BECOME GOD OF FURRIES, FORM GLORIOUS FURRY EMPIRE.
(4) YOU ARE A MAJOR DEITY OF FURRYISM! (5) YOU FORM AN EMPIRE OF FURRIES, AND ITS GLORY SHINES THROUGH THE COSMOS, AND I'M TRYING VERY HARD TO CONTROL MY INNER 4CHANNER.
Summon a random army of Freaks for GwG, in exchange for the gun, and maybe a bit of healing.
(6) YOU SUMMON A RANDOM ARMY OF FREAKS FOR GWG. ONCE INSIDE, THEY START WRECKING SHIT UP.
DESTROY PORTAL TO REALM OF KILLING. DESTROY IT BEFORE WREX ENTERS IT.
NO. PUT CORAI IN REALM OF INFINITE KILLING.
(5vs3+3) CORAI IS SENT INTO THE REALM OF INFINITE KILLING, WHERE HE EKES OUT A LIVING AS A RECORD SALESMAN, SELLING WORLD RECORDS FOR CASH.
TEAR VORTHON INTO SEPERATE QUARKS.
(1) YOU THROW QUARKS AT VORTHON, HOPING THAT THAT WILL BREAK HIM DOWN INTO SMALLER PIECES. IT INSTEAD, INCREASES HIS MASS BY A SMALL AMOUNT. YOU ARE A FAILURE.
Buy small, profitable republic. Begin research and manufacture of plasma weapons.
(5) YOU BUY A SOUTH AMERICAN COUNTRY, CHANGE IT INTO A DICTATORSHIP, THEN MANUFACTURE PLASMA WEAPONRY!
"WELL, SHIT. SO MUCH FOR 'GALAXY DESTROYING'. THAT WAS LAME. SO MUCH FOR SAVING THE UNIVERSE."
>IGNORE THE LICHETTE, TURN AROUND AND MOPE MY WAY BACK TO EARTH, SHACKING UP SOMEWHERE IN RURAL MEXICO TO DROWN MY SORROWS IN TEQUILA
>DO, HOWEVER, TUNE THE WMD BIKE INTO SOME SORT OF INTERNATIONAL NEWS CHANNEL TO KEEP ONE DRUNKEN EYE OUT FOR TROUBLE. THAT PIECE OF JUNK BIKE HAS TO BE GOOD FOR SOMETHING.
(6+3) YOU DRIVE THE THE WMD BIKE, WHICH IS TUNED TO "INTERGALACTIC HEROES STATION", TO MEXICO, WHERE YOU TAKE A PLACE AT A BAR.
I AM NO LONGER THE DESTROYER OF WORLDS, ENTRPOY, WHATEVER YOU CARE TO CALL MY PREVIOUS VOCATION. I AM NOW SOMETHING GREATER.
I! AM! MACHO MAN!
NO, NOT THAT ONE. I AM THE INCARNATION OF EVERYTHING MANLY. IF ANYTHING ANYWHERE DISPLAYS SO MUCH AS A HINT OF MANLINESS, I HAVE THAT MANLINESS IN ME. I HAVE THE POWEEER OF TERRY CREWS, THE THEODORE ROOSEVELT OF THEODORE ROOSEVELT, THE KUNG FU OF BRUCE LEE, THE VOICE OF BILLY MAYS, THE RAGE OF KHORNE, AND YOU GET THE POINT. IF SOMETHING IS MANLY, IT IS ME.
FOR MY FIRST ACTION, I MAN UP DIRG WITH A BLAST OF PURE MANLINESS, MAKING HIM IRRESISTABLE TO LICHETTE.
MY FACTION IS NO LONGER OMNICIDALIST, BUT INSTEAD THE MANLY FACTION! ANYONE WHO IS A MAN AND NOT A FRIGHTENED WUSSY WILL JOIN MANLY FACTION!
MAN POWER
(3+1, 2+1) YOU BECOME INCREDIBLY MASCULINE, THEN SHOOT DIRG WITH SOME MASCULINITY. LICHETTE LOOKS AT HIM DIFFERENTLY, BUT THAT MAY JUST BE THE NEWFOUND MUSK.
Mental note: My generals are awesome, and should be sent into combat more often. Hell wait, my entire military is oceans of awesome. It appears my generals just jump into orbit when thdy feel like it and bitchslap giant lasers with bigass swords like it's nothing.
I don't really know what to do. Tell the lichette what I said last turn I guess. When she comes back. Wait, She can teleport? Why did I have to trudge out here then?
>Investigate other side of New Yoinkinium.
>Decorate General Awesome With Order of the Big F***ing Sword.
>Use all resources at command to attempt to find secret to localized contained black hole technology on militarizable scale.
Essentially I want a weapon capable of making contained balckholes that wear off after a while. Their containment goes a certain distace, anctivates, weakens to allow the black hole to influence the target in question, watch as it is torn apart, then shrinks infintesimally small to neutralize it essentially permanetly. Granted, if it bumps into a particle (highly unlikely) it'll suck it up, but that will happen only if travelling through particulary dense mass, and will even then will not influence it much. How it works is a mini nuclear reactor combines several
unknown particles, which coalesce into super tiny blackhole. A field is projected, and a Large Packet of Super Heavy Mass is added to it steadily to give it temporary lasting power (This therefore requires a significant charge time). when it gets to the other ship (or enemy envoy), the few particles that enter it start chain reaction of becoming large enough to completely consume or at least neutralize (depending on ship size, as is the gravitation constant. A human target would have a extremely small run away affect, but would still likely be affected by the initial size, and would therefore be bloodily ripped to shreds (Especially if said human was super-dense comic envoy
). The primary Weakness is that a large, hollow design might manage to escape the initial graviational field, and so the run-away reaction would not occur. It is also terribly weak against fast-moving fighters, for the reason the black hole would not have enough time to affect them unless it hit a particle dead on.
((You think that I have a set list for her abilities? Do you think I do for anyone?))
(4+2, 6+2, 3+2) THE SCOUTS DO NOT RETURN. THE GENERAL ACCEPTS THE AWARD! YOU CREATE A NEW WEAPON, WHICH IS A BLACK HOLE GENERATOR.
"SweetNowifIrecalltheold3rdeditionruleshasteletsmetaketwoactionsperroundlet'sseeifthatworks."
Make the same portal gun as mentioned last time, including both portal devices and the gel shooters. Give it to Greenstarfanatic if he coughs up the promised minions. It WAS Vorthon, right? Send it to whoever was sending me those minions once I get the minions,
While doing so, test limits of haste by conducting an experiment to determine the gravitational constant using, uh, Corai. I don't think he would mind if I used portals for safety.
Darn, double ninjas.
(5+3) YOU MAKE THE PORTAL/GEL GUN, BUT DON'T GIVE IT TO GREENSTAR, AS HIS MINIONS KIND OF WRECKED YOUR SHIT.
"Sooo... Morgan Freeman, this Tim guy legit? Or is he just another crazy guy with a gun trying to lure us into a false sense of security with forced peace before he blows us up?" ASK MORGAN FREEMAN GOD QUESTION WHILE TRAVELLING TOWARDS TIM. "So Tim, you probably don't have the best opinion of us right now, but I was hoping I could get rid of some of your concerns regarding us all being crazy blood thirsty psychos that just want to create chaos. Sorry about not meeting you sooner, I was just preoccupied with the honeymoon I was setting up for my wife. By the way, do you have family?" CHAT WITH TIM
"Yes."
Lichette:
"Oh... Dirg. You smell so... Masculine."
(3+3) Lichette smells Dirg, but manages to resist. She walks up to Misko, right as the latter is approached by Tim.
NPC:
Tim appears in front of Misko.
"Hello, Misko."
SWAGGOTS:
Learn to swag and then be the boss Of swag. (co-alligned with the romantics)
Romantics:
Leader: Lichette +3
Lieutenant: Dirg +2,
Legions:
The Kitten Collective shall join the Time lords. Due to agreeing with 'good for the sake of good'. Also, we shall coalesce into a humanoid form. For convenience. And we shall attempt to halt the presidential debates in an attempt to weaken Misko.
The Kitten Collective recently rescinded its alliance with the Time Lords due to insanity on the part of the (Former) Doctor.
The Kitten Collective shall side with the Lichette due to her desire to create an everlasting world of beauty and creation.
((@Miauw62: You're not alone, dude. He missed me as well.))
Cross the male lich with Taveros (I want his horns too) and you have me. The lich's subconscious (unofficially).
Also I will Liberaly kick you ass.
Question, can I have my sword? The one I crafted, and the golem took?
And I'm Liberal.
I THINK SPINAL_TAPER IS GONNA TAKE A FEW WEEKS TO ROLL ALL THE ACTIONS.
Keep talking Miskos, for it shall make it all the easier to reach down your throat and yank out the sad remains of your heart.
SHE SLITHERS INTO PLACE, AND JOINS THE ROMANTICS, SALUTING LICHETTE WITH HER TITANIUM SCYTHE!
Paladins:
Leader: Misko +2
Lieutenant: TO BE DETERMINED
Legions:
So, we all agree that both slashfic and misko need to die?
Agreed. The collective rescinds it previous alliance with the Doctor due to his descent into madness. We also propose the formation of a temporary alliance to combat this menace.
We shall call it Those Who Oppose Crazy Shit, or TWOCS for short.
This one shall join this alliance if only to speed up annihilation. Slashfics are the spawn of creation and they inspire more creation. They must be annihilated.
Lichette means to create an everlasting world of beauty and creation. Join us. (Conservative/Eldritch) We oppose lichette and therefore the very act of creation itself. With you at our side, none can stand against us!
Eldritch creature makes good point. Rescinding TWOCS alliance, this one joins Conservative. On the condition that the democrats are handed over to this one.
Oh fine....
MY FINAL FORM SHALL BE.....DWARF FORTRESS 1.0 (!!!!!!)
Oh and on the Conservative side, because its the dickish thing to do at this point.
STOP SUPPORTING THE LICHETTE, SHE IS EVIL.
Final Form: Demonic Werewolf.
There is no good. There is no evil, there is only the strong, and the weak. There is only power, and those too weak to sieze it. There is no love, there is only anger. There is no joy, there is only sorrow. There is no hope, there is only hate. All the talk of order, peace, and beauty is merely madmen scrabbling desprately to avoid the truth: That we are the cruel ones, the destroyers of life. We meddle in things we don't understand, for the sake of those not yet born, and for what? Nothing but petty squabbles over dogma. The Madness must end!
His endless chatter grates upon my nerves. I have grown tired of this game.
Annihilate Misko. If successful, join Xantalos. If fails, stay on the Liberal team.
Form: I am all. I am that which lies beyond the horizon; that which collapses the ground underneath you, the ones who wait beyond the veil. I lie in the recesses of sentience's souls; I am the voice in the back of your mind urging you to steal, to hurt, to kill. I rot trees and crumble mountains. I consume stars with my passing; I warp existence by existing. I am the threads that bind your shells together, the one that watches and waits for the time of destruction to arrive. And now it has. I sally forth, and my very presence is anathema to your being. I have seen universes come and go, and this one will not last. Whatever you do, whoever you pray to, if I am not them, they will submit or cease to exist. I am your doom. I am all. I. Am. Xantalos.
Faction: I serve none; I come to destroy the love inherent in the corpse-bitch, and then her - no more. Ally with me as you see fit - it will not change the result.
THE DRUNKEN FOOLS
YOINK, THE DESTINED/DRUNKEN ONE +2
I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IS GOING ON
BUT I AM NOT IN ANY OF THE 100+ LISTS OF PLAYERS/FACTIONS 
CO-PILOT SIDECAR.
BY DOING SO, JOIN DRUNKEN FOOLS TEAM.
CO-CO-PILOT SIDECAR. ALSO JOIN DRUNKEN FOOLS I GUESS.
(i still have no idea whats going on, i cant be arsed to read 3 pages filled with ranting.)
Leader: GreatWyrm +2
I am: A giant dragon-robot with lots of neat weapons and powerful magic. Also the pope of the reformed Miskopalian church.
I am a Moderate.
I will convince the lichette and Dirg to get married in the Miskopalian church I set up at Aperture Science.
Corai:
Join moderates.
"The sheer amount of insanity is insane."
Begin research on dark tombs that teach one how to forcefully change another person's form into a lich.
OMNICIDALISTS:
XANTALOS: LEADER: +1
Lord Slowpoke
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