realicraft
Skeletron Prime
??? 5/15
I electrocute the zombies. After soaking them in water.
I electrocute the zombies. After soaking them in water.
[you can only give a total of +2; if you give me +2 then you can't give realicraft a +1]
/nourl
Problem solved!
/null
Yes @ARandomTool , you can give me an assist point.4: Charges can be assisted! Every post, each player gets three assists, which can be parceled out to other players. You cannot assist yourself! Recommended formatting as follows: +n to [playername], where n is the amount of assists. For example: +2 to extremecoolkid12 ; +1 to Toasterman and +1 to Supreme Leader Snoke.
4a: The maximum amount of assist points that can be given out is 2, no more than that. You can choose to give out only 1 assist point or not assist at all.
47/50 Rise and Shine Ursine
17/50. Bookworm
+2 Tog
I tell Dafuqisdatcharacter that no one cares who he is.
11/25 Another Historical Figure
9/10 Castle Improvements tier 2.
+2 TMB50
"Steffan 20/20 HP. 8 RP"
Steffan uses this 8 RP to turn 2 more mercenarys into turrets.
Montafeltro makes more mercs.
the Mercenarys wonder where the marketplace is, and finish it if its not done.
The turrets exist and, if the Godmodders forces decide to attack again, retaliate.
The peasants start to make goods to sell me in the marketplace.
Justinian smiles. Yes, this is all going according to plan... aside from needing to spend more then 10 charges to protect it. that part was going rather poorly actually, to be quite honest.
Justinian notices a man being followed around by other people carrying grey boxes, and by many females in foreign clothing.
then he sees the females filling in his trench. this he does not like, not one little bit!
He concludes that he must deal with the man without his hoard of fans seeing him, and should try to win over the females, for they would be quite useful. what to do, what to do...
he decides to ask steffan for help. steffan calls JOE. JOE snaps his fingers. somehow, in an entirely unpredictable and unlucky turn of events, the man trips right as the sun comes out from behind the clouds, which causes his hoard of fans to not see him tripping, and trample him. he proceeds to, while getting the mud out of his mouth, break several famous promises of his by accident, such as the "Promise to Never spit mud on my fans" promise and the "Promise to never allow a signed napkin to be dirtied in my presence". this gives him a worse reputation, and also hurts him a bunch.
Senator Shrek (22/50) PART I: Ogre
Senator Shrek (22/50) PART II: NanoOnions
+2 ARandomTool
I fill the environment close to the Iron Golem with fluorine, turning it into the Iron (II) Fluoride Golem, and then I apply a LOT of blunt trauma, which causes the Iron (II) Fluoride Golem to lose it's most external layer because of it shattering, effectively being the same on a Golem as flaying it alive, along with reverting it to the Iron Golem.
O'Tool watches as the man makes a total buffoon of himself. Good riddance to the TV star. He then glances over at the squad of lightly dented Panzernoobs of Robloxia. Ah, he remembered that place. It was good if you knew where to look. He glanced up at one's username... GodmodderForLyfe42. Probably just an innocent kiddo who's not even getting paid for all this.
Tool pulls out a smartphone and punches in that name into the username field. His fingers then fly at hyperspeed across the keyboard, trying every combination of letters and numbers known to mankind. The answer, of course, was RobloxPassword123. With that done, he changes the password by supplying his own email where the Panzernoob's player hadn't, and thus kicks the poor sap out of the game. The tank stops suddenly, with no player to drive it.
Tool then takes a bit of code he wrote a while back, a simple A.I. that plays Roblox games with a decent level of skill and puts it to work as his personal Panzernoob using GodmodderForLyfe42's account. A bit of spawning and flailing later, and GodmodderForLyfe42 is back in his tank, but now rooting for the AGs. Tool climbs into the tank and sets the phone down with his minion. After all, if that thing gets crushed, the code stops running and the tank just sorta sits there, playerless. Might not be a bad thing having a tank, but it's easier with someone else driving it.
TL,DR Version: I password-guess my way into one of the Panzernoob's Roblox accounts, and replace him with a Roblox-playing A.I. under my command. His one weakness is the smartphone sitting beside him in the driver's seat that's running his code.
More rattle-rattle. Buildbot 1.0 3/20
Something smells oniony... Senator Shrek (5/50) Part III: Property Rights
12/25 Another Historical Figure
10/10 Castle Improvements tier 2. Using!
new: 9/10 Tier 3 ain't free... but it sure is cheap. +1 tmb50 +2 randomtool +1 TOG +2 TOG +2 DCCCV
+2 ARandomTool.
the 10-charge activates, granting the Castle Walls an improvement- that being a separate regen effect that occurs as its action and increases both its current and MHP if its HP is less then 20,000 away from being full.
Justinian, meanwhile, decides the Fangirls will likely latch onto a new idol soon after their old one dies. as such, he sends a carrier pigeon to a scout who rides on his horse to town where he asks a friend to talk to a skilled blue player. soon after, the blue player arrives, riding his chariot. he speeds across the field with such grace and power that every human is captivated, aside from those with magic powers of course, as those wouldn't really find it interesting. one of the blue player's aids stabs Garry with a small needle while everyone's distracted, cutting his nerve stem and causing him to die due to his heart no longer pumping. however, the blue player is so captivating, nobody notices it for quite a while.
Senator Shrek (22/50) PART I: Ogre
Senator Shrek (22/50) PART II: NanoOnions
+1 ARandomTool
+1JOEbob
I further deal with the Iron Golem by using the YF84HTs (I think everyone who knows what the letter means should be worried, as it means that I got the F84H project back in development with a different intent, and I'm closer to mass production) in order to carpet-bomb it with iodine, which then sublimates, and, due to a new method of harnessing the energy of noise in order to fuel the appropiate chemical reaction, now the Iron Golem has been made into Iron Iodide. Then, I apply LOTS of water, dissolving the Iron Iodide Golem.
Unlike last time, this greatly reduces the size of the remaining Iron Golem, turning it into the Midget Iron Golem.
Without even waiting to make sure his previous maneuver succeeded, Rusty lifts up his hammer and looks over at the random town being built amidst the chaos. Most interesting are the houses, which seem to be generating Peasants out of nothing! He strolls into town (making his non-hostile intentions known) and examines one such house. After a few hours/months/seconds/fluid time units/forum post characters, he learns things no mortal was meant to know about the building, and commences construction on one of his own making, that spits out Militiamen/Soldiers(after 10 rounds of survival) that help defend the town. It would be a bigger, more durable... Barracks! That would be its name! It would spawn pre-equipped Militiamen, and any peasant, if they deem it necessary, could walk in and take up arms for their home! It would be glorious... As soon as he actually started working on it! His shotgun/sledgehammer Hammershifts into a normal hammer, and Rusty starts pulling building materials out of his toolbox for the Barracks.
The toolbox rattles in protest. It was using those!.. Oh well. Buildbot 1.0 - 4/20
A panicked donkey sprints through the battlefield and onwards towards the horizon... Senator Shrek (9/50) Part III: Property Rights
+ 2 JOEbob
28 +7/50
13/??
+1 Plague, +1 Joe
Okay, I'm back now. What've I missed?
Whatever, I murder some zombies with the powers of SHOTGUN.
(Iregretnothing)
The man slowly walks towards the Enemy Farming Area. Reaching a respectable distance away, he stops.
Then, all of a sudden, he jumps up, and falls towards the building. He falls through the walls, and busts a hole through the other side, and then passes through to the other side. However, he doesn't stop there, instead falling back towards the Enemy Farming Area again, making another hole in the structure. He falls in and out several times, making man-sized openings in the farming area each time he enters and exits, until he stops, and just floats in the middle, at the centre of gravity.
16/20
02/20
+2 to JOEbob
36/50
14/??
+2 Joe
Hey, if anyone wants to hire someone to carry out menial labor for them (have you a really good idea for a post, but cant make it because you need to keep your entity alive?), I'm willing to sell player actions at a starting price of +2/action.
Please give Pluses!
??? 5/15
I electrocute the zombies. After soaking them in water.
13/25Another Historical FigureDrones: the dronening.
10/10 Tier 3 ain't free... but it sure is cheap.
new: 1/10 more stallin
I ask DarkUprising and ask him a question.
If I instantly give him all 10 of the charge points he wants, Will he start helping my farm instead of taking sides in this war against the Godmodder?
if he says yes, then I give him a legally binding contract with no fine print, and once both he and I have signed, hand him this charge.
If DU does not sign/agree, the wall spontaneously gets a new upgrade: as much AC as 10 charges can muster.
+1 TOG +1 DCCCV +1 tmb50 [since apparently you can give 3?]
ENTITY ORDERS:
Steffan makes a defence drone. the mercenaries Sell 3 food, and note that the crop growth should have finished a few times now since last time it did, and if its full, 1 of them will harvest it instead. the Peasants run the marketplace, the Turrets counterattack anyone who touches the brick wall. Montefeltro either makes more mercenarys or walks unguarded through town if that thing happens by luck.
as for my action, Justinian storms out of the farm, takes out a measuring rock, and measures the distance between the barracks and the farm walls. hmm... less then 324 meters! Get offa my property, you dunces! how will he get them off his property, you ask? Simple. he walks allll the way to constantinople and asks their property controller guy to come see this thing. the guy sees the barracks are indeed on justinians property, and sends in some army members with hammers to break every part of the barracks that is on his property, which is a little under half of it. crash, crash, crash, crash, crash, crash, crack, crash, crash... isn't that sound relaxing?
37+2/50
15/??
+2 JOE
Ah well, bludgeoning is just as good as shooting in a game like this, right?
Instead of plussing Plague, I help him murderify whoever he's trying to murderify.
Rusty sighs. That Barracks was meant to be a beautiful beacon of civilization, and now it was wrenched from his hands and corrupted by the Godmodder. He felt wronged, especially because he had barely started construction on it! He had barely put down the first of 10 turns worth of work when it was turned to dust by the uncaring Curse of Repetitiveness, all because the Godmodder had made AN EXACT COPY ON HIS SIDE. He could sue for the theft of his intellectual property. Tool WOULD sue for the theft of his intellectual property! He pulls out another smartphone and calls a cryptic contact on his list.
"What do you want this time, Tool?" A drunk sounding voice growls from the other end.
"I'm cashing in that favor... You remember Plumbubo Prime, I'm sure..."
"Fine. What do you need?"
"I need you to serve as judge for a little dispute I need to settle. Defendant is prone to bull, name-calling, and bending the logic of the universe. Worse than I do. You can see why I'm calling you for this."
*Burp* "Yeah, and I got some good news for you Tool, I think, I think I can get the Council to be jury. They even have twins that they send in as lawyers for this kinda thing. I'm hanging up now, Tool. Be there juuuuust a second."
-Click-
Barely a second after Tool puts his phone back in his pocket, a green, spinny portal opens up, and out steps a pointy, silver-haired drunk old man in a lab coat. He tunes around and shouts into the portal, "Alright guys, *burp* bring it all in!" A commotion starts as robots and more drunk old men come spilling out, setting up what appears to be a courtroom in the middle of the battlefield. Someone drags the Godmodder over to the table on the right of the judge's stand, and Tool sits down at the left. A professional-looking drunk man stands in front of each, and greets them. Both say (in perfect unison, oddly,) "I am Rick Sanchez of Sanchez and Sanchez, and I am here to help you build your case in this matter."
They open their briefcases on their respective tables, and begin asking hundreds of questions over multiple hours. Tool responds calmly to them all, but the Godmodder stumbles about his lies under the pressure. The time for court comes around, and the original drunk man in a lab coat climbs up to the judge's seat. He slams the gavel a few times to shut everyone up even though everyone's actually silent.
"Al*burp*right everyone, I am Rick Sanchez, appointed by the Council of Ricks to preside over this case between Rusty O'Toole and Godmodder967. Prosecution may explain the case and present their side."
"Thank you, Rick. Now, my client..." Tool's Rick lawyer explains every detail of the case, and shows the proper evidence that the Barracks was his idea, to built for his friend JOEbob, and that the Godmodder had snapped pictures of the blueprints and built his own even faster so Tool's version would cease to exist due to a quirk of this dimention called the "Curse of Repetitiveness."
The Godmodder's Rick has no such luck. He does his damnedest to fight it, but the half-baked lies and poorly worded stories the Godmodder had tried to cook up were just coming back around. His case collapsed, and the jury rules in favor of Tool.
"Now what is a decent payment for an extra-dimensional warlord like you, especially since the Barracks is being smashed by that JOEbob you mentioned..." The judge Rick wonders out loud.
He then snaps his fingers in recognition of a great idea. "You have to come up with a great idea of your own, of equal or greater power to the Barracks you stole from Rusty, and give the resulting product to him. We'll leave a Rick here to make sure the tradeoff's fair. Now *burp* let's go home, shall we, fellas?" The judge Rick opens a portal literally on the Godmodder's face, so everyone and everything tramples over him on their way back to their home dimensions. Which is about 50 drunk old men in lab coats who spill corrosive substances occasionally, and lots of furniture carrying robots with spiked wheels for any terrain. Ouch. The last Rick then ascertains that the idea tradeoff is fair with a Ban Cannon held to the Godmodder's head, and leaves. The Godmodder is stomped, downtrodden, and robbed. Tool has a shiny, powerful new... Something to play with. All are happy, save for the Godmodder. But that's exactly why people are happy.
TL;DR Edition: I sue the pants off the Godmodder for stealing my idea for the Barracks, and win thanks to the power of a lot of logically driven drunk geniuses. I profit, and the Godmodder is bruised both egotistically and physically.
The rattling sounds like smug laughter at the Godmodder's legal failure. Buildbot 1.0: 5/10
Someone eats an onion in the Resistance, transforms, screams "Wa-harrrio!" and turns back to normal. "Dammit, not strong enough..." Senator Shrek (10/50) Part III: Property Rights
+2 JOEbob
+1 DarkUprising
49/50. Rise and Shine, Ursine
18/50.Hope
+2 Tog
I continue my verbal barrage on Dafuqisdatcharacter by saying that not matter what he does nobody will ever remember him for anything he does and he’ll die alone with nobody who loves him, and nobody knowing who he is.
17/25 Drones: the dronening. +3 TOG
2/10 more stallin
+2 TOG, +1 anyone else who plusses me.
Justinian decides the pile of rubble that was the barracks is still too near his house, so he digs through the land code. no, not that section, not that one either... ah, here it is. Land Use Code ILXXIV, section CVII. Someone should really clean up the law code though, there's so many contradictions its absurd. anyway, according to Land Use Code ILXXIV, section CVII, You cannot construct things within 100 paces of any land owned by someone other then yourself which has a total area of greater then 324 square paces. as such, the demolition team moves back in, but this time they're so tired of walking they bring a catapult. which launches people. armed with hammers.... and wearing heavy metal armor, which is honestly the much more important part. person after person crashes into the remains of the Barracks, swinging their hammers at it after they land and overall fulfilling their obligations under constantinople law.
Senator Shrek (23/50) PART I: Ogre
Senator Shrek (23/50) PART II: NanoOnions
AI engage the Toilet Plunger Noob by opening a portal straight to the location of the Greatest Mightiest Poo (Really), and sending him straight into it, and by "it", I mean "The interior of the Greatest Mightiest Poo".
40/50
16/??
+1 JOE +1 DarkUprising
I smack Plague's target up some more, allowing Plague's verbal smackdown to be that much more efficient. Things go down faster when they are falling, after all.
??? 6/15
I grab a hammer and start bashing the zombies. Then I use a fire flower.