.. GW-FUCK.
I ATTACKED GWG. Damn you for having a similar name to Greenstarfanatic, greatWyrmGold.
Grab the spear rain and throw the spears at GreenStarFanatic.
(6) YOU GRAB THE SPEAR RAIN, WITH YOUR FACE. POINTY END FIRST.
Continue ascension to Goddess of Love, Lust, and Desire.
(1) YOU BECOME THE GODDESS OF BEING DEAD. YOU FOLLOW WHAT YOU PREACH, OF COURSE.
>WRITE FACTION CONTRACT WITH INVISIBLE FINE PRINT
>HAVE PARTICIPANTS OF THE MEETING SIGN FACTION CONTRACTS
(3) YOU SIGN THEM ALL INTO YOUR FOOTBALL TEAM!
Become bowling ball. Fall on people's toes and Ignore pins.
(6) YOUR TOMFOOLERY IRRITATES PEOPLE SO MUCH, ONE OF THEM BRINGS A SLEDGEHAMMER ON YOU, SHATTERING YOU INTO CHUNKS.
DIVERT ALL SPEARS TO VOID THINGY.
(3vs3) YOU KICK ONE SPEAR AT DA NANG. IT BRUSHES HIM IN THE ARM AND HE BREAKS DOWN, CRYING.
You owe me, Greenstar.
GO FIND SINATRA, TALK WITH HIM OVER A FEW GLASSES OF CHAOSTM WINE
(3) YOU FIND A CITY PRETTY CLOSE TO HIM, CLOSE ENOUGH.
BOSSES
Dodge any spear-like objects coming my way, while running over to Xantalos and pummelling him with Every TF2 weapon in existence. AT THE SAME TIME.
(1+1-3) YOU GET HIT BY SPEARS, AND MORE OF THEM SPAWN JUST TO HURT YOU JUST BECAUSE OF HOW AWFUL YOUR ROLL WAS.
"Really, I'm fine. Furbie?" *Takes deep breath* "So Morgan Freeman God, if those two beat Tim, what's gonna happen? I mean, if the universe sent him here to deal with us because we're harming the universe, then that would kinda make him like a white blood cell, and us kinda like viruses correct? And if they kill him and the other 'white blood cells', then would the universe grow weaker, succumb to the 'viruses', and die thus killing all of us with it?" ASK MORGAN FREEMAN GOD QUESTION AND OFFER LICHETTE AND HIM A FURBIE AS WELL. CAST CURA ON SELF TO PROVE TO LICHETTE I'M FINE.
(4+2) (3+2) HE TAKES THE FURBIE, AS DOES LICHETTE. THEN, YOU CAST CURA ON YOURSELF, CURING YOURSELF, OF COURSE.
((I love this game.))
Use Sherlock Holmes-like fighting skills on Tim and Misko.
(5vs1&5) YOU UNLEASH A FIERCE SPINNING KICK, KNOWING IT WOULD DISORIENTATE THE TARGETS. WHILE NOT TRUE ON MISKOS PART, TIM FACE PLANTS AND NEARLY SNAPS HIS NECK.
>Tackle Tim. Kick Xantalos's feet out from under him while there.
>Pull self out while they are distracted, have ninjas sub in for me.
>Ask Lichettte what is wrong.
(3vs5&4) TIM MANAGES TO STAND UP, JUST AS YOU MOVE TO TACKLE HIM. HE LEAPS BACKWARDS, LETTING YOU NEARLY HIT XANTALOS. HOWEVER, HE BARELY DODGES IT.
evacuate all citizens to the habitats. Then begin converting all worlds under my control into raw material to turn into Ringworlds.
(2+2, 3+2) YOUR CITIZENS RUN AWAY TO THE HABITATS, LEAVING ONLY A FEW BEHIND. THEN, YOU BEGIN RIPPING THE WORLDS INTO A DISC SHAPED THINGI-MA-JIG
"SO, HEY, PANCHO..."
>ATTEMPT TO CONVERSE WITH BARKEEP IN SPANISH VIA PHRASEBOOK!
>ASK ABOUT STATE OF AFFAIRS IN THIS PART OF MEXICO!
>SIP MY TEQUILA THOUGHTFULLY!
(5+2)
"It's Mexico, man. How do you think we're doing."
Respawn.
Rebuild Ship.
Recast haste.
Fire Corai.
(5+2)
YOU RESPAWN, (2+2) REBUILD THE SHIPS CHASSIS AND (3+2) CAST HASTE.
LICHETTE:
Lichette leaves Dirg behind and takes a seat watching the wrestling match. She pats the chair next to her.
"Care to join me, Dirg?"
NPC:
Tim backs up to the corner of the ring, and watches the others fight, waiting for a hole to take advantage of.
Sinatra:
You owe me, Greenstar.
GO FIND SINATRA, TALK WITH HIM OVER A FEW GLASSES OF CHAOSTM WINE
You find Sinatra at Disneyland, helping Dory cope with the loss of most of existence. He looks at you and gives you a hard glare.
"What do you want?"
SWAGGOTS:
Learn to swag and then be the boss Of swag. (co-alligned with the romantics)
Romantics:
Leader: Lichette +3
Lieutenant: Dirg +2,
Legions:
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: Greenstar +1
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.
MANLY MEN:
XANTALOS: LEADER: +1
Lord Slowpoke
ISOLATIONISTS:
WESTSEEIIDE!!:
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