasts' brains! I ping-pong from ghast to ghast, eating them all until I'm cured! Of course, it turns out OverlordXCano had a spirit link to the ghasts, so he was the one who took all the damage.
Comb rave isn't due yet for me guys... I think I have to wait for the last one/one of the last ones.
Check out my bad CTM map reviews here.
Hazel Wand: II (ECLIPSED.)
Ring of Sorcery: Current Mode Active: Abyssal. Inky Epiphany II Abyssal Energies III
I head upwards, to the Chestplate.
Now, I suppose it might be a good idea to detail what the best courses of action happen to be. Plan one; we destroy the Chestplate, use the two Raves (who's even eligible for them, at the current moment?) we currently have on both of the Arms to obliterate them, before taking out the Head as a group. This would be ideal, if not for the slight delay thanks to the lack of players in the Left Leg. Plan two; everyone who happens to know what this means, execute the Primary Directive, and carry out the pact we spoke of. This is assuming we cannot deal with the Incarnate in time. We've got less than twelve turns until we are absorbed into the cold grasp of inevitability and oblivion. Do make them count.
Anyways, I absorb well over 280 CV/s of Purus vis in an attempt to remove my Corruption debuff. That is not something I need for the moment. If I succeed, I attempt to obtain small fragments of liquid corruption before they decay away under the light of purification for future study.
I turn towards generic... It would seem he is attacking the incarnate... Perfect.
ALL HAIL THE GODMODDER
I ram my staff right into his head, he nearly falls off, but grabs a ledge, just barely. As he struggles up, I point the staff at his hands "See ya around" I say, and blast his hands.
Everyone is completely surprised, and looks up at the Richard, but he is just as stunned as all the other players. "You really think we simply forgot about you, do you believe your actions were unwatched?"The godmodder: "?""Do you not remember us, perhaps you have become tainted by this corruption in your mind, to tell you the truth, we were surprised. When you started destroying the world, we spent all our resources to create the.. Well I won't go into detail about, only that we found a way to control minds, much easier than sending an army. We initialized it with the zombification. This allowed us to cause the players to tear themselves apart, but we wanted control of players, to ensure their defeat, so we used the weakest minded".The Godmodder: "..."" we saw we could finish off everything with one stroke, if we destroyed your enemies. the godmodders, the players, everything, and then we will start at the top. Your universe will be destroyed, and ours will survive, for ever".Proof is no longer himself anymore, he has been turned into a deadly killing machine, and wishes for this world to end. (Yes this was a setup for the prequel, and maybe sequel).I teleport off of the left leg and head toward build.
There is no hope... There is, but its very small
The end is here... Except for me, because I'm special
And a new age will begin... Of nothing... Which is void... Which is my main alignment.
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