Murder the Maniac

I Graaaadually lower the Gravity around Spalthos until he can just barely left the shields and tape upwards from his current position. Then, I feed him some steroids. he flops around(since he's a fish), and as he rapidly gets stronger, I gradually return the gravity to its normal amount, stopping once he's a bit stronger then he needs to be to move normally despite his defences. Please, do not ask how I attached a shield to each of his legs and hands when he is a fish with no hands. it's a long story and I don't want to have to explain it. Oh, and I place water in his shield shell thing so he doesn't drown on dry land.

Well... while Steffan is doing that, I decide to start planning ahead. I toss some magicaI Pepto Bismol over to Tales - usually it's reserved for when I accidentally drank garlic-eater's blood, but at the moment, Tales's need is greater than mine.

I wander over to The Fucking, PHD (in kicking ass) and ask it, "Hey, is your blood compatible for vampires to drink? Wait, do you even have blood?"

(edited to include a new action)

edited 22nd Feb '18 4:37:59 PM by Miss_Desperado

If not for this anchor I'd be dancing between the stars. At least I can try to write better vampire stories than Twilight.

I chug the pepto bismol like some melonade, then continue my previous attack that involved the pills.

“Now! Let us engage in the art of deduction!”

I attack the maniac again with my can of infinite pepper spray, but this when he tries to eat it I shall use a lighter to turn the can into a flamethrower!

edited 22nd Feb '18 5:26:52 PM by vjoi

Cornelius, but do not waste in useless pity the few moments left in which to escape from the hands of the enemy.

i decide to take a different approach and stab the eye with my key,which then becomes a gun. then i fire at it with my gun at point blank. no need to open my combat operandi yet.

edited 23rd Feb '18 12:12:15 PM by medievalParadox

Here's a Godmodder. Please Kill him before he fucks up everything. https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/posts.php?discussion=15527074470A62989200

COME THE FUCK ON! AGAIN? SERIOUSLY? I BETTER GET SOME SWEET POWERS OUT OF THIS TOO, OR SOMEONE'S GONNA GET HURT!

Fortunately not all is lost. I still have my communication statue beacon thing in the Brainiac's dimension, and as it's his dimension, which he has nearly absolute control over, he will hear my call for help. i don't know what's in this dimension, but i want some additional dps.

i then recognise the sock from so, so long ago, and retrieve the ultimate shield. extra defence is always neat.

and finally i wake up the spiky haired man, and ask him about this place.

(Call-Back) ...the Maniac keeps at least ten mouse traps in his pants at all times...
...he's actually impervious to having jizzed in his pants, considering he isn't actually wearing any...

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Aha! So the Maniac has ditched his pants and left them lying around on the battlefield, has he? While waiting for The Fucking to answer me, I pickpocket the Maniac's discarded pants for the mousetraps. If my fingers get caught in the process, I'll just mist them out (good thing I learned that trick from Dracula) and reset the traps.

If not for this anchor I'd be dancing between the stars. At least I can try to write better vampire stories than Twilight.

I awaken from a long nap. Wow, nothing has really changed. I sign the Covenant.

Having negative two souls is definitely the same as having two negative souls, I'll be fine.

While casually stabbing the eye with my leftover merch I still kept for some reason, I ask what's up with this here convenant thing, and if its in anyway a religious thing.

edited 24th Feb '18 7:44:38 AM by YetAnotherGuy

@Yet Another Guy: The convenant is a legendary document, created by yours truly. It curses those who sign it to become terrible ripoffs of themselves, under the control of myself.

I ask omegaPsi's "dead" corpse to sign it, if I haven't ran out of actions or something.

yo special bro, can you sign my eternal covenant too?

speaking of signing multiple covenants, i sign my own too!

edited 24th Feb '18 11:12:01 AM by alphaChi

I knock the maniac out with a gun, YEAH.

Progress has it's stepping stones.

Update XVIII (18) - Thirteenth Omen

Unit 13: TYPES VERY LOUDLY, But At Least He Doesn't Type Like This!

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The Maniac laughs, looking at you. "Well, heh, it's a long story, really. See, my pants are special, because they aren't just normal pants, no - in fact, they're made out of cat skin! Gruesome, I know, but I'm a serial killer, come on, I kill cats all the time. It isn't just any regular cat though, I had to skin a Schrodinger's cat to get these. Yeah, you can probably guess where I'm going with this." he smirks as you suddenly start seeing that he is, in fact, wearing pants, yet he isn't really wearing them at all because they don't exist.

You tweak Spalthos's FLEX TAPE armor! This should let him move at least slightly better than usual.

Hmmm... fair enough, I guess. Spalthos is armed with serious defense and, well, steroids! At this point, he has great defense and health, meaning he would be a disaster to the Maniac's plans. Nevertheless, he keeps his cool, simply doing one thing. "Uh, hello?" the Maniac says, dialing 911 into his phone and glaring at Spalthos. "I have just witnessed illegal possession of anabolic steroids. Yes, I'm located at 1̶͇̍3̵͉̆t̷̫͛h̴̘͘ ̵̽Ȁ̵̯V̶̡̆E̷̡̍. Thank y-" he is suddenly interrupted by someone pouncing right out of his phone onto the Battlefield. A giant blob of blackness appears, swiftly collecting itself into a humanoid figure. The figure is completely cloaked in a semi-tangible suit of darkness, not revealing a single bit of what they actually look like.

"HELLO, CRIMINAL. I AM KNOWN AS UNIT 13, CREATED BY THE GOVERNMENT TO AID THEM AGAINST NARCOTICS-RELATED MISCONDUCT. AS OF NOW, ONLY ONE OTHER CRIMINAL ESCAPED DEATH BY MY HANDS, AND THE REST ALL FELL AFTER MY FIRST ATTACK." Unit 13 yells out, firing something out if its fingertips. Spalthos is hit by a giant wave of grease. At first, he simply shakes it off, as if it wasn't effective at all. However, he later finds that it partially stuck to his body, seeping in through the FLEX TAPE and cooking him from the inside. "JUSTICE IS SERVED! (WITH A SIDE OF FRIES!)" However, to Unit 13's surprise, Spalthos is still alive with 1 HP! "IMPOSSIBLE! THERE MUST HAVE BEEN AN INTERFERENCE! MY ATTACK IS INCREDIBLE POTENT AGAINST DRUG USERS, THERE IS NO WAY THAT IT COULD HAVE FAILED!"

Unit 13 looks around, only to see the Maniac smirking with some of the grease clutched in his hand. "HEY! WHY ARE YOU AIDING THE CRIMINAL?!" he yells, to which the Maniac only grins back. "It's more fun this way, isn't it? Heh. I wanna see what'll happen next. It's always fun, this sorta thing." he laughs. Unit 13, agitated, springs up into the air and simply hits Spalthos with a regular strike, dealing only 0.1 damage to him! It seems as if he is created to take out enemies with only one hit, and it'll take a while for him to regenerate back the stamina he lost from it. Good thing Spalthos usually has a lot of defense to deal with regular attacks, although if Unit 13 strikes him with the deadly first attack again, he's sure to go down.

You give some Pepto Bismol to Talesof Under! I have honestly no idea what that is, but it's probably a western thing. You also approach the Fucking, only to find he can't really speak on his own. You're gonna have to ask his owner, ~@n3rd_d4sh, if you wanna know that.

Hm? That attack already worked though, didn't it? Through the power of retroactive shenanigans, you undo the attack and redo it now, which basically changes... nothing.

Good thinking! The Maniac's face is burned off, leaving him pretty much disfigured. "Damn, I really wish I was a fire-eater." he sighs, as two points of damage are dealt to him.

Nice reference. The eye pops, regenerating with one less HP yet again.

You send a message to the Brainiac's dimension! It isn't really "his" dimension, but he can definitely sense it in his version of the Battlefield. "Wait... does that mean... that there are more than two dimensions?! But... but wait... this means... I was w-w-w... w... wrong?! This makes no sense! There had to be two! It represented a duality of strength and intelligence, didn't it?! So... where does this fit in?! Aaargh! How does this even happen! I have to redo everything! Everything!" the Brainiac yells, flipping out and creating blank sheets of paper out of thin air. He pulls out a pen, swiftly writing calculations on the paper, growling with anger every few seconds.

You retrieve the Ultimate Shield! Two months ago isn't that long, especially when in-game that's probably, what, a day or two? You kick the figure asleep on the floor a bit, yelling for them to wake up. "Uh... Uhm... Uhhhh..." the person mumbles a bit, and then suddenly pounces up into the air, retrieving a hatchet. "Who the hell are you?! Ngh. I thought I already killed all of them. I guess there's only one left! After I'm done with you, I can finally just sleep in peace." the person growls, and you suddenly realize by the feminine voice that it's actually a female. "My name doesn't matter. What matters is that I can't even get a single fucking minute of peace! It's all just interruptions, all the time, I have to deal with scum like you. It's like I'm stuck in some sort of nightmare!" she yells at you, suddenly throwing the hatchet at your face. It flies at breakneck speed, not giving you time to react, and striking you right in your face! The ultimate shield sheds a single tear, whispering to you about how it could've blocked that. Your face takes six damage.

Unfortunately, as you've already learned in the previous post, the Maniac is wearing his special Schrodinger's pants. Instead, you grab 1/2 of his pants, getting yourself simultaneously half-existing and half-nonexistent pants, which alternate between the right and left pant while the opposite pant does not exist. The Maniac is left with pants that alternate between left and right, which is pretty much identical to the pants that you have. Inside of those pants you find half-mousetraps, which is to say that they aren't just mousetraps chopped in half, but instead traps for half-mice, which are any animals that happen to be a hybrid of a mouse and something else.

Welcome back! You sign the Eternal Covenant right away. Suddenly, you feel some sort of special ability coursing through your veins, making you twitchy and springy, is it super-speed? No, no, it must be super-strength, yes, you feel like you could take anything on! Or... is it regeneration? Maybe? Hm. On second thought, you can't actually feel anything that special. At least, not until you turn around and find a little girl standing beside you, with a creepy grin on her face. "Are you my daddy?" she asks in an unhappy tone. What... the fuck...?

As Dungkaka 1801 says below, you invented the convenant. The Eternal Covenant, formerly branded as    ETERNAL COVENANT    before I got lazy, on the other hand, is a special artifact currently held by the Maniac, Brainiac and alphaChi. Signing it forfeits your soul to the owner, but gives you abilities in return. It's still uncertain how it works, really.

omegaPsi is missing! His "corpse" seems to have vanished somewhere, although you aren't quite sure where. A trail of blood seems to lead to a giant hole on the back of the Battlefield, labeled as "The Restroom™". "Oh, the last time I saw my old daddy, red juice just like that was coming out of him!" the girl tries to tell you, tugging at your shirt. Something is really wrong.

Well, unfortunately for you, signing multiple covenants doesn't do anything, and you can't sign those owned by yourself, because, well, you're just trading your soul over to yourself.

Uhm. Yeah. The Maniac is knocked out! He doesn't really take any damage though, but he's out cold.

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Five souls in total! Current soul outliers: Hydraloonie (0), Tales of Under(-1), Dungkaka 1801 (-2). Everyone else has 1. Souls are currently being used for killing purposes.

Elections end in one turn!

Candidates

The Maniac - 0 Votes - Vote for him if you want to get a Stand! Yes, the one from Jojo's Bizarre Adventure. He's giving off free Stands. It's probably a scam. It's actually just a lemonade stand, most likely. Maybe you don't want him to become the president, because even if being a Stand user is cool and all, the game will probably be ten times harder. Then again, it's probably just rigged in his favor anyway.

Singular Spades - 1 Vote - Vote for him if you like Reptilians! Who doesn't? They control Earth anyway, not like it makes a huge difference, just sorta... makes it more official. But who doesn't like Reptilians, right?

alphaChi - 5 Votes - In his own words - "i will also offer you souls, but instead of only one i will offer you the amount of souls KJU ha divided by the number of players, with the remainder going to my government to pay for all expenses." Vote for him if you want. Uhm. Shit to go up to 11. I don't know in what department. Shenanigans, probably.

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The Good-ish Guys (emphasis on "ish")

The Fucking, PHD (in kicking ass): ??? HP. Eldritch abomination.

The Brainiac: 130/150 HP. Un-humiliated.

Spalthos: 0.9/12 HP. FLEX TAPE'd! Criminal! Insane defense and strength.

Miss_Desperado: 20/20 HP. 88/100 Blood Reserve.

The Maniac's Cast of Outcasts

Rolling Eye: 4/10 HP. Maniac's eye. Always watching!

Unit 13: 50/50 HP. Tentatively on the Maniac's side, but mostly against Spalthos.

The Maniac: 137/150 HP. Missing both hands and both eyes! Out cold.

Cross-Dimensional Rift (Don't mess with this part if you aren't alphaChi)

alphaChi: 3/20 HP. Stuck in a horrible place!

???: ??? HP. Says she can't get enough sleep, although something tells me she just doesn't realize how much she actually sleeps.

edited 20th Jun '18 9:32:04 AM by TrickleJest

   Murder the Maniac, or the Maniac murders you.   

I step on the maniac's stupid face. DOUBLE YEAH.

Progress has it's stepping stones.

Okay, lass, here's the deal. You're obviously another maniac/braniac type thing, having killed players and stuff. Unfortunately for you, though i'm not a regular player. I too killed all players in a dimension, so as i see it, we're equals. obviously there's something powering all of you, maybe it's some connection with your home dimension, maybe something else. i'm not quite sure how this all works to be honest. the thing is, you don't have to kill me. I've met two dudes similar too you, one's a dick, i'm a player in his game, the other's a dick too, i won his game. The second guy and me are allies now, and you could join us. i'm not sure what you gimmick is, so far i've seen strength and intelligence, but i'm sure i could use you.

I have a proposal: i've noticed you like to sleep a lot, you may not notice, but you do. this means you might not actually have killed all those players, if they hide while you're awake they could pretty much survive forever and work on their plans to kill you. you don't want that. i could prevent that. i'm not quite sure how dimensional gimmicks work with regards to players, i hail from the land of strength, and i have gathered a fair bit of power, but i'm not dumb either. i literally beat the Brainiac, lord of smarts, at his own game. i have an alternate self, well, had an alternate self in the land of smarts, he didn't seem all to useful. as far as i know, i killed him. but if he's ridiculously smart, i might not have. i really want to confirm my theories, i'd like to see my alternate self here too. If they're dead, there's a fair chance you killed them all, if not you probably didn't. it'd be best for both of us if you showed my to our corpse pile.

I get that i'm asking a lot, but i'm willing to compensate you for the trouble, i have gathered a fair bit of souls by now, so i could give you a few. apart from that i could give you some coffee too, you just woke up, it's fair to still be a bit sleepy.

after i tell the womaniac this (that's her cannon name now, deal with it.), i ask the brainiac what he's up to, i really need some manpower, in case this goes south.

i also ask the shield why he didn't protect me, if he could have, he's supposed to be the ultimate shield not some walmart shit.

Well, seeing as I already technically owe him my soul, signing AC's contract thingy isnt too big a deal for me. I do that.

If I can, I also roll the eye down a ramp and into a pit of eye-eating demons who proceed to destroy and consume it.

Now that the Mainaic knocked out I forge his signature On a Deal with the Devil contract so I get evil powers and he gets his soul Dragged Off to Hell!

Cornelius, but do not waste in useless pity the few moments left in which to escape from the hands of the enemy.

with the maniac down for the count,for now anyways, i loot the body for any valuables that are there.by the body i mean the maniac. "alright then, let's see what tricks i can steal from this guys sleeve"

Here's a Godmodder. Please Kill him before he fucks up everything. https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/posts.php?discussion=15527074470A62989200

Half-mouse traps? Eh, better than nothing. I'll save them for laters, Hydraloonie's action has caught my attention.

So, the Maniac can get knocked out! I grin and say, "Yesss! Nice work, Hydraloonie!"

I take advantage of the Maniac being knocked out to try drinking from him again. I activate a different set of fang-glands to inject sedatives instead of Kiss of the Vampire chemicals, so he'll stay knocked out for longer, giving medieval Paradox more time to loot the Maniac.

edited 25th Feb '18 3:45:44 PM by Miss_Desperado

If not for this anchor I'd be dancing between the stars. At least I can try to write better vampire stories than Twilight.

First, I throw a low level healing potion to spalthos (healing him, like, 2 hp at most), for a bit of wiggle room. Then, I cast a bubble-head charm, holding the water he is submerged in in a small area. since the water is unable to leave this area, and Spalthos, being a blobfish, is entirely underwater (his Fishbowl is made of flex tape and shields), and water is nigh-incompressible, and flextape blocks liquids, he is now highly resistant to attacks involving materials that are not solid, like that grease or whatnot.

Update XIX (19) - This is the Domain of Josephi Krakowski!

Josephi Krakowski: Richest man in Warsaw, handsomest man in Poland, and best boy of the entire world.

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Maniac's face, meet Hydraloonie's foot. Hydraloonie's foot, meet Maniac's face. The foot collides with the face in an epic battle! However, just as the foot is about to be lowered into the Maniac's face, his Rolling Eye takes the damage instead, being squished and losing 1 HP. Looks like it won't let you hit him until it's completely dead, as the Maniac is basically defenseless in this situation.

(By the way, you probably know this, but we also have a Discord server. Link is on the first page. Just saying, seeing as you're the only permanent-ish player who hasn't joined yet.)

Before your actions, you quickly get a transmission from the Brainiac. "Hello? I was able to get something through the orb connecting to your essence. It seems that through concentrating on your essence, I can sense where you are, but it seems to be completely disconnected as I cannot warp nor see what is happening there. Anyway, I have written up yet another plan to aid me with this, with all possible outcomes, obviously, I am a genius. I will need you to do something, however. Please set up another beacon in this dimension, transmitting more of your energy. It should help me carry out my plans." he shouts through to you, his voice seems to be slightly distorted as it travels through.

"Who the fuck do you think I am?! Ugh. I've met a lot of your type. You just can't shut up, you keep talking and yapping! Well, see, I don't care about how charismatic you are, how high your god damn Frame is or whatever. If I want to kill someone, I'm killing them, and I want to kill you. And besides, coffee?! Really?? I want to sleep, you little shit, and that's the opposite of what coffee makes you do!!! Arghhhh! You wouldn't understand anyway!" she hisses at you, erupting like a volcano full of pure unadulterated anger. Unfortunately, she seems to be that special breed of crazy between the Maniac and the Brainiac, to the point where she isn't as insane as the former or "stable" (in the loosest sense possible) as the latter, which pretty much makes her not listen to anything you say. "Now die, motherfucker!" she laughs. Suddenly, she disappears, and before you can turn around, she's already standing behind you. Grabbing her hatchet, she strikes your back. Fortunately, the ultimate shield blocks her attack. In her anger, she attacks again, and again, and again, striking her hatchet rapidly at the shield which, just seems to endure it, before she zaps away again.

The shield whispers something about how "you're welcome".

You sign the contract! And your body explodes.

...

......

..........What?

Is that a just a knockoff of the Eternal Covenant? Eh. Who cares. You attempt to sign a Deal with the Devil. However, instead, the Devil himself pops up next to you! "   Hey pal! It's me. Your friendly neighborhood Devil-man! You want powers? Sure! Uh. We have... uhm... X-Ray Vision (that only works if you're looking at a rock)! You can afford that! It only costs one soul! Or maybe you wanna get Flying Powers (you can only fly one centimeter off the ground)! We also have... er... Okay, we don't actually have anything else. I'll admit it. We're broke. Not many people are that keen on using Deals with the Devil when they can just use that crummy Eternal Covenant.   " he says in a rather sad tone, waiting for your response.

On your first turn, you manage to loot the Special Murder List™! Hey, that's a cool Call-Back, isn't it? Anyway, the SML™ features a list of every player that has and ever will join! Unfortunately for you, it isn't something you can view, because mortals like you and me don't really know how many people will potentially join this stupid game. You can probably get some other (and better) stuff if you search more. Somehow, his body seems to be like a maze with traps and treasure chests, so be careful.

You save the Half-Mouse Traps and extend the time the Maniac will be knocked out. I'm keeping a counter at the bottom of the update, but it'll get increasingly harder to keep him down for a longer period of time.

Spalthos gets two more HP! Unit 13 grumpily charges up another attack. "YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS, CRIMINAL! THE GOVERNMENT WILL OBLITERATE YOU!! YOU HAVEN'T WON THE WAR ON DRUGS YET!" he yells, impaling Spalthos with a thousand shadow pikes, each of them dealing 0.0002 damage for a total of 0.2! Seeing as he's now more or less resistant to the grease attack, Unit 13 lets out a rather loud yell and starts preparing another attack altogether.

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Five souls in total! Current soul outliers: Hydraloonie (0), Yet Another Guy (0), Tales of Under(-1), Dungkaka 1801 (-2). Everyone else has 1. Souls are currently being used for killing purposes.

The Maniac is currently knocked out for one more turn! Try to keep him down to acquire more loot or damage him. It gets increasingly harder to keep him down for longer.

Anyway, onto the elections! It seems that the winner is obviously alphaChi. I mean, come on, he got a whopping five votes! With this, alphaChi is crowned the new President of the USA! Everyone rejoices, seeing as the Maniac didn't become the president. However, something seems to be wrong. It seems nothing is happening. "...Huh?" the Brainiac looks around, puzzled. "I mean, normally, the Maniac would interfere or something, but he seems to be knocked out. So why is he not the president...?" he asks, and nobody responds. The Brainiac places a TV in the middle of the Battlefield, and everyone comes to look at what is being presented.

"[[And the new president of the United States is...!" a woman shouts out on the TV, reporting the elections live. It has to be alphaChi, right? "Someone who we didn't even know existed until about a day ago... omegaPsi!". Every jaw of every person on 13th AVE dropped to the ground, including the unconscious Maniac. Well, this certainly wasn't what everyone expected, amirite?

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The Good-ish Guys (emphasis on "ish")

The Fucking, PHD (in kicking ass): ??? HP. Eldritch abomination.

The Brainiac: 130/150 HP. Un-humiliated.

Spalthos: 2.7/12 HP. FLEX TAPE'd! Criminal! Insane defense and strength.

Miss_Desperado: 20/20 HP. 88/100 Blood Reserve.

The Maniac's Cast of Outcasts

Rolling Eye: 3/10 HP. Maniac's eye. Always watching!

Unit 13: 50/50 HP. Tentatively on the Maniac's side, but mostly against Spalthos.

The Maniac: 137/150 HP. Missing both hands and both eyes! Out cold.

Cross-Dimensional Rift (Don't mess with this part if you aren't alphaChi)

alphaChi: 3/20 HP. Stuck in a horrible place!

???: ??? HP. Says she can't get enough sleep, although something tells me she just doesn't realize how much she actually sleeps.

edited 20th Jun '18 9:34:35 AM by TrickleJest

   Murder the Maniac, or the Maniac murders you.   

i keep trying to find better loot on the maniacs unconscious body, no items left behind.

Here's a Godmodder. Please Kill him before he fucks up everything. https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/posts.php?discussion=15527074470A62989200

Unit 13 suddenly becomes extremely unlucky. not only are they the 13th, which is a unlucky number, but they also just walked face-first into a black cat, crushed the mirror it was carrying, and tripped under a ladder, before a chain-letter paper airplane flys into the back of their head, dropping them onto a LUIGI BOARD, which they uGOHST. GHOST. GOSHT??!?!, sending them into another dimension where they view their doppelgänger. they proceed to wander around, finding a horseshoe pair and reaching a house with a rice mat floor. they take off their shoes and put them on a nearby table to be polite, then hang up the horseshoe on the nearby wall. they say "Longtail", and discover they are on the isle of man. the owner of the house demands presents, so they give him a clock, before discovering this is also a theatre. they ask if they play macbeth, before a crowd of crows, ravens and magpies fly by, cawing. then, they ask what something is, and point at a rainbow. they have accumulated so much bad luck from all this, they die. or get fired. one of the above.

"Are you sure I wouldn't understand? I'm a pretty good listener. Besides, it'd be a pleasure to listen to your beautiful voice all day! I normally don't ask people, that try to murder me, out, but would you like to go for some coffee later? Maybe we could even see a movie, i hear black panther is pretty good!" Said alphaChi.

How did it ever come this far, what in the devil's name could have fucked up the timeline this bad? What unholy events had transpired moments before?

It all started on a monday, alphaChi, [INSERT LIST OF TITLES HERE],had heard there was some form of insanely powerful maniac located in the east side of town. Alpha Chi was a seasoned bounty hunter, skilled in the craft of making stuff up and hoping it works. To do so, though, he needed, apart from his incredibly sharp mind and rippling mussels, various scrolls, potions, weapons and other miscellaneous artefacts. But even the great and awesome alphaChi occasionally messes up. instead of packing a health potion, AC packed a love potion. In the heat of the battle, at 3 health he didn't even notice the difference and drank the whole thing.

I set up another beacon with my essence.

i also thank the shield for protecting me.

List of Titles: Many appendaged God, Ruler of the Mindless, Master of Edge(d weapons), Darker Messiah, Part-time Anti-Christ, Duke of the seventh circle, God Emperor of the Sunken Realm, Patron Saint to the Eyeless, Third of the Goblin Kings, Shogun of the Dishonourable, Monarch of the Painted Lands, Ύγε νερδ, Key to the Primal Chaos, Guardian of the Sleepless, Father of Roaches, Progenitor of the End, Harbinger of Flames, Feeler of the Bern, Offspring of Giants, Lord of Pride, Child of the Eldritch, The First Warlock, Breaker of Spirits, King of the Accursed, Sower of Nightmares, Reaper of Fear, Commander of the Abyssal Legions, The Silencer, Heir of Lies, Father of Truth, Oppressor of many, Liberator of more, Plane-roamer, Nemesis of The Righteous, Deicidal Maniac, Origin of Logic, Spawn of Darkness, The Eighth Deadly Sin, Horseman of Death, The Final Tormentor, True Pandemonium, Drinker of the Void, Emptiness Incarnate, Conqueror of the Nth dimension, Lucifer’s role model, The Psychopath’s Muse, Inventor of Terror, actor, musician, activist.

edited 28th Feb '18 3:26:07 AM by alphaChi

(after secretly making sure the devil doesn't notice my scheme.) I choose flight.

edited 1st Mar '18 1:19:26 PM by vjoi

Cornelius, but do not waste in useless pity the few moments left in which to escape from the hands of the enemy.