I call in a huge army, made entirely of oxygen molecules. I order them to attack. Suddenly, the En-Mech realizes something: He is SURROUNDED by entirely oxygen molecules! This was my plan ALL ALONG! MOO WAH HAH HAH!
I sign up on pesterchum as "CerbalGuy" and I request to be added to the echeladder as an Anti-Godmodder with my starting rank as "Wannabe Engineering Major".
Helium-3 Mining: 8/10
3 days later...
"30 minutes to reentry. Detaching service module. Deploying inflatable heat shield."
After another three days in transit, the mothership was approaching Minecraftia. Only 30 minutes to reentry. The main ship, having no more use, was jettisoned. But not before the entire capsule was filled with G-force cushioning liquids. Then the capsule deployed an inflatable heatshield, more durable than the ablative ones used during the Apollo Program. It would need both of those for its return to GodCraft.
STORYEDIT: Yeah, I had to retcon most of this post. The things one does for continuity.
Let me recharge my IMAGINATION before I get on the Alchemy horse again, OK?
"| will now assault your mind with subliminal messages!!!!!!!!!"
And with that, I assault PIONO'S mind with SUBLIMINAL MESSAGES of CANDY of all varieties, mixed in with the odd KILLER CLOWN and LESSER RANCH DRESSING ELEMENTAL. Of course, this is merely a distraction for my real attack. I use the PANDOOR OF ZILLYBAHR and bludgeon Piono from behind while he is focused on my mental assault.
I am not sorry he had to see that.
I also find time to charge at the MC-MECH, body slamming him with the PRISMPLATING OF ZILLYENDH, then slamming him again with the hammer mode of the SWEETRIFLE OF ZILLYHAMM.
I fly to the Alchemiter and put in the ingredients Time Travel Implant && Entropy Ingot, forming the Entropic Traveler. It functions the exact same way as the Time Travel Implant (movement through time and space), but with the added bonus of being able to increase and decrease entropy in a certain area.
Even More Rockets on the Planet: 7/35
Death Field 2: 4/11
Level 4. Entropic Traveler (assuming 5 posts like the Implant took): 1/5
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So, I completely skipped out on making any progress in the last few days...
Just for the hell of it, I, if it is allowed, create the redshirtiest army I can.
The Machine Hive {Amperzand} The Core: Local Command Broadcast Center, 200,000 health. The Fleet: Heavy Shield Units, 20,000x20. The Pawns: SWR-M Bots 1x1,500,0000. {Fairly sure the math on that works.}
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50/50 Expended!
I step into Grayhold, triple-locking the doors behind me. No interruptions.
Here we are... the final infusion. I stand at the central pedestal, and place the Hazel Wand upon it. Allow me to check my list...
-Hazel Wand
-Quills of Echidna x2
-Entropic Transfusion Stabilizer
-Miniature Green Sun
-[Full] Mind Honey Jar
-The Spellbinder
-Zazzerpan's Rods
-Black Jack
-Jokester's Wild
-Caledfwlch
-Psionic Honey
-Perpetually-Refilling Inkwell
That all seems to be in order... and the thousands of Essentia is assuredly ready. (Thanks to time travel, I obtained the Psionic Honey needed. Let it begin. I tap the Runic Matrix with a backup wand, and the essentia flows into the core runes, causing it to emit a pale purple light. I clench my hands into fists, very well realizing this could cause a Void Nova. I can literally see the Crystals and candles absorbing so much Flux. At that, I vent all the Gas and Goo into the tank at the bottom of the fortress. A few items explode/evaporate, and I replace them. Crossing my fingers, I see the Essentia stage is over, and the items are being consumed.
Furthest Ring, 09 hours in the future:
Yass ual ea'carrec thara uom. Of course, you would find it easier if I were to speak like this.
Kalare Erelye, my manifestations on your planet's extension, the Gray Ones and the Bronze Rod, have sent you as one who would lately have returned to the lands of dream which you have long lost, yet with greater freedom have risen to greater and nobler desires and curiosities. You wished to step up the violet steps of Aeronedium, to search out forgotten ebony cities in shimmerleaf-filled Imladris, and to rein on the opal throne of Ilek-Vad, whose fabulous towers and numberless domes rise mightily toward a single red star in a firmament alien to your Vetas and to all matter. You would not flee like a child from a scene disliked by a dream beloved, but plunge like a mage into that last and inmost of grantings which lies behind all scenes and dreams.
What you wish, I have found good; and I am ready to grant that which I have granted twelve times only to beings of sentient knowledge- six to humanoids, or those resembling them. I am ready to show you the startings to the long, arduous path to the Ultimate Mystery, to look on which is to blast a feeble spirit. Yet before you gaze full at the way to the last and first of Things you may still wield a free choice, and return if you will through the Ring with the Shield still unrest before your eyes. Will you accept? I shall. So, may we get down to business? We will. Afterwards, the moment will come, and you will see past the fields of mortal vision which plague your dear friends so.
He approves of His statement, and a large set of scales wheels over. I procure a large, glowing piece of bronze metal, bound to a single item, and place it on the left scale. The scale wobbles slightly, but stays put. The entire thing vanishes in a smog of dim gray mist. The being departs. I teleport back to GodCraft.
Back in Grayhold...
Molten lead begins to leak from the Matrix.
Wait. This is wrong.
Molten lead is a sign of a Void Nova.
The Matrix begins to blast tendrils of Nox, beginning to obtain a sense of gravity, dragging loose object towards it. A Void Nova, is probably when an infusion is so unstable (denoting extreme power) that it literally consumes or annihilates all magic in the universe, generates a quantum singularity, and corrupts anything within a ninety kilometer radius with Taint. I say probably because it is a matter of conjecture.
I leap towards the Matrix. Suddenly, the Nova is dragged out of the Runic Matrix by some more-than-omnipotent force. The objects sailing towards the singularity slam into the ground. A dim gray mist drags the Nova up, and causes it to decompress.
What in the world...?
The gray mist leaks into the Hazel Wand. The infusion finishes at the same moment.
Later, I exit Grayhold, a sort of... Bronze Rod in hand. Directly afterwards, I teleport onto the MC Freedom once more, and cast my first spell with the masterpiece, directly blasting Piono in the chest with the mystical energy of the Hazel Wand, currently pulsating an erelyean (the navy/violet/Grimdark aura) aura.
You quickly load up the Viewport (as this is a modified version of Pesterchum that is named something in Quenya, but I choose to translate), and enter the coordinates of the person that sent you the money.
Your theory is that all races involved with GodCraft will have a Sburb session, and oversee the development of an alternate human race. It remains to be seen whether this is accurate or not, though you are likely being an idiot. So, who is this young lady?
>ENTER NAME.
You have a sudden urge to put something utterly pointless into the terminal, but suppress it. No idiocy is permitted at this point. Instead, you type in something more... productive. And, by that, I mean you have just seen Zoey Lefebvre for the first time.
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VUM, ME QBIXX PIYE IV AVPERWAQQAUV, UD QURPQ;
CU! RENEX AV PBE WUUVXACBP OVFER PBE GUORPQ.
~~~
Kar nfnuvvh qoyekc-wmyk nhrvrgwkcs; kie whiznuw; klh zsiek nmor pxgpfhh kce psl wkuh ik cfyu xptzgvrfk.
I travel into the future and see the Endgame. I feel it is my purpose to usher in the already predestined ending. I get the Kid to fire a shot and CaptainM8ndfang, doing an assured 1 damage. I, on the other hand, have completely realized the purpose of this battle. It's a free for all, there are no alliances, the only goal the AGs have in common is the Godmodder's downfall, and the only goal the PGs have in common is the Godmodder's rise. Other than that, these armies have nothing else. I fly to the closest target in sight, the Master Chair Redux, and slice off all of the chair legs, or any substitute it has.
Even More Rockets on the Planet: 8/35
Death Field 2: 5/11
Level 4. Entropic Traveler: 2/5
I whip out the GREENLANCE OF ZILLYROL and the ORB OF SUGAR! I proceed to harness the mystical powers in the orb to fire a stream of PURE CANDY ELEMENT at Piono! I then charge him with the GREENLANCE from another angle, opposite Erelye's blast!
I also drop the ZILLY NO ANVIL onto the head of the MC-MECH!
The battlefield suddenly glows a brilliant white, resembling the shape of the crescent moon. As if offended by the presence of the sun, a gigantic ray of moonlight blasts into the sky, slowly pushing the sun away and choking out the sunlight. Then, illuminated by the moonlight, the image of a terrifying yet familiar multiversally large starship warps into view, hovering over the battlefield...
...And then it bulldozes the sun out of the way. The moon shows up in the sky to replace the sun, as the Mainframe warps out of view. The ray of moonlight, reflecting off the moon, causes it to shine brilliantly. A few seconds after the ray of moonlight stops shining from the battlefield, another ray beams down onto the EN-Mech. A pulse of lunar energy blasts the mech, causing a magnificent white explosion.
The moon itself continues shining white for a few seconds, before illuminating a small area of the battlefield. A small figure can be seen descending onto the area, but as it gets closer, the more observant notice that the figure is actually quite large. Then it lands, kneeling in apparent prayer.
The figure appears to be armored in silver, akin to a knight, and wielding a huge two-handed sword. The armor glows a silvery white, same as the sword, both empowered by the moonlight, an aura hovering around the figure. After a white, the figure stands, slightly bigger than the EN-Mech (assuming that's the tallest mech).
"THE UNHOLY SHALL BE SLAIN!"
The sword ignites, blazing white, as the knight charges.
Titanic Lunar Knight: 300000/300000 (NEUTRAL BOSS!) [Receives reduced damage from Mechs] [Moonsilver Blade: |||] [Final Day: BEGINS UPON DEATH]
(The reduced damage from mechs is to make the Titanic Lunar Knight not die instantly to every single mech comboing it. Moonsilver Blade is basically it's special attack, which is up to Twin to decide what it does because bleh. Final Day is a LoZ reference.)
Overworld: I use NUKED on the EN-Mech. The Control Core Tank roars again and blasts the EN-Mech. The Titanic Lunar Knight attacks the MC-Mech. Triple Threat regroup, trying to find a target.
Dreamscape: Give me that Grand Fire Gem and that Grand Ice Gem. I want to try something.
Frostfire Gunman: 40HP + 10 Frostfire Armor, 8 base fire/ice damage, attacks apply Cold Burn (5 fire/ice damage for 3 turns), Frostfire Armor regenerates every turn, action: 6
Buff or nerf where appropriate - buff due to use of two gems, nerf due to possible OPness
(STINGER) Aboard the Mainframe: A hobo dressed as Santa continues joyriding the giant starship, clearly drunk off his butt and singing obscene christmas carols horribly off-key, oblivious (much like various shops in town) to the fact that IT'S NOT CHRISTMAS YET!
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Clockwarp Gauntlet 4/6
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I continue to fire curse after curse at Piono, until I arc my wand down, dragging the nearest non-me, not Vriska entity into him. Oh, and I suppose I pull out a spare Green Sun, and teleport it into the inventory of Ms. Serket. I hope this does not end up being too detrimental. Anyhow, I turn back to Piono, and transmute his upper body into acid with a few hand movements in painful directions. Luckily, have a double-jointed right thumb. I would not be able to do the maneuvers otherwise.
Meanwhile, the small fleet of Void or Bust-s floats above the MC Freedom. The lower seals begin to open, revealing...
An army of pseudo-life. 177,462 abominations of reality, made of fused quartz and tallow. Dripping oil. The creatures proceed to close the gates, and initiate a small series of skirmishes against the Nexus forces, using hyperplasmic cannons, turrets, and other forms of space weaponry all run by my ~ATH codes.
I cast Word of God on the Nexus troops. Not the EN-Mech, as it no longer concerns me. Hah.
THIS is who sent me the money? I was expecting somebody more... rich, and present in a session?
No, obviously not. I've clearly just shown you this to pull your leg. Clearly.
So, what will you do? You could sent her a hate-filled message at the end of her timeline, or you could do something legitimately productive. Productivity is key. Now, from what you know, it is time to get your chat up.
ambiguousTheoretician [AT] began pestering abnormalConfidant [AC].
AT: Elen sila lumenn' omentielvo.
AT: Ná ses.
AC: What're you talking about?!
AC: Are you some kind of LARPer, or whatever?
AT: What? I thought humans spoke Quenya? It was shown in the only series of historical tomes written by humans I've been able to locate.
AC: What?
AT: They were called something foreign, I think. The Tolkien legendarium.
AC: Oh my god. You're a meticulous dumbass.
AT: If you're going to say such, I may as well get to the point.
AC: Me first. What's this about humans? Are you insinuating you aren't a human?
AT: Connoting? My genus is certainly realistic, not a matter of doubt.
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VUM, ME QBIXX PIYE IV AVPERWAQQAUV, UD QURPQ;
CU! RENEX AV PBE WUUVXACBP OVFER PBE GUORPQ.
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Kar nfnuvvh qoyekc-wmyk nhrvrgwkcs; kie whiznuw; klh zsiek nmor pxgpfhh kce psl wkuh ik cfyu xptzgvrfk.
=ACTION=
I use the MATERIAL PLANE to fire MODEL AIRPLANES at Burnt K4yne.
=EXECUTE=
Negate Attack has been casted on the Chair-God!
If the Chair-God would take more than 100,000 damage in a turn / would be killed in a turn, all attacks used on him are magically stopped, and they never happened. Then Negate Attack wears off.
I fly up to and through the M.C. freedom, cutting a triangle all the way up through it until I reach to core or engine of the ship. I think about it for a second and decide that a mop might not be good for the ship's overall well being, so I through my ever so precious Smart Mop into it, hopefully causing an explosion. I fly out of the core/engine room and touch down on the ship and make a WICKED BATTLE POSE, striking mild fear in the heart of Feenix Right, who then dies of a heart attack. Poor man, old age must've gotten to him.
Even More Rockets on the Planet: 9/35
Death Field 2: 6/11
Level 4 Entropic Traveler: 3/5
Uugh... Xc4no... 4r3 you r34lly turn1ng N3utr4l? 1 GU322 th12 qu4l1f132 42 4 2hock1ng tw12t. 21gh. Hold on. M4g1c Cu3 84ll, do you m1nd t3ll1ng m3 who DTG3'2 GM 12? 1'm pr3tty 2ur3 th4t you'r3 not go1ng to 4n2w3r 8ut wh4t3v3r. Okay, now I decide to use shoot a Mech with the Tyrian Octave and use High Noon on it.
Bluh bluh more creative attacks against Piono I guess. I force the Orb of Sanity on Tazz so that he can be more coherent or whatever, then try to poke Tricky.
Green Solarhead 9/11
Flare 6/11
Coronal Ejector 6/11
I finish Lex Ordinis
4/8 for Anew Arisen
Nightshade Vial OR Arsenic AND iocane powder AND necroa virus 1/?
jokealchemy: Ircucvci OR Terra Firma AND Levis Ignis AND diluvium AND Superosque AND Vi Naturae AND Navitas Nox AND Arctoae AND Arcum Aereum AND Nulla Stella AND Denito Surrexit AND Deum Lucem AND Nocte Consumens AND Abiit AND Exedo AND Lex Ordinis. This is getting ridiculous, but I'm still not finished. The power of this blade is going to be ridiculous.
On a semi-related note: twin, are we going to get more spoils of war, or have we retrieved them all?
All attacks aimed at piono this round are rerouted to unfortunate Nexus mooks/ships, as piono has not yet respawned, but some of those attacks look really cool and I want to see what happens.
Suddenly, Tricky, having disappeared into the sky some time before, slams into the deck.
The entire ships heaves, a number of nexus mooks and youtubers die. The entire ship dips sharply.
wallpost:
piono turns to serpent.
It doesn't matter.
It seems that my blast kept it obscured from Eternis's distracted vision.
Your Drakon has been disassembled at the quantum level.
Serpent attempts to timestep out of the way, but is blocked by piono, who somehow moved even faster.
Did you really think you could escape that easily?
The cracks in the fourth wall flare again. All exits from the fourth wall are blocked once more.
Its never that easy.
Especially not against me.
Eternis and the OP King continue to fight in the background.
They speak in an ancient language.
Unknowable to Serpent, but so great as to fill up ones head as if screamed into by the loudest thing in existence. How? How are you so powerful? Only one of your seals has been broken! You know even less than usual Eternis. I have had two broken. And a third put in stasis. How?! I have allies.
The two continue duking it out.
The OP King has the upper hand, but Eternis isn't using all his energy...
He seems to be looking for an opening of some sort.
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I sign up on pesterchum as "CerbalGuy" and I request to be added to the echeladder as an Anti-Godmodder with my starting rank as "Wannabe Engineering Major".Helium-3 Mining: 8/10
3 days later..."30 minutes to reentry. Detaching service module. Deploying inflatable heat shield."After another three days in transit, the mothership was approaching Minecraftia. Only 30 minutes to reentry. The main ship, having no more use, was jettisoned. But not before the entire capsule was filled with G-force cushioning liquids. Then the capsule deployed an inflatable heatshield, more durable than the ablative ones used during the Apollo Program. It would need both of those for its return to GodCraft.
STORYEDIT: Yeah, I had to retcon most of this post. The things one does for continuity.
In the grim darkness of an imprisoned Minecraftia, there is only war.
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Let me recharge my IMAGINATION before I get on the Alchemy horse again, OK?
"| will now assault your mind with subliminal messages!!!!!!!!!"
And with that, I assault PIONO'S mind with SUBLIMINAL MESSAGES of CANDY of all varieties, mixed in with the odd KILLER CLOWN and LESSER RANCH DRESSING ELEMENTAL. Of course, this is merely a distraction for my real attack. I use the PANDOOR OF ZILLYBAHR and bludgeon Piono from behind while he is focused on my mental assault.
I am not sorry he had to see that.
I also find time to charge at the MC-MECH, body slamming him with the PRISMPLATING OF ZILLYENDH, then slamming him again with the hammer mode of the SWEETRIFLE OF ZILLYHAMM.
I fly to the Alchemiter and put in the ingredients Time Travel Implant && Entropy Ingot, forming the Entropic Traveler. It functions the exact same way as the Time Travel Implant (movement through time and space), but with the added bonus of being able to increase and decrease entropy in a certain area.
Even More Rockets on the Planet: 7/35
Death Field 2: 4/11
Level 4. Entropic Traveler (assuming 5 posts like the Implant took): 1/5
He scream
Just for the hell of it, I, if it is allowed, create the redshirtiest army I can.
The Machine Hive {Amperzand} The Core: Local Command Broadcast Center, 200,000 health. The Fleet: Heavy Shield Units, 20,000x20. The Pawns: SWR-M Bots 1x1,500,0000. {Fairly sure the math on that works.}
If not, whatever, kinda expected it to happen.
I roll the Chthonic Octave!
I fire the White Dwarf!
All Charges progress!
happen
Somehow, I ended up GM-ing this thing over at Bay12;
http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=149024.870
Mini- Bio-Annihilator 2/4
Mini- Ion Cannon 1/2
Battlefield: BT:Ultrmarine SJ-Mech
Blue's Fleet: Target SJ Mech
HMAS Victor:
Dreamscape: Cool
Pokeball Things: Nature, Magic
Evil Snow Man: Snowball
Nomblequest:
-HMAS Victor-
AI, find the president, and tell me who those teams work for.
Rescue mission initiated.
Uncovering conspiracies...
Progress: 4%
Psionic Honey 4/6
Clockwarp Gauntlet 4/6
Staff of the Rings 4/7
50/50 Expended!
I step into Grayhold, triple-locking the doors behind me. No interruptions.
Here we are... the final infusion. I stand at the central pedestal, and place the Hazel Wand upon it. Allow me to check my list...
-Hazel Wand
-Quills of Echidna x2
-Entropic Transfusion Stabilizer
-Miniature Green Sun
-[Full] Mind Honey Jar
-The Spellbinder
-Zazzerpan's Rods
-Black Jack
-Jokester's Wild
-Caledfwlch
-Psionic Honey
-Perpetually-Refilling Inkwell
That all seems to be in order... and the thousands of Essentia is assuredly ready. (Thanks to time travel, I obtained the Psionic Honey needed. Let it begin. I tap the Runic Matrix with a backup wand, and the essentia flows into the core runes, causing it to emit a pale purple light. I clench my hands into fists, very well realizing this could cause a Void Nova. I can literally see the Crystals and candles absorbing so much Flux. At that, I vent all the Gas and Goo into the tank at the bottom of the fortress. A few items explode/evaporate, and I replace them. Crossing my fingers, I see the Essentia stage is over, and the items are being consumed.
Furthest Ring, 09 hours in the future:
Yass ual ea'carrec thara uom. Of course, you would find it easier if I were to speak like this.
Kalare Erelye, my manifestations on your planet's extension, the Gray Ones and the Bronze Rod, have sent you as one who would lately have returned to the lands of dream which you have long lost, yet with greater freedom have risen to greater and nobler desires and curiosities. You wished to step up the violet steps of Aeronedium, to search out forgotten ebony cities in shimmerleaf-filled Imladris, and to rein on the opal throne of Ilek-Vad, whose fabulous towers and numberless domes rise mightily toward a single red star in a firmament alien to your Vetas and to all matter. You would not flee like a child from a scene disliked by a dream beloved, but plunge like a mage into that last and inmost of grantings which lies behind all scenes and dreams.
What you wish, I have found good; and I am ready to grant that which I have granted twelve times only to beings of sentient knowledge- six to humanoids, or those resembling them. I am ready to show you the startings to the long, arduous path to the Ultimate Mystery, to look on which is to blast a feeble spirit. Yet before you gaze full at the way to the last and first of Things you may still wield a free choice, and return if you will through the Ring with the Shield still unrest before your eyes. Will you accept?
I shall. So, may we get down to business?
We will. Afterwards, the moment will come, and you will see past the fields of mortal vision which plague your dear friends so.
He approves of His statement, and a large set of scales wheels over. I procure a large, glowing piece of bronze metal, bound to a single item, and place it on the left scale. The scale wobbles slightly, but stays put. The entire thing vanishes in a smog of dim gray mist. The being departs. I teleport back to GodCraft.
Back in Grayhold...
Molten lead begins to leak from the Matrix.
Wait. This is wrong.
Molten lead is a sign of a Void Nova.
The Matrix begins to blast tendrils of Nox, beginning to obtain a sense of gravity, dragging loose object towards it. A Void Nova, is probably when an infusion is so unstable (denoting extreme power) that it literally consumes or annihilates all magic in the universe, generates a quantum singularity, and corrupts anything within a ninety kilometer radius with Taint. I say probably because it is a matter of conjecture.
I leap towards the Matrix. Suddenly, the Nova is dragged out of the Runic Matrix by some more-than-omnipotent force. The objects sailing towards the singularity slam into the ground. A dim gray mist drags the Nova up, and causes it to decompress.
What in the world...?
The gray mist leaks into the Hazel Wand. The infusion finishes at the same moment.
Later, I exit Grayhold, a sort of... Bronze Rod in hand. Directly afterwards, I teleport onto the MC Freedom once more, and cast my first spell with the masterpiece, directly blasting Piono in the chest with the mystical energy of the Hazel Wand, currently pulsating an erelyean (the navy/violet/Grimdark aura) aura.
=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
You quickly load up the Viewport (as this is a modified version of Pesterchum that is named something in Quenya, but I choose to translate), and enter the coordinates of the person that sent you the money.
Your theory is that all races involved with GodCraft will have a Sburb session, and oversee the development of an alternate human race. It remains to be seen whether this is accurate or not, though you are likely being an idiot. So, who is this young lady?
>ENTER NAME.
You have a sudden urge to put something utterly pointless into the terminal, but suppress it. No idiocy is permitted at this point. Instead, you type in something more... productive. And, by that, I mean you have just seen Zoey Lefebvre for the first time.
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I travel into the future and see the Endgame. I feel it is my purpose to usher in the already predestined ending. I get the Kid to fire a shot and CaptainM8ndfang, doing an assured 1 damage. I, on the other hand, have completely realized the purpose of this battle. It's a free for all, there are no alliances, the only goal the AGs have in common is the Godmodder's downfall, and the only goal the PGs have in common is the Godmodder's rise. Other than that, these armies have nothing else. I fly to the closest target in sight, the Master Chair Redux, and slice off all of the chair legs, or any substitute it has.
Even More Rockets on the Planet: 8/35
Death Field 2: 5/11
Level 4. Entropic Traveler: 2/5
He scream
...Bluh, no Alchemies...
I whip out the GREENLANCE OF ZILLYROL and the ORB OF SUGAR! I proceed to harness the mystical powers in the orb to fire a stream of PURE CANDY ELEMENT at Piono! I then charge him with the GREENLANCE from another angle, opposite Erelye's blast!
I also drop the ZILLY NO ANVIL onto the head of the MC-MECH!
"Excellent."
The battlefield suddenly glows a brilliant white, resembling the shape of the crescent moon. As if offended by the presence of the sun, a gigantic ray of moonlight blasts into the sky, slowly pushing the sun away and choking out the sunlight. Then, illuminated by the moonlight, the image of a terrifying yet familiar multiversally large starship warps into view, hovering over the battlefield...
...And then it bulldozes the sun out of the way. The moon shows up in the sky to replace the sun, as the Mainframe warps out of view. The ray of moonlight, reflecting off the moon, causes it to shine brilliantly. A few seconds after the ray of moonlight stops shining from the battlefield, another ray beams down onto the EN-Mech. A pulse of lunar energy blasts the mech, causing a magnificent white explosion.
The moon itself continues shining white for a few seconds, before illuminating a small area of the battlefield. A small figure can be seen descending onto the area, but as it gets closer, the more observant notice that the figure is actually quite large. Then it lands, kneeling in apparent prayer.
The figure appears to be armored in silver, akin to a knight, and wielding a huge two-handed sword. The armor glows a silvery white, same as the sword, both empowered by the moonlight, an aura hovering around the figure. After a white, the figure stands, slightly bigger than the EN-Mech (assuming that's the tallest mech).
"THE UNHOLY SHALL BE SLAIN!"
The sword ignites, blazing white, as the knight charges.
Titanic Lunar Knight: 300000/300000 (NEUTRAL BOSS!) [Receives reduced damage from Mechs] [Moonsilver Blade: |||] [Final Day: BEGINS UPON DEATH]
(The reduced damage from mechs is to make the Titanic Lunar Knight not die instantly to every single mech comboing it. Moonsilver Blade is basically it's special attack, which is up to Twin to decide what it does because bleh. Final Day is a LoZ reference.)
Overworld: I use NUKED on the EN-Mech. The Control Core Tank roars again and blasts the EN-Mech. The Titanic Lunar Knight attacks the MC-Mech. Triple Threat regroup, trying to find a target.
Dreamscape: Give me that Grand Fire Gem and that Grand Ice Gem. I want to try something.
Frostfire Gunman: 40HP + 10 Frostfire Armor, 8 base fire/ice damage, attacks apply Cold Burn (5 fire/ice damage for 3 turns), Frostfire Armor regenerates every turn, action: 6
Buff or nerf where appropriate - buff due to use of two gems, nerf due to possible OPness
(STINGER) Aboard the Mainframe: A hobo dressed as Santa continues joyriding the giant starship, clearly drunk off his butt and singing obscene christmas carols horribly off-key, oblivious (much like various shops in town) to the fact that IT'S NOT CHRISTMAS YET!
GODDAMN IT
STUPID GENDERFLIP VIRUS
Clockwarp Gauntlet 4/6
Staff of the Rings 4/7
I continue to fire curse after curse at Piono, until I arc my wand down, dragging the nearest non-me, not Vriska entity into him. Oh, and I suppose I pull out a spare Green Sun, and teleport it into the inventory of Ms. Serket. I hope this does not end up being too detrimental. Anyhow, I turn back to Piono, and transmute his upper body into acid with a few hand movements in painful directions. Luckily, have a double-jointed right thumb. I would not be able to do the maneuvers otherwise.
Meanwhile, the small fleet of Void or Bust-s floats above the MC Freedom. The lower seals begin to open, revealing...
An army of pseudo-life. 177,462 abominations of reality, made of fused quartz and tallow. Dripping oil. The creatures proceed to close the gates, and initiate a small series of skirmishes against the Nexus forces, using hyperplasmic cannons, turrets, and other forms of space weaponry all run by my ~ATH codes.
I cast Word of God on the Nexus troops. Not the EN-Mech, as it no longer concerns me. Hah.
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THIS is who sent me the money? I was expecting somebody more... rich, and present in a session?
No, obviously not. I've clearly just shown you this to pull your leg. Clearly.
So, what will you do? You could sent her a hate-filled message at the end of her timeline, or you could do something legitimately productive. Productivity is key. Now, from what you know, it is time to get your chat up.
ambiguousTheoretician [AT] began pestering abnormalConfidant [AC].
AT: Elen sila lumenn' omentielvo.
AT: Ná ses.
AC: What're you talking about?!
AC: Are you some kind of LARPer, or whatever?
AT: What? I thought humans spoke Quenya? It was shown in the only series of historical tomes written by humans I've been able to locate.
AC: What?
AT: They were called something foreign, I think. The Tolkien legendarium.
AC: Oh my god. You're a meticulous dumbass.
AT: If you're going to say such, I may as well get to the point.
AC: Me first. What's this about humans? Are you insinuating you aren't a human?
AT: Connoting? My genus is certainly realistic, not a matter of doubt.
=CHARGE=
-25 / 25- Inversion -> Negate Attack -> EXECUTE.
+2 to Modpack
=ACTION=
I use the MATERIAL PLANE to fire MODEL AIRPLANES at Burnt K4yne.
=EXECUTE=
Negate Attack has been casted on the Chair-God!
If the Chair-God would take more than 100,000 damage in a turn / would be killed in a turn, all attacks used on him are magically stopped, and they never happened. Then Negate Attack wears off.
The dream that you've never dreamed is suddenly about to FLOWER.
Chair-City? (Ind) (Tra)
I fly up to and through the M.C. freedom, cutting a triangle all the way up through it until I reach to core or engine of the ship. I think about it for a second and decide that a mop might not be good for the ship's overall well being, so I through my ever so precious Smart Mop into it, hopefully causing an explosion. I fly out of the core/engine room and touch down on the ship and make a WICKED BATTLE POSE, striking mild fear in the heart of Feenix Right, who then dies of a heart attack. Poor man, old age must've gotten to him.
Even More Rockets on the Planet: 9/35
Death Field 2: 6/11
Level 4 Entropic Traveler: 3/5
He scream
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
Mini- Bio-Annihilator 2/4
Mini- Ion Cannon 1/2
Battlefield: BT:Noah's Flood the SJ-Mech
Blue's Fleet:
HMAS Victor:
Dreamscape:
Pokeball Things: Nature, Magic
Evil Snow Man:
Nomblequest:
-HMAS Victor-
Uncovering conspiracies...
Progress: 9%
Action 2/3
Stellar Energy Harness: 43/50
Elemental Retribution: 18/50
I maek a sttaemten soo flul fo erorsr teh Godmodder wnats ot celan ti pu.
Sword Dmaage: 51K/250K
Constructs: 3/3
An alternate timeline emerges.
However, we must first start from the beginning...
Bluh bluh more creative attacks against Piono I guess. I force the Orb of Sanity on Tazz so that he can be more coherent or whatever, then try to poke Tricky.
Green Solarhead 9/11
Flare 6/11
Coronal Ejector 6/11
Cat drawn by me. Accepting requests, depending on a lot of things. DTG Atsume: http://www.imgur.com/a/tij95
1'-[7']-{'3}-'3-'3 '6-11'-7'-6'-7' '1-{'3}-8'-12'-'3-2'
'10-'5-'8-'11 1'-[7']-8'-7'-'3 '2-11'-2'-'9-7'
'10-'5-'3-'3 1'-[7']-'3 '10-8'-{'3}-['10]-4'-7'
'10-{'3}-'3-'3-'6-8'-4' {'3}-11'-2'-'9-7'
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4/8 for Anew Arisen
Nightshade Vial OR Arsenic AND iocane powder AND necroa virus 1/?
jokealchemy: Ircucvci OR Terra Firma AND Levis Ignis AND diluvium AND Superosque AND Vi Naturae AND Navitas Nox AND Arctoae AND Arcum Aereum AND Nulla Stella AND Denito Surrexit AND Deum Lucem AND Nocte Consumens AND Abiit AND Exedo AND Lex Ordinis. This is getting ridiculous, but I'm still not finished. The power of this blade is going to be ridiculous.
On a semi-related note: twin, are we going to get more spoils of war, or have we retrieved them all?
All attacks aimed at piono this round are rerouted to unfortunate Nexus mooks/ships, as piono has not yet respawned, but some of those attacks look really cool and I want to see what happens.
Suddenly, Tricky, having disappeared into the sky some time before, slams into the deck.
The entire ships heaves, a number of nexus mooks and youtubers die. The entire ship dips sharply.
wallpost:
piono turns to serpent.
It doesn't matter.
It seems that my blast kept it obscured from Eternis's distracted vision.
Your Drakon has been disassembled at the quantum level.
Serpent attempts to timestep out of the way, but is blocked by piono, who somehow moved even faster.
Did you really think you could escape that easily?
The cracks in the fourth wall flare again. All exits from the fourth wall are blocked once more.
Its never that easy.
Especially not against me.
Eternis and the OP King continue to fight in the background.
They speak in an ancient language.
Unknowable to Serpent, but so great as to fill up ones head as if screamed into by the loudest thing in existence.
How?
How are you so powerful?
Only one of your seals has been broken!
You know even less than usual Eternis.
I have had two broken.
And a third put in stasis.
How?!
I have allies.
The two continue duking it out.
The OP King has the upper hand, but Eternis isn't using all his energy...
He seems to be looking for an opening of some sort.
DTG Co Labs
Nope, sorry guys, no Destroy the Godmodder relevant stuff here...
At least, not yet.