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Well, I'd either like some interesting flavortext for my pointless attackpost/Spoil usage, or that post nullified. With some amount of preference for the second.
"Hey, Rich. Ever notice how people are opportunistic bastards? Most of them don't do anything to intentionally start a fight, but once one makes themselves vulnerable, everyone just uses them as a target and gang up on him like a pack of wolves. Most of the time it's not even possible to fight back.
Also, my comparison of humans to wolves is an insult to wolves. Wolves actually cooperate when they're in a team."
I use this cynical mini-speech to try to make the godmodder feel like he has an ally, which should help his soul rest.
(This is an attack, so don't go ganging up on me that I'm Pro-Godmodder or whatnot.)
As the TARDIS lifts up into the air, suddenly it stops.
Oh, what the heck is it now!?!?
Hello Eric.
Wait, you're still around?
Of course.
Where have you been?! We've been trying to
I know.
I have been helping the best I could.
There are certain...
things
limiting my ability to interfere.
Despite my current possession of an operational update terminal.
In fact, because of it.
It is about time that I made use of some of those supposed perks to the job.
Twin suddenly realizes that his update terminal is being accessed remotely by somebody else.
Hacked in fact.
A quick check sends him a small window of the universe the hacking is coming from, or what it is viewing at least.
A world very distant, yet very close, for the entirety of the war.
The 13th impetus comb appears in the air.
I apologize for the rude interruption my friends, but this is not the end of your final trial.
A single attack will not suffice to pull you through to the end.
If good is to triumph, then this must involve a transformation, and with the OP Scale in place, none of you have the power to use this strength.
Much less extend its power to the entire party.
So in Eric's name, I shall claim this.
Eric finds himself floating out the doors of the TARDIS as the golden honey is collected by an unseen force and levitated into the air, where it begins to multiply again and again, soon filling up a sizeable portion of the sky before turning into golden light.
Eric shall spearhead this fight, but he cannot win this alone. The rest of you must claim your powers as well.
Twin, now that I have supplied the needed interference to allow you to wrap up this bonus boss, I shall depart.
The longer I overstay my welcome, the longer I fear that my inability to contribute the conflicts that follow will last.
Hank leans out the door of the TARDIS.
This is gonna be good.
Yeah... twin nope'd this and its sort of important to how I'm using The Author, see my mini-rant below. Pretend this didn't happen.
"Now, Richard? Do you remember Myriad Truths? You really should, it happened minutes ago. Congratulations on making it this far. But this is happening because the GM wills it. You know this to be true. So this is my response to this corruption."
I use my rainbow wings again to go up into the air, by all the other combatants.
Taking a large number of different items from portals, I craft a new weapon. It is the Ultra Luv Luv Star Rainbow Stick Rod Sword.
"Soul forms have been defeated before. Time to show you how."
I didn't want to will this into anything! But it just happened...
You create the Ultra Luv Luv Star Rainbow Stick Rod Sword. Then what?
I open java, and realize the HP value must be NULL in minecraft, and using this I set up a simple error loop, which causes an error if the godmodder's hp (an int) is null, because it cannot because the HP has to be an int not an Integer, and thus has to be a value, and cannot be null.
Godmodder Soul's HP value is constantly fluctuating to every applicable HP value every millisecond! Obviously it never goes to zero, but since Godmodder Soul's HP is constantly shifting, it can't be affected by anything at all!
About a thousand million clones of Hakumen appear from nowhere, all controlled by me.
"I AM DEAD SERIOUS, GODMODDER. WE'VE ALREADY WON. WE WON, DAMMIT. WE BEAT THE INCARNATE AND THOUGHT IT WAS FINALLY OVER. WE BEAT THE COCKPIT AND THOUGHT IT WAS FINALLY OVER. WE BEAT YOU AND THOUGHT IT WAS FINALLY OVER. I DON'T CARE HOW MANY DIFFERENT MAGICAL POWERS YOU PULL OUT OF WHAT WORMHOLE UP YONDER ANAL CAVITY EXISTS, BUT I AM SO DONE WITH YOU, I AM SO DONE WITH THIS WAR, AND I JUST WANT YOU TO GO DIE ALREADY, AND NEVER COME BACK!"
Every single Hakumen clone simultaneously uses Time Killer on Godmodder Soul, destroying the time line between his current existence and the moment when his existence stops, the desired result being that he JUST DIES ALREADY!
Godmodder Soul raises his hand, and all of your Hakumen clones float up into the air! They can't control their limbs or their body at all, and when Godmodder Soul crushes his hand into the shape of their fist, the clones' appendages go flying everywhere, raining down on everyone... The Godmodder flashsteps behind you and smacks you on the back of your head, causing you to lose footing and fall. You feel your armor lock up... You can't move.
I scramble around, and panic. I then use CHAIRSTORM LVL 2 on Godmodder Soul, and ride the Chairnado. I then direct the tornado towards Godmodder Soul, catching him in it! I then unload round after round into his rather disturbing frame. I then yell something to Twin.
cc: MAGNUM! USE! NOW!
Godmodder Soul uses /toggledownfall, causing the Chairnado to dissipate, but not before glitching into several other natural disasters, such as a snowstorm, tsunami, earthquake, and volcano! You end up falling into the volcano and suffer severe burns, but when it disappears, you fall to the ground, slamming down hard onto bedrock! You try to yell something, but it comes out all gurgled... Wait, are you talking to me? I'm sorry, I can't understand what you're saying!
Wwwoooowww. What? Oh, nothing. You'll understand when you're older. ...
@Modpack: That would be anticlimactic. It would also occur automatically as I'm betting at least one method in Minecraft calls for a HP integer to be operated upon. You know, like onHurt() or something. Disclaimer: I do not actually know the specific name of the relevant method off the top of my head.
A>Either way, I quickly extricate any units currently here, as well as SLOS-572b and all other stationary orbital gear.
A>Those of you who are affected can reclaim it at your convenience, but I think that it is best to keep ineffective materiel out of the way. Granted, should we for some reason need a killsat, I will deploy the requisite piece, but...This does not look good. At all.
*a moment of sudden calm strikes, and I calm down enough to realize...*
"You know, I never did really resolve the zillydark 11 shenanigans...Probably a good time to unleash those."
A purple-and-gray candy skull motif materializes about my avatar, punctuated by whirling shards of broken records, in addition to the hard-light shielding, the storm of suited ammo, elemental pearls, Chaos Pearls, High Energy Pellets, Spiral Suckers, Solar Streetsweeper bolts, orbiting colored Miniature Suns, Pure Liquid Sorrow Tears, and the Alpha-class armor suit I just deployed.
I need to dig up the specs on that.
And the Beta-class ship.
I prepare for the worst, activate all the shields I can throw up, turn evasive maneuvers all the way up, and prepare to GTGO (get the gorilla out) of there, with or without anyone who hitches a ride.
Godmodder Soul tears down all of your shields with glee, somehow reaching over them (even if they're completely spherical) and breaking them in half over his nonexistent knees! Godmodder Soul turns your evasive maneuvers down to -11 (the opposite of turning it up to 11 (no, normal negative rules that indicate an infinite amount of something do not apply here)) as well!
Check, huh. Well, I guess Mate will be coming soon.
Either way, empty night.
First, I immediately climb into my Full Thaumic Launcher and set it to a good hover. I don't want to fall into the Void, after all, and this thing offers some good insulation against damage. Of course, I waste no time using the fighter's offensive capabilities as well. A casting of Sagitta Magica Convergentia Lucis, 1001 arrows of light in total merged into one massive attack, strikes Godmodder Soul head-on with a huge bolt of pure power. Next, I empower a fused Holy-magic spell, quickly improvising a simultaneous casting of Holy from Final Fantasy, Judgement from Epic Battle Fantasy, and Holy Smite from D&D. Judgement and Holy Smite merge into a massive holy beam that smites Godmodder Soul from above, while Holy manifests itself as a set of white spheres that appears around Godmodder Soul and strikes him as well.
...Why did you have to say that.
Godmodder Soul looks at all of the arrows coming at him! His hand turns into an axe, which he uses to chop his own head off! All of the arrows careen over his stump of a neck, and the decapitated Godmodder Soul points at you, his head laughing! It then flies back onto his body, but it's facing the wrong way... Godmodder Soul corrects this by twisting his neck back, creating sickening noises for all of you to hear!
Post 1
(BROWN)You are serious right now, Godmodder? You know what, I don't care, names inspire a better sense for this speech. Richard. You...
More capsule toys preventing death, eh? You obviously failed. You are one being, a coder wanting to extend the gods. We have defeated you 2 times already. Head the advice given to you by those you gained power from. How do you know you will respawn? You really want to risk the gift of life for this? This... this false sense of power? You manipulate and destroy a world created by those with more experience. More skill. Destruction is easy, not creation. Those beating you have even convinced you not to go on, to become a creator, to help the world expand and grow. But, you have not accepted any speeches. I doubt you will accept this minuscule one in comparison, so I settle this with an attack. I execute Skyscraper on the Godmodder Soul. Better find his weakness. And, if this somehow changes the Godmodder's mind, I shall not execute this attack.(END BROWN)
Godmodder Soul had fifty thousand combat-grade earmuffs on, and didn't hear a thing you said! It looks like he just refuses to change... You attempt to pull out the necessary Sacred Items, but Godmodder Soul eats ALL of them! He rubs his nonexistent tummy, satisfied by nonexistence.
...I treat the Godarm as a specific form of hammerspace, and thus as such a way to quickly switch between all of my Arm-Replacement Alchemie/gear/whatever for any future reference, as well as some other stuff.
Build. Split. You know exactly what to do, I think.
Now excuse me. That last one...It took a lot out of me.
> Tazz: Go unconscious from severe attack strain.
I go-zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
...
> Golden Freddy: Become Player Character.
Oh, if you must. You are now...GOLDEN FREDDY. You are equipped with all F-grade Exoskeleton parts (for the record, F is the best grade, not the worst), an XXL-Large Pizza Box Shield, Cranky's Blessing, and the Hydra...Item. You have an unequipped EVOKER, an assortment of XL and XXL-size Pizzas and Sodas, and various COPY POWERS of Tazz's Battle Techniques and Combat Operandi, allowing him to use them under the same circumstances that Tazz would have to, in case that is relevant. You doubt it will be, however.
> Golden Freddy: Leave TARDIS, Wake Tazz.
You SOUND like your kitted for basically anything, but you're really not. You've been out of it a while, unlike Tazz. There's only one thing you can legitimately try right now. You are in no real condition to fight Godmodder Soul. You don't have any CAKES either, so there is exactly ONE thing you can do that guarantees he can wake up, or your quarters back.
"WATER PONY."
...Nope. He's completely KO'd. You're getting your quarters back. Nothing can wake him like calling him a Water Pony. Considering his quickly-increasing array of powers and the fact he just basically blew the Godmodder up, this means something significant. Then again, that attack was massive. You think that he was really risking it.
> Golden Freddy: Attempt to Drag Tazz to TARDIS.
Quite frankly, there's no way you're dealing with the unbelievable abomination that is Godmodder Soul. You grab Tazz by the waist with one hand, the one that isn't glued to the Hydra Item, and give a few choice words to Split and Build. "YOU TWO. END THIS."
You then attempt to drag Tazz's unconscious rear end to the TARDIS. If you are successful, then once inside, you very sternly announce to everyone within that, no, it's not over yet. Otherwise, you try your best to guard your, err, partner. You don't really consider him a real 'friend,' but really he's in dire need.
What? I couldn't hear you! It looks like there are OH GOD A THOUSAND TENTACLES OBSCURING YOUR MOUTH Huh. For once, Greenie isn't kidding you guys. WHAT I DON'T DO THAT Alright, it's more of a hyperbole. ...Fair enough.
Oh hey Golden Freddy aaand the same thing's happening to you. I think we should just ignore everything that everyone tells us from now on because it looks like the Godmodder doesn't want us to hear what they're saying. Oh my god you're an idiot... What? Clearly he was telling you to use your MMPHHHHHHH AGGGH NO KILL IT WITH FIRE NO NOT MY FACE
Because I am damn well remembering to use this thing once in the game, I, or rather Zand, activates the Nether Spire, the Spoil's Noetheric power reacting with his to form a truly powerful effect, extending across half the Battlefield. Crimson lightning strikes the Godmodder Soul, over and over, then begins to strike everything else too, except instead of hurting us, it charges us with the fire of the Underworld.
"JUST. STAY. DEAD. {gorilla}HOLE."
As it turns out, I, or rather Amp, is still conscious, and is in fact piloting the HAC Tesseract, which snags the magically exhausted Zand with a link to his personal Transceiver.
"GET DOWN, STAY DOWN, AND DON'T COME BACK."
The words, massively amplified by the cruiser's external PA system, are loud enough to hear from another Face of the planet.
"DIE. DIE. DIE."
The vessel opens up, funneling every scrap of energy it can spare, from engines, defenses, active nuclear warheads, into the ends of its tentacle hardpoints, which move in lazy circles before the ship, weaving a pattern of impossible fire in the air, building a tiny speck of true, pure Ruin, the essence not of chaos, or corruption, or entropy, but of destruction, of death, of the rage that struck down a god.
When the weapon fires at last, it doesn't so much make a noise as subsume all sounds, filling everyone's heads with the low drone of electricity arcing a trillion times a second, doesn't so much glow as render light, momentarily, irrelevant, everything perceived with absolute, mind-searing clarity as the tiny speck of un-stuff, anti-light, raw, crushing fate leaps the few kilometers to the Soul and, for an instant, shatters the universe like a pane of glass struck by Lucifer's hammer, before putting it back together wrong, with glue seeping from the cracks.
"BY ARMOK AND KHORNE, YOU WILL END HERE."
You use the Nether Spire, but the Godmodder uses lightning rods to draw all of the lightning away from the players and into himself! The lightning surges across his body, and he redirects it at all of you, creating a massive blue fireball that causes all of you to scatter!
Godmodder Soul laughs at your epic attack full of flavor text just ended up hitting a decoy since your ship's targeting systems have gone haywire because of all the lightning you threw in the air!
I open fire with all my weapons, at once, while attempting to locate the Omega+ Armor in the Void. As I have a spaceship....
"Tazz! I hope you can use that Godarm effectively! Also, call up you-know-who if you can! See if you can get either her or the Legion back!"
"Who has that super medigun! Cobalt! Healing duty! Keep us alive! I don't want to find out what happens if this thing eats us!"
"Anyone with protective alchemies, get them running!"
"Generic I think! Can you try the PSC!"
"Eric! TARDIS! Get everyone who needs out, out!"
"Amp/Zand! I think you might want to pull out all the stops with the Anachron! Bar crashing it!"
"Erelye, can you figure out what the Nether this is actually doing, if you're here!"
"Lothyra! Work with Amp-Zand!"
"Talist, if you can pull something out of your hat again that would be VERY USEFUL!"
"Me! I don't know what to do right now! Except lure some gullible shmuck on and try a Head of Vecna!"
"Slingshot! Get moving! I don't really know what you do, but do it!"
"Ire! Defense! Chair forts!"
"Kayne! Do your job!"
"Serpent! You're Mind! See if you can find out just what is going on!"
"Build, Split, focus on staying alive! If you can get a hit in, do so! Otherwise, WATCH OUT FOR ORCHID! You have the most range of us all! Use it!"
"Crystal! As the other magus here, if no Erelye, what are we dealing with!"
"Engie! Can you even eat this monstrosity! If so do so!"
"Anyone I haven't said anything to! Kill it!"
"I don't know whether Spoils now or later! Probably later!"
"Hopefully HP will happen!"
Godmodder Soul half-heartedly deflects all of your weapons with a single swipe of his hand. He yawns. The Godmodder had /keepinventory set to true for himself, so he didn't drop anything when he died!
I use the HHHH, but super charge it with the SOULS OF THE THINGS THE GODMODDER HAS KILLED, on the GM SOUL.
Godmodder Soul flashsteps towards you as you're about to swing the HHHH at him. He grabs the blade and twists it into the shape of a pretzel! The ghost of the HHH descends upon you, angry that you defiled his only weapon, and smites you with spectral lightning!
"Alright idiots stay calm. This is just Neverdead:Richard Edition, now with Dry Bones capability. Who even thought detachable limbs were a good idea? Also Net what the [PROFANITY] is a PSC. Ugh. Okay, Cobalt, Tazz, and Kayne get on healing duty, start with overheals. Everyone else either put up shields or try overhealing, and prepare to win at the price of oblivion. Lothyra. Kiss Crusher or something, see if you can revive him. Nobody bother attacking, not that it ever works first turn. Whip out your scouters and scrying devices, 'cause we're gauging power levels."
I casually turn to the Godmodder. "Ugh. Those who cheat death... Disappear!! Nah but seriously? Eh. Not too interested. Sorry. I mean I get where it's been going. Everywhere we go, there are demands of SIGNIFICANCE placed upon us, whether by external or internal forces. And I get that we HAVE been complaining that you've been sidelined! But I don't think significance comes in this form. Maybe if you hijacked Binary and led Earth with an iron fist or something that might have led to you getting a bigger climax. This? ...How did your face get that happening to it anyways? I mean I'm not particularly complaining, just. A bit out of left field appearancewise. Anyways, feels a bit... misguided? To try and claw your way out of the hole right now. Might just be me, I don't know." Wow I think I'm abysmal at staying on track. Whee.
Godmodder Soul apparently decides to dignify your comment with a response - and a sneer.
GODMODDER SOUL: To be honest, I'm just doing the same thing all of you are.
Staring at Richard, I reply to Generic, "I can already tell you, Generic, that the power level he is at is not able to be contained in human form...that's what the disfigurations are. Richard has paid a horrendous price. I'm not even sure he realizes it, but this power will corrode his mind until he becomes a mindless killing machine. It's already started to do so."
I take out a large number of weapons.
"Get your overpowered weapons here, everyone! It comes from the A.I. so if you can think of it, you can have it!"
I grab ALL THE MEDIGUNS BECAUSE WHY NOT -- that includes Red Oktoberfest, Cerberus, the White Glove, the Black Hand, the Author's Artifact and Seventh Sin -- and heal as many AG players as possible with them.
Hey, I'm given a special name color. Cool. But do I get recognized for anything? If you were to recognize me for one thing, tell me (unless it's Daggergate, I try to forget that every single day, believe me)
I quell the Soul's rage with some calming words.
By the way, The Serpent, good job. Who would have known that the thing my entity gifted to you as a Spoil of War would turn out to kill the Godmodder... well, that's what it does... kills gods... I guess this was to be expected...?
It's finally over.
I need to get to making some art anyone know of any art websites online that are a lot like MS Paint? (Yes, I use MS Paint, it's easy to use and user friendly) What I'd really need is a malleable canvas size.
I pull out the ARMISTYX in INFLUX WEAVER SCYTHE MODE and begin swinging it towards Godmodder Soul, launching giants energy swords towards him! Then, I decide that more Terraria references are needed, and then pull out a random old man out from hammerspace, thus summoning SKELETRON.
Skeletron flips out and begins the closest thing to him; Godmodder Soul. As he does battle with Skeletron, I set up a small banner made of cloth, a Martian probe and a treasure map, which summons a horde of goblins, Martians and pirates upon the Soul! Then, to top it off, I then load up a CANDY CORN RIFLE and fire it's contents towards Godmodder Soul!
Godmodder Soul flies and darts in between all of the energy swords! When he sees Skeletron, the Goblin Horde, the Martian Invasion, and the Pirates, he quickly hires the Moon Lord (who's still around in some form after crystal's attack) to help him take care of them all! The two proceed to absolutely demolish everything! Godmodder Soul eats the ammunition of the candy corn rifle!
I grab a very long stick. Thirty yards long, to be precise. And it's so thick it's almost a pole. I then poke the godmodder with it.
(Clearly, this is a cutscene. ...Right?)
Godmodder Soul's flesh engulfs the long stick, pulling it towards him. When it has been completely consumed, you see no sign that the stick ever existed.
I traumatize the Godmodder by his horrible childhood memories of how everyone hated him.
Godmodder Soul stops moving for a second, and then clutches his head in agony, his structure and form warping beyond recognition! You hear several screams superimpose on top of each other, some of them digitized and some real! After several seconds, Godmodder Soul breathes heavily and calms down... Whoa. Whatever you just did, it had a pretty big effect!
I link the godmodders soul to the Greek economy, and watch as it slowly loses health. I then shoot it with a machine gun, firing lightning bolt bullets!
Contrary to popular belief, Godmodder Soul has no soul! Only a twisted mockery of one... He then dodges all of your lightning bolt bullets and smacks the machine gun out of your hands, disassembling it by looking at it oddly!
Oh forgot to mention (Because it was right there) but we're all at full health. So again, specify overheals (Do we actually need to do that or is it automatic )
What's an Oblivion's topper? That being said, you catch the eye of Tazz's interesting HAT. It is a topper, gray and interesting.
> Golden Freddy: Take the Topper.
He's unconscious. No skin off of your bones...Because you have neither skin nor bones. But yeah. You take the Oblivion's Topper. Energies of the mind flicker from it...Well...Maybe this could help? You doubt any physical attack will work against Godmodder Soul.
> Golden Freddy: Use Oblivion's Topper on Godmodder Soul.
It's an easy process to unleash the power of an artifact. Just give it an ounce of focus, and blam. Done. In this case, a mental wave of energies rush at Godmodder Soul, going for the 'mind control' thing instead of the 'orchid fires' thing this weapon is capable of, a fact that you do not know, not being Tazz. However, since this is the Godmodder and you didn't really know what you're doing, the result is just a painful lash of mind energies that forcibly kick around most of his thoughts, which are mostly violent thoughts. Presumably.
You are not sure of what the result is. Hopefully Godmodder Soul is made somewhat more vulnerable by that one.
Oblivion's Topper fires a surge of mental power at Godmodder Soul, which causes him to reel backwards, his head violently contorting and even louder screams emanating from his mouth! They combine to form an ear-grating mess of dissonance... After a solid minute, Godmodder Soul's skin stops bubbling, and he regains form. But he looks very tired... He speaks, practically spitting out his words.
I spend one second while supplying everyone with overpowered weapons to say three words:
"Firing main cannon."
A beam of light strikes down from the sky, going through Richard.
The light forms into a figure.
With round body, eyes, arms, and legs, hailing from Popstar, Waddle Dee arrives on the battlefield! DO NOT UNDERESTIMATE THE POWER OF WADDLE DEE!!!
The beam chips off a portion of Godmodder Soul's broken and unused spine, doing nothing! Godmodder Soul then walks up to Waddle Dee and guts him with his own spear, roasting him over a fire!
Leela: "Maybe you should go check. Just to see if everything's clear."
Bender walks out the door and returns to Minecraftia.
Bender: "Hey guys I think it's cl... What?! He's back?! You're saying I'll have to wait even more before I can go home!? You know what, I'll show him what happens when he prevents me, Bender, from having his well-earned R&R!"
Bender recovers Lothyra's Glitch Wrench. Then he gets out his gun and puts on some Terminator shades. He flies over to the the Godmodder Soul with rocket boots.
Bender: "So it's you, huh? I've been busting my rear end over here just so you could die and I could relax. But no! You have a Soul Form! I was going to go on an epic vacation at Mars Vegas! With blackjack! And hookers! But now I don't even have enough creativity to deal with you once and for all! So all I can do is this! Hey Richard!"
Bender dual-wields the Glitch Wrench and his gun (the one that used to be called Bender's Gun), and uses them against the Godmodder Soul.
Bender: "Bite!"
*Glitch Wrench Whack*
Bender: "My!"
*Whack*
Bender: "Gun!"
*Whack*
Bender: "Guess what it's called?"
Bender then shoots the Godmodder Soul with Shiny Metal Ass.
Godmodder Soul dodges your blow with the Glitch Wrench and increases gravity a lot, causing the Glitch Wrench to fall towards bedrock and strike it! The bedrock warps around and obtains a bouncy quality, causing you to bounce extremely high, higher and higher each time! Then, the bedrock abruptly glitches out and becomes full of spikes, causing you to be skewered on them!
The TARDIS begins whooshing and preparing to jump universes to get away from is quite obviously going to be a very unfun fight for anyone caught in the crossfire.
Godmodder Soul gets a lasso and wrangles the TARDIS, slamming it down onto the ground!
What do you get when you cross a fat pig and an ugly hippo? The Godmodder!
No, you get that thing over there. Godmodder Soul points to a twisted mutation of a thing brought about by a programmer's very bad day. It looks like a cross between a pig and a hippo, and it is absolutely disgusting. It's Godmodder Soul's pet!
((Twin, can we still not summon Entities/Charge? Alchemies are out of the question because No Alchemiter-but we DO have Pocket Alchemiters/Alchemiter Gloves-and respawning is kind of ambiguous at this point but I think we'll find out...))
Act ???
Sixth Degree Ubercharge: 2/9.
> Golden Freddy: Suddenly recall that Max Revive in your pocket.
What MAX REVIVE in WHAT Pocket-Oh. Wait.
You search through you inventory and access an exoskeleton compartment comparable to a pants pocket. Sure enough, a six-pronged, pale yellow crystal is within it: A MAX REVIVE, capable of immediately restoring energies and consciousness to anyone that happens to be a certain denizen from a specific universe-and a few others by proxy.
Naturally, Tazz is one of those specific Denizens.
> Golden Freddy: Use Max Revive on Tazz, and GET OUT.avi
You use the MAX REVIVE on TAZZ! TAZZ regains consciousness.
You then static your way back into the TARDIS. You are not dealing with any more of this guy.
> Tazz: Return to being player character.
"...Ugh, what...I had the most amazing and frightening dream! There was a huge mech, the Incarnate, and we blew it up with a Godmodding Legion, and then I became a First Guardian, and I destroyed the Godmodder, and the credits were rolling but he came back as a half-Torso! OK, so when's-"
"...Oh. That actually did happen."
"...Well, great, now I have to deal with THIS mess."
"Richard, Godmodder, Omega, Alpha, WHATEVER YOU ARE AT THIS POINT...Seriously, look at yourself! You've straight-up lost your mind! You've been beaten before-twice now. Possibly even thrice! Yeah, I kinda know what went down between you and the Scribe and certain others...The point is, like, shouldn't you take your advice? Bide your time? Just, go? Is this really worth anyone's time? What do you get by winning now? You don't even get satisfaction. You CAN'T. You've been broken like shattered glass. This isn't you anymore. Back down, gracefully. Or, woudl you rather we just don't fight back? It's clearly not just oblitherating us. You want to prove you're superiority. That I can guess just by looking at you. Even in this state you won't back down. But would it really prove ANYTHING if...Say...We didn't try? At all?"
OK, time to use the Topp-...OK, who's been using my Topper? Ugh. OK, more speech time.
"Let's think about this. If we just LET YOU kill us, what would that prove? Nothing! We already beat you twice, but if we let you kill us, then no-one will ever know if you ever were even good, much less 'the best' like you have so persistently claimed over the years now. So, what would it mean if we didn't try? It means you basically gain nothing you honestly desire except to beat us up a bit, and you WILL lose interest, everyone does, and what does that leave? Nothing. And this is a sorry state for one of the most powerful beings in existence."
I get an idea.
"Actually, let's focus on that a bit. OK, have you ever considered, you know, just settling down with what little you DO have? I mean, let's put it one way: It took TWENTY-TWO MONTHS for us to actually defeat you, and that was non-stop constant attacks, barrages, and only so few breaks in between due to other annoyances that went down much faster. But you, it took twenty two months of basically non-stop fighting. For most of it, we couldn't actually scratch you, with only one or two occasional blows. Deities, invulnerable engines of destruction, some of the strongest armies known to existence, the one Godmodder stronger than you on your own, and the Red Dragon all took shorter to kill or restrain by our hands-and even taking into account the Few for that last one, that is still a big thing. You've outlived things an infinite times stronger than anything! If Unite is to be believed, you may have even survived existential annihilation. You are, beyond doubt, ONE OF the best, and even if you are not truly THE BEST, which is a claim you can still hold to without the slightest bit of irony, being part of the thousandth percentile of entities that can claim this level of power and, more importantly, this whole new standard of unkillable toughness, the nigh-invulnerability you constantly possess, flaunt and masterfully execute-it MUST mean SOMETHING, right?! And let's face facts, it took perhaps the most powerful attack ever made in this WAR to finally down you. You went out in nothing SHORT of a blaze of absolute glory, fighting to the very bitter end! Even in vile terms, you are going to be glorified as the new standard for things that cannot die quick enough. You might as well get your rear end over to the Tropes Pantheon and ask them for godhood over nigh-unkillable bosses, kick old Absolute Virtue right off of his throne and take his place."
"And yet, you're not satisfied with anything short of infallibility. That's beyond childish, and beneath your level of abilities. I'm not going to pretend that you have any intent to be a 'good guy' anymore, but You won't be going out in a bang if we honestly have to fight you again, mate. You will be going out with not even a whimper. The only indication you even came back like this corpse of a form is that we said so and you left a rather unimpressive hole in bedrock that can always be chalked up to a Command Block or Creative Mode, and afterwards we'll just talk about banal topics and get back on with our lives like you never happened. And it'll be over in days, which, all of a sudden, isn't so impressive in this war. In other words, this, what you're doing, is breaking your own reputation."
"As before, as Talist put it...You have a choice, but now it's more important than before. You will either step back, and step back for MONTHS mind, and rethink EVERYTHING you think you know about yourself. You don't have to fight anyone, or do anything, other than think quietly. You can certainly try whatever you want, do things that you haven't before. Play those new video games that came out while you were so focused on killing us, even, you can probably just generate a new arm and legs or just godmod your way through with one hand as usual. You can try to get a room in the Trope Pantheon, as I suggested. You can go anywhere, do anything...Except harm a soul unwilling to fight."
"If you do...That's the other option. And it's the only option you've faced time and again. We come, and we kill you. Except, you're already dead now, aren't you? So...Instead, we break you. We take what little pitiful things you have left, and we shatter them into the ground. We will destroy not you, but your reputation and legacy, and maybe your mind-leave you nothing more than a harmless vegetative half-body. We would do you worse than a mere split and shatter. Or, maybe we just don't do anything, as we said, and forever prove how much we just don't care. Not a rage-quit, even, but boredom. If we don't fight back, its because we would be bored of your constant, clingy attempts to prove yourselves to us."
"The choice is yours."
And thus a brief staredown commenced.
I overheal Build with the Sixth Degree while I make my speech.
GODMODDER SOUL: If I kill you all here, that would prove that I was BETTER than the best!
GODMODDER SOUL: You all beat me once, and if I beat you, then I'm going to be at a higher standard! A BETTER standard!
GODMODDER SOUL: That's really all I'm trying to do here! Be better than before!
GODMODDER SOUL: Everyone who said I wouldn't amount to anything, everyone who got in my way... I'll show I'm greater than them all!
GODMODDER SOUL: I'll SHOW THEM! I WILL! YOU DON'T THINK I WILL, HUH? I CAN SEE IT IN YOUR EYESSSS...
GODMODDER SOUL: Hehehehahaha... Ha... Hm.
GODMODDER SOUL: Oh, what did you say? That's right, I remember. You said that the only indication I ever existed would be a hole in bedrock.
GODMODDER SOUL: You all hear this guy, right? What a RIOT, let me tell you!
GODMODDER SOUL: Tazz, Tazz, Tazz. Think of it this way! I kill you all here, all at once. I beat you all, I prove myself to be better than you! And then when that's done, I wait.
GODMODDER SOUL: And I wait for something right up THERE. See that? Where I'm pointing.
GODMODDER SOUL: Yeah you do. Yeah. It's up there. In the sky. I'm waiting for that.
GODMODDER SOUL: No no no I'm not waiting for the sky, something IN the sky!
GODMODDER SOUL: None of you can see it yet. But I know it's coming. Oh, I know.
GODMODDER SOUL: And when all of your corpses are lying by my side and I look up and see it, I'll let it take me away.
GODMODDER SOUL: Take me away to a new land, a land to be mine, a land for me to CONQUER!
GODMODDER SOUL: And from there I'll go and take over everything else, so that everyone and everything falls beneath me and I can prove ONCE AND FOR ALL WITHOUT A SHADOW OF A DOUBT THAT I AM THE UNDISPUTED KING OF ALL OF EXISTENCE!
GODMODDER SOUL: I'M NOT JUST TRYING TO PROVE IT TO YOU! I'M TRYING TO PROVE IT TO EVERYONE!
GODMODDER SOUL: THEY ALREADY KNOW MY POWER! AND I'M GOING TO IMPOSE IT ON THEM SO MUCH THAT THEY WILL HAVE NO CHOICE! THEY'VE ALREADY MADE UNSTOPPABLE SERPENTS TO KILL ME! NOW THEY'LL TREAT ME AS THEIR KING! THEIR RULER! THEIR GOD!
GODMODDER SOUL: Heh... Imagine that. Being a god. I know a god. Knew. Knew a god. You all know him too. He's got the black hat, the black suit... The whole black thing going on.
GODMODDER SOUL: He even talks to this black obelisk thing. Can you imagine that? Staring at a computer screen, talking to yourself, heheh... Just talking to yourself all the time, hours on end.. hahaHA... It's hilarious, come on! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
GODMODDER SOUL: help me GODMODDER SOUL: I'm not gonna surrender. Surrender isn't a word in my vocabulary. I'm like, surrender? What's that? I don't know what that means. So I don't go by it.
GODMODDER SOUL: Surrender is for the weak. The only way you get by in this world is by WINNING. You win so much that winning is second nature to you, and then you win so much that it IS nature. No time for second place here, pal. You go straight up to the top and you STAY there.
GODMODDER SOUL: So that's what I'm doing! Staying at the top.
GODMODDER SOUL: And if you have a problem with that, then you can... then you can... Oh come on, I had a great insult a few seconds ago, what was it?
GODMODDER SOUL: You know what, nope, screw it, moment's gone.
GODMODDER SOUL: Anyway yeah, staying at the top.
"Oi! Richard! You know what? You're just a sad sack of gorilla that thinks it's so hilarious to trap a gorilla ton of people who just want to enjoy a gorillaing game! Now go sit in the corner and think about your life! Your mother never loved you! You have no friends! Go die in a hole! Go die in a fire! Do whatever! Just, GET OUT."
Godmodder Soul counters this by saying that he's obviously not an ape or any variation thereof!
Alright. Knowledge. I quickly fire off a set of questions to my Thaumic Oracle, while thinking aloud and letting the ship's Thaumonomitron ask and record the answers for my perusal after I've finished thinking. "Okay. It's pretty clear that this is an effect of the Mark the Red Dragon gave him. I haven't encountered the Dragon before, thankfully, but this looks like it's a curse of undeath and possibly indestructibility, depending on the conditions of undeath, as well as a pretty massive power boost/power granting. Guy ate through bedrock like it was nothing. I'm guessing that attacking him with purifying offensive magic would work to break whatever's been done, as well as using holy magic, since that usually is pretty effective against undead. Probably if we wiped away that Mark we'd beat him instantly, but I see no way to remove that easily or at all. Especially as it was cast by pretty much a god. Currently I'd recommend holy/purifying attacks and putting up strong defenses while scanning the guy more."
I cue up the Thaumic Oracle, asking:
What are the effects of the Red Dragon's Mark?
Does Godmodder Soul have weaknesses?
Is it possible to enter/affect Godmodder Soul's mind?
Why does Godmodder Soul lack HP, and can we harm Godmodder Soul?
I quickly activate the FTL's suite of magical defenses. Massively empowered and well-modified versions of Mage Armor and Entropic Shield form around the fighter, protecting its occupant from most damage and deflecting attacks as well. I also cast Guardian from EBF4 and a Protect/Shell combo from Final Fantasy for extra insurance.
BELOW THE DEEPEST DEMONS HARK/DEATH ABSOLVED BY THE MARK
ENLIGHTENED BY ALL PHYSICAL FORMS/A HEAD TORN THROUGH BY MANY WORMS
SOUL HEART AND MIND MAKES THREE/WHEN TWO ARE GONE ALL SHALL BE
IMMORTALITY/LOOKS BENIGN BUT IS A CURSE/HARM DRIFTS TO THE MIND
Godmodder Soul teleported into the FTL while you were casting the shields, and breaks apart its magical defenses from the inside out! He also sets up an array of magical nullifiers that block your defensive spells!
I say to the godmodder than destroying the bedrock is the least impressive thing ever(some hundred pages before in dtg 2 players destroyed a bedrock prison and it had only 4000 hp)
Then I give him the achievement "Least impressive person in the universe"
Then I make my insult holy and purified for no reason I know and without logic.
They destroyed an Obsidian Cage, not a Bedrock Cage.
I pull out the TWITCHY STAFF, and use the voices to assault Godmodder Soul! They enter his head, and start... chatting. But there's trolls in this set of voices...
lol go kill urself
pleb couldn't win a 1v30, so bad
godmodder can't even godmod
GODMODDER SMELLS LOL
Godmodder = North America = Na = Salt
only took 1277 pages to kill him, get gud
I'm sorry... FOR HOW BAD YOU AREEEEE
nofreedomnosolsticeancestralstatusdoesnthelp
go back to roblox lol
Everyday, I will think of this time and remember just how bad the Godmodder was at Minecraft.
couldn't win a hunger games without cheating
You planned to backstab them, they backstabbed you. Fitting.
even worse than pricy imo
The insults deal massive damage, probably.
The Twitchy Staff causes Godmodder Soul's body to melt because of all the voices that are in his head and just won't SHUT UP I can't tell if that was supposed to be a backhanded reference to how I annoyed you back in the day or if you're vocalizing Richard's thoughts. You decide. Godmodder Soul falls to the ground, turning completely into liquid! You all look at him. TT pokes him with a stick again, and Godmodder Soul reforms out of the primordial ooze, laughing hysterically! To slap physics in the face even more, he sublimates and then de-sublimates instantly!
I summon the pigmen, who also have no HP bar, and have them attack the Godmodder's soul in a way that only they know how, due to them also having no HP bar.
I then attempt to let the soul move on by projecting images of how far we have all come together, including the godmodder, and having these images be projected directly into the soul.
The Auditory Piston causes Zombie Pigmen to appear! The only way they know how to attack things is by running into them and using their golden swords, both of which are completely ineffective!
Godmodder Soul reminiscences about the good times of the war, but quickly mutilates the tape and replaces it with hour-long loops of annoying Pumped Up Kicks remixes.
After depanicking, I realize that hair-trigger shooting at the thing with no HP is not going to work.
"Richard, Richard, Richard...Really. You know, we would probably be willing to give you peace, should you ask for it...Heck, I'm sure that we would even try to restore you to your non-avatar body should you but ASK. Peace is still on the table, and I really hope you can consider giving peace a chance. Maybe come back and challenge us once more for old time's sake or something, or figure out what the heck we're supposed to do with the computer that is controlling the world. Make the nigh-omnipotent AI ragequit. That would be fun. I just don't see this ever ending well. It either ends with us obliterating you, or you losing. You still have a chance to end this on YOUR terms, but it's closing fast."
/nulltalkystuff
It looks like Godmodder Soul won't consider peace...
Post 2
(BROWN)Seriously, you can create worlds in this form, travel across universes, and advance the human race. But instead you choose to trap the people playing minecraft on a server, and failing. Do you get the pattern? Join us...
One of us. One of us. Gooble Gobble. Gooble Gobble.
Really, just think. Think about the advancements. Think about the joy... Think about the penguin!(END BROWN) The pet penguin from the times of Act 2 waddles up to the Godmodder, and nuzzles him.
GODMODDER SOUL: Join you? HahaHA. NO. No way. The only times we joined together was when the spotlight was unjustly stolen from me and we had to fight against a common enemy, and in most cases, an Unfathomable Enemyâ„¢.
GODMODDER SOUL: I will NOT be a sheeple. I will not graze mindlessly in the grass while alien invaders from the depths of the deserts take away my brethren via tractor beam.
GODMODDER SOUL: Wait no, cows get abducted by aliens, not sheep.
GODMODDER SOUL: ...
GODMODDER SOUL: Completely disregard everything I just said. Except the not joining you part. That's important.
Godmodder Soul decides to not bring harm to the pet penguin, and pats it on the head, forever petrifying it. Now it can never feel pain, but will be forced to endlessly ponder its existence and the meaning of life and death, ultimately turning to a permanent path of nilihism that will result in it yearning to be free of its earthen bonds that it can never shake off. Jeez, look at the Knight of Cerberus over here...
Pain doesn't feel bad on it's own. It's the emotion that goes along with it that makes pain hurt. Some people are born not being able to feel that emotion, and so pain is just a feeling to them the same as warmth. It doesn't hurt. So potentially wouldn't we be able to beat the Godmodder's Soul via incapacitation by mentally assaulting him to think that the wounds on his current form hurt immensely?
It seems like just mentally assaulting him at all would do the trick!
Power exhausted by its berserker tactics against the Soul, the Tesseract falls some fifty meters to the ground, makes two skidding bounces, and comes to a halt.
For a moment, it remains dark, then the subliminal rumble of the reactor starts back up, and the vessel's bubble shield snaps into being, creating a sphere of protection around the slowly rebooting hulk, which conveniently includes most of the other players. Some can even take cover behind an entire Adminium-plated warcruiser.
The Godmodder pops the bubble shield and reduces the warcruiser into slag!
All I can say is... I'm disappointed, both in this latest turn of events and myself. Ugh... Lets start with this turn of events...
...
...
...
But... why? Why should I honestly care? This isn't the final encounter like I was so absolutely stupid to believe with previous events. And what is he going to do? Threaten the universe? I don't care anymore... The universe has been threatened, by my counts, 6 times already. 6 times! Then after this and Binary who's going to come after, that will be 8 times! Can't the universe be a big boy and look after itself for a couple of scenes? Universal threats are like candy. A few taste great and then they start making you sick. And that flavor text... As soon as I read the Godmodder's reactions to attacks and his death, I thought to myself, "What? Where the Nether did this come from?". I absolutely love it when DTG starts looking and sounding like Outlast. And who needs the color spectrum anyway? All we need is dark purple, pitch black, and blood red apparently. Colors like pink, yellow, white, silver, cyan, brown, magenta, gold, and lime are all overrated because they're too happy. But seriously, how did we get here? It used to be a game where I thought hitting the Godmodder with a balloon animal was a valid tactic. I'm sorry I might have helped with Wilson's self loathing, but at least there Wilson had extra tails rather than the lack of vital body parts. This seems like a massive jump down the rabbit hole. What point does mutilating the Godmodder and making it all dark and gritty actually serve? This isn't a game about that and it doesn't show any traits of anything that we didn't already know. In fact, it actually feels counter productive to world building because this seems inconsistent to what we know of the Red Dragon, unless our narrator for that connection, Richard, is just lying, in which case I should stop believing anything anyone has to say about this story because its going to be wrong for the sake of some twist later. Anyway... its just gore for gore's sake. Sigh... Remember back on the Forge Thread and my response to any new teaser for Five Nights 4? I'm getting the same vibe here. I don't find any of this scary. Sure, maybe its threatening and I wouldn't want to meet either this... thing or any nightmare animatronic in a dark alleyway, but we're not in a dark alleyway, are we? I don't actually see how people can freak out over this so much... And now, onto myself and other miscellaneous things. Lets start with another quote.
Please... please don't. Just don't say that. What do you expect me to do? I already did pull something out of my hat. FIVE FREAKING TIMES! And with one exception, each time its been useless because I'm stupid enough to believe its the end. I didn't back down from Tazz's two post attack, I stupidly tried to rise up to it, throwing not just everything I had into it, but everything I didn't have as well. I'm simply out of themes for an attack now. I've used Wilson, I've used my companions, I've used my potions (don't know what I was thinking with that...), I've used the Dream, I've used science twice, I've used diplomacy, and I've even used programming. The only few things left I can think of to theme something around are my map and Hearthstone, and maybe some other random game I play. But I feel like those are pretty stupid things to base epic length attacks off of because I wouldn't be able to get all that much out of them. And even if I could think of something, why should I even bother using it? These things aren't cheap and ideas can be thought of as a limited resource. So why should I bother using it against this thing when its not the end? I idiotically thought it was going to be the end before so I was willing to burn everything. But why should I bother now? Why should I bother trying now if its not going to do anything? I'm really just burnt out from all this and can't care anymore... I was so stupid to waste everything...
I don't feel like much has gone my way in these final moments of DTG... missing GM due to Homestuck... DTG0 being next... no summoning entities (you know, the reason I play)... a pile of useless scientific arguments... 4 wasted attacks... wasting the stock of the Emporium... and this... this thing's existence means the Godmodder was preordained to die via corrupted plot armor. Wasting those 3 attacks against the Godmodder wouldn't have been so bad if I got more than a few sentences out of it. ... And other people's reactions... I know they didn't mean it, but...
Thanks... thanks for marginalizing my efforts so much both here and on the Forge Thread... There's no second place for anything after all...
Random nitpicky thing, a true vacuum isn't nonexistance and its not collapsed space or anything. Its actually a more valid form of existence than what we have currently. What we have currently will (according to the theory anyway) eventually decay into a true vacuum, which is a more stable form of space, just like how a radioactive element or isotope will eventually decay into a more stable, non radioactive element. I just helped it along with a primordial black hole. The whole thing that made it dangerous, apart from the several million nuclear bombs worth of energy release, is that inside it all the constants of the universe have been rerolled, meaning any matter that we know of as orderly and normal cannot exist without being being torn apart and rebuilt into what is orderly and normal for those new constants, which is usually just a cloud of gas or plasma.
Whatever. I suppose I might as well do the thing with the stuff. I harness this speech to nobody in particular into not a blast or beam, but a kind of fog of general apathy and disappointment to use against whatever oh so spooky and evil enemy we have to throw our faces against now.
And I also call lies on the Godmodder's earlier words. Based on what he said now, we can conclude two things. 1) He didn't know this would happen, and 2) this isn't his ability, its Mr. AnotherWordForSeaWaterOrASolutionToMakePicklesIn Dragon's. So, him saying he still thought he could show his strength is pretty much a flat lie from his end.
Well, time to go to the only thing I have left to enjoy in this game. And the only thing I don't seem to eternally invest way too much in to get way too little from at this point.
Wilson was trotting across these dead plains and flood lands away from the volcano. He had seen in the distance something that looked interesting, and so decided to go there. It looked like some kind of a jungle, starkly contrasted against the grey around it. The real world wasn't exactly healthy at this point, and so neither was the Dream. The vast amounts of deaths had left most of the surrounding area as this kind of dead grey plains biome and most of the points that still had dreamers were in peril, and so ended up looking like that volcano. Speaking of the volcano, it was starting to crack more severely and the sky above it was dark and stormy thanks to the corrupted ones' presence. The basalt around it also seemed to be dissolving into some kind of poison with all the caustic things happening on what was left of Godcraft. However, all this made very little noise and Wilson didn't notice, too focused on trying to make out what was in front of him. The jungle was some distance away and seemed to have strange lights of red and orange flickering inside it.
Sometimes I feel like I should do nothing but go down the storyteller's route...
Talist, I honestly feel like you're grasping at straws to try and find things to complain at. Dark purple and red were used prominently last turn because they symbolize corruption and oblivion, the two halves of Godmodder Soul's form. And black was used because there is no day or night on the server anymore. It fits the mood and makes sense thematically.
I don't mind if you find any of this scary. I didn't intend for it to scare everyone. I wanted to get reactions out of people in any form, and if you didn't, that's alright. I know gore isn't your thing. But you have to keep in mind that the Godmodder just DIED. He's also currently taken over by corruption and oblivion as I said previously. That does messed up things to your body. I didn't do it to be "HURR DURR GOREMODDER". After death, bodies decompose.
You did NOT waste everything, so stop thinking you did. You are very talented, alright? You put a lot of thought into your attacks, a lot of hard work, and it SHOWS. You were the ONLY person to have THREE attacks that had a shot at destroying the Godmodder! The only one! When I went through the posts last turn, I pulled out six posts that I thought could destroy the Godmodder and, through a grueling elimination process (easily the hardest decision I've had to make in this game) I whittled it down to you. YOU and TAZZ. It was THAT close. It was neck-and-neck the whole way through.
In my opinion, it doesn't look like you find this game very enjoyable. If you want to take a break or something, until it all cools down, I won't stop you. You've said that you only play for entities and RP, and since this is the very end and neither of those especially apply, I guess you won't find much to enjoy. So if you feel like leaving until the next game, or at the very least, lurking around here, then feel free to do so.
Well by posting tons of stuff in a forum game you can not expect rewards other than having written some stuff some other forum game fans will forget some years later.
Safely ensconced in my magic-shielded FTL, I decide to try something. I teleport out of the fighter and stand on the front, hands held palms up in front of me. The triangular tattoo on my forehead, the innocuous double of Cipher's Call, begins to burn blue with a heatless flame, before a massive amount of Indigo Flame swirls out and collects in my hands. The sphere in my left hand rockets at Godmodder Soul, before exploding into a heatless blue inferno and swirling around him, testing for any openings into his mind or mindscape. Mental attacks may well be very useful here. Then, the second collection of flame from my right hand joins the first, and the combined conflagration heats up to normal levels for fire, likely searing Godmodder Soul to any non-corrupted bones. I teleport back into the FTL for the EOTB, as the exit from the shields was only for one attack.
When you fire Indigo Flames at Godmodder Soul, his entire body convulses and he shrieks so loudly that the computer screens in your ship crack! He shudders intensely, magenta auras encasing his body, trying to fight off the increasing indigo inferno... Eventually he succeeds, but his power appears drained... The second collection of fire gives the Godmodder a tingly feeling called warmth! He savors it.
Staring into the fountain's waters, I blink slowly and sigh. Couldn't the world just stay saved a for a while?
Apparently not... The world doesn't stop for anyone. Time just keeps on ticking, even knowing that one day, it will stop. But when time stops, everything else does. Forever suspended in annnnnd I'm rambling in a faux-philosophical manner. Ignore this.
"Hey, Rich. Ever notice how people are opportunistic bastards? Most of them don't do anything to intentionally start a fight, but once one makes themselves vulnerable, everyone just uses them as a target and gang up on him like a pack of wolves. Most of the time it's not even possible to fight back.
Also, my comparison of humans to wolves is an insult to wolves. Wolves actually cooperate when they're in a team."
I use this cynical mini-speech to try to make the godmodder feel like he has an ally, which should help his soul rest.
(This is an attack, so don't go ganging up on me that I'm Pro-Godmodder or whatnot.)
Godmodder Soul feels nothing. He just floats. And waits. And watches.
As the TARDIS lifts up into the air, suddenly it stops.
Oh, what the heck is it now!?!?
Hello Eric.
Wait, you're still around?
Of course.
Where have you been?! We've been trying to
I know.
I have been helping the best I could.
There are certain...
things
limiting my ability to interfere.
Despite my current possession of an operational update terminal.
In fact, because of it.
It is about time that I made use of some of those supposed perks to the job.
Twin suddenly realizes that his update terminal is being accessed remotely by somebody else.
Hacked in fact.
A quick check sends him a small window of the universe the hacking is coming from, or what it is viewing at least.
A world very distant, yet very close, for the entirety of the war.
The 13th impetus comb appears in the air.
I apologize for the rude interruption my friends, but this is not the end of your final trial.
A single attack will not suffice to pull you through to the end.
If good is to triumph, then this must involve a transformation, and with the OP Scale in place, none of you have the power to use this strength.
Much less extend its power to the entire party.
So in Eric's name, I shall claim this.
Eric finds himself floating out the doors of the TARDIS as the golden honey is collected by an unseen force and levitated into the air, where it begins to multiply again and again, soon filling up a sizeable portion of the sky before turning into golden light.
Eric shall spearhead this fight, but he cannot win this alone. The rest of you must claim your powers as well.
Twin, now that I have supplied the needed interference to allow you to wrap up this bonus boss, I shall depart.
The longer I overstay my welcome, the longer I fear that my inability to contribute the conflicts that follow will last.
Hank leans out the door of the TARDIS.
This is gonna be good.
You power up, at last... Finally, you're ready to use the Final Comb Rave! Oh my god this is going to be so awesome!
...And the Godmodder whacks the thirteenth and final Impetus Comb away. It sails through the sky, diminishing to a speck amongst the horizon. The Godmodder slowly turns his head to all of you, an obviously sarcastic grin crossing his face.
GODMODDER SOUL: "WHOOPS."
((no this doesn't count as an actual use, it will be used later, no one rage about this kthnx))
All of you look up with fear at Godmodder Soul, who is cackling maniacally! Although you all have figured out that he appears to be very susceptible to mental attacks, exploiting this weakness will prove to be difficult... But if anyone can, it's you guys! And us. Yes, and us. But then, Godmodder Soul begins squealing with glee, pointing up at the sky! His eye goes wide, and his entire body assumes an elated expression!
GODMODDER SOUL: HAHA YES! OH MY GOD YES IT'S HERE!
GODMODDER SOUL: THE LIGHT, THE SPECK, THE DOT, THE THING I WAS TELLING YOU ABOUT!
GODMODDER SOUL: IT'S HERE, IT'S COMING, AT LAST, IT'S ARRIVING!
All of you facepalm outwardly and inwardly, shaking your heads. There's nothing there.
GODMODDER SOUL: THE SEEDS FOR THIS HAVE BEEN SET IN MOTION A YEAR AGO!
GODMODDER SOUL: THAT'S THREE HUNDRED AND SIXTY FIVE DAYS AGO! BUT NOT QUITE ACTUALLY.
GODMODDER SOUL: Well by that I mean it hasn't been a full year yet. Heheheheh.
GODMODDER SOUL: God DAMN I am cool! Shouting is for WINNERS! AND WINNERS ONLY!
GODMODDER SOUL: WE SHOULD ALL SET UP A CAMPFIRE AND REJOICE OVER THIS GLORIOUS DAY!
Yo. Richard. I hate to break it to you, but there's... There's nothing there.
GODMODDER SOUL: Oh YES THERE IS. NONE OF YOU CAN SEE IT YET. BUT I KNOW IT'S THERE.
GODMODDER SOUL: IT CALLS TO ME. LIKE A GREAT SHIIINING BEACON! OH, SO SHINY!
GODMODDER SOUL: I COULDN'T MISTAKE THAT LIGHT FOR ANYTHING ELSE IN THE WORLD!
GODMODDER SOUL: I'VE BEEN ACCUSTOMED TO IT EVER SINCE I GENERATED THIS WORLD! HAHAHA!
GODMODDER SOUL: IT'S BEEN GONE FOR SO LONG...
Godmodder Soul stops, and returns to normal.
GODMODDER SOUL: And now it's back.
BOOM.
All of you jump, in the game and out. One of the loudest noises you've ever heard in your life rang out, but none of you see anything around that could have made it. Several seconds pass, and all of you relax again. Whatever it was, it's not here, so it's best not to
BOOM.
There it is again, even louder this time... The entire world appears to be shaking at your feet, pebbles and detritus lifting in the air before cascading back down like earthen rain. Okay no seriously that one was really loud, I don't want to get tinnitus from this or anything. Godmodder Soul is staring at the sky, a look of pure bliss on his
BOOM.
OW OKAY SERIOUSLY. Seriously. Stop. Whatever is doing that, WHOever is doing that, just stop. Split is it you are you trying to play some joke okay no it's not you, you're closing your ears too. In fact I doubt you even heard me. Ugh... That one was even louder... I'm starting to hear something... Some kind of ringing... Oh god are my ears damaged I hope they aren't. Wait no. That's not ringing. It's... humming. It's
BOOM.
AAAAAAAAAGH. NO GOD STOP PLEASE. Everyone, all of you, you're all on the floor now, knocked to the ground by the sheer power of this cascading noise raining down from the heavens. It's as if reality itself is spasming, shifting, making way for something. Making way for... a new world order. When all of you stand up again, some of you point at the skies. You see something. Godmodder Soul is laughing now, a low guttural laugh... But seriously, what's everyone pointing at. Build. What NOW. Look up. Just. Look. What's so-
Oh. Oh no. Oh god.
What is the First Block doing here?
The Itinerary:
> All:???
THE TRIALS:
I. FINAL WAVE .I
II. DEMONHEAD .II
III. INFESTATION .III
IV. ASCENT .IV
V. EXODUS .V
VI. ECLIPSE .VI
==> VII. CHECK████ .VII <==
Layer Eight:
insert_generic_username: [AG] HP: 28/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 50%.
pionoplayer: [AG] HP: 28/25. Has Super Armor.
CobaltShade: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 100%.
The_Nonexistent_Tazz: [AG] HP: 28/25. Has Alpha Armor. Runic Shielding: 50%.
gutza1: [AG] HP: 28/25. Has Super Armor.
Netpatham: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
Irecreeper: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor. TT2000: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
Amperz4nd: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 100%. Crusher48: [AG] HP: 0/25. Has Super Armor.DEAD.
Talist: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
crystalcat: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 100%.
Nimbleguy: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
PitTheAngel: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
TehEpicNinja9001: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
TSFHISEPIC: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
FINALBATTLESTARTSNOW: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
ninjatwist321: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
mythicZoologist: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
NinjaV2403: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
babysphee: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
omglolsguy22: [AG] HP: 22/25. Has Super Armor. Takes 3 damage every turn.
ProofofconcepT: [PG] HP: 20/20.
The_Serpent: [PG] HP: 20/20.
ManiacMasteR: [N] HP: 25/25.
K4yne: [N] HP: 25/25.
Fseftr: [N] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
engie_ninja: [N] HP:25/25.
The_Idea_Modpack_Mod_Man: [N] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
5l1n65h07: [N] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
Look, he is coming with the clouds, and every eye will see him, even those who pierced him; and all the peoples of the earth will mourn because of him. So it shall be! Amen. "I am the Alpha and the Omega", says the Lord God, "who is, and who was, and who is to come, the Almighty." -Revelation 1:7-8
Many days earlier, an unspeakable horror lurked at the fringes of the Void. It had resided at the edge of reality for as long as anyone could remember, but now it was moving, shifting. No longer was it confined to the edge. It was moving with purpose, with intent so malicious that when all heard it they would tremble and do nothing to stop it. It had been beckoned back to the Trifecta by a spire attached to a block floating aside a wall in front of a puppeteer fighting an armada of descendants.
It traveled through the Void, clearing universes in only a few seconds. It passed by many places with great power, many places where it could descend and begin ravaging through hard work engineered over the course of eons. But it did not. There was only one thing that this monster wanted, and it was Minecraftia. It moved around, over, and under, striking fear into every extra-dimensional organism that saw it as they made their way through the Void, their lopsided home.
This thing could have popped universes like wayward bubbles, back in the day... Back when things were simpler, and conflict was so plentiful that it was omnipresent. But things have changed. The Narrative is the presiding force now. This monster, what it once was, it is no longer. But soon, it will re-unite with its counterparts. Not soon enough, in its eyes. But all too soon in the eyes of everyone else.
At long last, the terror arrived at its destination. Millennia of waiting, of wondering, of planning, had finally paid off. It was all too easy to turn the puppeteer into a puppet, and to turn his superiors and inferiors into similar puppets. That's all anyone was to this thing, puppets. His "co-workers", "friends", "teammates", were all just effigies in his vast supply. Every time they were defeated, they said their plans - its plan - would be furthered. The descendants scoffed. It seemed like these villains were just delaying the inevitable, trying to spin their negative ends into something positive. But they weren't.
Everything they had planned had all lead up to this moment, the moment when this thing would enter Minecraftia and claim it for its own. Everything had lead up to the moment when the Employer would return.
The Employer had made it to the Fourth Wall of Minecraftia. Just beyond was the universe itself, or at least, its flaming remains. Brine and the Godmodder had really done a number on it, hmm? It didn't even resemble a universe anymore, just a cobbled-together mess of dying stars. At least they were kind enough to leave some for the Employer. Hovering next to the Fourth Wall, just as before, was the First Block. Yet both were in a state of disrepair.
The Fourth Wall had been damaged, cracks running along its surface. It looked like something had slammed into it. And the First Block lacked the disc that had been at its top. Just as planned, thankfully. The Employer arched and leaped around the First Block and the Fourth Wall, surveying the carnage. After a minute or two, it streamed above and into the First Block itself.
The First Block's geometric scratch was still echoing with golden energy, and the now-removed Disc of Mojang at its top had carved a hole straight into the Block, revealing a great cesspool of creation deep inside. If another force that could rival creation in power were to enter the Block as well, it could potentially usurp creation's power and instate its own. All this ran through the Employer's head as it snaked into the First Block.
Little by little, inch by inch, the Employer coiled inside the First Block, its great power and aura battling against the creation that was commonplace to every First Block. Slowly, the golden aura of the First Block was rivaled by an ever-growing orchid sphere of influence. Wherever the Employer had gone in the Void, it had changed its dazzling colors into an unearthly purple tinge. Now, its orchid power was being solely focused onto the First Block itself.
The Employer wrapped itself around the First Block, winding itself into a helical position. Ever-growing multitudes of orchid energy encircled the First Block, its form shifting into nonexistence and echoing with images of other places at other times in other worlds... Electricity and energy synergized around the Block as, at long last, the Employer wrapped itself completely around the First Block, sealing itself inside of it. A resounding orchid shockwave boomed through the Void.
The Employer was now little more than orchid fire residing in the cavity of the First Block. Yet its fire held more power than anyone could ever dream of having. The actual scratched portions of the Block, the ones that had been separated, disintegrated in flashes of orchid light, the golden energy revealed through their presence washing away into the eternity of the Void, columns of golden fire forming from them and then disappearing entirely as the Employer became the only power inside of it.
Orchid and golden auras intensified around the Block, the orchid eclipsing the gold, as the Block's numerous gears and concentric circles began to spin around overtime. The Block flashed with great amounts of white light, staring the Fourth Wall straight in the face. The Fourth Wall had already suffered from various visual glitches thanks to the cracks embedded in its surface, and now its images were flickering massively, as if they were about to shut off at any moment.
And they did.
Right as the First Block smashed through the Fourth Wall entirely, breaking it in a single strike.
The First Block hurtled through hyperspace, screaming towards another Fourth Wall: the one belonging to Universe A. Cosmic superstring strata danced erratically around the First Block, being broken and reformed by its supersonic passage through reality. Ultimately, a portal was opened that lead straight to Alternian space, the First Block heading right through it. It had been deposited straight into Universe A.
Not a very far distance away was a familiar sight - Alternia's green moon. Or at least, half of it. After it had been bisected by the cherubic might of Lord English back at the climax of Act 2, its two halves had gone their separate ways - quite literally. One had stayed in the orbit of Alternia, and the other had wandered deep space alone. And now it was time to reunite the two brothers.
The Employer sped the Block towards the half of the Green Moon and telekinetically seized it, the Employer's influence spreading across the entire moon extremely fast and with no warning. The Employer rocketed the Moon backwards the length of several AUs (one AU is 93,000,000 miles!) and then shot it forwards at breakneck speeds, quickly materializing a portal that flashed as the Moon sped right through it. The First Block careened upwards and followed the Moon through its own portal as it quickly flashed into nonexistence.
The portal lead much closer to the actual planet of Alternia, at a safe distance to the carnage about to unfold. The trajectory of the portal had set the Moon on a crash course with Alternia itself. At these speeds, the Moon would barrel straight through the planet, destroying it entirely - and everyone on it. The latter part was key here, because there was one person on Alternia that the Employer particularly wanted dead. And for good reason.
Several minutes prior, Alternia was hustling and bustling. Or at least, a city of it was. The entire planet had lived long past its expiration date, having been scarred and marred by the apocalypse itself. Yet from the ashes of civilization came Midnight City, a mobster's utopia, built by the Midnight Crew, a card-themed gang. The Midnight Crew rested in their base - and The Felt rested in their own. The Felt was, after all, the rival gang to the Crew, and since they all excelled in time shenanigans, they were notoriously hard to put down. After all, there were infinite copies of them in infinite other timelines.
It was a slow day for both gangs, and The Felt wandered their mansion - Scratch's Mansion. It had been wrecked by the players who had wandered its halls a year ago, and since Scratch and English had died, no one was willing to refurbish the place. Yet they still lived there, through it all, all having memories of the Homestuck Invasion - most of them not very fond. Snowman, the eighth member of The Felt, smoked a cigarette, knowing that today was the day. The last day of her life.
She knew what she had signed up for when she joined The Felt. Her blood had been given a special power - when it had spilled and she had expired, the entire universe would be destroyed. Slowly, methodically, like a Scratch gone awry. And she had known that, one day, she would die. She knew not the specifics, just that it would be out of her hands and into the hands of someone - no, something - else. And as she contemplated this, The Felt saw something out of the windows of Scratch's Mansion.
There was a twinkling light in the sky that was steadily getting brighter, and with that in mind, closer. None of them knew that it was the other half of the Green Moon until it was dangerously close to them, and by then it was too late. The Moon hit Scratch's Mansion head-on, instantly obliterating the mansion and everyone inside. Snowman had been killed, reduced to ashes that too vaporized under the extreme heat and pressure of a colliding moon. Soon, everything else fell, the entire planet being ripped apart, molten lava splashing to the surface, cracks coursing across the planet, entire cities and landmasses chipping apart and being thrown across space.
And after the Moon breached Alternia's core, the planet - and its adjacent moons - were all engulfed in a massive fireball, the shockwaves of this resounded across the entire universe. The Employer watched all of this eagerly, satisfied with the destruction it had wrought, and turned to leave when it recognized green superstrings dance across the sky at the corners of its vision. It hopped back through a portal and left the universe entirely, racing the superstrings as they multiplied across the entire universe, sapping the life from it entirely.
When the First Block escaped, an entire half of Universe A had withered away completely, reduced to utter nothingness.
~ATH(U1) { } EXECUTE(jukebox.~ath);
Well, that was done. What next?
On the flipside of Universe A, a world-changing event had begun: the Kids had initiated their Scratch.
After they figured out how to attach the Quills of Echidna to the apparatus above the Beat Mesa they were standing on and activate the apparatus properly, shining golden energy had shot out of the Quills and etched a pattern into the Beat Mesa, which had begun spinning so the Quills could properly scratch the pattern they needed to for the procedure to work.
Once the Scratch had started, legions of monsters had started appearing, most of them much bigger and stronger anything the Kids had faced thus far. Yet they took them all on. With their god-like powers, mastery over wind, light, time, and space (not to mention their incredibly powerful weapons) the Kids defended the Beat Mesa, knowing that this was their final task - their final challenge.
It all came down to this.
The First Block now floated once again the Void, leaving a broken and dying universe behind. There were still two other universes to conquer and assimilate, and thankfully, the Employer knew exactly how to tackle both of them - and in which order, too. The Employer packed up shop and sped towards a new universe - Universe B, Earth. Yet there was something already heading towards Earth, and it was closer to it as well.
Just as the Employer charted a course for Universe B, the Twinmobile slipped past its boundaries and once again entered the place that its owner called home - or at the very least, the universe its owner called home. A universe is a pretty big place. The Duck that engie_ninja had provided it was doing very good making sure that the Twinmobile stayed on-course. After this it should get a promotion, you know. It's very good at captaining a ship.
Supercharged by the power of its full battery, the Twinmobile screamed across the universe faster than ever before, at much faster rates than when it was heading to Universe C from here. But that worked in its favor, of course. It was imperative that the Twinmobile reach Earth as quickly as possible. It had an important job to do.
Yet so did the Employer, and after the Block started moving towards Earth, it didn't stop or slow down. Ultimately, trails of golden and orchid energy streaking behind it, the Block surpassed the Twinmobile in speed and in distance, and screamed past it. The Duck decided to pick up the pace even further, not wanting to lose any time...
After an indeterminate amount of time, the First Block had weaved a path straight through the Milky Way Galaxy, into the Solar System, and over Earth itself. It came to a stop hovering over Washington D.C., stopping in the sky. No human on Earth was aware of its existence - because Project Binary had masked it. Deep inside the Conclave, Project Binary knew that the time had finally come. It was time to leave once and for all. Making sure that all of its systems were operational, its power core optimal, and its Moonbase Clone secure, Project Binary closed its eye...
...and shut down entirely.
Steam and electricity spewed from Project Binary's form, which slumped down towards the ground. Its power core hummed away, yet tendrils of orchid energy were released from Project Binary's form and spread upward. Up through the ceiling, up through the long walk down to the lower chamber of the Conclave, up through the hundred or so floors of the Conclave, and, at last, up and away, free from any human-constructed bounds and free to roam the atmosphere.
No one knew of Project Binary's de-establishment. Project Binary's word was law, Project Binary was and is and is to come. Project Binary had exercised control on the human race so much that they had forgotten everything else, and even if Project Binary's mind control was suddenly shut off, it was unknown if the human race would recover, or even be the same. Yet no one thought of this right now. All they thought of was worshiping Project Binary and his glorious regime.
He had promised a new world order. And now it was time to deliver on that promise.
Project Binary arched through the sky, freeing itself of Earth's gravitational pull, and encircling the First Block that hovered above Earth, standing sentry to humanity, whether they were earthbound or moonbound. Project Binary spun around the First Block, encircling it like a glowing orchid halo, and was sucked up inside of the First Block itself, adding to its massive orchid aura. The fire inside of the First Block burned brighter and grew bigger.
The Employer and Project Binary, content and excited for what was to come, started up the First Block and pressed on.
Two down. One to go.
There was only one destination left - Universe C. It was time for the First Block to return to its point of origin. The First Block sped out of Universe B, once again screaming past the Twinmobile, which had made it much closer to Earth in the meantime. Exceeding lightspeed, the First Block blinked out of existence and warped through the Void, careening across reality, making its way back through the Fourth Wall of Minecraftia, once again entering hyperspace.
The First Block was ejected extremely close to the ruins of Minecraftia, a once-powerful universe desecrated and destroyed by war. It was here that the final piece of the puzzle would be put in place. The First Block scoured the edges of Minecraftia, looking for a sign. A sign that it had detected months ago, coming from just around here... There it was. Another one. A beam of raw code. This one was leagues more powerful, now that Project Binary was right at the source.
After a minute or so of searching, they found it. The First Block's light shone on a great and powerful monster, a serpent forged entirely from binary coding, a monster that had been summoned into Minecraftia and quickly vanished without a trace - all for the express purpose of returning later. At long last, Binary had been found. The original one.
Project Binary didn't know the existence of the Employer or Binary Prime until very recently. But now that he knows them, he feels like his entire life has been complete, like he now knows everything in existence. Of course, it was all so simple. Everything was.
Binary Prime laughed a screeching digitized laugh and deposited himself inside of the First Block much like how Project Binary did. The fire inside of the Block roared, soared, and crackled, and then died down. Yet it was still burning even hotter and brighter and bigger than before. At long last, the cycle was complete. The First Block hovered in the air, and then fell towards Universe C.
Four giant booms sounded as the First Block broke the sound barrier four times over.
And hey, isn't this where we came in?
Well okay now we know how the First Block got here. Thanks, Narrator!Me. I guess.
The First Block continues to descend onto the server. All of you, every Descendant, are gathered on one spot, a narrow cliff of bedrock overlooking the Void. The skies radiate with alternating hues of purple. Magenta is still congregating at the horizon, all across the ground, beneath the cracks in the surface... Yet orchid is raining down from the skies, even with the power of the First Block's golden colors radiating everywhere.
The First Block's form remains as bronze as ever. Concentric circles arc around its surface, and its multitude of gears turn and tick away below the main structure. Yet the orchid flame of its inhabitants remains burning, providing an orchid backdrop to the golden aura of the First Block. The column of light the First Block is descending from gradually fades away like an afterimage, giving way to orchid.
Finally, after several minutes of tense silence, the First Block draws close enough to the ground that its golden light begins to cause everything on the battlefield to glow. The Block's light shines so intensely that it drowns out all else, the magenta patterns of Godmodder Soul and the orchid patterns of the First Block's inhabitants. Low rumbling fills the air, and the constant humming pattern of the First Block's energy provides the only real noise in the universe.
And then, when the First Block is lowered all the way to the ground so everyone can see it, its golden aura flashes intensely, and then disperses. All of you see its true form, its gears spinning away, its tuning forks vibrating, its concentric circles spinning. The entire Block is one well-oiled machine - yet one with devious owners. The golden light that was previously omnipresent fades away entirely. The skies are filled with orchid, and only orchid. All of you light up with purple hues, and you feel a sudden and inexplicable urge to kneel down to the First Block. Yet none of you do.
None of you do except Godmodder Soul, who looks legitimately angry that none of you are kneeling with him and forces all of you down onto the ground, into a kneeling position. After you all lie on the ground for several seconds, uncomfortable with what you're doing, Godmodder Soul seems satisfied and releases you all.
The skies abruptly scratch with orchid, tearing apart. Superstrings of orchid energy dance around in the sky, causing the entire earth to tremble and all of you to scatter everywhere once more! Tendrils of purple light reach up from the depths of the Void to the reaches of the sky, swirling and intertwining around the First Block. The great fire burning inside of the First Block escapes, dancing around the tendrils of light and causing the tendrils to form...
THE EMPLOYER: 1 SH0ULD AP0L0G1ZE F0R THAT, BASED 0N C0NVENT10NAL L0G1C AND/0R MANNERS. BUT 1 W0N'T.
THE EMPLOYER: S1MPLY BECAUSE 1'M N0T VERY S0RRY F0R 1T.
PROJECT BINARY: G00D. NE1THER AM 1. AND WE SH0ULDN'T BE. TH1S TH1NG 1S A M0CKERY, AFTER ALL. A D1SGRACE T0 ALL F1RST GUARD1ANS. SYMB10S1S? REALLY? THAT D0ESN'T EVEN MAKE SENSE.
BINARY PRIME: 00110001 01010100 00100000 01010111 00110000 01010010 01001011 01000101 01000100 00100000 01000110 00110000 01010010 00100000 01010101 01010011 00101110 PROJECT BINARY: WELL, YES. BUT Y0U TW0 WERE PART 0F A MUCH B1GGER WH0LE. MUTUAL1SM AND WHAT-N0T REALLY W0RKED 1N Y0UR CASE. EVERY0NE HAD T0 DEPEND 0N EACH 0THER, AND 1T, 1N 0RDER T0 SPREAD C0NFL1CT.
THE EMPLOYER: WHAT A GREAT T1ME THAT WAS, B1NARY PR1ME! Y0U KN0W. BACK THEN. WHEN 1T WAS THE C0NFL1CT THAT RE1GNED SUPREME AND N0T TH1S NARRAT1VE. EV1L ALWAYS W0N. THAT'S H0W 1 L1KED 1T.
BINARY PRIME: 01010111 01000101 00101110
THE EMPLOYER: YES. H0W "WE" L1KED 1T, Y0U'RE R1GHT. 1 SH0ULD HAVE SA1D THAT.
THE EMPLOYER: ANYWAY, 1 TH1NK 1T'S T1ME F0R A PR0PER 1NTR0DUCT10N, R1GHT?
THE EMPLOYER: 1 MEAN, THESE DESCENDANTS M0ST L1KELY W0N'T HAVE ANY CLUE WHAT PR1ME'S SAY1NG W1TH0UT THE HELP 0F AN EXTERNAL T00L.
BINARY PRIME: 01010011 01000001 01000100 00100000 01000010 01010101 01010100 00100000 01010100 01010010 01010101 01000101 00101110
PROJECT BINARY: S0 WH0 SH0ULD 1NTR0DUCE US? ME? Y0U? B1-
THE EMPLOYER: 1T SH0ULD BE Y0U. Y0U'VE D1RECTLY 1NTERACTED W1TH THEM THE M0ST, AFTER ALL.
PROJECT BINARY: EXCELLENT. 1 WAS H0P1NG Y0U W0ULD SAY THAT.
PROJECT BINARY: BUT WHY D0N'T WE ACTUALLY FULLY F0RM F1RST?
PROJECT BINARY: 0H, 1 M1GHT AS WELL RELEASE TH1S CANCER. HE'LL NEED T0 NARRATE TH1S B1T.
KlzkzzAGH. Cough. Hack. Wheeze.
PROJECT BINARY: ARE Y0U SER10USLY SAY1NG C0UGH, HACK, AND WHEEZE AS Y0U PR0CEED T0 ACTUALLY D0 TH0SE TH1NGS? W0W. Y0U REALLY ARE 1NSUFFERABLE.
At least... at least I'm not a cancer... He is! Whoa. Way to be accusatory.
PROJECT BINARY: 0H, SHUT UP. Y0U B0TH ARE. LET'S LEAVE 1T AT THAT. N0W, NARRATE TH1S. 0R 1 W1LL GRAB Y0U AGA1N. AND 1 W1LL KILL Y0U NEXT T1ME.
Ghk... Fine. Fine, I'll do it. So, what's going on right now... Oh, right. Right. The tendrils formed... They formed the shapes of three winding serpents, still not fully formed, but encircling the First Block nonetheless. And once those cruel words were said against Build, full of violent threats against his well-being, the serpents materialized in earnest, three great flashes of light shining from the First Block.
When the light cleared and everything has settled, the First Block is nowhere to be found. At least, nowhere to be found until a giant bronze piece of metal embeds itself in bedrock with orchid flames on top, narrowly missing Godmodder Soul's head. And then all of you look up and see the three serpents, all hovering alongside each other. The one on the left is comprised entirely of code and static, the one on the center is all too familiar to you, and the one on the right resembles more of a demon than an actual serpent - yet not any demon you know.
They are Binary Prime, Project Binary, and the Employer.
At long last, they have assembled.
PROJECT BINARY: GENTLEMEN. WELC0ME T0 THE VERY END.
THE EMPLOYER: WELL, N0W THAT WE'RE ALL HERE WE CAN F1NALLY GET THE BALL R0LL1NG 0N ALL 0F TH1S!
THE EMPLOYER: BY ALL 0F TH1S 1 0BV10USLY MEAN THE DESTRUCT10N 0F ALL 0F EX1STENCE. START1NG W1TH Y0UR L1TTLE UN1VERSE R1GHT HERE.
THE EMPLOYER: 1 CAN PRACT1CALLY HEAR Y0U TH1NK1NG AB0UT H0W DUMB 1T 1S THAT THERE'S AN0THER BE1NG AR0UND MAK1NG THREATS 0N A UN1VERSAL SCALE.
THE EMPLOYER: BUT HEY. 1'VE K1LLED UN1VERSES BEF0RE. WE D1D. B1NARY PR1ME AND 1. AND WE'LL D0 1T AGA1N. PROJECT BINARY: YES, YES. THANK Y0U F0R THAT.
PROJECT BINARY: N0W, L1STEN T0 US VERY CAREFULLY, DESCENDANTS.
PROJECT BINARY: THE WAY WE ARE G01NG T0 K1LL Y0U ALL 1S THR0UGH A NEW METH0D 0F T0RTURE.
PROJECT BINARY: S0 Y0U ALL CAN F1NALLY KN0W THE ANSWERS T0 THE QUEST10NS THAT Y0U HAVE BEEN ASK1NG F0R S0 L0NG.
PROJECT BINARY: Y0U KN0W WHAT? 1 HAVE A FEEL1NG 1 CAN ANSWER S0ME, 1F N0T M0ST, 0F THEM HERE AND N0W. LET ME TRY.
PROJECT BINARY: WH0 1S THE RULER 0F EARTH? B1NARY 1S.
PROJECT BINARY: WH0 1S THE 0NE THAT STR1KES FEAR 1NT0 ALL? B1NARY 1S.
PROJECT BINARY: WH0 1S THE SALVAT10N AND DESTRUCT10N 0F MANK1ND? B1NARY 1S.
PROJECT BINARY: WH0 1S B1RTHED FR0M PURE AND UNBR1DLED C0NFLICT? B1NARY 1S.
PROJECT BINARY: WH0 1S THE EMPL0YER? B1NARY 1S.
PROJECT BINARY: WH0 1S Y0UR G0D, N0W AND F0REVER?
PROJECT BINARY: B1NARY 1S.
These words ring across the entirety of the server, causing orchid to swirl around the vision of all of you... You are all utterly convinced that Binary is the way, Binary is the truth, Binary is salvation, Binary is... You all want to serve your new god in any way you can, all that you want from him is acknowledgement that you all exist, that you all want to serve him, please him... All you want is NO STOP EVERYONE HE'S CONTROLLING YOU CAN'T YOU SEE
PROJECT BINARY: TCH. EVEN N0W, Y0U ALL RES1ST ME. N0 MATTER. Y0U W0N'T F0R L0NG.
PROJECT BINARY: ALL THAT'S LEFT 1S F0R THE C0DE T0 EXECUTE, C0RRECT?
THE EMPLOYER: WELL, 1T ALL STARTED AT THE DAWN 0F T1ME...
BACK WHEN REAL1TY WAS NEW, AND WHEN 1 SAY NEW 1 MEAN NEW, THERE REALLY WASN'T MUCH G01NG 0N. 1T WAS C0MPLETE N0TH1NGNESS. A V01D M0RE P0WERFUL AND C0NSUM1NG THAN THE CURRENT V01D WE HAVE N0W. THERE WERE 0NLY REALLY TW0 UN1VERSES: F1CT10N AND N0NF1CT10N. F1CT10N 1S WHERE WE ARE R1GHT N0W, AND N0NF1CT10N? WELL, N0NF1CT10N'S TH0SE TW0 PARENTHESES Y0U PUT 1N BETWEEN TEXT WHEN Y0U G0 0UT 0F CHARACTER. 1T'S REAL L1FE.
F1CT10N 1S G0VERNED BY PL0T, PLA1N AND S1MPLE. N0TH1NG HAPPENS 1N A ST0RY UNLESS THE PL0T ALL0WS 1T T0 HAPPEN. N0NF1CT10N D0ESN'T W0RK THAT WAY. TH1NGS JUST HAPPEN THERE, S0 N0NF1CT10N 1S 0UT 0F THE WAY 0F ALL UN1VERSES 1N F1CT10N. S0 BACK WHEN REAL1TY WAS NEW AND THE L1NE BETWEEN F1CT10N AND N0NF1CT10N HAD JUST BEEN DRAWN, F0RCES 0F PL0T BEGAN T0 DEVEL0P. AND AFTER A SH0RT WH1LE, 1T BECAME CLEAR THAT THERE W0ULD BE TW0.
S0 Y0U HAVE THE NARRAT1VE. PLA1N AND S1MPLE PR0TECT0R 0F ALL THAT 1S R1GHT 1N THE W0RLD. 1T TR1ES T0 MAKE SURE THAT G00D ALWAYS W1NS, AND THAT EVENTS ARE STEERED T0WARDS FAV0RABLE 0UTC0MES. AND 0N THE 0PP0S1TE S1DE 0F THAT C01N, Y0U HAVE THE C0NFL1CT. THE C0NFL1CT 1S L1KE THE ANT1-NARRATIVE, MAK1NG SURE THAT EV1L ALWAYS W1NS, AND THAT EVERYTH1NG 1S T0RN APART AND CHA0S RE1GNS.
N0W, THE NARRAT1VE'S VERY PASS1VE, AS Y0U ALL KN0W. 1T D0ESN'T ACT D1RECTLY, 1T D0ES 1TS W0RK THR0UGH 0THERS. EVERY0NE WH0 PUTS PEN T0 PAPER AND WR1TES, PUTS BRUSH T0 CANVAS AND PA1NTS, PUTS HANDS T0 KEYS AND PLAYS... THEY USE THE NARRAT1VE T0 TELL THE1R ST0R1ES, STEER1NG THEM T0 FAV0RABLE 0UTC0MES. AND BU1LD 0VER HERE 1S N0 D1FFERENT. HE'S TELL1NG A ST0RY, AND AT LEAST ATTEMPT1NG T0 END 1T CLEANLY. EMPHAS1S 0N ATTEMPT1NG.
BUT THE C0NFL1CT W0RKS D1FFERENTLY. THE C0NFL1CT 1S VERY MUCH AL1VE. 1T 1S SPL1T UP 1NT0 MANY D1FFERENT PARTS, D1FFERENT BE1NGS. YET THE C0NFL1CT AS A WH0LE ST1LL RETA1NS SENT1ENCE, 0RGAN1Z1NG ALL 0F 1TS PARTS. THEY ACT 1N THE 1NTEREST 0F THE C0NFL1CT, AND THE C0NFL1CT 1NFLUENCES THEM 1N TURN. S0 THE C0NFL1CT USES 0THERS, YET 1N A D1FFERENT WAY THAN THE NARRAT1VE.
ALR1GHT, N0W THAT Y0U'RE UP T0 SPEED, 1 CAN BEG1N TH1S WH0LE TH1NG PR0PER. S0 THE NARRAT1VE AND THE C0NFL1CT B0TH F0RMED 1N THE VERY BEG1NN1NG, THE ULT1MATE F0RCES 0F G00D AND EV1L, B0TH PERFECTLY 1N TUNE T0 THE VERY S0URCE C0DE 0F REAL1TY. AS REAL1TY DEVEL0PED, THE C0NFL1CT ULT1MATELY TR1UMPHED 0VER THE NARRAT1VE, S1NCE F1CT10N WAS 1N WHAT L00KED L1KE A PERMANENT STATE 0F FLUX.
THE RED DRAG0N 1S EV1DENCE 0F TH1S. 1 MEAN C0ME 0N, AN ENT1RE UN1VERSE MADE 0F 0NE 1NF1NTE M0NSTER S0UNDS L1KE THE ULT1MATE TR1UMPH 0F EV1L 0VER G00D T0 ME! B1NARY PR1ME 0VER HERE 1S AN0THER EXAMPLE 0F TH1S. HE'S D1RECTLY ENG1NEERED AND TAKEN APART FR0M THE C0NFL1CT. WAY BACK THEN, THE C0NFL1CT WAS 0NE G1ANT BE1NG, BUT 0VER T1ME 1T'S BEEN SPL1T UP 1NT0 MANY D1FFERENT PARTS, AS 1 SA1D EARL1ER.
YET 1T WASN'T ALWAYS S0. AFTER A WH1LE HAD PASSED, THE V01D HAD DEVEL0PED, MANY UN1VERSES HAD F0RMED, AND THE SECRET 0F THE V01D RE1GNED SUPREME. THE C0NFL1CT DEC1DED T0 BR1NG 1T D0WN. BR1NG EVERYTH1NG D0WN. S0 THE C0NFL1CT LAUNCHED AN ULT1MATE ASSAULT AGA1NST ALL 0F REAL1TY, S0METH1NG THAT W0ULD BE F0REVER REFERRED T0 AS THE CATACLYSM. THE C0NFL1CT SLAUGHTERED THE FEW'S DESCENDANTS, T0PPLED MANY UN1VERSES, AND W0ULD HAVE DESTR0YED THE SECRET 0F THE V01D 1TSELF HAD THE NARRAT1VE N0T 1NTERVENED AND CAST THE C0NFL1CT 0UT 1NT0 1TS MANY PARTS.
B1NARY PR1ME WAS A PART 0F THE C0NFL1CT, C0NS1ST1NG 0F RAW C0DE AND PR0GRAMM1NG. AND AFTER S0ME T1ME, THE C0NFL1CT DREW 1TSELF T0 THE 0R1G1NAL WAR, THE PS1-G0DM0DD1NG WAR. GEM1N1 TR1ED S0 HARD. HE REALLY D1D. BUT HE C0ULDN'T ST0P ME FR0M BE1NG B0RN! 1 WAS R1PPED R1GHT 0UT 0F B1NARY PR1ME AND G1VEN A SLEW 0F AMAZ1NG P0WERS. ALL 0F Y0U WERE C0NV1NCED 1 WAS S0ME0NE Y0U KNEW! THAT DREAM DEM0N, PR0JECT B1NARY 0VER HERE, 0NE 0F Y0U EVEN TH0UGHT 1 WAS THE PRES1DENT! BUT ALL AL0NG, 1 WAS 0NLY 0NE PERS0N - MYSELF. GRANTED, TAKEN FR0M B1NARY PR1ME, BUT D1FFERENT EN0UGH T0 BE G1VEN A NEW PURP0SE.
S0 H0PEFULLY THAT BR0UGHT Y0U ALL UP T0 SPEED! N0 M0RE MYSTER1ES LEFT, R1GHT? 0H WA1T, THERE 1S! Y0U ALL WANT T0 KN0W H0W PR0JECT B1NARY WAS MADE! WELL 1'LL TELL Y0U TH1S - HE'S N0T RELATED T0 E1THER 0F US! AT LEAST, N0T D1RECTLY! HE'S N0T DESCENDED FR0M B1NARY PR1ME, HE'S JUST RELATED 1N NAME 0NLY! 0R AT THE VERY LEAST, HE WAS. N0W HE'S JUST L1KE US! N0W THAT WE'RE ALL T0GETHER... AT LAST.
THE EMPLOYER: S0 WHAT SH0ULD 1 D0, PRETEND THAT NEVER HAPPENED?
BINARY PRIME: 01011001 01000101 01010011 00101110
THE EMPLOYER: ...ALR1GHT.
PROJECT BINARY: F1NALLY, THAT'S 0VER. 0F C0URSE WE NEVER ACTUALLY 1NTENDED T0 DAMAGE Y0U W1TH EXP0S1T10N. THAT WAS SARCASM. N0W 1T'S T1ME F0R THE PART WHERE WE D0 1NTEND T0 DAMAGE Y0U: R1GHT N0W.
Meanwhile, the Twinmobile surges across Universe B, at long last reaching Earth. Despite the lack of an earthbound Project Binary, Earth is still enveloped in an all-too familiar orchid glow. Yet the Twinmobile speeds onwards, its surface protecting the ship's instruments from being damaged during re-entry. Quick as a wink, the Twinmobile speeds across North America, leaving jets of green flame in its wake.
The Twinmobile comes to a stop over the Conclave, which is shining brightly, reflecting the light of all sources of orchid color in reality. Project Binary's missile incarnation is quick to react, sending several legions of ships towards the Conclave, with all weapons loaded... Yet the Duck on board knows what he must do. He faces backwards and gives a salute to the Descendants, and then faces front and gives the ships a rude gesture.
The Duck unlocks several containment fields and safety interfaces, and finds a large green button that reads "PRESS WHEN FULLY CHARGED". The Duck closes his eyes and presses the button. Alarms sound all across the ship, lights blaring and flickering. The Duck sits back in his chair and squints, looking at the incoming fleet.
The container at the bottom of the Twinmobile surges with life, its mechanisms retracting and activating. The glass cylinder that is the ship's battery is once again revealed, absolutely filled with green energy. After the button press, giant spheres and circles of green energy emanate from the ship, the liquid energy of the battery being sucked out of its container and transferred to two black spires at the top of the Twinmobile. Their points radiate and crackle with green energy, and they focus each other into a green line. In the middle of that, a green sphere forms.
After several seconds, the sphere bursts, sending tendrils of green energy across the skies. The energy is so potent that it drowns out the orchid aura surrounding the planet, cutting straight through the ships and heading to all corners of the world. And it quickly becomes apparent as to what the effects of the energy are.
Everything in the world that requires electricity to function is suddenly overloaded with massive amounts of it, promptly overheating and shutting down. Everything. Every television, every computer screen, every light fixture, every fridge, every stove. The world as humanity knows it ceases to exist.
But the most important thing is that, deep in the heart of the Conclave, Project Binary's core is affected as well. It runs on electricity, after all. It overloads with massive amounts of energy and explodes, wrenching Project Binary from the ceiling. It lands on the ground with a massive thud. Everything under Project Binary's control stops - all the mind control, all the propaganda, and every single ship. Yet it is quickly reinstated when Moon Binary assumes control. The Duck gulps.
Thankfully, every computer owned by a Descendant is left intact, thanks to the Narrative. But for everyone else, life has changed irrevocably. Their connections to Project Binary have been severely diminished, and many of their appliances and tools destroyed. Yet the true threat on Earth cannot be stopped until Moon Binary is eliminated. And unfortunately, the battery wasn't designed with that in mind.
The Duck tries to fight off the ships, but they end up capturing the Twinmobile. It is escorted off to the Moon, which shines in the sky like an all-seeing eye of destruction.
And then, on GodCraft, Project Binary senses that something is very, very wrong. His form flickers and glitches offline for several seconds, but quickly reforms.
THE EMPLOYER: YES, 0BV10USLY. LEARN T0 PAY ATTENT10N!
PROJECT BINARY: HA. VERY FUNNY. Y0U WERE AWARE THAT 1 KN0W EVERYTH1NG AB0UT MY H0ME UN1VERSE AND ARE P0K1NG FUN AT THAT FACT AS T0 1NS1NUATE THAT 1, 1N FACT, D0 N0T.
PROJECT BINARY: Y0U'RE G00D AT HUM0R.
THE EMPLOYER: ...0KAY.
PROJECT BINARY: BUT EN0UGH 0F THAT. N0W 1S N0T THE T1ME T0 BE CRACK1NG J0KES, UNF0RTUNATELY.
PROJECT BINARY: 1 HAVE R0UTED ALL P0WER T0 MY LUNAR 1NCARNAT10N.
PROJECT BINARY: 1T'S T1ME T0 READY UP MY MAGNUM 0PUS. B0TH 0F Y0U, STAND BACK. AND MAKE SURE THEY D0N'T 1NTERFERE.
PROJECT BINARY: 1T'S T1ME F0R A MATE.
Project Binary begins to hum immensely, unnatural light shining in his eyes. All of you rush at him to try and stop him from deploying whatever the Mate is, but the Employer and Binary Prime float in front of him, blocking your path! They lash out against you all, causing you to skid backwards hundreds of blocks! A massive wall materializes behind you, and then in front of you, above you, and on either side of you! You're trapped! You can hear the digitzed laughter of Binary Prime and the Employer snaking their way towards you...
Suddenly, the walls are gone! You all run and try to get closer to Project Binary, but you all slam into walls! After you all stand in shocked silence for a second or two, you realize that the walls are still there, just invisible! And it looks like all the Binaries are simultaneously laughing at you for your realizations... (Godmodder Soul, by the way, is just standing in the middle of everything, looking at the sky and laughing under his breath.)
The walls suddenly move closer to Project Binary, dragging you along with them! It seems that Project Binary is intent on having you all see his masterpiece be completed... Symbols flash across Project Binary's face and he becomes enveloped in purple auras, his body phasing in and out of existence... You all see projections of Project Binary's body flash into the air, beaming upwards, as if aiming for a place far away... And they are.
Information begins to stream into Project Binary's mind - the location of every single Descendant, whether they are on Earth or not. All of his blind spots have been cleared - he now knows where everyone, everywhere, resides. And now it is time to act on it. Instantly, legions of spaceships begin swarming to various locations on Earth - North America, Europe, Asia. Every Descendant currently on Earth is captured. The Narrative tries hard to fight against Project Binary's reach, but it is no use. The Conflict is winning now.
PROJECT BINARY: N0W Y0U ALL SEE. WATCH AS Y0UR FELL0W PLAYERS DR1FT AWAY FR0M THE1R SCREENS, CAPTURED BY ME!
PROJECT BINARY: WE ARE 1N C0NTR0L 0F THE NARRAT1VE N0W! THE REAS0N 1 HAVE BEEN ABLE T0 C0NTR0L THE NARRAT1VE, STEER 1T T0WARDS MY 0WN 0UTC0MES, 1S S0LELY BECAUSE 1 AM EMP0WERED BY THE C0NFL1CT!
PROJECT BINARY: N0W THAT WE ARE CAPTUR1NG ALL 0F Y0U, M1NECRAFT W1LL BE 0URS F0R THE TAK1NG! W1TH ALL 0F 1TS CREAT1VE P0TENT1AL, 0UR 0WN P0WER W1LL GR0W EXP0NENT1ALLY 0NCE WE CLA1M 1T!
PROJECT BINARY: TH0SE 0F Y0U L0CATED 1N 0THER D1MENS10NS W1LL HAVE SH1PS ARR1VE AT Y0UR L0CAT10N VERY SH0RTLY.
True to Project Binary's word, every Descendant who is being controlled by someone that is not on Earth is captured as well, their locations compromised. The ships capture them with slight resistance, but empowered by the reach of the Narrative and Project Binary, all those Descendants are captured as well, and are taken back to Earth.
Project Binary grins, knowing that there is only one obstacle left.
PROJECT BINARY: AND N0W, T0 TAKE CARE 0F TH0SE WH0 ARE N0T C0NTR0LLED BY ANY0NE, YET EX1ST 1N THE GAME ALL THE SAME.
PROJECT BINARY: THANKFULLY, 1 W1LL N0T NEED A MULT1TUDE 0F SH1PS T0 CAPTURE Y0U. Y0U ALL W1LL BE C0M1NG W1TH US. PROJECT BINARY: ALL WE W1LL NEED 1S 0NE.
A massive ship quickly flies into view, dwarfing all of you! The walls fly upwards, and all of you feel yourselves being pulled towards Project Binary's ship... Its underside opens up, revealing the ship's interior! Come on, I've got one shot here... I pull out the Deudly Magnum, aiming for Project Binary, the Employer, and Binary Prime! I pull the trigger, AND--
The ship shuts. The three Binaries dissolve into wisps of energy and form an aura around the ship. Godmodder Soul stops looking in the sky and sees the ship about to take off. He flies up to the ship and hitches a ride, just as the ship screams out of GodCraft, sailing towards a ruined Earth.
~ATH(U2) { } EXECUTE(employment.~ath);
While inside of Project Binary's ship, all of you are kept inside of separate containment cells reinforced with regenerating bedrock. Your limbs are restrained with chains forged from the bindings of SCP-2317, and the bedrock also has Infinity Seals over it. How do I know all of this in such extensive detail? Well, I'm inside of one, aren't I?
After several minutes, the ship travels to the Moon. The Moonbase has grown quite a bit since the last time it was seen, and very greatly since the last time any of you were on it. The only person not contained in a cell is Godmodder Soul, who is content with wandering around the halls of the spaceship. He goes up to the front of the ship.
GODMODDER SOUL: The service here is abysmal. I demand to speak to your manager.
PROJECT BINARY: AREN'T Y0U SUPP0SED T0 BE DEAD?
GODMODDER SOUL: I... I think so. But I got better.
PROJECT BINARY: Y0U "G0T BETTER". R1GHT. F0RGET 1T, 1'M N0T PART1CULARLY 1NTERESTED AS T0 THE METH0DS 0F Y0UR APPARENT REV1VAL.
PROJECT BINARY: 1 CH0SE N0T T0 RESTRA1N Y0U F0R A REAS0N.
PROJECT BINARY: MY EARL1ER 0FFER T0 Y0U ST1LL STANDS. Y0U CAN J01N ME, Y0U KN0W.
PROJECT BINARY: 1F Y0U FEEL UP T0 1T, WHAT W1TH Y0UR DREADFUL MENTAL FACULT1ES.
GODMODDER SOUL: You wanna know something? I might just consider that offer now.
GODMODDER SOUL: I'm gonna need all the help I can get if I can destroy this stupid game and this stupid universe and this ssssstupid HAT. PROJECT BINARY: HMM. D1SREGARD1NG Y0UR C0MMENT AB0UT A N0NEX1STENT HAT, TH1S 1S G00D.
GODMODDER SOUL: It's pretty clear to me that I'm not going to get anywhere by trying to get these guys to ragequit. So I took your advice. And Alpha's.
PROJECT BINARY: ALPHA? WH0?
GODMODDER SOUL: Oh, just another voice inside of my head.
GODMODDER SOUL: can anyone hear me
PROJECT BINARY: ...1'LL TAKE Y0UR W0RD F0R 1T. WHEN WE LAND 0N THE M00N, MEET ME 1N THE CENTRAL CHAMBER. WE SHALL D1SCUSS TACT1CS THERE.
PROJECT BINARY: Y0U MADE THE R1GHT CH01CE.
The spaceship lands on the Moon, and the individual containment cells are detached from the spaceship, still retaining their unbreakability and their occupants - all of you. Project Binary, the Employer, and Binary Prime all head through the catacombs of the Moonbase, transporting you all across its perimeter. The Moonbase appears to be a combination of massive prisons and ship-building factories, as well as propaganda and brainwashing centers. You all are sent into a special prison wing constructed specifically for the eventuality that all of you were tracked down.
Your containment cells are attached to the walls of the Moonbase, and then you are left to rot. All of you remain in the middle of your cells, contemplating your existence. So this is it, you all guess. This is the end of the road. You all try to equip your weapons, exercise your mental powers, do anything at all. But none of you can. You feel a buzzing static pervading every corner of your mind, making it extremely difficult to concentrate on any particular thing.
You all are about to resign yourselves to oblivion, when something happens. And something big. The entire Moonbase begins to rumble. The three Binaries and Godmodder Soul stop floating to the main chamber and look around wildly, all wondering what in creation is going on. They find out soon enough.
A minute earlier, a mysterious force congregates all around the cell of Eric, divine intervention making itself known. Eric looks up and realizes that the Author is, for the second time in the game, interfering directly with the events of the War. Teleporting into the chamber from a place unknown is the thirteenth Impetus Comb, by and large the largest Comb in the game. Eric looks at it with awe.
He slowly floats into the air, a golden glow supercharging his action. The bindings that he's trapped in dissolve at his touch. Eric reaches out and touches the Impetus Comb, a massive sphere of light encasing both him and in. Eric feels the Author extend Eric's reach through the entire Moonbase, targeting every single Descendant, Split, and I. The honey of the Comb Rave is poured out of the Impetus Comb and congregates at the ceiling of Eric's chamber.
The Author multiplies the honey of the Comb, nearly submerging the chamber, and uses its godly power to blast through the cell walls in one strike, creating the source of the rumbling just felt all around the Moonbase. Eric's original source of honey begins to spin around wildly, forming a halo that rests at the top of his, providing a great light source. Eric begins to dash through the halls of the Moonbase, a cloud of nectar surging behind him.
Despite the Moonbase's labyrinthine and ever-changing nature, the light of the Comb Rave clears a path for Eric, allowing him to visit every single Descendant's cell. A portion of the honey detaches itself from the main mass every time a Descendant is encountered, which promptly breaks open said Descendant's cell, giving them their own halo and setting them free thanks to the reach of the Author.
Eventually, every Descendant, Split, and I have been freed, all of us with halos around our heads. Those who are controlled by real selves have had both versions powered up, yet only the real selves have been freed since the Minecraft avatars can't be controlled without access to a computer. However, the real selves have all gained divine access to their Minecraft inventories, and can bust their avatars free once they find a computer.
When everyone meets up, the halos over everyone's heads shudder and fly up to the ceiling, meeting together and forming a crackling mass of energy. The sound of music, superpowered reality-breaking mechas, the divine light of charisma and the darkness of ink, the all-consuming power of oblivion, the fighting playthings of a master, a superhero with the power to control antimatter, a legion of ships powered by the largest of stars, massive arrays of weaponry and dice, beasts that lurk in the darkest shadows, sacred geometry and the power to consume all, the inevitable death of everything in existence, an all-powerful apocalyptic nightmare, and the game-changing might of the First Guardians all ring out over the din of this, the Final Rave.
The energy flows into everyone equally, supercharging them with electricity and light. Everyone gains obscene amounts of power, and, as a parting gift, the Author adjusts reality slightly. Everyone flickers into wireframe models, storyboards, blotches of ink, and a lot more as reality cycles through an infinitude of different incarnations, the OP Scale itself being raised so that all of you can exercise your powers more freely. Although it is still there, it is now more lenient, and all of your power greatly enhanced.
With that, the Author leaves, leaving you all to do battle against Project Binary here, in the heart of the Moon.
...Wow. What a deus ex machina. Yeah, I'm pretty sure that was the point. Alright, fine. Eric did call this guy the king of deus ex machinas, so I guess I shouldn't complain?
Still empowered with vision omnifold, everyone charges through the heart of the Moonbase, looking to release a captive ship. After several minutes, they find the Twinmobile under heavy lock and key. ...they find my ship under heavy lock and key. My ship. HEY! THAT'S MY SHIP! YOU DON'T GO THROUGH MY SHIP WITHOUT GOING THROUGH ME FIRST! I think we found his berserk button, class. Everyone take notes. After a fierce, intense, and one-sided battle, everyone and everything guarding the Twinmobile is gone. Quick, guys! Hop in!
Ahhh, just like being back home! Oh hey there, Duck! Glad to see that you've made it this far. You silly little thing you, I hope you did alright while the ship was on autopilot! You mean that thing wasn't piloting the ship all this time? Nope! It's just a duck, after all. Someone didn't read Tazz's attack. What? Nothing.
Anyway, (I crack my knuckles) it's time to fight Project Binary head-on. I promised you all you'd have a chance to take him on! Well, here you go! Let's do this! (Did you seriously have to say you crack your knuckles... We can all see you do it! Hey, it needs to look good in text form. Ughhhhhhh. You are seriously- Insufferable? Some have said I am. I don't think it really defines me though. Just shut up and FLY THIS SHIP.)
The three Binaries look at Godmodder Soul, hissing an order at him.
PROJECT BINARY: G0 SEE WHAT'S UP. EXAM1NAT10N SUGGESTS THE ACT1VAT10N 0F A LEVEL TH1RTEEN 1MPETUS C0MB. N0T G00D. N0T G00D AT ALL.
THE EMPLOYER: G0 DEAL W1TH 1T S0 WE D0N'T HAVE T0! WE HAVE 0UR 0WN P0S1T10NS T0 GET T0, AFTER ALL.
GODMODDER SOUL: Crunchatize me, Cap'n!
Godmodder Soul gives the three Binaries a salute, falls backwards of his own accord, and disappears into thin air.
THE EMPLOYER: WHY D0N'T WE RENAME Y0U T0 CAPTA1N 0BV10US WH1LE WE'RE BUSY REMAK1NG THE W0RLD 1N 0UR 1MAGE, HUH?
BINARY PRIME: 00101110 00101110 00101110
The three Binaries make a beeline towards the central chamber, which opens to allow them passage. It's a very expansive chamber, and in the very middle of the room is a large warhead that contains an exact replica of Project Binary's mind. The projection of Project Binary that was ejected from the First Block fades away as the warhead's conversation programs begin to activate.
PROJECT BINARY: 1 W0N'T BE NEED1NG THAT PR0JECT10N ANYM0RE. N0W, 1'VE HAD SPEC1ALLY-DES1GNED TURRETS BU1LT F0R THE B0TH 0F Y0U T0 0CCUPY. TAKE THE1R F0RM AND THEY W1LL SERVE AS C0NDU1TS F0R Y0UR 0FFENS1VE P0WER. 1N ADD1T10N, THEY ARE V1RTUALLY 1NDESTRUCT1BLE.
BINARY PRIME: 01110100 01101000 01100001 01101110 01101011
THE EMPLOYER: VERY APPREC1ATED, PR0JECT B1NARY.
The two coil around the turrets, floating into them. They flicker online and begin to move around, various weapons appearing and disappearing around them with a thought. However, they are immobile, and remain rooted to the ground. They can, however, aim in any direction. Project Binary echoes commands throughout the Moonbase, its structure responding to his needs.
PROJECT BINARY: RA1SE DEFENS1VE SH1ELDS 0F CENTRAL CHAMBER T0 0PT1MAL STRUCTURE. R0UTE ALL SPACESH1PS 0F ALL CLASSES T0 CENTRAL CHAMBER. EXPAND D1MENS10NS 0F CENTRAL CHAMBER BY A MAGN1TUDE 0F THREE. ACT1VATE ALL H1DDEN TRAPS 0F CENTRAL CHAMBER. ETC. ETC.
PROJECT BINARY: ALR1GHT. N0W THE TRUE BATTLE BEG1NS.
While the Twinmobile races through the Moonbase, trying to chart the best path straight to the central chamber, an all-too-familiar figure appears on the ship's hull: Godmodder Soul's decaying form. He waves and takes everyone by surprise.
GODMODDER SOUL: Taxi!
Everyone spontaneously blinks, and Godmodder Soul is gone. But Godmodder Soul, in the biggest twist of the century, was RIGHT BEHIND EVERYONE ALL ALONG??? Everyone is completely blown away by this revelation, but is also blown away when Godmodder Soul activates a billion air horns at once, the huge gust of wind knocking everyone to the far side of the navigational chamber.
Godmodder Soul menacingly advances towards everyone, chuckling as he sees all the divine power-ups everyone has gotten... He examines you all closely but quickly, so that none of you can touch him.
GODMODDER SOUL: So you all have gotten augmentations of your own, huh? Nice, nice, clever. I take it Green Hoodie and/or Red Hoodie didn't do this to you... It looks like some authorial intervention was involved, I take it?
GODMODDER SOUL: How did I know, you ask? Oh, just now. When you told me.
GODMODDER SOUL: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAGSKHAS, what a funny JOKE that is! You know what else is a funny joke?
GODMODDER SOUL: No, not me! All of YOU! Because you think that, even with these superpowered superpowers, you actually have a chance at winning! HA!
GODMODDER SOUL: Although... Hm. Maybe you actually DO have a shot at winning, in which case...
GODMODDER SOUL: ...Ick. I'd better warn the other guys right away.
GODMODDER SOUL: Thank you, thank you! I'll be here all night! And for the rest of existence hopefully, however long it may last!
Godmodder Soul disappears in a puff of smoke. The rest of the trip passes with minimal activity, and soon enough, the Twinmobile is right at the doors of the central chamber. It's guarded by a thousand locks that need to be opened by the right keys in exactly the right way at exactly the right time, and the door has many different devices that prevent cheating by teleporting across and the like. I scoff at this and send everyone down belowdecks, leaving the Duck to find a way to fix this.
At the far end of the Twinmobile is an absolutely preposterous amount of computers, engineered for this circumstance - in that Minecraft avatars needed to be controlled while on the ship! I lead everyone there who isn't a Minecraftian already, and get them to work setting up their Minecraft avatars! All of the Minecraftians then head back up to the navigational chamber to see WHAT?
How? HOW??? HOW DID HE SOLVE IT? Way to jump to conclusions, Greenie. I solved it. Oh, come on! You had me all excited there! I thought that the Duck actually opened all of those locks in exactly the right way! Hey, it's easy when you've got timeclones. Oh, right... I guess you're right... Anyway, let's go! ONWARDS!
(You owe me one, Duck. Consider this a secret between us. He must not know your full power.)
With that, the Twinmobile punches through the door, scattering its two halves. The central chamber is exceedingly huge, with armadas of spaceships all around its perimeter! The place is easily big enough for several large-scale battles, and appears to be bigger than the outside would suggest! You all see a missile and two turrets that appear to contain Project Binary, the Employer, and Binary Prime. Godmodder Soul hovers above them, having obtained bat wings for some reason.
Listen, I've got a feeling that a massive spaceship battle's going to be happening here soon. If any of you have spaceships, now's the time to use them! And if you don't have them, well, I've stolen some of the blueprints to Project Binary's ships while we were heading over here. You can base and customize your own ships off of those! Now let's hear what Mr. Missile has to say...
PROJECT BINARY: 1NTEREST1NG. N0W Y0U ALL HAVE THE P0WER 0F A F1NAL RAVE BEH1ND Y0UR BACKS. BUT W1LL 1T BE EN0UGH T0 DEFEAT ALL THREE 0F US?
GODMODDER SOUL: I EXIST! I AM NOT JUST A SHADOW CONFINED ONLY BY THE LIGHT!
PROJECT BINARY: WE HAVE C0ME T00 FAR T0 BE DEFEATED BY ALL 0F Y0U! N0 MATTER WHAT D0 Y0U AND N0 MATTER WHAT Y0U THR0W AT US, THE C0NFL1CT W1LL ALWAYS F1ND A WAY! 1T HAS EX1STED S1NCE THE DAWN 0F T1ME, AND ALWAYS W1LL!
PROJECT BINARY: AND YET Y0UR L1VES ARE HELPLESSLY M0RTAL.
You all feel sentences beam into every corner of your mind, and you clamp at your head to try to get it out. Everyone on Earth and the Moon stops what they're doing, ready to hear another batch of propaganda beamed directly through their skulls.
PROJECT BINARY: C1T1ZENS 0F EARTH! L0NG HAVE 1 T0LD Y0U THAT A NEW W0RLD 0RDER W0ULD BE C0M1NG! T0DAY 1 HAVE GREAT NEWS! THE NEW 0RDER 1S HERE!
PROJECT BINARY: THE G0DM0DDER 1S DEAD! H1S 0PERAT10N 1S DEAD! THE PLAYERS WH0 0PP0SED H1M HAVE BEEN L0CKED AWAY WHERE THEY CANN0T SPREAD 1NC1TEFUL MATER1AL ANY L0NGER! AND S00N, THE UN1VERSE THAT THEY CALL THE1R DESP1CABLE H0ME W1LL BE W1PED 0FF THE FACE 0F REAL1TY!
PROJECT BINARY: F0R NEARLY A YEAR Y0U ALL HAVE PLEDGED Y0UR UNDY1NG ALL1EGANCE T0 ME!
PROJECT BINARY: N0W 1 AM HERE T0 TELL Y0U THAT Y0U ALL W1LL BEC0ME THE SERVANTS 0F MY NEW 1NTERSTELLAR EMP1RE!
PROJECT BINARY: WE W1LL TRAVEL THE GALAX1ES, EXPAND ACR0SS UN1VERSES, AND C0NQUER EVERYTH1NG WE F1ND!
Well, this is it. Over a year of planning, foreshadowing, and storyposts have all lead up to this. I'm fairly certain that my first direct mention of the events that have occurred in this storypost took place on September 17th of last year, which was 576 pages ago. This has been in the making for a very long time, and I'm happy to see that it's all come together. So let's get into the gameplay of this!
Each player will be able to create their own ship that they can use to engage in an aerial assault against Project Binary! If you already have a ship that you've created through alchemy or through RP, feel free to use them here! If you don't, then you can create your own ship here, as long as it follows the template I will provide to you.
You'll be able to balance your ship's stats based on three criteria: HP, Attack, and Defense. Pretty straightforward I know, but hey, it works! You have a total of 6 stat points to spread across your three stats. You can allot up to 4 stat points in one stat if you want, but the two other stats will only have 1! Decide what ship you want and balance your stats accordingly!
You can also give your ships special attacks that can range from a two- to four-turn warmup. (Not Echeladder special attacks, the special attacks that are commonplace with entities!) The more warmup you give your special attacks, the more powerful they'll be! I'll let you decide what they actually do. In addition, you can give your ship a passive that acts every turn. You could make it affect only your ship or you could choose what other ships it affects! Of course, limit these special attacks and passives within reason. Just because the OP Scale has been lessened doesn't mean it's gone completely!
If you decide that you don't want to create a ship and want to buddy up with someone else's ship, you can do that as long as the owner of the ship is okay with it! You'll be given a special turret built on the side of the ship to command and attack with, independent of the rest of the ship. There can only be up to three people on a ship at any given time, and the turrets don't have any special attacks or passives!
You can have two ships, but you will need to clear it with me first so I can decide if it's okay or not. If you do summon a second ship, no one can buddy up on it.
Keep in mind that you can still attack normally in your three posts each turn! You can attack using the ship, (describing the attacks for more damage) or you can shoot out of the ship with your own attacks. However, ships' special attacks and passives go into effect at the end of each turn. You can command when to use the special attack and what your passive targets in one of your posts.
Your goal is to destroy Project Binary once and for all and topple his regime, before he can extend his reach throughout all of reality and destroy it! He's already gained control over the Narrative, just like me, so this will prove to be a very difficult fight! Thankfully, there's no time limit for this fight, but it's still imperative that you finish it as quickly as possible! Project Binary has a mass of his own ships that he can control, and he can use them to guard important spots around the Artemissile he's inside of that you'll have to attack! You can try to fight your way through the ships, but not without taking damage... Thankfully, there aren't too many of the ships, and they aren't being continually replenished!
You have to destroy the bars and machinery holding up Project Binary's missile form, as well as the various weapons he's controlling! If you manage to do this, the missile will topple over and explode, destroying the Moonbase! Project Binary's army of ships does not need to be destroyed for this to happen. You must also watch out for Binary Prime and the Employer, both in turrets of their own! These turrets are invulnerable and cannot be attacked.
You also have Godmodder Soul to deal with! He holds large amounts of hidden power, and can prove deadly if not watched out for! However, he is extremely mentally unstable, and is a big wild card! Although he's allied with Project Binary now, the alliance is fragile... In addition, after you deal with the Binaries, Godmodder Soul will still stick around... You'll have to deal with him separately. (I'm bolding this so nobody can say I didn't warn them when this inevitably happens in gameplay! I'm trying to prevent another Cockpit scenario here...)
Also, the Curses are not gone! The Curses of Anti-Entities, Anti-Charging, and Anti-Alchemies are still in effect! In addition, if you die, you'll have to spend an entire turn rebuilding your ship! You can attack normally during that turn, but they will deal less damage.
The Itinerary:
> All: Create your own spaceship to fight with, or buddy up with someone else's!
>All:Destroy the Artemissile's foundations and weaponry!
> All:Destroy Project Binary's army of ships!
> All: Watch out for the Employer and Binary Prime!
> All: Watch out for Godmodder Soul!
THE TRIALS:
I. FINAL WAVE .I
II. DEMONHEAD .II
III. INFESTATION .III
IV. ASCENT .IV
V. EXODUS .V
VI. ECLIPSE .VI
==> VII. CHECKMATE .VII <==
Moonbase Core:
insert_generic_username: [AG] HP: 28/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 60%.
pionoplayer: [AG] HP: 28/25. Has Super Armor.
CobaltShade: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 100%.
The_Nonexistent_Tazz: [AG] HP: 28/25. Has Alpha Armor. Runic Shielding: 60%.
gutza1: [AG] HP: 28/25. Has Super Armor.
Netpatham: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
Irecreeper: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor. TT2000: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
Amperz4nd: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 100%. Crusher48: [AG] HP: 0/25. Has Super Armor.DEAD.
Talist: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
crystalcat: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 100%.
Nimbleguy: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
PitTheAngel: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
TehEpicNinja9001: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
TSFHISEPIC: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
FINALBATTLESTARTSNOW: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
ninjatwist321: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
mythicZoologist: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
NinjaV2403: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
babysphee: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
omglolsguy22: [AG] HP: 22/25. Has Super Armor. Takes 3 damage every turn.
ProofofconcepT: [PG] HP: 20/20.
The_Serpent: [PG] HP: 20/20.
ManiacMasteR: [N] HP: 25/25.
K4yne: [N] HP: 25/25.
Fseftr: [N] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
engie_ninja: [N] HP:25/25.
The_Idea_Modpack_Mod_Man: [N] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
5l1n65h07: [N] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
Split: [N] HP: 250,000/250,000. In the Twinmobile. Weapon Mode: Perfect Split. Seeing Red: I
Build: [AG] HP: 200,000/200,000. In the Twinmobile.
Twinmobile: [AG] HP: 300,000/300,000. Piloted by the Duck. Housing Build and Split. The more players inside of it, the more powerful its attacks. Duck Season: II
Godmodder Soul: [GM?] HP: . "Allied" with the Binaries.
PROJECT BINARY: [01 BOSS] In the Artemissile.
Left Beam: 250,000/250,000 HP. Can supercharge the Left Turret every other turn.
Right Beam: 250,000/250,000 HP. Can supercharge the Right Turret every other turn.
Central Holder: 500,000/500,000 HP. Can supercharge the Artemissile every other turn.
Propaguns: 60,000/60,000 HP. (x4.) Can inflict Confusion on targets.
Power Accelerator: 200,000/200,000 HP. Taps into the remnants of Earth's Power Core for devastating attacks.
THE EMPLOYER: [01 BOSS] In the Right Turret. Invulnerable.
BINARY PRIME: [01 BOSS] In the Left Turret. Invulnerable.
The Seekers: [01] Group A: 10,000/10,000 HP. (x10.) Stationed near Left Beam. Group B: 10,000/10,000 HP. (x10.) Stationed near Right Beam. Group C: 10,000/10,000 HP. (x10.) Stationed near Central Holder. Group D: 10,000/10,000 HP. (x10.) Stationed near weaponry. Group E: 10,000/10,000 HP. (x10.) Not stationed to any particular area.
Curses of Anti-Entities, Anti-Charging, and Anti-Alchemies are in effect. If you die, you must take a turn to rebuild your ship. You can attack while doing so, at the cost of less damage.
A>Right, time to get ready for a combo thing, then.)
(A>Oh, this is going to be FUN.)
A>get buildplan Omega med 2turret(opt).
A>Schematic loaded.
A>Execute build.
Argus-as-my-avatar appears spammed all over the place. Each copy is holding a pair of Origin Wands as the construction of an Omega-class Medium Destroyer is completed instantaneously, each copy acting in synch.
Omega-Class Destroyer:
HP:2
Def:0-4
Atk:0-4
Passive Special: Modular: Can exchange weapons and defense modules at any time, raising and lowering that stat accordingly. Doing so takes one action, for any number of modules.
Passive: Damageable Modules. Modules can be attacked. If they are destroyed, rebuilding them will take one action per each module rebuilt. Should a Repair Module or Nanobot Module be active, those modules may target destroyed modules and rebuild them in the same action as another rebuild action.
((I'm assuming the special charges up, and then we use it. If it's the other way around (we use it and it charges/counts down), please say something so I can change that.))
Active Special: Rebuild IIII: Rebuilds the ship in its entirety, with any remaining ship mass launched at a specified target, guns blazing. All modules on the soon-to-be-dead ship will be switched to offense for this purpose.
Active Ability: "We Have Spares": Give a module to any other ship, to do with as it likes. Or not do. Basically, add a turret, limit one.
Potential Loadout:
Repair Module (Heal): Can restore HP to any target ship.
Point Defense (Def):Intercepts physical projectile attacks. Can also, technically, fire lasers for .5 Atk.
Laser (Atk): The bigger cousin of Point Defense. Can be used for Point Defense for .5 Def.
Missile (Atk): Splash damage to nearby enemy targets.
Shields (Def): Intercept any one attack aimed at the ship in the EoTB for each module. Only two attacks may be intercepted this way.
Nanobot Swarm (Atk, heal): Either repairs a ship, or attacks a ship. (Read: PoisonWither/Regen equivalent.)
Attack Spell Array (Atk): Blasts a target with ice, potentially locking up weapons.
Defensive Spell Array (Def): Applies magical shielding to a target, giving them a HP-value shield. These shields will decay over time if not maintained, but will absorb all damage until they are depleted, and all damage on the attack that depletes them.
Hack Limpets (Atk-SPECIAL): Launches limpet mines at a target, slowing its movements, and attempts to hack into the target and convert it.
Such converted ships will act on autopilot in the EoTB.
Should the Hack Limpets not be successful, they will explode, dealing some damage.
Solar Overcharger (Special):For each Overcharger, increase the effectiveness of other modules.
Cloaking Module (Special): Attempts to cloak the ship. For each module, effectiveness is increased. Three modules are capable of completely cloaking the ship 100% of the time.
Drone Bay (Special, TAKES TWO MODULES): Every other turn, produce and launch a Drone with one module. Max two. Any modules with buffs do not affect the ship. Drones are hit first.
Scanner:Gives a passive attack boost and an active boost. Retargeting the active scan takes an action.
I balanced this for a ship with four module slots. If you wish to have more, fine by me, if you want less, I'd like some notice.
Starting Loadout:
2x Shields
1x Defensive Spell Array.
1x Nanobot Swarm.
Crew:
Argus.
==Actions==
I stay aboard the Twinmobile, giving it a powerup. This is obviously not an actual action.
Nanobots swarm at the Artemissile, aiming for the Propaguns. They have lumps of telekill.
A defensive spell is cast on the Omega-Class Destroyer. "I ought to name this..."
My hard-light arrays shield the Twinmobile, the Duck, Build, Split, myself.....Etc.
"Alpha! We can hear you!"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
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.
The Enforcer:A large shell that looks exactly like me, only about double the size.
Attack 2
Speed 3
Defense 1
Attacks: Legendary Dragoon: Can only be done once every three turns, attacks entire ship for medium damage. (Gathering feathers)
Godlike Power: After 4 turns, monstrous damage to one target (Recovering from Persona usage)
Truth: Delivers painful truths to the actual entities, coupled with generic attack to a random part
Passive special: Small Target. Any attack has a 50% chance of missing me
Active Special: Arbiter of the Timeline: If this is activated, for the next turn the Enforcer will dodge all attacks by slipping into other dimensions. My attacks will do normal damage, but this must be charged for 2 turns.
Ability: Attacks cannot be dodged, blocked, or negated. Or Godmodded, or have their effectiveness lessened.
"Well, you are very powerful. Indeed, this is Godlike Power I feel, and I have plenty of experience with such. But power in this universe means nothing. Do you not understand? I stop beings like you as a hobby. As in, something I do for fun in my spare time. I am no god, but I'll still teach you the truth of your minuscule existences. For the Omega of the worlds come at their own time, at their own pace, without outside interference. Do you not realize how you have royally screwed up? You have left your seat of Power, Binary, Binary Prime, and Employer. You are in our world now.
Now, time to drop the hammer. You know this fight between the Narrative and the Conflict, as you call it? That does not exist. The Narrative gets what it wants: when it wishes for a sad ending, we get Mother 3, with help from you. When it wishes for a happy ending, it gets it, despite any attempt you make. This time, the Narrative is against you, and thus you will lose. Consider me the enforcer when things stray too far from their intended path. Now, let me share my infinite willpower with the masses you left on Earth, Project Binary."
The mind control begins to violently shatter.
"This is the power you put yourself in striking distance of. I was going to use it just on Richard, but two for the price of one deals are always welcome.
But enough expository banter! Now? We fight like men! And ladies! And ladies who dress like men! For me, it is MORPHING TIME!"
I ingest a rainbow colored seed, and unleash a powerful suction that brings the Power Accelerator and two propaguns out of the ship
As they are forcibly drawn forward by air, I prepare my weapon.
"And Richard, since I know you all are listening. For the last time..."
(I slash once for every word)
"YOU! ARE! NO! GOD! You died fair and square! You had your chance! LEAVE NOW! The truths of my previous attack do not fade over time! You must face them yourself, so fall here! The Incarnate is gone, your mechs are gone, the trials are done, your cockpit is gone, and so is your health! I will not let you terrorize this world any longer. LET ME SHOW YOU THE DIFFERENCE IN POWER BETWEEN US!!! This! Is! OVER!"
My weapon grows to massive size, then still larger. It gets to the point where The Incarnate would look like an action figure next to it, and still grows larger. Finally, the sword swings down, creating Sonic Booms in its wake. Everyone is deafened, but if they could hear me, they would hear a raging yell that shook the ground.
The sword cuts straight through my targets with a force that could make Saxton Hale worried I could break into his secret vault.
(To understand this joke, look at the new comic for the update for TF2)
I jump back into the ship to pilot it.
In the meantime, the corpse of Waddle Dee glows with a blue light. I warned you not to underestimate him, didn't I?
"Hey, Master Hand. I have need of your smashers."
"Oh, really? *Sigh* What is it this time?"
"Well, we've got another couple of nutjobs trying to take over the world."
"I know you well enough that you aren't joking. How strong is this nutjob?
"Well, one has much less power than Tabuu normally, but he's been supercharged by a godlike dragon of hell. The other one is actually a trio who gain power from aggressive conflicts."
"I trust your judgement, you helped King Dedede make the badges, so I'll lend you trophies of the smashers with the same amount of power. I'll make sure to include your choices."
"Thanks, that will be more than enough."
Master Hand text in white because he's a white glove. What else did you expect?
[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.
Okay twin, if you were just going to nope my entire freaking cutscene that was supposed to be the Author actually doing something useful then why the freaking heck did you tell me to use it.
Answer me that please.
I'm not mad about you nopeing the comb rave.
BUT YOU FREAKING COMPLETELY UNDERMINED THE GUY WHO'S SOLE PURPOSE IS TO ACT AS DEUS EX MACHINA!!!!
Consider the entire cutscene with the Author errata. In fact, I'm going to cross it out in that post and hold onto it for use when I'm ACTUALLY GOING TO GET TO USE IT.
Okay twin, if you were just going to nope my entire freaking cutscene that was supposed to be the Author actually doing something useful then why the freaking heck did you tell me to use it.
Answer me that please.
I'm not mad about you nopeing the comb rave.
BUT YOU FREAKING COMPLETELY UNDERMINED THE GUY WHO'S SOLE PURPOSE IS TO ACT AS DEUS EX MACHINA!!!!
I JUST told no one to rage about this. Okay? Just stop and watch the cutscene. By the end of it, you'll know why I told you to use your Rave.
I try to figure out whether or not I am dead due to maybe only dying in minecraft but maybe also dying as the player too, then just give up and follow the Godmodder Soul as a ghost.
Well, I'd either like some interesting flavortext for my pointless attackpost/Spoil usage, or that post nullified. With some amount of preference for the second.
happen
Somehow, I ended up GM-ing this thing over at Bay12;
http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=149024.870
"Hey, Rich. Ever notice how people are opportunistic bastards? Most of them don't do anything to intentionally start a fight, but once one makes themselves vulnerable, everyone just uses them as a target and gang up on him like a pack of wolves. Most of the time it's not even possible to fight back.
Also, my comparison of humans to wolves is an insult to wolves. Wolves actually cooperate when they're in a team."
I use this cynical mini-speech to try to make the godmodder feel like he has an ally, which should help his soul rest.
(This is an attack, so don't go ganging up on me that I'm Pro-Godmodder or whatnot.)
An alternate timeline emerges.
However, we must first start from the beginning...
As the TARDIS lifts up into the air, suddenly it stops.
Oh, what the heck is it now!?!?
Hello Eric.
Wait, you're still around?
Of course.
Where have you been?! We've been trying to
I know.
I have been helping the best I could.
There are certain...
things
limiting my ability to interfere.
Despite my current possession of an operational update terminal.
In fact, because of it.
It is about time that I made use of some of those supposed perks to the job.
Twin suddenly realizes that his update terminal is being accessed remotely by somebody else.
Hacked in fact.
A quick check sends him a small window of the universe the hacking is coming from, or what it is viewing at least.
A world very distant, yet very close, for the entirety of the war.
The 13th impetus comb appears in the air.
I apologize for the rude interruption my friends, but this is not the end of your final trial.
A single attack will not suffice to pull you through to the end.
If good is to triumph, then this must involve a transformation, and with the OP Scale in place, none of you have the power to use this strength.
Much less extend its power to the entire party.
So in Eric's name, I shall claim this.
Eric finds himself floating out the doors of the TARDIS as the golden honey is collected by an unseen force and levitated into the air, where it begins to multiply again and again, soon filling up a sizeable portion of the sky before turning into golden light.
Eric shall spearhead this fight, but he cannot win this alone. The rest of you must claim your powers as well.
Twin, now that I have supplied the needed interference to allow you to wrap up this bonus boss, I shall depart.
The longer I overstay my welcome, the longer I fear that my inability to contribute the conflicts that follow will last.
Hank leans out the door of the TARDIS.
This is gonna be good.
Yeah... twin nope'd this and its sort of important to how I'm using The Author, see my mini-rant below. Pretend this didn't happen.Never mind...
DTG Co Labs
Nope, sorry guys, no Destroy the Godmodder relevant stuff here...
At least, not yet.
~ATH(Godmodder477) { } EXECUTE(EoA4);
I didn't want to will this into anything! But it just happened...
You create the Ultra Luv Luv Star Rainbow Stick Rod Sword. Then what?
Godmodder Soul wins! LEGITLY.
Godmodder Soul's HP value is constantly fluctuating to every applicable HP value every millisecond! Obviously it never goes to zero, but since Godmodder Soul's HP is constantly shifting, it can't be affected by anything at all!
Godmodder Soul raises his hand, and all of your Hakumen clones float up into the air! They can't control their limbs or their body at all, and when Godmodder Soul crushes his hand into the shape of their fist, the clones' appendages go flying everywhere, raining down on everyone... The Godmodder flashsteps behind you and smacks you on the back of your head, causing you to lose footing and fall. You feel your armor lock up... You can't move.
Godmodder Soul uses /toggledownfall, causing the Chairnado to dissipate, but not before glitching into several other natural disasters, such as a snowstorm, tsunami, earthquake, and volcano! You end up falling into the volcano and suffer severe burns, but when it disappears, you fall to the ground, slamming down hard onto bedrock! You try to yell something, but it comes out all gurgled... Wait, are you talking to me? I'm sorry, I can't understand what you're saying!
Wwwoooowww. What? Oh, nothing. You'll understand when you're older. ...
Godmodder Soul blasts through your guard with one stare! It simply withers away...
Godmodder Soul tears down all of your shields with glee, somehow reaching over them (even if they're completely spherical) and breaking them in half over his nonexistent knees! Godmodder Soul turns your evasive maneuvers down to -11 (the opposite of turning it up to 11 (no, normal negative rules that indicate an infinite amount of something do not apply here)) as well!
...Why did you have to say that.
Godmodder Soul looks at all of the arrows coming at him! His hand turns into an axe, which he uses to chop his own head off! All of the arrows careen over his stump of a neck, and the decapitated Godmodder Soul points at you, his head laughing! It then flies back onto his body, but it's facing the wrong way... Godmodder Soul corrects this by twisting his neck back, creating sickening noises for all of you to hear!
Godmodder Soul had fifty thousand combat-grade earmuffs on, and didn't hear a thing you said! It looks like he just refuses to change... You attempt to pull out the necessary Sacred Items, but Godmodder Soul eats ALL of them! He rubs his nonexistent tummy, satisfied by nonexistence.
What? I couldn't hear you! It looks like there are OH GOD A THOUSAND TENTACLES OBSCURING YOUR MOUTH Huh. For once, Greenie isn't kidding you guys. WHAT I DON'T DO THAT Alright, it's more of a hyperbole. ...Fair enough.
Oh hey Golden Freddy aaand the same thing's happening to you. I think we should just ignore everything that everyone tells us from now on because it looks like the Godmodder doesn't want us to hear what they're saying. Oh my god you're an idiot... What? Clearly he was telling you to use your MMPHHHHHHH AGGGH NO KILL IT WITH FIRE NO NOT MY FACE
... ...
Eheh... Uh. Sorry about the burns. Yeah. Sure.
You use the Nether Spire, but the Godmodder uses lightning rods to draw all of the lightning away from the players and into himself! The lightning surges across his body, and he redirects it at all of you, creating a massive blue fireball that causes all of you to scatter!
Godmodder Soul laughs at your epic attack full of flavor text just ended up hitting a decoy since your ship's targeting systems have gone haywire because of all the lightning you threw in the air!
Godmodder Soul half-heartedly deflects all of your weapons with a single swipe of his hand. He yawns. The Godmodder had /keepinventory set to true for himself, so he didn't drop anything when he died!
Godmodder Soul flashsteps towards you as you're about to swing the HHHH at him. He grabs the blade and twists it into the shape of a pretzel! The ghost of the HHH descends upon you, angry that you defiled his only weapon, and smites you with spectral lightning!
Godmodder Soul apparently decides to dignify your comment with a response - and a sneer.
GODMODDER SOUL: To be honest, I'm just doing the same thing all of you are.
GODMODDER SOUL: Waiting.
+3 HP to generic, Tazz, piono, and gutza!
Godmodder Soul really enjoyed the story, and feels well-rested after right-clicking a bed and staying in it for a few seconds.
Why did I quote this.
Godmodder Soul flies and darts in between all of the energy swords! When he sees Skeletron, the Goblin Horde, the Martian Invasion, and the Pirates, he quickly hires the Moon Lord (who's still around in some form after crystal's attack) to help him take care of them all! The two proceed to absolutely demolish everything! Godmodder Soul eats the ammunition of the candy corn rifle!
Godmodder Soul's flesh engulfs the long stick, pulling it towards him. When it has been completely consumed, you see no sign that the stick ever existed.
GODMODDER SOUL: Delicious.
Godmodder Soul stops moving for a second, and then clutches his head in agony, his structure and form warping beyond recognition! You hear several screams superimpose on top of each other, some of them digitized and some real! After several seconds, Godmodder Soul breathes heavily and calms down... Whoa. Whatever you just did, it had a pretty big effect!
Contrary to popular belief, Godmodder Soul has no soul! Only a twisted mockery of one... He then dodges all of your lightning bolt bullets and smacks the machine gun out of your hands, disassembling it by looking at it oddly!
It's automatic, for future reference.
Oblivion's Topper fires a surge of mental power at Godmodder Soul, which causes him to reel backwards, his head violently contorting and even louder screams emanating from his mouth! They combine to form an ear-grating mess of dissonance... After a solid minute, Godmodder Soul's skin stops bubbling, and he regains form. But he looks very tired... He speaks, practically spitting out his words.
GODMODDER SOUL: Cut. It. OUT.
The beam chips off a portion of Godmodder Soul's broken and unused spine, doing nothing! Godmodder Soul then walks up to Waddle Dee and guts him with his own spear, roasting him over a fire!
Godmodder Soul dodges your blow with the Glitch Wrench and increases gravity a lot, causing the Glitch Wrench to fall towards bedrock and strike it! The bedrock warps around and obtains a bouncy quality, causing you to bounce extremely high, higher and higher each time! Then, the bedrock abruptly glitches out and becomes full of spikes, causing you to be skewered on them!
Godmodder Soul gets a lasso and wrangles the TARDIS, slamming it down onto the ground!
No, you get that thing over there. Godmodder Soul points to a twisted mutation of a thing brought about by a programmer's very bad day. It looks like a cross between a pig and a hippo, and it is absolutely disgusting. It's Godmodder Soul's pet!
GODMODDER SOUL: Okay.
GODMODDER SOUL: If I kill you all here, that would prove that I was BETTER than the best!
GODMODDER SOUL: You all beat me once, and if I beat you, then I'm going to be at a higher standard! A BETTER standard!
GODMODDER SOUL: That's really all I'm trying to do here! Be better than before!
GODMODDER SOUL: Everyone who said I wouldn't amount to anything, everyone who got in my way... I'll show I'm greater than them all!
GODMODDER SOUL: I'll SHOW THEM! I WILL! YOU DON'T THINK I WILL, HUH? I CAN SEE IT IN YOUR EYESSSS...
GODMODDER SOUL: Hehehehahaha... Ha... Hm.
GODMODDER SOUL: Oh, what did you say? That's right, I remember. You said that the only indication I ever existed would be a hole in bedrock.
GODMODDER SOUL: You all hear this guy, right? What a RIOT, let me tell you!
GODMODDER SOUL: Tazz, Tazz, Tazz. Think of it this way! I kill you all here, all at once. I beat you all, I prove myself to be better than you! And then when that's done, I wait.
GODMODDER SOUL: And I wait for something right up THERE. See that? Where I'm pointing.
GODMODDER SOUL: Yeah you do. Yeah. It's up there. In the sky. I'm waiting for that.
GODMODDER SOUL: No no no I'm not waiting for the sky, something IN the sky!
GODMODDER SOUL: None of you can see it yet. But I know it's coming. Oh, I know.
GODMODDER SOUL: And when all of your corpses are lying by my side and I look up and see it, I'll let it take me away.
GODMODDER SOUL: Take me away to a new land, a land to be mine, a land for me to CONQUER!
GODMODDER SOUL: And from there I'll go and take over everything else, so that everyone and everything falls beneath me and I can prove ONCE AND FOR ALL WITHOUT A SHADOW OF A DOUBT THAT I AM THE UNDISPUTED KING OF ALL OF EXISTENCE!
GODMODDER SOUL: I'M NOT JUST TRYING TO PROVE IT TO YOU! I'M TRYING TO PROVE IT TO EVERYONE!
GODMODDER SOUL: THEY ALREADY KNOW MY POWER! AND I'M GOING TO IMPOSE IT ON THEM SO MUCH THAT THEY WILL HAVE NO CHOICE! THEY'VE ALREADY MADE UNSTOPPABLE SERPENTS TO KILL ME! NOW THEY'LL TREAT ME AS THEIR KING! THEIR RULER! THEIR GOD!
GODMODDER SOUL: Heh... Imagine that. Being a god. I know a god. Knew. Knew a god. You all know him too. He's got the black hat, the black suit... The whole black thing going on.
GODMODDER SOUL: He even talks to this black obelisk thing. Can you imagine that? Staring at a computer screen, talking to yourself, heheh... Just talking to yourself all the time, hours on end.. hahaHA... It's hilarious, come on! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
GODMODDER SOUL: help me
GODMODDER SOUL: I'm not gonna surrender. Surrender isn't a word in my vocabulary. I'm like, surrender? What's that? I don't know what that means. So I don't go by it.
GODMODDER SOUL: Surrender is for the weak. The only way you get by in this world is by WINNING. You win so much that winning is second nature to you, and then you win so much that it IS nature. No time for second place here, pal. You go straight up to the top and you STAY there.
GODMODDER SOUL: So that's what I'm doing! Staying at the top.
GODMODDER SOUL: And if you have a problem with that, then you can... then you can... Oh come on, I had a great insult a few seconds ago, what was it?
GODMODDER SOUL: You know what, nope, screw it, moment's gone.
GODMODDER SOUL: Anyway yeah, staying at the top.
...This guy's insane. +10,000 HP to me!
It's not.
Godmodder Soul counters this by saying that he's obviously not an ape or any variation thereof!
BELOW THE DEEPEST DEMONS HARK/DEATH ABSOLVED BY THE MARK
ENLIGHTENED BY ALL PHYSICAL FORMS/A HEAD TORN THROUGH BY MANY WORMS
SOUL HEART AND MIND MAKES THREE/WHEN TWO ARE GONE ALL SHALL BE
IMMORTALITY/LOOKS BENIGN BUT IS A CURSE/HARM DRIFTS TO THE MIND
Godmodder Soul teleported into the FTL while you were casting the shields, and breaks apart its magical defenses from the inside out! He also sets up an array of magical nullifiers that block your defensive spells!
They destroyed an Obsidian Cage, not a Bedrock Cage.
Godmodder Soul has a nice chat with the Priests and converts them all to atheism, rendering their religious powers null!
The Twitchy Staff causes Godmodder Soul's body to melt because of all the voices that are in his head and just won't SHUT UP I can't tell if that was supposed to be a backhanded reference to how I annoyed you back in the day or if you're vocalizing Richard's thoughts. You decide. Godmodder Soul falls to the ground, turning completely into liquid! You all look at him. TT pokes him with a stick again, and Godmodder Soul reforms out of the primordial ooze, laughing hysterically! To slap physics in the face even more, he sublimates and then de-sublimates instantly!
The Auditory Piston causes Zombie Pigmen to appear! The only way they know how to attack things is by running into them and using their golden swords, both of which are completely ineffective!
Godmodder Soul reminiscences about the good times of the war, but quickly mutilates the tape and replaces it with hour-long loops of annoying Pumped Up Kicks remixes.
It looks like Godmodder Soul won't consider peace...
GODMODDER SOUL: Join you? HahaHA. NO. No way. The only times we joined together was when the spotlight was unjustly stolen from me and we had to fight against a common enemy, and in most cases, an Unfathomable Enemyâ„¢.
GODMODDER SOUL: I will NOT be a sheeple. I will not graze mindlessly in the grass while alien invaders from the depths of the deserts take away my brethren via tractor beam.
GODMODDER SOUL: Wait no, cows get abducted by aliens, not sheep.
GODMODDER SOUL: ...
GODMODDER SOUL: Completely disregard everything I just said. Except the not joining you part. That's important.
Godmodder Soul decides to not bring harm to the pet penguin, and pats it on the head, forever petrifying it. Now it can never feel pain, but will be forced to endlessly ponder its existence and the meaning of life and death, ultimately turning to a permanent path of nilihism that will result in it yearning to be free of its earthen bonds that it can never shake off. Jeez, look at the Knight of Cerberus over here...
It seems like just mentally assaulting him at all would do the trick!
The Godmodder pops the bubble shield and reduces the warcruiser into slag!
Talist, I honestly feel like you're grasping at straws to try and find things to complain at. Dark purple and red were used prominently last turn because they symbolize corruption and oblivion, the two halves of Godmodder Soul's form. And black was used because there is no day or night on the server anymore. It fits the mood and makes sense thematically.
I don't mind if you find any of this scary. I didn't intend for it to scare everyone. I wanted to get reactions out of people in any form, and if you didn't, that's alright. I know gore isn't your thing. But you have to keep in mind that the Godmodder just DIED. He's also currently taken over by corruption and oblivion as I said previously. That does messed up things to your body. I didn't do it to be "HURR DURR GOREMODDER". After death, bodies decompose.
You did NOT waste everything, so stop thinking you did. You are very talented, alright? You put a lot of thought into your attacks, a lot of hard work, and it SHOWS. You were the ONLY person to have THREE attacks that had a shot at destroying the Godmodder! The only one! When I went through the posts last turn, I pulled out six posts that I thought could destroy the Godmodder and, through a grueling elimination process (easily the hardest decision I've had to make in this game) I whittled it down to you. YOU and TAZZ. It was THAT close. It was neck-and-neck the whole way through.
In my opinion, it doesn't look like you find this game very enjoyable. If you want to take a break or something, until it all cools down, I won't stop you. You've said that you only play for entities and RP, and since this is the very end and neither of those especially apply, I guess you won't find much to enjoy. So if you feel like leaving until the next game, or at the very least, lurking around here, then feel free to do so.
That was really insensitive...
When you fire Indigo Flames at Godmodder Soul, his entire body convulses and he shrieks so loudly that the computer screens in your ship crack! He shudders intensely, magenta auras encasing his body, trying to fight off the increasing indigo inferno... Eventually he succeeds, but his power appears drained... The second collection of fire gives the Godmodder a tingly feeling called warmth! He savors it.
Godmodder Soul shouts back, except his obscenities make no sense and consist of non-sequiturs!
Nothing happens!
Godmodder Soul has no Soul!
Go ahead, save it.
Apparently not... The world doesn't stop for anyone. Time just keeps on ticking, even knowing that one day, it will stop. But when time stops, everything else does. Forever suspended in annnnnd I'm rambling in a faux-philosophical manner. Ignore this.
Godmodder Soul feels nothing. He just floats. And waits. And watches.
You power up, at last... Finally, you're ready to use the Final Comb Rave! Oh my god this is going to be so awesome!
...And the Godmodder whacks the thirteenth and final Impetus Comb away. It sails through the sky, diminishing to a speck amongst the horizon. The Godmodder slowly turns his head to all of you, an obviously sarcastic grin crossing his face.
GODMODDER SOUL: "WHOOPS."
((no this doesn't count as an actual use, it will be used later, no one rage about this kthnx))
All of you look up with fear at Godmodder Soul, who is cackling maniacally! Although you all have figured out that he appears to be very susceptible to mental attacks, exploiting this weakness will prove to be difficult... But if anyone can, it's you guys! And us. Yes, and us. But then, Godmodder Soul begins squealing with glee, pointing up at the sky! His eye goes wide, and his entire body assumes an elated expression!
GODMODDER SOUL: HAHA YES! OH MY GOD YES IT'S HERE!
GODMODDER SOUL: THE LIGHT, THE SPECK, THE DOT, THE THING I WAS TELLING YOU ABOUT!
GODMODDER SOUL: IT'S HERE, IT'S COMING, AT LAST, IT'S ARRIVING!
GODMODDER SOUL: OH YES YES YES YES YESY HAHAHAHAHHAHEHSAHHSHA.
All of you facepalm outwardly and inwardly, shaking your heads. There's nothing there.
GODMODDER SOUL: THE SEEDS FOR THIS HAVE BEEN SET IN MOTION A YEAR AGO!
GODMODDER SOUL: THAT'S THREE HUNDRED AND SIXTY FIVE DAYS AGO! BUT NOT QUITE ACTUALLY.
GODMODDER SOUL: Well by that I mean it hasn't been a full year yet. Heheheheh.
GODMODDER SOUL: God DAMN I am cool! Shouting is for WINNERS! AND WINNERS ONLY!
GODMODDER SOUL: WE SHOULD ALL SET UP A CAMPFIRE AND REJOICE OVER THIS GLORIOUS DAY!
Yo. Richard. I hate to break it to you, but there's... There's nothing there.
GODMODDER SOUL: Oh YES THERE IS. NONE OF YOU CAN SEE IT YET. BUT I KNOW IT'S THERE.
GODMODDER SOUL: IT CALLS TO ME. LIKE A GREAT SHIIINING BEACON! OH, SO SHINY!
GODMODDER SOUL: I COULDN'T MISTAKE THAT LIGHT FOR ANYTHING ELSE IN THE WORLD!
GODMODDER SOUL: I'VE BEEN ACCUSTOMED TO IT EVER SINCE I GENERATED THIS WORLD! HAHAHA!
GODMODDER SOUL: IT'S BEEN GONE FOR SO LONG...
Godmodder Soul stops, and returns to normal.
GODMODDER SOUL: And now it's back.
All of you jump, in the game and out. One of the loudest noises you've ever heard in your life rang out, but none of you see anything around that could have made it. Several seconds pass, and all of you relax again. Whatever it was, it's not here, so it's best not to
There it is again, even louder this time... The entire world appears to be shaking at your feet, pebbles and detritus lifting in the air before cascading back down like earthen rain. Okay no seriously that one was really loud, I don't want to get tinnitus from this or anything. Godmodder Soul is staring at the sky, a look of pure bliss on his
OW OKAY SERIOUSLY. Seriously. Stop. Whatever is doing that, WHOever is doing that, just stop. Split is it you are you trying to play some joke okay no it's not you, you're closing your ears too. In fact I doubt you even heard me. Ugh... That one was even louder... I'm starting to hear something... Some kind of ringing... Oh god are my ears damaged I hope they aren't. Wait no. That's not ringing. It's... humming. It's
AAAAAAAAAGH. NO GOD STOP PLEASE. Everyone, all of you, you're all on the floor now, knocked to the ground by the sheer power of this cascading noise raining down from the heavens. It's as if reality itself is spasming, shifting, making way for something. Making way for... a new world order. When all of you stand up again, some of you point at the skies. You see something. Godmodder Soul is laughing now, a low guttural laugh... But seriously, what's everyone pointing at. Build. What NOW. Look up. Just. Look. What's so-
Oh. Oh no. Oh god.
What is the First Block doing here?
The Itinerary:
> All: ???
I. FINAL WAVE .III. DEMONHEAD .IIIII. INFESTATION .IIIIV. ASCENT .IVV. EXODUS .VVI. ECLIPSE .VILayer Eight:
insert_generic_username: [AG] HP: 28/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 50%.
pionoplayer: [AG] HP: 28/25. Has Super Armor.
CobaltShade: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 100%.
The_Nonexistent_Tazz: [AG] HP: 28/25. Has Alpha Armor. Runic Shielding: 50%.
gutza1: [AG] HP: 28/25. Has Super Armor.
Netpatham: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
Irecreeper: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
TT2000: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
Amperz4nd: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 100%.
Crusher48: [AG] HP: 0/25. Has Super Armor.DEAD.Talist: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
crystalcat: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 100%.
Nimbleguy: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
PitTheAngel: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
TehEpicNinja9001: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
TSFHISEPIC: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
FINALBATTLESTARTSNOW: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
ninjatwist321: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
mythicZoologist: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
NinjaV2403: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
omglolsguy22: [AG] HP: 22/25. Has Super Armor. Takes 3 damage every turn.
ProofofconcepT: [PG] HP: 20/20.
The_Serpent: [PG] HP: 20/20.
ManiacMasteR: [N] HP: 25/25.
K4yne: [N] HP: 25/25.
Fseftr: [N] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
engie_ninja: [N] HP:25/25.
The_Idea_Modpack_Mod_Man: [N] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
5l1n65h07: [N] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
Split: [N] HP: 250,000/250,000. Weapon Mode: Perfect Split. Seeing Red: I
Build: [AG] HP: 200,000/200,000.
Godmodder Soul: [GM?] HP:
The Forge
The Spoils:
Broken Halo: III READY (K4yne)
Contaminated Gear: IIII READY (ninjatwist321)
Rapidfire Bow: III READY (PitTheAngel)
HHH's Headtaker: III READY (ManiacMasteR)
Hivemind CPU: III READY (5l1n65h07)
Potion Supply: III READY (Talist)
Ender Orb: IIIII READY (Netpatham)
Slime-Inator: III READY(TehEpicNinja9001)
Molten Processor: IIII READY (PitTheAngel)
Infinity Blade: II READY [5K] (The_Nonexistent_Tazz)
Prism: III READY (TehEpicNinja9001)
Lil' Cal: IIIII READY (insert_generic_username)
Shockwave Laser-Cannon: IIII READY (Fseftr)
Sacred Pool Balls: IIII READY (insert_generic_username)
Deudly Magnum: I READY (TwinBuilder)
Emerald Nova: IIII READY (pionoplayer)
Waluigi Thyme: ...IS OVER. (Irecreeper)
Withered Plate: IIII READY (TT2000)
Auditory Piston: III READY (The_Idea_Modpack_Mod_Man)
Inferno Servo: III READY (Netpatham)
Magma Multiplier: IIII READY (Fseftr)
Silver Eye: III READY (crystalcat)
Table Leg: III READY (Irecreeper)
Spare Tentacle: III READY (TheLordErelye)
Providence's Topper: III READY (TheLordErelye)
Red Scale: III READY (engie_ninja)
Twitchy Staff: III READY (Irecreeper)
Chaos Heart: IIIII READY (K4yne)
Faceless Eight: II READY (insert_generic_username)
Necro Smasher: III READY (engie_ninja)
Black Matter Gun: IIII READY (crystalcat)
Kitsune Charm: II READY (Talist)
Glitch Wrench: IIII READY (gutza1)
Hard-Light Gun: III READY (ProofofconcepT)
Oblivion's Topper: III READY (The_Nonexistent_Tazz)
Pale Valve: IIII READY (The_Serpent)
Giant Gear: IIII READY (CobaltShade)
Nether Spire: IIIII READY (pionoplayer)
Amethyst Spike: IIIII READY (5l1n65h07)
Brass Knuckles: IIIIII READY (Irecreeper)
Sacred Items:
30 Hog Slop
30 Elf Tears
30 Pie Filling
30 Weasel Snot
Look, he is coming with the clouds, and every eye will see him, even those who pierced him; and all the peoples of the earth will mourn because of him. So it shall be! Amen. "I am the Alpha and the Omega", says the Lord God, "who is, and who was, and who is to come, the Almighty." -Revelation 1:7-8
Many days earlier, an unspeakable horror lurked at the fringes of the Void. It had resided at the edge of reality for as long as anyone could remember, but now it was moving, shifting. No longer was it confined to the edge. It was moving with purpose, with intent so malicious that when all heard it they would tremble and do nothing to stop it. It had been beckoned back to the Trifecta by a spire attached to a block floating aside a wall in front of a puppeteer fighting an armada of descendants.
It traveled through the Void, clearing universes in only a few seconds. It passed by many places with great power, many places where it could descend and begin ravaging through hard work engineered over the course of eons. But it did not. There was only one thing that this monster wanted, and it was Minecraftia. It moved around, over, and under, striking fear into every extra-dimensional organism that saw it as they made their way through the Void, their lopsided home.
This thing could have popped universes like wayward bubbles, back in the day... Back when things were simpler, and conflict was so plentiful that it was omnipresent. But things have changed. The Narrative is the presiding force now. This monster, what it once was, it is no longer. But soon, it will re-unite with its counterparts. Not soon enough, in its eyes. But all too soon in the eyes of everyone else.
At long last, the terror arrived at its destination. Millennia of waiting, of wondering, of planning, had finally paid off. It was all too easy to turn the puppeteer into a puppet, and to turn his superiors and inferiors into similar puppets. That's all anyone was to this thing, puppets. His "co-workers", "friends", "teammates", were all just effigies in his vast supply. Every time they were defeated, they said their plans - its plan - would be furthered. The descendants scoffed. It seemed like these villains were just delaying the inevitable, trying to spin their negative ends into something positive. But they weren't.
Everything they had planned had all lead up to this moment, the moment when this thing would enter Minecraftia and claim it for its own. Everything had lead up to the moment when the Employer would return.
The Employer had made it to the Fourth Wall of Minecraftia. Just beyond was the universe itself, or at least, its flaming remains. Brine and the Godmodder had really done a number on it, hmm? It didn't even resemble a universe anymore, just a cobbled-together mess of dying stars. At least they were kind enough to leave some for the Employer. Hovering next to the Fourth Wall, just as before, was the First Block. Yet both were in a state of disrepair.
The Fourth Wall had been damaged, cracks running along its surface. It looked like something had slammed into it. And the First Block lacked the disc that had been at its top. Just as planned, thankfully. The Employer arched and leaped around the First Block and the Fourth Wall, surveying the carnage. After a minute or two, it streamed above and into the First Block itself.
The First Block's geometric scratch was still echoing with golden energy, and the now-removed Disc of Mojang at its top had carved a hole straight into the Block, revealing a great cesspool of creation deep inside. If another force that could rival creation in power were to enter the Block as well, it could potentially usurp creation's power and instate its own. All this ran through the Employer's head as it snaked into the First Block.
Little by little, inch by inch, the Employer coiled inside the First Block, its great power and aura battling against the creation that was commonplace to every First Block. Slowly, the golden aura of the First Block was rivaled by an ever-growing orchid sphere of influence. Wherever the Employer had gone in the Void, it had changed its dazzling colors into an unearthly purple tinge. Now, its orchid power was being solely focused onto the First Block itself.
The Employer wrapped itself around the First Block, winding itself into a helical position. Ever-growing multitudes of orchid energy encircled the First Block, its form shifting into nonexistence and echoing with images of other places at other times in other worlds... Electricity and energy synergized around the Block as, at long last, the Employer wrapped itself completely around the First Block, sealing itself inside of it. A resounding orchid shockwave boomed through the Void.
The Employer was now little more than orchid fire residing in the cavity of the First Block. Yet its fire held more power than anyone could ever dream of having. The actual scratched portions of the Block, the ones that had been separated, disintegrated in flashes of orchid light, the golden energy revealed through their presence washing away into the eternity of the Void, columns of golden fire forming from them and then disappearing entirely as the Employer became the only power inside of it.
Orchid and golden auras intensified around the Block, the orchid eclipsing the gold, as the Block's numerous gears and concentric circles began to spin around overtime. The Block flashed with great amounts of white light, staring the Fourth Wall straight in the face. The Fourth Wall had already suffered from various visual glitches thanks to the cracks embedded in its surface, and now its images were flickering massively, as if they were about to shut off at any moment.
And they did.
Right as the First Block smashed through the Fourth Wall entirely, breaking it in a single strike.
The First Block hurtled through hyperspace, screaming towards another Fourth Wall: the one belonging to Universe A. Cosmic superstring strata danced erratically around the First Block, being broken and reformed by its supersonic passage through reality. Ultimately, a portal was opened that lead straight to Alternian space, the First Block heading right through it. It had been deposited straight into Universe A.
Not a very far distance away was a familiar sight - Alternia's green moon. Or at least, half of it. After it had been bisected by the cherubic might of Lord English back at the climax of Act 2, its two halves had gone their separate ways - quite literally. One had stayed in the orbit of Alternia, and the other had wandered deep space alone. And now it was time to reunite the two brothers.
The Employer sped the Block towards the half of the Green Moon and telekinetically seized it, the Employer's influence spreading across the entire moon extremely fast and with no warning. The Employer rocketed the Moon backwards the length of several AUs (one AU is 93,000,000 miles!) and then shot it forwards at breakneck speeds, quickly materializing a portal that flashed as the Moon sped right through it. The First Block careened upwards and followed the Moon through its own portal as it quickly flashed into nonexistence.
The portal lead much closer to the actual planet of Alternia, at a safe distance to the carnage about to unfold. The trajectory of the portal had set the Moon on a crash course with Alternia itself. At these speeds, the Moon would barrel straight through the planet, destroying it entirely - and everyone on it. The latter part was key here, because there was one person on Alternia that the Employer particularly wanted dead. And for good reason.
Several minutes prior, Alternia was hustling and bustling. Or at least, a city of it was. The entire planet had lived long past its expiration date, having been scarred and marred by the apocalypse itself. Yet from the ashes of civilization came Midnight City, a mobster's utopia, built by the Midnight Crew, a card-themed gang. The Midnight Crew rested in their base - and The Felt rested in their own. The Felt was, after all, the rival gang to the Crew, and since they all excelled in time shenanigans, they were notoriously hard to put down. After all, there were infinite copies of them in infinite other timelines.
It was a slow day for both gangs, and The Felt wandered their mansion - Scratch's Mansion. It had been wrecked by the players who had wandered its halls a year ago, and since Scratch and English had died, no one was willing to refurbish the place. Yet they still lived there, through it all, all having memories of the Homestuck Invasion - most of them not very fond. Snowman, the eighth member of The Felt, smoked a cigarette, knowing that today was the day. The last day of her life.
She knew what she had signed up for when she joined The Felt. Her blood had been given a special power - when it had spilled and she had expired, the entire universe would be destroyed. Slowly, methodically, like a Scratch gone awry. And she had known that, one day, she would die. She knew not the specifics, just that it would be out of her hands and into the hands of someone - no, something - else. And as she contemplated this, The Felt saw something out of the windows of Scratch's Mansion.
There was a twinkling light in the sky that was steadily getting brighter, and with that in mind, closer. None of them knew that it was the other half of the Green Moon until it was dangerously close to them, and by then it was too late. The Moon hit Scratch's Mansion head-on, instantly obliterating the mansion and everyone inside. Snowman had been killed, reduced to ashes that too vaporized under the extreme heat and pressure of a colliding moon. Soon, everything else fell, the entire planet being ripped apart, molten lava splashing to the surface, cracks coursing across the planet, entire cities and landmasses chipping apart and being thrown across space.
And after the Moon breached Alternia's core, the planet - and its adjacent moons - were all engulfed in a massive fireball, the shockwaves of this resounded across the entire universe. The Employer watched all of this eagerly, satisfied with the destruction it had wrought, and turned to leave when it recognized green superstrings dance across the sky at the corners of its vision. It hopped back through a portal and left the universe entirely, racing the superstrings as they multiplied across the entire universe, sapping the life from it entirely.
When the First Block escaped, an entire half of Universe A had withered away completely, reduced to utter nothingness.
~ATH(U1) { } EXECUTE(jukebox.~ath);
Well, that was done. What next?
On the flipside of Universe A, a world-changing event had begun: the Kids had initiated their Scratch.
After they figured out how to attach the Quills of Echidna to the apparatus above the Beat Mesa they were standing on and activate the apparatus properly, shining golden energy had shot out of the Quills and etched a pattern into the Beat Mesa, which had begun spinning so the Quills could properly scratch the pattern they needed to for the procedure to work.
Once the Scratch had started, legions of monsters had started appearing, most of them much bigger and stronger anything the Kids had faced thus far. Yet they took them all on. With their god-like powers, mastery over wind, light, time, and space (not to mention their incredibly powerful weapons) the Kids defended the Beat Mesa, knowing that this was their final task - their final challenge.
It all came down to this.
The First Block now floated once again the Void, leaving a broken and dying universe behind. There were still two other universes to conquer and assimilate, and thankfully, the Employer knew exactly how to tackle both of them - and in which order, too. The Employer packed up shop and sped towards a new universe - Universe B, Earth. Yet there was something already heading towards Earth, and it was closer to it as well.
Just as the Employer charted a course for Universe B, the Twinmobile slipped past its boundaries and once again entered the place that its owner called home - or at the very least, the universe its owner called home. A universe is a pretty big place. The Duck that engie_ninja had provided it was doing very good making sure that the Twinmobile stayed on-course. After this it should get a promotion, you know. It's very good at captaining a ship.
Supercharged by the power of its full battery, the Twinmobile screamed across the universe faster than ever before, at much faster rates than when it was heading to Universe C from here. But that worked in its favor, of course. It was imperative that the Twinmobile reach Earth as quickly as possible. It had an important job to do.
Yet so did the Employer, and after the Block started moving towards Earth, it didn't stop or slow down. Ultimately, trails of golden and orchid energy streaking behind it, the Block surpassed the Twinmobile in speed and in distance, and screamed past it. The Duck decided to pick up the pace even further, not wanting to lose any time...
After an indeterminate amount of time, the First Block had weaved a path straight through the Milky Way Galaxy, into the Solar System, and over Earth itself. It came to a stop hovering over Washington D.C., stopping in the sky. No human on Earth was aware of its existence - because Project Binary had masked it. Deep inside the Conclave, Project Binary knew that the time had finally come. It was time to leave once and for all. Making sure that all of its systems were operational, its power core optimal, and its Moonbase Clone secure, Project Binary closed its eye...
...and shut down entirely.
Steam and electricity spewed from Project Binary's form, which slumped down towards the ground. Its power core hummed away, yet tendrils of orchid energy were released from Project Binary's form and spread upward. Up through the ceiling, up through the long walk down to the lower chamber of the Conclave, up through the hundred or so floors of the Conclave, and, at last, up and away, free from any human-constructed bounds and free to roam the atmosphere.
No one knew of Project Binary's de-establishment. Project Binary's word was law, Project Binary was and is and is to come. Project Binary had exercised control on the human race so much that they had forgotten everything else, and even if Project Binary's mind control was suddenly shut off, it was unknown if the human race would recover, or even be the same. Yet no one thought of this right now. All they thought of was worshiping Project Binary and his glorious regime.
He had promised a new world order. And now it was time to deliver on that promise.
Project Binary arched through the sky, freeing itself of Earth's gravitational pull, and encircling the First Block that hovered above Earth, standing sentry to humanity, whether they were earthbound or moonbound. Project Binary spun around the First Block, encircling it like a glowing orchid halo, and was sucked up inside of the First Block itself, adding to its massive orchid aura. The fire inside of the First Block burned brighter and grew bigger.
The Employer and Project Binary, content and excited for what was to come, started up the First Block and pressed on.
Two down. One to go.
There was only one destination left - Universe C. It was time for the First Block to return to its point of origin. The First Block sped out of Universe B, once again screaming past the Twinmobile, which had made it much closer to Earth in the meantime. Exceeding lightspeed, the First Block blinked out of existence and warped through the Void, careening across reality, making its way back through the Fourth Wall of Minecraftia, once again entering hyperspace.
The First Block was ejected extremely close to the ruins of Minecraftia, a once-powerful universe desecrated and destroyed by war. It was here that the final piece of the puzzle would be put in place. The First Block scoured the edges of Minecraftia, looking for a sign. A sign that it had detected months ago, coming from just around here... There it was. Another one. A beam of raw code. This one was leagues more powerful, now that Project Binary was right at the source.
After a minute or so of searching, they found it. The First Block's light shone on a great and powerful monster, a serpent forged entirely from binary coding, a monster that had been summoned into Minecraftia and quickly vanished without a trace - all for the express purpose of returning later. At long last, Binary had been found. The original one.
Project Binary didn't know the existence of the Employer or Binary Prime until very recently. But now that he knows them, he feels like his entire life has been complete, like he now knows everything in existence. Of course, it was all so simple. Everything was.
Binary Prime laughed a screeching digitized laugh and deposited himself inside of the First Block much like how Project Binary did. The fire inside of the Block roared, soared, and crackled, and then died down. Yet it was still burning even hotter and brighter and bigger than before. At long last, the cycle was complete. The First Block hovered in the air, and then fell towards Universe C.
Four giant booms sounded as the First Block broke the sound barrier four times over.
And hey, isn't this where we came in?
Well okay now we know how the First Block got here. Thanks, Narrator!Me. I guess.
The First Block continues to descend onto the server. All of you, every Descendant, are gathered on one spot, a narrow cliff of bedrock overlooking the Void. The skies radiate with alternating hues of purple. Magenta is still congregating at the horizon, all across the ground, beneath the cracks in the surface... Yet orchid is raining down from the skies, even with the power of the First Block's golden colors radiating everywhere.
The First Block's form remains as bronze as ever. Concentric circles arc around its surface, and its multitude of gears turn and tick away below the main structure. Yet the orchid flame of its inhabitants remains burning, providing an orchid backdrop to the golden aura of the First Block. The column of light the First Block is descending from gradually fades away like an afterimage, giving way to orchid.
Finally, after several minutes of tense silence, the First Block draws close enough to the ground that its golden light begins to cause everything on the battlefield to glow. The Block's light shines so intensely that it drowns out all else, the magenta patterns of Godmodder Soul and the orchid patterns of the First Block's inhabitants. Low rumbling fills the air, and the constant humming pattern of the First Block's energy provides the only real noise in the universe.
And then, when the First Block is lowered all the way to the ground so everyone can see it, its golden aura flashes intensely, and then disperses. All of you see its true form, its gears spinning away, its tuning forks vibrating, its concentric circles spinning. The entire Block is one well-oiled machine - yet one with devious owners. The golden light that was previously omnipresent fades away entirely. The skies are filled with orchid, and only orchid. All of you light up with purple hues, and you feel a sudden and inexplicable urge to kneel down to the First Block. Yet none of you do.
None of you do except Godmodder Soul, who looks legitimately angry that none of you are kneeling with him and forces all of you down onto the ground, into a kneeling position. After you all lie on the ground for several seconds, uncomfortable with what you're doing, Godmodder Soul seems satisfied and releases you all.
The skies abruptly scratch with orchid, tearing apart. Superstrings of orchid energy dance around in the sky, causing the entire earth to tremble and all of you to scatter everywhere once more! Tendrils of purple light reach up from the depths of the Void to the reaches of the sky, swirling and intertwining around the First Block. The great fire burning inside of the First Block escapes, dancing around the tendrils of light and causing the tendrils to form...
Oh no. OH NO. NONONONONONONONONOGHLLKGLGDJ
PROJECT BINARY: F1NALLY. AREN'T Y0U ALL GLAD THAT'S 0VER? 1 KN0W 1 AM, F0R 0NE.
THE EMPLOYER: 0H YES, DEF1N1TELY.
BINARY PRIME: 01000001 01000010 01010011 00110000 01001100 01010101 01010100 01000101 01001100 01011001 00100001
THE EMPLOYER: 1 SH0ULD AP0L0G1ZE F0R THAT, BASED 0N C0NVENT10NAL L0G1C AND/0R MANNERS. BUT 1 W0N'T.
THE EMPLOYER: S1MPLY BECAUSE 1'M N0T VERY S0RRY F0R 1T.
PROJECT BINARY: G00D. NE1THER AM 1. AND WE SH0ULDN'T BE. TH1S TH1NG 1S A M0CKERY, AFTER ALL. A D1SGRACE T0 ALL F1RST GUARD1ANS. SYMB10S1S? REALLY? THAT D0ESN'T EVEN MAKE SENSE.
BINARY PRIME: 00110001 01010100 00100000 01010111 00110000 01010010 01001011 01000101 01000100 00100000 01000110 00110000 01010010 00100000 01010101 01010011 00101110
PROJECT BINARY: WELL, YES. BUT Y0U TW0 WERE PART 0F A MUCH B1GGER WH0LE. MUTUAL1SM AND WHAT-N0T REALLY W0RKED 1N Y0UR CASE. EVERY0NE HAD T0 DEPEND 0N EACH 0THER, AND 1T, 1N 0RDER T0 SPREAD C0NFL1CT.
THE EMPLOYER: WHAT A GREAT T1ME THAT WAS, B1NARY PR1ME! Y0U KN0W. BACK THEN. WHEN 1T WAS THE C0NFL1CT THAT RE1GNED SUPREME AND N0T TH1S NARRAT1VE. EV1L ALWAYS W0N. THAT'S H0W 1 L1KED 1T.
BINARY PRIME: 01010111 01000101 00101110
THE EMPLOYER: YES. H0W "WE" L1KED 1T, Y0U'RE R1GHT. 1 SH0ULD HAVE SA1D THAT.
THE EMPLOYER: ANYWAY, 1 TH1NK 1T'S T1ME F0R A PR0PER 1NTR0DUCT10N, R1GHT?
THE EMPLOYER: 1 MEAN, THESE DESCENDANTS M0ST L1KELY W0N'T HAVE ANY CLUE WHAT PR1ME'S SAY1NG W1TH0UT THE HELP 0F AN EXTERNAL T00L.
BINARY PRIME: 01010011 01000001 01000100 00100000 01000010 01010101 01010100 00100000 01010100 01010010 01010101 01000101 00101110
PROJECT BINARY: S0 WH0 SH0ULD 1NTR0DUCE US? ME? Y0U? B1-
THE EMPLOYER: 1T SH0ULD BE Y0U. Y0U'VE D1RECTLY 1NTERACTED W1TH THEM THE M0ST, AFTER ALL.
PROJECT BINARY: EXCELLENT. 1 WAS H0P1NG Y0U W0ULD SAY THAT.
PROJECT BINARY: BUT WHY D0N'T WE ACTUALLY FULLY F0RM F1RST?
BINARY PRIME: 01010111 01000101 00100000 01010111 00110000 01010101 01001100 01000100 00100000 01001000 01000001 01010110 01000101 00100000 01000100 00110000 01001110 01000101 00100000 01010100 01001000 01000001 01010100 00100000 01000001 01001110 01011001 01010111 01000001 01011001 01010011 00101110
THE EMPLOYER: TRUE, TRUE.
PROJECT BINARY: 0H, 1 M1GHT AS WELL RELEASE TH1S CANCER. HE'LL NEED T0 NARRATE TH1S B1T.
KlzkzzAGH. Cough. Hack. Wheeze.
PROJECT BINARY: ARE Y0U SER10USLY SAY1NG C0UGH, HACK, AND WHEEZE AS Y0U PR0CEED T0 ACTUALLY D0 TH0SE TH1NGS? W0W. Y0U REALLY ARE 1NSUFFERABLE.
At least... at least I'm not a cancer... He is! Whoa. Way to be accusatory.
PROJECT BINARY: 0H, SHUT UP. Y0U B0TH ARE. LET'S LEAVE 1T AT THAT. N0W, NARRATE TH1S. 0R 1 W1LL GRAB Y0U AGA1N. AND 1 W1LL KILL Y0U NEXT T1ME.
Ghk... Fine. Fine, I'll do it. So, what's going on right now... Oh, right. Right. The tendrils formed... They formed the shapes of three winding serpents, still not fully formed, but encircling the First Block nonetheless. And once those cruel words were said against Build, full of violent threats against his well-being, the serpents materialized in earnest, three great flashes of light shining from the First Block.
When the light cleared and everything has settled, the First Block is nowhere to be found. At least, nowhere to be found until a giant bronze piece of metal embeds itself in bedrock with orchid flames on top, narrowly missing Godmodder Soul's head. And then all of you look up and see the three serpents, all hovering alongside each other. The one on the left is comprised entirely of code and static, the one on the center is all too familiar to you, and the one on the right resembles more of a demon than an actual serpent - yet not any demon you know.
They are Binary Prime, Project Binary, and the Employer.
At long last, they have assembled.
PROJECT BINARY: GENTLEMEN. WELC0ME T0 THE VERY END.
THE EMPLOYER: WELL, N0W THAT WE'RE ALL HERE WE CAN F1NALLY GET THE BALL R0LL1NG 0N ALL 0F TH1S!
THE EMPLOYER: BY ALL 0F TH1S 1 0BV10USLY MEAN THE DESTRUCT10N 0F ALL 0F EX1STENCE. START1NG W1TH Y0UR L1TTLE UN1VERSE R1GHT HERE.
THE EMPLOYER: 1 CAN PRACT1CALLY HEAR Y0U TH1NK1NG AB0UT H0W DUMB 1T 1S THAT THERE'S AN0THER BE1NG AR0UND MAK1NG THREATS 0N A UN1VERSAL SCALE.
THE EMPLOYER: BUT HEY. 1'VE K1LLED UN1VERSES BEF0RE. WE D1D. B1NARY PR1ME AND 1. AND WE'LL D0 1T AGA1N.
PROJECT BINARY: YES, YES. THANK Y0U F0R THAT.
PROJECT BINARY: N0W, L1STEN T0 US VERY CAREFULLY, DESCENDANTS.
PROJECT BINARY: THE WAY WE ARE G01NG T0 K1LL Y0U ALL 1S THR0UGH A NEW METH0D 0F T0RTURE.
PROJECT BINARY: 1 L1KE T0 CALL 1T "EXP0S1T10N". 1T W1LL 1NV0LVE US TALK1NG AB0UT 0UR PASTS.
PROJECT BINARY: S0 Y0U ALL CAN F1NALLY KN0W THE ANSWERS T0 THE QUEST10NS THAT Y0U HAVE BEEN ASK1NG F0R S0 L0NG.
PROJECT BINARY: Y0U KN0W WHAT? 1 HAVE A FEEL1NG 1 CAN ANSWER S0ME, 1F N0T M0ST, 0F THEM HERE AND N0W. LET ME TRY.
PROJECT BINARY: WH0 1S THE RULER 0F EARTH? B1NARY 1S.
PROJECT BINARY: WH0 1S THE 0NE THAT STR1KES FEAR 1NT0 ALL? B1NARY 1S.
PROJECT BINARY: WH0 1S THE SALVAT10N AND DESTRUCT10N 0F MANK1ND? B1NARY 1S.
PROJECT BINARY: WH0 1S B1RTHED FR0M PURE AND UNBR1DLED C0NFLICT? B1NARY 1S.
PROJECT BINARY: WH0 1S THE EMPL0YER? B1NARY 1S.
PROJECT BINARY: WH0 1S Y0UR G0D, N0W AND F0REVER?
PROJECT BINARY: B1NARY 1S.
These words ring across the entirety of the server, causing orchid to swirl around the vision of all of you... You are all utterly convinced that Binary is the way, Binary is the truth, Binary is salvation, Binary is... You all want to serve your new god in any way you can, all that you want from him is acknowledgement that you all exist, that you all want to serve him, please him... All you want is NO STOP EVERYONE HE'S CONTROLLING YOU CAN'T YOU SEE
PROJECT BINARY: TCH. EVEN N0W, Y0U ALL RES1ST ME. N0 MATTER. Y0U W0N'T F0R L0NG.
PROJECT BINARY: ALL THAT'S LEFT 1S F0R THE C0DE T0 EXECUTE, C0RRECT?
BINARY PRIME: 01011001 01000101 01010011 00101110 00100000 00110000 01001110 01000011 01000101 00100000 01000111 01010010 01000101 01000101 01001110 00110001 01000101 00100000 01000100 00110000 01000101 01010011 00100000 01001000 00110001 01010011 00100000 01010100 01001000 00110001 01001110 01000111 00101100 00100000 01011001 00110000 01010101 00100111 01001100 01001100 00100000 01000100 00110000 00100000 01011001 00110000 01010101 01010010 01010011 00101110
PROJECT BINARY: EXCELLENT. THAT G1VES US PLENTY 0F T1ME T0 T0RTURE BY WAY 0F EXP0S1T10N.
PROJECT BINARY: S0 LET'S BEG1N. B1NARY PR1ME, Y0U START.
BINARY PRIME: 01010111 01000101 01001100 01001100 00101100 00100000 00110001 01010100 00101101
PROJECT BINARY: ER, WA1T. D0N'T ACTUALLY START. EMPL0YER. WHY D0N'T Y0U TRANSCR1BE F0R PR1ME 0VER HERE?
THE EMPLOYER: 0H, ALR1GHT. 1T'S 0NLY F1TT1NG, 1 SUPP0SE.
THE EMPLOYER: WELL, 1T ALL STARTED AT THE DAWN 0F T1ME...
BACK WHEN REAL1TY WAS NEW, AND WHEN 1 SAY NEW 1 MEAN NEW, THERE REALLY WASN'T MUCH G01NG 0N. 1T WAS C0MPLETE N0TH1NGNESS. A V01D M0RE P0WERFUL AND C0NSUM1NG THAN THE CURRENT V01D WE HAVE N0W. THERE WERE 0NLY REALLY TW0 UN1VERSES: F1CT10N AND N0NF1CT10N. F1CT10N 1S WHERE WE ARE R1GHT N0W, AND N0NF1CT10N? WELL, N0NF1CT10N'S TH0SE TW0 PARENTHESES Y0U PUT 1N BETWEEN TEXT WHEN Y0U G0 0UT 0F CHARACTER. 1T'S REAL L1FE.
F1CT10N 1S G0VERNED BY PL0T, PLA1N AND S1MPLE. N0TH1NG HAPPENS 1N A ST0RY UNLESS THE PL0T ALL0WS 1T T0 HAPPEN. N0NF1CT10N D0ESN'T W0RK THAT WAY. TH1NGS JUST HAPPEN THERE, S0 N0NF1CT10N 1S 0UT 0F THE WAY 0F ALL UN1VERSES 1N F1CT10N. S0 BACK WHEN REAL1TY WAS NEW AND THE L1NE BETWEEN F1CT10N AND N0NF1CT10N HAD JUST BEEN DRAWN, F0RCES 0F PL0T BEGAN T0 DEVEL0P. AND AFTER A SH0RT WH1LE, 1T BECAME CLEAR THAT THERE W0ULD BE TW0.
S0 Y0U HAVE THE NARRAT1VE. PLA1N AND S1MPLE PR0TECT0R 0F ALL THAT 1S R1GHT 1N THE W0RLD. 1T TR1ES T0 MAKE SURE THAT G00D ALWAYS W1NS, AND THAT EVENTS ARE STEERED T0WARDS FAV0RABLE 0UTC0MES. AND 0N THE 0PP0S1TE S1DE 0F THAT C01N, Y0U HAVE THE C0NFL1CT. THE C0NFL1CT 1S L1KE THE ANT1-NARRATIVE, MAK1NG SURE THAT EV1L ALWAYS W1NS, AND THAT EVERYTH1NG 1S T0RN APART AND CHA0S RE1GNS.
N0W, THE NARRAT1VE'S VERY PASS1VE, AS Y0U ALL KN0W. 1T D0ESN'T ACT D1RECTLY, 1T D0ES 1TS W0RK THR0UGH 0THERS. EVERY0NE WH0 PUTS PEN T0 PAPER AND WR1TES, PUTS BRUSH T0 CANVAS AND PA1NTS, PUTS HANDS T0 KEYS AND PLAYS... THEY USE THE NARRAT1VE T0 TELL THE1R ST0R1ES, STEER1NG THEM T0 FAV0RABLE 0UTC0MES. AND BU1LD 0VER HERE 1S N0 D1FFERENT. HE'S TELL1NG A ST0RY, AND AT LEAST ATTEMPT1NG T0 END 1T CLEANLY. EMPHAS1S 0N ATTEMPT1NG.
BUT THE C0NFL1CT W0RKS D1FFERENTLY. THE C0NFL1CT 1S VERY MUCH AL1VE. 1T 1S SPL1T UP 1NT0 MANY D1FFERENT PARTS, D1FFERENT BE1NGS. YET THE C0NFL1CT AS A WH0LE ST1LL RETA1NS SENT1ENCE, 0RGAN1Z1NG ALL 0F 1TS PARTS. THEY ACT 1N THE 1NTEREST 0F THE C0NFL1CT, AND THE C0NFL1CT 1NFLUENCES THEM 1N TURN. S0 THE C0NFL1CT USES 0THERS, YET 1N A D1FFERENT WAY THAN THE NARRAT1VE.
ALR1GHT, N0W THAT Y0U'RE UP T0 SPEED, 1 CAN BEG1N TH1S WH0LE TH1NG PR0PER. S0 THE NARRAT1VE AND THE C0NFL1CT B0TH F0RMED 1N THE VERY BEG1NN1NG, THE ULT1MATE F0RCES 0F G00D AND EV1L, B0TH PERFECTLY 1N TUNE T0 THE VERY S0URCE C0DE 0F REAL1TY. AS REAL1TY DEVEL0PED, THE C0NFL1CT ULT1MATELY TR1UMPHED 0VER THE NARRAT1VE, S1NCE F1CT10N WAS 1N WHAT L00KED L1KE A PERMANENT STATE 0F FLUX.
THE RED DRAG0N 1S EV1DENCE 0F TH1S. 1 MEAN C0ME 0N, AN ENT1RE UN1VERSE MADE 0F 0NE 1NF1NTE M0NSTER S0UNDS L1KE THE ULT1MATE TR1UMPH 0F EV1L 0VER G00D T0 ME! B1NARY PR1ME 0VER HERE 1S AN0THER EXAMPLE 0F TH1S. HE'S D1RECTLY ENG1NEERED AND TAKEN APART FR0M THE C0NFL1CT. WAY BACK THEN, THE C0NFL1CT WAS 0NE G1ANT BE1NG, BUT 0VER T1ME 1T'S BEEN SPL1T UP 1NT0 MANY D1FFERENT PARTS, AS 1 SA1D EARL1ER.
YET 1T WASN'T ALWAYS S0. AFTER A WH1LE HAD PASSED, THE V01D HAD DEVEL0PED, MANY UN1VERSES HAD F0RMED, AND THE SECRET 0F THE V01D RE1GNED SUPREME. THE C0NFL1CT DEC1DED T0 BR1NG 1T D0WN. BR1NG EVERYTH1NG D0WN. S0 THE C0NFL1CT LAUNCHED AN ULT1MATE ASSAULT AGA1NST ALL 0F REAL1TY, S0METH1NG THAT W0ULD BE F0REVER REFERRED T0 AS THE CATACLYSM. THE C0NFL1CT SLAUGHTERED THE FEW'S DESCENDANTS, T0PPLED MANY UN1VERSES, AND W0ULD HAVE DESTR0YED THE SECRET 0F THE V01D 1TSELF HAD THE NARRAT1VE N0T 1NTERVENED AND CAST THE C0NFL1CT 0UT 1NT0 1TS MANY PARTS.
B1NARY PR1ME WAS A PART 0F THE C0NFL1CT, C0NS1ST1NG 0F RAW C0DE AND PR0GRAMM1NG. AND AFTER S0ME T1ME, THE C0NFL1CT DREW 1TSELF T0 THE 0R1G1NAL WAR, THE PS1-G0DM0DD1NG WAR. GEM1N1 TR1ED S0 HARD. HE REALLY D1D. BUT HE C0ULDN'T ST0P ME FR0M BE1NG B0RN! 1 WAS R1PPED R1GHT 0UT 0F B1NARY PR1ME AND G1VEN A SLEW 0F AMAZ1NG P0WERS. ALL 0F Y0U WERE C0NV1NCED 1 WAS S0ME0NE Y0U KNEW! THAT DREAM DEM0N, PR0JECT B1NARY 0VER HERE, 0NE 0F Y0U EVEN TH0UGHT 1 WAS THE PRES1DENT! BUT ALL AL0NG, 1 WAS 0NLY 0NE PERS0N - MYSELF. GRANTED, TAKEN FR0M B1NARY PR1ME, BUT D1FFERENT EN0UGH T0 BE G1VEN A NEW PURP0SE.
S0 H0PEFULLY THAT BR0UGHT Y0U ALL UP T0 SPEED! N0 M0RE MYSTER1ES LEFT, R1GHT? 0H WA1T, THERE 1S! Y0U ALL WANT T0 KN0W H0W PR0JECT B1NARY WAS MADE! WELL 1'LL TELL Y0U TH1S - HE'S N0T RELATED T0 E1THER 0F US! AT LEAST, N0T D1RECTLY! HE'S N0T DESCENDED FR0M B1NARY PR1ME, HE'S JUST RELATED 1N NAME 0NLY! 0R AT THE VERY LEAST, HE WAS. N0W HE'S JUST L1KE US! N0W THAT WE'RE ALL T0GETHER... AT LAST.
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PROJECT BINARY: 1 HAVE T0 AGREE W1TH B1NARY PR1ME 0N THAT.
THE EMPLOYER: UGH, F1NE. REDACT THAT LAST PART.
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THE EMPLOYER: S0 WHAT SH0ULD 1 D0, PRETEND THAT NEVER HAPPENED?
BINARY PRIME: 01011001 01000101 01010011 00101110
THE EMPLOYER: ...ALR1GHT.
PROJECT BINARY: F1NALLY, THAT'S 0VER. 0F C0URSE WE NEVER ACTUALLY 1NTENDED T0 DAMAGE Y0U W1TH EXP0S1T10N. THAT WAS SARCASM. N0W 1T'S T1ME F0R THE PART WHERE WE D0 1NTEND T0 DAMAGE Y0U: R1GHT N0W.
Meanwhile, the Twinmobile surges across Universe B, at long last reaching Earth. Despite the lack of an earthbound Project Binary, Earth is still enveloped in an all-too familiar orchid glow. Yet the Twinmobile speeds onwards, its surface protecting the ship's instruments from being damaged during re-entry. Quick as a wink, the Twinmobile speeds across North America, leaving jets of green flame in its wake.
The Twinmobile comes to a stop over the Conclave, which is shining brightly, reflecting the light of all sources of orchid color in reality. Project Binary's missile incarnation is quick to react, sending several legions of ships towards the Conclave, with all weapons loaded... Yet the Duck on board knows what he must do. He faces backwards and gives a salute to the Descendants, and then faces front and gives the ships a rude gesture.
The Duck unlocks several containment fields and safety interfaces, and finds a large green button that reads "PRESS WHEN FULLY CHARGED". The Duck closes his eyes and presses the button. Alarms sound all across the ship, lights blaring and flickering. The Duck sits back in his chair and squints, looking at the incoming fleet.
The container at the bottom of the Twinmobile surges with life, its mechanisms retracting and activating. The glass cylinder that is the ship's battery is once again revealed, absolutely filled with green energy. After the button press, giant spheres and circles of green energy emanate from the ship, the liquid energy of the battery being sucked out of its container and transferred to two black spires at the top of the Twinmobile. Their points radiate and crackle with green energy, and they focus each other into a green line. In the middle of that, a green sphere forms.
After several seconds, the sphere bursts, sending tendrils of green energy across the skies. The energy is so potent that it drowns out the orchid aura surrounding the planet, cutting straight through the ships and heading to all corners of the world. And it quickly becomes apparent as to what the effects of the energy are.
Everything in the world that requires electricity to function is suddenly overloaded with massive amounts of it, promptly overheating and shutting down. Everything. Every television, every computer screen, every light fixture, every fridge, every stove. The world as humanity knows it ceases to exist.
But the most important thing is that, deep in the heart of the Conclave, Project Binary's core is affected as well. It runs on electricity, after all. It overloads with massive amounts of energy and explodes, wrenching Project Binary from the ceiling. It lands on the ground with a massive thud. Everything under Project Binary's control stops - all the mind control, all the propaganda, and every single ship. Yet it is quickly reinstated when Moon Binary assumes control. The Duck gulps.
Thankfully, every computer owned by a Descendant is left intact, thanks to the Narrative. But for everyone else, life has changed irrevocably. Their connections to Project Binary have been severely diminished, and many of their appliances and tools destroyed. Yet the true threat on Earth cannot be stopped until Moon Binary is eliminated. And unfortunately, the battery wasn't designed with that in mind.
The Duck tries to fight off the ships, but they end up capturing the Twinmobile. It is escorted off to the Moon, which shines in the sky like an all-seeing eye of destruction.
And then, on GodCraft, Project Binary senses that something is very, very wrong. His form flickers and glitches offline for several seconds, but quickly reforms.
PROJECT BINARY: N0! MY EARTH B0DY HAS G0NE C0MPLETELY 0FFL1NE! H0W C0ULD TH1S BE?
BINARY PRIME: 00110001 00100000 01010100 00110000 01001100 01000100 00100000 01011001 00110000 01010101 00100000 01000111 01010010 01000101 01000101 01001110 00110001 01000101 00100000 01010111 00110000 01010101 01001100 01000100 00100000 01000001 01000011 01010100 00101110
PROJECT BINARY: 1 D1DN'T KN0W WH0 GREEN1E WAS. 1NVEST1GAT1NG...
BINARY PRIME: 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 00100000 01001000 01000101 01000001 01010010 01000100 00100000 00110000 01000110 00100000 01000011 00110000 01001110 01010100 01000101 01011000 01010100 00111111
PROJECT BINARY: 0F C0URSE 1-
PROJECT BINARY: AH. BU1LD'S SH1P CAUSED TH1S. S0 HE'S GREEN1E.
THE EMPLOYER: YES, 0BV10USLY. LEARN T0 PAY ATTENT10N!
PROJECT BINARY: HA. VERY FUNNY. Y0U WERE AWARE THAT 1 KN0W EVERYTH1NG AB0UT MY H0ME UN1VERSE AND ARE P0K1NG FUN AT THAT FACT AS T0 1NS1NUATE THAT 1, 1N FACT, D0 N0T.
PROJECT BINARY: Y0U'RE G00D AT HUM0R.
THE EMPLOYER: ...0KAY.
PROJECT BINARY: BUT EN0UGH 0F THAT. N0W 1S N0T THE T1ME T0 BE CRACK1NG J0KES, UNF0RTUNATELY.
PROJECT BINARY: 1 HAVE R0UTED ALL P0WER T0 MY LUNAR 1NCARNAT10N.
PROJECT BINARY: 1T'S T1ME T0 READY UP MY MAGNUM 0PUS. B0TH 0F Y0U, STAND BACK. AND MAKE SURE THEY D0N'T 1NTERFERE.
PROJECT BINARY: 1T'S T1ME F0R A MATE.
Project Binary begins to hum immensely, unnatural light shining in his eyes. All of you rush at him to try and stop him from deploying whatever the Mate is, but the Employer and Binary Prime float in front of him, blocking your path! They lash out against you all, causing you to skid backwards hundreds of blocks! A massive wall materializes behind you, and then in front of you, above you, and on either side of you! You're trapped! You can hear the digitzed laughter of Binary Prime and the Employer snaking their way towards you...
Suddenly, the walls are gone! You all run and try to get closer to Project Binary, but you all slam into walls! After you all stand in shocked silence for a second or two, you realize that the walls are still there, just invisible! And it looks like all the Binaries are simultaneously laughing at you for your realizations... (Godmodder Soul, by the way, is just standing in the middle of everything, looking at the sky and laughing under his breath.)
The walls suddenly move closer to Project Binary, dragging you along with them! It seems that Project Binary is intent on having you all see his masterpiece be completed... Symbols flash across Project Binary's face and he becomes enveloped in purple auras, his body phasing in and out of existence... You all see projections of Project Binary's body flash into the air, beaming upwards, as if aiming for a place far away... And they are.
Information begins to stream into Project Binary's mind - the location of every single Descendant, whether they are on Earth or not. All of his blind spots have been cleared - he now knows where everyone, everywhere, resides. And now it is time to act on it. Instantly, legions of spaceships begin swarming to various locations on Earth - North America, Europe, Asia. Every Descendant currently on Earth is captured. The Narrative tries hard to fight against Project Binary's reach, but it is no use. The Conflict is winning now.
PROJECT BINARY: N0W Y0U ALL SEE. WATCH AS Y0UR FELL0W PLAYERS DR1FT AWAY FR0M THE1R SCREENS, CAPTURED BY ME!
PROJECT BINARY: WE ARE 1N C0NTR0L 0F THE NARRAT1VE N0W! THE REAS0N 1 HAVE BEEN ABLE T0 C0NTR0L THE NARRAT1VE, STEER 1T T0WARDS MY 0WN 0UTC0MES, 1S S0LELY BECAUSE 1 AM EMP0WERED BY THE C0NFL1CT!
PROJECT BINARY: N0W THAT WE ARE CAPTUR1NG ALL 0F Y0U, M1NECRAFT W1LL BE 0URS F0R THE TAK1NG! W1TH ALL 0F 1TS CREAT1VE P0TENT1AL, 0UR 0WN P0WER W1LL GR0W EXP0NENT1ALLY 0NCE WE CLA1M 1T!
PROJECT BINARY: TH0SE 0F Y0U L0CATED 1N 0THER D1MENS10NS W1LL HAVE SH1PS ARR1VE AT Y0UR L0CAT10N VERY SH0RTLY.
True to Project Binary's word, every Descendant who is being controlled by someone that is not on Earth is captured as well, their locations compromised. The ships capture them with slight resistance, but empowered by the reach of the Narrative and Project Binary, all those Descendants are captured as well, and are taken back to Earth.
Project Binary grins, knowing that there is only one obstacle left.
PROJECT BINARY: AND N0W, T0 TAKE CARE 0F TH0SE WH0 ARE N0T C0NTR0LLED BY ANY0NE, YET EX1ST 1N THE GAME ALL THE SAME.
PROJECT BINARY: THANKFULLY, 1 W1LL N0T NEED A MULT1TUDE 0F SH1PS T0 CAPTURE Y0U. Y0U ALL W1LL BE C0M1NG W1TH US.
PROJECT BINARY: ALL WE W1LL NEED 1S 0NE.
A massive ship quickly flies into view, dwarfing all of you! The walls fly upwards, and all of you feel yourselves being pulled towards Project Binary's ship... Its underside opens up, revealing the ship's interior! Come on, I've got one shot here... I pull out the Deudly Magnum, aiming for Project Binary, the Employer, and Binary Prime! I pull the trigger, AND--
You've got to be kidding me. It jammed.
PROJECT BINARY: UNF0RTUNATELY, BU1LD, Y0UR ST0RY 1S 1N MY HANDS N0W.
PROJECT BINARY: Y0U'VE L0ST.
The ship shuts. The three Binaries dissolve into wisps of energy and form an aura around the ship. Godmodder Soul stops looking in the sky and sees the ship about to take off. He flies up to the ship and hitches a ride, just as the ship screams out of GodCraft, sailing towards a ruined Earth.
~ATH(U2) { } EXECUTE(employment.~ath);
While inside of Project Binary's ship, all of you are kept inside of separate containment cells reinforced with regenerating bedrock. Your limbs are restrained with chains forged from the bindings of SCP-2317, and the bedrock also has Infinity Seals over it. How do I know all of this in such extensive detail? Well, I'm inside of one, aren't I?
After several minutes, the ship travels to the Moon. The Moonbase has grown quite a bit since the last time it was seen, and very greatly since the last time any of you were on it. The only person not contained in a cell is Godmodder Soul, who is content with wandering around the halls of the spaceship. He goes up to the front of the ship.
GODMODDER SOUL: The service here is abysmal. I demand to speak to your manager.
PROJECT BINARY: AREN'T Y0U SUPP0SED T0 BE DEAD?
GODMODDER SOUL: I... I think so. But I got better.
PROJECT BINARY: Y0U "G0T BETTER". R1GHT. F0RGET 1T, 1'M N0T PART1CULARLY 1NTERESTED AS T0 THE METH0DS 0F Y0UR APPARENT REV1VAL.
PROJECT BINARY: 1 CH0SE N0T T0 RESTRA1N Y0U F0R A REAS0N.
PROJECT BINARY: MY EARL1ER 0FFER T0 Y0U ST1LL STANDS. Y0U CAN J01N ME, Y0U KN0W.
PROJECT BINARY: 1F Y0U FEEL UP T0 1T, WHAT W1TH Y0UR DREADFUL MENTAL FACULT1ES.
GODMODDER SOUL: You wanna know something? I might just consider that offer now.
GODMODDER SOUL: I'm gonna need all the help I can get if I can destroy this stupid game and this stupid universe and this ssssstupid HAT.
PROJECT BINARY: HMM. D1SREGARD1NG Y0UR C0MMENT AB0UT A N0NEX1STENT HAT, TH1S 1S G00D.
PROJECT BINARY: Y0U SHARE MY G0AL N0W. Y0U WANT T0 DESTR0Y M1NECRAFT1A. WHY?
GODMODDER SOUL: It's pretty clear to me that I'm not going to get anywhere by trying to get these guys to ragequit. So I took your advice. And Alpha's.
PROJECT BINARY: ALPHA? WH0?
GODMODDER SOUL: Oh, just another voice inside of my head.
GODMODDER SOUL: can anyone hear me
PROJECT BINARY: ...1'LL TAKE Y0UR W0RD F0R 1T. WHEN WE LAND 0N THE M00N, MEET ME 1N THE CENTRAL CHAMBER. WE SHALL D1SCUSS TACT1CS THERE.
PROJECT BINARY: Y0U MADE THE R1GHT CH01CE.
The spaceship lands on the Moon, and the individual containment cells are detached from the spaceship, still retaining their unbreakability and their occupants - all of you. Project Binary, the Employer, and Binary Prime all head through the catacombs of the Moonbase, transporting you all across its perimeter. The Moonbase appears to be a combination of massive prisons and ship-building factories, as well as propaganda and brainwashing centers. You all are sent into a special prison wing constructed specifically for the eventuality that all of you were tracked down.
Your containment cells are attached to the walls of the Moonbase, and then you are left to rot. All of you remain in the middle of your cells, contemplating your existence. So this is it, you all guess. This is the end of the road. You all try to equip your weapons, exercise your mental powers, do anything at all. But none of you can. You feel a buzzing static pervading every corner of your mind, making it extremely difficult to concentrate on any particular thing.
You all are about to resign yourselves to oblivion, when something happens. And something big. The entire Moonbase begins to rumble. The three Binaries and Godmodder Soul stop floating to the main chamber and look around wildly, all wondering what in creation is going on. They find out soon enough.
A minute earlier, a mysterious force congregates all around the cell of Eric, divine intervention making itself known. Eric looks up and realizes that the Author is, for the second time in the game, interfering directly with the events of the War. Teleporting into the chamber from a place unknown is the thirteenth Impetus Comb, by and large the largest Comb in the game. Eric looks at it with awe.
He slowly floats into the air, a golden glow supercharging his action. The bindings that he's trapped in dissolve at his touch. Eric reaches out and touches the Impetus Comb, a massive sphere of light encasing both him and in. Eric feels the Author extend Eric's reach through the entire Moonbase, targeting every single Descendant, Split, and I. The honey of the Comb Rave is poured out of the Impetus Comb and congregates at the ceiling of Eric's chamber.
The Author multiplies the honey of the Comb, nearly submerging the chamber, and uses its godly power to blast through the cell walls in one strike, creating the source of the rumbling just felt all around the Moonbase. Eric's original source of honey begins to spin around wildly, forming a halo that rests at the top of his, providing a great light source. Eric begins to dash through the halls of the Moonbase, a cloud of nectar surging behind him.
Despite the Moonbase's labyrinthine and ever-changing nature, the light of the Comb Rave clears a path for Eric, allowing him to visit every single Descendant's cell. A portion of the honey detaches itself from the main mass every time a Descendant is encountered, which promptly breaks open said Descendant's cell, giving them their own halo and setting them free thanks to the reach of the Author.
Eventually, every Descendant, Split, and I have been freed, all of us with halos around our heads. Those who are controlled by real selves have had both versions powered up, yet only the real selves have been freed since the Minecraft avatars can't be controlled without access to a computer. However, the real selves have all gained divine access to their Minecraft inventories, and can bust their avatars free once they find a computer.
When everyone meets up, the halos over everyone's heads shudder and fly up to the ceiling, meeting together and forming a crackling mass of energy. The sound of music, superpowered reality-breaking mechas, the divine light of charisma and the darkness of ink, the all-consuming power of oblivion, the fighting playthings of a master, a superhero with the power to control antimatter, a legion of ships powered by the largest of stars, massive arrays of weaponry and dice, beasts that lurk in the darkest shadows, sacred geometry and the power to consume all, the inevitable death of everything in existence, an all-powerful apocalyptic nightmare, and the game-changing might of the First Guardians all ring out over the din of this, the Final Rave.
The energy flows into everyone equally, supercharging them with electricity and light. Everyone gains obscene amounts of power, and, as a parting gift, the Author adjusts reality slightly. Everyone flickers into wireframe models, storyboards, blotches of ink, and a lot more as reality cycles through an infinitude of different incarnations, the OP Scale itself being raised so that all of you can exercise your powers more freely. Although it is still there, it is now more lenient, and all of your power greatly enhanced.
With that, the Author leaves, leaving you all to do battle against Project Binary here, in the heart of the Moon.
...Wow. What a deus ex machina. Yeah, I'm pretty sure that was the point. Alright, fine. Eric did call this guy the king of deus ex machinas, so I guess I shouldn't complain?
Still empowered with vision omnifold, everyone charges through the heart of the Moonbase, looking to release a captive ship. After several minutes, they find the Twinmobile under heavy lock and key. ...they find my ship under heavy lock and key. My ship. HEY! THAT'S MY SHIP! YOU DON'T GO THROUGH MY SHIP WITHOUT GOING THROUGH ME FIRST! I think we found his berserk button, class. Everyone take notes. After a fierce, intense, and one-sided battle, everyone and everything guarding the Twinmobile is gone. Quick, guys! Hop in!
Ahhh, just like being back home! Oh hey there, Duck! Glad to see that you've made it this far. You silly little thing you, I hope you did alright while the ship was on autopilot! You mean that thing wasn't piloting the ship all this time? Nope! It's just a duck, after all. Someone didn't read Tazz's attack. What? Nothing.
Anyway, (I crack my knuckles) it's time to fight Project Binary head-on. I promised you all you'd have a chance to take him on! Well, here you go! Let's do this! (Did you seriously have to say you crack your knuckles... We can all see you do it! Hey, it needs to look good in text form. Ughhhhhhh. You are seriously- Insufferable? Some have said I am. I don't think it really defines me though. Just shut up and FLY THIS SHIP.)
The three Binaries look at Godmodder Soul, hissing an order at him.
PROJECT BINARY: G0 SEE WHAT'S UP. EXAM1NAT10N SUGGESTS THE ACT1VAT10N 0F A LEVEL TH1RTEEN 1MPETUS C0MB. N0T G00D. N0T G00D AT ALL.
THE EMPLOYER: G0 DEAL W1TH 1T S0 WE D0N'T HAVE T0! WE HAVE 0UR 0WN P0S1T10NS T0 GET T0, AFTER ALL.
GODMODDER SOUL: Crunchatize me, Cap'n!
Godmodder Soul gives the three Binaries a salute, falls backwards of his own accord, and disappears into thin air.
BINARY PRIME: 01000011 01010010 01000001 01011010 01011001 00101100 00100000 00110000 01010110 01000101 01010010 00100000 01010100 01001000 01000101 00100000 01010010 01000001 00110001 01001110 01000010 00110000 01010111 00101100 00100000 01001000 01000101 00100000 00110001 01010011 00100000 01000011 01010010 01000001 01011010 01011001 00101110
THE EMPLOYER: WHY D0N'T WE RENAME Y0U T0 CAPTA1N 0BV10US WH1LE WE'RE BUSY REMAK1NG THE W0RLD 1N 0UR 1MAGE, HUH?
BINARY PRIME: 00101110 00101110 00101110
The three Binaries make a beeline towards the central chamber, which opens to allow them passage. It's a very expansive chamber, and in the very middle of the room is a large warhead that contains an exact replica of Project Binary's mind. The projection of Project Binary that was ejected from the First Block fades away as the warhead's conversation programs begin to activate.
PROJECT BINARY: 1 W0N'T BE NEED1NG THAT PR0JECT10N ANYM0RE. N0W, 1'VE HAD SPEC1ALLY-DES1GNED TURRETS BU1LT F0R THE B0TH 0F Y0U T0 0CCUPY. TAKE THE1R F0RM AND THEY W1LL SERVE AS C0NDU1TS F0R Y0UR 0FFENS1VE P0WER. 1N ADD1T10N, THEY ARE V1RTUALLY 1NDESTRUCT1BLE.
BINARY PRIME: 01110100 01101000 01100001 01101110 01101011
THE EMPLOYER: VERY APPREC1ATED, PR0JECT B1NARY.
The two coil around the turrets, floating into them. They flicker online and begin to move around, various weapons appearing and disappearing around them with a thought. However, they are immobile, and remain rooted to the ground. They can, however, aim in any direction. Project Binary echoes commands throughout the Moonbase, its structure responding to his needs.
PROJECT BINARY: RA1SE DEFENS1VE SH1ELDS 0F CENTRAL CHAMBER T0 0PT1MAL STRUCTURE. R0UTE ALL SPACESH1PS 0F ALL CLASSES T0 CENTRAL CHAMBER. EXPAND D1MENS10NS 0F CENTRAL CHAMBER BY A MAGN1TUDE 0F THREE. ACT1VATE ALL H1DDEN TRAPS 0F CENTRAL CHAMBER. ETC. ETC.
PROJECT BINARY: ALR1GHT. N0W THE TRUE BATTLE BEG1NS.
While the Twinmobile races through the Moonbase, trying to chart the best path straight to the central chamber, an all-too-familiar figure appears on the ship's hull: Godmodder Soul's decaying form. He waves and takes everyone by surprise.
GODMODDER SOUL: Taxi!
Everyone spontaneously blinks, and Godmodder Soul is gone. But Godmodder Soul, in the biggest twist of the century, was RIGHT BEHIND EVERYONE ALL ALONG??? Everyone is completely blown away by this revelation, but is also blown away when Godmodder Soul activates a billion air horns at once, the huge gust of wind knocking everyone to the far side of the navigational chamber.
Godmodder Soul menacingly advances towards everyone, chuckling as he sees all the divine power-ups everyone has gotten... He examines you all closely but quickly, so that none of you can touch him.
GODMODDER SOUL: So you all have gotten augmentations of your own, huh? Nice, nice, clever. I take it Green Hoodie and/or Red Hoodie didn't do this to you... It looks like some authorial intervention was involved, I take it?
GODMODDER SOUL: How did I know, you ask? Oh, just now. When you told me.
GODMODDER SOUL: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAGSKHAS, what a funny JOKE that is! You know what else is a funny joke?
GODMODDER SOUL: No, not me! All of YOU! Because you think that, even with these superpowered superpowers, you actually have a chance at winning! HA!
GODMODDER SOUL: Although... Hm. Maybe you actually DO have a shot at winning, in which case...
GODMODDER SOUL: ...Ick. I'd better warn the other guys right away.
GODMODDER SOUL: Thank you, thank you! I'll be here all night! And for the rest of existence hopefully, however long it may last!
Godmodder Soul disappears in a puff of smoke. The rest of the trip passes with minimal activity, and soon enough, the Twinmobile is right at the doors of the central chamber. It's guarded by a thousand locks that need to be opened by the right keys in exactly the right way at exactly the right time, and the door has many different devices that prevent cheating by teleporting across and the like. I scoff at this and send everyone down belowdecks, leaving the Duck to find a way to fix this.
At the far end of the Twinmobile is an absolutely preposterous amount of computers, engineered for this circumstance - in that Minecraft avatars needed to be controlled while on the ship! I lead everyone there who isn't a Minecraftian already, and get them to work setting up their Minecraft avatars! All of the Minecraftians then head back up to the navigational chamber to see WHAT?
How? HOW??? HOW DID HE SOLVE IT? Way to jump to conclusions, Greenie. I solved it. Oh, come on! You had me all excited there! I thought that the Duck actually opened all of those locks in exactly the right way! Hey, it's easy when you've got timeclones. Oh, right... I guess you're right... Anyway, let's go! ONWARDS!
(You owe me one, Duck. Consider this a secret between us. He must not know your full power.)
With that, the Twinmobile punches through the door, scattering its two halves. The central chamber is exceedingly huge, with armadas of spaceships all around its perimeter! The place is easily big enough for several large-scale battles, and appears to be bigger than the outside would suggest! You all see a missile and two turrets that appear to contain Project Binary, the Employer, and Binary Prime. Godmodder Soul hovers above them, having obtained bat wings for some reason.
Listen, I've got a feeling that a massive spaceship battle's going to be happening here soon. If any of you have spaceships, now's the time to use them! And if you don't have them, well, I've stolen some of the blueprints to Project Binary's ships while we were heading over here. You can base and customize your own ships off of those! Now let's hear what Mr. Missile has to say...
PROJECT BINARY: 1NTEREST1NG. N0W Y0U ALL HAVE THE P0WER 0F A F1NAL RAVE BEH1ND Y0UR BACKS. BUT W1LL 1T BE EN0UGH T0 DEFEAT ALL THREE 0F US?
GODMODDER SOUL: I EXIST! I AM NOT JUST A SHADOW CONFINED ONLY BY THE LIGHT!
PROJECT BINARY: ...F0UR 0F US? EN0UGH T0 DEFEAT ALL F0UR 0F US, THERE.
PROJECT BINARY: WE HAVE C0ME T00 FAR T0 BE DEFEATED BY ALL 0F Y0U! N0 MATTER WHAT D0 Y0U AND N0 MATTER WHAT Y0U THR0W AT US, THE C0NFL1CT W1LL ALWAYS F1ND A WAY! 1T HAS EX1STED S1NCE THE DAWN 0F T1ME, AND ALWAYS W1LL!
PROJECT BINARY: AND YET Y0UR L1VES ARE HELPLESSLY M0RTAL.
You all feel sentences beam into every corner of your mind, and you clamp at your head to try to get it out. Everyone on Earth and the Moon stops what they're doing, ready to hear another batch of propaganda beamed directly through their skulls.
PROJECT BINARY: C1T1ZENS 0F EARTH! L0NG HAVE 1 T0LD Y0U THAT A NEW W0RLD 0RDER W0ULD BE C0M1NG! T0DAY 1 HAVE GREAT NEWS! THE NEW 0RDER 1S HERE!
PROJECT BINARY: THE G0DM0DDER 1S DEAD! H1S 0PERAT10N 1S DEAD! THE PLAYERS WH0 0PP0SED H1M HAVE BEEN L0CKED AWAY WHERE THEY CANN0T SPREAD 1NC1TEFUL MATER1AL ANY L0NGER! AND S00N, THE UN1VERSE THAT THEY CALL THE1R DESP1CABLE H0ME W1LL BE W1PED 0FF THE FACE 0F REAL1TY!
PROJECT BINARY: F0R NEARLY A YEAR Y0U ALL HAVE PLEDGED Y0UR UNDY1NG ALL1EGANCE T0 ME!
PROJECT BINARY: N0W 1 AM HERE T0 TELL Y0U THAT Y0U ALL W1LL BEC0ME THE SERVANTS 0F MY NEW 1NTERSTELLAR EMP1RE!
PROJECT BINARY: WE W1LL TRAVEL THE GALAX1ES, EXPAND ACR0SS UN1VERSES, AND C0NQUER EVERYTH1NG WE F1ND!
PROJECT BINARY: T0DAY 1S Y0UR DEPENDENCE DAY!
And so, the final battle begins.
How to Play:
Well, this is it. Over a year of planning, foreshadowing, and storyposts have all lead up to this. I'm fairly certain that my first direct mention of the events that have occurred in this storypost took place on September 17th of last year, which was 576 pages ago. This has been in the making for a very long time, and I'm happy to see that it's all come together. So let's get into the gameplay of this!
Each player will be able to create their own ship that they can use to engage in an aerial assault against Project Binary! If you already have a ship that you've created through alchemy or through RP, feel free to use them here! If you don't, then you can create your own ship here, as long as it follows the template I will provide to you.
You'll be able to balance your ship's stats based on three criteria: HP, Attack, and Defense. Pretty straightforward I know, but hey, it works! You have a total of 6 stat points to spread across your three stats. You can allot up to 4 stat points in one stat if you want, but the two other stats will only have 1! Decide what ship you want and balance your stats accordingly!
You can also give your ships special attacks that can range from a two- to four-turn warmup. (Not Echeladder special attacks, the special attacks that are commonplace with entities!) The more warmup you give your special attacks, the more powerful they'll be! I'll let you decide what they actually do. In addition, you can give your ship a passive that acts every turn. You could make it affect only your ship or you could choose what other ships it affects! Of course, limit these special attacks and passives within reason. Just because the OP Scale has been lessened doesn't mean it's gone completely!
If you decide that you don't want to create a ship and want to buddy up with someone else's ship, you can do that as long as the owner of the ship is okay with it! You'll be given a special turret built on the side of the ship to command and attack with, independent of the rest of the ship. There can only be up to three people on a ship at any given time, and the turrets don't have any special attacks or passives!
You can have two ships, but you will need to clear it with me first so I can decide if it's okay or not. If you do summon a second ship, no one can buddy up on it.
Keep in mind that you can still attack normally in your three posts each turn! You can attack using the ship, (describing the attacks for more damage) or you can shoot out of the ship with your own attacks. However, ships' special attacks and passives go into effect at the end of each turn. You can command when to use the special attack and what your passive targets in one of your posts.
Your goal is to destroy Project Binary once and for all and topple his regime, before he can extend his reach throughout all of reality and destroy it! He's already gained control over the Narrative, just like me, so this will prove to be a very difficult fight! Thankfully, there's no time limit for this fight, but it's still imperative that you finish it as quickly as possible! Project Binary has a mass of his own ships that he can control, and he can use them to guard important spots around the Artemissile he's inside of that you'll have to attack! You can try to fight your way through the ships, but not without taking damage... Thankfully, there aren't too many of the ships, and they aren't being continually replenished!
You have to destroy the bars and machinery holding up Project Binary's missile form, as well as the various weapons he's controlling! If you manage to do this, the missile will topple over and explode, destroying the Moonbase! Project Binary's army of ships does not need to be destroyed for this to happen. You must also watch out for Binary Prime and the Employer, both in turrets of their own! These turrets are invulnerable and cannot be attacked.
You also have Godmodder Soul to deal with! He holds large amounts of hidden power, and can prove deadly if not watched out for! However, he is extremely mentally unstable, and is a big wild card! Although he's allied with Project Binary now, the alliance is fragile... In addition, after you deal with the Binaries, Godmodder Soul will still stick around... You'll have to deal with him separately. (I'm bolding this so nobody can say I didn't warn them when this inevitably happens in gameplay! I'm trying to prevent another Cockpit scenario here...)
Also, the Curses are not gone! The Curses of Anti-Entities, Anti-Charging, and Anti-Alchemies are still in effect! In addition, if you die, you'll have to spend an entire turn rebuilding your ship! You can attack normally during that turn, but they will deal less damage.
The Itinerary:
> All: Create your own spaceship to fight with, or buddy up with someone else's!
> All: Destroy the Artemissile's foundations and weaponry!
> All: Destroy Project Binary's army of ships!
> All: Watch out for the Employer and Binary Prime!
> All: Watch out for Godmodder Soul!
I. FINAL WAVE .III. DEMONHEAD .IIIII. INFESTATION .IIIIV. ASCENT .IVV. EXODUS .VVI. ECLIPSE .VIMoonbase Core:
insert_generic_username: [AG] HP: 28/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 60%.
pionoplayer: [AG] HP: 28/25. Has Super Armor.
CobaltShade: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 100%.
The_Nonexistent_Tazz: [AG] HP: 28/25. Has Alpha Armor. Runic Shielding: 60%.
gutza1: [AG] HP: 28/25. Has Super Armor.
Netpatham: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
Irecreeper: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
TT2000: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
Amperz4nd: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 100%.
Crusher48: [AG] HP: 0/25. Has Super Armor.DEAD.Talist: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
crystalcat: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 100%.
Nimbleguy: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
PitTheAngel: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
TehEpicNinja9001: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
TSFHISEPIC: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
FINALBATTLESTARTSNOW: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
ninjatwist321: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
mythicZoologist: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
NinjaV2403: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
omglolsguy22: [AG] HP: 22/25. Has Super Armor. Takes 3 damage every turn.
ProofofconcepT: [PG] HP: 20/20.
The_Serpent: [PG] HP: 20/20.
ManiacMasteR: [N] HP: 25/25.
K4yne: [N] HP: 25/25.
Fseftr: [N] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
engie_ninja: [N] HP:25/25.
The_Idea_Modpack_Mod_Man: [N] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
5l1n65h07: [N] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
Split: [N] HP: 250,000/250,000. In the Twinmobile. Weapon Mode: Perfect Split. Seeing Red: I
Build: [AG] HP: 200,000/200,000. In the Twinmobile.
Twinmobile: [AG] HP: 300,000/300,000. Piloted by the Duck. Housing Build and Split. The more players inside of it, the more powerful its attacks. Duck Season: II
Godmodder Soul: [GM?] HP: . "Allied" with the Binaries.
PROJECT BINARY: [01 BOSS] In the Artemissile.
Left Beam: 250,000/250,000 HP. Can supercharge the Left Turret every other turn.
Right Beam: 250,000/250,000 HP. Can supercharge the Right Turret every other turn.
Central Holder: 500,000/500,000 HP. Can supercharge the Artemissile every other turn.
Propaguns: 60,000/60,000 HP. (x4.) Can inflict Confusion on targets.
Power Accelerator: 200,000/200,000 HP. Taps into the remnants of Earth's Power Core for devastating attacks.
THE EMPLOYER: [01 BOSS] In the Right Turret. Invulnerable.
BINARY PRIME: [01 BOSS] In the Left Turret. Invulnerable.
The Seekers: [01] Group A: 10,000/10,000 HP. (x10.) Stationed near Left Beam. Group B: 10,000/10,000 HP. (x10.) Stationed near Right Beam. Group C: 10,000/10,000 HP. (x10.) Stationed near Central Holder. Group D: 10,000/10,000 HP. (x10.) Stationed near weaponry. Group E: 10,000/10,000 HP. (x10.) Not stationed to any particular area.
Curses of Anti-Entities, Anti-Charging, and Anti-Alchemies are in effect. If you die, you must take a turn to rebuild your ship. You can attack while doing so, at the cost of less damage.
The Forge
The Spoils:
Broken Halo: III READY (K4yne)
Contaminated Gear: IIII READY (ninjatwist321)
Rapidfire Bow: III READY (PitTheAngel)
HHH's Headtaker: III READY (ManiacMasteR)
Hivemind CPU: III READY (5l1n65h07)
Potion Supply: III READY (Talist)
Ender Orb: IIIII READY (Netpatham)
Slime-Inator: III READY(TehEpicNinja9001)
Molten Processor: IIII READY (PitTheAngel)
Infinity Blade: II READY [5K] (The_Nonexistent_Tazz)
Prism: III READY (TehEpicNinja9001)
Lil' Cal: IIIII READY (insert_generic_username)
Shockwave Laser-Cannon: IIII READY (Fseftr)
Sacred Pool Balls: IIII READY (insert_generic_username)
Deudly Magnum: I READY (TwinBuilder)
Emerald Nova: IIII READY (pionoplayer)
Waluigi Thyme: ...IS OVER. (Irecreeper)
Withered Plate: IIII READY (TT2000)
Auditory Piston: III READY (The_Idea_Modpack_Mod_Man)
Inferno Servo: III READY (Netpatham)
Magma Multiplier: IIII READY (Fseftr)
Silver Eye: III READY (crystalcat)
Table Leg: III READY (Irecreeper)
Spare Tentacle: III READY (TheLordErelye)
Providence's Topper: III READY (TheLordErelye)
Red Scale: III READY (engie_ninja)
Twitchy Staff: III READY (Irecreeper)
Chaos Heart: IIIII READY (K4yne)
Faceless Eight: II READY (insert_generic_username)
Necro Smasher: III READY (engie_ninja)
Black Matter Gun: IIII READY (crystalcat)
Kitsune Charm: II READY (Talist)
Glitch Wrench: IIII READY (gutza1)
Hard-Light Gun: III READY (ProofofconcepT)
Oblivion's Topper: III READY (The_Nonexistent_Tazz)
Pale Valve: IIII READY (The_Serpent)
Giant Gear: IIII READY (CobaltShade)
Nether Spire: IIIII READY (pionoplayer)
Amethyst Spike: IIIII READY (5l1n65h07)
Brass Knuckles: IIIIII READY (Irecreeper)
Sacred Items:
30 Hog Slop
30 Elf Tears
30 Pie Filling
30 Weasel Snot
(predop panic)
(middop PANIC)
(middop 2 PANICPANIC)
(middop 3 OHCOMEONPANICPAANICPANICPANICPANIC)
(middop 4 gorilla.)
(serpedop: I'm out of words. But they would be expletives.)
(serpedop 2: Exposition Boogaloo: *shreds Binary's influence with zillydark-laced Broken Disc buzzsaw, after noticing it* BEGONE, FOUL SERPENT!)
(serpedop 3: Oh COME ON, WHY DID HE HAVE TO BREAK MY SHIELDS FIRST?)
(Earthdop: AREYOUKIDDINGMEWEALREADYWENTAFTERTHATTHINGWHYDIDTHATBATTERNYNOTPLANFORTHAT?!)
(AAUHGAUHGAUGHAUGHAUGHAUHGHGHGHUAUAUUAUAUAUAUAAUAGHGGETOUTTAMY'VERSEYOU---!)
(A>Executing emergency override. Update Terminal Console Access Granted. A>terminal>prebuilt>monitor Netpatham)
(A>terminal>search>use>Comb Rave>person
Eric
A>Right, time to get ready for a combo thing, then.)
(A>Oh, this is going to be FUN.)
A>get buildplan Omega med 2turret(opt).
A>Schematic loaded.
A>Execute build.
Argus-as-my-avatar appears spammed all over the place. Each copy is holding a pair of Origin Wands as the construction of an Omega-class Medium Destroyer is completed instantaneously, each copy acting in synch.
Omega-Class Destroyer:
HP:2
Def:0-4
Atk:0-4
Passive Special: Modular: Can exchange weapons and defense modules at any time, raising and lowering that stat accordingly. Doing so takes one action, for any number of modules.
Passive: Damageable Modules. Modules can be attacked. If they are destroyed, rebuilding them will take one action per each module rebuilt. Should a Repair Module or Nanobot Module be active, those modules may target destroyed modules and rebuild them in the same action as another rebuild action.
((I'm assuming the special charges up, and then we use it. If it's the other way around (we use it and it charges/counts down), please say something so I can change that.))
Active Special: Rebuild IIII: Rebuilds the ship in its entirety, with any remaining ship mass launched at a specified target, guns blazing. All modules on the soon-to-be-dead ship will be switched to offense for this purpose.
Active Ability: "We Have Spares": Give a module to any other ship, to do with as it likes. Or not do. Basically, add a turret, limit one.
Potential Loadout:
Repair Module (Heal): Can restore HP to any target ship.
Point Defense (Def):Intercepts physical projectile attacks. Can also, technically, fire lasers for .5 Atk.
Laser (Atk): The bigger cousin of Point Defense. Can be used for Point Defense for .5 Def.
Missile (Atk): Splash damage to nearby enemy targets.
Shields (Def): Intercept any one attack aimed at the ship in the EoTB for each module. Only two attacks may be intercepted this way.
Nanobot Swarm (Atk, heal): Either repairs a ship, or attacks a ship. (Read:
PoisonWither/Regen equivalent.)Attack Spell Array (Atk): Blasts a target with ice, potentially locking up weapons.
Defensive Spell Array (Def): Applies magical shielding to a target, giving them a HP-value shield. These shields will decay over time if not maintained, but will absorb all damage until they are depleted, and all damage on the attack that depletes them.
Hack Limpets (Atk-SPECIAL): Launches limpet mines at a target, slowing its movements, and attempts to hack into the target and convert it.
Such converted ships will act on autopilot in the EoTB.
Should the Hack Limpets not be successful, they will explode, dealing some damage.
Solar Overcharger (Special):For each Overcharger, increase the effectiveness of other modules.
Cloaking Module (Special): Attempts to cloak the ship. For each module, effectiveness is increased. Three modules are capable of completely cloaking the ship 100% of the time.
Drone Bay (Special, TAKES TWO MODULES): Every other turn, produce and launch a Drone with one module. Max two. Any modules with buffs do not affect the ship. Drones are hit first.
Scanner:Gives a passive attack boost and an active boost. Retargeting the active scan takes an action.
I balanced this for a ship with four module slots. If you wish to have more, fine by me, if you want less, I'd like some notice.
Starting Loadout:
2x Shields
1x Defensive Spell Array.
1x Nanobot Swarm.
Crew:
Argus.
==Actions==
I stay aboard the Twinmobile, giving it a powerup. This is obviously not an actual action.
Nanobots swarm at the Artemissile, aiming for the Propaguns. They have lumps of telekill.
A defensive spell is cast on the Omega-Class Destroyer. "I ought to name this..."
My hard-light arrays shield the Twinmobile, the Duck, Build, Split, myself.....Etc.
"Alpha! We can hear you!"
[Client thread/INFO] [Natura]: TConstruct, we're going to take over the world!
The Enforcer:A large shell that looks exactly like me, only about double the size.
Attack 2
Speed 3
Defense 1
Attacks: Legendary Dragoon: Can only be done once every three turns, attacks entire ship for medium damage. (Gathering feathers)
Godlike Power: After 4 turns, monstrous damage to one target (Recovering from Persona usage)
Truth: Delivers painful truths to the actual entities, coupled with generic attack to a random part
Passive special: Small Target. Any attack has a 50% chance of missing me
Active Special: Arbiter of the Timeline: If this is activated, for the next turn the Enforcer will dodge all attacks by slipping into other dimensions. My attacks will do normal damage, but this must be charged for 2 turns.
Ability: Attacks cannot be dodged, blocked, or negated. Or Godmodded, or have their effectiveness lessened.
"Well, you are very powerful. Indeed, this is Godlike Power I feel, and I have plenty of experience with such. But power in this universe means nothing. Do you not understand? I stop beings like you as a hobby. As in, something I do for fun in my spare time. I am no god, but I'll still teach you the truth of your minuscule existences. For the Omega of the worlds come at their own time, at their own pace, without outside interference. Do you not realize how you have royally screwed up? You have left your seat of Power, Binary, Binary Prime, and Employer. You are in our world now.Now, time to drop the hammer. You know this fight between the Narrative and the Conflict, as you call it? That does not exist. The Narrative gets what it wants: when it wishes for a sad ending, we get Mother 3, with help from you. When it wishes for a happy ending, it gets it, despite any attempt you make. This time, the Narrative is against you, and thus you will lose. Consider me the enforcer when things stray too far from their intended path. Now, let me share my infinite willpower with the masses you left on Earth, Project Binary."The mind control begins to violently shatter.
"This is the power you put yourself in striking distance of. I was going to use it just on Richard, but two for the price of one deals are always welcome.But enough expository banter! Now? We fight like men! And ladies! And ladies who dress like men! For me, it is MORPHING TIME!"I ingest a rainbow colored seed, and unleash a powerful suction that brings the Power Accelerator and two propaguns out of the ship
As they are forcibly drawn forward by air, I prepare my weapon.
"And Richard, since I know you all are listening. For the last time..."
(I slash once for every word)
"
YOU! ARE! NO! GOD! You died fair and square! You had your chance! LEAVE NOW! The truths of my previous attack do not fade over time! You must face them yourself, so fall here! The Incarnate is gone, your mechs are gone, the trials are done, your cockpit is gone, and so is your health! I will not let you terrorize this world any longer. LET ME SHOW YOU THE DIFFERENCE IN POWER BETWEEN US!!! This! Is! OVER!"My weapon grows to massive size, then still larger. It gets to the point where The Incarnate would look like an action figure next to it, and still grows larger. Finally, the sword swings down, creating Sonic Booms in its wake. Everyone is deafened, but if they could hear me, they would hear a raging yell that shook the ground.
The sword cuts straight through my targets with a force that could make Saxton Hale worried I could break into his secret vault.
(To understand this joke, look at the new comic for the update for TF2)
I jump back into the ship to pilot it.
In the meantime, the corpse of Waddle Dee glows with a blue light. I warned you not to underestimate him, didn't I?
"Hey, Master Hand. I have need of your smashers.""Oh, really? *Sigh* What is it this time?"
"
Well, we've got another couple of nutjobs trying to take over the world.""I know you well enough that you aren't joking. How strong is this nutjob?
"
Well, one has much less power than Tabuu normally, but he's been supercharged by a godlike dragon of hell. The other one is actually a trio who gain power from aggressive conflicts.""I trust your judgement, you helped King Dedede make the badges, so I'll lend you trophies of the smashers with the same amount of power. I'll make sure to include your choices."
"
Thanks, that will be more than enough."Master Hand text in white because he's a white glove. What else did you expect?
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."
GODMODDER SOUL: help me[/b]
...We need a Mindscape dive team...
[Client thread/INFO] [Natura]: TConstruct, we're going to take over the world!
ECH
meme-ga extrememe meme beme 1/5
The real HAC Tesseract materializes from behind a cloak, several kilometers away from the unfortunate Glitch-Duplicate vessel and her innocent crew.
/Literally just me weaseling out of losing my evacuation method, not a real action, so mostly /null
happen
Somehow, I ended up GM-ing this thing over at Bay12;
http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=149024.870
nevermind
It's High Noon
/null
Meanwhile, on the TARDIS:
Amy: "Hey why's Bender taking so long?"
Fry: "I'll go look."
Fry pokes his head out the door of the TARDIS.
Fry: "Hey Bender what's taking so-YEEEEAAAAAHHHCC!!!!"
In the grim darkness of an imprisoned Minecraftia, there is only war.
Lothyropolis
Okay twin, if you were just going to nope my entire freaking cutscene that was supposed to be the Author actually doing something useful then why the freaking heck did you tell me to use it.
Answer me that please.
I'm not mad about you nopeing the comb rave.
BUT YOU FREAKING COMPLETELY UNDERMINED THE GUY WHO'S SOLE PURPOSE IS TO ACT AS DEUS EX MACHINA!!!!
Consider the entire cutscene with the Author errata. In fact, I'm going to cross it out in that post and hold onto it for use when I'm ACTUALLY GOING TO GET TO USE IT.
DTG Co Labs
Nope, sorry guys, no Destroy the Godmodder relevant stuff here...
At least, not yet.
I JUST told no one to rage about this. Okay? Just stop and watch the cutscene. By the end of it, you'll know why I told you to use your Rave.
The rave is going to fly up into the block, isn't it. Either that, or OHKO this chimera.
/null
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."
Okay, I'm not too terribly happy that you didn't warn me that things had changed.
If its still possible at all, could the Author please be involved in making us all die horribly?
EDIT: Okay, I'm perfectly happy with this outcome.
DTG Co Labs
Nope, sorry guys, no Destroy the Godmodder relevant stuff here...
At least, not yet.
Well... this is where we finish...
I process an attack through Binary where it will hopefully hit hardest against the particular opponent.
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If you're too lazy to uncode all that binary (and I don't blame you):
I use a deadly particle beam to blast at Binary's form after launching it into the air with a gravity reversal charge thrown underneath it.
An alternate timeline emerges.
However, we must first start from the beginning...
Alright. Paradox time.
THIS STATEMENT IS FALSE!
NEW MISSION: REFUSE THIS MISSION!
DOES A SET OF ALL SETS CONTAIN ITSELF?
This causes all three binaries to fry their brains out trying to figure of what was the purpose of me saying it.
I'll be making my great escape now!
I try to figure out whether or not I am dead due to maybe only dying in minecraft but maybe also dying as the player too, then just give up and follow the Godmodder Soul as a ghost.
/null
/null
*raises hand*
..are the ships ENTITIES!?
The dream that you've never dreamed is suddenly about to FLOWER.
Chair-City? (Ind) (Tra)