112 posts
Page of Void
Played by Ben
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Post by alphanumeric on Jul 16, 2016 16:42:45 GMT
((Open to all members of Another Session, this is the thread for the BK battle)) ((Battle Music, cause why the hell not; youtu.be/-19Up0dLzNw))Ben zoomed over the forests of LOFAM, the mists cleared away after the defeat of Morpheus. He was trying to complete as many last-minute side quests as possible, while the reckoning began on skaia. The more powerful he could get, the more likely he was to survive what he planned to do, though if things got really tricky he could always have TG time jump and pull him out last minute. She seemed to be doing that a lot lately. His preparations complete, Ben flew back to his spire, waiting for WL to tell him to engage.
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161 posts
Sage of Breath
Played by Nedben
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Post by telestialGrotto on Jul 16, 2016 18:23:07 GMT
Time player shenanigans.
"Rex septem angelus." Julie said. She'd been timegrinding over the place, extending the time she and her allies would be given. Not quite the Doctor, but at least she tried.
Then once she had worked over so much running into herself might be an issue if she tried to loop in much more, she called it a day. And flew off, allies in tow. Murder a few Dersites on the Battlefield for a dropship to collect any consorts and carapaces who'd come for the end of their universe and the birth of a new one, or should the entry be barred as she knew exile out to the old one. Even though they will probably be dragged into some new hell too or dying horribly rather than entering your promised Avalon, it counted as the passive and creative extension of the time of others for those who would get out by this long and convoluted path that would take them most of the Reckoning to achieve something simple, hopefully. She had plucked a few easily persuaded generic Prospitians and Dersites willing to listen or caught in bad places with lies and truths about a dramatic battle and the end of the world as the pilots, sending them on their way with much bribery and testing to collect consorts willing to battle on the land reputation of a heroine of Skaia who had slain their Denizen and healed their land (albeit by wrecking it first). The survivors of the battle might make good exiles anyway.
You cast fluxy majjyks to change the tense of the narrative because Nedben was tired of typing in third.
A small gesture for your ARC, followed by bigger ones to catch up to where everyone would be, setting off coincidences all over. An emergency completion of any other standing duties. Dungeons in the past. Helping RT finish the Frogmaking with your ability to seal things in alpha: what better way to extend time than help spawn an entire alpha timeline billions of years long and free to build more in the future?
You dragged out that day for others' sakes and not too much effort of your own. For those who wanted it to be that many hours, you gave them that. But for the creatures of lands and moons who would die otherwise? You distorted as much as the Beat would let your pluck reserves take to give them artificial relativity towards an out with speeding and slowing around others, weaving this without much notice. The session would be short, but only as you were strictly required by time and command. It took much more time for you than they thought it did, all your efforts. Eighteen or so hours before the Reckoning? Bitch please, that's like a catbox you can read the guts out of, turning under a day of time left and a session behind you into perceptive weeks as you were entirely too many places, present, future, and past. You had to admit you were a sucky time player. You were clumsy, inefficient, probably doomed timelines by the bucketful with all the stopping yourself and explosives, but you did it.
Then you took your time machine and flight and went for another long rest on a land bed in a Sburban jungle to get your pluck back. And you trolled the deceased so hard. Upgraded your weapons with the corpses of denizens and transmutancy luck, afforded at the price of oblivion for your comrades and yourself time and time again as you timeduped treasures by your failures and gristwidgeted them in alpha to complete their destruction and net you funds. You got decent, if not good. You fucking ground for your life, because this was your life, and you just loved the cries of simulated pain as you blasted basilisks to pieces. You grew bored of the place, finally. Goddess, you loved the endgame nuclear grinding. Active classes blew up ebonpyres. Passive Time players retroactively engineered the session's important hours all according to Skaian plan.
Then you were ready. Inventory full of bombs and heals, recharged as you could be. Bunny and secret gentleman by your sides on brooms, you all flew for that space just past Prospit. You had coplayers to see if they were finally done yet in a time shorter than you had spent.
"Are you guys done yet?" You sent. "I wanna commit regicide!"
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99 posts
Seer of Heart
Played by Harrison
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Post by faultycoordinator on Jul 17, 2016 1:44:30 GMT
You had spent the precious remaining hours going over every last detail of the calculations. You wanted to know them intimately. You were responsible for everything being in place - the potential to remove all the urgency of the moment if done right, but the creator of a chaotic moment of confusion if done wrong. Prospit had to be positioned perfectly - even then, it was impossible to predict what the Dream player would do with it - so you needed to make sure you could redirect it even in the last moments.
The standard moonjacking techniques would not be enough. You needed something big - thankfully you had it. You spent the last few hours attaching massive thrusters to prospit, taking in each one and all it's details. Meticulously ensure that each one was perfectly in place to ensure maximum accuracy when the time would come for Prospit to plummet towards Skaia. You had it moved into place - it would be directly over the king when the time would come. You had Adam monitoring the trajectory constantly - one false move could have Prospit crushing a friend instead of the King.
You had even made sure to carefully scrub out the corruption left over from days past thanks to a few ideas involving squid kids' ink guns and void shakes. You couldn't risk the odd stuff messing with the flight path, or AN.
With everything in place, you simply had to make sure to keep everyone from going berserk during the battle, keeping things calm.
A message from TG appeared, and you responded. "The package is approaching the point of eclipse. Time of delivery shouldn't be far from now."
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112 posts
Page of Void
Played by Ben
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Post by alphanumeric on Jul 17, 2016 2:38:44 GMT
Ben needed FC right now. He had had a brilliant ide, one so creative and original that the Dream ARC boosts would be off the fucking charts.
Impatiently hitting the bell right next to his computer, he tried to mentally prepare for what he would be doing in the next few hours. He tried taking calming breaths, but it wasn't really working.
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143 posts
Seer of Law
Played by Lucy
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Post by wizardlyluminary on Jul 17, 2016 4:07:27 GMT
The Blight was suddenly encouraging Mica intensely now that he was about to help bring his session to an end, though unfortunately the way it made its approval known involved things like grass dying when he walked on it. He rolled his eyes at the ridiculous imagery suddenly surrounding him.
He'd spent the past day prepping--doing some last minute endgame weapon alchemies with the last of his grist hoard (wasn't like he could take it with him), trying to put out alerts for the carapaces to evacuate Prospit's moon, sleeping to regenerate pluck, all that good stuff. It had been pretty nice to have Fred as company in his dreams to keep him from getting restless with anticipation. When the horrorterror spoke to him online in such a human way, and visited with him in his sleep in the guise of one of his humanoid servitors, well... it was pretty hard to keep in mind that he wasn't really a person the way the rest of them were.
After waking up refreshed, he checked in with his team online--it looked like they were all ready to put their plans into motion to go kill the Black King. While FC and AN finished their prep to hurl Prospit's moon at the Battlefield, and Julie got her bombs ready to go, he took one last moment to make sure he had everything important captchalogued before beginning the flight to Skaia through the black, empty Medium.
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112 posts
Page of Void
Played by Ben
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Post by alphanumeric on Jul 17, 2016 4:33:33 GMT
Ben floated just above the chain connecting Prospit to the sub-moon, waiting for his cue. He cracked his knuckles anxiously, decidedly nervous about what he was planning to do. And it was absolutely crazy what he was planning to do.
It was a good thing he had finally reached FC and got her to help him with his last minute preparations.
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161 posts
Sage of Breath
Played by Nedben
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Post by telestialGrotto on Jul 17, 2016 4:36:13 GMT
TG: ugh TG: I'm getting impatient. TG: Do you mind if I break from role to nuke things along a little? wizardlyLuminary has returned from idle WL: Alright, I'm positioned above the battlefield WL: Julie, I think you're good to start bombing whenever you're ready TG: brb making the kings DIE THE DEATH a little
You did as you were ordered. :33
You shot the BK in the face a few times, not enough to do serious damage, but enough to lure him along that last few spaces of chessboard towards where the WK was marching and for the two to aggro and the war to begin.
Then you stood back and watched the fireworks. Inevitability did as told and the Black King triumphed shortly, even with you and company battering away. Before his health vial could regenerate, you latched on the soda and timed into the future as the timestop on it expired.
The fizzy waves of oblivion just cleared out. But you weren't done yet. Backing out with your wacky antics team to the upper Battlefield past the big tendrily thing, you decaptchalogued a fuckton of explosives, most of them in towers.
Never missing the opportunity for a good snappy comeback after your last session, you decide to drop another set of lines as you retreat for the skies and the bombs begin to descend.
"Arise, fallen tower(s)!" you declare in your best mature-person voice as you fly for the cloudtops. "Split the single language, make known the sin, and kick some fucking ass!"
Well, not source-accurate. Who cares?
The towers fall like it's Walpurgis Night and shit starts exploding like it's a Michael Bay movie. You do your best to not get clipped by the bang, but it looks like somebody dumped a missile silo on the place, which is not too far from the truth.
Then the doomed selves start crowding in, as the cloud barrier is no longer a thing. Timing in from the past by the dozens, the fleet of you is a go. Dying almost as quickly as they came, the horde unloaded their own stockpiles of explosives in the process.
Your big guns fired, you messaged the others it's time to begin.
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112 posts
Page of Void
Played by Ben
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Post by alphanumeric on Jul 17, 2016 4:43:37 GMT
Ben watched the metaphysical destruction rain down on Skaia. "Holy Fucking Shit." He thought to himself, "How did Julie get this much power?"
He shortly received a reply.
TG: By farming your death mostly.
Why are you not surprised.
Ben continued to wait, feeling reminiscent of a certain Other who is bent on observing at a rather glacial pace.
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99 posts
Seer of Heart
Played by Harrison
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Post by faultycoordinator on Jul 17, 2016 5:01:22 GMT
It was starting. Adam would take care of any last-minute adjustments if they were needed. You knew exactly where everyone needed to be, all you had to do was keep them from getting to intense and going into a stupid position. You gave everyone a small psybuff to keep themselves level-headed. Everyone except TG. There were suddenly far too many of her to accurately target a single one with something so specific - instead you just targeted the whole group of TGs with a weak [Everybody Chill The Fuck Out] - just enough to remove the threat of intentional collateral damage.
You then activated your cpukind strife specibus, you had a 'Gundam Omni-Cannon' - a combination of gundam and mass-effect omni-tool made it potent offensively and yet also hold-able. You began firing at the BK, making sure to maintain distance.
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143 posts
Seer of Law
Played by Lucy
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Post by wizardlyluminary on Jul 17, 2016 5:17:53 GMT
As soon as Julie gave the word that all her bombs had been successfully deployed and detonated, Mica swooped down through the Battlefield's pseudo-atmosphere to join her. The rest of their teammates arrived shortly after--GT, RT, WA, FC... It was the first time they'd all been together in one place since their beach party, what seemed like an eternity ago. Only AN was missing, presumably preparing to drop Prospit's moon for the final blow--fitting for a Prince.
Mica pulled out his newly-crafted endgame weapon, the Necromancer's Staff, and set to work using its Doom-related abilities to puppeteer the bodies of the Dersite chess pieces that had fallen to Julie's bombs, making them into his own personal attack zombies for warding off their living counterparts. He'd let the others take care of the Black King while he dealt with the goons.
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112 posts
Page of Void
Played by Ben
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Post by alphanumeric on Jul 17, 2016 5:33:56 GMT
Ben continued to wait
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161 posts
Sage of Breath
Played by Nedben
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Post by telestialGrotto on Jul 17, 2016 5:39:42 GMT
Most of the doomed selves finished dying to death, it was back down to you and allies.
So you stepped back and got that X painted in the blood of the fallen in the past. Witchtime FTW. The BK was forced along by the herd of lasers from various people. The X approached. The timer got closer.
Soon.
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112 posts
Page of Void
Played by Ben
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Post by alphanumeric on Jul 17, 2016 5:41:56 GMT
Waiting intensified
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99 posts
Seer of Heart
Played by Harrison
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Post by faultycoordinator on Jul 17, 2016 5:47:15 GMT
Time. Adam sent the message. 101. Binary for 5. In one minute 100 would follow. Then 11, then 10, and then 1, and then finally 0. Counting down to the final point.
Thankfully, the AI realized that it could be confusing for most people to think in computer science terms, and added an addendum to the first message. "Do not fire until 0."
You were watching everything carefully. You called out to TG. "We've got five minutes. Get him into place. Once that's done, everyone but your doomed selves need to get out. They'll need to stop him from leaving the target while we back out."
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161 posts
Sage of Breath
Played by Nedben
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Post by telestialGrotto on Jul 17, 2016 5:55:03 GMT
With an ironic GCoH salute, you delivered a command to yourselves and orchestrated the luring in. With countless cries of DIE THE DEATH and jumping in time, SENTENCE TO DEATH and riddling with red and blue, GREAT EQUALIZER IS THE DEATH and pulling him closer to the X before locking him in place with hordes of impaling spikes, the moment was achieved with the sacrifices of the last of the remaining doomed.
"Evacuate!" You ordered loudly, getting out and evading meteors on the way up. Prospit was coming, and you had no desire to die in alpha.
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