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POST 1;
10/10 New Horizons
MY INVENTORY
I +1 Leon and Erelye.
(Gerbil Clone): HarvesteR, use Krackenswipe on the Focused Doubt.
(Gerbil Ghost Image): Well, welcome everyone. Some of you have been here before. Welcome back, Ikea.
Null&Void Botanic Bewitched Fused Eldritch Creation Infernal Conclave Glitchy Conch Cosmic Tubas of Yggdrasil ==> Execute: --------
NO MOVES FOUND IN DATABASE. USE LEGACY DATABASE?
No. Call interrupt 413.
SOFTWARE INTERRUPT AWKNOWLEGED: ENABLE MOVE CREATION. ENABLED.
Null&Void Botanic Bewitched Fused Eldritch Creation Infernal Conclave Glitchy Conch Cosmic Tubas of Yggdrasil ==> Execute: Yggdraillian Aperture The ancient Mycelium focus guarding the Tuba's Bell fluctuates, creating the same Spirograph pattern as the portal. Out of the center comes a oversized, sprawling branch. A branch exactly mimicking Yggdrasil's. The branch gets stuck in the not-yet closed Arr1val P0rtal. The giant branch hollows out. Within the Void, the branch stops in the center of the two portals. It unleashes a suction so great that it pulls out everthing not on bolts from Aperture. Specifically, every companion cube that has ever existed. As well as every Weighted Storage Cube. They all come flowing into the Tubas, held in such a tiny space by the very architecture of Yggdrasil. Next, the branch becomes pointed. The blue portal closes, while the orange one is jammed. The branch of Yggdrail dyes itself orange. It reaches out, and punctures a hole in the Void. This hole leads to Trifecta me's house. The side leading to Universe B gets dyed a blue. A blue spirograph opens up... Ah. Just what I needed. Hmm... Oh yeah. Here it is. Trifecta me throws a box through the Yggdrasillian Spirograph. It travels through, to Universe C next to Gerbil. Both ends of the portal promptly closes, after the Yggdrasil Branch recedes into the Tubas.
Null&Void Botanic Bewitched Fused Eldritch Creation Infernal Conclave Glitchy Conch Cosmic Tubas of Yggdrasil ==> Execute: Cube Science The pattern of the Mycelium changes to a cube shape, with heart corners. It gets ready and... A burned companion cube pops out, seeking revenge. With it is every other Companion Cube and Weighted Storage Cube in Aperture Science history. All of them impact the Ghost of GLaDOS.
I take this box in hand... and press the top of it. The panel flips, revealing a monitor and a keyboard. Setup procedures finish.
Blinkenlights: Version 1.0.0 - Arr1val Ed1t10n
Type "info" for use instructions
> info
Type in any assembler instruction, and the server will execute it. Type "CPL (NUMBER)" to set the current permission level.
> CPL 3
> hlt
> CPL 0
> hlt
The server completely freezes, then throws a General Protection Fault(Which I would recommend googling).
-snip-
@Nimble: Oops, I forgot to respond last time. So... I have a wrench. I glue it to the end of my sword. Maybe that will count as a wand. I then try to... eh... unscrew reality around The Prince.
-snip-
What is the material the sword is made of? Energy of Creation seeps through the disjointed reality. 12,000 Damage to The Prince!
[quote=fseftr;/members/fseftr;/forums/off-topic/forum-games/435676-destroy-the-godmodder-2-operator-arrival-imminent?comment=17417]-snip-
Nomblequest: Fight?
-snip- What will you use to fight with?
Some of the Void Clouds prepare to defend the others...
Orbital Weapons
Mini- Bio-Annihilator 1/4
Mini- Ion Cannon 1/2
Battlefield: Below
Orbital Weapons:
Dreamscape:
Pokeball Things: Nature
Nomblequest: The staff thing I found.
Windfall 2/3
I read the next unread chapter in the guide.
-HMAS Victor-
Uncovering conspiracies...
Unexpected setbacks...
-Battlefield-
You know what's interesting about this universe?
The number of participants in this war can be potentially infinite.
As fseftr finishes his sentence, the sounds of yelling and marching appear from all around the battlefield. Everyone on the battlefield glances somewhere at the horizon, and they all see the same sight. An army of tens of millions of players in Steve skins, all decked in full enchanted diamond gear, surround the entire warzone in ranks thousands thick.
Minecraft accounts are not very expensive, and there's quite the black market on this server for gear.
I'm surprise this hasn't been tried before, though I suppose not too many of you here can afford and control all of these.
Luckily, I am one of those few.
The army yells, and charges into the battlefield, right at the Minecraftian elites. Most of them stay back and unleash a torrent of arrows, but a a couple hundred thousand rush in to surround the elites and fight them in melee. They are well equipped, but not particularly proficient at combat, and the ones in the front line fall by the thousands, and the ones in the back begin dying as well, but at a slower rate. Out of every fallen warrior, a small amount of olive gas rises. Olive gas soon fills the battlefield, and the cloud grows larger and denser as more of the players fall. By the time the last player falls, which takes several hours, the olive fog is so thick, nobody can see anything.
IKEA looks around, having just slain the last player. In front of him appears fseftr, wielding a diamond axe. The king is blinded as fseftr's axe begins glowing a blinding olive. If he could see, he would would have seen that the olive fog was rapidly dispersing, being absorbed into the axe. After about a minute, the battlefield has cleared completely, and the axe glows with the light of a thousand suns. Fseftr holds the axe above his head, prepared to swing.
The life force of those fifty million players are in this axe, so they won't be respawning.
It's not a genocide, because they weren't really alive.
And you won't be either, in a couple of seconds.
Fseftr swings. At the moment of impact, an explosion occurs with the power of, well, fifty million lives, originating at the point of impact, which happens to be IKEA's wooden flesh.
(The elites and IKEA should both have taken damage. Collateral to the others if you're feeling generous)
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Binary warps me and my vessel into th- *Flicker* -Binary reaches out and- *Flickerflicker* -as Binary's will bends to teleportation, I tesser one plane to the right, run into- *Flicker* -I tesser one world to the right, tear through the outer heliosphere of a small star, suffer severe damage, and war- *Flicker* -the burning hull of the Supergiant smashes into the ground a few miles away from the main battle, watching as a chronally-displaced artillery station burns in the sky of another time...
"Well, that'll need some time to repair..."
"E4sy pea5y, just get it up her3, I can still fix."
"I'm feeling well enough to fight, what's the verdict?"
"You ar3 well enough 7o fight. Arm yours5elf."
I orbital drop into the Minecraftian Elites, spraying rubble in every direction!
"Hah, you idiotic {EXPLETIVE DELETED} are in for a bad day..."
The Demimech, a four meter hulk of twisted, burned black metal, surrounded by a nimbus of harsh gray radiation not unlike a Grimdark aura, and accompanied by the harsh whine of a damaged reactor, is probably not that intimidating to these elite player-killers, but I can fix that.
The silhouettes of the Damned walk behind me, the world itself- *Flicker* -itself flickers a half-second back at random in my presence, I have enough heavy weapons on my person to level north america, and I'm higher than the sky on emergency meds.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
Amperzand: COMBAT OPERANDI: DYNAMIC DUO!
I roll the Chthonic Octave into my other palm, then show the Elites what I rolled.
I Scratch the Record Scratcher, spin up the White Dwarf's presumed Fourth Wall powers, and charge, firing uberjazz and smashing whatever gets close with the White Dwarf's staffmode!
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Upon seeing the amusement of Hank and Vriska, my face is tinged slightly with a grayish blue color.
I proceed to draw the Hazel Wand. Flash-stepping out of the way of the Emerald Nova fire, I end up before a large crowd of Minecraft Elites. Staring them down, (smug) grin still on my face, I point the Hazel Wand at a stray Elite. Immediately, said Elite is blown back into the bedrock-level pit I blew into earlier. Just before they strike the ground far below, they are skewered by a tendril of violet energy, and torn to pieces upon impact with the bedrock. Then, I stare at the other Elites. Suddenly, I transform the Hazel Wand into a sword once more, and disappear, flash-stepping towards the unfortunate group of Elites. Immediately, they all collapse over, exhibiting holes in their chests/ missing limbs, dripping (disappearing) blood. Reappearing in the center of the group, I hold the Wand in wand form. Blasts of violet light and bolts of infused lightning pierce through the backs of the survivors, lightning leaping from one target to the next. Projectiles exhibiting energy patterns akin to Aura Nodes erupt from my wand, spraying lava every which way they pass.
At this point, I levitate into the air briefly, twisting and turning my hand, currently wearing The White Ring. Plumes of noxious fumes and lava burst randomly at my gestures, striking the Elites. I raise my wand, pointing it into the air. A gray light emits from the tip, slowly growing tendrils of gray light. Instantaneously, the tendrils grow to an alarming size, and burst out from the wand. Spraying through the air, the plasmic substance occasionally sparks off violet lightning, or exudes a spray of green liquid. The tentacular grayplasma sprays through the air, piercing through every Elite. The tendrils mutate, and tendrils spark off of the originals. These tendrils, ever-increasing, melt through the surface of GodCraft, avoiding the core. Coming out the other ends, they strike the clouds, encircling the planet. The gray tentacles of plasma begin to glow brighter and brighter, before exploding, blowing limbs off the Elites. The tendrils not connected to Elites merely disappear. That was the weakest version possible of the Gray Parsec, for those who are interested.
Next, I point my White Ring-equipped hand at a particularly odd-looking patch of magma. Immediately, the molten stone rises into the air, forming a sphere of lava. With skill befitting of several hundred mages at once, I twitch my fingers around whilst moving my hand towards a large group of Elites. The sphere of liquid swiftly soars through the air, coming to rest before the Elites. I let my hand drop to my side. The lava pours down upon the Elites, melting flesh and organs, boiling blood, and asphyxiating with noxious fumes. Then, spikes of pure solidified void come up and impale the remaining Elites. The void causes them to go blind. I telekinetically slam any survivors into the bottom of the lava pools, and back up into the air, before dragging them into a large number of players, creating a large crater.
My smug!grin returns.
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@xcano: *sigh*... Capital G god wouldn't be phased by any of us. That show you put on there wouldn't faze Eternis, let alone the creator of the multiverse. I admit I'm a bit late, but decided to read through your little rant, but seriously. Seriously. Pay a little attention to the set-up of the... just about everything. Capital G God would have been talked about if he existed at some point, or at least if he were contactable. Your character can't pull of stupid feats of overpoweredness on that level. Even I, at my most idiotic, have never been so presumptuous as to try that. Additionally, its been well and truly established that said quintillions of years really isn't the proper extent of time for something like that and a myriad of other things, foremost among them being that if you had anywhere near enough power to pull off that stunt we wouldn't be in the middle of the conflict we are right now.
You aren't completely unbeatable. Come up with an actual power scale rather than just basing your "character" off of 'no one can beat him'. Its starting to get on my nerves.
The Magneto Marveller OR magnetosphere 1/11
I finish Cerebro's Crown
I finish the Fastfaller
Vriska finishes giving out orders. Now I need something to hit people with.
Meanwhile...
Hank is busy while Erelye, Amp and fseftr are smashing up the elites. Busy helping out that is.
Hank has pulled out a ridiculously large sniper rifle, and has been blasting minecraft elites out of the air as they try to rise, and when there are no airborne targets, the ones on the ground.
Each bullet leaves a rather large crater, as the rifle in question happens to be loaded with anti-tank rounds.
He hits dead on with each shot, every living elite takes at least 1 hit, most take 2 or 3.
Irate Scherzo && The Skrillex Drop = The Allegrostepper (Levl 6, 6/7)
Irate Scherzo && Yggdrasil Twig = The Whole Note (Level 10, 11/11) Wonderful!
Lefty is basically the most awesome weapon in existence. I think we can all agree on that much.
But, why stop with just one weapon for the inevitable?
I quickly activate both the Candycar Trophy of Zillybows and the Koopa Candyslayer, and then summon every Alchemized gun or other projectile-producing weaponI have access to: The Silver Rifle, the Iron Fist, the Man Ender, the Vulcanizer, the Ring Deader, the Lavascoper of Zillywen, the Ringscoper of Zillyded, the Dragon Ender, the Sweetrifle of Zillyhamm (in rifle mode), the Irate Scherzo, and the newest addition, The Whole Note, which I will inspect more thoroughly later.
The Ring Deader rests upon my right hand. The Dragon Ender replaces the left hand used to hold Lefty. The rest of this projectile-hurling array are hovered around me with Psionics. And they are all aimed at those unlucky chumps, AKA the 'Minecraft Elites'.
I begin to charge up Lefty's main salvo...Then realize that this won't be enough! No! This isn't nearly enough murderous power at my disposal! I immediately summon the ghost of Sigmund Freud, and channel his fearsome psychoanalytical energies into my own Psionics, which I channel into my own weapons supercharging Lefty's already ridiculous attack, along with the rest of my weapons! The Minecraftian Elites look on in horror now; bullets are a universal language, and the message I'm about to send is "Welcome to Minecraft, donkeys!"
My array of projectile-based death then fires every bullet it usually can thrice over, boosted by the unlimited ammo given by Player powers. Their powerful projectiles merge mid-way through the blast into one powerful psionic-boosted orb-The grand compensation blast! It comes roaring in straight for the dead center of the Minecraft Elites before they even realize what's about to happen!
The unlucky chump in the dead center wishes he was never born, if it meant not dying like THAT. Several more elites get caught in the splash damage, battered and wounded moreso than they already were.
These guys were going to regret every second they spent here. They acted all high and mighty, but when put to the test, they're only a slight cut above the rest of the cannon fodder around here, those 'elites'.
Hm. Well this is a thing. Also I am really annoyed right about now. Let's see... I decide to momentarily give Binary a cue ball so he can get to helping Bill. I also shoot the Crowbar octet into the Elites. I then realize that Binary's current form is incredibly unsafe for work and get the Cherub FCC on censoring the heck out of him. With mouth lasers.
I decide to ask the Godmodder about possibly summoning all the hellkite dragons into the fray with the Wayback Machine. And poke him while I'm at it, seeing as he's temporarily restrained.
88888887 1/?? Let's raid the Conclave. An eye for an eye, a base for a base.
@xcano: *sigh*... Capital G god wouldn't be phased by any of us. That show you put on there wouldn't faze Eternis, let alone the creator of the multiverse. I admit I'm a bit late, but decided to read through your little rant, but seriously. Seriously. Pay a little attention to the set-up of the... just about everything. Capital G God would have been talked about if he existed at some point, or at least if he were contactable. Your character can't pull of stupid feats of overpoweredness on that level. Even I, at my most idiotic, have never been so presumptuous as to try that. Additionally, its been well and truly established that said quintillions of years really isn't the proper extent of time for something like that and a myriad of other things, foremost among them being that if you had anywhere near enough power to pull off that stunt we wouldn't be in the middle of the conflict we are right now.
You aren't completely unbeatable. Come up with an actual power scale rather than just basing your "character" off of 'no one can beat him'. Its starting to get on my nerves.
The Magneto Marveller OR magnetosphere 1/11
I finish Cerebro's Crown
I finish the Fastfaller
I did not know that. I assumed that God had been contacted at least a million times by now. Could I get a general scale of power of the people below First Guardians, because First Guardian power isn't very well defined. It throws around words like omnipotent and omniscient, but it's not really omnipotence and omniscience. I can edit it if you want.
P.S. I don't actually know what my character is based off of. I just kinda take his powers and then take it from there. /null
{WELL THEN. WE HAVE A PROBLEM. SINCE I DO NOT PARTICULARLY FANCY DYING. EVEN THOUGH I MADE BACKUPS. AND THIS ISN'T ALL OF ME. HOLD ON. FILES?}
The shard uproots the island it floats above, hovering higher.
{WE HAVE FILES? IT ISN'T THAT BLASTED DTG WIKI, IS IT?}Meanwhile, in the background behind the Shard of me, various Minecraft elites are shown being shoved off of where they stand by grey pulses, falling into the archipelago. One unfortunate elite fails to land on any of the islands, causing him to spaghettify out of existence.
{OH, BY THE WAY, YOU LOT OVER THERE. WATCH YOUR STEP. HEH. ACTUALLY. FALL IN THERE SOME MORE.}
I have a power fantasy about striking a bargain with God after threatening it before realizing that's a stupid idea I probably made up while being in a really tired state at 11 PM last night. Probably. Good thing that never happened.
I attack the Minecraft Elites with an attack so weak they tear their vocal cords while screaming about how much of a nub skrub I am.
Even More Rockets on the Planet: 24/35
Mile-Long Turrets Around Terragen City: 11/15
@xcano: Sorry for overreacting. I'm a bit... tired. Not sure why. I've been sleeping well, but something's up, anyways.
The power scale is very varied. Capital G god has not been contacted once for fear of starting a religious argument, and it should stay that way until it can be thought of in some clever way to work around it.
First Guardians get their power from the Green Sun (or a Green Sun, it isn't known if there's one or more of them) that gives them timeline-based omniscience over their planet's designated purpose and story as dictated by Paradox Space. This means that they can know everything that is relevant to the planet they 'guard' so as to keep it along its predestined path. Additionally, they have increased speed and strength from regular members of whatever species (or non-species) they come from. In terms of combat, First Guardians have high level teleportation and space manipulation abilities. There are a handful of exceptions, but the vast, vast majority of them get most of their power because of their limited omniscience. This is usually enough for them, up until they leave the jurisdiction of the Green Sun, where all of their powers become unavailable to them. Their omniscience is also limited to events the Green Sun can foresee, so anything outside of the power of Paradox Space is out of their range of vision, unfortunately for Doc Scratch.
Why, then, is Bec Noir so powerful? Because the rings and scepters don't only give the power of the prototyped thing, it also takes the sum power of what that item supposedly is, and gives the bearer that power in terms of raw power, now specialization, just, essentially, stat boosts. So although a fourth guardian's true power comes from their knowledge, a ring prototyped with a fourth guardian would give the wearer ridiculous amounts of strength, proportionate to the limited omniscience of the fourth guardian it was prototyped with.
Anyway, that's my rant.
2/11 for final metal flail
1/? for Cerebro's crown OR Mind honey AND Cerebro Interface AND psionic resonation crystal
1/? for the Fastfaller OR black hole AND white hole AND gravity manipulation device
Vriska waits for reinforcements...
A small number of Minecraftians armed with guns rush into her cave. You guys are fast. We try to be.
So we're actually doing this?
It would appear so.
Be quiet you three.
Sorry about them ma'am.
They're nervous. I think we all are.
What do you need us for? Go take down some of those guys up there.
You mean the government agents? Yes.
But isn't Project Binary supposed to help us? After what you saw back at the camp, do you really 8elieve that?
The soldier straightens up.
You're right.
Sorry.
Hold on a minute.
We're way outclassed!
We have some sort of uber AI, a killer robot lady with neurotoxin and lots of rockets, some sort of wooden hulk thingy, Bill Cipher and some really over-geared players.
What the gorilla are we supposed to do against that? You're not. You're covering the one who are.
I suppose... W8. 8efore you go, do you have any spare weapons?
They toss her a few weapons, and rush up top.
Up top...
Hank, having finally run out of ammo with his massive sniper rifle, switches to rapid-fire rocket launcher. Successfully keeping any and all enemies off his position by blowing up any terrain they could climb on and blowing them out of the sky if they try to approach, and relocating with the rocket boots if they get close enough to be able to aim at him properly.
The four soldiers see what's happening to the Minecraft elites. gorilla.
I don't think they need our help.
Me neither.
I think those federal thugs are as good as dead.
Yeah...
Let's try that tree guy.
Way ahead of you.
The guy at the back of the pack is now brandishing a triple flamethrower.
IKEA first notices something amiss when he hears the whoosh.
He turns around as the first incendiary rocket smashes into his face.
And is blown backwards by the large number of HE and fire missiles delivered right after.
BULLS-EYE!!!
That's a tree, not a bull you moron.
Quiet you, I'm going to see if the crown melts.
This is fun! Why didn't we do this before?
Standing on the ridge are the four who talked to Vriska, and about 15 others who arrived not long after them.
All of them are firing or reloading weapons that specialize in delivering large amounts of fire to a specific target at high-speeds.
(No, I do not expect them to last long enough to show up in the Battlefield update)
I gaze upon the massive girth of Project Binary. My jaw drops off of my body. This must be one of the Denizen things that people keep talking about. For a minute I wonder if it has any riddles you half to answer or something like that, but I'm too afraid to ask. What if it kills me?
I mull it over for a few days before warping back and making up my mind. I am most definitely going to ask Binary for some riddles to answer so that I can finally finish GodCraft's quest and win the game.
"Mr. Binary Sir, do you happen to have any not very difficult but still very significant riddles to solve?"
Even More Rockets on the Planet: 25/35
Mile-Long Turrets Around Terragen City: 12/15
I smack the heck out of Xcano, then judo throw him into some elites as penance for his idiocy. Binary's not a freaking Denizen. He IS a particularly menacing snake, but that doesn't make something a Denizen.
I then decide to utilise some stuff I haven't used yet. I use all my Crockercorp weapons on the Elites, then reveal that my Fearsome Cherubs were still around. They promptly attack Binary.
88888887 2/??
\/ Sorry.
I smack the heck out of Xcano, then judo throw him into some elites as penance for his idiocy. Binary's not a freaking Denizen. He IS a particularly menacing snake, but that doesn't make something a Denizen.
"Ah, Binary, even if you are completely unrelated to that code I set down so long ago, which I seriously doubt, I was the one who created that Serpent Projection for your use. Did Clippy omit that knowledge? Damn paperclip. And why not accept help? You can always destroy me afterwards. Just take the data bar, for your own benefit. It will help you not get destroyed by what's coming.
You see, the Origin Wither's death tore a hole in space-time. The death of such a powerful being cannot go unnoticed by the continuum. Things are heating up, as you may have noticed. It's just… a matter… of time."
I suddenly jump into a dimensional rift and flash into Twin's room. "Hey, Twin, catch!" I throw a small object at him, praying I'm quick enough so he doesn't teleport me away first. Eh, probably not. Whatever. It's worth a shot.
I once again offer Binary the data bar.
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A second of my suit's arm-tendrils lights up.
10/10 New Horizons
MY INVENTORY
I +1 Leon and Erelye.
(Gerbil Clone): HarvesteR, use Krackenswipe on the Focused Doubt.
(Gerbil Ghost Image): Well, welcome everyone. Some of you have been here before. Welcome back, Ikea.
Null&Void Botanic Bewitched Fused Eldritch Creation Infernal Conclave Glitchy Conch Cosmic Tubas of Yggdrasil ==> Execute: --------
NO MOVES FOUND IN DATABASE. USE LEGACY DATABASE?
No. Call interrupt 413.
SOFTWARE INTERRUPT AWKNOWLEGED: ENABLE MOVE CREATION. ENABLED.
Null&Void Botanic Bewitched Fused Eldritch Creation Infernal Conclave Glitchy Conch Cosmic Tubas of Yggdrasil ==> Execute: Yggdraillian Aperture
The ancient Mycelium focus guarding the Tuba's Bell fluctuates, creating the same Spirograph pattern as the portal.
Out of the center comes a oversized, sprawling branch. A branch exactly mimicking Yggdrasil's. The branch gets stuck in the not-yet closed Arr1val P0rtal. The giant branch hollows out.
Within the Void, the branch stops in the center of the two portals. It unleashes a suction so great that it pulls out everthing not on bolts from Aperture.
Specifically, every companion cube that has ever existed. As well as every Weighted Storage Cube. They all come flowing into the Tubas, held in such a tiny space by the very architecture of Yggdrasil.
Next, the branch becomes pointed. The blue portal closes, while the orange one is jammed. The branch of Yggdrail dyes itself orange.
It reaches out, and punctures a hole in the Void. This hole leads to Trifecta me's house. The side leading to Universe B gets dyed a blue. A blue spirograph opens up...
Ah. Just what I needed. Hmm... Oh yeah. Here it is.
Trifecta me throws a box through the Yggdrasillian Spirograph. It travels through, to Universe C next to Gerbil.
Both ends of the portal promptly closes, after the Yggdrasil Branch recedes into the Tubas.
Null&Void Botanic Bewitched Fused Eldritch Creation Infernal Conclave Glitchy Conch Cosmic Tubas of Yggdrasil ==> Execute: Cube Science
The pattern of the Mycelium changes to a cube shape, with heart corners. It gets ready and...
A burned companion cube pops out, seeking revenge. With it is every other Companion Cube and Weighted Storage Cube in Aperture Science history. All of them impact the Ghost of GLaDOS.
I take this box in hand... and press the top of it.
The panel flips, revealing a monitor and a keyboard. Setup procedures finish.
Blinkenlights: Version 1.0.0 - Arr1val Ed1t10n
Type "info" for use instructions
> info
Type in any assembler instruction, and the server will execute it. Type "CPL (NUMBER)" to set the current permission level.
> CPL 3
> hlt
> CPL 0
> hlt
The server completely freezes, then throws a General Protection Fault(Which I would recommend googling).
Abilities
=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=SIDEQUEST=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
You are able to use 7 Octlets before...
WAA.
A giant purple beam stops the other 7 in their tracks. 4000 Damage ot The Prince.
What is the material the sword is made of? Energy of Creation seeps through the disjointed reality. 12,000 Damage to The Prince!
[quote=fseftr;/members/fseftr;/forums/off-topic/forum-games/435676-destroy-the-godmodder-2-operator-arrival-imminent?comment=17417]-snip-
Nomblequest: Fight?
-snip- What will you use to fight with?
Some of the Void Clouds prepare to defend the others...
Mini- Bio-Annihilator 1/4
Mini- Ion Cannon 1/2
Battlefield: Below
Orbital Weapons:
Dreamscape:
Pokeball Things: Nature
Nomblequest: The staff thing I found.
Windfall 2/3
I read the next unread chapter in the guide.
-HMAS Victor-
Uncovering conspiracies...
Unexpected setbacks...
-Battlefield-
You know what's interesting about this universe?
The number of participants in this war can be potentially infinite.
As fseftr finishes his sentence, the sounds of yelling and marching appear from all around the battlefield. Everyone on the battlefield glances somewhere at the horizon, and they all see the same sight. An army of tens of millions of players in Steve skins, all decked in full enchanted diamond gear, surround the entire warzone in ranks thousands thick.
Minecraft accounts are not very expensive, and there's quite the black market on this server for gear.
I'm surprise this hasn't been tried before, though I suppose not too many of you here can afford and control all of these.
Luckily, I am one of those few.
The army yells, and charges into the battlefield, right at the Minecraftian elites. Most of them stay back and unleash a torrent of arrows, but a a couple hundred thousand rush in to surround the elites and fight them in melee. They are well equipped, but not particularly proficient at combat, and the ones in the front line fall by the thousands, and the ones in the back begin dying as well, but at a slower rate. Out of every fallen warrior, a small amount of olive gas rises. Olive gas soon fills the battlefield, and the cloud grows larger and denser as more of the players fall. By the time the last player falls, which takes several hours, the olive fog is so thick, nobody can see anything.
IKEA looks around, having just slain the last player. In front of him appears fseftr, wielding a diamond axe. The king is blinded as fseftr's axe begins glowing a blinding olive. If he could see, he would would have seen that the olive fog was rapidly dispersing, being absorbed into the axe. After about a minute, the battlefield has cleared completely, and the axe glows with the light of a thousand suns. Fseftr holds the axe above his head, prepared to swing.
The life force of those fifty million players are in this axe, so they won't be respawning.
It's not a genocide, because they weren't really alive.
And you won't be either, in a couple of seconds.
Fseftr swings. At the moment of impact, an explosion occurs with the power of, well, fifty million lives, originating at the point of impact, which happens to be IKEA's wooden flesh.
(The elites and IKEA should both have taken damage. Collateral to the others if you're feeling generous)
"Well, that'll need some time to repair..."
"E4sy pea5y, just get it up her3, I can still fix."
"I'm feeling well enough to fight, what's the verdict?"
"You ar3 well enough 7o fight. Arm yours5elf."
I orbital drop into the Minecraftian Elites, spraying rubble in every direction!
"Hah, you idiotic {EXPLETIVE DELETED} are in for a bad day..."
The Demimech, a four meter hulk of twisted, burned black metal, surrounded by a nimbus of harsh gray radiation not unlike a Grimdark aura, and accompanied by the harsh whine of a damaged reactor, is probably not that intimidating to these elite player-killers, but I can fix that.
The silhouettes of the Damned walk behind me, the world itself- *Flicker* -itself flickers a half-second back at random in my presence, I have enough heavy weapons on my person to level north america, and I'm higher than the sky on emergency meds.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
Amperzand: COMBAT OPERANDI: DYNAMIC DUO!
I roll the Chthonic Octave into my other palm, then show the Elites what I rolled.
I Scratch the Record Scratcher, spin up the White Dwarf's presumed Fourth Wall powers, and charge, firing uberjazz and smashing whatever gets close with the White Dwarf's staffmode!
>RPLS-SH is reloading ||||//////
All charges progress.
Swiss-Army PDA && Scribe's Wands 1/?
happen
Somehow, I ended up GM-ing this thing over at Bay12;
http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=149024.870
Upon seeing the amusement of Hank and Vriska, my face is tinged slightly with a grayish blue color.
I proceed to draw the Hazel Wand. Flash-stepping out of the way of the Emerald Nova fire, I end up before a large crowd of Minecraft Elites. Staring them down, (smug) grin still on my face, I point the Hazel Wand at a stray Elite. Immediately, said Elite is blown back into the bedrock-level pit I blew into earlier. Just before they strike the ground far below, they are skewered by a tendril of violet energy, and torn to pieces upon impact with the bedrock. Then, I stare at the other Elites. Suddenly, I transform the Hazel Wand into a sword once more, and disappear, flash-stepping towards the unfortunate group of Elites. Immediately, they all collapse over, exhibiting holes in their chests/ missing limbs, dripping (disappearing) blood. Reappearing in the center of the group, I hold the Wand in wand form. Blasts of violet light and bolts of infused lightning pierce through the backs of the survivors, lightning leaping from one target to the next. Projectiles exhibiting energy patterns akin to Aura Nodes erupt from my wand, spraying lava every which way they pass.
At this point, I levitate into the air briefly, twisting and turning my hand, currently wearing The White Ring. Plumes of noxious fumes and lava burst randomly at my gestures, striking the Elites. I raise my wand, pointing it into the air. A gray light emits from the tip, slowly growing tendrils of gray light. Instantaneously, the tendrils grow to an alarming size, and burst out from the wand. Spraying through the air, the plasmic substance occasionally sparks off violet lightning, or exudes a spray of green liquid. The tentacular grayplasma sprays through the air, piercing through every Elite. The tendrils mutate, and tendrils spark off of the originals. These tendrils, ever-increasing, melt through the surface of GodCraft, avoiding the core. Coming out the other ends, they strike the clouds, encircling the planet. The gray tentacles of plasma begin to glow brighter and brighter, before exploding, blowing limbs off the Elites. The tendrils not connected to Elites merely disappear. That was the weakest version possible of the Gray Parsec, for those who are interested.
Next, I point my White Ring-equipped hand at a particularly odd-looking patch of magma. Immediately, the molten stone rises into the air, forming a sphere of lava. With skill befitting of several hundred mages at once, I twitch my fingers around whilst moving my hand towards a large group of Elites. The sphere of liquid swiftly soars through the air, coming to rest before the Elites. I let my hand drop to my side. The lava pours down upon the Elites, melting flesh and organs, boiling blood, and asphyxiating with noxious fumes. Then, spikes of pure solidified void come up and impale the remaining Elites. The void causes them to go blind. I telekinetically slam any survivors into the bottom of the lava pools, and back up into the air, before dragging them into a large number of players, creating a large crater.
My smug!grin returns.
You aren't completely unbeatable. Come up with an actual power scale rather than just basing your "character" off of 'no one can beat him'. Its starting to get on my nerves.
The Magneto Marveller OR magnetosphere 1/11
I finish Cerebro's Crown
I finish the Fastfaller
Vriska finishes giving out orders.
Now I need something to hit people with.
Meanwhile...
Hank is busy while Erelye, Amp and fseftr are smashing up the elites. Busy helping out that is.
Hank has pulled out a ridiculously large sniper rifle, and has been blasting minecraft elites out of the air as they try to rise, and when there are no airborne targets, the ones on the ground.
Each bullet leaves a rather large crater, as the rifle in question happens to be loaded with anti-tank rounds.
He hits dead on with each shot, every living elite takes at least 1 hit, most take 2 or 3.
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At least, not yet.
Irate Scherzo && The Skrillex Drop = The Allegrostepper (Levl 6, 6/7)
Irate Scherzo && Yggdrasil Twig = The Whole Note (Level 10, 11/11) Wonderful!
Lefty is basically the most awesome weapon in existence. I think we can all agree on that much.
But, why stop with just one weapon for the inevitable?
I quickly activate both the Candycar Trophy of Zillybows and the Koopa Candyslayer, and then summon every Alchemized gun or other projectile-producing weaponI have access to: The Silver Rifle, the Iron Fist, the Man Ender, the Vulcanizer, the Ring Deader, the Lavascoper of Zillywen, the Ringscoper of Zillyded, the Dragon Ender, the Sweetrifle of Zillyhamm (in rifle mode), the Irate Scherzo, and the newest addition, The Whole Note, which I will inspect more thoroughly later.
The Ring Deader rests upon my right hand. The Dragon Ender replaces the left hand used to hold Lefty. The rest of this projectile-hurling array are hovered around me with Psionics. And they are all aimed at those unlucky chumps, AKA the 'Minecraft Elites'.
I begin to charge up Lefty's main salvo...Then realize that this won't be enough! No! This isn't nearly enough murderous power at my disposal! I immediately summon the ghost of Sigmund Freud, and channel his fearsome psychoanalytical energies into my own Psionics, which I channel into my own weapons supercharging Lefty's already ridiculous attack, along with the rest of my weapons! The Minecraftian Elites look on in horror now; bullets are a universal language, and the message I'm about to send is "Welcome to Minecraft, donkeys!"
My array of projectile-based death then fires every bullet it usually can thrice over, boosted by the unlimited ammo given by Player powers. Their powerful projectiles merge mid-way through the blast into one powerful psionic-boosted orb-The grand compensation blast! It comes roaring in straight for the dead center of the Minecraft Elites before they even realize what's about to happen!
The unlucky chump in the dead center wishes he was never born, if it meant not dying like THAT. Several more elites get caught in the splash damage, battered and wounded moreso than they already were.
These guys were going to regret every second they spent here. They acted all high and mighty, but when put to the test, they're only a slight cut above the rest of the cannon fodder around here, those 'elites'.
Boot && Red-Matter Explosives && Planet Buster && A Katamari = ??? 3/?
It's High Noon
I decide to ask the Godmodder about possibly summoning all the hellkite dragons into the fray with the Wayback Machine. And poke him while I'm at it, seeing as he's temporarily restrained.
88888887 1/?? Let's raid the Conclave. An eye for an eye, a base for a base.
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I did not know that. I assumed that God had been contacted at least a million times by now. Could I get a general scale of power of the people below First Guardians, because First Guardian power isn't very well defined. It throws around words like omnipotent and omniscient, but it's not really omnipotence and omniscience. I can edit it if you want.
P.S. I don't actually know what my character is based off of. I just kinda take his powers and then take it from there. /null
He scream
The shard uproots the island it floats above, hovering higher.
{WE HAVE FILES? IT ISN'T THAT BLASTED DTG WIKI, IS IT?}Meanwhile, in the background behind the Shard of me, various Minecraft elites are shown being shoved off of where they stand by grey pulses, falling into the archipelago. One unfortunate elite fails to land on any of the islands, causing him to spaghettify out of existence.
{OH, BY THE WAY, YOU LOT OVER THERE. WATCH YOUR STEP. HEH. ACTUALLY. FALL IN THERE SOME MORE.}
Consume: 70%
GODDAMN IT
STUPID GENDERFLIP VIRUS
I have a power fantasy about striking a bargain with God after threatening it before realizing that's a stupid idea I probably made up while being in a really tired state at 11 PM last night. Probably. Good thing that never happened.
I attack the Minecraft Elites with an attack so weak they tear their vocal cords while screaming about how much of a nub skrub I am.
Even More Rockets on the Planet: 24/35
Mile-Long Turrets Around Terragen City: 11/15
He scream
The power scale is very varied. Capital G god has not been contacted once for fear of starting a religious argument, and it should stay that way until it can be thought of in some clever way to work around it.
First Guardians get their power from the Green Sun (or a Green Sun, it isn't known if there's one or more of them) that gives them timeline-based omniscience over their planet's designated purpose and story as dictated by Paradox Space. This means that they can know everything that is relevant to the planet they 'guard' so as to keep it along its predestined path. Additionally, they have increased speed and strength from regular members of whatever species (or non-species) they come from. In terms of combat, First Guardians have high level teleportation and space manipulation abilities. There are a handful of exceptions, but the vast, vast majority of them get most of their power because of their limited omniscience. This is usually enough for them, up until they leave the jurisdiction of the Green Sun, where all of their powers become unavailable to them. Their omniscience is also limited to events the Green Sun can foresee, so anything outside of the power of Paradox Space is out of their range of vision, unfortunately for Doc Scratch.
Why, then, is Bec Noir so powerful? Because the rings and scepters don't only give the power of the prototyped thing, it also takes the sum power of what that item supposedly is, and gives the bearer that power in terms of raw power, now specialization, just, essentially, stat boosts. So although a fourth guardian's true power comes from their knowledge, a ring prototyped with a fourth guardian would give the wearer ridiculous amounts of strength, proportionate to the limited omniscience of the fourth guardian it was prototyped with.
Anyway, that's my rant.
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At least, not yet.
I knock IKEA into lava with a giant golf club!
I knock two minecraft elite's heads together.
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
1/? for Cerebro's crown OR Mind honey AND Cerebro Interface AND psionic resonation crystal
1/? for the Fastfaller OR black hole AND white hole AND gravity manipulation device
Vriska waits for reinforcements...
A small number of Minecraftians armed with guns rush into her cave.
You guys are fast.
We try to be.
So we're actually doing this?
It would appear so.
Be quiet you three.
Sorry about them ma'am.
They're nervous.
I think we all are.
What do you need us for?
Go take down some of those guys up there.
You mean the government agents?
Yes.
But isn't Project Binary supposed to help us?
After what you saw back at the camp, do you really 8elieve that?
The soldier straightens up.
You're right.
Sorry.
Hold on a minute.
We're way outclassed!
We have some sort of uber AI, a killer robot lady with neurotoxin and lots of rockets, some sort of wooden hulk thingy, Bill Cipher and some really over-geared players.
What the gorilla are we supposed to do against that?
You're not.
You're covering the one who are.
I suppose...
W8. 8efore you go, do you have any spare weapons?
They toss her a few weapons, and rush up top.
Up top...
Hank, having finally run out of ammo with his massive sniper rifle, switches to rapid-fire rocket launcher. Successfully keeping any and all enemies off his position by blowing up any terrain they could climb on and blowing them out of the sky if they try to approach, and relocating with the rocket boots if they get close enough to be able to aim at him properly.
The four soldiers see what's happening to the Minecraft elites.
gorilla.
I don't think they need our help.
Me neither.
I think those federal thugs are as good as dead.
Yeah...
Let's try that tree guy.
Way ahead of you.
The guy at the back of the pack is now brandishing a triple flamethrower.
IKEA first notices something amiss when he hears the whoosh.
He turns around as the first incendiary rocket smashes into his face.
And is blown backwards by the large number of HE and fire missiles delivered right after.
BULLS-EYE!!!
That's a tree, not a bull you moron.
Quiet you, I'm going to see if the crown melts.
This is fun! Why didn't we do this before?
Standing on the ridge are the four who talked to Vriska, and about 15 others who arrived not long after them.
All of them are firing or reloading weapons that specialize in delivering large amounts of fire to a specific target at high-speeds.
(No, I do not expect them to last long enough to show up in the Battlefield update)
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Nope, sorry guys, no Destroy the Godmodder relevant stuff here...
At least, not yet.
I hire a trillion(1,000,000,000,000) woodcutter profesionals(loggers) to attack King Ikea.
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I gaze upon the massive girth of Project Binary. My jaw drops off of my body. This must be one of the Denizen things that people keep talking about. For a minute I wonder if it has any riddles you half to answer or something like that, but I'm too afraid to ask. What if it kills me?
I mull it over for a few days before warping back and making up my mind. I am most definitely going to ask Binary for some riddles to answer so that I can finally finish GodCraft's quest and win the game.
"Mr. Binary Sir, do you happen to have any not very difficult but still very significant riddles to solve?"
Even More Rockets on the Planet: 25/35
Mile-Long Turrets Around Terragen City: 12/15
He scream
I then decide to utilise some stuff I haven't used yet. I use all my Crockercorp weapons on the Elites, then reveal that my Fearsome Cherubs were still around. They promptly attack Binary.
88888887 2/??
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Rude. /null
He scream
You see, the Origin Wither's death tore a hole in space-time. The death of such a powerful being cannot go unnoticed by the continuum. Things are heating up, as you may have noticed. It's just… a matter… of time."
I suddenly jump into a dimensional rift and flash into Twin's room. "Hey, Twin, catch!" I throw a small object at him, praying I'm quick enough so he doesn't teleport me away first. Eh, probably not. Whatever. It's worth a shot.
I once again offer Binary the data bar.
Oh no