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Post by flightlessicarus on Apr 1, 2016 23:59:41 GMT -8
Thoren, working at an overclocked speed right now, is trying his hardest to put a dent in this thing. He seems to be blocking out anything external that is not his target.
A voice from inside seems to be trying to say something to him though.
And, it's not Seth.
it's... a kat?
He humors the kat voice and listens, while continuing his endlessly futile onslaught.
At some point, he steps back, returns to average clock speed, and begins to conjure something from his enhanced imagination.
The air around Thoren begins to shimmer as a swarm of nanites emerge out of nowhere. They go down towards whatever physical rubble they can find to replace themselves with replicas made of nonimaginary material. They swirl back upwards like a silken blanket and then dive forwards to begin systematically shredding the 20'x20' space in front of them where the beast's flesh begins.
Thoren stands back and watches with great focus at his work.
IF I CΔN'T FIGHT HΔRDER, I JUST HΔVE TΘ FIGHT SMΔRTER...
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Post by SJmun on Apr 3, 2016 16:24:15 GMT -8
Meanwhile, Niki is still charging her holographic cornstaff. She can start to see an unbelievably large amount of players pouring in. She can hardly believe her eyes. She hasn't seen this many players since the session. None of them seem to look even remotely familiar though.
Nevertheless, she continues charging. Maybe she'll be able to get it to charge to full blast it if all the others distract that thing.
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Post by frozenlake on Apr 4, 2016 17:10:47 GMT -8
The FL's look at eachother.
"...We fight."
The Ninja surges forward, charging down the mountains towards the main battle. The Rose Duelist raises an arm, duel disk at the ready, drawing cards. The Cloaked One pulls out a blaster, before leaping off toward the fray. An ultra ball is thrown into the air by the Trainer, sending out the mighty Steelix. The Netbattler fumbles with his chips. The Creator dons a set of black and orange armor, energyfields swirling to life, taking him to the sky. Lastly, the Rogue vanishes in a flash of flame, leaving the Netbattler, Trainer, and Duelist remaining on the mountain top.
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Post by togetic on Apr 4, 2016 21:20:04 GMT -8
Naksprite floats into vision of the horrific mess of a battle going on, and becomes wildly confused about all the new people. He's pretty sure most of them are new, and there were never this many before but... he also never made any effort to take a census or remember any of the meteor crew's names, so the feeling of doubt creeps slowly over his mind.
He settles for floating next to the mage of corn, passively boosting her LUCK stat, and dispelling effects of ANTI-LIGHT.
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Post by Sprityo on Apr 5, 2016 22:12:22 GMT -8
Smoke looks on at the massively chaotic scene before him. " This is it I guess huh Nate?" Nate seems preoccupied with thoughts about Koholint's fate. To believe, everything he had fought for, gone at the whim of an unseen force. And with only the bare minimum of survivors. Only those that Seth deemed worthy of salvation, of course. Of course he would choose the girl that stole his heart, along with the others he had gotten attached to. Such a selfish boy... " You okay?" Smoke tries to It takes a moment for a reply, but soon enough Nate speaks. "do I look fine to you?" there is a sense of annoyance covering up anguish. Smoke seems to be looking out at a much bigger problem however. A problem vastly larger than that of a single dream island's destruction. This is on par of destroying every dream island and ocean that had ever foamed. ever. " That's the enemy, the one causing the grief of everyone," Smoke motions to the beast that is Omega. Or well, was Omega. Now it's more of just a writhing pile of despair at this point. Nate squints and tries to take a look at it, quite far away from the action. "That thing..."" -is literally destroying the fabric of the void and is basically gonna kill everything for it's own self goals " Nate looks out at the thing in shock for a moment, realizing the sheer gravity of the situation. This was the very sort of thing he was trying to stop all along. The Ender of All Dreams. ". . ."While Nate is locked in his shaken state, Smoke asks him something. " Anyways, what i was asking was, can i count on you to help me?" Help? He could... do something, against this? And his partner would actually be on his side? Perhaps there is hope this time. Maybe he will be able to do something. There is a change in mood. It is somewhat of a sullen tinge with a sense of duty. Nate looks out at the scene like the psuedo-anime character he's always wanted to be. And then looks back at Smoke. "...You can count on me. I can't let another apocalypse happen again. I've already lost my old home. I'm not letting you lose yours."Smoke smiles, and then speaks up again. " alright. sweet.......oh and Nate?" "..yeah?"
" You can call me, Jordan." Jordan. Smoke's True Name. Nate can feel the power behind it. It's definitely the genuine article. "It's about time you told me your name, now let's kick some ass, Jordan."
There is a reality destroying monster on the horizon, waiting to be defeated. Knowing they could potentially stop it... It fills them with Determination!
" One more Card to play i suppose." Smoke fiddles with his phone and in a few seconds, Remose appears before the two.
"Why i thought i might never get to truly get some action today."Smoke chuckles. He then dashes forward right behind everyone else, Nate behind him, Fire Whip in hand, Smoke wielding a massive sword that appeared as black as midnight. Smoke goes for a direct wombo-combo hit, as Nate begins launching fireballs. Remose isn't far behind, he wields his Monk Spade, cutting down any obstacles in his and Smoke's path, fierce and unforgiving in his strikes. |
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Post by metreu on Apr 5, 2016 22:14:12 GMT -8
The barrage of constant attacks whittles away at the Null's defenses. Numerous null ghosts are being put to rest by the expansive army of players that were summoned by Micha's recording. Mike hacks his way through Null ghosts and finds himself deeper inside the beast's insides. Overhead are the ribs and decayed flesh of the beast, and sitting in the chest cavity is a glowing figure, connected by chords to where the heart would be. He narrows his eyes and keeps his shield up, staring at the figure above. The glowing white figure peers down at Mike and a tendril launches the knight out of the hole he had made. Mike catches himself in the air and floats away from the attacking hoard. "A core...? Or maybe the central mind..."
Mike readies his sword again when the lights in the sky begin to spread. The rift is shifting and showing different timelines inside at rapid speeds. Timelines where everyone dies, some die, some live, the void collapsing, reality ending, strange different sights... everything was happening all at once. Mike sees himself in a lot of these. Sometimes dead, sometimes alive... then one flashes by, with another Mike staring right back at him. It catches him off guard a moment and his attention focuses on the rift.
Mike stands with the Null beast, alone and surrounded by dead players. "You're just a cheap imitation... there was already something like you that existed before the glitch occurred... You know that right? Just a cheap knock off created by the game to compensate for something else."
The null beast groans, it's disheveled form hunched over on the destroyed planet. It coughs out a reply. "You've lost... the void is already collapsing and you wish to bring up the reality of my existence...?"Mike crosses his arms. "It's just like it is... but you and I both know this isn't the end. I am well aware that this isn't the timeline that succeeds... not this time."
"No matter the time... no matter how you toss your dice... I will always come out victorious..."
"In all other timelines maybe... but I have a plan to stop you. I'll just destroy every timeline until the one that wins makes it."
Mike raises his hand, glowing with an intense blue light. "You know what happens when two opposing null clash don't you?"
The beast's eye widens and it reaches out it's broken claws. "You would do this...? You would go this far... destroy so many timelines just to beat me...?"
"As long as just One can come out positive in the end... I'll do anything to stop you."
Mike flies at the beast and raises his glowing hand, reeling it back into a punch. The beast roars as Mike clashes into it and a large light flashes between the two null. The light bathes the surrounding area and causes the ground to crack, the void to split, and the space around the clash to bend inwards. "There will only be one... is what he said... I think I get it now..."
There is a thunder crack, and the world goes black like someone turned off the lights suddenly...
Mike stares at the pseudo Skaia clouds that have started to form from the cracks in the void. Each outcome now showing up the same with the Mikes attacking the null with a null of their own. Each time this happens, more rainbow glowing fractures occur in the furthest ring. Mike recollects himself. They were giving him a chance... a chance to change this fate... Michael steps out of his Warden's armor and floats in the air as it vanishes from behind him. The players start to back away from the beast and regroup to recover. Michael steels his nerves and looks at the beast again. "I used to not believe in myself... I used to belittle what I could do... never aim high. But then I played a game that changed my life... I was so attached to the life I left behind I wasn't ever looking at the things I got later on. And just like the sky, I thought I would just go on and on into a senseless void, some days rain, some days shine. But I found friends where I previously lost ones. I found a family where I had last left one behind. I found bravery where I didn't think I had..."
Mike points at the beast, the White Wall Console appearing around his Right Arm and constructing a new armored arm from it's pieces, glowing with a white light. He smiles and flips away his glasses. "I used to think that You were My Problem. Well things have changed... I'm Your problem Now."
Michael grabs the 'space' in front of him and rips out an Orb that displays the Time Symbol on it. The clock gear spins rapidly and resonates with the Core Players in the area. The Orb Mike is holding turns into a strange symbol like a broken Zero with a Slash through it. It pulsates in resonation.... (Niki's chest lights up with the Symbol of Light)
(Smoke's chest lights up with the Symbol of Space)
(Remose's chest lights up with the Symbol of Life)
(Raine's chest lights up with the Symbol of Rage)
(Raz's chest lights up with the Symbol of Mind)
(Seth's chest lights up with the Symbol of Time)
(Wayland's chest lights up with the Symbol of Doom)
(Nora's chest lights up with the Symbol of Blood)
(Kageto's chest lights up with the Symbol of Void)
(Ark's chest lights up with the Symbol of Heart)
(Patrick's chest lights up with the Symbol of Hope)
(The MASS's window lights up with the Symbol of Breath)
All the other players in the crowd begin to light up as well, lending their power to the attack. Michael's orb lights up in a brilliant Rainbow and a giant gun constructs itself around the orb, setting it like a bullet. The blue flames erupt from Michael's eye as he holds the giant black cannon at the ready. Bursting at the seams with rainbow light. "LAST SHOT: SBURBAN FINALE!!"
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Post by powerkitten on Apr 6, 2016 4:41:32 GMT -8
Katyleen appears, floating in the bubble. She only catches Alpha Mike's fray usage.
"Oh, are we breaking out the big fucking guns? Well, with the way Homestuck just updated, I think I've got a bigger gun than you. 'Course, I'm gonna need to pass it out to everyone, so I'll see if Sburbian Finale can finish this sucker off. If it can't, well, we've got ourselves Homestuckian Union. And I think this'll be the strongest one yet."
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Post by flightlessicarus on Apr 6, 2016 5:56:35 GMT -8
Thoren, busy carving a square hole into the beast, can feel the calling of his aspect.
Time.
He pulls the nanites away and arranges them into scarf form for storage.
With Seth's help, he can do this now.
The Wheel of Time appears before Thoren.
He is finally ready to do this.
Thoren spins it until it matches the date he knows is the right one.
The date known as April 6th, 2016.
Time has been synchronized for all within the bubble. This has the side effect of making the update appear on their current date.
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Post by powerkitten on Apr 6, 2016 6:21:02 GMT -8
"Alright. Does anyone know of a good way to pass out a fraymotif to everyone? This is a huge ass group of players, and I don't want to go around individually handing out a copy of it to everyone."
After saying that, she realizes she's in a Dreambubble. She attempted to dream a copy of the fraymotif into everyone's hands. It manifests as a box with John Egbert's face on all sides. Upon holding it, the user would know that to use it they need to be spread out in a circle around The Null in order to use the Fray effectively. Katie takes up a position directly facing it, far enough out for the circle to be able to properly form.
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Post by SJmun on Apr 6, 2016 6:40:05 GMT -8
Niki, still busy with charging her cornstaff, can feel the calling of her aspect.
Light.
Somewhere beyond this shattered realm, the sun waits for them in its grand warmth and wisdom.
Niki reaches out to touch it, wearing an ove glove, of course.
Drawing from the raw power of the concept of the sun, her cornstaff shines with a brilliant light.
Not only is her attack at the highest charge level she's ever gotten it to (perhaps a side effect of technically holding it for approximately 17 months?), but her glasses have managed to reboot themselves and resume working properly. There is a homestuck update alert on the corner of her glasses, but she knows she must focus her attention upon the current situation.
At that point, a boxed fraymotif, which she can easily inference is Homestuckian Union, from the way Katie referred to it, appears before her. She floats forwards and collects it. With the knowledge on how to use it, she knows today is the perfect day to use it.
She holds her Ultimate Lightcharged Corn attack on standby, and waits for a signal.
Meanwhile, Ikin appears out of the void, riding Kageto like a surfboard. Somehow he knew that clay doofus would need to be here. He and kageto receive their copies of the fraymotif.
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Post by togetic on Apr 6, 2016 7:50:27 GMT -8
Naksprite readily embraces the nothingness of his void, feeling at peace for the short moments he is one with oblivion. The bliss is short-livedshortlived, however, and the john-shaped hype-ometre appears in his hands and he yet again accepts the fraymotif. He hasn't even read homestuck.
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Post by lunarLunatic on Apr 6, 2016 13:25:02 GMT -8
The strange, mysterious person's chest glows a bright yellow.
Bothersome. They shouldn't beat it before it gets rid of that Familiar Looking Robot...
Refusing to help directly, they leave the bubble. Unfortunately, the glow seems to persist and causes them to silently shake their head.
As soon as they left, they notice that there is a truck that houses a strange dome floating nearby and flies towards it.
Whatever this truck and dome is for, it's probably from those strange folk.
The figure swipes their hands and uncaptchalogues an extremely large bipedal machine, about twice as large as the truck.
The figure finally speaks, their voice is heavily synthesized. Ambiguously feminine, almost sickly sweet.
"Tow this piece of junk towards that bubble over there!"
The machine obliges, extending a hook with a chain on the truck to attach. It uses it's thrusters to haul it towards the bubble.
The figure floats to the dome's entrance and out of curiosity, enters...
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Post by metreu on Apr 6, 2016 19:53:48 GMT -8
The funny thing about the null is... It can be stopped. We know what it does best, It dis-spells a spell upon contact. It turns the spell back into pure mana or energy, but there are exceptions to this rule. If the spell is hitting the null continuously, the spell will persist but the null will simply not be effected. The null seemingly does not use energy as it is the absence of it. However, a certain scientist figured out that the null can also absorb the energy that is thrown at it, not simply disperse it. When the null absorbs energy, there is a physical manifestation. The null crystals. Now the null crystals themselves have nowhere to go when created, so they attach themselves to the first thing near them, the null user. They start out small but grow as more energy is continuously gained. They are still crystals however. In the blood stream they can be fatal as they will tear up the insides of the null user. A side effect is that, while directly affecting the user, they will age if they are immortal and not supposed to age. The crystals can always be removed though, giving the user back their long lives. However the continued exposure can and will eventually kill them. It is inconclusive if they will revive after death... The Null is, by nature, a vicious power devoid of it's own energy and feeds off of other energies. It is cancerous, and it is fatal.
Mike holds the gun steady, aimed at the beast. He finally pulls the trigger after all the energy from the surrounding aspects had poured into his shot.
The giant rainbow colored blast fires through the barrel and hits the Null dead on. The clouds part away and the waters recede. Stones lift off the ground by the sheer gravity of the attack.
The Null pushes back, it's powers holding the blast at bay but only for so long. It's body slowly begins to cover in more and more crystals, it's limbs becoming encased and it's body slowing down.
Mike himself even begins to feel it's effects... his right arm slowly being consumed by the null. He might have pulled the trigger on the aspects, but he was also a null user.
This entire thing... it might as well have been a suicide mission.
The beast roars and glows. It opens it's massive maw and fires a null beam from it's jaws that blast through the rainbow wave beam. Mike is pushed back but he steadies himself and keeps his arm steady as it turns to crystals.
Pale and blue... glimmering in the false light of the slowly fading dream bubble around him. It was tearing at the seams and he looks to the fractures in the sky... his life... their lives... what is, has been, and could be.
His vision begins to blur and he looks back at the bright light in front of him...
He feels peace... serenity. His memories flood his mind of his life, friends, family...
A lot of the time he felt like he was alone. Like life had passed him by at the bus stop and forgot to pick him up. His friends were always so distant, and his family was something he was afraid to leave...
Michael opens the eyes he hadn't realized he closed and the reality sets back in again. The null crystals were spreading across his body... they didn't hurt though. They broke his skin and ruined his bones... but it didn't hurt.
The null beast continues to fire it's beam, keeping the two opposing forces at a stand still. But it's body was still being consumed just like Mike's. It was a race against time... who would be consumed first? The Beast was certainly much bigger, but it was using more of it's null to fight back. Mike was passively using his and the crystals were still forming pretty fast.
Mike feels the crystals digging through his head...
He lowers his head and smiles...
"Hey, Ayano... I might have to break my promise..."
The boy keeps the gun focused and firing at the Null... but he has stopped moving.
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Post by powerkitten on Apr 6, 2016 19:59:47 GMT -8
Katie looks on in shock. It wasn't supposed to go like this.. She wants to pull him from harm's way, but she's scared of the crystals, so she just watches Mike die in front of her.
"So... do we just watch the two of them die or do we go ahead and use Homestuckian Union to hurry them along?"
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Post by togetic on Apr 6, 2016 20:26:04 GMT -8
Naksprite watches the engagement with disinterest, swapping back to tab through the message board in hope to figure out how this escalated to what it is.
His eyes shoot wide at the mention of bringing everyone into gene, bringing all these nobodies into HIS world, to mooch off of THEIR success?! No. Even if it's just some other nak's success, it will not be tainted by this group of assorted SGAME dropouts.
Naksprite charges off towards the null beast, voiding himself out and diving through the Sburban Finale. His form wavers as he begins redirecting all the void energies he can from the beam itself, forcing it start becming intangible as he pushes towards the beast itself, intent on completing his halved prototyping.
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