"YOU DARE HARM THE GOD-MODER?" Goatsby bleats shouts angrily. "WHEN I'M DONE WITH YOU, THERE WILL BE NOTHING LEFT FOR A FUNERAL!"
In this order, use Soundproofing on Rebecca Black to mute her, then use 2 Insects Over Heaven to stop the Macroverse's flow of time and swarm her whilst simultaneously activating Thousand Islands. Then, resume time to let the weight of one thousand islands drop on her while posing menacingly.
The Godmodder nods! You mute Rebecca Black, who unmutes herself! You then drop the weight of one thousand islands on her. 5 damage.
Revive Mictlantecuhtli.
You cause Mictlantecuhtli to experience existential dread, before exploding!
Revive Mictlantecuhtli.
Kill Mictlantecuhtli.
Too late.
Mictlantecuhtli isn't dead. He's DEAD. He's the fundamental essence of DEAD.
I guess I'll just have to repair Longinus with the remnants of divinity, consume the energies of the void to boost my HP to a more reasonable level, and SING FOR THE GODMODDER.
Meanwhile, draw power from my worshippers and the Void in an attempt to regain at least minor godhood.
You repair Longinus with whatever remnants of divinity that remain intact in you! You try to draw power from your worshippers, before realising that the worshippers that aren't players now worship Rebecca Black! What has the music industry come to, Negative Spin? You consume the energies of the void to boost your HP to a more reasonable level. -5 HP.
Rescind my title as Prophet of the Godmoder, seeing that Rebecca Black is now the Godmoder.
Go kill Mike Pence now. I wasn't able to feel the joy of Donald Trump falling to my might, thus I will seek compensation.
You stop being a Prophet -- rest in peace! But, hey, at least you're still President of the New World Order! You go to kill Mike Pence. James Mattis, Secretary of Defense, drops from the sky, into the Cosplayer's Convention! He wears a great suit -- navy plating twisting and sliding into place, a plain, white mask topping it.
"Trump was a great man, cutting his name into history despite his brief presidency -- and you want to kill his successor?! Despicable, child!"
Rescind my title as Prophet of the Godmoder, seeing that Rebecca Black is now the Godmoder.
Aww, but you could prophesy terrible things about her.
Under the rule of God(moder) Rebecca Renee Black, the only prophecies that you can make are what she tells you to say.
Griggorus awaits for a directive -- give it to it by tomorrow, or it'll kill everyone!
"I can't control the Griggorus. No one can! So,"
Make every player and friendly NPC (Callionbimbo, ZOMBIETRON, all of them except for the Griggorus) evacuate the proceedings. I actually will give it a directive, but that directive will be to kill everything it can. Let the Scorpion That Lies Between Worlds have it's meal.
The cosplayers and paparazzi block the exits, hiding their favourite things and taking out their favourite weapons! Griggorus accepts your directive, and gets to work!
Find his house, and edit the "Kill the Godmodder!" update so I am a mercenary under the Godmodders employ.
You sit at the computer for a while, confused. You're a mercenary under the Godmodder's employ, I guess.
"Yessss. I willllll evaaacuate."
Escape, still singing, trailing inky nothingness all the way. if I still have any command over Azulongmon, convince him to follow me.
As you try to escape, a reporter slams you in the head with their own microphone! 5 damage --
reroll your non-existent stats, and get back into the action immediately.Take ZOMBIETRON 3000 and lead it out of the cosplayer convention. Watch with glee as Griggorus rips Mike Pence to shreds.
Somebody cosplaying as a lich attacks it for 5 damage! Griggorus would rip Mike Pence to shreds if he was present.
Conjure some more giant forks, and begin building a castle in the 5th dimension.
You give Leviathan 5 HP due to the power of his Edict, and begin to build a castle in the 5th dimension.
Find the underground GM society and inform them of the godmodder. Search the net and create a squad of toxic 12 year olds. Hire them and order them to follow the godmodder on all social media.
The only GM that wants to save you from the Godmodder is me! The udnerground godmodder society's power combined is weaker than this godmodder! The underground godmoder society write up a letter detailing what they'll serve your liver with! The Godmodder declares war on you, then waves the Geneva Convention at you! You get sent to prison for war crimes!
Find the underground GM society and inform them of the godmodder. Search the net and create a squad of toxic 12 year olds. Hire them and order them to follow the godmodder on all social media.
Do all the Anti-Godmodder's have walkie-talkies with them so that they can communicate? Because if so, Game!G942 says,
"Mate, I just summoned a Giant Scorpion from a fictional multiverse of my own creation that makes their victims hallucinate until they die. At least buy some Glock 17s for those kids so that they stand a chance."
"
I don't think a Glock can save you, but then again, we've seen what Spin and Becks can do with a mike."
Plant Dark Seeds in the skulls of all the children, then herd them out of danger in a van.
You herd the children out of danger in a van. A passerby calls CPS.
Do Thorn-Angel-y things.
The Law requires you to destroy the Cosplayer's Convention. What do you do?
Now that I am Godzilla I will kick the godmodder in the nuts and shoot him while he is down.
You kick the Godmodder, sending him flying! 1 damage! You then fire at the Godmodder, who rolls out of the way!
Summon A giant toad monster to consume the godmodder.
The Godmodder's cousin adds it to the menu.
Find the underground GM society and inform them of the godmodder. Search the net and create a squad of toxic 12 year olds. Hire them and order them to follow the godmodder on all social media.
Do all the Anti-Godmodder's have walkie-talkies with them so that they can communicate? Because if so, Game!G942 says,
"Mate, I just summoned a Giant Scorpion from a fictional multiverse of my own creation that makes their victims hallucinate until they die. At least buy some Glock 17s for those kids so that they stand a chance."
"Meh, they've seen worse."
Is this what the internet does to our youth? How depraved.
Begin forcibly singing Blurred Lines to Consent-Chan for PSI damage.
ETA: For simplicity, I encourage you all to join me in referring to my new Yin-charged self as Negative Spin.
30 damage!
AppointmentsThe lack of consent fairy wakes up on a cutting board, mind wavering. She looks to her left -- a door, a sign talking of sweet escape and of Griggorus's new event (feat. the Convention), in a subturn all to himself. She then looks to her right -- Consent-chan, holding a syringe.
Consent-chan says a few words, inaudible to her swirling mind, and injects a liquid.
Everyone's a cosplayer, now!
1 Metatron: METATRON LIVES.
Maximum Spin:
DEAD. Carrying
Longinus, a microphone.
Greatness942: 20/25 HP. 「Thoth」.
bloop_bleep: Leader of the New World Order, Prophet of the Godmoder.
Mallos, the Great Goatsby: 15/25 HP. 「2 Insects Over Heaven」.
Puppyguard: In the fifth dimension, with the Godmodder's brother.
Tyrant Leviathan / 1 Therion: 45/50 HP. Blackened Suit: 100/100 HP.
Godzilla: 100/100 HP. Possessed by Zultan. Carrying a really big gun. 「My Only Gun God」.
Callionbimbo: 50/50 HP.
Griggorus: 125/125 HP.
ZOMBIETRON 3000: 85/100 HP. Angry.
Azulongmon: 100/100 HP.
James Mattis: Unknown HP. SECDEF Eagle-Titan AZURE: 500/500 HP.
Rebecca Renee, Ascendant-Singer: 45/125 HP. Godmoder.
A Great Thing.The Consent Fairy: 50/50 HP.
Consent-chan: 90/200 HP. Holding a pamphlet on consent, handing them out. An Appointment With People Who Don't Consent:
[10/16/17]Egan_BW's Angelic Armour: 40/50 HP. Holy Thorn Knight. Royalty.
The Godmodder: 74/100 HP.
Days Left: 22.
[11/07/17]
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