Single Thread RP Macrocosm of Might

"huh"
*Starweaver is confused by the sudden commotion*
"Yo can y'all get the :red: out of my city if you're gonna fight?"
"I'm not here to fight, I'm here for you."
He struts forward, not bothering to look at any of the cool buildings
"Lesser being, I grant you this blessing: you are now a part of my kingdom, kneel, and I will make you my Second"
 
“Man he moves on fast.”

Giacomo was admiring the city.
 
Aurboros lounges in its fortress, spinning the orb around with its hand like a globe.
 
Tim condenses the cannon into the palm of his hand
"Nothing left to do now"
"I could try destroying the universe again..."
He manifests all four Antiblades
 
"I'm not here to fight, I'm here for you."
He struts forward, not bothering to look at any of the cool buildings
"Lesser being, I grant you this blessing: you are now a part of my kingdom, kneel, and I will make you my Second"
"If it's cool with you I kinda just wanna build. You can stay here though"
 
She appears entirely unaffected despite the explosion's power.
There is a certain beauty in destruction.
Fleeting and insignificant... Most consider Life to be like this. It is how short life can be that brings it beauty, knowing it could be taken or end at any time..
"Such a concept cannot appear.. beautiful to me. It is inherently weak.. and as such, I find it hard to believe you, the goddess of something so ephemeral, are any better."

He seems to be waiting a bit before trying anything else, his cyan lights slowly returning to their full radiance.
 
"Such a concept cannot appear.. beautiful to me. It is inherently weak.. and as such, I find it hard to believe you, the goddess of something so ephemeral, are any better."

He seems to be waiting a bit before trying anything else, his cyan lights slowly returning to their full radiance.
You find no beauty in the temporary?
A lightning strike, a supernova, a blooming flower...
You don't see their appeal simply because it won't be there forever?
 
_Carelessness. Do you not know the consequences of meddling with death?_
And the voices scream-[Legion, please enter a message with less than 400,000 characters.]
Oh my :red:ing-
Hold on, machine. This little bug wishes to struggle.
(This little bug is GROWING; more little bugs are ARRIVING. The Legion GROWS...)
The Ultimate Life teleports near USGG.
SHUT THE HELL UP!
And the voices scream-[Legion, please enter a message with less than 400,000 characters.]
Holding out a hand, she effortlessly severs his connection to any other universe.... Which really should have been a given upon entry but I didn't mention it.
"You've torn it in half, fool. Have you any idea the consequences of this?"
 
You find no beauty in the temporary?
A lightning strike, a supernova, a blooming flower...
You don't see their appeal simply because it won't be there forever?
"They return to fundamental matter in time, the building blocks of the cosmos. I suppose beauty lies in that and that alone. Uniform entropy. That's my mission here, to accelerate the process. It is.. disappointing that you cannot share my vision... you will never understand how beautiful it is."

His lights continue to grow in radiance.
 
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"They return to fundamental matter in time, the building blocks of the cosmos. I suppose beauty lies in that and that alone. Uniform entropy. That's my mission here, to accelerate the process. It is.. disappointing that you cannot share my vision... you will never understand how beautiful it is."

His lights continue to grow in radiance.
Uniform entropy... I suppose it's fitting for a robot. An NPC even.
A leaf on her crown falls off, quickly replaced by a tiny branch with 4 buds along it.
 
"They return to fundamental matter in time, the building blocks of the cosmos. I suppose beauty lies in that and that alone. Uniform entropy. That's my mission here, to accelerate the process. It is.. disappointing that you cannot share my vision... you will never understand how beautiful it is."

His lights continue to grow in radiance.
Blademaster appears behind eschaton.
_Oh no you don't_
Quite agreesivly, he performs the masters strike. With it, He attempts to atomize Eschaton's thrusters in a flurry of deep, rapid cuts {13,18,13,4,17}
Flourishing his blade, he spins and kicks Eschaton at the nearest star {17}
_You thought you could flee, and continue harvesting my galaxy without permission?_
 
Blademaster appears behind eschaton.
_Oh no you don't_
Quite agreesivly, he performs the masters strike. With it, He attempts to atomize Eschaton's thrusters in a flurry of deep, rapid cuts {13,18,13,4,17}
Flourishing his blade, he spins and kicks Eschaton at the nearest star {17}
_You thought you could flee, and continue harvesting my galaxy without permission?_
Ooh, a fight.
I'm rooting for the entity that can cut a star in half.
Oh, wait...
She backs up a few yards.
 
Uniform entropy... I suppose it's fitting for a robot. An NPC even.
A leaf on her crown falls off, quickly replaced by a tiny branch with 4 buds along it.
"... Did you.. genuinely.. just call me an-"

Blademaster appears behind eschaton.
_Oh no you don't_
Quite agreesivly, he performs the masters strike. With it, He attempts to atomize Eschaton's thrusters in a flurry of deep, rapid cuts {13,18,13,4,17}
Flourishing his blade, he spins and kicks Eschaton at the nearest star {17}
(13, 12, 18, 14, 3, 20) The cuts do well in slicing the machine, though none really seem to do much in terms of critical damage. Eschaton seems to.. rather calmly take the kick, flung back, vanishing quickly into the distance..

Before blinking forwards, aiming to slam into the Blademaster and bring him sprawling forwards in an array of wormhole jumps, using him as a wedge and barrier while flying through several more habitable planets, (11, 13, 16) then shoving him away, giving distance between the two in a solar system with several now-molten, previously habitable worlds, their clash backlit by a binary, red giant and red dwarf star system.


_You thought you could flee, and continue harvesting my galaxy without permission?_
"It's rude to interrupt. I didn't do such earlier, and yet you can't seem to reciprocate. It's almost as if you want conflict, but that can't be true, right? O' great swordsman. Hmhm.."

Holding his arms to his sides, a hilt for a blade materializes in one hand, some sort of buckler-base projecting on the other. Flourishing both down, an angular shield of odd, quivering cyan space, and a broadsword blade of similar cyan composition form in his grasp.

"A universally cutting blade.. how does it fare against itself, I do wonder.."

He raises the shield a bit, curling his metal fist, lowering his sword to his waist, blade pointing out and down.
 
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"... Did you.. genuinely.. just call me an-"
He got BAFFLED and I love it
their clash backlit by a binary, red giant and red dwarf star system.
This is getting interesting-
Hold on, there's something wrong.

A flick of her wrist turns the red dwarf blue.

Ok, much better. Continue.
 
This is getting interesting-
Hold on, there's something wrong.

A flick of her wrist turns the red dwarf blue.

Ok, much better. Continue.
Celia flies upwards, standing beside the ultimate life, then Alice's specter appears beside Celia
"Soooo, who are you? You seem to be the boss of the place. What's your name?"
 
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