>UNFLOOD BASE WITH PUMP STACKS
>ENLIST UNDERWATER ANIMALS INTO FACTION TO HELP UNFLOOD BASE
* Zul-Magne Vorxil blows hot steam from his blowhole onto Spinal.
(6) YOU KILL THE GM! HE RETCONS YOU OUT!
GIVE YOINK THE ABILITY TO SHOOT ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES FROM HIS HANDS. MATERIALIZE AS A FLYING BEER BOTTLE, FOLLOW YOINK.
(3) HE CAN FIRE ONE SHOT AN HOUR. (6) YOU MATERIALIZE AS A FLYING BEER BOTTLE, BUT A HOBO SNATCHES YOU FROM THE AIR FOR A STREET FIGHT.
BOSSES
SET UP PROTECTIVE FIELD AROUND VIEWING AREA OF WRESTLING MATCH. "Right, because the wrastling honor system is gonna let your bomb through to nuke the place."
(1+2) YOU PUT ORPHANS AROUND THE AREA!
Begin distributing pamphlets throughout the universe decrying Xantalos' perpetuation of gender stereotypes, in an attempt to weaken him.
((I may not interact much, but when I do, it's to combat GREAT INJUSTICE.))
(3+2) YOU BEGIN DISTRIBUTING WHINY LIBERAL PAMPHLETS. THEY CAN'T EFFECT HIM WHILE HE'S PROTECTED BY REDNECKS AND WRESTLING HONOR, HOWEVER.
Broadcast ads.
Make a highly secure vault to relocate AI and my most dangerous stuff into.
Make more FTLISBMs loaded with Sol Slayers.
Put FTKISBM-SSs in aforementioned secure vault.
Keep cheering on Tim.
(1+2) YOU MAKE COMMERCIALS THAT FEATURE A LOUD, OBNOXIOUS SALESMAN, BUT WITHOUT THE CHARM OF BILLY MAYS.
>Fuck it. Attempt Teleporting out.
>When that fails (and it will), kick Slowpoke into honor field and finish leaving.
>Call up Military, damand Saturation Nuclear Bombing of this Area 2 turns after this one.
>Meditate in attempt to add =1 to impending nukes.
"Could have fooled me. Oh, and you may wish to leave this area. Unless you think you would enjoy de-atomization. I'm not to familiar with your opinion on that, so if you do, go nuts."
Okay, so, since I am not directly launching a attack at the arena, or at any individual, it should instead be considered a enviromental hazard, which, is not only allowed by wrassling honor but prefered. Furthermore, any nukes that fall outside it's radius shouldn't even be affected, as the blast is not directed. And, the radiation and blast that passes the borders doesn't necessariy need be a weapon, it just has the practical effects of one.
Now, furthermore, if all individuals are being attacked, the playing field is still level, and so wrassling honor is not impinged.
(5-4+2) YOU ALMOST ESCAPE, BUT THE FIELDS ESCALATING STRENGTH MAKES IT DIFFICULT TO ESCAPE FULLY.
Fuck it. Change back to Arceus and Sic my Vagineers on GwG.
(5+1) YOU TURN INTO ARCEUS AND GET MASTERBALLED NEAR IMMEDIATLY.
"COOL, COOL. DRINKING, PARTYING, SHAKING THOSE MARACA THINGS, YEAH?"
>REALISE I DO NOT HAVE EYES
"...SHIT, I JUST REMEMBERED, I'M BLIND! GODDAMN. I BETTER GET SOME TARGET PRACTICE AN' ALL THAT."
>BORROW ONE OF PANCHO'S GUN COLLECTION AND A FEW EMPTY BOTTLES AND CANS, SET UP FIRING RANGE OUT BACK ON A FENCE, PRACTICE MY BLIND MARKSMANSHIP.
>OH, TAKE ANOTHER JUG OF TEQUILA WITH ME. SWIG PERIODICALLY WHILST SHOOTING.
((WHY, GM? WHY YOU ALWAYS SKIP ME 
YOU MAKE OOC-YOINK CRY
ADDENUM: ))
"OH HEY THANKS MAN. NOW I CAN SEE... ALCHOHOL. HANDY."
>KEEP AN EYE ON ALL ALCHOHOL IN THE AREA WHILST TARGET PRACTICING, MAKE SURE NONE OF IT SNEAKS UP ON ME WITHOUT BEING DRANK. WAIT, DRUNK? DRINKED? FUCK, I'M CONFUSED. JUST DRINK THAT SHIT.
(4+2) YUP. THAT BOOZE CERTAINLY DOESN'T MOVE.
WESTSIDE MOTHERFUCKERS!
COMMENCE SPONTANEOUS DRIVEBY ON EVERYONE
(5) YOU SLAUGHTER THE ENTIRE NON-PC POPULATION, BECAUSE I'M TOO LAZY TO ROLL FOR THEM.
MEGA-FUCKING ELBOW DROP!!!
Sue Vorthon for violating my right to free speech.
(3VS1) YOU HIT HIM WITH AN ELBOW DROP, AND HE FALLS BACK DOWN.
LICHETTE
(4+3) SHE KEEPS EATING POPCORN AND WATCHING THE MATCH.
NPCS
(3) Tim once again struggles to his feet.
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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