Wait for them to do something.
[2]
Most of them start giggling. A girl in front of you looks rather pissed off, and starts moving towards you.
((Godmasters. We are powerful enough to control gods.
))
((Aww fuck))
Pharika: Locate nearest pocket dimension, but do not enter.
[5]
Nearest? Probably one of the many cheese storage facilities that dot the multiverse.
Hijack a ship.
[5]
Yay, stealing freight!
Expand into yoghurt-making. Confirrm that I have no further political ambitions.
[5]
You are no longer having anything to do with politics. Your yoghurt is a success.
Return to the homeverse. Get in contact with flameboy99. "That's some power you got there. Mind explaining yourself?"
[3]
You go back to the homeverse and float around in the rubble of Earth. You can't get a interdimensional signal.
Well, seeing that my home likely got asploded when the rest of the Earth did, better get the old gear-boxes grinding and >begin painstakingly reconstructing Gensokyo's natural landscape by rearranging the surrounding terrain.
Status: Okay
Location: Distant Plain
Inventory:
Flower (x1)
[5]
Yay for terraforming! But there's no buildings or people.
..(?)there are-!-...Define 'god'?
You really like cheese don't you?
((Aw man I called dibs!))
Gods are a race of powerful near-immortals that look sorta humanoid... most of the time. Its more like a confederacy of lots of different races that have all achieved much power. They're a multiversal race, not omniversal. A minor god is something that has reached a certain level of power that he can influence global events if he has enough worshippers. A major god can do this but on a galactic scale. Then you occasionally come across a "omniscient" god, which is unopposed in its universe and has complete control. Remember that GMs are far more powerful. We use gods for our entertainment.
And yes, cheese is amazing.((A third force? Interesting...))
I order some minions to sneak around enemy forces and destroy anything that could give the angels an advantage.
[5]
Smash up the supply lines!
Flee to a plane that isn't infested by super-Brits.
[1]
Captured! You're now in your own private cell, surrounded by potato golems.
Converse with my other selves to see if anyone has an idea of how to get out of this, or at least get this black hole out of the pocket dimension.
[1]
Considering you are compressed matter, talking is a long lost ability. Something is keeping your sentience alive though.
Infest flameboy99's plane with super-Brits
[5]
Its already infested with super-Brits. The population of New Liverpool has doubled.
Create a small, habitable planet populated with Australians in preparation of the later Earth
[4]
You stable earth's rubble back together, terraform it and plonk down some Australians. Yaaaay.
GET REVENGE OVER ICYTEA FOR DROPPING A GIANT POTATO ON ME
[6]
You try warping it back on top of him. It just moves a little higher and squashes you again.
Who's the third hostile force?
[1]
Devils. Have fun!
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