Okay, I'm just wondering one thing, are you going to find the posts that aren't people being confused about the whole 'messed up forums' thing?
I hope the answer is yes, I don't want to have to redo all of my posts.
27/40 x4
20/20 x3
7/15 x4
5/5 x8
3/3 x17
I squee about the new fonts, and turn the Red Dragon into a RedDragon
then I bash its head on the undo button once more for good measure.
StrudelKitty... Wait, she gave an interview in the real world, didn't she? Could we not somehow try to track her down and stop her in the real world then? Of course, I doubt Twin/Scratch would allow that.
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I try to persuade scratch and strudel to stop with this plan.
5l1n65h07: Ok listen to me! You don't know what's beyond your universe.
Who knows, it could be another game, blockland, or EVEN ROBLOX...
Now let me say this once, stop your plan at once. You don't want your universe to be destroyed, do you? Believe me, do you know the user tilpSniwT? Now, what's that in backwards? I'll let you answer that.
StrudelKitty... Wait, she gave an interview in the real world, didn't she? Could we not somehow try to track her down and stop her in the real world then? Of course, I doubt Twin/Scratch would allow that.
Good idea. Igor, would you kindly go get the executioner? I'm going headhunting- errr, strudelhunting? Headkitty-ing? I have no idea.
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While we have a gigapause, I would like to say something.
While checking different timelines, I found a timeline that troubled me.
There was red skies, smoke everywhere. At first, I thought it was a "Godmodder Wins" timeline, until I saw him.
Green cloak with strange designs on it. Red eyes. Skin as black as night itself. The cloak only reveals his eyes and hands. This is what he said:
"YES!!! FEAR ME!!!! FEAR THE WRATH OF SHADOW!!!!!!!!! I'VE CONQUERED COUNTLESS DIMENSIONS!! NOW, I'LL CONQUER THIS ONE!!!!!!!!!!"
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I wave my hand, and the viewing spell showing this disappates, fading into mist. I run my hand through my hair, sigh, and go over to a desk nearby. I pick up a quill, and pull a book whose pages are covered with notes on possible timelines and a diagram having something to do with the playerbase and the Game Masters. I jot down as many notes as I can after looking at Maniac's perspective, then draw two branches off that timeline in the graph. One says: Future Maniac? and the other says: I atani heru Melkorion? I dip the quill in ink, and the candle begins to fade. I walk back up to the salt circle with occasional candles being used as a viewport, the magic way. The night is spent with multiple viewing spells open, all playing the entity's statement over and over again, while others play parts before. I stand in the circle the book and the quill in hand, noting every thing I notice about the vision. This troubles me. I step down the spiral staircase of the tower out into the courtyard. It is midnight. I quickly step down into the tower opposite to the one I was in, and pull a strange looking wand off a pedestal. I swiftly stride back to the tower with the viewing spells, and point the wand at one of the closer visions, with a strange pulsating... orb screwed to the top of it. I wait until it gets to the part of the being speaking, and state simply: Tolö anin! Tëlphe-Calidil ghôstè caranderon. I wait, with the sounds of the visions playing in the background.
Meanwhile... two dangerous figures sense a subtle change in the atmosphere
Dimentio, are you actually getting anything done out there? Yes, I'm in the process of retrieving a certain artifact. You don't sound happy. Hmm? You haven't cracked a single 'joke' so far this conversation. Oh, don't mind me... Something's off. Indeed. Shall we warn him? Currently he's trapped on Alternia, Phobos. No, the other him. 413 years in the future. I have orders not to pick him up until his past self returns. I see. Do you have any idea what he's planning? Does it matter? Yes. No, I don't know what he's planning, only that its going to happen in a roundabout and convoluted way. And that coming from a leader in the cult of the Dark Carnival? What on earth is going on in his head. That isn't what's bothering you though. No. Something else... Well, we can't do anything about it yet. We have to wait until the others are back. Indeed. You are worried, you haven't given off your insane chuckle once. You are very bad at prying. I suppose I am. I'm a warrior, not a spy. Then leave the spying to others. Fine. Be careful Dimentio. There's a lot riding on you. Less than you think Phobos.
I'll find you. I'll kill you. Make no mistake - I don't care about Modpack or anyone controlling you or something like that. You almost jeopardized the mission, and for that, I'll kill you. I know either you or Scratch can hear me. So be warned.
I take all the paintings and tables and put them in my Sylladex. I throw a torch at the Transportalizer. If nothing strange happens, I enter.
Almost? My dear Serpent. She already has. You put all the PAINTINGS and TABLES in your CONTINUUM MODUS. You throw a torch at the TRANSPORTALIZER. It predictably teleports away.
Huh, I was thinking Monochromium Meltdown for my finale, but I'll roll with this... Well, If there's a Finale token available, I'll take it...
Ohai, further story post... Well then, looks like I underestimated Erelye...
COMBAT OPERANDI/STRONG BATTLE TECHNIQUE/WHATEVER IT IS: CHILL OUT 4/5 Even the microfusion core that runs the weapon has frozen over, converting its output to pure ice...
Y'know, I really have little idea how to describe my Finale... Hmm...
Wellp, looks like good old reliable Amperz has gone off for a think, leaving me to figure out what to do... Dammit man... I search the room for any useful items or containers, take whatever I found, and try to ascertain my next move...
H3y, if any0ne h45 a g0od idea for 17, we have a nuke over here...
You currently carry a FINALE OPERANDI TOKEN. Do not worry. It seems that Erelye is extremely capable on his own. Dabbling in the mystic arts of Thaumaturgy tends to do that to a person, regardless of point of origin.
POST III;
[spoiler=Previous Charges] Raspberry Pi: 6/10 Tippi: 10/20. Count Bleck: 10/20. Upgrade: 9/40. Sir Quentin Trembly III Esquire: 3/40. I fix the Entity Noticer Circuit: 7/10. Nimble Core: 2/10. Life Circuit: 2/6[/spoiler]
WELL THEN. COMBAT OPERANDI: ELEMENTAL FINISHING FIRST I READY MY INSANITY TUBAS. I AIM AT THE DRAGON'S WEAKEST SPOT. AIM... I FIRE MY INSANITY TUBAS SET TO ELEMENTAL TRI-BEAM. FIRST IT SHOCKS THE DRAGON AT 9999 VOLTS, AC CURRENT. THEN IT BURNS THE DRAGON, INFLICTING EXTRA DAMAGE DUE TO THE FREEZING. NEXT IT FREEZES THE DRAGON EVEN MORE. NEXT I FIRE A MUSHROOM BOMB AT THE DRAGON, INFLICTING LOTS OF PHYSICAL DAMAGE FROM FRAGMENTS OF THE BOMB AND AIR PRESSURE. THEN THE MUSHROOMS ACT AS A NURO-TOXIN AND DAMAGE IT. NEXT I FREEZE IT EVEN MORE WITH MY FREEZE MODE. I FINALLY USE TUBA CANNON. FIRST I AIM AT IT'S WEAKEST SPOT. THEN CAREFULY FIRE AT IT SO HARD THAT IT INFLICTS ENOUGH DAMAGE TO BRING THE DRAGON DOWN TO ENOUGH HP FOR PAC-MAN TO WORK. TO FINISH OFF THIS OPERANDI, I USE PAC-MAN ON THE DRAGON, FINISHING IT OFF. HEH. EH. HEHHEHEHEHHE. EH. HE. AHHAH. HAH. YEAH! I TEST OUT MY NEW RED-DRAGON POWERS. ABILITIES: BREATH FIRE: MIND: PAC-MAN: EATEN: RED DRAGON MIND IS DISABLED. PESTERCHUM: LOGGED IN AS Mushroomy Godmodding Nyan Nogalistic Ferropper Void Magical Tubas upgraded with Raspberry Pi: RASPBERRY PI IS DISABLED. FREEZE: JOLT: ELEMENTAL TRI-BEAM: NYAN CUBE MODE: MUSHROOM BOMB: VOID MODE: NULL CUBE MODE: NOGALISTA MODE: TUBA CANNON MODE: SUPER POWER NINJA TURBO NEO ULTRA HYPER MEGA MULTI ALPHA META EXTRA UBER PREFIX COMBO:
StrudelKitty! You stole my sword! My rightful property! It may have been an inferior weapon, but I picked it up! It was mine! How dare you! It was mine! i will never forgive you for this! Oh... and you killed modpack and whatnot, that too, I guess. I will get that sword back from you if it's the last thing I do!
Scratch, will you answer my question the forge thread?
Stole? If I remember correctly, you gave Strudelkitty your weapon, as it was, as you so eloquently put, an inferior weapon.
Awww...TheIdeaModpack....I guess we're without him for the moment...he'll be with us again soon, of course.
What if there WAS a way to permanently eliminate players? ...That really wouldn't fit with destroy the godmodder, regardless of the power of whatever did the eliminating. Save, of course, for the easily-removable banhammer.
I heal myself and the team using any healing items I can find in our inventory. Let's patch ourselves up before we all charge into the final area, shall we?
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==> I ask for the person who took the pocket alchimiter to kindly captchalougue it and use the code to duplicate it for me, if he would be so kind.
==> Use my Jump Kit and the Unobtanium Meteor Hammer as a very damaging grapple to scale the dragon. Pun unintended. I arrive at the top thanks to the Jump Kit accelerating my journey...
I flash-step out of sight. For some reason, the internal organs of the RED DRAGON start glowing intensely through the scales. Then, one single organ outshines the rest, identifiable as the HEART. I re-appear and aim at it.
"Die."
I then fire a massive blast of ACID at the RED DRAGON, which later testing reveals to have a PH of NEGATIVE 22, aimed directly at the RED DRAGON's HEART.
You examine the TRANSPORTALIZER. It is a pad with an odd fractal-like design emblazoned on it. You stand on it and disappear in a flash of light. In other words,
[spoiler=Previous Charges]
Raspberry Pi: 6/10
Tippi: 10/20.
Count Bleck: 10/20.
Upgrade: 9/40.
Sir Quentin Trembly III Esquire: 3/40.
I fix the Entity Noticer Circuit: 7/10.
Nimble Core: 2/10.
Life Circuit: 2/6[/spoiler] IT LOOKS LIKE THIS NEW FORUM UPDATE REMOVED BACKGROUND AND FONTS. AND IS COMPLETELY ANNOYING WHEN RELATING TO COPY/PASTE. ... WELL THEN. IF I HAD NOT BEEN ABLE TO USE PAC-MAN ON THE RED DRAGON BEFORE, I CAREFULLY BASH IT UNTIL IT HAS JUST ENOUGH HP FOR ME TO USE PAC-MAN ON IT. I THEN USE PAC-MAN ON IT. EHEHEHEHEHHEHEH.
AHAHAHAHHAH.
HAH.
HAH.
HAHHAHAH.
HAH
HAHHAHAH.
HAH. HA.
WELL THEN.
WHAT HAPPENED?
SNEAK ATTACK!
*Restores backup for system settings from before takeover*
*restarts*
NIMBLEOS STARTED UP.
SPECS: ? ???. ? RAM.
Huh.
Well that happened.
Wait, what?
Edit:
WHY NEW FORUM?!??!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?! WHY!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?
ABILITIES: BREATH FIRE:IIIII MIND: II PAC-MAN: IIIIII EATEN: RED DRAGON MIND IS DISABLED. PESTERCHUM: LOGGED IN AS [CG] codingGadget [#6600ff] Mushroomy Godmodding Nyan Nogalistic Ferropper Void Magical Tubas upgraded with Raspberry Pi: RASPBERRY PI IS DISABLED. FREEZE: II JOLT: II ELEMENTAL TRI-BEAM: III NYAN CUBE MODE: III MUSHROOM BOMB: II VOID MODE: II NULL CUBE MODE: II NOGALISTA MODE: II TUBA CANNON MODE: II SUPER POWER NINJA TURBO NEO ULTRA HYPER MEGA MULTI ALPHA META EXTRA UBER PREFIX COMBO: IIIIIIII
I flash-step out of sight. For some reason, the internal organs of the RED DRAGON start glowing intensely through the scales. Then, one single organ outshines the rest, identifiable as the HEART. I re-appear and aim at it.
"Die."
I then fire a massive blast of ACID at the RED DRAGON, which later testing reveals to have a PH of NEGATIVE 22, aimed directly at the RED DRAGON's HEART.»
You destroyed the Nether so I am honor bound to tell you why having an acid with a PH of -22 is stupid. Here we go. PH means the concentration of H+ ions, or just protons. These protons take electrons from other materials which is what makes them corrosive. The molarity (more on that later) of the H+ ions is equal to 1x10^(-PH). So thus the molarity for you is 1x10^22 or 22000000000000000000000 (that's 22 sextillion). And now, molarity is (mols of H+ ions)/(liters of total substance). H+ ions weight about 1 gram per mol. So for every liter of acid you are firing at the dragon you are firing 22000000000000000 metric tons of H+ ions. With a bit more research, I found that you are firing weight equal to the Great Pyramid of Giza 2.1 TRILLION times PER liter. So you are fitting 2104347826086.96 Great Pyramids of Giza into a water bottle and firing it at the dragon. (Which honestly, sounds like it would be a cooler attack than what you did)
Next entity 40/40 unavailable
Random stockpile charge. 7/40 x4
EJF (Engie justice fund): 10/40
Ammo charge 4/5 + 8 stocked + 9 stocked unavailable
You haven't given me much information, but I'll try and attack the dragon with what I have.
[spoiler=Goal: show that the dragon would not be able to support its own weight]You said that the dragon was the size of 3 biomes. I'll assume this means that the dragon is 1 biome wide, 1 biome tall, and 3 biomes deep. Or roughly 320x320x960 blocks. I cannot actually prove that the dragon wouldn't be able to support itself because I would need to know the density and strength of dragon flesh and dragon bone respectively. i can however, compare it to the ender dragon. Not counting wings, the ender dragon is about 5x3x20 blocks. This means it has a volume of 300 cubic meters. The red dragon has a volume of 98,304,000 cubic meters, 327,680 times more volume than the ender dragon (and weight assuming they are both made of the same material). Now the strength of the leg is based on its thickness, which basically means we just disregard height. I can conclude that the red dragon has legs 3,072 times stronger than the enderdragon's legs. The red dragon's legs are 3,072 times stronger but are supporting 327,680 times the weight. See the problem? (And also, because we are underground we are closer to the core of the planet so gravity should be stronger making the dragon weigh even more.)[/spoiler]
[spoiler=Wilson's stock, currently in another dimension]Stock: upgraded splash burning potion x2 (3$), potion of dark roast coffee x1 (3$), splash rejuvenation potion x2 (6$), splash bleeding potion x2 (3$)
Not for sale: Block of Gold, honey cake, bottle of coal dust(equipped)
[spoiler=ongoing side quest]Before starting the screen back up completely, Wilson took a moment thinking about kinship. He sometimes made reference to "his kind " but in reality, he was alone. He rarely felt the need for companionship as his mind was his companion. He hadn't seen any other members of his species after fleeing his old home. But it wouldn't make a difference if he had. Not to be arrogant, but he was a prodigy, a winning ticket in the genetic lottery. All the various genetic mechanisms like the Punnet Squares, cross over, natural and artificial selection, even some genetic manipulation all matched up in his favor. As a result, the program was far past expectations. But of corse, this also meant that relative to him, every other subject was a complete idiot. Explaining alchemy to them was like explaining basic computer coding to a drunken chimpanzee with an attention span similar to that of a bug. He still felt the occasional stab of loneliness inflamed by the knowledge that there was no one else in any dimension similar to him. Luckily discovery was a good substitute for friendship.[/spoiler] +3 up for trade with anyone who is not Engie x2
From my mess of quote boxes above, the fact I can't get this text to not be bolded, and the time this took me I can determine that this new system is pretty bad compared to what it was before.
Your science and math are, as always, flawless, Talist. However, I am not pardoning ENGIE_NINJA's attack from its due success, because doing so would prolong the eventual death of the RED DRAGON, something I am sure that you do not want to see happen.
Well, before we all depart to other games, let me give you a very short recap:
Twin killed, Dr scratch hijacked story, struddel seems to be controlled by HIM, 60% of us lvl 10 now, were now on the fourth floor, thread put on permenant hiatus.
you know what? I had ENOUGH of this doctor scratch "sidequest" ERROR: DISC ONE GONE. FILES CANNOT BE RENDERED.
so, let us get together for one last time as this is my final post for this thread until further notice.
also, you can check out some of these games similar to that:
-kill the ERROR: DISC ONE GONE. FILES CANNOT BE RENDERED. (yes, someone Actually made that)
-destroy the tower
-the 2 DTG remakes
-DTG on tvtropes
-etc.
i made the hex color #413DFF in memory
and now, until further notice, goodbye.
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MEANWHILE, ABOVE GODCRAFT:
[spoiler=Chatlog]ERROR: DISC ONE GONE. FILES CANNOT BE RENDERED.[/spoiler] TO BE CONTINUED... HOPEFULLY.
Primary: The Black Flag
Secondary: Bombs For Blasting At You
Melee: The Maroon Marvel
Hat: The Treasure of Blackbeard
Cosmetic: Davy Jones' Helmet
Cosmetic II: One Errant Twitch[/spoiler]
8/?? LV. 1 Ultra [K4yne]: The Hook
4/4 Finale Operandi ON HOLD
> Kayne & R. K.: ......
Okay just putting this up so i don't have to go back to my last live post. Doc forgot to give me the Cura Special i put on myself anyway.
[spoiler=Stats]Current Person in Control of BD-014: K4yne [Lawful Whatever]
License Board Stats
20 License Points
Fire License, Fira License, Dark License, Cure License, Cura License
Paradox StatsTM
Mad SCIENCE! LV. 1
21 Points, Next LV. at 50 Points
Arson LV. 2
1 Point, Next LV. at 50 Points
Fishing LV. 1
15 Points, Next LV. at 20 Points
Items:
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1x Candy Corn[/spoiler]
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I had a Roll To Dodge in mind a while ago, but i don't think that everyone are into that kind of game. You can read all about Roll To Dodge here.
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==> I ask for the person who took the pocket alchimiter to kindly captchalougue it and use the code to duplicate it for me, if he would be so kind.
==>On top of the Red Dragon, I use the Nanostick Gloves included in my jump kit to cling to the dragon's back and begin drilling with my diamond pick to break up some scales.
Hey guys! Guess what I discovered! You know how the forums have double spacing when you try and press enter when making a new post?
Guess what. Editing doesn't have that problem.
Quick fix to most of the bugs:
1. You post, then edit it. The post itself shouldn't have anything substantial to avoid excess bugs.
2. Type in all of your text, then format it. The bugs come in while typing, not while formatting. If you leave all formatting to editing after you've done all of your typing, you stop getting deleted rows and the like.
3. Whatever you do, DO NOT USE THE UNDO BUTTON. Right now the undo button is home to a horde of raging demonic locusts that will eat your post alive if let out.
Anyway, moving on. ERROR: DISC ONE GONE. FILES CANNOT BE RENDERED.
Okay, I'm just wondering one thing, are you going to find the posts that aren't people being confused about the whole 'messed up forums' thing?
I hope the answer is yes, I don't want to have to redo all of my posts.
27/40 x4
20/20 x3
7/15 x4
5/5 x8
3/3 x17
I squee about the new fonts, and turn the ERROR: DISC ONE GONE. FILES CANNOT BE RENDERED. a Red Dragon
then I bash its head on the undo button once more for good measure.
StrudelKitty... Wait, she gave an interview in the real world, didn't she? Could we not somehow try to track her down and stop her in the real world then? Of course, I doubt Twin/Scratch would allow that.
The majority of the players on the FOURTH FLOOR have taken the logical choice of action and jumped feet-first onto the shining metal pad beckoning them towards its flat, cylindrical surface. Upon doing so, they were teleported to another point in the universe the currently resided in, which, of course, is my universe. They were teleported to another room decorated in garishly similar hues of green. It was awfully familiar to their past abodes, but at the same time felt... different.
At the exact moment, the finishing blow was dealt to the RED DRAGON. It roared, and yelled, evidently having been the brunt of much pain. In its last moments at THE CORE, it shot a murderous look at those who fought it, and then dissolved into a ball of red smoke the size of a Minecraft player. It ascended through the ceiling. The floor of the expansive chamber suddenly rumbled, and out from its tiles, a pedestal popped up.
At the exact moment, Flare Flames, a player caught in a similar situation as those in my MANOR, was traversing the halls of THE ANTICHAMBER, a series of mind-boggling puzzles presented to the victim in surreal obstacles. He was about to find the object that would ensure his control over the realm. But, not yet.
At the exact moment, several dimensions away, a figure was trapped in a VOID. This VOID was atypical from the one often associated with SECRETS and EXPEDITIONS. This VOID was completely white, its architecture as bleak as the midday sun. This figure crackled in a series of green flashes. His whole being was green, the only exceptions being his glasses, which were a startling red. He opened his eyes and took in his surroundings. He felt his chest, and was surprised to see there was no hole in it. He looked around and saw what I described: a white VOID. He ran onwards.
At the exact moment, a server westward, the faction of ROBOMONKEY started their descent towards GROUND ZERO, hoping to secure the fabled ALCHEMITER as their own, to start a revolution. Aided by DIMENTIO, surely they would be unstoppable. Surely power would be theirs. But, not yet.
At the exact moment, in the heart of AMERICA, the PRESIDENT and his OFFICIALS watched past the WASHINGTON MONUMENT with triumphant smiles. A malevolent building was being constructed; a skyscraper stories tall. It was charcoal-black, and storm clouds congregated above it. One of the PRESIDENT's officials smiled. "Whoever this Godmodder is, we'll find him. And end him."
At the exact moment, years in the future, SPLIT, the half of the GAME MASTER pre-mortem, descended to the highest point of the STEEL CITY, as he had named it. He walked into a chamber that was cylindrical in nature, and started interacting with a machine hooked up to the myriad wires surrounding the chamber. It was an ECTOBIOLOGY MACHINE. He had LIL' CAL in his sights, and himself, when he was years younger, on EARTH. In his hands he held two codes: One in red, reading BUILD, repeated over and over. One in green, reading SPLIT, similarly repeated. Combined through a complex array of machinations, a figure flashed in emerald light, to life, before him.
At the exact moment, the pedestal in THE CORE was seen, its treasure floating mere inches above its apex. It was a DISC, a seamless black DISC, free from wear or scratch. Its middle was green, the outline of a cube surrounding it. Etched on it were three words: "DISC OF MOJANG". PIONO stepped forward, and, in absence of ERIC, claimed it.
At the exact moment, the figure in the VOID stepped in front of a castle, lit by a pool of black liquid known as the sky. It was a mirror image of THE CASTLE OF SPLIT. Painful memories flashed through the figure's head. He knew what he would have to face. A sword as green as his own body materialized in his hands. He flashed through the opening doors of the castle and was face to face with his brother. But, not yet.
At the exact moment, the players who used the TRANSPORTALIZER looked behind themselves and saw a window. THE_SERPENT looked through this window and realized, with growing horror, exactly what he saw. It was MY OWN MANOR itself, and they were not inside of it. But if they were not there, where were they. He realized it. Aha. Yes. I never lived there, did I? That was THE FELT's stomping ground. I much prefer to live in my own... TOWER.
At the exact moment, at the top of my own TOWER, I rested, here in my chair, typing this away on my UPDATE TERMINAL. STRUDELKITTY, herself an excellent guest, stood, keeping watch beside me, here in my glorious room. She took a CAPTCHALOGUE CARD of her own possession, murmured something to me, and deployed it. In doing so, she deployed the key to my CHECKMATE of you all. A giant, complex machine with tubes and an interface. It is meant to deploy what lies inside of it. It was what STRUDELKITTY was meant to do.
At the exact moment, the BASEMENT shook with a loud rumble. Everyone's visions were affixed with a horrible white light. They were in suspended animation; they could not move. When the proverbial smoke cleared, they realized they were in not a room with red wallpaper, but a room with green wallpaper. They were in the exact room that the players of the FOURTH FLOOR lied in. PIONO presented the DISC OF MOJANG to the growing crowd. They fondly regarded it with curiosity. They would use it in due time. But, not yet.
At the exact moment, the figure in green faced his brother, a figure in red. His body was the exact shade of red as his glasses. He sat at the far end of the chamber, on top of a giant marble throne. It was surrounded with tendrils of his own energy, his own color. He had been waiting. He spoke. "So, Build. You've finally caught up to me in the afterlife. How sweet of a brother to do that." Build froze. "Only one of us is leaving here. You know that, Split." "I do. There's no players around. No entities. Just us and the Green Sun." Split smiled. "So what's it gonna be?"
At the exact moment, Split watched as the TwinBuilder Effigy sprouted from the ECTOBIOLOGY MACHINE. It pulsated with green energy. This, he knew, would be used to create himself. He pulled out his TIME CONSTRUCTS and set them to take him back to the present... but not without dropping off this new package first. And so, he left.
At the exact moment, STRUDELKITTY ticked away on the machine right next to me. She set its level of power. She set its area of effect. She set its recipient. In the center of the machine, she placed the SCRATCHED DISC, the one so sadly ailing all of you right now. Boo hoo hoo. Laugh it up.
At the exact moment, those in SCRATCH'S TOWER looked at the end of the HALLWAY. There was an elevator. They knew what they had to do.
At the exact moment, BUILD and SPLIT charged at each other, in the AFTERLIFE. They knew what they had to do.
At the exact moment, PIONO clutched the DISC OF MOJANG in his hand. He thought of PROJECT NEXUS. DIMENTIO. PHOBOS. They knew what they had to do.
At the exact moment, ROBOMONKEY ran down the BATTLEFIELD, ignoring all sense of stealth. They didn't care. They knew what they had to do.
At that exact moment, a robot finally arrived at the gate of the STEEL CITY, barely holding a crackling ALCHEMITER in his hands. They knew what they had to do.
At the exact moment, STRUDELKITTY's finger hovered over the final button in the sequence to activate the machine. She knew what she had to do.
At that exact moment, all of the things I just mentioned happened synchronously. STRUDELKITTY pressed the button.
The CRITICAL MOMENT had just transpired. Nothing was to be the same.
Scratch's Tower:
ManiacMaster: [AG] HP: 18/20. Equipped: IRON ARMOR, DIAMOND SWORD, UNUSUAL SOBER STUNTMAN. MAXED - IUEBOQUE DOMINUM. FINALE OPERANDI - THE EARTH-SPLITTER. IIII
Irecreeper: [AG] HP: 20/20. Equipped: IRON ARMOR, ENDERDRAGON'S SCYTHE, ENDERDRAGON HOODIE, METAL SLUG. MAXED - DUX CATHEDRA. FINALE OPERANDI - CHAIRSTORM CDXIII IIII
engie_ninja: [N] HP: 15/20. MAXED - FURTIM ARTIFEX. FINALE OPERANDI - MORE GUN IIII
TT2000: [AG] HP: 17/20. Equipped: IRON ARMOR, STARRY NIGHT. MAXED - VENIT NOX. FINALE OPERANDI - NIGHT OF GREEN SUN IIII
Aegis-A095: [AG] HP: 13/20. MAXED - ET CONTRA DEFENDERE. FINALE OPERANDI - ULTIMATE ALCHEMY IIII
fseftr: [PG] HP: 20/20. Equipped: IRON ARMOR, RED BARRELS, SMALL CUEBALL VIEWFINDER. MAXED - VICTOR EX HYACINTHO. FINALE OPERANDI - RHAPSODY IN BLUE IIII
The_Idea_Modpack_Mod_Man: [N] HP: 20/20. Equipped: IRON ARMOR, DOOMBRINGER, CLOUD CONTROL HOODIE, HUNGER FORCE, UNUSUAL DEAD CONE. MAXED - RARUM EXITIO CONSUMPTIS. FINALE OPERANDI - SYMPHONY OF DESTRUCTION IIII
I hope the answer is yes, I don't want to have to redo all of my posts.
27/40 x4
20/20 x3
7/15 x4
5/5 x8
3/3 x17
I squee about the new fonts, and turn the Red Dragon into
a Red Dragon
then I bash its head on the undo button once more for good measure.
DTG Co Labs
Nope, sorry guys, no Destroy the Godmodder relevant stuff here...
At least, not yet.
Who knows, it could be another game, blockland, or EVEN ROBLOX...
Now let me say this once, stop your plan at once. You don't want your universe to be destroyed, do you? Believe me, do you know the user tilpSniwT? Now, what's that in backwards? I'll let you answer that.
I'll be making my great escape now!
Good idea. Igor, would you kindly go get the executioner? I'm going headhunting- errr, strudelhunting? Headkitty-ing? I have no idea.
By the way, who in the world voted no in the poll?
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
Probably PARANOiA, my blockland nemesis
I'll be making my great escape now!
Would you be able to remind me where I was?
Right now the thread's on hiatus, just so you know. Currently, you are at this puzzle.
Just wait for backgrounds to come in and we'll all come out fine.
Pit, it's worse than that. Sometimes these forums eat your posts!
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
Only i'm supposed to eat posts!
HEY! DARK PIT, GET AWAY FROM MY LAPTOP!
NO, I AM TYPING! GET OUT!
ARRRRRRGHGHJR!
While checking different timelines, I found a timeline that troubled me.
There was red skies, smoke everywhere. At first, I thought it was a "Godmodder Wins" timeline, until I saw him.
Green cloak with strange designs on it. Red eyes. Skin as black as night itself. The cloak only reveals his eyes and hands. This is what he said:
"YES!!! FEAR ME!!!! FEAR THE WRATH OF SHADOW!!!!!!!!! I'VE CONQUERED COUNTLESS DIMENSIONS!! NOW, I'LL CONQUER THIS ONE!!!!!!!!!!"
I've never seen anything like him. I'm worried.
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
I wave my hand, and the viewing spell showing this disappates, fading into mist. I run my hand through my hair, sigh, and go over to a desk nearby. I pick up a quill, and pull a book whose pages are covered with notes on possible timelines and a diagram having something to do with the playerbase and the Game Masters. I jot down as many notes as I can after looking at Maniac's perspective, then draw two branches off that timeline in the graph. One says: Future Maniac? and the other says: I atani heru Melkorion? I dip the quill in ink, and the candle begins to fade. I walk back up to the salt circle with occasional candles being used as a viewport, the magic way. The night is spent with multiple viewing spells open, all playing the entity's statement over and over again, while others play parts before. I stand in the circle the book and the quill in hand, noting every thing I notice about the vision. This troubles me. I step down the spiral staircase of the tower out into the courtyard. It is midnight. I quickly step down into the tower opposite to the one I was in, and pull a strange looking wand off a pedestal. I swiftly stride back to the tower with the viewing spells, and point the wand at one of the closer visions, with a strange pulsating... orb screwed to the top of it. I wait until it gets to the part of the being speaking, and state simply: Tolö anin! Tëlphe-Calidil ghôstè caranderon. I wait, with the sounds of the visions playing in the background.
Dimentio, are you actually getting anything done out there?
Yes, I'm in the process of retrieving a certain artifact.
You don't sound happy.
Hmm?
You haven't cracked a single 'joke' so far this conversation.
Oh, don't mind me...
Something's off.
Indeed.
Shall we warn him?
Currently he's trapped on Alternia, Phobos.
No, the other him.
413 years in the future. I have orders not to pick him up until his past self returns.
I see.
Do you have any idea what he's planning?
Does it matter?
Yes.
No, I don't know what he's planning, only that its going to happen in a roundabout and convoluted way.
And that coming from a leader in the cult of the Dark Carnival?
What on earth is going on in his head.
That isn't what's bothering you though.
No.
Something else...
Well, we can't do anything about it yet.
We have to wait until the others are back.
Indeed.
You are worried, you haven't given off your insane chuckle once.
You are very bad at prying.
I suppose I am.
I'm a warrior, not a spy.
Then leave the spying to others.
Fine.
Be careful Dimentio.
There's a lot riding on you.
Less than you think Phobos.
DTG Co Labs
Nope, sorry guys, no Destroy the Godmodder relevant stuff here...
At least, not yet.
...And I'm watching you Struddel. Make one move to the dark side, and game over...
OUTSIDE OF THE GAME IN THE REAL WORLD...
5l1n65h07 went to his closet to get a box of disc containers. Upon opening the box one of the disc containers had a mysterious disc.
A disc labeled 2.
5l1n65h07: the hell is this? I don't remember having this...
5l1n65h07 cautiously pick ups the disc from the container, walked to his computer...
... And put the disc in the disc drive.
LOADING...
I'll be making my great escape now!
4,000 damage.
You respawn in the GAUNTLET. You are directly in front of the NETHER PORTAL.
Almost? My dear Serpent. She already has. You put all the PAINTINGS and TABLES in your CONTINUUM MODUS. You throw a torch at the TRANSPORTALIZER. It predictably teleports away.
You currently carry a FINALE OPERANDI TOKEN. Do not worry. It seems that Erelye is extremely capable on his own. Dabbling in the mystic arts of Thaumaturgy tends to do that to a person, regardless of point of origin.
> NIMBLEGUY: COMBAT OPERANDI - ELEMENTAL FINISHING
You enter.
Stole? If I remember correctly, you gave Strudelkitty your weapon, as it was, as you so eloquently put, an inferior weapon.
You enter.
I can't. Not in this state.
You give yourself and Irecreeper +3 HP.
You enter.
You're in the GAUNTLET, not the FORGE.
You fully heal 5L1N65H07.
+4 HP to ManiacMasteR.
Haa haa hee hee.
8,000 damage.
All of the furniture in the room was captchalogued by THE_SERPENT.
You enter.
You enter.
+3 HP to DEMONICDAVINCI and THE_SERPENT.
You examine the TRANSPORTALIZER. It is a pad with an odd fractal-like design emblazoned on it. You stand on it and disappear in a flash of light. In other words,
10,000 damage to the RED DRAGON.
Every player on FLOOR FOUR is healed by +5 HP.
STRUDELKITTY is not near you.
Your science and math are, as always, flawless, Talist. However, I am not pardoning ENGIE_NINJA's attack from its due success, because doing so would prolong the eventual death of the RED DRAGON, something I am sure that you do not want to see happen.
Critted 10,000 damage to the RED DRAGON.
Haa haa.
Hee hee.
RED DRAGON killed.
Hoo hoo.
HOO. HOO.
Right you are.
The majority of the players on the FOURTH FLOOR have taken the logical choice of action and jumped feet-first onto the shining metal pad beckoning them towards its flat, cylindrical surface. Upon doing so, they were teleported to another point in the universe the currently resided in, which, of course, is my universe. They were teleported to another room decorated in garishly similar hues of green. It was awfully familiar to their past abodes, but at the same time felt... different.
At the exact moment, the finishing blow was dealt to the RED DRAGON. It roared, and yelled, evidently having been the brunt of much pain. In its last moments at THE CORE, it shot a murderous look at those who fought it, and then dissolved into a ball of red smoke the size of a Minecraft player. It ascended through the ceiling. The floor of the expansive chamber suddenly rumbled, and out from its tiles, a pedestal popped up.
At the exact moment, Flare Flames, a player caught in a similar situation as those in my MANOR, was traversing the halls of THE ANTICHAMBER, a series of mind-boggling puzzles presented to the victim in surreal obstacles. He was about to find the object that would ensure his control over the realm. But, not yet.
At the exact moment, several dimensions away, a figure was trapped in a VOID. This VOID was atypical from the one often associated with SECRETS and EXPEDITIONS. This VOID was completely white, its architecture as bleak as the midday sun. This figure crackled in a series of green flashes. His whole being was green, the only exceptions being his glasses, which were a startling red. He opened his eyes and took in his surroundings. He felt his chest, and was surprised to see there was no hole in it. He looked around and saw what I described: a white VOID. He ran onwards.
At the exact moment, a server westward, the faction of ROBOMONKEY started their descent towards GROUND ZERO, hoping to secure the fabled ALCHEMITER as their own, to start a revolution. Aided by DIMENTIO, surely they would be unstoppable. Surely power would be theirs. But, not yet.
At the exact moment, in the heart of AMERICA, the PRESIDENT and his OFFICIALS watched past the WASHINGTON MONUMENT with triumphant smiles. A malevolent building was being constructed; a skyscraper stories tall. It was charcoal-black, and storm clouds congregated above it. One of the PRESIDENT's officials smiled. "Whoever this Godmodder is, we'll find him. And end him."
At the exact moment, years in the future, SPLIT, the half of the GAME MASTER pre-mortem, descended to the highest point of the STEEL CITY, as he had named it. He walked into a chamber that was cylindrical in nature, and started interacting with a machine hooked up to the myriad wires surrounding the chamber. It was an ECTOBIOLOGY MACHINE. He had LIL' CAL in his sights, and himself, when he was years younger, on EARTH. In his hands he held two codes: One in red, reading BUILD, repeated over and over. One in green, reading SPLIT, similarly repeated. Combined through a complex array of machinations, a figure flashed in emerald light, to life, before him.
At the exact moment, the pedestal in THE CORE was seen, its treasure floating mere inches above its apex. It was a DISC, a seamless black DISC, free from wear or scratch. Its middle was green, the outline of a cube surrounding it. Etched on it were three words: "DISC OF MOJANG". PIONO stepped forward, and, in absence of ERIC, claimed it.
At the exact moment, the figure in the VOID stepped in front of a castle, lit by a pool of black liquid known as the sky. It was a mirror image of THE CASTLE OF SPLIT. Painful memories flashed through the figure's head. He knew what he would have to face. A sword as green as his own body materialized in his hands. He flashed through the opening doors of the castle and was face to face with his brother. But, not yet.
At the exact moment, the players who used the TRANSPORTALIZER looked behind themselves and saw a window. THE_SERPENT looked through this window and realized, with growing horror, exactly what he saw. It was MY OWN MANOR itself, and they were not inside of it. But if they were not there, where were they. He realized it. Aha. Yes. I never lived there, did I? That was THE FELT's stomping ground. I much prefer to live in my own... TOWER.
At the exact moment, at the top of my own TOWER, I rested, here in my chair, typing this away on my UPDATE TERMINAL. STRUDELKITTY, herself an excellent guest, stood, keeping watch beside me, here in my glorious room. She took a CAPTCHALOGUE CARD of her own possession, murmured something to me, and deployed it. In doing so, she deployed the key to my CHECKMATE of you all. A giant, complex machine with tubes and an interface. It is meant to deploy what lies inside of it. It was what STRUDELKITTY was meant to do.
At the exact moment, the BASEMENT shook with a loud rumble. Everyone's visions were affixed with a horrible white light. They were in suspended animation; they could not move. When the proverbial smoke cleared, they realized they were in not a room with red wallpaper, but a room with green wallpaper. They were in the exact room that the players of the FOURTH FLOOR lied in. PIONO presented the DISC OF MOJANG to the growing crowd. They fondly regarded it with curiosity. They would use it in due time. But, not yet.
At the exact moment, the figure in green faced his brother, a figure in red. His body was the exact shade of red as his glasses. He sat at the far end of the chamber, on top of a giant marble throne. It was surrounded with tendrils of his own energy, his own color. He had been waiting. He spoke. "So, Build. You've finally caught up to me in the afterlife. How sweet of a brother to do that." Build froze. "Only one of us is leaving here. You know that, Split." "I do. There's no players around. No entities. Just us and the Green Sun." Split smiled. "So what's it gonna be?"
At the exact moment, Split watched as the TwinBuilder Effigy sprouted from the ECTOBIOLOGY MACHINE. It pulsated with green energy. This, he knew, would be used to create himself. He pulled out his TIME CONSTRUCTS and set them to take him back to the present... but not without dropping off this new package first. And so, he left.
At the exact moment, STRUDELKITTY ticked away on the machine right next to me. She set its level of power. She set its area of effect. She set its recipient. In the center of the machine, she placed the SCRATCHED DISC, the one so sadly ailing all of you right now. Boo hoo hoo. Laugh it up.
At the exact moment, those in SCRATCH'S TOWER looked at the end of the HALLWAY. There was an elevator. They knew what they had to do.
At the exact moment, BUILD and SPLIT charged at each other, in the AFTERLIFE. They knew what they had to do.
At the exact moment, PIONO clutched the DISC OF MOJANG in his hand. He thought of PROJECT NEXUS. DIMENTIO. PHOBOS. They knew what they had to do.
At the exact moment, ROBOMONKEY ran down the BATTLEFIELD, ignoring all sense of stealth. They didn't care. They knew what they had to do.
At that exact moment, a robot finally arrived at the gate of the STEEL CITY, barely holding a crackling ALCHEMITER in his hands. They knew what they had to do.
At the exact moment, STRUDELKITTY's finger hovered over the final button in the sequence to activate the machine. She knew what she had to do.
At that exact moment, all of the things I just mentioned happened synchronously. STRUDELKITTY pressed the button.
The CRITICAL MOMENT had just transpired. Nothing was to be the same.
Scratch's Tower:
ManiacMaster: [AG] HP: 18/20. Equipped: IRON ARMOR, DIAMOND SWORD, UNUSUAL SOBER STUNTMAN. MAXED - IUEBOQUE DOMINUM. FINALE OPERANDI - THE EARTH-SPLITTER. IIII
Irecreeper: [AG] HP: 20/20. Equipped: IRON ARMOR, ENDERDRAGON'S SCYTHE, ENDERDRAGON HOODIE, METAL SLUG. MAXED - DUX CATHEDRA. FINALE OPERANDI - CHAIRSTORM CDXIII IIII
engie_ninja: [N] HP: 15/20. MAXED - FURTIM ARTIFEX. FINALE OPERANDI - MORE GUN IIII
TT2000: [AG] HP: 17/20. Equipped: IRON ARMOR, STARRY NIGHT. MAXED - VENIT NOX. FINALE OPERANDI - NIGHT OF GREEN SUN IIII
DemonicDaVinci: [N] HP: 20/20. Equipped: RETALIATIVE ARMOR, MIGHTY WALLOPER, DAVINCI AGGRESSOR, UNUSUAL ENGINEER'S CAP. MAXED - FUROR IMPIUS FACTOREUM. FINALE OPERANDI - EDEN'S MASTERPIECE IIII
Aegis-A095: [AG] HP: 13/20. MAXED - ET CONTRA DEFENDERE. FINALE OPERANDI - ULTIMATE ALCHEMY IIII
fseftr: [PG] HP: 20/20. Equipped: IRON ARMOR, RED BARRELS, SMALL CUEBALL VIEWFINDER. MAXED - VICTOR EX HYACINTHO. FINALE OPERANDI - RHAPSODY IN BLUE IIII
The_Idea_Modpack_Mod_Man: [N] HP: 20/20. Equipped: IRON ARMOR, DOOMBRINGER, CLOUD CONTROL HOODIE, HUNGER FORCE, UNUSUAL DEAD CONE. MAXED - RARUM EXITIO CONSUMPTIS. FINALE OPERANDI - SYMPHONY OF DESTRUCTION IIII
The_Serpent: [PG] HP: 18/20. Equipped: THE CROSSCIRCLE, DERSITE RIFLE, SCOUT SHAKO. MAXED - OBSCURE SERPENS MARIA. FINALE OPERANDI - THE UNAGI CATACLYSM IIII
TrampekTheQuantumShoe: [AG] HP: 20/20. Equipped: SNIPER RIFLE, TINKER'S COMPASS. Lv. 9: Shoe Shiner.
Leonstar0: [AG] HP: 20/20. Equipped: ARMISTYX, UNUSUAL BIG ELFIN DEAL. Level 9: Supernova.
Dimentiosome: [AG] HP: 20/20. Lv. 2: Second Guesser.
Piono: [AG] HP: 20/20. Equipped: BROKEN URANIUM'S UMBRAGE. Lv. 9: Substitute.
Nimbleguy: [AG] HP: 18/20. Lv. 2: Old OS.
Talist: [AG] HP: 15/20. Lv. 7: Peacemaker.
ninjatwist321: [AG] HP: 17/20. Equipped: SHOTGUN, ARCHON SWORD. Lv. 5: Manhunter.
~~~
Elevator. Leads to Final Floor.
Scratch's Manor:
[spoiler= The Basement]Fourth Floor - Discovered Rooms: Summit.
Summit - Players:
K4yne: [PG] HP: 20/20. Equipped: HELLSPAWN, CHAOS'S SINKER, STRANGE PHLOGISTINATOR. MAXED - MEDICUS MORTE. FINALE OPERANDI - PERSONAL INFERNO IIII
5l1n65h07: [N] HP: 20/20. Equipped: IRON ARMOR, XMD SWORD, STAFF OF THE COSMIC WHOLE. MAXED - POTENTIOR FUNDAE MAGNA. FINALE OPERANDI - ALPHA-OMEGA CONEXIO IIII
Amperz4nd: [AG] HP: 20/20. Equipped: WAR ARMOR, THE MERCURIAN MALADY, MONOCHROME SWORD. MAXED - ARGENTI IN BELLO. FINALE OPERANDI - HELL ON EARTH IIII
PitTheAngel: [AG] HP: 18/20. Equipped: FLINTLOCK STAFF, UNUSUAL COUNTERFEIT BILLYCOCK. MAXED - DUES SAGIITTARUS. FINALE OPERANDI - GODSEND IIII
huffpuff1337: [AG] HP: 19/20. Equipped: IRON ARMOR, DIAMOND SWORD. Lv. 4: Elite.
Leonstar0: [AG] HP: 20/20. Equipped: ARMISTYX, UNUSUAL BIG ELFIN DEAL. Level 9: Supernova.
Summit - Objects of Interest:
Transportalizer.
[/spoiler]
Group Inventory:
15 Gun Magazines / 6 Heart Containers / Clock / 60 Captchalogue Cards / Problem Sleuth Anthology / 2 Shotguns / 50 Ammo Packs / 10 Water Bottles / The Nature of Split Personalities / First Guardians for Dummies / Pesterchum 101 / 3 Bandages / 2 Diamonds / Piece of Paper / 3 Name Tags / 2 Desc. Tags / PDA / 3 Golden Apples 3 Record Discs / Jukebox / Rolled-Up Scroll / Crafting Table / Furnace / Enchanting Table / 3 Chests / Large Bookshelf / Red Potion / 61 Steak 256 Wooden Planks / 32 Nether Wart / Level Raiser
Sacred Items:
10 Elf Tears / 15 Hog Slop / 15 Pie Fillings / 17 Weasel Snot
Escape from Antichamber:
Flare Flames: [AG]
Should make it easier.
Link: http://pastebin.com/RJXtat6s
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