Single Thread RP Macrocosm of Might

[Therabil Elithimon]

*Blademaster drops his blade*
*Blademaster senses the random craters from Eschatons fight*
"You are correct, there has been conflict here, did you participate in the violence?"

“No. It’s much more fun to watch.”

 

[Timey-Whimy]

“No. It’s much more fun to watch.”

"So you spectate... are you aware that this conflict continues elsewhere?"

 

[Therabil Elithimon]

"So you spectate... are you aware that this conflict continues elsewhere?"

“It probably does. The robot is as stubborn as a ︎◆︎●︎︎.”

 

[Timey-Whimy]

“It probably does. The robot is as stubborn as a ︎◆︎●︎︎.”

"It is clear you are not, spectating any longer"
*He says spectating with venom*

 

[Therabil Elithimon]

"It is clear you are not, spectating any longer"
*He says spectating with venom*

“Indubitabibly.”

 

[Timey-Whimy]

“Indubitabibly.”

"Unfortunately for you, I believe it is my duty to establish harmony in this universe, this cannot be done with distractions. You will root out life and inform them of my demands: Submit to me or die"
*Holding his blade back up*
"I would like to make it perfectly clear that you are the first one to be given this choice"

 

[Old Master Rope God🌳]

"Unfortunately for you, I believe it is my duty to establish harmony in this universe, this cannot be done with distractions. You will root out life and inform them of my demands: Submit to me or die"
*Holding his blade back up*
"I would like to make it perfectly clear that you are the first one to be given this choice"

The Ultimate Life teleports in, curious.
Hm? Who might you be? I hear your boisterous talk.

 

[Orchamut]

{1,2,6} *The strikes knock Tim over, he lands on his face around 20 feet away*
*Standing, up he attempts to pull Aurboros back toward him {8}*
"Why expend energy on this? This is a massive degradation of efficiency. Leave us"

Aurboros doesn't do anything, as it would rather like an excuse to be freed from the machine's clutches.
It's up to Eschaton to resist against this.

 

[Therabil Elithimon]

"Unfortunately for you, I believe it is my duty to establish harmony in this universe, this cannot be done with distractions. You will root out life and inform them of my demands: Submit to me or die"
*Holding his blade back up*
"I would like to make it perfectly clear that you are the first one to be given this choice"

“Harmony cannot be obtained through coercion, silly!”


He starts barreling through the air away from Blademaster.

 

[Timey-Whimy]

The Ultimate Life teleports in, curious.
Hm? Who might you be? I hear your boisterous talk.

*Blademaster ignores the ultimate life*

“Harmony cannot be obtained through coercion, silly!”


He starts barreling through the air away from Blademaster.

*He throws his sword strait at Giacomo, aiming to skewer him {14} spinning around, he does a vicious double slash at his face {1} {10}*
"Do not test me, I demand your allegiance"

 

[Therabil Elithimon]

*He throws his sword strait at Giacomo, aiming to skewer him {14} spinning around, he does a vicious double slash at his face {1} {10}*
"Do not test me, I demand your allegiance"

(15) He narrowly spins to the side (18, 3) and limbos under the first slash. The second slash hits its mark and Giacomo’s head reacts by spinning in circles. He recovers himself, holding the visible scratch on his face before snapping his fingers and creating two illusions of himself. The three start spinning around each other, all seemingly trying to apply band-aids to themselves.

 

[Orchamut]

limbo

 

[MoultonLava]

(Thallasia returns back, a massive being around 500 feet tall with a 1500 foot wingspan) May I ask what is going on here?

 

[Timey-Whimy]

(15) He narrowly spins to the side (18, 3) and limbos under the first slash. The second slash hits its mark and Giacomo’s head reacts by spinning in circles. He recovers himself, holding the visible scratch on his face before snapping his fingers and creating two illusions of himself. The three start spinning around each other, all seemingly trying to apply band-aids to themselves.

Blademaster ignores the illusions
"Know your place, spectator"
*He drops back to the ground*
"You will be my ally, lesser being"

(Thallasia returns back, a massive being around 500 feet tall with a 1500 foot wingspan) May I ask what is going on here?

*Blademaster ignores them*

 

[MoultonLava]

*Blademaster ignores them*

(Thallasia looks down on him) And who are you?

 

[Timey-Whimy]

(Thallasia looks down on him) And who are you?

"You will not talk without permission, stranger"
"I am one of the lords of the seven kingdoms, I far outrank you"

 

[Therabil Elithimon]

“He’s someone who spontaneously assaults people!” one Giacomo comments.

“And is among many here who assumes they are in a position of power!” another one adds.

 

[Timey-Whimy]

“He’s someone who spontaneously assaults people!” one Giacomo comments.

“And is among many here who assumes they are in a position of power!” another one adds.

"Lesser being! Do not overstep yourself again!"
*He sounds mildly offended, and like Giacomo is about to get himself killed*

Def: uh? 30?

Oh, just noticed this
Blademaster definitely has more than 30 defense.
For reference, his mind deflects anything that would harm him, but weakens under immense strength, so he would survive a supernova easily, and last maybe one or two minutes in a black hole, but anything stronger would definitely kill him

 

[Old Master Rope God🌳]

Oh, just noticed this
Blademaster definitely has more than 30 defense.
For reference, his mind deflects anything that would harm him, but weakens under immense strength, so he would survive a supernova easily, and last maybe one or two minutes in a black hole, but anything stronger would definitely kill him

You didn't really make that clear, 90

 

[Therabil Elithimon]

"Lesser being! Do not overstep yourself again!"
*He sounds mildly offended, and like Giacomo is about to get himself killed*

The illusions vaporize, and the real Giacomo opens his mouth to say something, but then something seems to click in his mind, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. He stands on the ground and bows low artfully.

“Yes, my lord.”