25/40
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Not too far from the battlefield, a meteor is hurtling towards my forward supply base.
These things happen, of course, but this is a big meteor that requires action.
The forward base activates its Skaiatech Projectile Defense Network and creates a wormhole. The meteor flies through it. The wormhole closes.
The meteor is now on a new trajectory. This trajectory happens to cause it to hit the Godmodder.
Attack the Godmodder with...a musical number! It's showtime! Lights, camera, action, fans, kickline of toonforce-duplicate me, fireworks, waterworks, chainsaw works, let's go! The tale of the leading lady dramatically fighting us all off, of course! Cannons, costume changes, dramatic fog, hat-rabbits, the pit orchestra trying to tear her to pieces and eat her alive, trained synthetic battle insects, the stagehands that are actually ninjas, the ninjas that are actually stagehands so she wastes time attacking the wrong people, chaaaarge! The chorus, wielding lightsabers! Singing swords with the razzle-dazzle parade! Wrecking balls, electricity, backstabbing, orbital bombardment with confetti, a catapult trying to slit her throat, negative energy flashbang sparkles, the roses that are hand grenades, weaponized bells! Poorly literal refrains about the pain of love and being attacked by a bunch of people (alas, the curse of repetitiveness)! A dramatic summary recap of a hallucinogenic vision of love, sang atop a mountain of performer corpses, special effects, and broken weapons! Glorious and raving ups and downs, and-
Why is she in bed on a stage? Why is the backdrop a Kansas farmhouse interior? Who knows. And then there's the trophies for Best Female Singer & Best Onstage Combatant, of course, awarded mid-run for how overwhelmingly awesome her improvisational stage battle defense is. Congratulations! A car (driven by me with a giraffe riding on top holding onto an elephant in a chest) runs over the bed and everything blows up as the conclusion to the opening song. Everyone, carry on the combination assault/theater!
1/40
My entities stay out of the Alpha Strike. they aren't very attack-focused, and they don't want to earn the Godmodder's ire.
James helps out Aron with his efforts to open a portal. Steffan does his best to iron out the engineering flaws that were still in the drones, which Jason helps him update the Fabber on. The Fabber builds some more drones. the defected minelayer keeps laying mines
I note that the death of the Fire Elemental should have put its soul in the soul net, and proceed to heal the soul net, patching up what holes remain in its invisible threads.
8 -> 3 Charges
(Using 5 Charges to create a good material for my staff)
Uh, what's with me and having these blank outs? Well, at least I'm conscious right now.
I take some time to physically latch onto the concept of Healing and start condensing intensely with my "Player" coated hands.
Eventually, I end up with a highly condensed solid lump of Healium that has a golden metallic sheen... should be better to melt it and temper it again...
I prepare an Alchemy,spending a Charge on it along with the action
Flower||Plant&&Tree&&Forest&&Rainforest&&Amazon Ecosystem||Pure Energy||a bit of my Lifeforce&&Optimistic Quotes on a card&Motivational Quotes on a card|| "Concept:Growth" written on a card||Jar of Life Aspect
Not wasting time, my altered void fire appeared surrounding the floating lump of healium and start heating up the raw metal. I make sure that that the green flames don't burn the metal itself as it bubbles and begins burning the impurities within. eventually, the metal is rid of impurities and is left in a liquid state which I take advantage of and direct it into a prepared staff mold that was created with the concept of support.
"Huh, Is bending concepts supposed to feel this easy?"
I wait for the next turn to come along so that the healium will solidify into its new form along with absorbing more propeties into itself from the mold.
(Orders)
The Lunar Matriarch joins up with the other Lunar entities in the field and starts to heal the REX along with her junior priestess.
The Lunar Knight joins in the Alpha Strike, withholding his charged special for enemies that it can actually hit with it.
2/40
I begin a complicated (and completely ad-libbed and meaningless) chant, filled with gestures. the gestures make my target appear to be the Godmodder. instead, I focus on the remains of the fire elemental. a limiting mask and energy-radiating band. their runes pulse, and without a single twitch, a single changed motion, as I continue my meaningless chant, a net of the same off-white metal, designed to hold a cylindrical tube, almost like a chainmail, intentionally flexible. then- with a single truly genuine gesture- a glamour is placed upon the chainmail (of sorts), keeping people from noticing the strange change.
HP: 400,000
EoTB Actions:
1. Calls in 4 of his underlings and 1 Hired Mussel(props to DCCCV for that name) as minor entities on the field.
Underling:
HP: 10,000
Attack: 2,000
Hired Mussel:
HP: 25,000
Attack: 5,000
2. Unleashes a barrage of attacks with all of his weaponry, each one having a unique property over the others.
AK-47: Fires 30 bullets that hit random opposing enemies, each dealing 500 damage for a total of 15,000.
Grenade: Tosses a grenade to a target that deals 20,000 damage to a single entity, or a distributed total of 40,000 to a horde entity.
Golden Revolver: Fires 3 targeted shots at 3 targets, dealing 5,000 each for a total of 15,000.
Sword Cane: Assaults 1 target with a flurry of slashes, dealing 30,000.
The Big Fish joins in the Alpha Strike, unleashing AK-47 bullets, Grenade, Golden Revolver bullets, and Sword Cane against the Godmodder.
HP: 180,000
EoTB Actions:
1. Devours an enemy whole if there's none currently inside it. Enemies inside cannot attack anything but the Meteor Monster itself and also take 60,000 damage per turn from the many traps that lurk inside the creature. The Meteor Monster is free to attack other opponents whilst having an enemy devoured. If the enemy inside dies, the Meteor Monster's HP is restored by 30% of the enemy's total health, capped at 50,000 HP restored per enemy.
2. Ravage an opponent, dealing 60,000 damage.
The Meteor Monster tears into the Godmodder with beastlike manners.
HP: 250,000
EoTB Actions:
- Attack an enemy for 60,000.
Specials:
- Each EoTB, a random enemy entity, due to impulsive "muscle" manipulation, will accidentally attack one of its allies as their EoTB action.
- Has a passive 10% chance to dodge, or rather, cause the assailant to impulsively miss.
The I-Hand's manner of attack is by causing the Godmodder to erratically stretch her limbs, further opening any wounds she has retained.
I apparently have this guy under my name.
This particular Sniper does what snipers probably like doing: shooting stuff in the head. Specifically the Godmodder's head.
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The view is switched to another world.
This world lies cold, shrouded in thick darkness. Foliage lay withered, their offspring failing to grow. Its denizens shiver, nigh-lacking an end.
This world has just lost its sun.
Attempts to make fire do succeed, however temporary the given warmth is. Despite the denizens' struggles to stay alive, they all know that their fate is coming. Hope is lost.
But what is a story starting in doom without a saving grace?
Said saving grace comes in the form of a ball of fire, tiny enough to behold with only cupped palms. None really knows where it came from; it just revealed itself with none heralding its coming whatsoever. Its properties are strange; its warmth is spread evenly throughout the world, regardless of where it is. With the warmth it gives comes a light, severe in driving out darkness, but gentle in washing over the myriad surfaces of the world. Unlike the many temporary fires the denizens have made, this ball of one never seems to die. And so it has not, for many years to come.
And so the many years do come. Everything is alright once again, and the darkened days remain in the yesterdays. The world's denizens has restored their civilization back to what it was prior to their sun's death, and there they have advanced, having learned more of their world's inner workings, built contraptions of improved technology, and have done other tasks signifying the advance of a society.
The ball of fire does not go unappreciated in all of this. In an act of gratitude, a shrine is built for it for the purposes of housing it and being a specific place to honor it in. Comers from all over come and show their appreciation to the strange entity, this gratitude nearing, if not already surpassed, the point of worship.
One day, faithful as it may be, a child approaches where the fire rests. It was in the midst of a winter morning, cold day that it is. The child, in a freezing fit, asks the fire to heat up a little with innocent audacity. As the parents lightly reprimand their child for making such a silly request, the ball of fire lights up in response, and with this change comes a rise in temperature that all in the world felt, a rise in temperature fit to the child's wish. A discovery of epic proportions was made that day.
And so, researchers have come to the shrine, broadcasting crews in tow. Despite the intent to air this live to the whole world, not an inch of disrespectful intent is intended whatsoever. With politeness bordering nervousness, the visitors then request for the ball of fire to alter the intensity of the heat it gives to levels which they specify, and to each request, the ball of fire complies with no apparent hesitation. This process of ask-and-receive lasts for a few hours, before it is found to be quite enough for now.
A meeting is then held where discussions regarding the ball of fire took place. "What is it? Where did it come from? Is it sentient? Can it lose patience? Perhaps it is a gift from the gods? Maybe it is a god itself?" All these questions come up, and the answers they can provide it with are only theories. Then, one question is asked which put all of the members into silent consideration: "How hot can it go?"
Perhaps under normal circumstances this would've been discussed shortly and then dismissed, but as it turns out, these people are more than willing to course through this subject. A poll has been sent worldwide, inquiring people all over for their opinions on requesting the ball of fire to change its heat to as hot as it can get.
The result was in unanimous favor of asking the ball of fire to do so.
With that, the plan is set in motion. No attempts nor pleas were made in opposition; each and every single denizen of the world were all for the plan, possibly not unaware of what this entails.
A short flashback occurs, displaying how their sun died in the first place: a group of scientists and engineers have constructed a proper disintegration ray, and a similar poll was made on if people want to test the ray on the sun, resulting in a similarly unanimous favor. The ray was fired, and the sun became nothing.
And so, the request is given to the ball of fire, and it complies. The result is obvious.
Heh. Asinine.
The view cuts back to the battlefield.
As the fight drifts aimlessly in space, a bright glow and change in temperature slips past the attention of all the combatants as they all continue partaking in battle. A sun-like ball of fire wanders by and is almost immediately absorbed into the jet black cauldron, added into the mix inside it. The cauldron's content then turns into a gurgling orange liquidy substance.
25/40
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Not too far from the battlefield, a meteor is hurtling towards my forward supply base.
These things happen, of course, but this is a big meteor that requires action.
The forward base activates its Skaiatech Projectile Defense Network and creates a wormhole. The meteor flies through it. The wormhole closes.
The meteor is now on a new trajectory. This trajectory happens to cause it to hit the Godmodder.
Attack the Godmodder with...a musical number! It's showtime! Lights, camera, action, fans, kickline of toonforce-duplicate me, fireworks, waterworks, chainsaw works, let's go! The tale of the leading lady dramatically fighting us all off, of course! Cannons, costume changes, dramatic fog, hat-rabbits, the pit orchestra trying to tear her to pieces and eat her alive, trained synthetic battle insects, the stagehands that are actually ninjas, the ninjas that are actually stagehands so she wastes time attacking the wrong people, chaaaarge! The chorus, wielding lightsabers! Singing swords with the razzle-dazzle parade! Wrecking balls, electricity, backstabbing, orbital bombardment with confetti, a catapult trying to slit her throat, negative energy flashbang sparkles, the roses that are hand grenades, weaponized bells! Poorly literal refrains about the pain of love and being attacked by a bunch of people (alas, the curse of repetitiveness)! A dramatic summary recap of a hallucinogenic vision of love, sang atop a mountain of performer corpses, special effects, and broken weapons! Glorious and raving ups and downs, and-
Why is she in bed on a stage? Why is the backdrop a Kansas farmhouse interior? Who knows. And then there's the trophies for Best Female Singer & Best Onstage Combatant, of course, awarded mid-run for how overwhelmingly awesome her improvisational stage battle defense is. Congratulations! A car (driven by me with a giraffe riding on top holding onto an elephant in a chest) runs over the bed and everything blows up as the conclusion to the opening song. Everyone, carry on the combination assault/theater!
You burn two of the Godmodder's Marshmallows, and summon a Fire Elemental which gets converted by the Mageling Hoard. "...Curses, we'll have to do something about that soon."
1/40
My entities stay out of the Alpha Strike. they aren't very attack-focused, and they don't want to earn the Godmodder's ire.
James helps out Aron with his efforts to open a portal. Steffan does his best to iron out the engineering flaws that were still in the drones, which Jason helps him update the Fabber on. The Fabber builds some more drones. the defected minelayer keeps laying mines
I note that the death of the Fire Elemental should have put its soul in the soul net, and proceed to heal the soul net, patching up what holes remain in its invisible threads.
8 -> 3 Charges
(Using 5 Charges to create a good material for my staff)
Uh, what's with me and having these blank outs? Well, at least I'm conscious right now.
I take some time to physically latch onto the concept of Healing and start condensing intensely with my "Player" coated hands.
Eventually, I end up with a highly condensed solid lump of Healium that has a golden metallic sheen... should be better to melt it and temper it again...
I prepare an Alchemy,spending a Charge on it along with the action
Flower||Plant&&Tree&&Forest&&Rainforest&&Amazon Ecosystem||Pure Energy||a bit of my Lifeforce&&Optimistic Quotes on a card&Motivational Quotes on a card|| "Concept:Growth" written on a card||Jar of Life Aspect
....Where did you just get whatever this Amazon Ecosystem is? Just trying so many whatever you're trying to do causes all of these components to disperse themselves across the battlefield.
Oh. That's what an Amazon Ecosystem is.
Not wasting time, my altered void fire appeared surrounding the floating lump of healium and start heating up the raw metal. I make sure that that the green flames don't burn the metal itself as it bubbles and begins burning the impurities within. eventually, the metal is rid of impurities and is left in a liquid state which I take advantage of and direct it into a prepared staff mold that was created with the concept of support.
"Huh, Is bending concepts supposed to feel this easy?"
I wait for the next turn to come along so that the healium will solidify into its new form along with absorbing more propeties into itself from the mold.
(Orders)
The Lunar Matriarch joins up with the other Lunar entities in the field and starts to heal the REX along with her junior priestess.
The Lunar Knight joins in the Alpha Strike, withholding his charged special for enemies that it can actually hit with it.
Entities ordered, Healium is now in the process of being molded.
I;m not sure if it's supposed to be easy, I'm not a reality warper like you, unfortunately, so I wouldn't know the feeling.
2/40
I begin a complicated (and completely ad-libbed and meaningless) chant, filled with gestures. the gestures make my target appear to be the Godmodder. instead, I focus on the remains of the fire elemental. a limiting mask and energy-radiating band. their runes pulse, and without a single twitch, a single changed motion, as I continue my meaningless chant, a net of the same off-white metal, designed to hold a cylindrical tube, almost like a chainmail, intentionally flexible. then- with a single truly genuine gesture- a glamour is placed upon the chainmail (of sorts), keeping people from noticing the strange change.
HP: 400,000
EoTB Actions:
1. Calls in 4 of his underlings and 1 Hired Mussel(props to DCCCV for that name) as minor entities on the field.
Underling:
HP: 10,000
Attack: 2,000
Hired Mussel:
HP: 25,000
Attack: 5,000
2. Unleashes a barrage of attacks with all of his weaponry, each one having a unique property over the others.
AK-47: Fires 30 bullets that hit random opposing enemies, each dealing 500 damage for a total of 15,000.
Grenade: Tosses a grenade to a target that deals 20,000 damage to a single entity, or a distributed total of 40,000 to a horde entity.
Golden Revolver: Fires 3 targeted shots at 3 targets, dealing 5,000 each for a total of 15,000.
Sword Cane: Assaults 1 target with a flurry of slashes, dealing 30,000.
The Big Fish joins in the Alpha Strike, unleashing AK-47 bullets, Grenade, Golden Revolver bullets, and Sword Cane against the Godmodder.
HP: 180,000
EoTB Actions:
1. Devours an enemy whole if there's none currently inside it. Enemies inside cannot attack anything but the Meteor Monster itself and also take 60,000 damage per turn from the many traps that lurk inside the creature. The Meteor Monster is free to attack other opponents whilst having an enemy devoured. If the enemy inside dies, the Meteor Monster's HP is restored by 30% of the enemy's total health, capped at 50,000 HP restored per enemy.
2. Ravage an opponent, dealing 60,000 damage.
The Meteor Monster tears into the Godmodder with beastlike manners.
HP: 250,000
EoTB Actions:
- Attack an enemy for 60,000.
Specials:
- Each EoTB, a random enemy entity, due to impulsive "muscle" manipulation, will accidentally attack one of its allies as their EoTB action.
- Has a passive 10% chance to dodge, or rather, cause the assailant to impulsively miss.
The I-Hand's manner of attack is by causing the Godmodder to erratically stretch her limbs, further opening any wounds she has retained.
I apparently have this guy under my name.
This particular Sniper does what snipers probably like doing: shooting stuff in the head. Specifically the Godmodder's head.
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The view is switched to another world.
This world lies cold, shrouded in thick darkness. Foliage lay withered, their offspring failing to grow. Its denizens shiver, nigh-lacking an end.
This world has just lost its sun.
Attempts to make fire do succeed, however temporary the given warmth is. Despite the denizens' struggles to stay alive, they all know that their fate is coming. Hope is lost.
But what is a story starting in doom without a saving grace?
Said saving grace comes in the form of a ball of fire, tiny enough to behold with only cupped palms. None really knows where it came from; it just revealed itself with none heralding its coming whatsoever. Its properties are strange; its warmth is spread evenly throughout the world, regardless of where it is. With the warmth it gives comes a light, severe in driving out darkness, but gentle in washing over the myriad surfaces of the world. Unlike the many temporary fires the denizens have made, this ball of one never seems to die. And so it has not, for many years to come.
And so the many years do come. Everything is alright once again, and the darkened days remain in the yesterdays. The world's denizens has restored their civilization back to what it was prior to their sun's death, and there they have advanced, having learned more of their world's inner workings, built contraptions of improved technology, and have done other tasks signifying the advance of a society.
The ball of fire does not go unappreciated in all of this. In an act of gratitude, a shrine is built for it for the purposes of housing it and being a specific place to honor it in. Comers from all over come and show their appreciation to the strange entity, this gratitude nearing, if not already surpassed, the point of worship.
One day, faithful as it may be, a child approaches where the fire rests. It was in the midst of a winter morning, cold day that it is. The child, in a freezing fit, asks the fire to heat up a little with innocent audacity. As the parents lightly reprimand their child for making such a silly request, the ball of fire lights up in response, and with this change comes a rise in temperature that all in the world felt, a rise in temperature fit to the child's wish. A discovery of epic proportions was made that day.
And so, researchers have come to the shrine, broadcasting crews in tow. Despite the intent to air this live to the whole world, not an inch of disrespectful intent is intended whatsoever. With politeness bordering nervousness, the visitors then request for the ball of fire to alter the intensity of the heat it gives to levels which they specify, and to each request, the ball of fire complies with no apparent hesitation. This process of ask-and-receive lasts for a few hours, before it is found to be quite enough for now.
A meeting is then held where discussions regarding the ball of fire took place. "What is it? Where did it come from? Is it sentient? Can it lose patience? Perhaps it is a gift from the gods? Maybe it is a god itself?" All these questions come up, and the answers they can provide it with are only theories. Then, one question is asked which put all of the members into silent consideration: "How hot can it go?"
Perhaps under normal circumstances this would've been discussed shortly and then dismissed, but as it turns out, these people are more than willing to course through this subject. A poll has been sent worldwide, inquiring people all over for their opinions on requesting the ball of fire to change its heat to as hot as it can get.
The result was in unanimous favor of asking the ball of fire to do so. And it isn't due to
/wip. If I don't finish editing before skeledop, just add "incredibly hot ball of fire" into the cauldron.
Um, incredibly hot ball of fire added to the cauldron? Before the Godmodder can act, your Entities engage in an all-out attack on the Godmodder. When the smoke rises, she's taken another 1 point of damage.
When the smoke rises from the jungle, the Godmodder calmly dials a cellphone. "Hello? Slight change of plans, you're needed here."
"P5 will lead the attack on Science World on your behalf."
"Yes, yes, I'm sorry, but there's a jungle here. Will that be alright for you?"
"Thank you."
Oh shoot.
Other than that, the Facility makes it's portal, but the Fabber fails to create Drone. Looks like it will take more time. Itinerary:
Destroy the Godmodder!
OR
Stop P5's attack on Science World! The Godmodder:
ENTITY ADVANTAGE: [AG]
PG MORALE: 85%
AG MORALE: 97%
TERRAIN EFFECT: AMAZON ECOSYSTEM: I dunno, are Pro-Godmodder Entities appearing every round normal for an Amazonian Ecosystem??
[GM] The Godmodder. 60/80 Hp. Has 3 Marshmallows! [PG] Voidmine. 4,000/4,000 Hp. Is keyed to the Plane of Fire! [PG] Monsterpig. 300,000/300,000 Hp. x3
HP: 400,000
EoTB Actions:
1. Calls in 4 of his underlings and 1 Hired Mussel(props to DCCCV for that name) as minor entities on the field.
Underling:
HP: 10,000
Attack: 2,000
Hired Mussel:
HP: 25,000
Attack: 5,000
2. Unleashes a barrage of attacks with all of his weaponry, each one having a unique property over the others.
AK-47: Fires 30 bullets that hit random opposing enemies, each dealing 500 damage for a total of 15,000.
Grenade: Tosses a grenade to a target that deals 20,000 damage to a single entity, or a distributed total of 40,000 to a horde entity.
Golden Revolver: Fires 3 targeted shots at 3 targets, dealing 5,000 each for a total of 15,000.
Sword Cane: Assaults 1 target with a flurry of slashes, dealing 30,000.
Another day(?) of attacking for Big Fish. AK-47 bullets all over the enemy side, Grenade on the Monsterpigs, Golden Revolver shots and Sword Cane flurry on one Monsterpig.
HP: 180,000
EoTB Actions:
1. Devours an enemy whole if there's none currently inside it. Enemies inside cannot attack anything but the Meteor Monster itself and also take 60,000 damage per turn from the many traps that lurk inside the creature. The Meteor Monster is free to attack other opponents whilst having an enemy devoured. If the enemy inside dies, the Meteor Monster's HP is restored by 30% of the enemy's total health, capped at 50,000 HP restored per enemy.
2. Ravage an opponent, dealing 60,000 damage.
It it is not before the other entities attack the same Monsterpig Big Fish attacked that the Meteor Monster goes and swallows that one.
HP: 250,000
EoTB Actions:
- Attack an enemy for 60,000.
Specials:
- Each EoTB, a random enemy entity, due to impulsive "muscle" manipulation, will accidentally attack one of its allies as their EoTB action.
- Has a passive 10% chance to dodge, or rather, cause the assailant to impulsively miss.
The I-Hand claws at the same Monsterpig.
I apparently have this guy under my name.
The Sniper takes an aimed shot at that same Monsterpig.
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The view switches to another story.
This world lays barren, lifeless. It's as if it is a template for a new world, a clean slate, tabula rasa, a simple sphere wandering through nothingness.
It is in but a short moment in its existence that its Creator gives it its first blessing: a verdant seed eager to be rooted onto the ground. The Creator does so. With that, the creation's foliage courses over the world's surface, the lifeless darkened beige that once ruled the lands overthrown by lively verdant vegetation. It isn't long until this world has become none but green. The other gifts are then provided, though insignificant they will be to the bigger picture.
Time passes, lives come and go, civilizations rise up and crumble, all of these still remaining insignificant. The world remains verdant green as it always was, perhaps even more, signifying growth. Another sign of growth is the enormous thing of foliage laying atop where the seed was planted. And so it is time for it to reproduce. From the orifice at the center and top of the center flies out many more verdant seeds, each one sent into beyond the plant's own reach and into the dark unknown.
Battlefield occurrences pass by, and yet another component flies into the cauldron's mouth: a seed, verdant as green can be.
With that added, the concoction gurgles more than it previously was doing, all before orange vines grow from the cauldron.
Elder Fire Elemental A: bodyguarding Elder Fire Elemental B
Elder Fire Elemental B: bodyguarding Defective Drone Factory
Mageling Hoarde: keep on keeping on
Fire Elementals A: bodyguarding Mageling Hoarde
Fire Elementals B: off into the forest to CONSUME FUEL TO BURN EVER BRIGHTER
Defective Drone Factory: bodyguarding Cloning Vat, making drones
Iron God: spying, strengthening...
Cloning Vat: cloning IPR...
Orders:
1. my 9 small fire elementals split into squad A (6 fire elementals) and B (3)
2. Fire Elemental Squad B heads off deep into the amazonian ecosystem on a quest to CONSUME EVERYTHING in order to BURN EVER BRIGHTER.
3. Fire Elemental Squad A bodyguards the Mageling Hoarde
4. Elder Fire Elemental A (the stronger one) bodyguards Elder Fire Elemental B who bodyguards the Defective Drone Factory who bodyguards the cloning vat
There are too many entities on the field. To fix that, I super-glue a bunch of Escort Ships together into one big ship: the Toros. You're welcome, Dirk.
I take a look at the harpoon line as it should have hit something by now and let it start reeling the catch in by pressing a button. It should be here in the next turn as I'll need that focus that is going to be used for my staff.
With that small thing done, I pull my attention back unto the casted Healium. The liquid Healium itself has finally settled, but at its current heat, it would take hundreds of millions of years before it can solidify into its new shape. Luckily, I have reality warping powers, which I dub as "Player" powers. I conveniently use it to surround the mold in a time dilation pocket and those years go out the window as quickly reaches the final stages of it solidifying and absorbing the remaining concept of support.
I release the staff out of the weakened mold! Now I need to polish and refine it and wait for the magical focus to get here...
Use psychic powers and throwing a bunch of nets on it to convince the rainforest of the Amazonian Ecosystem it's been kidnapped, so the pro-godmodder entities coming out will be confused at the forest acting like it's been kidnapped and/or waste time chopping down nets and stuff, so we at least know they're there instead of facing constant surprise attacks.
How does a rainforest react to being kidnapped? How should I know? I'm just making it think that.
I condense some Life Aspect from the Amazonian Ecosystem,slightly weakening its PG Monsters production,as well as grab a random staff-like stick and Flash Enchant it to become a Staff of Healing,I then extract 1 HP of my Lifeforce,Ouch
Jar of the Life Aspect&&Staff of Healing||a Bit of my Lifeforce
Spaceship to examine why the Amazonian is producing PG Monsters and not AG ones as well
28/40 Archailect, now with more Archailect and wormholes
Attack the godmodder with telephonesis, spamming her phone with telemarketing, random texts, and various app notifications! Maybe she'll check her phone while she's dodging everything. No, I'd rather not buy her Godmodder Scout Cookies, delicious as they are.
36/40
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Before I leave, I give the Godmodder something to remember me by: a pie in the face.
She wipes it off, sure, but then there's another one.
Again, she wipes it off. The next one hits from behind.
Enraged, she whirls around, only for two more pies to hit her from the direction she was formerly facing.
Seeking a target, she charges at me, only to trigger a vine trap that... hurls a pie into her face.
As she slashes and hacks at vines, trying to reach me while disabling further traps, each one triggers a complex device that hurls a pie at her face.
Finally, she reaches my former location and comes face to face with... a PIE-GREMLINATOR, which promptly explodes, coating the Godmodder in pie filling once more.
More of a joke item when compared to most of my devices, the PIE-GREMLINATOR is a mischievous robot that will pie its target in the face using increasingly inventive methods until caught, at which point it will self-destruct in a shower of pie filling. Great at parties, let me tell you.
37/40 charge
Astrec gets up, and enters another spaceship tethered too his base. He enters the coordinates, and telepops (after cloaking) to the ship. He scans the ship, observing what's going on, noting all assess points, defenses, personal, size, all of it.
((OOC: DCCCV, can you provide that stuff))
---Battlefield---
A sizable bullet shaped spacecraft descends to the field. It's door opens, and a ramp comes down. Two figures descend from it. Those who have Entered the Gungeon would recognize them as denizens of the Gungeon, namely a Shotgun Kin with a short red cape, and a Pinhead wearing a small lightish-dark green hood. Hah! We're finally here! This'll be fun! Please don't try and eat the Godmodder again this time. You know how that ended up last time. Yeah yeah, I know. Anyway, hey Godmodder! We of the Gungeon are here to battle you, for revenge for the Gungeon or something you did, like, I think you attacked the Gungeon, or... uh... was that another guy? Uh, well, we, uh.... Gun. Yeah, that. Let's just shoot some PGs already. Yep.
The Shotgun Kin proceeds to run up to Godmodder and flip a table into their face. Said table glares at him after getting back, then leave the battlefield.
