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I'm having some trouble copying my previous post. Luckily, it doesn't really matter here. Just know that my stats are 2/7/3, I have a ton of hp regen, and I'm blasting the central holder with the power of burst damage.
@sigmatw: yes, sadly. (At least for me) After this game, there's going to be DTG0, the prequel. Probably because... You know... Everything is destroyed here.
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Honestly, what to do afterwards is the one advantage my burnout gives. Other than wanting to see how it ends, this game is pretty much already over for me.
Okay, given that the A23 Juggernaut is basically part of a long line of tanky ships (starting with the Tanker A1), it gets the block chance special (remember that it is a block chance, and things that are blocked still deal 10% damage).
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Alright. For the record, try not to speak in this gold text. It's so bright that it's nearly unreadable.
Aw come on! You didn't even give me a chance to use the energy obliterator!
Merp...
Eric hovers in the air as the TARDIS suddenly winks out of existence right as the sticky bomb goes off, reappearing about 5 seconds later from everyone in the room's perspective, but an hour later from everyone in the TARDIS's perspective, the outermost layer of shielding now replenished and ready for another round of combat.
The people inside of course open fire on the central holder.
Eric however is glowing with rage...
It seems he's none too happy about Godmodder Soul attacking the TARDIS.
Ohgorilla.
What is it Hank?
Eric's about to get himself killed.
You need to spend an entire turn rebuilding your ship!
I pilot my ship towards the right beam, and I slice it with my ship's sharp wings. I then turn around and fire a freeze bomb at the exposed circuitry, preventing it from supercharging the turret for 2 turns.
I then give the godmodder soul a deal.
Your soul form wouldn't happen if the three binaries interfered with our war-game. In fact, That was their plan all along: Making you turn into a soul so they can exploit you for universal domination. I'll tell you what, I can transform you back into your minecraft player form if you-
Hold on. This needs to be private. One sec.
I activate my oculus blade to enter a command, and the three binaries are temporary deaf!
The Employer: H0W 1N THE-
I have data files of every single person in the multiverse, and I mean EVERY SINGLE Person. I can modify your data As I wish.
I turn back at godmodder soul.
As I was saying, I can transform you back into your minecraft player form if you would work With us. After all, It was Project Binary's meddling that got us into this mess into the first place. In fact, If I can recall from Project Binary's data file, It describes his personality as, "Smart, Manipulative, Uses allies as mere tools, and Seeks universal domination for no reason."
I enter a command to disable the deafness of the three binaries.
There. Done.
6,000 damage to the Right Beam! You don't expose any circuitry with your slash, so the freeze bomb is ineffective!
The Binaries can do the same thing to you, and disable your ability to edit their data files.
GODMODDER SOUL: Oh, I'm sure Project Binary has a good reason for doing what he does.
GODMODDER SOUL: And about transforming me back into my avatar form...
GODMODDER SOUL: I think I'm pretty fine the way I am, don't you?
"So you were the one who got into my stash of information? Or maybe you got it from someone who did, or discovered it after it was stolen? Meh, doesn't matter. What matters is that...I GOT TO RANK ONE ON AGAR.IO!"
My gargantuan cell falls from the sky and slurps up the Central Holder
Roll a three, fire piercing laser at Central Holder. Also, my Ultra Combo Cannon will also attack the Central Holder, assuming it is still active.
"Binaries, you went against us without a full idea of our abilities, without an apocalypse at your back, without half the power the last trial had, and without any true support. You overreached your abilities, so you GET NOTHING! YOU LOSE! GOOD DAY SIR!"
I first, irl, ask Twin when the Echeladder will be updated. I then throw a remaining seeker into another remaining seeker.
Nice.
8,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 4,000 damage in retaliation!
I pull out a nametag and name the Omega-Class Destroyer DUX.
I then execute Rebuild, switching everything to Missiles for one final run.
The Omega-Class Destroyer DUX activates a kamikaze program as I hastily evacuate to a HALI-array-generated safe capsule.
The modular structure of the ship is quickly packed full of all sorts of explosives, from ANFO, to thaumically-charged ice bombs, to simple glass containers full of absurd amounts of magic. The Destroyer then fills all its module slots with missiles, and starts firing. After completely emptying the ordnance bays and exhausting the power that would normally replace fired missiles, the Destroyer jettisons the empty metal frames in a carefully plotted arc, before...teleporting away? What could it possibly be doing...Oh. It's accelerated to a speed in terms of c and is now firing all its thrusters at the Central Holder as it crashes into the machinery.
The explosions come only a short instant after.
Then, the Omega-Class Destroyer, now named DUX, is rebuilt by timeclonespam, with two bays full of missiles and the others full of shields.
I debate whether to call in reinforcements, but decide against it.
I smash some weasel mechas into the Central Holder with extreme prejudice, and the weasel pilots sneeze uncontrollably, causing the Weasel Snot amount to go up. I then pie the remnants of the Right Beam, before turning it into pie fillings. Any pie made with these fillings would be horrible, but thankfully I'm just using them as Sacred Items.
3,000 damage to the Crown and the Right Beam! You take 3 damage in retaliation! +5 Weasel Snot and Pie Filling!
I pilot the Codecharter near the Right Beam, where I wave the Unicoders, summoning a giant Unicode character that begins to iterate through a selection of Unicode characters. To everyone else, all they see is a giant U+210F PLANCK CONSTANT OVER TWO PI appearing over the Codecharter as it summons tiny characters. These characters hit the Right Beam with the strength of ten Planck forces. The next character is U+2211 N-ARY SUMMATION, which sums the total damage of all the attacks ever performed in this game and applies them on the Right Beam. A U+2708 AIRPLANE summons a fleet of tiny Unicode airplanes that bomb the Right Beam. A U+33AC SQUARE GPA applies 1 GPa of pressure on the Right Beam from all directions, crushing it!
Action:
The begins to fire blasts of purified ROFrankmorristimolonium trifluoride (ROFLuoroantimonic acid, frankmorristimonic acid, polonium-210, fluoroantimonic acid and chlorine trifluoride combined into one uber-deadly-chemical) laced with Shockingly Septic Ebolassarburg Fever Really Sucky Cancerous Everything Dissolveating Disease 4-8-16K Mega Justin Nooby Gangnam ROFLcopter Seizure Edition (the combination of Shockingly Septic Ebola Cancer Flesh Eating Disease, Ebola, Lassa fever, Marburg, Really Sucky Virus, Everything Dissolving Disease, Everything Eating Disease, Really Sucky Virus 4K Edition, Really Sucky Virus 8K Edition, Really Sucky Virus 16K Edition, Mega Gangnam Virus, Justin Virus, Really Nooby Virus and ROFLcopter Seizure Virus), also known as the most deadly biochemical hazard known to anything. In addition, it laces the resulting object with Osmiridium-Bedrock-Polonium-Diamond-Unobtainium-Australium-Fluoroantimonium Alloy Boolit-Pickaze Bombs (a bomb that launches boolits and pickazes made of osmiridium, bedrock, polonium, diamond, unobtainium, australium and fluoroantimonium combined) and potato chips. These blasts absolutely destroy the Right Beam.
I announce to everyone that the Left Beam has been successfully DESTROYED, due to our and ONLY our efforts! With the word spreading, and thousands more backers shoving money at me, the goal bar looks like this!
KICKSTARTER GOALS:
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I point out to the Right Beam what a CRYING SHAME it is that we don't have more money! The Right Beam realizes how sad it is, how nobody can possibly donate money to kill it...wait, what? The Right Beam realizes how stupid it's being, but can't stop being sad-it's too late, I've cast a sadness spell on it! The Right Beam begins crying its eyes out, except it doesn't have eyes, so I painfully fuse eyes onto its body! The tears it cries out are made of steel or laser or whatever the Right Beam is made of, and by the end, it has much less material than it did before!
I post this video on the kickstarter!
6,000 damage to the Right Beam! Since your ship is destroyed, the attack deals less damage.
Yea, sorry twin I was just pulling at straws there...
I continue protecting the Mooreblade
TURNS UNTIL I EAT THE GODMODDER: 2/4
A gong ominously sounds... in space
Can't wait for... Godmodder on rye, or perhaps stuffed Godmodder, or maybe Godmodder A LA MODE... Or even Godmodder pot pie... or Fried Godmodder! Maybe even triple crumble Godmodder... OR a nice Godmodder STEAK! Perhaps even a Godmodder milkshake on the side... Actually, Godmodder nacho's sound pretty good, with Godmodded Cheese, and a nice side of fries... OR, YES, I COULD HAVE GODMODDER WITH FROG LEGS!!! Actually what would be even better is...
He must be really hungry...
I LAUNCH ME SHIP INTO THE GROUP E JUST TO FINISH THEM OFF
if there even alive anymore...
A hungry lion was roaming through the jungle looking for something to eat. He came across two men. One was sitting under a tree and reading a book
the other was typing away on his typewriter.
The lion quickly pounced on the man reading the book and devoured him.
Even the king of the jungle knows that readers digest and writers cramp.
There was once this second-rate orchestra led by a second-rate director.
In the orchestra was this guy on the cymbals who never could play them at the right time. So the conductor said, "If you don't get it right this time I'll kill you."
When the time came for the percussionist to get it right, he didn't. And so the director pulled out a gun and shot him dead.
Of course, the police came and arrested him and eventually the conductor ended up on death row. The day came when he was sent to the electric chair. As the crowd watched, the executionist flipped the switch ... but nothing happened. Everyone wondered what when wrong.
But the director knew. Saddened by all that had taken place, he said, "I never was a very good ... conductor!"
GODMODDER SOUL: NO NO NO NO I DON'T WANT TO BE DIGESTED BY A SENTIENT TUBA
GODMODDER SOUL: I DON'T EVEN TASTE GOOD!!
Everyone's heads spasm violently, portions of them tearing off, blood pooling on the ground!
I play a tiny violin as the Torus explodes. The tiny violin somehow affects the Godmodder's feelings, by reminidng him of a simpler time. Somehow.
I then walk over to Proof, and bonk him over the head with a chair for his jokes.
GODMODDER SOUL: Ah, that brings me back. Back to the old days of classical music. Those musicians had REAL talent! None of this pop garbage we had now.
GODMODDER SOUL: Although I always did have a soft spot for one of them...
GODMODDER SOUL: Rip in pepperoni, Justin Bieber. You will be missed.
People, we have a PLAN. Read about it on the Forge Thread if you must, but here's the gist of it:
Everyone who has a special attack that is not a self buff and/or it's not ready: Please use this special attack to target the Crown/Central Holder (they go off at the EoTB), then wail upon the Right Beam until approximately SEVEN TO TEN attacks have successfully landed. It doesn't have all that much HP so if we're good with our attacks we can kill it quick. If one of those attacks is Generic's Sunrise and it's towards the tail end, even if it's a bit early, consider that the end of the attack allotment. When we hit that allotment, immediately switch target to the Crown/Central Holder and continue wailing upon that like usual. Don't be afraid to pull out Battle Techniques for the occasion. If you have Eric's Runic Shielding-meaning, Modpack and Sigmatw-ignore this and go to the other section.
Everyone who has a special attack that IS a self Buff ready to go: This is much simpler. Wail on the Crown/Central Holder when you activate it and keep wailing. Ignore everything else, just throw EVERYTHING into it. Combat Operandi are approved for the occasion. Talist, give it everything you have.
Are we good?
In any case, I rolled Palutena for the Master Orders special effect this time (Twin rolled it over Pchum), so...I use it to target the Crown/Central Holder and Right Beam/Scale Shield (Or, if the latter is dead by the time the attack executes, just the Crown/Central Holder).
Suddenly, everyone, by way of Narrative, recalls something important: I haven't been using the strongest weapon on the ship. I haven't been using Phantamascoria's Frenzy. Everyone turns towards it-it's been charging up for a really long while, and a circular shape with a hammer sigil on it, shining a multicolored spectrum, is visible. I pull out a Trophy, a gift from Master Hand himself-and Palutena falls into my palm. I quickly get up to the modification area for Phantascoria's Frenzy and insert the Trophy, just seconds before the whole thing fires.
A blinding white light, predictable when dealing with these types of weapons...And nothing takes damage. Instead, floating in midair, shining a white, flame-like aura that goes multicolored at the edges, is none other than Palutena, supercharged by both Phantasmacoria's Frenzy, the power I could afford her, and a Final Smash. She gets the gist of what she has to do quickly-she points her staff, calmly, at the area between the Right Beam and the Central Holder. Without much warning, it turns into a quick black vortex, mistakeable for an actual black hole but not actually one at all. Nevertheless, it has all the pull of one, and both Crown/Central Holder and Right Beam/Scale Shield are in range of it, and are suddenly yanked INTO it, or at least some of the components of it. Palutena proceeds to smirk, twirl her staff around, and point again at the 'Black Hole.'
Anyone who played Smash Bros at all knows what's next: A massive laser, practically a Phantasmacoria's Blast in and of itself, barrels through the black vortex, giving whatever was caught in it nothing but complete erasure, vanishing from continued existence as they are, atom-by-atom, disassembled, turning into nothing but a white-hot ball of plasma, contained only by the Vortex. The Vortex itself, however, fails to keep up its structure as well and folds, and the ball of plasma within fades out fast thereafter.
Palutena, having expended that excess power in that supercharged Final Smash, first gives a wave to Pit before she warps back inside the Moorblade 2.1 and is reduced to her Trophy Form, and a portal forms from the Ceiling-at once, a massive gloved hand descends and grabs it, then rises back up. The portal closes thereafter.
I admire the handiwork with a smirk on my face, then take the actual description of said handiwork, convert it into some Oblivionator Rockets, and then fire said rockets into the Right Beam/Scale Shield (or the Crown/Central Holder if that is now gone) as my regular attack for this post.
Let's FINISH THIS! I use Skill Swap on a random Medicham to gain the ability Pure Power, doubling my ship's attack stat! It then uses EXPLOSION on the Central Holder! Not just any Explosion, though, but Gen IV Explosion, where it halved the opponent's Defense value first! My ship's sacrifice will be worth it!
12,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship is destroyed in the Explosion!
"Binaries. Your vaulted defense systems are almost gone. Your health is low, your power is lower. Richard, why are you fighting for them if you know they will lose?"
I prepare myself for a later attack:
I draw the magician card of the Arcana deck.
"The moment man devoured the fruit of knowledge, he sealed his fate.
Entrusting his future to the cards, man clings to a dim hope.
Yes, the Arcana is the means by which all is revealed...
Attaining one's dream requires a stern will and unfailing determination."
I continue using Corrosive Lightning on the Artemissile, then notice that the TARDIS was destroyed. I then realize that either A: EVERYONE lost their side characters in the explosion, or B: The TARDIS had some sort of emergency system to evacuate everyone before it blew up. In case B, I give Petey a quick briefing and he sends in more ships to attack Project Binary in random areas.
Meanwhile, my ghost goes up to the Godmodder Soul and harasses it using horrible methods, preventing it from attacking until I stop harassing it. Because of how ghosts work, they can only be put to rest by certain means, which for me means getting the write-up for the Comb Rave that I did earlier. Until that happens, there is no way for the Godmodder Soul to get rid of me.
I'm pretty sure piono handwaved it earlier and said that the TARDIS's "death" was just its outer shields failing. Everyone on board is still alive.
Crusher, I'll get to your Comb Rave when I have time. I'm sorry that it's taken me this long to address it, but please be patient.
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I hastily cross off my planned totally awesome attack, and instead use my new $250,000 to hire tons and tons and TONS of repairmen, to repair the ship as fast as possible!
I also tell my viewers that the battle could be ending soon, so if they want to have a part in the destruction of this insane enemy, they have to give money, NOW! More and more and more money is sure to flood in!
EVERYONE! TARGET THE CROWN/CENTRAL HOLDER NOW! THE RIGHT BEAM IS ALMOST CERTAINLY DEAD, AND THE SEEKERS ARE COMPLETELY GONE. I REPEAT, EVERYONE FIRE ON THE CENTRAL HOLDER/CROWN.
A public service announcement from your local Nonexistent Tazz.
Now, onto the show. I fire some Sixth Degree Ubering at the Tri-Mage Fighter before I start this.
"You know, looking at the field, I really doubt this is Checkmate, Godmodder, not even Check...So cocky. Victory, they claim! And then they forget about just OOOOOOOOONE detail that, in all reality, was pretty freaking huge, considering it's the intervention of one of the most powerful entities in all of the Multiverse and one of the Narrative's strongest allies! How stupid is that, to completely forget that? The alternative is that the Author was simply too-well hidden for the SUPPOSEDLY omniscient Project Binary to even know, but that's not even important. This isn't even hard. All they really did, in hindsight, was literally just save us any effort on the trip and make us feel a little depressed. YOU had us LEGITIMATELY SCARED. They don't hold a candle to you at all, but YOU hold the whole sun. These are useless assets that got cocky and THEY, morons that they are, think that they can eventually dispose of you. Godmodder Soul...LET EM' BUUUUUUUUUUUUURN!!!"
And with that, I certainly make sure they are burned. I draw the Infinity Blade. The weapon that killed the Godmodder. I give credits to those others who damaged the Godmodder before I could finish him off, but I'm still quite happy with getting the final blow. If the Right Beam is somehow still alive after all of this, I twirl my powerful Spoil around and execute a flashy finishing maneuver on it to secure the kill and gain another kill on the blade itself. If not, I do so on the Crown/Central Holder instead, as there's no point in just letting that go to waste while I have that time, slicing through large sections of it while I barrel around it.
Then, comes the fun part. I get back inside my ship and pull out a very fun surprise, the Divine Gate of Harmony and the Inky Door. I open both, and they both open to the same destination-the Inky Abyss, natch. Ink floods to the floor, and I give the Doors a bit of power to make it flood out faster and faster and faster. Pretty soon, the whole area at the bottom of the Moonbase Core is positively flooded with ink. I close both doors.
Silence, or at least as much silence as could be had on the battlefield. If anyone bothered to look, there seemed to be...Ripples. I seem to be aiming my guns at the ink below, despite no indication of me letting loose anything other than ink.
Naturally, a massive burst of tentacles suddenly erupts from the deep, rushing outwards and slamming themselves against the Crown, angry and livid, trying to do...Something. The kind of thing Erelye probably has horrendous nightmares about. It's safe to say that's not typically possible on a physical level, but this thing certainly isn't about to stop because of that. And aside from that something, more mundane methods of killing things make itself apparent-thrashing, bashing, crashing, and more. More...Exotic limbs start to approach from the depths as well, some horrendous mix of claw and tentacle, or hand and tentacle in some cases, and other things that I really don't have descriptive words for.
Ladies and gentlemen. A Juvenille Lesser Inkbeast.
You don't want to know what the adult one is like, or the average Inkbeast, or the greater Inkbeast, or the Champion Inkbeast, or, heavens forbid, the True Inkbeast.
In any case, the beast eventually raises up in all of its partially non-euclidean glory. The brains of all sapient entities nearby just comprehend parts of it as something a lot simpler, making the beast itself look like a Squid. It is certainly NOT a Squid, though the connection is reasonable all things considered, it's mostly tentacles with a head-analouge and a mouth pointed right where all those tentacles are coming from. IN any case, quite simpleminded at this stage of life, the Juvenille Lesser Inkbeast continues to wail upon the structure.
Now, Binary is bad, but I really don't want this thing maturing so close to a planet with life on it, and this is merely a prelude to a lot more of these guys. So many, so tough, so fast, so hard. The Moorblade's seen plenty of these in it's 1.0 version, though, and it's 2.0 version will probably fare a lot better. I whirr up the Crimson Minienders, the Laser Nerfers, and the Oblivionator, and open fire, positioning myself RIGHT behind it's skull-analogue and thus making any shots that over-penetrate nail the Crown.
My smile is pretty obvious after a few seconds, and the Juvenille Lesser Inkbeast shrieks in rage and pain as it is promptly gunned down by a barrage of Oblivion and Reality Majjyks, the last two things it would want to deal with. It is torn to a near-skeleton within half a minute of firing, better than before, and sinks back into the Ink, dead.
The ink ripples again, the sign of worse approaching. I get out of the ship and draw Tetrixcalbur at this precise moment and let burning Charisma be known upon it. Oh, how I wished I had this earlier...I touch the blade to the very edge of the Ink. In that instant, the Ink is set on fire with a bright green flame, white at the edges and black near the core. The Inkbeasts have no greater hate, fear and/or weakness than the power of Pulchritude (what it is exactly to them could be debated), and they quickly retreat as I get ready for my REAL attack with all of this ink. The Ink coils up into a roughly cyndrilical shape on the floor, coiling into some kind of burning torus. I cut the torus in two, taper off one end and give the other end a maw, now making it a snake fasimilie. Irony, indeed.
I don't play fancy-this is kind of out of my powerset. I immediately and brutally slam this snake right into the crown, maw open. It connects quickly, wraps around it to the best of its ability, and then, I make the Pulchritude upon it explode violently.
The result is a massive, bright-green flare, burning and eating the Crown away for a while until that vanishes with no Ink nor effort to support it, which is nevertheless extremely damaging given the powerful nature of the energy itself.
So close to victory, so close I can taste it on the tip of my tongue...So clooooooooooooooooooose...
+10,000 HP to the Tri-Mage Fighter!
GODMODDER SOUL: I did make all of you scared, didn't I? I really did!
GODMODDER SOUL: All I had to do was just come back from the dead and act insane.
GODMODDER SOUL: Not to imply that I'm not insane, heheheh. Your lucky numbers are 90, 13, and 27. A set of all sets contains a dodecahedron of annihilation ready to consume all theoretical pineapples. There is an egg. There is no egg. The egg is cracked.
GODMODDER SOUL: NGHHHHHHHHHHHH YOU'RE TEARING ME APART LISA
-5% Allegiance!
The Infinity Blade and your attack destroys the Right Beam and deals 20,000 damage to the Crown! The Tri-Mage Fighter gains +10,000 HP in retaliation!
"Chances are godmodder, the Binaries will clone you at one health also and make you feel their pain. They'll then put the clones in boiling chocolate fondue and eat them while you are forced to feel their pain. Oh, they also put you in a tuba and eat your popcorn."
I drop a few bombs on the Crown/Central Holder. For good measure I shoot it a bit too.
GODMODDER SOUL: But... I don't have health!
GODMODDER SOUL: I guess I shouldn't question it...
GODMODDER SOUL: This punishment is definitely something I want to avoid!
GODMODDER SOUL: I mean oh god they'll kill me with tubas and a lack of popcorn help
-5% Allegiance!
8,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 6,000 damage in retaliation!
I climb onto my new ship, giving the control panel a light poke. The orange sun at the pedestal's base dims out, taking with it the purple nebulas and the blue stardust. As the ship seems to partially phase out of reality, only vortex energy and nightmare fuel remains, giving the semitrensparent spaceship an eerie teal-green color.
Vortex Mode.
I raise The Stinger and fire it at The Crown.
00C: Are our side characters still in the TARDIS?
8,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 6,000 damage in retaliation!
Yes, although they can leave now if you really want.
[MZ]: ...Who was the living embodiment of everything right in the world.
The ID_ES shines with a bright internal light as vents open across the entire ship, releasing shining particles.
[MZ]: While she lived, no real harm could come to anyone.
[MZ]: Oh, wounds, disease, even death, sure.
The crystalline dragon takes a distinctive aiming stance towards the Central Holder. It's central heart visibly shining through to the rest of the battlefield.
[MZ]: But she stood between the world and anything worse.
[MZ]: “Except,” she said, “I’m going to die.” And no one listened.
Drops of molten diamond begin dripping from it's mouth as the light grows brighter.streamers of light pour from the vents, preparing to cancel the recoil of firing.
[MZ]: "I’m going to die tomorrow,” she said. And no one heard.
[MZ]: Into the silence, she said:
I activate the Dragons Breath Grimoire, a steam of molten diamond streaming from the ID_ES's mouth towards the Central Holder.
The TARDIS spins around, continuing to open fire on any weapon on the Artemissile that has remaining health with a barrage of bullets and fireballs...
Eric is about to do something suicidal.
He lifts into the air, crackling with power, runes flowing around him. This manages to catch the godmodder's attention.
Mindbreaker
Eric suddenly dives forward, quick as a wink, his runic sword diving point-first into the godmodder's head.
Eric enters the godmodder's mindscape, a quick comb-rave empowered time stop giving him the ability to apply it even in here.
Even with that, he has roughly 1 minute to break as much as he can before getting forcibly ejected.
So he does so, conjuring massive storms of energy to whip around in the godmodder's mind, sending flashes of runes every which way.
He sweeps about, massive strikes with his sword destroying random objects in the godmodder's mind...
Nope, guess it was only 10 seconds.
Eric is forcibly ejected out of Godmodder Soul's mind, and then the runic sword explodes, forcibly ejecting Eric from the air.
He slams into the ground, stunned. My next action will only involve the TARDIS acting since Eric just got himself KOd.
That being said, eric DID manage to wreck one important thing...
The part of the godmodder's mind holding loyalty to the Binaries.
Godmodder Soul howls with otherworldly screams that echo around the chamber and shake it to its foundations! His form melts like jelly, reconstituting itself into forms that none of you have ever seen and would never like to see again, shifting in and out of several different forms simultaneously! When your attack is over, Godmodder Soul is knocked backwards, smoke rising from his body!
-5% Allegiance! Godmodder Soul is no longer allied with the Binaries!
GODMODDER SOUL: That's it. The gloves are off now.
Marinated in a sweet yet spicy sauce, and cooked medium rare...
When William joined the army he disliked the phrase 'fire at will'.
I relish the fact that you've mustard the strength to ketchup to me.
A small boy swallowed some coins and was taken to a hospital. When his grandmother telephoned to ask how he was a nurse said 'No change yet'.
NO, I WILL NEVER STOP THESE PUNS
MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
4,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 2,000 damage in retaliation!
Everyone's heads continue down their path of deteriorating, but Godmodder Soul extends his hand and the superficial damage everyone has taken from your puns goes away!
Proof: It's time to face the music and change your tune on these puns, they're off-key. Did you lock up your pun dictionary before starting this battle? It looks like you're fighting for the simplest words. And frankly, that makes me want to punch something. Well, at least the fruit of MY labors will be sweet. I'm not, however, going to sugarcoat the explosions. Badabing badaBOOM, amateur.
Somehow this makes actual explosions hit the Crown/Central Holder.
Followed by Chaos Strike l10:Absolution.
And a burst of fire from the Lancer that is also explosive.
Everyone tips their fedoras at your beautiful wordplay. 6,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 3,000 damage in retaliation!
The Thaumic Beyond uses its special, Fighter Deployment, on the Central Holder.
As for my own action this post, I notice Eric's attack on the Godmodder's mind and decide to add to it with a lance of Indigo Flames from Cipher's Call, spearing into Godmodder Soul's mind and further destroying his loyalty to the Binaries. Final push, all, everyone try and hit his Allegiance! Just one more good action and I bet we'll have him on our side!
Just keep the card on the ship I guess. Although, it doesn't really matter because I'm pulling them all to myself anyway with Royal Flush.
I draw the King of Knights. Good. It was either that or the Jack of Spells, which is useless here. I play the King of Knights on the Space Octilliery, overwriting the Queen of Knights. And as soon as I play it, I use Royal Flush to take it back.
Green light streaks off every ship with a card and starts funneling into the top of the DreamSail's sail, coursing down the ship and lighting all the wires aglow with crackling emerald energy. Back in the control room, the 10 cards currently in use are all lined up, each one opening a tiny portal to the Dream and siphoning power from it. The dreams, hopes, and memories of my entities empowering this ship. Now... for the first time, my ship can actually attack.
I immediately discard the Ace, King, and Jack of Gears. I also discard the Jack of Knights and King of Knights. Now I only have the Court of Myths and the Queen of Gears. Let me tally up the total stats...
my stats for this turn:
HP: 2
Attack: 0 + 2 (AXIS) + 1 (Cogwynd) + 1 (Nanobots) + 2 (Fordwing) + 1 (Alex & Ash) = 7
Defense: 2 - 1 (AXIS) + 1 (Court of Myths) + 1 (Alex & Ash) = 3
Passives: + 1 defense vs first attack of round (Yin&Yang), Lots of hp regen (Wilson + Court of Myths), hp regen on dealing damage (Fayther), + 20% active ability power (whatever that means here. From the Trio)
Now, with 7 attack power, I electrozap the Crown Shield/Central Holder Emperor style. Except, with green lightning.
Hand: nada
Played cards: Court of Myths on myself. Queen of Gears on myself.
Discard pile: Ace of Spells. Queen of Spells. King of Spells. Ace of Knights. Queen of Knights. Jack of Knights. King of Knights. Ace of Gears. King of Gears. Jack of Gears.
You play the King of Knights on the Space Octillery! You discard the Ace of Gears, King of Gears, Jack of Gears, Jack of Knights, and King of Knights! You play the Court of Myths and Queen of Gears on yourself!
16,000 damage to the Crown! +5,000 HP to your ship! Your ship takes 4,000 damage in retaliation!
I force the Binaries to listen to an endless stream of Fawful Quotes. As they listen to this, they are annoyed and incensed by the horrible grammar of his Engrish for Funny. In order to stop listening, they must jettison the Central Holder. Because I installed audio inputs on the central holder. And they cannot be removed without jettisoning the Holder because raisins.
I continue with my attack buildup:
Drawing the Priestess, I recite,
"The Arcana is the means by which all is revealed...
The silent voice within one's heart whispers the most profound wisdom."
In case you cannot tell, I am riding high after 100% Persona 3 FES and beating its superboss.
8,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 4,000 damage in retaliation!
I continue spamming attacks against the Artemissile with more Corrosive Lightning.
I call upon the ghosts of all the dead side characters killed when the TARDIS was destroyed, and use an awesome attack to overwhelm Godmodder Soul with whatever.
A touch of magic washes over the battlefield, revealing orchid tendrils leading from the Artemissile straight to Godmodder Soul's head. (They're faked, of course, but I don't need to tell him that.) I gasp (in an overblown fashion) and point to the tendrils. "Look at that! Binary's been using his mental powers on you..." A blast of mind-adjusting blue magic washes over Godmodder Soul from the just-retrieved Rod of Phyrexia, the orchid tendrils dissipating as Godmodder Soul's loyalty to the Binaries decreases once again. "There we go, I think I got some of it. But you'll have to break the last bits yourself, and the best way to do that is by completely breaking your alliance with them. Best thing to do, really. Haven't you heard enough reasons already? Spotlight-stealing, taking Psi-status from you, orchestrating the Arrival and the Homestuck Invasion, and even stealing the Incarnate's position as the final boss. Don't you want to get those snakes back for all the times they stole the spotlight from you, attacked you, even trapped you in a tuba by using Doc Scratch? Well, go get them!"
The Codecharter begins to heal itself, firing an infinite stream of angle bracket boomerangs that turn around and are assimilated into the Codecharter, healing it.
I stand on the ground, and whack the Torus with a wrench. I then hit a loose piece, causing it to flip over, activate an idle attack drone, and send it straight into the Central Holder.
5,000 damage to the Crown! You take 3 damage in retaliation!
TEMPORAL ANOMALY ERROR: TRACKED WRONG The Conchcruiser reverts all of it's preparations... >-HEHHEHHEH HEH -HEH-HEH --- -- HEH / HEHHEH -- HEH--HEH --- HEH-HEH -HEHHEHHEH HEH- -HEHHEHHEH HEH-HEHHEH HEH IMPROBABILITY INITIATED. SELECT RANDOM EVENT: 1. FULLY HEAL 2. SWITCH STATS WITH SOMETHING 4. TURN ENEMY INTO SPACEANT 5. FULLY HEAL ALLY 6. GAINS ATTACKS OF RANDOM ANYTHING FROM ANY POINT IN DTG HISTORY. 7. OVERCHARGE IMPROBABILITY TO TWIN: "PLEASE RANDOMIZE" >_
A ship comes by as the moon enters the area of space ruled by Arstotzka, with "M.O.A" emblazoned on it. It asks the Crown for it's entry papers. The ship finds out that the Crown has brought weapons and a fake passport, with no correct entry papers. The ship is searched and detained. The speakers on the ship yell out, "You made mistake coming here. Glory to Arstotzka!" Seemingly, the inspector ship finds no problems with any of the ships against The Emplinaries (Employer Binaries). The ship then leaves to patrol space for any others looking to enter.
Improbability won't have the power to fully heal, but it will still be a pretty big heal.
9,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 6,750 damage in retaliation!
I drop the offensive approach and focus on evasive maneuvers and where shots are going, increasing the Umbra's evasion chance to 40% for the remainder of the turn.
My eyes fade to purple as Umbra takes over my body, grasping Dreams of Cruelty and lighting the sinister flames at it's tip. Umbra then uses a number of shadowy tentacles to latch onto the Central Holder. He starts to whack it with the stick, at the same time burning the Holder with purple shadowy flames.
7,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 5,250 damage in retaliation!
I use this turn to throw repair drones for being incompetent at any random enemy in range. I then get to repairing the ship so it will look brand new once it comes back next turn.
I'm having some trouble copying my previous post. Luckily, it doesn't really matter here. Just know that my stats are 2/7/3, I have a ton of hp regen, and I'm blasting the central holder with the power of burst damage.
@sigmatw: yes, sadly. (At least for me) After this game, there's going to be DTG0, the prequel. Probably because... You know... Everything is destroyed here.
16,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 6,000 damage in retaliation!
The Uber Pirateship Remains' attack stat goes up by 1! The Space Octillery's HP stat is lowered by 1 and its attack stat is raised by 2! The Omega-Class Destroyer switches all of its available modules to Missiles in preparation for its special attack! The Ship of Flesh summons more H.U.N.G.R.Y.! Conchcruiser Hexahedron buffs the Sig-God Demolisher! ████ loses 6,000 HP! The Sig-God Demolisher summons more Drones! The Drones sigmatw sent find no results... Galaxia Darkness enters Vortex Mode! Its Stealth Meter raises by 20%! The HALShip 9000 uses Rail Cannon, dealing 16,000 damage to the Central Holder! The Tri-Mage Fighter continues protecting the Moorblade!
The DUX uses Bonus Dux, creating a DUX Clone that will attack every EOTB! The DUX's attack stat goes up by 1! The Omega-Class Destroyer uses Rebuild, dealing 24,000 damage to the Central Holder! The Ship of Flesh uses Leech Storm, summoning 30 H.U.N.G.R.Y.! The Thaumic Beyond uses Fighter Deployment, dealing 24,000 damage to the Central Holder! Conchcruiser Hexahedron uses Improbability, rolling a (2)! It switches stats with the Omega-Class Destroyer! The Codecharter uses Unicode String, summoning another unicode string that will act in one of Cobalt's posts! The Moorblade 2.1 uses Master Orders, summoning Palutena and dealing 41,600 damage to the Central Holder! The DreamSail uses Royal Flush, taking every card and piling it onto itself! It discards half of the cards but keeps the others, heavily augmenting its stats in the process! The ID_ES uses Dragon Breath Grimiore, destroying the Central Holder!
Artemissile destroyed!
There is a horrible noise as layers of metal grind and screech upon each other, Project Binary's remaining hold on the world deteriorating before his simulated eyes. Miniature explosions mar the Central Holder's broken form as all of you fly back to the perimeter of the room, watching the chaos unfold and knowing that when the Artemissile drops and detonates, it won't be a pretty sight.
Project Binary's form sways dangerously, the two Turrets at its side remaining unmoving, taking respite in their invulnerability. Warnings and danger signs flash across the circumference of its artificial intelligence, and all Project Binary can do is watch. Everything had been in his control, everything on Earth, from the tallest building to the deepest chasms, it was a playground for him to explore and manipulate to his whim. On Earth he was a god, on Minecraft he was a god, and now that the Narrative had decided to finally intervene, he had lost. Even when he was in control of it.
It was impossible, inconceivable, that he had lost, even when his plan had been immaculately designed and carried out. But of course, the Descendants, with their new power, bending the OP Scale to their will, had managed to beat him, like a rogue virus or an unseen variable just waiting to wreak havoc. And for all Project Binary could do, even though he had gone rogue the picosecond he had turned online, he couldn't modify his core programming, his core defenses. And now he was helpless, vulnerable, and raw.
But there is one thing he can do. A thing of such power and scope that there will be nothing to stop him.
In his last seconds on the Moon, Project Binary executes Project Artemis.
And then, there is a giant creaking noise as the Central Holder's remains snap in two, the Artemissile falling to the ground, the potent power in its warhead activating in a blinding flash. You all see a shape quickly dart in front of you, a half of a human body - Godmodder Soul. He extends his hand and a warped bubble of inky darkness forms around all of you and all of your ships, twisting and turning to encompass everyone. Yet even with these defenses, the bubble is blown backwards by the impact.
As a roar of sound encompasses all of you, the explosion screaming out of the chamber and bursting through its ceiling, you all hear a blaring digitized siren that turns itself on, quietly at first, then louder, then quietly, then louder, and so on. The way it's broadcasting its sound makes you all think of some form of code. And then you realize it is a code. Binary code.
The code eternally repeats itself, a constant pattern, a uniform madness, blaring over the undulating sounds of destruction coming from all around you. Then, the sounds of the explosion reach an apex, screaming over all else. You all are forced to clamp your ears shut, but then you actually do hear something scream - a digitized yell warped beyond even the madness of Godmodder Soul's. Project Binary, in his dying throes, broadcasts one last message to all of you.
PROJECT BINARY: Y0U F00LS! Y0U MAY HAVE W0N THE BATTLE, BUT Y0U HAVEN'T W0N THE WAR!
And then, just like that, you all hear the explosion slow down and stop. A sudden rushing sound drags you all forward, as if the explosion is being sucked inwards! And then, there is an abrupt silence. The siren stops. The rush stops. The screaming stops. The drone of static over Project Binary's message stops.
Project Binary stops.
Project Binary is
no more.
Godmodder Soul cackles to himself and the bubble dissipates, giving you all a good look at the remainder of the central chamber. It has been turned into ruins, a mockery of what it once was. The former glory of Project Binary has fallen in but a day. His accomplishments have been ground away; the center of the Moonbase is now just rubble and smoke, its territory being reclaimed by the Moon it was built on. The only reminder of the battle you all just fought are stray pieces of the Artemissile lodged in the ground.
The floor has been ground up into chunks, the barriers around the Artemissile have been reduced to rubble, and the pieces that remain are marred with cracks and ashes. The energy and power that resided in the Artemissile and its apparatuses have gone dark, their glass shattered, with only smoke coming forth. None of you can see the two Turrets anywhere, although you don't see any of their remains, so they were almost certainly teleported away rather than being destroyed.
Suddenly, a wisp appears from the smoke. Vaguely purple in color, it begins to move towards you. It looks like it's Project Binary himself, albeit in a much weaker form than he once was. As he continues his travel, he continues to stay at his comparatively minuscule size. You all wonder where the rest of him went...did it get destroyed as the Artemissile did? His form glitches out sporadically, filling with static and noise. When he speaks, it sounds heavily digitized, even more than his previous voice.
PROJECT BINARY: Y0U...HEH...Y0U D1D 1T. Y0U ALL MANAGED T0 BEAT ME, 1N MY ULT1MATE F0RM. 1 GAVE IT MY BEST IN THE SPACE 1 WAS AL0TTED, BUT 1T WAS N0T EN0UGH.
PROJECT BINARY: MY 1R0N D0M1N10N 0VER TH1S UN1VERSE HAS BEEN L0ST. 1 EXPECT THE P0PULACE 0F EARTH T0 REGA1N THE1R SENSES ANY M1NUTE N0W, AS S00N AS THEY REC0VER FR0M THE1R BLACK0UT Y0UR GUARD1AN DEALT THEM. THEY'LL ALL W0NDER WHAT THEY WERE D01NG F0R THE PAST YEAR, AND F0R WHAT PURP0SE.
PROJECT BINARY: ALL THAT C0NFL1CT, ALL THE C0NTR0L, THE PR0PAGANDA, THE L1ES, THE TRUTHS...ALL G0NE. BUT N0T F0R N0TH1NG. ANY C0NFL1CT, N0 MATTER H0W SMALL, SPREADS. AND TH1S 0NE, AB0VE ALL ELSE, HAS LEFT A MARK. 1 SUSPECT Y0U KN0W THE P0WER MARKS CAN H0LD ALREADY. 0NE 0F THEM 1S STAR1NG AT Y0U.
Godmodder Soul stares at you.
PROJECT BINARY: ALTH0UGH TH1S MAY BE THE LAST Y0U SEE 0F ME 1N TH1S UN1VERSE...
PROJECT BINARY: 1 W1LL REMA1N. 1 W1LL MAKE MY MARK.
PROJECT BINARY: N0W, 1 MUST G0 W1TH MY BR0THERS.
What remains of Project Binary disintegrates in a flash of green, his form being transported a universe away. There is still havoc to be wrought, as far as the Conflict is concerned. Godmodder Soul begins to realize what just occurred, and starts yelling at the night.
GODMODDER SOUL: Oh no you don't. OH NO YOU DON'T. You're not going to get away from me THAT EASILY! Insert cliche quote here!
GODMODDER SOUL: I've gotta follow these guys, I've gotta stop them... Whatever they're doing, I need to know! I need to know before I eviscerate them! Those Binaries are nothing but a bunch of lies, you know! They've been orchestrating all of this since the very beginning, all of it! Working behind the scenes, setting up the board, I've just been a pawn in their scheme!
GODMODDER SOUL: why is this happening
GODMODDER SOUL: I was never really one for chess. I always preferred checkers myself. That way, I could be the king.
GODMODDER SOUL:
GODMODDER SOUL:
GODMODDER SOUL:
GODMODDER SOUL: GET IT? I'll be the king of everything? It's funny.
GODMODDER SOUL: Anyway, I'd love to stop and chat. In fact, I love it so much I'm doing it right now! But as I said earlier, I'm needed elsewhere. And even if I didn't say that earlier, at least I said it now. I have to show these snakes who's the REAL final boss around here, yaknowwhatimean?
GODMODDER SOUL: BINARY! ALSO BINARY AND BINARY. IF YOU CAN HEAR ME, I'M COMING TO KICK YOUR ASS!
GODMODDER SOUL: ES.
Godmodder Soul gives you all a final salute, and begins to move to fly away, presumably back to Minecraft. But then, he stops, and his head turns 180 degrees around to look at you.
GODMODDER SOUL: You know, come to think of it...you guys might be able to help me.
GODMODDER SOUL: After all, if you all were able to beat Binary the first time, you have a good shot of beating him a second time. It's FOOLPROOF!
GODMODDER SOUL: Or I could just kill you. Which I might probably definitely do. But we'll get to that later.
GODMODDER SOUL: So, what do you say? I'll give you all a free ticket to GodCraft to seal the deal.
GODMODDER SOUL: Okay good, I'll take your lack of reponse as a resounding yes.
GODMODDER SOUL: Nice to know we're all on the same page here!
GODMODDER SOUL: Now how should we get to GodCraft... We could do the bubble or I could just teleport you there.
GODMODDER SOUL: Be warned though. If we do the bubble thing there's a minor 90% chance that all of us will be annihilated by shadow demons. Er, all of you, I mean.
GODMODDER SOUL: And if we do the teleportation thing, I can't guarantee the safety of all of your limbs.
GODMODDER SOUL: So yeah maybe we shouldn't do either of those. If only there was a safer way we could get to GodCraft...
GODMODDER SOUL:
GODMODDER SOUL:
GODMODDER SOUL:
GODMODDER SOUL: Like some sort of ship or something...
GODMODDER SOUL:
GODMODDER SOUL:
GODMODDER SOUL:
GODMODDER SOUL: Eh whatever let's do the teleport thing.
Before any of you have a chance to correct Godmodder Soul, none of you can feel anything at all and you're flying across reality. The only thing you know is the chaotic laughter of Godmodder Soul.
Meanwhile, in the wreckage of Universe C, Binary Prime and the Employer have been encircling the once-glorious universe in a death grip. The two have been traveling around the edge of the universe, expanding and consuming the wreckage left behind from the apocalypse. Although the Red Dragon tore through nearly the entire universe upon its release, there is still plenty of sustenance for the two forces of Conflict.
However, their motions have been somewhat sluggish, as if they've been intentionally holding back. As if they've been waiting for something. Or for someone.
As the Descendants and Godmodder Soul float in between universes, the Moonbase itself shudders in time with the aftershocks of the Artemissile's explosion. The Moonbase has been de-established, all of its systems falling offline for the first time since its creation. Project Binary's numerous propaganda chambers and holding cells have been disabled, and every contingency plan bar one has been extinguished. And so it was that the Moonbase's inhabitants walked out of their cells willingly for the first time.
Every Minecraft player was stuck up there, the men on the moon. And there wasn't a thing any of them could do about their predicament until the Descendants came along. They had been forced to sit through hours of mind-numbing propaganda and messages about the truth of Project Binary and how he would cleanse everyone and everything. Yet everyone who had played Minecraft was at least in some way resistant to Project Binary's messages.
No one knew exactly how or why these powers had manifested, but everyone knew one thing for certain - this ability was the only thing keeping them from certain death. Project Binary hated every player of Minecraft, every last one, with a burning passion, because they had been the only thing keeping him from conquest over all. To him, they were a disease, or at the very least some sort of error. He had wanted them gone. But now he was gone.
Everyone was wearing clothes that had been branded with their Minecraft username and a serial number representing what copy of Minecraft they had bought, and so it was that the members of the faction of Robomonkey met together for the first time in the real world. They regarded each other with disbelief, knowing that they had been friends what seemed a lifetime ago. Back then, on GodCraft, life had seemed so much simpler. And now they didn't know what to do.
The obvious course of action would be to find a way off of the Moonbase, but most of the Seekers had gone offline and the majority of the Minecraft population didn't even know how to fly them or re-activate them at all. So, with nothing left to do, they waited. And waited.
Yeah, they waited for a while. This part's pretty boring.
PABU: I still can't believe we're meeting each other for the first time... KENNYDIES42: you mean meeting each other on earth for the first time PABU: You know what I meant! DELIRIOUS_BIZNASTY: thank god for these shirts, right DELIRIOUS_BIZNASTY: i mean if it hadn't been for these we wouldn't have known who any of us were SWEDGE987654321: Do any of you think They're here? PABU: They? KENNYDIES42: Who SWEDGE987654321: You know, Them. Oh, blast. I've been so used to communicating to you all through text I forgot none of you can tell if I'm capitalizing any letters out of order. DELIRIOUS_BIZNASTY: pfft DELIRIOUS_BIZNASTY: you still talk the same way you typed back on godcraft DELIRIOUS_BIZNASTY: is this how you talk normally or is it just a facade SWEDGE987654321: How dare you suggest that this isn't how I normally speak because it totally isn't I mean come on. PABU: Hahaha. Never change. PABU: So hey, Kenny- KENNYDIES42: matt PABU: Oh, uh. I never thought to ask what your real name was. KENNYDIES42: Nows a good time to know i guess. PABU: Yeah... Anyway, Matt. Could you, uh, nudge KNIGHTS over there? I want to make sure he's alive. KENNYDIES42: the guy's been staring out this window for a while but he's breathing KENNYDIES42: Why did i need to nudge him if i could just check if he's oh god hes not breathing PABU: WHAT DELIRIOUS_BIZNASTY: AGH SWEDGE987654321: Oh. KENNYDIES42: haha just messing with you guys he's okay. KENNYDIES42: you are, right KENNYDIES42: knights? KNIGHTS_WHO_SAY_NI: i see it... SWEDGE987654321: Please tell me you're not going to channel the powers of a cherubic manchild again. KNIGHTS_WHO_SAY_NI: no seriously you guys, i see it! KNIGHTS_WHO_SAY_NI: something is changing on earth! DELIRIOUS_BIZNASTY: come on knights you ain't fooling anyone with your okay something IS changing
It was true. From the numerous windows of the Moonbase, everyone on it had a clear view of planet Earth. Earth had been surrounded by an orchid aura ever since Project Binary had begun broadcasting his messages onto it, but now the aura was changing, fluctuating, growing bigger than it ever had. And then there was a flash of blinding white--
--and then there was nothing. Earth had been restored. Project Binary's power had disappeared. Everyone watching from the Moonbase's windows cheered and screamed, realizing at once, as a collective, what had happened. They could only imagine how everyone on Earth itself had reacted when they realized the constant drone of static in their heads had disappeared their thoughts were not their own no longer.
Yet as everyone on the Moonbase rejoiced, there was a piercing siren that blared across its halls. Everyone clamped their ears shut, some jumping in shock. Everyone shuddered as they expected the siren to worm its way into their minds and force them to submit to their demands, yet it did not. It was only a normal siren, blaring as red lights shone throughout the entire base. Then, a mechanical voice speaks.
C0NT1NGENCY PLAN #901 - C0DENAMED PR0JECT ARTEM1S - ACT1VATED. 1N1T1AT1NG.
Everyone feels a low rumble.
Meanwhile, on Earth, the entire human population feels their heads clear for the first time in several months. Everyone begins to come to the conclusion that Project Binary was not the way, was not the truth, and was not their salvation. Project Binary had been nothing but a machine of lies ever since that September day, and perhaps, ever since he had been constructed. The governments of Earth all make official announcements saying that work would begin immediately on erasing what traces of Project Binary's influence remained, such as tearing down all of his propaganda posters.
And the government of the United Stats unanimously voted to tear down the Conclave, the tower that now represented the hub of everything wrong with the world. The truth came out soon enough: the players of GodCraft, the very ones that had been labelled as enemies of the world, were heroes. They had shut down the Operation, they had torn apart GodCraft, and what's more - they had killed both the Godmodder and Project Binary.
Eager for a fresh start, everyone on Earth seemed at ease. Yet those who tried to go on Minecraft found that they could not - only error messages had returned, yet peculiar ones, such as "server destroyed" or "world annihilated". No one thought to question it, but deep in everyone's gut, they all knew - something hadn't been taken care of.
Everyone feels a low rumble.
At a circumstantially simultaneous moment, the Descendants and Godmodder Soul touch down on GodCraft. Immediately, all of you see Binary Prime and the Employer's tendrils snaking through the sky, ravaging the ruins of an already-broken universe. The instant all of you land (with all of your limbs intact), the two Binaries snake through the skies, weaving a pillar of light that descends down onto the server.
BINARY PRIME: 01010111 01000101 01001100 01001100 00101100 00100000 01010111 01000101 01001100 01001100 00101100 00100000 01010111 01000101 01001100 01001100 00101110 00100000 01001100 00110000 00110000 01001011 00100000 01010111 01001000 00110000 00100111 01010011 00100000 01000010 01000001 01000011 01001011 00101110
THE EMPLOYER: THE DESCENDANTS AND THE G0DM0DDER. HAVE ALL 0F Y0U C0ME T0 F1NALLY LEARN Y0UR PLACES 1N THE GRAND 0RDER 0F TH1NGS?
GODMODDER SOUL: Absolutely NOT! We're here to KICK--
THE EMPLOYER: YES, YES, 1 KN0W! WE HEARD Y0UR 0UTBURST 0N THE PER1PHERY 0F 0UR M1NDS.
GODMODDER SOUL: Oh, you did, did you?
THE EMPLOYER: 1 JUST SA1D WE-
GODMODDER SOUL: Good! Then you know exactly what's coming to you.
GODMODDER SOUL: And you all know that you deserve it. Don't think I don't know what you all were planning to do to me!
GODMODDER SOUL: You were going to trap me in pesky Personality Factories, rearrange the furniture in my mind, eh? Steal my popcorn machines, trap me in TUBAS...
GODMODDER SOUL: I heard you all conniving behind my backs, you're traitors, backstabbers!
THE EMPLOYER: ...WE WEREN'T G01NG T0--
GODMODDER SOUL: The evidence is right here in front of me, and it's DAMNING!
GODMODDER SOUL: I'm gonna show you who the real final boss of this game is!
Godmodder Soul stomps his foot on the ground, and a javelin made of chicken flesh pops into his hand! Quick as a wink, he flies towards the two Binaries, his sword bursting into flames and kitten poop! He begins to do battle with the Binaries, fighting them as quick as he can, giving them nearly no time to react! But then, another hand bursts from his back and stretches all the way to the Descendants, holding another javelin!
GODMODDER SOUL: Don't think I've forgotten about all of you. I need to be fair and equal!
GODMODDER SOUL: You guys will receive similar punishment.
Godmodder Soul then proceeds to slice and slash at all of you, his strikes somehow hitting all of you at once! All of you retreat to your ships and fly to higher ground, but the battle is stopped by the sight of a gleaming light in the sky that ends up barreling straight towards Godmodder Soul's location! It slams onto the ground, embedding itself in bedrock, and then all of you see it - a wisp of purple energy! A holographic image of Project Binary forms from it, staring down Godmodder Soul through circular eyes...
PROJECT BINARY: S0 MUCH P0WER 1'VE L0ST... 1 AM BUT A SHRED N0W. A M0CKERY.
PROJECT BINARY: YET 1 AM ST1LL HERE. AND S0 ARE Y0U, G0DM0DDER.
GODMODDER SOUL: Here you are, all three of you! I bet now you're going to start up your master plan, huh?
GODMODDER SOUL: You're going to trap me in a death trap of trappingness and trap me!
PROJECT BINARY: ...
THE EMPLOYER: ...
BINARY PRIME: 00101110 00101110 00101110
GODMODDER SOUL: Yeah, I know you just said "..." in binary, VERY FUNNY.
BINARY PRIME: 01011001 00110000 01010101 00100000 01010100 00110000 00110000 01001011 00100000 01010100 01001000 01000101 00100000 01010100 00110001 01001101 01000101 00100000 01010100 00110000 00100000 01000100 01000101 01000011 00110000 01000100 01000101 00100000 00110001 01010100 00111111
GODMODDER SOUL: Pfft. What do you think I am, a mathematician? I've got a plugin!
GODMODDER SOUL: What of course it does! Binary involves numbers, right? So you have to be a mathematician to understand it... Ugh whatever, you're sidetracking me, YOU'RE TRYING TO DISTRACT ME!
GODMODDER SOUL: They're trying to distract me, do you all SEE this?!
PROJECT BINARY: Y0U WERE THE 0NE WH0 STARTED TH1S C0NVERSAT10N, AND 1'LL BE THE 0NE T0 END 1T.
PROJECT BINARY: EN0UGH 0F TH1S! WE END TH1S F1GHT HERE AND N0W! JUST US AND Y0U.
PROJECT BINARY: 1F Y0U REALLY ARE THE F1NAL B0SS, THE ALPHA AND THE 0MEGA, L1KE Y0U CLA1M Y0U ARE...
PROJECT BINARY: THEN Y0U SH0ULD HAVE N0 TR0UBLE F1N1SH1NG 0FF ALL THREE 0F US, C0RRECT?
GODMODDER SOUL: Bring it on, you blabbering boasting binary behemoth of badness.
PROJECT BINARY: SHUT. UP.
PROJECT BINARY: N0W 1 KN0W THAT MY QUEST T0 DESTR0Y Y0U HAS BEEN VAL1D TH1S WH0LE T1ME.
PROJECT BINARY: EVEN 1F Y0U H0LD SUCH GREAT P0WER, Y0U ARE A NU1SANCE. AND A CRAFTY 0NE.
PROJECT BINARY: T1ME T0 END TH1S.
GODMODDER SOUL: ...
GODMODDER SOUL: So it's a fight you want?
PROJECT BINARY: 1 L1TERALLY JUST SA1D TH--
Godmodder Soul once again flashsteps in front of the Binaries, electricity sparking around his fist. In one punch, he slams into the three of them, knocking them backwards a fair distance. Godmodder Soul remains floating in the air and spits out his remaining words.
GODMODDER SOUL: Then it's a fight you'll get.
And so, the battle against Godmodder Soul, Project Binary, the Employer, and Binary Prime began. And all of you watched. Oh yeah. This is happening. Split, pass me some popcorn? For once you want to watch the fighting? And yeah sure, here's some. Thanks. They're gonna tear each other apart. We can just sit back and relax.
Godmodder Soul turns from the fight, staring at you all once more.
GODMODDER SOUL: Hey. I thought I told all of you that you would get punished too! Did you think I forgot that?
GODMODDER SOUL: Well, I didn't, surprisingly. How about you make yourselves useful for once? Fulfill your end of the bargain I set up?
With a menacing glow in his eye, Godmodder Soul extends the flames in his right arm, causing them to spiral throughout the sky and lash out at you! You all are flown into the air, landing right in the middle of the Binaries' brawl against Godmodder Soul. Godmodder Soul's spine becomes a drill of bone that pierces through your armor, Binary Prime subjects you to raw code and corrupts your bodies, The Employer's eye unleashes a massive W-shaped laser, and Project Binary constricts you all in his tail and throws you back on to the ground.
Godmodder Soul looks upset at you.
GODMODDER SOUL: Oh, come on! You don't mean to tell me you didn't hit them ONCE during all of that? You were in there for, what, 5 minutes? I even stole some of Split's popcorn while I was watching! And fighting, I guess.
You've got to be kidding me. Wow.
You all scramble to think of ways to get out of this.. You're caught in the middle of a melee between the most powerful man on Minecraft and the three most powerful snakes in the universe! If only there was some way to bring all of your power to the table... Of course! You all quickly remember that the OP Scale was just lessened for you! Surely this has got to give you some leeway! But how to use this power...? Is there a weak spot that you could use to your advantage?
And then you all remember something that has been repeated to you before and has been made plainly obvious to you now. Godmodder Soul's mental strength is very weak. If you all can somehow get into his head, then you'll be able to bend it to your will, and maybe even help Alpha if it comes to that. You all realize it's a risky move, but it's your only option. The other one is suicide.
And so, all of you dash towards Godmodder Soul, who looks back at you while his seven other arms are fending off the Binaries using porkchops that petrify whatever they see. He grins, mistaking your mad dash for a call to arms.
GODMODDER SOUL: Alright, now we're talking! You guys are getting into the battle for real, huh?
You all pull out a large amount of indigo fire that dances through the air and lights up everything around. The Godmodder's grin falters and vanishes, replaced by a look of utter horror.
GODMODDER SOUL: Hey now, wh-what are you doing? Don't get that stuff near me you know I don't like it--
GODMODDER SOUL: TTTTTTTTTTNEVER TOUCH SOMEONE WHERE THEY DON'T WANT TO BE TOUCHED
GODMODDER SOUL: ALHJGHLGHGHOEOIEJFJJGHGHGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
GODMODDER SOUL: The many are one. The one is many. The third eye conceals yet reveals. All can be seen under the blacklight of the scribe's pen. All can be destroyed by the geometry hidden beneath the moon.
GODMODDER SOUL: A point of origin, above and beyond. From out of nowhere, he comes, riding on the clouds. Psychopathic in mind, psychopathic in heart, psychopathic in soul. The holy trinity.
GODMODDER SOUL: With infinite versions of any given outcome, one of them is bound to be in a universe with no other outcomes. Parallel universes simultaneously prove and disprove themselves. That ain't Falco. The formal wear is but a formality. Bowtie. Top hat. Cane. Stopwatch. A wheel of symbols, endlessly circulating betwixt each breath of time. All of time and space, and the space outside of space. Where does it end? Does it even end?
GODMODDER SOUL: Red Glasses. Green Glasses. Right Wing. Broken Bow. Escutcheon. Blue Cross. Pokeball. Wine Glass. Foxtail. Lapis Lazuli. Twisted Horn. Golden Crown. Space Helmet. Universal Door. Pickaxe. Soon an Eye will join the throng, marked by the Dragon's song. Sandvich makes me strong. One of these does not belong.
GODMODDER SOUL: Circumstantial simultaneity. Explosions of red and blue, days apart but precisely on schedule. Two halves destroyed at once. A detonation. Rebirth. Regenesis. Revelations.
GODMODDER SOUL: FUNTIME! EVERY MINUTE, EVERY SECOND, WILL HELP YOU FOCUS ON THE FUNDAMENTALS!
GODMODDER SOUL: HI, I'M STEVE PININGTON--
Silence.
None of you can move for several minutes, but after a bit, you feel yourselves starting to move again. As if you're floating. When your vision is regained, you all realize you're on top of a giant stone pillar floating above an ancient black landscape. You all jump off and head to the ground, surveying this void you've become trapped in. After looking at it for a bit and spotting the ruins of an eye symbol to your left, you all come to one conclusion. You made it.
You're in the Godmodder's mindscape.
The Godmodder's mindscape has been reduced to eternally floating rubble symbolic of all of his memories, his hopes, his dreams, and his fear. The only stable thing in the entirety of the place, as far as you can see, is a fuchsia pyramid in the distance. There's a cobalt light at the top of it that shines almost like a signal flare or a distress beacon. You all look at each other. Alpha. You suddenly hear a booming voice that resonates throughout all of your heads...
GODMODDER SOUL: WHO GOES THERE?!
GODMODDER SOUL: GET OUT OF MY MIND!
You all look behind yourselves and see a colossal wave that's bearing down on the entire landscape. You all try to move, but your legs feel like lead, and you can't do anything as you are consumed. Your vision goes black and you all struggle to not drown, but then you all realize how much power you could potentially hold in this realm! You all push back the current, and it works! The wave explodes and you all break free! You hear an angry shout, and a massive fist of pure electricity comes barreling down from the skies! You all flashstep out of the way, fire of corruption and oblivion forming where the fist struck!
GODMODDER SOUL: NONE OF YOU ARE WELCOME HERE! BEGONE! HASTA LA VISTA! SAYONARA! GESUNDHEIT!
GODMODDER SOUL: I WILL BREAK YOU, LITTLE MAN!
The fist comes back down, but all of you are quick to dodge it this time, avoiding all of Godmodder Soul's gauntlets and deathtraps, which mainly come in the form of wallmaster-like hands. You all hear a voice from above, one that you've heard subliminally before but now hear in full force.
ALPHA: You all made it! I was hoping you would pick up my messages. Good thing they aren't around, so that gives us some time to talk! Quick, up here!
You all scale the fuchsia pyramid, the wind whistling in your ears. Even though there's no such eye around, you feel as if you're being watched by someone... And of course, you are. You're in the Godmodder's mind now. Even though he doesn't hold as much power here as he would like to, this is still his domain. Regardless. you all make it to the top of the pyramid. Where the capstone should be, there's a fuchsia pillar. Chained to it is Alpha.
ALPHA: Alright, keep this in mind: under any other circumstances I would be snapping all of your necks and moving on to take over another universe, but this is a matter of life and death here.
ALPHA: I could die here. You could die here. An entire universe would go under, and I'd go with it. I'd prefer to stay alive.
ALPHA: ...The universe can go, though.
ALPHA: But anyway. I'm assuming you came here to try and finish off Omega from inside his mind. I think you'll find that I'm more than willing to help with this.
ALPHA: Omega made a deal with the devil, one that corrupted him beyond repair. He wasn't the same split I fell in mutual agreement with.
ALPHA: Now all I feel for him is rage. Mind-shattering rage.
ALPHA: Understand?
Too much. Too much.
ALPHA: Hah. I understand that you understand. Understand?
ALPHA: No, I'm falling into his trap. Omega loves meaningless words, tangents, like that.
ALPHA: I despise it. I prefer to be concise. So I'll do that right now.
ALPHA: The Omega I knew is gone. He's become twisted by corruption and oblivion.
ALPHA: I would initiate a Shatter with him right now if I could, but he was smarter than that in the moment of his rebirth.
ALPHA: I believe he's used up the majority of his mental strength to chain me here, at the top of this pyramid, so that I can't break free and engage him in the Shatter he so rightly deserves.
ALPHA: He's also taken many of his most despised memories and sent them here to taunt me. Weaken me. Add on to my rage and subtract from my strength.
ALPHA: All of these memories remind him of the times he failed, where he was overshadowed, where some force was stronger than him.
ALPHA: After the Incarnate's defeat, the old Omega would have been content to go back to his roots, like the Dragon told him to.
ALPHA: But the new Omega has taken my advice to a fault.
ALPHA: I am Omega's opposite. I must always be the most powerful and expand, conquering everything in my path. Yet I'm cool about it. I keep my rage in check more often than he ever did.
ALPHA: So Omega sent me these memories to remind me of all the times he failed. That I failed.
ALPHA: You break the memories, you free me.
ALPHA: You free me?
ALPHA: I break him. I'll give you your Shatter.
ALPHA: Do we have a deal--no, poor choice of words.
ALPHA: Do you accept, that is?
What more can you do? This is probably your only shot at defeating Godmodder Soul... You all accept. The last obstacle in your way is here... You've all gone through so much in this war, and now it's time to end it all by purging the fight at its source. As you all contemplate this, the sky fills with fuchsia. Alpha gasps and strains against his chains.
ALPHA: Here they come! Get ready!
Shadows of living color, mere silhouettes of bosses past, float in an ensemble above you all. The forms of Psi-Scratch, King Ikea, Bill Cipher, the Ghost of GLaDOS, Lord English, and the High-Queen... All of them represent times when the Godmodder was overshadowed, when the spotlight was stolen from him. They are what's chaining Alpha, and they are the only thing stopping you from destroying the Godmodder.
And so, all of you charge.
How to Play:
This is it. The final part of Trial 7. And what better way to truly end the game than with a boss rush mode? I've had one planned since the very beginning, but I wasn't sure how to implement it - and for a while considered not doing one at all, considering how time-consuming the game's been already - until now. So let's get on with it, shall we? We've got a game to end.
To start, none of your ships have made it into the mind. They're not destroyed but you just won't be able to use them. You'll have to fight six bosses in this order: The Hive-Queen, Lord English, the Arrival forces (Ghost of GLaDOS, King Ikea, and Ascendant Bill Cipher), and Psi-Scratch. As you destroy the boss memories, the chains imprisoning Alpha will weaken! Once you destroy all six bosses, Alpha will initiate a Shatter. Don't worry about defending Alpha. Until he initiates the Shatter, he's invulnerable!
One boss will appear every turn, except for the Arrival forces; all three will appear at once! You have no time limit to defeat these bosses, although if you let them pile up, you'll be in for some trouble... When you die, you will respawn outside of Godmodder Soul's mind. You will have to spend one post heading back in. You will lose if all of you die at once!
And now, for the unique gameplay hook: since you're in Godmodder Soul's mindscape, you'll be able to take Godmodder Soul's other memories and manipulate them to your will, having them fight for you! These will basically act like entities,
Each turn, there will be a Boss Pool. You can pick one of three bosses each turn that you can recruit to use in battle. Every boss has different powers, so make sure to pick which boss is best for all of you! There won't be a boss for every player individually, there will be one boss for the whole group! Decide who you want to summon as a team! Bosses have HP like normal, and if they die, they die for good! You can't resummon them in a later Boss Pool.
In addition, there will be an Entity Pool every other turn. You as a group will be able to take three entities from the Pool and use them to help out your Boss! They will disappear at the end of the turn. Their powers aren't as great as the Bosses, but they vary much more than the Bosses' powers!
Lastly, although this is Godmodder Soul's mindscape, keep in mind that you all have been powered by the Final Rave! You all have the power to manipulate the mindscape to some extent. Try experimenting with this new power and see what you can do with it! Depending on how you manipulate it, you might either increase or decrease Godmodder Soul's Mindscape Stability!
Also, before anyone asks: no, you don't get Spoils of War for killing these.
First boss up: the High-Queen! We'll start off simple for now, but as it progresses, the bosses will get more and more complicated...
The Itinerary:
> All: Defeat the X Bosses Godmodder Soul has conjured up and in doing so, free Alpha from his prison!
> All: Try to influence Godmodder Soul's mindscape!
THE TRIALS:
I. FINAL WAVE .I
II. DEMONHEAD .II
III. INFESTATION .III
IV. ASCENT .IV
V. EXODUS .V
VI. ECLIPSE .VI
==> VII. CHECKMATE .VII <==
The Pyramidion:
insert_generic_username: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 100%.
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: 100%.
gutza1: [AG] HP: 28/25. Has Super Armor.
Netpatham: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
Irecreeper: [AG] HP: 22/25. 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.
sigmatw: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
jondanger23: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
ProofofconcepT: [PG] HP: 20/20.
The_Serpent: [PG] HP: 20/20.
ManiacMasteR: [N] HP: 25/25.
K4yne: [N] HP: 22/25.
Fseftr: [N] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
engie_ninja: [N] HP:25/25.
The_Idea_Modpack_Mod_Man: [N] HP: 22/25. Has Super Armor.
5l1n65h07: [N] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
Quick note, I'm going to be going on vacation for 2 weeks, starting Sunday. For that time period, I shall lack computer access, and will be going into Richard's Mindscape in order to find where the Brand is effecting him. You guys attack the memories.
I pull out another card from the deck...the Empress.
"The Arcana is the means by which all is revealed...
Celebrate life's grandeur...It's brilliance...It's magnificence..."
"Richard, you do realize we could have used our fleet of ships. Or my portals. Or someone else's power. Oh, well. Time for the Alpha of the Omega. Not of the universe, just of this forum. And my goodness, this is going to be entertaining."
My wings grow a couple of feet.
"This is the end
Hold your breath and count to ten
Feel the earth move and then
Hear my heart burst again
For this is the end
I've drowned and dreamt this moment
So overdue I owe them
Swept away, I'm stolen
Let the sky fall
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together
Let the sky fall
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together
At skyfall
That skyfall
Skyfall is where we start
A thousand miles and poles apart
Where worlds collide and days are dark
You may have my number, you can take my name
But you'll never have my heart
Let the sky fall (let the sky fall)
When it crumbles (when it crumbles)
We will stand tall (we will stand tall)
Face it all together
Let the sky fall (let the sky fall)
When it crumbles (when it crumbles)
We will stand tall (we will stand tall)
Face it all together
At skyfall.
And speaking of the sky falling..."
An absurdly gargantuan portal opens up. Everyone in Richard's mind wonders just what is going to come out.
"TO ME! SHIPS! I CALL THEE, Uber Pirate remains. Shipship. Disco Deathball. CLYP Prototype. DUX. AND Space Octillery!"
The ships exit the portal with the same stats as they were left with back in the other world.
"I had to make it massive for a reason, guys. I CALL THEE, Tri-Mage Fighter. AND Serpentine!"
The final two ships exit through the portal, but they all lack pilots. Thus, they all crash straight into High Queen X. I collapse from sheer exhaustion, but I am not done. My soul leaves my body and dives straight into the deepest depths of Richard's mind. My body is now soulless, and falls straight into a portal which closes after it.
Inside Richard's Mindscape, near the Brand
"Now then, time to find the brand. This could take a long time, perhaps two weeks. I have a feeling that it shall be almost two weeks."
See you after my vacation, everyone!
KICK THE BINARIES OUT OF THIS WORLD! RESCUE ALPHA! AND, AS ALWAYS,
[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.
Alright, last turn is FINISHED. This is it, the last gameplay event of the entire thread. And now that that's done...
IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT
I know that this is probably a bad time for me to be saying this considering that we're at the cusp of the End of Act 4, but as of tomorrow, I'm going on vacation! This is similiar to what happened for the first half of Intermission 2, although it's not really an Intermission. Feel free to post as normal until you've used up your three posts. I'll be back on the 23rd, when gameplay will resume as normal.
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
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=TURN ONE=
=ACTION=
I attempt to select the Z-Mech from the Boss Pool, then look for a D6 to reroll it with.
I then begin lifting the Brass Knuckles, and attack the High-Queen with a massive, spiked whip! (which happens to be the ARMISTYX in SPIKED WHIP SCYTHE MODE) I entangle the High-Queen, and then tighten the entanglement, puncturing skin / whatever and leaving it open to a bigger attack...
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
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I vote for the Z-MECH. He seems to be the most useful.
I force the HIVE QUEEN to watch all of the YouTube Videos. All of them. While it's mind is destroyed from the vids, I perform Safer-Sephiroth's SUPERNOVA move on it.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
THE PROPHECY SEEMED FAR AWAY
BUT FINALLY WE'VE REACHED THE DAY
GIVE UP THE PAST, EMBRACE THE STRANGE
EVERYTHING YOU CARE ABOUT WILL CHANGE
Who is going to get the final hit? I wonder...
/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."
I pour oven cleaner on the central holder. I the use a sponge to clean the central holder away.
Come to kspcity! Transportation
http://kerbalcity.myminicity.com/ http://kerbalcity.myminicity.com/tra
Industry
http://kerbalcity.myminicity.com/ind
Wait a min.
The squeal will be a prequal or what?
Im confused.
/null
DTG0 is the next game, it is a prequel. DTG3 will happen after that.
Oh no
I'm having some trouble copying my previous post. Luckily, it doesn't really matter here. Just know that my stats are 2/7/3, I have a ton of hp regen, and I'm blasting the central holder with the power of burst damage.
@sigmatw: yes, sadly. (At least for me) After this game, there's going to be DTG0, the prequel. Probably because... You know... Everything is destroyed here.
There's a difference between a hero and a champion. A champion overcomes threats, but a hero overcomes fears.
All my maps, click here.
Then there's also a Youtube channel I'm somewhat involved in.
No Trifecta?
NUUUUUU!
Anyways, I'm setting to work on a spinoff... Hint, it has something to do with my sig.
An alternate timeline emerges.
However, we must first start from the beginning...
I'm not quite sure what I'll do once DTG2 finishes up.
In the meantime, I'll just smack an enemy with a copy of HL3.
GODDAMN IT
STUPID GENDERFLIP VIRUS
Honestly, what to do afterwards is the one advantage my burnout gives. Other than wanting to see how it ends, this game is pretty much already over for me.
/null
happen
Somehow, I ended up GM-ing this thing over at Bay12;
http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=149024.870
Alright. For the record, try not to speak in this gold text. It's so bright that it's nearly unreadable.
You need to spend an entire turn rebuilding your ship!
6,000 damage to the Right Beam! You don't expose any circuitry with your slash, so the freeze bomb is ineffective!
The Binaries can do the same thing to you, and disable your ability to edit their data files.
GODMODDER SOUL: Oh, I'm sure Project Binary has a good reason for doing what he does.
GODMODDER SOUL: And about transforming me back into my avatar form...
GODMODDER SOUL: I think I'm pretty fine the way I am, don't you?
Nice.
8,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 4,000 damage in retaliation!
I'm not sure.
The Binaries change your ship name back!
3,000 damage to the Crown and the Right Beam! You take 3 damage in retaliation! +5 Weasel Snot and Pie Filling!
But what part of the Artemissile do you target?
They will report their findings at the end of the turn!
11,000 damage to the Right Beam!
17,000 damage to the Right Beam!
6,000 damage to the Right Beam! Since your ship is destroyed, the attack deals less damage.
GODMODDER SOUL: NO NO NO NO I DON'T WANT TO BE DIGESTED BY A SENTIENT TUBA
GODMODDER SOUL: I DON'T EVEN TASTE GOOD!!
Everyone's heads spasm violently, portions of them tearing off, blood pooling on the ground!
You begin rebuilding your ship!
GODMODDER SOUL: Ah, that brings me back. Back to the old days of classical music. Those musicians had REAL talent! None of this pop garbage we had now.
GODMODDER SOUL: Although I always did have a soft spot for one of them...
GODMODDER SOUL: Rip in pepperoni, Justin Bieber. You will be missed.
8,000 damage to the Right Beam!
12,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship is destroyed in the Explosion!
4,000 damage to the Crown!
Does nothing!
4,000 damage to the Right Beam!
I'm pretty sure piono handwaved it earlier and said that the TARDIS's "death" was just its outer shields failing. Everyone on board is still alive.
Crusher, I'll get to your Comb Rave when I have time. I'm sorry that it's taken me this long to address it, but please be patient.
6,000 damage to the Right Beam!
You begin rebuilding your ship!
+10,000 HP to the Tri-Mage Fighter!
GODMODDER SOUL: I did make all of you scared, didn't I? I really did!
GODMODDER SOUL: All I had to do was just come back from the dead and act insane.
GODMODDER SOUL: Not to imply that I'm not insane, heheheh. Your lucky numbers are 90, 13, and 27. A set of all sets contains a dodecahedron of annihilation ready to consume all theoretical pineapples. There is an egg. There is no egg. The egg is cracked.
GODMODDER SOUL: NGHHHHHHHHHHHH YOU'RE TEARING ME APART LISA
-5% Allegiance!
The Infinity Blade and your attack destroys the Right Beam and deals 20,000 damage to the Crown! The Tri-Mage Fighter gains +10,000 HP in retaliation!
GODMODDER SOUL: But... I don't have health!
GODMODDER SOUL: I guess I shouldn't question it...
GODMODDER SOUL: This punishment is definitely something I want to avoid!
GODMODDER SOUL: I mean oh god they'll kill me with tubas and a lack of popcorn help
-5% Allegiance!
8,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 6,000 damage in retaliation!
8,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 6,000 damage in retaliation!
Yes, although they can leave now if you really want.
6,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 4,500 damage in retaliation!
6,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 1,800 damage in retaliation!
The Magma Multiplier deals 15,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 5,625 damage in retaliation!
Godmodder Soul howls with otherworldly screams that echo around the chamber and shake it to its foundations! His form melts like jelly, reconstituting itself into forms that none of you have ever seen and would never like to see again, shifting in and out of several different forms simultaneously! When your attack is over, Godmodder Soul is knocked backwards, smoke rising from his body!
-5% Allegiance! Godmodder Soul is no longer allied with the Binaries!
GODMODDER SOUL: That's it. The gloves are off now.
GODMODDER SOUL: Wait. I don't have any gloves.
GODMODDER SOUL: ...
GODMODDER SOUL: WHATEVER, YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.
4,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 2,000 damage in retaliation!
Everyone's heads continue down their path of deteriorating, but Godmodder Soul extends his hand and the superficial damage everyone has taken from your puns goes away!
+10,000 HP to Conchcruiser Hexahedron!
6,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 2,250 damage in retaliation!
Everyone tips their fedoras at your beautiful wordplay. 6,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 3,000 damage in retaliation!
> Netpatham: BATTLE TECHNIQUE => LV. 10 CHAOS STRIKE - ABSOLUTION
10,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 5,000 damage in retaliation!
6,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 3,000 damage in retaliation!
You play the King of Knights on the Space Octillery! You discard the Ace of Gears, King of Gears, Jack of Gears, Jack of Knights, and King of Knights! You play the Court of Myths and Queen of Gears on yourself!
16,000 damage to the Crown! +5,000 HP to your ship! Your ship takes 4,000 damage in retaliation!
8,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 4,000 damage in retaliation!
+9,000 HP to the Return!
6,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 2,250 damage in retaliation!
The Turrets are impervious to all attack of any kind! You can't do anything to them...
8,000 damage to the Crown! You take 3 damage in retaliation!
6,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 4,500 damage in retaliation!
+7,000 HP to your ship!
No, it just takes a turn.
> The_Nonexistent_Tazz: BATTLE TECHNIQUE => LV. 10 SLEUTH DIPLOMACY - CEASEFIRE
20,000 damage to the Crown! The Tri-Mage Fighter takes 10,000 damage in retaliation!
I'll fix that.
> crystalcat: BATTLE TECHNIQUE => LV. 10 THAUMIC MIGHT - THAUMIC EYE
15,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship
The Black Matter Gun fires a black cube at the Crown, Confusing it and causing it to not attack this turn!
Nice. I've been on the leaderboard a few times, but never at 1.
+4,000 HP to your ship!
Your next attack will minicrit!
5,000 damage to the Crown! You take 3 damage in retaliation!
Improbability won't have the power to fully heal, but it will still be a pretty big heal.
9,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 6,750 damage in retaliation!
8,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 4,000 damage in retaliation!
Okay.
7,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 5,250 damage in retaliation!
3,000 damage to the Crown! You take 3 damage in retaliation!
6,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 4,500 damage in retaliation!
16,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 6,000 damage in retaliation!
4,000 damage to the Crown! Your ship takes 2,000 damage in retaliation!
The Uber Pirateship Remains' attack stat goes up by 1! The Space Octillery's HP stat is lowered by 1 and its attack stat is raised by 2! The Omega-Class Destroyer switches all of its available modules to Missiles in preparation for its special attack! The Ship of Flesh summons more H.U.N.G.R.Y.! Conchcruiser Hexahedron buffs the Sig-God Demolisher! ████ loses 6,000 HP! The Sig-God Demolisher summons more Drones! The Drones sigmatw sent find no results... Galaxia Darkness enters Vortex Mode! Its Stealth Meter raises by 20%! The HALShip 9000 uses Rail Cannon, dealing 16,000 damage to the Central Holder! The Tri-Mage Fighter continues protecting the Moorblade!
The DUX uses Bonus Dux, creating a DUX Clone that will attack every EOTB! The DUX's attack stat goes up by 1! The Omega-Class Destroyer uses Rebuild, dealing 24,000 damage to the Central Holder! The Ship of Flesh uses Leech Storm, summoning 30 H.U.N.G.R.Y.! The Thaumic Beyond uses Fighter Deployment, dealing 24,000 damage to the Central Holder! Conchcruiser Hexahedron uses Improbability, rolling a (2)! It switches stats with the Omega-Class Destroyer! The Codecharter uses Unicode String, summoning another unicode string that will act in one of Cobalt's posts! The Moorblade 2.1 uses Master Orders, summoning Palutena and dealing 41,600 damage to the Central Holder! The DreamSail uses Royal Flush, taking every card and piling it onto itself! It discards half of the cards but keeps the others, heavily augmenting its stats in the process! The ID_ES uses Dragon Breath Grimiore, destroying the Central Holder!
Artemissile destroyed!
There is a horrible noise as layers of metal grind and screech upon each other, Project Binary's remaining hold on the world deteriorating before his simulated eyes. Miniature explosions mar the Central Holder's broken form as all of you fly back to the perimeter of the room, watching the chaos unfold and knowing that when the Artemissile drops and detonates, it won't be a pretty sight.
Project Binary's form sways dangerously, the two Turrets at its side remaining unmoving, taking respite in their invulnerability. Warnings and danger signs flash across the circumference of its artificial intelligence, and all Project Binary can do is watch. Everything had been in his control, everything on Earth, from the tallest building to the deepest chasms, it was a playground for him to explore and manipulate to his whim. On Earth he was a god, on Minecraft he was a god, and now that the Narrative had decided to finally intervene, he had lost. Even when he was in control of it.
It was impossible, inconceivable, that he had lost, even when his plan had been immaculately designed and carried out. But of course, the Descendants, with their new power, bending the OP Scale to their will, had managed to beat him, like a rogue virus or an unseen variable just waiting to wreak havoc. And for all Project Binary could do, even though he had gone rogue the picosecond he had turned online, he couldn't modify his core programming, his core defenses. And now he was helpless, vulnerable, and raw.
But there is one thing he can do. A thing of such power and scope that there will be nothing to stop him.
In his last seconds on the Moon, Project Binary executes Project Artemis.
And then, there is a giant creaking noise as the Central Holder's remains snap in two, the Artemissile falling to the ground, the potent power in its warhead activating in a blinding flash. You all see a shape quickly dart in front of you, a half of a human body - Godmodder Soul. He extends his hand and a warped bubble of inky darkness forms around all of you and all of your ships, twisting and turning to encompass everyone. Yet even with these defenses, the bubble is blown backwards by the impact.
As a roar of sound encompasses all of you, the explosion screaming out of the chamber and bursting through its ceiling, you all hear a blaring digitized siren that turns itself on, quietly at first, then louder, then quietly, then louder, and so on. The way it's broadcasting its sound makes you all think of some form of code. And then you realize it is a code. Binary code.
PROJECT BINARY: 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100 00110001 01010011 01001110 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100 00110001 01010011 01001110 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100 00110001 01010011 01001110 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100 00110001 01010011 01001110 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100 00110001 01010011 01001110 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100 00110001 01010011 01001110 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100 00110001 01010011 01001110 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100 00110001 01010011 01001110 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100 00110001 01010011 01001110 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100 00110001 01010011 01001110 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100 00110001 01010011 01001110 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100 00110001 01010011 01001110 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100 00110001 01010011 01001110 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100 00110001 01010011 01001110 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100 00110001 01010011 01001110 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100 00110001 01010011 01001110 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100 00110001 01010011 01001110 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100 00110001 01010011 01001110 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100 00110001 01010011 01001110 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100 00110001 01010011 01001110 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100 00110001 01010011 01001110 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100 00110001 01010011 01001110 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100 00110001 01010011 01001110 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100 00110001 01010011 01001110 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100 00110001 01010011 01001110 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100 00110001 01010011 01001110 01000101 01010110 01000101 01010010 01010100 01001000 01000101 01000101 01001110 01000100
The code eternally repeats itself, a constant pattern, a uniform madness, blaring over the undulating sounds of destruction coming from all around you. Then, the sounds of the explosion reach an apex, screaming over all else. You all are forced to clamp your ears shut, but then you actually do hear something scream - a digitized yell warped beyond even the madness of Godmodder Soul's. Project Binary, in his dying throes, broadcasts one last message to all of you.
PROJECT BINARY: Y0U F00LS! Y0U MAY HAVE W0N THE BATTLE, BUT Y0U HAVEN'T W0N THE WAR!
And then, just like that, you all hear the explosion slow down and stop. A sudden rushing sound drags you all forward, as if the explosion is being sucked inwards! And then, there is an abrupt silence. The siren stops. The rush stops. The screaming stops. The drone of static over Project Binary's message stops.
Project Binary stops.
Project Binary is
no more.
Godmodder Soul cackles to himself and the bubble dissipates, giving you all a good look at the remainder of the central chamber. It has been turned into ruins, a mockery of what it once was. The former glory of Project Binary has fallen in but a day. His accomplishments have been ground away; the center of the Moonbase is now just rubble and smoke, its territory being reclaimed by the Moon it was built on. The only reminder of the battle you all just fought are stray pieces of the Artemissile lodged in the ground.
The floor has been ground up into chunks, the barriers around the Artemissile have been reduced to rubble, and the pieces that remain are marred with cracks and ashes. The energy and power that resided in the Artemissile and its apparatuses have gone dark, their glass shattered, with only smoke coming forth. None of you can see the two Turrets anywhere, although you don't see any of their remains, so they were almost certainly teleported away rather than being destroyed.
Suddenly, a wisp appears from the smoke. Vaguely purple in color, it begins to move towards you. It looks like it's Project Binary himself, albeit in a much weaker form than he once was. As he continues his travel, he continues to stay at his comparatively minuscule size. You all wonder where the rest of him went...did it get destroyed as the Artemissile did? His form glitches out sporadically, filling with static and noise. When he speaks, it sounds heavily digitized, even more than his previous voice.
PROJECT BINARY: Y0U...HEH...Y0U D1D 1T. Y0U ALL MANAGED T0 BEAT ME, 1N MY ULT1MATE F0RM. 1 GAVE IT MY BEST IN THE SPACE 1 WAS AL0TTED, BUT 1T WAS N0T EN0UGH.
PROJECT BINARY: MY 1R0N D0M1N10N 0VER TH1S UN1VERSE HAS BEEN L0ST. 1 EXPECT THE P0PULACE 0F EARTH T0 REGA1N THE1R SENSES ANY M1NUTE N0W, AS S00N AS THEY REC0VER FR0M THE1R BLACK0UT Y0UR GUARD1AN DEALT THEM. THEY'LL ALL W0NDER WHAT THEY WERE D01NG F0R THE PAST YEAR, AND F0R WHAT PURP0SE.
PROJECT BINARY: ALL THAT C0NFL1CT, ALL THE C0NTR0L, THE PR0PAGANDA, THE L1ES, THE TRUTHS...ALL G0NE. BUT N0T F0R N0TH1NG. ANY C0NFL1CT, N0 MATTER H0W SMALL, SPREADS. AND TH1S 0NE, AB0VE ALL ELSE, HAS LEFT A MARK. 1 SUSPECT Y0U KN0W THE P0WER MARKS CAN H0LD ALREADY. 0NE 0F THEM 1S STAR1NG AT Y0U.
Godmodder Soul stares at you.
PROJECT BINARY: ALTH0UGH TH1S MAY BE THE LAST Y0U SEE 0F ME 1N TH1S UN1VERSE...
PROJECT BINARY: 1 W1LL REMA1N. 1 W1LL MAKE MY MARK.
PROJECT BINARY: N0W, 1 MUST G0 W1TH MY BR0THERS.
What remains of Project Binary disintegrates in a flash of green, his form being transported a universe away. There is still havoc to be wrought, as far as the Conflict is concerned. Godmodder Soul begins to realize what just occurred, and starts yelling at the night.
GODMODDER SOUL: Oh no you don't. OH NO YOU DON'T. You're not going to get away from me THAT EASILY! Insert cliche quote here!
GODMODDER SOUL: I've gotta follow these guys, I've gotta stop them... Whatever they're doing, I need to know! I need to know before I eviscerate them! Those Binaries are nothing but a bunch of lies, you know! They've been orchestrating all of this since the very beginning, all of it! Working behind the scenes, setting up the board, I've just been a pawn in their scheme!
GODMODDER SOUL: why is this happening
GODMODDER SOUL: I was never really one for chess. I always preferred checkers myself. That way, I could be the king.
GODMODDER SOUL:
GODMODDER SOUL:
GODMODDER SOUL:
GODMODDER SOUL: GET IT? I'll be the king of everything? It's funny.
GODMODDER SOUL: Anyway, I'd love to stop and chat. In fact, I love it so much I'm doing it right now! But as I said earlier, I'm needed elsewhere. And even if I didn't say that earlier, at least I said it now. I have to show these snakes who's the REAL final boss around here, yaknowwhatimean?
GODMODDER SOUL: BINARY! ALSO BINARY AND BINARY. IF YOU CAN HEAR ME, I'M COMING TO KICK YOUR ASS!
GODMODDER SOUL: ES.
Godmodder Soul gives you all a final salute, and begins to move to fly away, presumably back to Minecraft. But then, he stops, and his head turns 180 degrees around to look at you.
GODMODDER SOUL: You know, come to think of it...you guys might be able to help me.
GODMODDER SOUL: After all, if you all were able to beat Binary the first time, you have a good shot of beating him a second time. It's FOOLPROOF!
GODMODDER SOUL: Or I could just kill you. Which I might probably definitely do. But we'll get to that later.
GODMODDER SOUL: So, what do you say? I'll give you all a free ticket to GodCraft to seal the deal.
GODMODDER SOUL: Okay good, I'll take your lack of reponse as a resounding yes.
GODMODDER SOUL: Nice to know we're all on the same page here!
GODMODDER SOUL: Now how should we get to GodCraft... We could do the bubble or I could just teleport you there.
GODMODDER SOUL: Be warned though. If we do the bubble thing there's a minor 90% chance that all of us will be annihilated by shadow demons. Er, all of you, I mean.
GODMODDER SOUL: And if we do the teleportation thing, I can't guarantee the safety of all of your limbs.
GODMODDER SOUL: So yeah maybe we shouldn't do either of those. If only there was a safer way we could get to GodCraft...
GODMODDER SOUL:
GODMODDER SOUL:
GODMODDER SOUL:
GODMODDER SOUL: Like some sort of ship or something...
GODMODDER SOUL:
GODMODDER SOUL:
GODMODDER SOUL:
GODMODDER SOUL: Eh whatever let's do the teleport thing.
Before any of you have a chance to correct Godmodder Soul, none of you can feel anything at all and you're flying across reality. The only thing you know is the chaotic laughter of Godmodder Soul.
Meanwhile, in the wreckage of Universe C, Binary Prime and the Employer have been encircling the once-glorious universe in a death grip. The two have been traveling around the edge of the universe, expanding and consuming the wreckage left behind from the apocalypse. Although the Red Dragon tore through nearly the entire universe upon its release, there is still plenty of sustenance for the two forces of Conflict.
However, their motions have been somewhat sluggish, as if they've been intentionally holding back. As if they've been waiting for something. Or for someone.
As the Descendants and Godmodder Soul float in between universes, the Moonbase itself shudders in time with the aftershocks of the Artemissile's explosion. The Moonbase has been de-established, all of its systems falling offline for the first time since its creation. Project Binary's numerous propaganda chambers and holding cells have been disabled, and every contingency plan bar one has been extinguished. And so it was that the Moonbase's inhabitants walked out of their cells willingly for the first time.
Every Minecraft player was stuck up there, the men on the moon. And there wasn't a thing any of them could do about their predicament until the Descendants came along. They had been forced to sit through hours of mind-numbing propaganda and messages about the truth of Project Binary and how he would cleanse everyone and everything. Yet everyone who had played Minecraft was at least in some way resistant to Project Binary's messages.
No one knew exactly how or why these powers had manifested, but everyone knew one thing for certain - this ability was the only thing keeping them from certain death. Project Binary hated every player of Minecraft, every last one, with a burning passion, because they had been the only thing keeping him from conquest over all. To him, they were a disease, or at the very least some sort of error. He had wanted them gone. But now he was gone.
Everyone was wearing clothes that had been branded with their Minecraft username and a serial number representing what copy of Minecraft they had bought, and so it was that the members of the faction of Robomonkey met together for the first time in the real world. They regarded each other with disbelief, knowing that they had been friends what seemed a lifetime ago. Back then, on GodCraft, life had seemed so much simpler. And now they didn't know what to do.
The obvious course of action would be to find a way off of the Moonbase, but most of the Seekers had gone offline and the majority of the Minecraft population didn't even know how to fly them or re-activate them at all. So, with nothing left to do, they waited. And waited.
Yeah, they waited for a while. This part's pretty boring.
PABU: I still can't believe we're meeting each other for the first time...
KENNYDIES42: you mean meeting each other on earth for the first time
PABU: You know what I meant!
DELIRIOUS_BIZNASTY: thank god for these shirts, right
DELIRIOUS_BIZNASTY: i mean if it hadn't been for these we wouldn't have known who any of us were
SWEDGE987654321: Do any of you think They're here?
PABU: They?
KENNYDIES42: Who
SWEDGE987654321: You know, Them. Oh, blast. I've been so used to communicating to you all through text I forgot none of you can tell if I'm capitalizing any letters out of order.
DELIRIOUS_BIZNASTY: pfft
DELIRIOUS_BIZNASTY: you still talk the same way you typed back on godcraft
DELIRIOUS_BIZNASTY: is this how you talk normally or is it just a facade
SWEDGE987654321: How dare you suggest that this isn't how I normally speak because it totally isn't I mean come on.
PABU: Hahaha. Never change.
PABU: So hey, Kenny-
KENNYDIES42: matt
PABU: Oh, uh. I never thought to ask what your real name was.
KENNYDIES42: Nows a good time to know i guess.
PABU: Yeah... Anyway, Matt. Could you, uh, nudge KNIGHTS over there? I want to make sure he's alive.
KENNYDIES42: the guy's been staring out this window for a while but he's breathing
KENNYDIES42: Why did i need to nudge him if i could just check if he's oh god hes not breathing
PABU: WHAT
DELIRIOUS_BIZNASTY: AGH
SWEDGE987654321: Oh.
KENNYDIES42: haha just messing with you guys he's okay.
KENNYDIES42: you are, right
KENNYDIES42: knights?
KNIGHTS_WHO_SAY_NI: i see it...
SWEDGE987654321: Please tell me you're not going to channel the powers of a cherubic manchild again.
KNIGHTS_WHO_SAY_NI: no seriously you guys, i see it!
KNIGHTS_WHO_SAY_NI: something is changing on earth!
DELIRIOUS_BIZNASTY: come on knights you ain't fooling anyone with your okay something IS changing
It was true. From the numerous windows of the Moonbase, everyone on it had a clear view of planet Earth. Earth had been surrounded by an orchid aura ever since Project Binary had begun broadcasting his messages onto it, but now the aura was changing, fluctuating, growing bigger than it ever had. And then there was a flash of blinding white--
--and then there was nothing. Earth had been restored. Project Binary's power had disappeared. Everyone watching from the Moonbase's windows cheered and screamed, realizing at once, as a collective, what had happened. They could only imagine how everyone on Earth itself had reacted when they realized the constant drone of static in their heads had disappeared their thoughts were not their own no longer.
Yet as everyone on the Moonbase rejoiced, there was a piercing siren that blared across its halls. Everyone clamped their ears shut, some jumping in shock. Everyone shuddered as they expected the siren to worm its way into their minds and force them to submit to their demands, yet it did not. It was only a normal siren, blaring as red lights shone throughout the entire base. Then, a mechanical voice speaks.
C0NT1NGENCY PLAN #901 - C0DENAMED PR0JECT ARTEM1S - ACT1VATED. 1N1T1AT1NG.
Everyone feels a low rumble.
Meanwhile, on Earth, the entire human population feels their heads clear for the first time in several months. Everyone begins to come to the conclusion that Project Binary was not the way, was not the truth, and was not their salvation. Project Binary had been nothing but a machine of lies ever since that September day, and perhaps, ever since he had been constructed. The governments of Earth all make official announcements saying that work would begin immediately on erasing what traces of Project Binary's influence remained, such as tearing down all of his propaganda posters.
And the government of the United Stats unanimously voted to tear down the Conclave, the tower that now represented the hub of everything wrong with the world. The truth came out soon enough: the players of GodCraft, the very ones that had been labelled as enemies of the world, were heroes. They had shut down the Operation, they had torn apart GodCraft, and what's more - they had killed both the Godmodder and Project Binary.
Eager for a fresh start, everyone on Earth seemed at ease. Yet those who tried to go on Minecraft found that they could not - only error messages had returned, yet peculiar ones, such as "server destroyed" or "world annihilated". No one thought to question it, but deep in everyone's gut, they all knew - something hadn't been taken care of.
Everyone feels a low rumble.
At a circumstantially simultaneous moment, the Descendants and Godmodder Soul touch down on GodCraft. Immediately, all of you see Binary Prime and the Employer's tendrils snaking through the sky, ravaging the ruins of an already-broken universe. The instant all of you land (with all of your limbs intact), the two Binaries snake through the skies, weaving a pillar of light that descends down onto the server.
BINARY PRIME: 01010111 01000101 01001100 01001100 00101100 00100000 01010111 01000101 01001100 01001100 00101100 00100000 01010111 01000101 01001100 01001100 00101110 00100000 01001100 00110000 00110000 01001011 00100000 01010111 01001000 00110000 00100111 01010011 00100000 01000010 01000001 01000011 01001011 00101110
THE EMPLOYER: THE DESCENDANTS AND THE G0DM0DDER. HAVE ALL 0F Y0U C0ME T0 F1NALLY LEARN Y0UR PLACES 1N THE GRAND 0RDER 0F TH1NGS?
GODMODDER SOUL: Absolutely NOT! We're here to KICK--
THE EMPLOYER: YES, YES, 1 KN0W! WE HEARD Y0UR 0UTBURST 0N THE PER1PHERY 0F 0UR M1NDS.
GODMODDER SOUL: Oh, you did, did you?
THE EMPLOYER: 1 JUST SA1D WE-
GODMODDER SOUL: Good! Then you know exactly what's coming to you.
GODMODDER SOUL: And you all know that you deserve it. Don't think I don't know what you all were planning to do to me!
GODMODDER SOUL: You were going to trap me in pesky Personality Factories, rearrange the furniture in my mind, eh? Steal my popcorn machines, trap me in TUBAS...
GODMODDER SOUL: I heard you all conniving behind my backs, you're traitors, backstabbers!
THE EMPLOYER: ...WE WEREN'T G01NG T0--
GODMODDER SOUL: The evidence is right here in front of me, and it's DAMNING!
GODMODDER SOUL: I'm gonna show you who the real final boss of this game is!
GODMODDER SOUL: RAAARARRAAUUUAAAAUUAGHGHGGHGGGGHHGH!
Godmodder Soul stomps his foot on the ground, and a javelin made of chicken flesh pops into his hand! Quick as a wink, he flies towards the two Binaries, his sword bursting into flames and kitten poop! He begins to do battle with the Binaries, fighting them as quick as he can, giving them nearly no time to react! But then, another hand bursts from his back and stretches all the way to the Descendants, holding another javelin!
GODMODDER SOUL: Don't think I've forgotten about all of you. I need to be fair and equal!
GODMODDER SOUL: You guys will receive similar punishment.
Godmodder Soul then proceeds to slice and slash at all of you, his strikes somehow hitting all of you at once! All of you retreat to your ships and fly to higher ground, but the battle is stopped by the sight of a gleaming light in the sky that ends up barreling straight towards Godmodder Soul's location! It slams onto the ground, embedding itself in bedrock, and then all of you see it - a wisp of purple energy! A holographic image of Project Binary forms from it, staring down Godmodder Soul through circular eyes...
PROJECT BINARY: S0 MUCH P0WER 1'VE L0ST... 1 AM BUT A SHRED N0W. A M0CKERY.
PROJECT BINARY: YET 1 AM ST1LL HERE. AND S0 ARE Y0U, G0DM0DDER.
GODMODDER SOUL: Here you are, all three of you! I bet now you're going to start up your master plan, huh?
GODMODDER SOUL: You're going to trap me in a death trap of trappingness and trap me!
PROJECT BINARY: ...
THE EMPLOYER: ...
BINARY PRIME: 00101110 00101110 00101110
GODMODDER SOUL: Yeah, I know you just said "..." in binary, VERY FUNNY.
BINARY PRIME: 01011001 00110000 01010101 00100000 01010100 00110000 00110000 01001011 00100000 01010100 01001000 01000101 00100000 01010100 00110001 01001101 01000101 00100000 01010100 00110000 00100000 01000100 01000101 01000011 00110000 01000100 01000101 00100000 00110001 01010100 00111111
GODMODDER SOUL: Pfft. What do you think I am, a mathematician? I've got a plugin!
BINARY PRIME: 01010100 01001000 01000001 01010100 00100000 01000100 00110000 01000101 01010011 01001110 00100111 01010100 00100000 01001101 01000001 01001011 01000101 00100000 01010011 01000101 01001110 01010011 01000101 00101110
GODMODDER SOUL: What of course it does! Binary involves numbers, right? So you have to be a mathematician to understand it... Ugh whatever, you're sidetracking me, YOU'RE TRYING TO DISTRACT ME!
GODMODDER SOUL: They're trying to distract me, do you all SEE this?!
PROJECT BINARY: Y0U WERE THE 0NE WH0 STARTED TH1S C0NVERSAT10N, AND 1'LL BE THE 0NE T0 END 1T.
PROJECT BINARY: EN0UGH 0F TH1S! WE END TH1S F1GHT HERE AND N0W! JUST US AND Y0U.
PROJECT BINARY: 1F Y0U REALLY ARE THE F1NAL B0SS, THE ALPHA AND THE 0MEGA, L1KE Y0U CLA1M Y0U ARE...
PROJECT BINARY: THEN Y0U SH0ULD HAVE N0 TR0UBLE F1N1SH1NG 0FF ALL THREE 0F US, C0RRECT?
GODMODDER SOUL: Bring it on, you blabbering boasting binary behemoth of badness.
PROJECT BINARY: SHUT. UP.
PROJECT BINARY: N0W 1 KN0W THAT MY QUEST T0 DESTR0Y Y0U HAS BEEN VAL1D TH1S WH0LE T1ME.
PROJECT BINARY: EVEN 1F Y0U H0LD SUCH GREAT P0WER, Y0U ARE A NU1SANCE. AND A CRAFTY 0NE.
PROJECT BINARY: T1ME T0 END TH1S.
GODMODDER SOUL: ...
GODMODDER SOUL: So it's a fight you want?
PROJECT BINARY: 1 L1TERALLY JUST SA1D TH--
Godmodder Soul once again flashsteps in front of the Binaries, electricity sparking around his fist. In one punch, he slams into the three of them, knocking them backwards a fair distance. Godmodder Soul remains floating in the air and spits out his remaining words.
GODMODDER SOUL: Then it's a fight you'll get.
And so, the battle against Godmodder Soul, Project Binary, the Employer, and Binary Prime began. And all of you watched. Oh yeah. This is happening. Split, pass me some popcorn? For once you want to watch the fighting? And yeah sure, here's some. Thanks. They're gonna tear each other apart. We can just sit back and relax.
Godmodder Soul turns from the fight, staring at you all once more.
GODMODDER SOUL: Hey. I thought I told all of you that you would get punished too! Did you think I forgot that?
GODMODDER SOUL: Well, I didn't, surprisingly. How about you make yourselves useful for once? Fulfill your end of the bargain I set up?
With a menacing glow in his eye, Godmodder Soul extends the flames in his right arm, causing them to spiral throughout the sky and lash out at you! You all are flown into the air, landing right in the middle of the Binaries' brawl against Godmodder Soul. Godmodder Soul's spine becomes a drill of bone that pierces through your armor, Binary Prime subjects you to raw code and corrupts your bodies, The Employer's eye unleashes a massive W-shaped laser, and Project Binary constricts you all in his tail and throws you back on to the ground.
Godmodder Soul looks upset at you.
GODMODDER SOUL: Oh, come on! You don't mean to tell me you didn't hit them ONCE during all of that? You were in there for, what, 5 minutes? I even stole some of Split's popcorn while I was watching! And fighting, I guess.
You've got to be kidding me. Wow.
You all scramble to think of ways to get out of this.. You're caught in the middle of a melee between the most powerful man on Minecraft and the three most powerful snakes in the universe! If only there was some way to bring all of your power to the table... Of course! You all quickly remember that the OP Scale was just lessened for you! Surely this has got to give you some leeway! But how to use this power...? Is there a weak spot that you could use to your advantage?
And then you all remember something that has been repeated to you before and has been made plainly obvious to you now. Godmodder Soul's mental strength is very weak. If you all can somehow get into his head, then you'll be able to bend it to your will, and maybe even help Alpha if it comes to that. You all realize it's a risky move, but it's your only option. The other one is suicide.
And so, all of you dash towards Godmodder Soul, who looks back at you while his seven other arms are fending off the Binaries using porkchops that petrify whatever they see. He grins, mistaking your mad dash for a call to arms.
GODMODDER SOUL: Alright, now we're talking! You guys are getting into the battle for real, huh?
You all pull out a large amount of indigo fire that dances through the air and lights up everything around. The Godmodder's grin falters and vanishes, replaced by a look of utter horror.
GODMODDER SOUL: Hey now, wh-what are you doing? Don't get that stuff near me you know I don't like it--
GODMODDER SOUL: TTTTTTTTTTNEVER TOUCH SOMEONE WHERE THEY DON'T WANT TO BE TOUCHED
GODMODDER SOUL: ALHJGHLGHGHOEOIEJFJJGHGHGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
GODMODDER SOUL: The many are one. The one is many. The third eye conceals yet reveals. All can be seen under the blacklight of the scribe's pen. All can be destroyed by the geometry hidden beneath the moon.
GODMODDER SOUL: A point of origin, above and beyond. From out of nowhere, he comes, riding on the clouds. Psychopathic in mind, psychopathic in heart, psychopathic in soul. The holy trinity.
GODMODDER SOUL: With infinite versions of any given outcome, one of them is bound to be in a universe with no other outcomes. Parallel universes simultaneously prove and disprove themselves. That ain't Falco. The formal wear is but a formality. Bowtie. Top hat. Cane. Stopwatch. A wheel of symbols, endlessly circulating betwixt each breath of time. All of time and space, and the space outside of space. Where does it end? Does it even end?
GODMODDER SOUL: Red Glasses. Green Glasses. Right Wing. Broken Bow. Escutcheon. Blue Cross. Pokeball. Wine Glass. Foxtail. Lapis Lazuli. Twisted Horn. Golden Crown. Space Helmet. Universal Door. Pickaxe. Soon an Eye will join the throng, marked by the Dragon's song. Sandvich makes me strong. One of these does not belong.
GODMODDER SOUL: Circumstantial simultaneity. Explosions of red and blue, days apart but precisely on schedule. Two halves destroyed at once. A detonation. Rebirth. Regenesis. Revelations.
GODMODDER SOUL: FUNTIME! EVERY MINUTE, EVERY SECOND, WILL HELP YOU FOCUS ON THE FUNDAMENTALS!
GODMODDER SOUL: HI, I'M STEVE PININGTON--
Silence.
None of you can move for several minutes, but after a bit, you feel yourselves starting to move again. As if you're floating. When your vision is regained, you all realize you're on top of a giant stone pillar floating above an ancient black landscape. You all jump off and head to the ground, surveying this void you've become trapped in. After looking at it for a bit and spotting the ruins of an eye symbol to your left, you all come to one conclusion. You made it.
You're in the Godmodder's mindscape.
The Godmodder's mindscape has been reduced to eternally floating rubble symbolic of all of his memories, his hopes, his dreams, and his fear. The only stable thing in the entirety of the place, as far as you can see, is a fuchsia pyramid in the distance. There's a cobalt light at the top of it that shines almost like a signal flare or a distress beacon. You all look at each other. Alpha. You suddenly hear a booming voice that resonates throughout all of your heads...
GODMODDER SOUL: WHO GOES THERE?!
GODMODDER SOUL: GET OUT OF MY MIND!
You all look behind yourselves and see a colossal wave that's bearing down on the entire landscape. You all try to move, but your legs feel like lead, and you can't do anything as you are consumed. Your vision goes black and you all struggle to not drown, but then you all realize how much power you could potentially hold in this realm! You all push back the current, and it works! The wave explodes and you all break free! You hear an angry shout, and a massive fist of pure electricity comes barreling down from the skies! You all flashstep out of the way, fire of corruption and oblivion forming where the fist struck!
GODMODDER SOUL: NONE OF YOU ARE WELCOME HERE! BEGONE! HASTA LA VISTA! SAYONARA! GESUNDHEIT!
GODMODDER SOUL: I WILL BREAK YOU, LITTLE MAN!
The fist comes back down, but all of you are quick to dodge it this time, avoiding all of Godmodder Soul's gauntlets and deathtraps, which mainly come in the form of wallmaster-like hands. You all hear a voice from above, one that you've heard subliminally before but now hear in full force.
ALPHA: You all made it! I was hoping you would pick up my messages. Good thing they aren't around, so that gives us some time to talk! Quick, up here!
You all scale the fuchsia pyramid, the wind whistling in your ears. Even though there's no such eye around, you feel as if you're being watched by someone... And of course, you are. You're in the Godmodder's mind now. Even though he doesn't hold as much power here as he would like to, this is still his domain. Regardless. you all make it to the top of the pyramid. Where the capstone should be, there's a fuchsia pillar. Chained to it is Alpha.
ALPHA: Alright, keep this in mind: under any other circumstances I would be snapping all of your necks and moving on to take over another universe, but this is a matter of life and death here.
ALPHA: I could die here. You could die here. An entire universe would go under, and I'd go with it. I'd prefer to stay alive.
ALPHA: ...The universe can go, though.
ALPHA: But anyway. I'm assuming you came here to try and finish off Omega from inside his mind. I think you'll find that I'm more than willing to help with this.
ALPHA: Omega made a deal with the devil, one that corrupted him beyond repair. He wasn't the same split I fell in mutual agreement with.
ALPHA: Now all I feel for him is rage. Mind-shattering rage.
ALPHA: Understand?
Too much. Too much.
ALPHA: Hah. I understand that you understand. Understand?
ALPHA: No, I'm falling into his trap. Omega loves meaningless words, tangents, like that.
ALPHA: I despise it. I prefer to be concise. So I'll do that right now.
ALPHA: The Omega I knew is gone. He's become twisted by corruption and oblivion.
ALPHA: I would initiate a Shatter with him right now if I could, but he was smarter than that in the moment of his rebirth.
ALPHA: I believe he's used up the majority of his mental strength to chain me here, at the top of this pyramid, so that I can't break free and engage him in the Shatter he so rightly deserves.
ALPHA: He's also taken many of his most despised memories and sent them here to taunt me. Weaken me. Add on to my rage and subtract from my strength.
ALPHA: All of these memories remind him of the times he failed, where he was overshadowed, where some force was stronger than him.
ALPHA: After the Incarnate's defeat, the old Omega would have been content to go back to his roots, like the Dragon told him to.
ALPHA: But the new Omega has taken my advice to a fault.
ALPHA: I am Omega's opposite. I must always be the most powerful and expand, conquering everything in my path. Yet I'm cool about it. I keep my rage in check more often than he ever did.
ALPHA: So Omega sent me these memories to remind me of all the times he failed. That I failed.
ALPHA: You break the memories, you free me.
ALPHA: You free me?
ALPHA: I break him. I'll give you your Shatter.
ALPHA: Do we have a deal--no, poor choice of words.
ALPHA: Do you accept, that is?
What more can you do? This is probably your only shot at defeating Godmodder Soul... You all accept. The last obstacle in your way is here... You've all gone through so much in this war, and now it's time to end it all by purging the fight at its source. As you all contemplate this, the sky fills with fuchsia. Alpha gasps and strains against his chains.
ALPHA: Here they come! Get ready!
Shadows of living color, mere silhouettes of bosses past, float in an ensemble above you all. The forms of Psi-Scratch, King Ikea, Bill Cipher, the Ghost of GLaDOS, Lord English, and the High-Queen... All of them represent times when the Godmodder was overshadowed, when the spotlight was stolen from him. They are what's chaining Alpha, and they are the only thing stopping you from destroying the Godmodder.
And so, all of you charge.
How to Play:
This is it. The final part of Trial 7. And what better way to truly end the game than with a boss rush mode? I've had one planned since the very beginning, but I wasn't sure how to implement it - and for a while considered not doing one at all, considering how time-consuming the game's been already - until now. So let's get on with it, shall we? We've got a game to end.
To start, none of your ships have made it into the mind. They're not destroyed but you just won't be able to use them. You'll have to fight six bosses in this order: The Hive-Queen, Lord English, the Arrival forces (Ghost of GLaDOS, King Ikea, and Ascendant Bill Cipher), and Psi-Scratch. As you destroy the boss memories, the chains imprisoning Alpha will weaken! Once you destroy all six bosses, Alpha will initiate a Shatter. Don't worry about defending Alpha. Until he initiates the Shatter, he's invulnerable!
One boss will appear every turn, except for the Arrival forces; all three will appear at once! You have no time limit to defeat these bosses, although if you let them pile up, you'll be in for some trouble... When you die, you will respawn outside of Godmodder Soul's mind. You will have to spend one post heading back in. You will lose if all of you die at once!
And now, for the unique gameplay hook: since you're in Godmodder Soul's mindscape, you'll be able to take Godmodder Soul's other memories and manipulate them to your will, having them fight for you! These will basically act like entities,
Each turn, there will be a Boss Pool. You can pick one of three bosses each turn that you can recruit to use in battle. Every boss has different powers, so make sure to pick which boss is best for all of you! There won't be a boss for every player individually, there will be one boss for the whole group! Decide who you want to summon as a team! Bosses have HP like normal, and if they die, they die for good! You can't resummon them in a later Boss Pool.
In addition, there will be an Entity Pool every other turn. You as a group will be able to take three entities from the Pool and use them to help out your Boss! They will disappear at the end of the turn. Their powers aren't as great as the Bosses, but they vary much more than the Bosses' powers!
Lastly, although this is Godmodder Soul's mindscape, keep in mind that you all have been powered by the Final Rave! You all have the power to manipulate the mindscape to some extent. Try experimenting with this new power and see what you can do with it! Depending on how you manipulate it, you might either increase or decrease Godmodder Soul's Mindscape Stability!
Also, before anyone asks: no, you don't get Spoils of War for killing these.
First boss up: the High-Queen! We'll start off simple for now, but as it progresses, the bosses will get more and more complicated...
The Itinerary:
> All: Defeat the X Bosses Godmodder Soul has conjured up and in doing so, free Alpha from his prison!
> All: Try to influence Godmodder Soul's mindscape!
I. FINAL WAVE .III. DEMONHEAD .IIIII. INFESTATION .IIIIV. ASCENT .IVV. EXODUS .VVI. ECLIPSE .VIThe Pyramidion:
insert_generic_username: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor. Runic Shielding: 100%.
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: 100%.
gutza1: [AG] HP: 28/25. Has Super Armor.
Netpatham: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
Irecreeper: [AG] HP: 22/25. 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.
sigmatw: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
jondanger23: [AG] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
ProofofconcepT: [PG] HP: 20/20.
The_Serpent: [PG] HP: 20/20.
ManiacMasteR: [N] HP: 25/25.
K4yne: [N] HP: 22/25.
Fseftr: [N] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
engie_ninja: [N] HP:25/25.
The_Idea_Modpack_Mod_Man: [N] HP: 22/25. Has Super Armor.
5l1n65h07: [N] HP: 25/25. Has Super Armor.
BOSS POOL: C-Mech. (Attacks deal splash damage.) Z-Mech. (Can bodyguard players.) SJ-Mech. (Can attack twice.)
Split: [N] HP: 250,000/250,000. Weapon Mode: Perfect Split. Seeing Red: I
Build: [AG] HP: 200,000/200,000.
High-Queen X: [PG] HP: 450,000/450,000. Imbued with the powers of Fear.
Alpha: [GM] HP: 125/125. Chains: (x6.) Restraining Alpha. When all of them are gone, the Shatter will begin.
Godmodder Soul: [GM?] HP: . Mindscape Stability: 100%. (Relatively speaking.) Currently fighting Project Binary, the Employer, and Binary Prime.
Curses of Anti-Entities, Anti-Charging, and Anti-Alchemies are in effect. If you die, you need to post saying you respawn.
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 DISABLED (pionoplayer)
Waluigi Thyme: ...IS OVER. (Irecreeper)
Withered Plate: IIII READY (TT2000)
Auditory Piston: III DISABLED (The_Idea_Modpack_Mod_Man)
Inferno Servo: III READY (Netpatham)
Magma Multiplier: IIII READY (Fseftr)
Silver Eye: III READY (crystalcat)
Table Leg: III DISABLED (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 DISABLED (crystalcat)
Kitsune Charm: II READY (Talist)
Glitch Wrench: IIII READY (gutza1)
Hard-Light Gun: III READY (ProofofconcepT)
Oblivion's Topper: III DISABLED (The_Nonexistent_Tazz)
Pale Valve: IIII READY (The_Serpent)
Giant Gear: IIII DISABLED (CobaltShade)
Nether Spire: IIIII READY (Amperz4nd)
Amethyst Spike: IIIII READY (5l1n65h07)
Brass Knuckles: IIIIII DISABLED (Irecreeper)
Sacred Items:
17 Hog Slop
15 Elf Tears
8 Pie Filling
8 Weasel Snot
Quick note, I'm going to be going on vacation for 2 weeks, starting Sunday. For that time period, I shall lack computer access, and will be going into Richard's Mindscape in order to find where the Brand is effecting him. You guys attack the memories.
I pull out another card from the deck...the Empress."The Arcana is the means by which all is revealed...Celebrate life's grandeur...It's brilliance...It's magnificence..."
"Richard, you do realize we could have used our fleet of ships. Or my portals. Or someone else's power. Oh, well. Time for the Alpha of the Omega. Not of the universe, just of this forum. And my goodness, this is going to be entertaining."My wings grow a couple of feet.
"This is the endHold your breath and count to tenFeel the earth move and then
Hear my heart burst again
For this is the end
I've drowned and dreamt this moment
So overdue I owe them
Swept away, I'm stolen
Let the sky fall
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together
Let the sky fall
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together
At skyfall
That skyfall
Skyfall is where we start
A thousand miles and poles apart
Where worlds collide and days are dark
You may have my number, you can take my name
But you'll never have my heart
Let the sky fall (let the sky fall)
When it crumbles (when it crumbles)
We will stand tall (we will stand tall)
Face it all together
Let the sky fall (let the sky fall)
When it crumbles (when it crumbles)
We will stand tall (we will stand tall)
Face it all together
At skyfall.
And speaking of the sky falling..."An absurdly gargantuan portal opens up. Everyone in Richard's mind wonders just what is going to come out.
"
TO ME! SHIPS! I CALL THEE, Uber Pirate remains. Shipship. Disco Deathball. CLYP Prototype. DUX. AND Space Octillery!"The ships exit the portal with the same stats as they were left with back in the other world."I CALL THEE, Omega-Class Destroyer. TARDIS. Dragonfly. Ship of Flesh. Thaumic Beyond. Conchcruiser Hexahedron. Codecharter. H.A.C. Tesseract. TT's Supership. Torus. Moorblade 2.1. ObsidianObsidianObsidianObsidian. Dreamsail. ID_ES. Sig-God Demolisher. Return. Planet Express Ship. Teeny Drone. Battleship Halberd. Galaxia Darkness. HALShip 9000. Umbra. AND A23 Juggernaut!"All the ships exit at the same time."I had to make it massive for a reason, guys. I CALL THEE, Tri-Mage Fighter. AND Serpentine!"The final two ships exit through the portal, but they all lack pilots. Thus, they all crash straight into High Queen X. I collapse from sheer exhaustion, but I am not done. My soul leaves my body and dives straight into the deepest depths of Richard's mind. My body is now soulless, and falls straight into a portal which closes after it.Inside Richard's Mindscape, near the Brand"Now then, time to find the brand. This could take a long time, perhaps two weeks. I have a feeling that it shall be almost two weeks."See you after my vacation, everyone!KICK THE BINARIES OUT OF THIS WORLD! RESCUE ALPHA! AND, AS ALWAYS,DESTROY THE GODMODDER!!!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."
I throw a bug spray nuke at the Hive Queen X.
It's High Noon
I overheal myself with Seventh Sin.
Guys, no point in posting further attacks.
Godmodder Soul will finish them off, even if we didn't.
DTG Co Labs
Nope, sorry guys, no Destroy the Godmodder relevant stuff here...
At least, not yet.
Excuse me while I make a Seriously? face at the fact that the DUX didn't use Bonus DUX for whatever strange reason.
GODDAMN IT
STUPID GENDERFLIP VIRUS
I confuse at my nametag shenanigans not working.
/null
[Client thread/INFO] [Natura]: TConstruct, we're going to take over the world!
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Alright, last turn is FINISHED. This is it, the last gameplay event of the entire thread. And now that that's done...
I know that this is probably a bad time for me to be saying this considering that we're at the cusp of the End of Act 4, but as of tomorrow, I'm going on vacation! This is similiar to what happened for the first half of Intermission 2, although it's not really an Intermission. Feel free to post as normal until you've used up your three posts. I'll be back on the 23rd, when gameplay will resume as normal.
See you, everybody! Stay tuned!
=TURN ONE=
=ACTION=
I attempt to select the Z-Mech from the Boss Pool, then look for a D6 to reroll it with.
I then begin lifting the Brass Knuckles, and attack the High-Queen with a massive, spiked whip! (which happens to be the ARMISTYX in SPIKED WHIP SCYTHE MODE) I entangle the High-Queen, and then tighten the entanglement, puncturing skin / whatever and leaving it open to a bigger attack...
Said bigger attack is me using CHAIRNOVA on it.
The dream that you've never dreamed is suddenly about to FLOWER.
Chair-City? (Ind) (Tra)
I vote for the Z-MECH. He seems to be the most useful.
I force the HIVE QUEEN to watch all of the YouTube Videos. All of them. While it's mind is destroyed from the vids, I perform Safer-Sephiroth's SUPERNOVA move on it.
THE PROPHECY SEEMED FAR AWAY
BUT FINALLY WE'VE REACHED THE DAY
GIVE UP THE PAST, EMBRACE THE STRANGE
EVERYTHING YOU CARE ABOUT WILL CHANGE
When both sides are doomed, which do you choose?
DOWN HERE IT'S KILL OR BE KILLED
PIT_ICARUS' TURN (3/3 Actions Remaining):
Well, this is it. The final obstacle between us and the defeat of the godmodder.
We've come so far. And now it begins. Time for the final push.
Whatever it takes, we can pull this off.
I have no doubts about it.
"Let's go!"
"I was starting to get a little tired."
"It's showtime!"
First order of actions: Dual Spoil the Molten Processor and Rapidfire Bow together against the PG standing right in front of us.