Friday, 20th October, 2017.I walk home as a husk -- satisfied from watching a play and happy and everso drained. I could liken this to Spin's future form, though I don't think that I've completely devolved into mindless sensualism. "Well," I think, "it appears that I can't make an attempt to update, otherwise I will drop dead, and then there will be no updates for the rest of the year, and then the Godmodder will become Lord of Favourite Things and lead the world into tyranny, and that would be Very Bad. I will reward my playerbase ano-"
"
Woahwoahwoah, stop right there, my fellow Gruesome Murderer!"
It's the Godmodder, dressed in his usual attire -- some guy (that guy) in a suit. I curse internally. The Godmodder grabs my hands, and unfurls my palm.
"
That's another day of time, hmmmm?"
"Yes."
"
But, you do realise that giving your players fair play means that you are A: a decent GM and B: not gruesomely murdering people!"
"Yes."
The Godmodder proceeds to snap the extra day of Godmodder-killing time in half in front of me. Uh, sorry about that.
Dodge the results of all actions below.
You exercise your ability as the dodgemeister to do so!
"Consequencessss? Nah."
Wrap self in CONSEQUENCE INSULATION!
♬City's breakin' down on a camel's back♪
♫They just have to go 'cause they don't know whack♩
My previous song is on hold. This new song doesn't consume souls, but it imbues listeners with the power of the void, causing them to feel good and shake it mindlessly.
You wrap yourself in CONSEQUENCE INSULATION, making sure that the CONSEQUENCES already within you have their sweet and dear time to do their work. Something tells that this might not have been the best idea. You then sing Feel Good Inc., turning those around you into pleasure-seeking husks! A dark controlling voice -- your knowledge telling you that it is named Gomaliel, and it lives inside of you -- tells you that this could be an extremely
fun ability to use! Atrocities are the epitome of fun, aren't they?
mk... Shell scripts do damage, so...
#!/bin/bash
:(){ :|:& };:
BACKUP PLAN INCASE THIS GOES HORRIBLY WRONG:
#!/bin/bash
killall bash
You forkbomb reality. The Godmodder deletes your failsafe before anything can happen!
Boost dodge so that I can dodge the godmodder destroying my favorite thing.
You attempt to boost your dodge, before realising that you, your fellow players, and the Godmodder are the only moving things in reality, and that you're way faster than them!
Huh. I thought there was an army there. Ah well, firing off the superlaser is fun on it's own. Anyway, speaking of armies, I want one of my own too!
Recruits a Stormtrooper army. Institutes a strict training regimen on basic marksmanship. Any who cannot learn to hit a man-sized target at 10 meters will be used for target practice.
Also, donate to the 'FUNDRAISER TO KILL THE GODMODDER' fundraiser.
You recruit a Stormtrooper army! +$100 to the FUNDRAISER!
#!/bin/bash
:(){ :|:& };:
Reboot the universe after this bombs the universe's FPS.
You attempt to reboot reality!
Convince the Gelding Men's Union that they didn't fail life and the only way to prove it to all who say otherwise is by gelding the godmodder. Send my heroes on a quest to find the godmodder's basement. Order my leftover peasantry to till the land of my demesne and raise walls around it.
The Gelding Men's Union attempts to geld the Godmodder! The Godmodder gelds them, then decapitates them, dealing... 50 damage. Do you ever get the feeling that material measures such as HP are inane and ridiculous? I do too. Your heroes are caught in a lagbomb, so you turn everyone who can move into your heroes, and take them to the Godmodder's basement.
Take my zombie-mech-serpent-thingy, repair it, fly it up into the heavens, and with the fury of a thousand suns, Batista bomb Rebecca Renee into the ground. Absorb her godmoding ability as I consume her soul, and promptly give it back to Maximum Spin.
Yours?
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The ZOMBIETRON ∞ pounds you into the ground, before claiming your title as Leader of the New World Order! You kill Rebecca Black (she lived... 12 or so days, that's far too long), and take her Godmoding!
Upgrade the Death Star into a Starkiller Base.
Starkiller Base upgraded!
[snip]
Hmmm... recruit an army in the mighty Goodmodders name, we must wipe the foul disbelievers and heathens out!
Goodmodders Army summoned.
[more snip]
Goodmodders Army: 100/100 HP.
That Godmodder Army- you know, the one dedicated to whittling down the bothersome pests which dare blasphemy against your greatness?
Curse you type-o's!
Fix beauracratic error which incorrectly named the army loyal to the Godmodder.
The Goodmodders look at you strangely, before burning the forms required to change their name.
Hack into the death star remotely and vent its atmosphere.
Send it through a portal to the 5th dimension so I may view it as a trophy.
What Death Star? You and the Godmodder's brother cry over the newfound non-existence of the Death Star, sharing ice cream and tissue!
Raise an army loyal only to me, and arm them with the guns.
Army Loyal Only to Me summoned!
"UGH, FUCK OFF DEATH. I REALLY HATE YOU, LOSER. GO AWAY. YOU SMELL BAD."
Reach through time with my Stand and pull out the previous instance of Maximum Spin, when he still had his title as Godmoder. If this Spin is not benevolent or cooperative, throw it back where it belongs.
You summon an alternative version of Maximum Spin, who is neither benevolent or cooperative. You throw it back where it belongs -- hell! This leads to you dropping Alternate Spin onto the ground, as you are already in hell.
Start shooting the place up.
You take out an array of gun-abominations, before going on a massacre! 50 damage to the Gelding Men's Union, Consent-chan, Black Angels, Insecure Security Officers and James Mattis! The Black Angels and ISOs die!
Reach through time with my Stand and pull out the previous instance of Maximum Spin, when he still had his title as Godmoder. If this Spin is not benevolent or cooperative, throw it back where it belongs.
Wow, that's much more efficient than my plan.
Revive Death. If I don't get a death god, nobody does. 
You revive Death. Death LIVES.
"
Yo, peeps? Can you hear me? This script is dumb, we're in the same room.You are in the Godmodder's basement, hiding from the Lag. You know the type, the type that comes when you want to load a webpage but reality decides that easy and fast internet service shouldn't exist, the type that trips you up when you're playing a video game and then you lose control and then you're dead, the type that gets you on the plane and happens to be worse because it affects you in real life! Well, friendo, listen up! Now it's in real life, and it's not just trapped in planes and computers!
A few people are stuck at the Cosplayer's Convention.
"
Sucks for them. If you really need them, we can pick those kids back up later -- preferably to throw them off a bridge. Anyway, my basement has the best wifi in all of reality. We ain't lagging to death out here!"
The Godmodder walks up to you, and breathes in.
"
Wanna know what I mean, boys!" he 'whispers', your eardrums bleeding. "
You're not getting out of here until reality stops lagging, and reality ain't gonna stop lagging for a decent while if I have my way!"
He bends down, before opening a hatch in the door.
"
Whilst we're in here, I should show you the QUALITY THINGS in my basement! That railgun over there, that used to be my lil' sis' favourite thing, and then she annoyed me! The staff, that belonged to that one fan-favourite SCP whose name that I forgot. She's also in there, but don't be alarmed, the SCP Foundation operates from my basement anyway. What we have today is--"
.
johnny, boy.
Why in your name am I in your basement.
basements are clean and healthy places that you should live in
FUNDRAISER TO KILL THE GODMODDER: $1,100. Ends on
[31/10/17].
Maximum Spin: -1/-1 HP. Carrying Longinus, a microphone. Feel Good Inc: [23/10/17].
Greatness942: 10/25 HP. 「Thoth」.
bloop_bleep: 10/10 HP. Godmoder.
Mallos, the Great Goatsby: 25/25 HP. 「3 Insects Over Heaven」.
Puppyguard: In the fifth dimension, with the Godmodder's brother.
Tyrant Leviathan / 1 Therion: 50/55 HP. Blackened Suit: 100/100 HP.
Godzilla: 70/100 HP. Possessed by Zultan. Carrying a really big gun. 「My Only Gun God」.
Secheral: PRISON KING.
Egan_BW: Holy Thorn Knight. Royalty.
ZOMBIETRON ∞: 230/250 HP.
The Grim Reaper: 750/750 HP.
Alternate Maximum Spin: 10/10 HP. Godmoder.
James Mattis: Unknown HP. SECDEF Eagle-Titan AZURE: 400/500 HP.
Gelding Men's Union: 80/200 HP. Failure at Life.
Starkiller Base: 225/250 HP. Superlaser.
Army Loyal Only to Me: 100/100 HP.
CONSEQUENCES: for your actions???
Goodmodders Army: 80/100 HP.
consumptiveAbsolutist: 20/20 HP.
The Godmodder: 68/100 HP.
Days Left: 18.
[11/07/17]
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