WELCOME TO THE 50TH TURN EXTRAVAGANZA I'VE BEEN WORKING ON FOR THE LAST FEW MONTHS--
Okay I'm just lazy. Don't you look at me like that, this is getting finished.
Turn 50 - It Just Gets WorsePut a charged necromantic aura around Hitler so he looks to be most appetizing to my new creation.
(...) A dark cloud of infernal majyyks swirls around mecha-hitler, and once again your eldritch creations are dragged across the room in a swirl of crackling organic slop! Hitler's screaming head explodes inside its life support tank and sends a shower of bloody glass across the room, and his mechanical body fuses with the shifting mass of meat!
MECHA-OCTO-HITLER emerges from the mess, his mustached face screaming in pain and rage! FFFFUCK
Naz'querel: 8
Qzth'thekwel: 6
Uncle Fg'rel: 5
You got 19 experience!Fekod pours the tabasco sauce in the grail into his empty bottle, then fires it at the body of the droid!
"Agh! You wanna get sizzlin'? LET'S GET SIZZLIN'!"The toxic sauce fizzes and pops as you pour it into the bottle, which immediately starts to disintegrate as you load it into your arm cannon!
(ATT) (DEF) The bottle bursts forth and slams into the security droid, exploding and spreading the noxious fluid over its surface! The droid heaves and shudders as pieces of it begin to melt off!
Fire the gun. If no ammo, carefully throw the glass shards at Mecha Hitler's head, hoping for critical damage.
STEAL a flamethrower.
(...) Your head makes a resounding clanking noise as it bounces off the flame turret and you tumble to the ground. TRY AGAIN
Creep up on one of the turrets and try to massage out the flamethrower.
(...) The flamethrower slides easily out of its socket into your hands, disabling the turret and providing you with a new weapon!
Try to do that again in an attempt to finish off the Sentry Droid (Body)!
(ATT) (DEF) You leap into the air and attempt to slice the droid once again, but it's far too fast for you! It swings out of the way, and you collide with the floor below it. A red light once again shines on the droid's surface, and it fires a glowing beam straight down at you!
(ATT) (DEF) The beam grazes your torso and tears a large gash in your side, knocking you across the room as it strikes the floor with thunderous force! Large cracks spread throughout the floor of the throne room.
The hanging security droid, in a final act of defiance, disconnects itself from the ceiling and crashes through the center of the throne room with a resounding crash! Debris and dust rolls across the room and the cracks in the floor widen considerably. The wall turrets stop moving and deactivate.
"What the hell, man?!"Timelord Bowie raises his weapon and sprints through the rising smoke while firing at the newly-created MECHA-OCTO-HITLER.
(ATT) (DEF) The shots burn against the horror's pulsating skin, but it barely seems fazed!
Marcus Aurelius seems stunned for a moment.
"What in the name of--"He quickly regains his composure however and flies across the room with blinding speed,
(ATT) (DEF) unleashing an enormously powerful punch on MECHA-OCTO-HITLER! MOH slithers aside with uncanny grace however, avoiding the incredible attack. The sheer force of Aurelius' blow leaves a crippling dent in the gold-lined steel wall at the rear of the throne room. MOH quickly counterattacks,
(ATT) (DEF) stomping Aurelius through the floor with ridiculous force!
The floor shatters at last, plunging everyone in the room downward into the darkness!...The smoke clears, and a loud hum fills the room. Machinery blinks and beeps continuously, unaffected by the turbulence of the crashing citadel. At the rear of the room rests a towering circular gate, the temporal rift generator the Nazis used to cross into alternate timelines. MOH rises to its many pointed feet, standing atop the wreckage of a large machine near the middle of the room."...Sir! The trans-timeline signal jammer's gone! We can talk to them now!""Excellent! Uh, what do we say?""I think an exposition dump would be optimal, sir. If they survive, that is."This is literally the worst thing
Mild burns
The Exalted Pimperor himself, having taken up residence in a golden suit of armor. His form is incorporeal for now, but he still has a ridiculous amount of strength.
Heavily dented
Player: lawastooshort
Name: Hilda J Gherkin PhD
(Agent Rouge)BioLocation: Level 7 Temporal Lab, Nazi Citadel
Inventory: A large wrench |
Sexy Catsuit | Radio |
Pain-Poms |
Walther Pistol |
Bandage |
FlamethrowerWounds: [HP:98/100] Light Bleeding (Left Leg)Skills: Misc. Object Usage |
Competent Masseuse |
Noodle Limbs |
One-Two Punch
Player: BullDog
Name: Zack The White
(Agent Pearl)BioLocation: Level 7 Temporal Lab, Nazi Citadel
Inventory: Healing herbs |
Nazi Uniform |
Scripture of Lumithos | Bandages x3 | Golden Sword
Wounds: [HP:95/100] |
Heavy Bleeding (Torso)Skills: Speed Reader |
First Aid |
Light of Lumithos |
Incandescent Orb |
Salve of Lumithos |
Gauze of Lumithos
Player: dermonster
Name: Derm
(Agent Fuchsia)BioLocation: Level 7 Temporal Lab, Nazi Citadel
Inventory: Pink Cloak |
Tome of Eldritch Lore |
Ritual Dagger |
Bottle of Wine |
Bandages x5Wounds: [HP:82/100] |
Missing Tooth x5Skills: Necromancy (
Level 2) |
Raise Minion |
Morph Undead |
Soul Trap
Player: Sinpwn
Name: Fekod "The Master Explodinator"
(Agent Pewter)BioLocation: Level 7 Temporal Lab, Nazi Citadel
Inventory: Old Faithful | Funky Hat | Leather Trench Coat | Eye Patch |
Bandages x4 |
Useless Ruby CupWounds: [HP:63/100] Missing Left Eye |
Missing Left Arm |
Heavy Bleeding (Face)Skills: Explosives Expert
Player: micelus
Name: Baron James Ostal
(Agent Heliotrope)BioLocation: Level 7 Temporal Lab, Nazi Citadel
Inventory: Skeleton Key | Balaclava |
Cloak | Grappling Hook |
Bandages x2 |
Heavy Machine Gun |
Glass Shard | Brass Helmet
Wounds: [HP:100/100]Skills: Master Thief
Name: ?
DescriptionInventory: Mop | Rag |
JumpsuitWounds: N/A
Skills: N/A
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Topic: Endless RTD - Steampunk Nazi Fiasco (Read 56784 times)