REFORM AS HUGE GOLEM OF 500% ALCOHOL.
(1) YOU REFORM AS A 10 PROOF SISSY DRINK, THEN YOU'RE DRUNK BY A HOBO...
>TOSS A LIT LIGHTER AT MIAUW62
>TELL MINIONS TO TRY AGAIN AND NOT DISAPPOINT ME
(4) YOU TORCH A HOBO.
BOSSES:
*finishes breakfast*
"Ah, much better. Now then..."
Grab Tim and throw him to the ground, then use Palm Falling From The Heavens Technique again.
(1v4)
YOU TRY AND SNATCH HIM, BUT HIS SKIN IS SLICK WITH MANLY, MANLY SWEAT, AND YOU CAN'T GET A GOOD GRIP ON HIM. HE CONTINUES SETTING UP THE TECHNIQUE. OH GOD. IT LOOKS LIKE ONE MORE ROLL WILL LET HIM FINISH YOU OFF.
"What trap? Rude."
> Locate Garden, Build tombstone/memorial for wife.
> Meditate, ASk Universe to fecking leave us alone. Entropy is a given. We aren't causing it. Well, we are, but it's only because it made us. It's in their own laws. Are we to abide by Order, and defy Physics itself?
>Nuke Other half of Yoinkinium.
>Turn Dirg into a Furby.
(6+1+2, 1+2) YOU MAKE A SPECTACULAR GARDEN IN THE MEMORY OF YOUR WIFE, THEN TALK TO THE UNIVERSE. IT DOESN'T RESPOND VOCALLY, BUT YOU FEEL THAT IT DOESN'T PARTICULARLY CARE ABOUT YOU.
Goddammit you still haven't processed my action from last turn.
SEND AN ARMY AGAINST XANTALOS. THE OFFENSIVE ELEMENT MUST BE PURGED.
JOIN THE CRUSADE.
(5-1) THE CRUSADERS ALL SIT AROUND ON THE GROUND, READY TO STAB XANTALOS TO DEATH WHEN HE LANDS. THEN, HE APPEARS. MACHO MAN RANDY SAVAGE.(4+2+1vs5+2+1) HE LANDS, WIPING OUT 300 KNIGHTS WITH A MASSIVE SHOCKWAVE. HOWEVER, THOUSANDS UPON THOUSANDS STAND READY TO FINISH THE FIGHT.
Help Misko make the tombstone, and use divine abilities to let him and his wife talk. I am the goddess of love, after all.
(4,1) YOU HELP HIM WITH THE TOMBSTONE, BUT HE DOESN'T SEEM TO NEED IT. THEN, YOU SEND HIM A VASTLY CORRUPTED VERSION OF A MESSAGE FROM HIS WIFE, IMPLYING THAT SHE'S BEEN UNFAITHFUL WHILE DEAD.
"Other half on New Yoinkinium is where my house and furbies are!" CAST METEOR SWARM ON MISKO'S NUKE BEFORE IT REACHES DESTINATION.
(6+1) FILLED WITH FURY TO DEFEND YOUR FURBIES, YOU HARNESS THE MAGIC WITHIN YOU, AND DESTROY MISKOS NUKES, WHICH WERE DELAYED A TURN BECAUSE 2 ACTIONS PER TURN.
"UH. THAT WAS ANTICLIMATIC."
>ENSURE TCM IS WELL-AND-TRULY DEAD BY KICKING HIM A FEW DOZEN TIMES.
>THEN SHOOT HIM A BIT.
>THEN BACK UP ON MY BIKE, OPEN THE THROTTLE AND RUN HIM OVER ONCE OR TWICE.
>THEN CALL SINATRA BACK, AND SAY:
"HEY, SO, I WAS WONDERING: SINCE I'M STILL A HERO AND STUFF LIKE YOURSELF, JUST WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO BE SAVING THE WORLD FROM AT THE MOMENT? THINGS SEEM PRETTY QUIET HERE ON EARTH."
>SIP WHISKEY FROM HIP-FLASK AND AWAIT ANSWER.
(1+2,6+2) YUP. YOU THINK HE'S DEAD. HE LOOKS PRETTY DEAD, AT LEAST.
"Heh. Just because the threat isn't on Earth doesn't mean it isn't to Earth."
I'M LIKE...VAGINEER OR SOMETHING. MAH HEAD IS BACK. ANYWAY, REGROW HEAD, AND SWALLOW HOGAN, LIMB BY LIMB. THEN, GO HELP MISKO IN HIS PURSUITS INTO WHATEVERNESS.
(1+1 vs 5+1) YOU TRY TO ASSAULT HOGAN WITH YOUR MOUTH, BUT HIS EXPIRIENCE IN THE RING LETS HIM SNAP YOUR NECK LIKE A PITIFUL TWIG BEHIND A RATHER UNUSUAL MOUTH.
NPCS:
They hang for a moment when it's their turn. Something's up.
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!!:
DISCIPLES OF LOVE:
CASSANDRA: 0 (Rolled a 1 for bonuses. Sorry. I could just eliminate the group, if you would like to try again, tell me.)
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