Just Join me... Not like things could get much worse than me...
"THAT IS THE LAST STRAW, YOU WHINING DRETCH!"
Smite this guy, hopefully silencing him for a few turns.
"Ahem... See, Paris? This is the kind of treatment Toaster gives you. You know that I would never do something like that to you."
Break logic, Repelling his smite back at him with no damage to me, then start shooting used syringes at him.
That's not nice
Be immune to my own smite, because it only smites deities that speak in purple-ish black. Swarm him with angels.
"So is your constant moaning."
Fry his angels in boiling acid, and start consuming them as GFC (God fried chicken)
Thanks for the free lunch
"You just killed thousands of innocent immortals permanently without a second thought!"
Call in da boss (piecewise) to settle this dispute.
You two seem very insistent upon spilling each other's blood. Shall I help?~ ((If the follower of a god got a kill, then said god could do something, right? If yes, what exactly, arena change or another blessing or what?))
((Change arena in minor ways, create things matching your spheres of influence. I don't think another blessing is among what god can do.))
((Thanks.))
If one's follower has gotten a kill, the god can make an arena change, right? If yes:
Start playing Latino dance music, and have the various faces of the terrain shake, wiggle or roll whatever facial features they can manage. To the beat of course! If that's too much, only do the middle face.
"Hmm, oh yeah, that was wonderful of you, my dear pet. A positively electrifying experience. It's got me all riled up!"
Dancing faces it is.
Professor Tsonnovski poses victoriously.
"Can't touch this! Praise Crystis! Call me backwards! Take two! OFF WITH HIS HEAD!"
Run back up and note how Beirus is too tall. Make him shorter by height of his head.
Shakefastershakefastershakefaster. Move towards Jase. Try to fry him again. Take my new pill.
Pill ingredients:
Pocket knife
Bioncle figures
Shield
Model spitfire
Quadcopter
Pull non-conductive armor out from behind my ear and wear it. Manipulate the crystal to kill anyone attacking me.
3v5v6
Prof Tso runs in, swinging wild, but Jase dodges the blows. Or, more correctly, he sort of slowly walks backwards while Tso spasms in his general direction. Jace, seeing John jiggling in his direction, attempts to pull electrically resistant armor out of behind his ear but ends up yanking an entire faraday cage into existence and trapping himself inside it. The electrical discharge has no effect on Jace, [5] and Tso just throws himself down the bridge of the nose again to escape, rolling till he's just outside the electricity's reach.
"Woohoo! Didn't I tell you? Eh man, didn't I-
Oh, what's this? Oh! Thanks Toasty-god!
Hey, Rock! I've got a present for ya!"
Electro-Kick/Electro-Throw/Electro-Telekinesis (whatever is easier/more cool) the grenade to the golem as hard as I can. Unless the golem is too close to me, in which case Electro-Jump away from the grenade and the golem.
Either way, there's going to be a boom close to the golem (and possibly the electro-doll and the professor as well). Might not be enough to kill the golem, but it might be enough to open a hole on the nose and cause it to fall.
Try to Electro-land close to one of those syringe things (or Electro-run towards on of them if I don't end up Electro-jumping).
Prefix all words with the word Electro.
Hehe. That was very satisfying. My eternal thanks to The Hammerer for such a good clobberin' tool.
Right. Who's that knuckle'ead with the lightnin'?
Clobber Paris (or the nearest knucklehead between me and him).
New Pill:
Fox Plush.
Turtle.
Various Sharpened Sticks.
RFID Card.
A Shot Glass.
2vs4
Paris, his power possibly not as unlimited as he believed, spends several seconds waving his hands and generating a small amount of static cling. Mike, in the mean time, charges straight over to him and swings his mace hard at Paris' chest. [1] Paris is reduced to 4 limbs and a head spiraling off away from the several dozen pounds of hamburger that used to be his torso.
A KILL! ANOTHER PILL FOR MIKE! HE IS FAST BECOMING A WORTHY CHAMPION!
Unfortunately, the grenade on the ground vanishes with Paris life before it can hilariously delimb the golem. If only he hadn't rolled so low.
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