XERSPIRE BOSS RUSH: ATTEMPT #002.

Hand of Maybe:
  **XERSPIRE ACCESSED EXTERNALLY. BEGINNING ACTIVATION SEQUENCE.
IDENTIFICATION:** MARASARI-5081.
**CLEARANCE: GELUM.**

JOE:
  lets be more careful
maybe make armor and weapons First.

Hand of Maybe:
  **WOULD YOU LIKE TO PROCEED WITH THE "BOSS RUSH"?**

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > YES.

JOE:
  "and an automatic sword emancipation field device"
  "because..."
  "swords."

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  Oh, I don't believe we're going to be seeing those people again.

Bomber57:
  clearly this boss rush has a RANDOMIZED ORDER. maybe.

Hand of Maybe:
  [You are ejected from your stasis pod. You are in a featureless white room with a door on the far wall.]

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Check self and inventory, just in case.

Hand of Maybe:
  [Gloom Mark on chest, one red eye, one blue eye, pale body, nothing in your inventory.]

JOE:
  and lets make sure that, when we are dieing, we make it very boring

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  Wew, same as usual.

JOE:
  unless it is after suceeding in 3+ boss fights

ath uesht:
  i somehow doubt this works off the god tier system JOE

JOE:
  no its not that
  its the opening line of 'make your death entertaining'
  that they had
  at some point

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Attempt to dream warp an Agoniser of some sort into existence, one that on contact, deals damage to the internals of our enemies.

Hand of Maybe:
  [Sure.]

JOE:
  >make armor.

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Full Thaumic armour set, just to be sure.

Hand of Maybe:
  [Also sure.]

JOE:
  >put on the rune shield ring thing

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Examine self, after JOE's command.

Hand of Maybe:
  [You are wearing FULL THAUMIUM ARMOR, and bearing RUNIC SHIELDING of the highest order. You examine yourself. Read the previous two sentences.]

ath uesht:
  so, onto weapons

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  Already done.
  AGONISER, with RAPTURING capabilities.
  > Walk through the door.

JOE:
  >make a small essentia baterry to keep the shields up.

Hand of Maybe:
  [You walk through the door. Ash circulates throughout the air. The place is hazy, dusty, rocky, *burnt*.]
  [You manufacture a small essentia battery, and hook it up to the shields. Nice work.]

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Hold your agoniser whip up, and take several steps forward, en guarde.

JOE:
  (what does AGONISER do?)

Hand of Maybe:
  http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Agoniser

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  `Agonisers are Dark Eldar weapons which come in many forms, such as whips or gauntlets, but they are designed to attach themselves to the victim's nervous system, take control of it and inflict immense pain which can disable or kill the victim. The size of the creature doesn't matter and often the larger the creature, the greater the potential for pain-infliction. Agonisers have the ability to harm vehicles as well, potentially disabling the crew or disrupting the vehicle's systems.`
  This in addition to internals damage upon contact.

ath uesht:
  nice
  10/10 humane weapon
  approved by the UN

JOE:
  >put on a pair of clearsight spectacles to see through the stuff

Hand of Maybe:
  [Anyhow, you don clearsight spectacles, and step forward.]

ath uesht:
  Do we have any health regeneration, per chance?

The Nonexistent Tazz:
  hopefully we're not facing magical creatures that won't give a fuck for that kind of thing, because aside from the potential for facing things without anything remotely resembling nervous systems...

JOE:
  [shields regen]

Hand of Maybe:
  **ROUND ONE: MAMLEHTAR, LORD OF HUNGER, FALLEN GOD OF SHENDEVIA.**

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  Oh, I didn't get it for the nervous system damage.

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  >Put down infinite food.

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  I got it to modify it to do internal damage.

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  :mspa:

:mspa::
  https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/297203120721625088/338740710998016002/mspa.png

Hand of Maybe:
  [You set up your infinite food station, sure.]

JOE:
  >grab a jerkynator

ath uesht:
  >equip a ring of regeneration for HP regen purposes

Hand of Maybe:
  [You do that too.]

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  Guys the boss is here

ath uesht:
  >drink a bunch of buff potions

JOE:
  >fill it with jerky

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  Stop think

ath uesht:
  but yeah

JOE:
  >199999 jerky
>then look at BOSS

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > On guard, take a step back, and slam the rapturing Agoniser into it.

Hand of Maybe:
  [You look at the BOSS.]

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  [Maybe we should blast it with crucified jerky]

Hand of Maybe:
  Mamlehtar, Lord of Hunger: 16,000,000/16,000,000 HP.

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  [It's a fallen god guys come on]
  [Oh it has an HP bar now]

JOE:
  >what does it look like?

Bomber57:
  I don't think using anything food related against the Lord of Hunger is a good idea, heh.

ath uesht:
  might be

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  don't use square brackets those are GM reserved

ath uesht:
  worth testing

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Anyway, whip it, and blast unadulterated energy into it.

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  Oh

Hand of Maybe:
  [MAMLEHTAR has three eyes, three arms, three wings, three hands, and three gaping eldritch maws dripping liquid Fames.]

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  Fames.

ath uesht:
  ((use this for OOC or whatever, not that you need to))

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  ((kk fam))

Hand of Maybe:
  [Either way, you whip it. It CONSUMES your whip.]

ath uesht:
  ripppppppppppp

JOE:
  >recall any information about MAMLEHTAR you have.

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  FUCK YOU NO I AM THE ONLY CONSUMER HERE

Hand of Maybe:
  [You have no data on the topic.]

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  YOU MY FRIEND ARE ***FUCKING DEAD***

JOE:
  >keep it distracted with some acid turrets mounted on the walls.

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Throw the infinite food stall at it.

ath uesht:
  If it wants to eat, i'll get the Rubbery Lumps.

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > And them throw Rubbery Lumps into another one of its maws.

Hand of Maybe:
  [You distract it with some acid turrets. The acid burns its ashen flesh. It hisses, and then CONSUMES all of the infinite food and Rubbery Lumps in one gulp.]

JOE:
  >check health bar

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  okay erelye told me the strat for this is to get concept annihilation weapons and burn it from the inside

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  >Create a Gun and shoot the thing

Hand of Maybe:
  Mamlehtar: 15,995,000.

theedgeofstevensknife:
  >eat the concept of hunger.

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Point out that it likely has crippling indigestion, that of the type that cripples your internals.

JOE:
  (((look i hurt it!)))

Bomber57:
  Procure the GRAIN OF PLENTY from your inventory, the antithesis to the concept of HUNGER AND FAMINE. Throw it at Mamlehtar so he may CONSUME for the last time.

Hand of Maybe:
  [You shoot MAMLEHTAR. It--.]
  > EAT THE CONCEPT OF HUNGER.

ath uesht:
  (nice runescape reference BOMBER)

Bomber57:
  (thanks)

Hand of Maybe:
  [...]

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  GG, Generic.

Hand of Maybe:
  [...]
  [...]

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  (I used to pay runscape but then I got confused by quest directions)

ath uesht:
  GG
  just
  gg

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  gg ez

Hand of Maybe:
  [MAMLEHTAR splits in half down the middle. One half of the body disintegrates into ash. The other persists, however weakly.]

SplitSuns:
  did that just work

ath uesht:
  ripp

JOE:
  >create acidic tentacles around yourself for protection.

theedgeofstevensknife:
  it half worked

SplitSuns:
  nice

ath uesht:
  > Get Ye Agonizer

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Examine.

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  >Throw a sword at it

Bomber57:
  He is no longer MAMLEHTAR, Lord of  Hunger. He is merely MAMLEHTAR.

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > EAT THE CONCEPT OF LORDSHIP.

ath uesht:
  yum yum yum

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  wait no ™ applies here doesn't it

Hand of Maybe:
  Mamlehtar, Lord: 8,000,000/8,000,000 HP.

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > EAT THE CONCEPT OF LORDSHIP ANYWAY

Hand of Maybe:
  [It laughs in your face and stamps a ™ on your forehead.]

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  Fuck.

JOE:
  >use the acid tentacles

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Ask it if it is seeking the eldritch Truth.

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  >Like I said, throw a sword at it

JOE:
  >on whatever it used to stamp tm on your face

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > If it is not seeking the eldritch Truth, then it is not truly a Lord, and takes divine retribution.

Hand of Maybe:
  [Sure. It catches the sword, breaks it in half, and vaporizes the acid. It promptly replies to the Consumer-voice that it *is* the eldritch Truth. Sort of.]

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  Fuck.

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  >Cast Judgement

JOE:
  >what is it lord of?

Hand of Maybe:
  [You JUDGE the lord MAMLEHTAR.]

JOE:
  >create several clones so its less likely to hit you.

Hand of Maybe:
  [A horde of vicious lifestealing SJWs descend from HILLBOT HEAVEN and tear MAMLEHTAR to pieces.]

SplitSuns:
  NICE

JOE:
  >teleport all of them in random directions & distances that would not be in objects.

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Reveal that you hold the power of the Curse, :, and thus control Lordship.

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  Wow that worked

Hand of Maybe:
  [MAMLEHTAR is too dead to care.]

JOE:
  >k then
  >check if they have any powerful artifacts to loot

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  Haahh

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Examine HP bars and see what's changed within the arena.

JOE:
  >specifically artifacts we can't make ourself

ath uesht:
  >Create a massive barrel full of mining explosives.

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  >Make Elementuim Armor and equip yourself with it if you can.

Hand of Maybe:
  [Everything is the same, save for two crucial differences. There are three pedestals in the center of the room, each bearing a floating object. There is also a door on the far wall.]

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Examine the three pedestals.

JOE:
  >top up essentia

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  >Actually don't do what I said

JOE:
  >use your newly gained XP from killing it to enchant your existing thaumium gear.

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  We can do interesting things with Thaumium

JOE:
  >then, improve your processor speed.
>being able to counter things faster will be good.

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  I don't think were a robot

JOE:
  ((intent- for us to be able to interupt, or at least react to, attacks more quickly))

ath uesht:
  reaction speed works just as well

JOE:
  >if not robot, use a device to alter relative timeflow

Hand of Maybe:
  [You enchant your thaumium gear. The first pedestal bears PERITO. The second pedestal holds what appears to be the DRENWYCH OF THE LORD-ARCHMAGE. The third pedestal holds an APÓKOSMIC THREAD of the RS variety.]

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  >Make a Scouter to more easily scan the power of your enemies

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  Okay, think before we take.

ath uesht:
  >examine items

JOE:
  >letting your brain-equivalent have 3 seconds where everything else has .5.

Hand of Maybe:
  [PERITO is a floating sigil of some sort, burning with clear fire. The DRENWYCH OF THE LORD-ARCHMAGE is some sort of odd cube of ornate and complex mechanics and rich honey-golden crystal. The APÓKOSMIC THREAD is just some odd organic thread of some sort dripping with a mysterious liquid.]

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  >I don't think we should. Do you want your work to last 25 more hours?

Hand of Maybe:
  [You also do all of those things. MUNCHKIN GOD places a GRAND DELIMITER upon your self-upgrading.]

JOE:
  awwwww...

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  Hm, PERITO sounds like something focused on sheer power.

JOE:
  what form is the weapon consumer made in?

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  The DRENWYCH is information, I believe.

JOE:
  is it a sword or what?

Hand of Maybe:
  [Whip.]

JOE:
  (o, k)

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  The APÓKOSMIC THREAD is something I'm not sure of.

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  Perito means Proficient in spanish.

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  Knowledge is power.
  Drenwych?

ath uesht:
  perito feels more like a raw stat buff than anything else

Hezetor:
  always praise the MUNCHKIN GOD.

JOE:
  hm...
"complex mechanixs sound good"
  "I make those all the time"

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  No joe pls

ath uesht:
  > take a break to praise the MUNCHKIN GOD

JOE:
  >check HP bar

Hezetor:
  now, have we drinked potions that permanently alter our form and capabilities to be stronger?

ath uesht:
  i said to drink some buff pots
  but it never went though so

Hand of Maybe:
  [The MUNCHKIN GOD approves, but does not remove your GRAND DELIMITER. Also, you don't really have an HP bar.]

JOE:
  >oh.

Hezetor:
  we can't self upgrate like that.
  apparently.

JOE:
  yeah
  theres a limiter on our upgrades now

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  Okay, if nobody objects, I'll take the Drenwych.

ath uesht:
  no objections ehre

JOE:
  which ones that/
  is it the 'complex mechanics' one?

ath uesht:
  we did kill the first boss in a grand total of four actions so

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  . please no .

ath uesht:
  i don't think we want complex mechanics here

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Take the DRENWYCH OF THE LORD-ARCHMAGE,

JOE:
  " The DRENWYCH OF THE LORD-ARCHMAGE is some sort of odd cube of ornate and **complex mechanics** and rich honey-golden crystal. "

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  I'll go with Consumer's plan

ath uesht:
  i have the feeling that the later bosses will be hard to kill even if we find their greatest of their great weaknesses

Hand of Maybe:
  [You take the DRENWYCH OF THE LORD-ARCHMAGE. The other two items disappear.]

JOE:
  >examine further
  > attempt to use

Hand of Maybe:
  [It is as it was previously-described. You're not sure how to use it.]

JOE:
  >try to draw energy from it
  >wait no

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  >Please no. That may or may not blow us up.

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Examine buttons, switches or screens, if there are any.

JOE:
  >summon "guide to using Drenwych of the lord archmage"

Hand of Maybe:
  [There are none, and there is no guide.]

JOE:
  ((there is No Way we need to know how to make something to make it, logically))

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  Command it to turn on with sheer will of force.

Hand of Maybe:
  [Will of force.]
  [Functional enough, I suppose.]

JOE:
  ((because we made this stuff from nothing.))
((so we either know where Every Atom goes...))
  ((or it works by extremely vague approximations or concepts.))

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  >Attempt to solve it like a Rubix cube

JOE:
  gtg 😦

Hand of Maybe:
  [The DRENWYCH levitates into the air. It seems to disassemble itself in midair. The central honey-gold crystal glows with burning light, and each of the detached six faces of the cube adopt a symbol of some description.]

theedgeofstevensknife:
  examine symbols

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  ^^^

Hand of Maybe:
  [The one directly before you appears to be a red teardrop. The left face displays the image of a doodled human being split in half down the middle. The right face displays a :, the back face an Heirloom with a pale center, the top an eye, and the bottom the image of a brain.]

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Turn the Drenwych and tap the colon, using will of force if you have to modify it.

Hand of Maybe:
  [The face descends back into the central crystal.]

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  Hm.
  > Tap everything but the Heirloom face.

Hand of Maybe:
  [All of the faces but the eye descend back into the crystal.]
  [And the Heirloom one, of course.]

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Attempt to access the eye, using again, your sheer will.

Hand of Maybe:
  [Functional enough. It descends.]

JOE:
  (gackb)

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  >Examine your surroundings now.

Hand of Maybe:
  [Exactly the same as they were.]

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Attempt to generate a hologram from the Drenwych.

Hand of Maybe:
  [The Heirloom-face still floats alone. Are you sure?]

JOE:
  >wonder how your powers work.

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Tap the Heirloom face.

Hand of Maybe:
  [Good question.]

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  >Shine a light in to the Crystal.

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Then generate the hologram.

Hand of Maybe:
  [*Where* do you tap it?]

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > The pale centre.

JOE:
  >not where they come from.
>but in what way they function.

Hand of Maybe:
  [It turns black and descends.]
  [The cube is whole, but the red teardrop-face still glows with its symbol, whereas the others have disappeared.]

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Tap the red teardrop face.

Hand of Maybe:
  [Nothing more occurs.]

JOE:
  >do the results come directly from your mind?
>how specific?
>Experiment.

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Tap the triangle corresponding to ALOUS on the Drenwych.

JOE:
  >can you, for example, create something you do not know the function of?

Hand of Maybe:
  [No.]
  [And, *what* ALOUS-triangle.]

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  Wew, completely fucked up my understanding of the Heirloom.

Hand of Maybe:
  [Congratulations.]

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Tap the bottom right triangle.

Hand of Maybe:
  [The Heirloom is no longer there, in any case.]

JOE:
  >can you create something you do not understand?
that is, you know what it does, but not how.

Hand of Maybe:
  [Only the red teardrop. And, potentially.]

JOE:
  >create...
hm...
a solid-state machine gun from this one book with dragon DNA and clones.

Hand of Maybe:
  [Sure.]

JOE:
  >i don't know how it works, but i know it shoots bullets fast
>try firing into a wall. does it function?

Hand of Maybe:
  [Yes.]

JOE:
  ((interesting....))

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  >Create an inventory to store all this stuff

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Attempt to pry harder and stronger with into the red teardrop, checking if you can access it further.

Hand of Maybe:
  [You already have one.]

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  >Oh.

ath uesht:
  TIME SPENT KILLING A BOSS: 8 MINUTES
  TIME SPENT FIGURING OUT A ARTIFACT: 30 MINUTES

Hand of Maybe:
  [And, you attempt to do so, with regards to the teardrop. Nothing occurs.]

ath uesht:
  gg no re.

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  We should proceed soon, as YV commented on, anyway.
  > Walk through the door.

JOE:
  >make holes, the book.
>check first page, which i do not know the contents of.
>does it have anything on it?

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  We can experiment with the DRENWYCH and our powers later.

Hand of Maybe:
  [You create the book. There's nothing on it. Anyhow, next door. You enter an ELEVATOR.]

JOE:
  ((interesting indeed.))

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  >Create a Drum Magazine of Endless Dakka for all your bullet needs.

Hand of Maybe:
  [You ascend to another white room like the very first, save for the fact that the stasis pod has been replaced with this very elevator. And, you do that too.]

JOE:
  ((we can make something without knowing how it works. but not something we don't know the effect of. despite being able to create a device (say, a gun) that can be used to discover how to accomplish its effect(how make gun), it seems we won't be able to create a book that  tells us.))

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Check inventory.

JOE:
  ((unless..................))

Hand of Maybe:
  [You have all of the random shit you've summoned, and the DRENWYCH OF THE LORD-ARCHMAGE.]

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Walk through door, holding AGONISER.
  I came here to kill fuckers, not fiddle with a holocube.

Hand of Maybe:
  [Your AGONISER was CONSUMED.]

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Create another one.

Hand of Maybe:
  [You do so.]

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Walk through door, holding AGONISER, en guarde.

Hand of Maybe:
  **ROUND TWO: ENVO, SCHOLAR OF THE UNIVERSAL DARKNESS.**

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Examine arena and enemy HP bar.

JOE:
  >create a splinter self for my tests, please.
> have it create a machine gun (currently don't know how to make), make sure it works, and then open the machine gun up

Hand of Maybe:
  [You appear to be in some sort of massive library, of sorts. Filled bookshelves everywhere, tables, chandeliers, candles, so on and so forth.]
  Envo, Scholar of the Universal Darkness: ???/??? HP.

ath uesht:
  > Expose ENVO to the LIGHT OF THE JUDGEMENTS

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Pull out a rod from nowhere, before throwing it to the ground. As it makes contact with the ground, the rod bursts into searing light.

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  >Make a laser beam hit him from the sky

Hand of Maybe:
  [ENVO doesn't even turn. He raises a hand into the air, and in an instant, OBLIVION consumes all of your items, armor, and weapons. And also most of your flesh.]

JOE:
  >once this has all been done (my actions that is), check if the machine guns design looks similar to that which shows up here: http://drawingdatabase.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/04/Lewis_100.jpg

ath uesht:
  RUDE

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Even our DRENWYCH?

Hand of Maybe:
  [Not the DRENWYCH. And, this is *really* not the time for experiments.]

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  ok good

JOE:
  >sigh.
>i said make a slpinter self so it doesn't interupt us.

ath uesht:
  still not the time

Hand of Maybe:
  [*I* don't have a splinter self, however, see.]

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  I DO NOT THINK WE HAVE TIME TO BE EXPERIMENTING
I AM A TRYING A NOT TO A DIE

ath uesht:
  ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^6

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Check status of body, create a barrier of sheer light.

Hand of Maybe:
  [You are bleeding out. The summoned light flickers and fades.]

JOE:
  >manifest a capsule of primal energy, the direct opposite of void, oblivion, and all synonims.

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  >Regain flesh magically

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Reveal your natural regeneration skills.

JOE:
  >heal yourself with it.

ath uesht:
  > Enhance the barrier of SHEER LIGHT with CREATION.

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  ~~>Call for a medic!~~

Hand of Maybe:
  [You re-acquire your flesh. It's fused to your body. Your body is fused to reality itself. You are frozen in place.]

JOE:
  >create another capsule, this one compressed.
>toss the capsule at our enemy. have it rupture and explode.

Hezetor:
  >enlight reality with your faith in the MUNCHKIN GOD.
You may not have the items, but you have his spirit, the spirit of munchkinism.

Hand of Maybe:
  [You toss the capsule, as well.]

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  >  Everything is fused to reality, friend. How does that freeze us in place?

Hand of Maybe:
  [ENVO twitches at your attempt to evade being fused to the fabric of reality arcanophysically. His cloak swirls about, and you are faced with the most piercing eyes you have ever seen in your brief existence. He speaks.]
  **BE NOT.**

JOE:
  >alternatively, relativity and reference points
>you are absolutely motionless. everything else is moving.
  >counter **BE NOT** with existance

theedgeofstevensknife:
  >***BE.***

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  "WE ARE THAT WE ARE."

JOE:
  >I yam what i yam

ath uesht:
  >We think, therefore we are.

JOE:
  >purple

Hand of Maybe:
  [It's a bit too late for that. You seem to be attempting to control an entity that does not exist. Your first mistake was assuming your existence was axiomatic.]

JOE:
  >but w8

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > WE ARE THAT WE ARE IN A SIMULATION.

Hezetor:
  That's what happens when your existence is not axiomatic.

JOE:
  >that splinter self i made probably still exists.

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > You don't exist either, Enzo.

theedgeofstevensknife:
  >We are as real as he is fake.

JOE:
  >probably.

Hand of Maybe:
  > ENZO.

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > **BE NOT.**

JOE:
  >have it make you exist. again.

Hand of Maybe:
  [ENZO is not, sure. ENVO, however, snaps his fingers, and wipes the splinter self from the plane of Being as well.]

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  FUCK

Hand of Maybe:
  [That was unfortunate.]

JOE:
  >hm.....

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > I mean, nothing existed in the first place.

Hezetor:
  >call forward tautological existencial rules to be axiomatically yourself.

JOE:
  >what about the tentacles of acide?

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > ENVO didn't specifically wipe *us* from the simulation.

Redstone (sparkysfaint):
  >Exist once again.

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  > Just our splinter.

Hand of Maybe:
  [You cannot, see, for the simulation has ended. You just lost. Whew.]

ath uesht:
  whee

JOE:
  >they are technically existing.
>and nowhere near it.
>channel powers through it and exist.
again. again.

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  Whew.

JOE:
  awwww

Hezetor:
  >call a refeere, because that was totally illegal.

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  5080 MARASARIs to go.

Hand of Maybe:
  **I AM THE LAW.**

JOE:
  ssooo
how where we supposed to counter them.

Hezetor:
  >seems legit.

JOE:
  i mean

Hand of Maybe:
  Can't just give away secrets, can I?

JOE:
  they where litterally
"oh you don't exist now."
"GG EZ"

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  Good game, anyway.
  I think that the moment we were hit with OBLIVION, we were fucked.

Hand of Maybe:
  You know, I *did* only assure Consumer that the first boss was a *possible* one.

JOE:
  well, we have learned many lesson
1) make your existence  an axiom.
  2) make many backup selves/ respawn points.

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  This was advertised as a deathtrap, after all.

PitTheAngel:
  **Oh... how could they all die?  Really a shame!**

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  But remember, kids.
  Dying is only your own fault.
  If you die, it's because you weren't trying to live hard enough.

Hand of Maybe:
  Or in the right ways.

JOE:
  that statment is impossible to disprove.

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  Exactly.

JOE:
  and yet, probably false in some cases.

Hezetor:
  next time summon Hezetor = Hezetor on the spot and call forward axiomatic tautological laws.

JOE:
  when claiming something impossible to disprove, the burden of proof is on the claimer.

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  Also, ENVO's a fucking scholar, why did we underestimate him.

ath uesht:
  Remember, kids.
  Knowledge is very much power.
  and Power corrupts, but that's not particularly relevant.

JOE:
  i didn't
i expected everything we fight to 1shot us.
  failing that, i expected everything we fight to require extreme luck and foresight to beat, or else be impossible.

ath uesht:
  we might have been able to weasal something out after obvilion funnily enough
  he didn't fuse us until we healed so there was a tiny space of time

JOE:
  next time, lets try draconic armor.

Hand of Maybe:
  I suspect a great tip for the future would be to not misspell the names of your adversaries.

JOE:
  because draconic armor is coded to Never let the wearer die unless its RF reserves are bellow 10 million
and has ~1 billion in reserves when maxed.

Hezetor:
  always praise the MUNCHKIN GOD.

JOE:
  which means 100 hits before dieing...
if it works.

BIG. STRONG. TREMENDOUS.:
  something tells me ENVO has ascended beyond your Draconic Armour

ath uesht:
  ^

JOE:
  "but"
"munchkining"