I pull out a phone that looks like it was from the nineties, dial a particular number, and wait.
Elsewhere
Aboard the ETS Caliber, a phone starts ringing. TECHPIECE picks it up, listens to it for a while, then turns to the crew.
"THE BATTLE, IT SEEMS, IS OVER. WE WIN. NOW'S THE CLEANUP STAGES."
Celebratory shouts echo out from the ship, along with transmissions of the victory. Other ships pick up the signal, and more, and more, until virtually the entire company knows about the result of the war. However, among the celebrations, two lone individuals turn to each other.
"I just wanna know where the duck came from."
"Hmm... Pretty sure that's gonna be revealed, along with a few other things."
"This waiting business is painful."
"...Well, there's not much else to do. Maybe I could introduce you to the new guy?"
"There's a new guy?"
"Yeah. Come with me."
The ambiguous duo get up, quietly excuse themselves from the festivities, then head off to the depths of the Mainframe, through endless twisting corridors, until eventually, they come across a single room, where someone lies in wait. (Please note that the MCF does not allow for the true profanity of Walker's speech.)
"Hello hello? Uh, Walker, you awake?"
"ONE MOMENT, DAMMIT. I ONLY JUST GOT UP. NOW, WHERE THE HELL DID YOU TWO COME FROM?"
"Just came to check on you."
"THEN THE TWO OF YOU ARE NOTED, AS THE LAST VISITORS WERE."
The sound of heavy, animatronic footsteps echo through the room as someone moves to the door.
"...What is this guy? He sounds inhuman."
"An animatronic. You know how Golden Freddy was sighted recently in the war?"
"Don't tell me that guy's from-"
"YOU BETTER (word removed) BELIEVE IT."
A pair of eyes, obscured by a pair of darkened goggles, stare out of the room.
"Ever been curious about how this whole mess started? How the Godmodder rose to power?"
"A little, yeah."
"Well, this is the guy we're sending back to check on it. Along with another capable being..."
And then, a familiar-looking, seemingly ordinary duck waddles out of the room that Walker's being kept in.
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Meanwhile in the Universe of Destroy Notch.
A dark entity walks forward towards a chanting crowd... no a chanting army... battlships loom over the skys as legions and legions of soldier and armored vehicles march.
"For far too long, I have been idle, for far too long have I been a mockery,"
A portal appears and a agent comes not from the future but from the past and hands the dark entity a suit case.
"now with the help of the Aryan Modder's powers I will do what the Godmodder and Psi-Modder had failed to do! I will turn his flawed universe into the pinnacle of peace, justice and loyalty.
The Incarnates will be smashed with our technological might, and the Godmodder shall be a minor bump in our path.
Our path and destiny is clear,
GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!"
"GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!" Yells the Soldiers in a chant in responce
"GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!" "GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!" "GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!" "GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!" "GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!" "GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!" "GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!" "GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!" "GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!" "GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!" "GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!" "GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!"
How did the entity get a hold of the Ayan Modder artifacts?
What is the entity? Who is it? What does it what?
What does it plan to do?
All and more to be explained in DESTROY THE GODMODDER ORIGINS and DESTROY THE GODMODDER 3
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Ruin. Ruin and ash. Godcraft is dead.
Both halves of Amperzand log off, their burned and broken avatars fizzling into nothingness. No need for goodbyes. Communications are not cut off, and the dead are too many to grieve.
On Earth, the battered hull of the warship Tesseract warps into being over the western US, a hundred-fifty meter missile ship running on nuclear torch engines and armored to withstand direct strategic-yield bombardment causing understandable consternation, even after all that has happened. It doesn't stay long, though. The bulky black thing sets down near a small town, and accepts a single passenger, and youngish male with very odd eyes and a distinctly familiar expression of casual pyromania, before firing its engines again, burning nearly three hundred acres of forest and irradiating the area to somewhat unsafe levels in the twenty-minute interval before it reaches orbit again, disappearing in a flash of voidlight and a scanner-frying wave of anomalous readings.
A datapulse flies through the void, long and long, to reach Anachron and notify it of the war's impending true ending. It's safe. You can leave the deep void again.
The human male now aboard Tesseract in its long voyage takes a few hours to properly meet the forty or so crewmembers, not all of them human, then runs a program or two on one of the ship's secondary terminals.
Subjectively, it's less than five minutes before the strangely duplicated avatars of Amp and Zand reappear, making apologies for their sudden departure, and settle in to watch things end.
And Tesseract sails on through the Void, heading deeper with every superluminal second, traveling the long and dangerous path to truly inter-universal travel.
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And... so then... About how long do we have for epilogs?
Wilson looks down into the emerald portal for a few moments before it seals itself completely, leaving him standing alone and unsure of what to do next. So, to pass the time, he debated which trinket he should wear, the useless empty bottle or the now equally useless Kitsune Charm. He had been wearing that bottle around his neck for a full year now, so he carefully took it off and tucked it safely into his ender pouch before putting the opal figurine on. After spending several minutes looking at the opal and slowly rotating it to see how it reflected the light, he noticed something. There was a slight breeze. A slight cooling breeze was coming in the direction he had come. He turned to see its source, and where there had been rubble, there was now just a field. Not anything flashy, just a field with thick green grass and that supplied a steady breeze. Realizing what this meant, or at least thinking he did, Wilson smiled a little.
Heh... it's done, isn't it? They did it! We did it! I'm not sure who we is, but still! Ha! Ah ha ha!
Wilson falls over, rolling around on the ground and laughing his head off. He kept laughing as he woke up on the HMAS ship. Its been a little more than 2 weeks, huh?
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Well, time to see if Willow and Mikoto are enjoyable for me to play. I'm sure going to miss my little pacifist. Well, I'll miss him at least until I bring him back after a few months or so.
I eventually recover my sanity, and realize that EXOS is now an AI without something to inhabit. I manage to create a unique system that will be useable for it, and then send it back in time for no reason so it can participate in DTG: Origins.
<.< ... >.> Yay i win! *does a happy dance* Go Team Science!
(Meanwhile on the ship) *looks up pictures of kittens* I-i need this for scientific reasons, t-totally not because i look at them to calm d-down from the stress... yeah.
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Avatar is Terrible Terry Hintz from LISA - The Painful RPG.
Serpent just stares, in silence. It's over. But what is she to make of her life now? This has BEEN her life, for the past years. And she's not quite the same person anymore. Being half-composed of data can change your outlook on things.
She decides there's only one thing left to do as she phases out of the game and materializes on LOSAS. Akhlys is waiting.
((Talist, make up your mind as to whether or not Wilson went with Eric when the TARDIS showed up on Blue's ship. I'm going to relegate it to noodle incident for the sake of time. I'd love it if Wilson joined the others on the IUPC Home planet though. Maniac, since you're already onboard the TARDIS, Eric off-loaded you in your universe of choice. Same goes for everyone else that didn't express interest in joining the IUPC.
Note: No one new has joined the IUPC off-screen, Eric's saving that for a time once things have gotten set up on the homeworld.))
In orbit around a secluded planet, in a secluded solar system, in a secluded galaxy in a very well hidden universe in a far corner of reality...
Hank, have things in Godcraft cleared up yet? I really hope we don't have to send someone in to fix things again soon.
Yes actually.
For once we have some breathing space.
Eric heaves a sigh of relief. He turns back around to face the other members of the IUPC.
This is it.
We made it.
This is our safe haven.
It's time to begin rebuilding.
The TARDIS changes shape once more, this time to the form of a smallish landing craft.
It descends down to the surface of the verdant planet, and lands.
Yeesh, how did you find an earthlike planet in such a perfect spot?
Remember Deimos, most of the multiverse has these, writers aren't nearly as creative as you would think.
Deimos looks at Eric, who shrugs affirmatively.
The ship touches down, and the cargo bay opens.
Almost everybody has already been delivered to their home universes, or to others.
Not absolutely everybody though.
A few wished to stay with the IUPC.
Those with no place to go, or those with the desire to see more.
And only a fraction of those were allowed to come.
Here is the beginnings of the next IUPC.
The next peace keeping force of the multiverse.
Yo Eric! Mind helping out with some of the crates?
Eric snaps out of his reverie, and rushes over to the opening, readying some of the levitation and teleportation runes he'd prepped on the journey to help with offloading.
((talist, serpent, I'd like if you added things to this for your own characters. Once both of you have done one, I'm going to do one for Hank.))
Lothyra: "Eric, there's something I want to say. Well, two things. The first is that, well, I've had ideas for something for a while now. For all this time it's been just me, the Futurama Gang, and the kerbals. Most of them scientists. We didn't even have an official organization. But this war made me realize something. At this scale, just 7 warriors isn't enough. I need an army. I need an organized fighting force. I want to run it my own way. It'll be an official ally and supplier of the IUPC, but... I'd prefer being on my own. Just for now. And the second thing... there was a massive burst of reality-disrupting energy that originated in Paradox Space. Apparently it was emitted a couple of days in the future from this moment. I've sent a probe to check it out. If my hunch is correct, the Godmodder will soon make a comeback. But he won't go after Minecraft for a while. It's hard to raise the stakes even more. But this conflict will provide a perfect proving grounds. I have a request. Could you use the TARDIS to take me back to my home planet? The server where I lived before the War? It'll have to be a couple of months in the past because of the Red Dragon."
Lothyra gives Eric the coordinates. Meanwhile the Futurama Gang enters the void with the FPES.
((Okay, I guess this means I'm going to have to do reactions to people interacting with Eric and co when I do Hank's epilogue. Dont worry, I'll do that. I just want to do it all at once.))
"...I gotta make a call."
I pull out a phone that looks like it was from the nineties, dial a particular number, and wait.
Elsewhere
Aboard the ETS Caliber, a phone starts ringing. TECHPIECE picks it up, listens to it for a while, then turns to the crew.
"THE BATTLE, IT SEEMS, IS OVER. WE WIN. NOW'S THE CLEANUP STAGES."
Celebratory shouts echo out from the ship, along with transmissions of the victory. Other ships pick up the signal, and more, and more, until virtually the entire company knows about the result of the war. However, among the celebrations, two lone individuals turn to each other.
"I just wanna know where the duck came from."
"Hmm... Pretty sure that's gonna be revealed, along with a few other things."
"This waiting business is painful."
"...Well, there's not much else to do. Maybe I could introduce you to the new guy?"
"There's a new guy?"
"Yeah. Come with me."
The ambiguous duo get up, quietly excuse themselves from the festivities, then head off to the depths of the Mainframe, through endless twisting corridors, until eventually, they come across a single room, where someone lies in wait. (Please note that the MCF does not allow for the true profanity of Walker's speech.)
"Hello hello? Uh, Walker, you awake?"
"ONE MOMENT, DAMMIT. I ONLY JUST GOT UP. NOW, WHERE THE HELL DID YOU TWO COME FROM?"
"Just came to check on you."
"THEN THE TWO OF YOU ARE NOTED, AS THE LAST VISITORS WERE."
The sound of heavy, animatronic footsteps echo through the room as someone moves to the door.
"...What is this guy? He sounds inhuman."
"An animatronic. You know how Golden Freddy was sighted recently in the war?"
"Don't tell me that guy's from-"
"YOU BETTER (word removed) BELIEVE IT."
A pair of eyes, obscured by a pair of darkened goggles, stare out of the room.
"Ever been curious about how this whole mess started? How the Godmodder rose to power?"
"A little, yeah."
"Well, this is the guy we're sending back to check on it. Along with another capable being..."
And then, a familiar-looking, seemingly ordinary duck waddles out of the room that Walker's being kept in.
GODDAMN IT
STUPID GENDERFLIP VIRUS
Meanwhile in the Universe of Destroy Notch.
A dark entity walks forward towards a chanting crowd... no a chanting army... battlships loom over the skys as legions and legions of soldier and armored vehicles march.
"For far too long, I have been idle, for far too long have I been a mockery,"
A portal appears and a agent comes not from the future but from the past and hands the dark entity a suit case.
"now with the help of the Aryan Modder's powers I will do what the Godmodder and Psi-Modder had failed to do! I will turn his flawed universe into the pinnacle of peace, justice and loyalty.
The Incarnates will be smashed with our technological might, and the Godmodder shall be a minor bump in our path.
Our path and destiny is clear,
GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!"
"GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!" Yells the Soldiers in a chant in responce
"GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!" "GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!" "GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!" "GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!" "GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!" "GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!" "GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!" "GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!" "GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!" "GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!" "GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!" "GLORY TO THE GODMODDING EMPIRE!"
How did the entity get a hold of the Ayan Modder artifacts?
What is the entity? Who is it? What does it what?
What does it plan to do?
All and more to be explained in DESTROY THE GODMODDER ORIGINS and DESTROY THE GODMODDER 3
Wait, how exactly did we kill Project Binary? We released Alpha, sure, but what did he do?
I said you beat Project Binary. You haven't destroyed him. You foiled his plans on Earth, but he is still on Minecraft.
Ruin. Ruin and ash. Godcraft is dead.
Both halves of Amperzand log off, their burned and broken avatars fizzling into nothingness. No need for goodbyes. Communications are not cut off, and the dead are too many to grieve.
On Earth, the battered hull of the warship Tesseract warps into being over the western US, a hundred-fifty meter missile ship running on nuclear torch engines and armored to withstand direct strategic-yield bombardment causing understandable consternation, even after all that has happened. It doesn't stay long, though. The bulky black thing sets down near a small town, and accepts a single passenger, and youngish male with very odd eyes and a distinctly familiar expression of casual pyromania, before firing its engines again, burning nearly three hundred acres of forest and irradiating the area to somewhat unsafe levels in the twenty-minute interval before it reaches orbit again, disappearing in a flash of voidlight and a scanner-frying wave of anomalous readings.
A datapulse flies through the void, long and long, to reach Anachron and notify it of the war's impending true ending. It's safe. You can leave the deep void again.
The human male now aboard Tesseract in its long voyage takes a few hours to properly meet the forty or so crewmembers, not all of them human, then runs a program or two on one of the ship's secondary terminals.
Subjectively, it's less than five minutes before the strangely duplicated avatars of Amp and Zand reappear, making apologies for their sudden departure, and settle in to watch things end.
And Tesseract sails on through the Void, heading deeper with every superluminal second, traveling the long and dangerous path to truly inter-universal travel.
happen
Somehow, I ended up GM-ing this thing over at Bay12;
http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=149024.870
((I have edited a post into being on the previous page if anyone cares...))
Intermission two; Motion Until the pages tore, and the ink bled through...
After the events worth watching finally come to a stop, I fade away into static.
[MZ]: Where to next?
[ZM]: Why not where we started?
People say "There is a city there, and it will stay there until time stops" hearts filled with bleak hope that it be so...
And indeed, it may be, as even the void has not moved it from its rightful place...
Casting their gaze inwards The Tearful Seeker considers their purpose in the coming events...
Tonight, he sets a stage, and come curtain's raise, A Storm Lord join the hunt.
Dragons, please click~
-HMAS Victor-
Blue winces slightly, at the rather loud mechanical voice broadcasting across the ship.
The godmodder has been defeated. The war is over.
In a case of contrived timing, the HMAS Ship has just entered orbit around Earth.
Blue walks quickly over to the window in the main room, and looks out at the Earth.
This will be a busy couple of years... Busy, but productive.
AI, bring us down somewhere secluded near New York, where we can set up a base.
-Several Universes Over, HMAS Victor, near the Galactic Council-
Two people, standing some distance apart, gaze out a large window, at a massive spaceship battle.
I knew the Triumvirate was powerful... but the council...
Don't sweat it, HMASBC will have control of the place by the end of the month.
...is that really better...
Red shrugs, I'll lead the galaxy into a new age. Whether that's a good one, well, we'll see.
And... so then... About how long do we have for epilogs?
Wilson looks down into the emerald portal for a few moments before it seals itself completely, leaving him standing alone and unsure of what to do next. So, to pass the time, he debated which trinket he should wear, the useless empty bottle or the now equally useless Kitsune Charm. He had been wearing that bottle around his neck for a full year now, so he carefully took it off and tucked it safely into his ender pouch before putting the opal figurine on. After spending several minutes looking at the opal and slowly rotating it to see how it reflected the light, he noticed something. There was a slight breeze. A slight cooling breeze was coming in the direction he had come. He turned to see its source, and where there had been rubble, there was now just a field. Not anything flashy, just a field with thick green grass and that supplied a steady breeze. Realizing what this meant, or at least thinking he did, Wilson smiled a little.
Heh... it's done, isn't it? They did it! We did it! I'm not sure who we is, but still! Ha! Ah ha ha!
Wilson falls over, rolling around on the ground and laughing his head off. He kept laughing as he woke up on the HMAS ship. Its been a little more than 2 weeks, huh?
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...
Well, time to see if Willow and Mikoto are enjoyable for me to play. I'm sure going to miss my little pacifist. Well, I'll miss him at least until I bring him back after a few months or so.
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.
Well, y'aughta bring him back, he's basically the only moral high ground in the franchise.
happen
Somehow, I ended up GM-ing this thing over at Bay12;
http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=149024.870
Anyone want to join me in bashing the Binaries?
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 eventually recover my sanity, and realize that EXOS is now an AI without something to inhabit. I manage to create a unique system that will be useable for it, and then send it back in time for no reason so it can participate in DTG: Origins.
<.< ... >.> Yay i win! *does a happy dance* Go Team Science!
(Meanwhile on the ship) *looks up pictures of kittens* I-i need this for scientific reasons, t-totally not because i look at them to calm d-down from the stress... yeah.
Avatar is Terrible Terry Hintz from LISA - The Painful RPG.
Well, dammit. I was late. When have I had a chance to influence anything?
You've influenced me. You've helped me get my wine back.
Well, all of our opponents are defeated... and I've found it in some corner of our world.
Here are the coordinates.
Thanks for everything... I couldn't have had my wine back without you.
I hope I don't seem ungrateful, but after I find the wine, I'm going to take off and head back to my homedimension.
It's all good. Farewell, O.
I'll do my best.
An alternate timeline emerges.
However, we must first start from the beginning...
Serpent just stares, in silence. It's over. But what is she to make of her life now? This has BEEN her life, for the past years. And she's not quite the same person anymore. Being half-composed of data can change your outlook on things.
She decides there's only one thing left to do as she phases out of the game and materializes on LOSAS. Akhlys is waiting.
Astria post coming later
Oh no
I wrap up a plotline by heading out to my secret vacational villa of vacation, and then I lie down in it and relax forever.
(That didn't actually wrap up anything, I just wanted to relax in a villa)
Check out my bad CTM map reviews here.
((Talist, make up your mind as to whether or not Wilson went with Eric when the TARDIS showed up on Blue's ship. I'm going to relegate it to noodle incident for the sake of time. I'd love it if Wilson joined the others on the IUPC Home planet though. Maniac, since you're already onboard the TARDIS, Eric off-loaded you in your universe of choice. Same goes for everyone else that didn't express interest in joining the IUPC.
Note: No one new has joined the IUPC off-screen, Eric's saving that for a time once things have gotten set up on the homeworld.))
In orbit around a secluded planet, in a secluded solar system, in a secluded galaxy in a very well hidden universe in a far corner of reality...
Hank, have things in Godcraft cleared up yet? I really hope we don't have to send someone in to fix things again soon.
Yes actually.
For once we have some breathing space.
Eric heaves a sigh of relief. He turns back around to face the other members of the IUPC.
This is it.
We made it.
This is our safe haven.
It's time to begin rebuilding.
The TARDIS changes shape once more, this time to the form of a smallish landing craft.
It descends down to the surface of the verdant planet, and lands.
Yeesh, how did you find an earthlike planet in such a perfect spot?
Remember Deimos, most of the multiverse has these, writers aren't nearly as creative as you would think.
Deimos looks at Eric, who shrugs affirmatively.
The ship touches down, and the cargo bay opens.
Almost everybody has already been delivered to their home universes, or to others.
Not absolutely everybody though.
A few wished to stay with the IUPC.
Those with no place to go, or those with the desire to see more.
And only a fraction of those were allowed to come.
Here is the beginnings of the next IUPC.
The next peace keeping force of the multiverse.
Yo Eric! Mind helping out with some of the crates?
Eric snaps out of his reverie, and rushes over to the opening, readying some of the levitation and teleportation runes he'd prepped on the journey to help with offloading.
((talist, serpent, I'd like if you added things to this for your own characters. Once both of you have done one, I'm going to do one for Hank.))
DTG Co Labs
Nope, sorry guys, no Destroy the Godmodder relevant stuff here...
At least, not yet.
((And the colors are broken again. Crap.))
Lothyra turns to Eric.
Lothyra: "Eric, there's something I want to say. Well, two things. The first is that, well, I've had ideas for something for a while now. For all this time it's been just me, the Futurama Gang, and the kerbals. Most of them scientists. We didn't even have an official organization. But this war made me realize something. At this scale, just 7 warriors isn't enough. I need an army. I need an organized fighting force. I want to run it my own way. It'll be an official ally and supplier of the IUPC, but... I'd prefer being on my own. Just for now. And the second thing... there was a massive burst of reality-disrupting energy that originated in Paradox Space. Apparently it was emitted a couple of days in the future from this moment. I've sent a probe to check it out. If my hunch is correct, the Godmodder will soon make a comeback. But he won't go after Minecraft for a while. It's hard to raise the stakes even more. But this conflict will provide a perfect proving grounds. I have a request. Could you use the TARDIS to take me back to my home planet? The server where I lived before the War? It'll have to be a couple of months in the past because of the Red Dragon."
Lothyra gives Eric the coordinates. Meanwhile the Futurama Gang enters the void with the FPES.
Bender: "I won't miss you, losers!"
Fry: "Eh. They were pretty cool."
Bender: "Nah."
In the grim darkness of an imprisoned Minecraftia, there is only war.
Lothyropolis
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((Okay, I guess this means I'm going to have to do reactions to people interacting with Eric and co when I do Hank's epilogue. Dont worry, I'll do that. I just want to do it all at once.))
DTG Co Labs
Nope, sorry guys, no Destroy the Godmodder relevant stuff here...
At least, not yet.
Since I made my epilogue storypost too early (god dang it for surprise trial), I'm going to link this page to The post.
I'll be making my great escape now!