SIGMA 2.

A B Y S S A L   ~~8~~   O D D I T Y
PLAY GAME / ACHIEVEMENTS / MODULES / MUSIC / SOLIDUS (8) / CREDITS / QUIT
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>PLAY GAME.
[OUTPUT: Loading...]
[OUTPUT: Loading...]
[OUTPUT: Loading...]
[OUTPUT: Game loaded successfully. Please enter command.]
>Examine suroundings.
[OUTPUT: You've just entered a room through the secondary plague lab. You are staring a horrific abomination in the face.]
>Oh, okay, ACONITE HORROR it is.
>Who's with us?
[OUTPUT: Cyan and Charoite.]
[OUTPUT: Do you wish to engage in combat?]
>Yes.
 **ASSAULT / UTILIZE / COALESCE / OBSERVE**
>Observe.
[OUTPUT: Aconite Horror: 13/13 HP.
NOTES: A twisted beast, resembling some sort of dark-feathered bear. An artificial osmium crystal is embedded in its left front paw. Of course, aconite was designed upon extraction to temporarily overwrite parts of AI data concerning conscious actions and pain. Incorrect usage of such a thing might make such data corruption permanent.]
>Hm, have charoite use falscyint. Make sure to hold the horror in place using industrial-strength water hands.
>Have Cyan aim to blow off the paw.
[OUTPUT: You attempt to restrain the Aconite Horror with industrial-strength water hands. The Horror kicks a pebble in your face as you do so, breaking your concentration.]
[OUTPUT: Charoite, however, burns a hole directly through the Horror with a blast of burgundy light emitted from Falyscint.]
[OUTPUT: Cyan shoots it in the osmium crystal. The thing seems to absorb most of it, though the energy is deflected throughout the Horror's body.]
**ENEMY TURN.**
[OUTPUT: The bear swings a paw, and stabs you straight through the left forearm with the embedded osmium crystal.]
[OUTPUT: It is... surprisingly, not as painful as you thought it would be.]
**YOUR TURN.**
**ASSAULT / UTILIZE / COALESCE / OBSERVE**
>Observe.
[OUTPUT: Azure Lapis: 12/15 HP.
Cyan Amaranthine: 10/10 HP.
Charoite: 12/12 HP.
Aconite Horror: 6/13 HP.
NOTES: A twisted beast, resembling some sort of dark-feathered bear. An artificial osmium crystal is embedded in its left front paw. Of course, aconite was designed upon extraction to temporarily overwrite parts of AI data concerning conscious actions and pain. Incorrect usage of such a thing might make such data corruption permanent.]
>Have Cyan do a plasmaball combo using her weapons to make a more volatile projectile and fire volleys of water at the beast beforehand so the electricity spreads across its entire body. Don't aim for the gem, aim for its physical form (the gem seemed to absorb electricity last time). Have charoite use Falscyint again?
[OUTPUT: You perform a deadly combination attack. Of course, due to miscommunications, the beast dodges most of it with ungodly speed. It is directly before you now.]
**ENEMY TURN.**
[OUTPUT: The Horror proceeds to tear slashes into the bodies of Charoite and Cyan, avoiding you entirely. Similarly, you, the players, are not too sure that you even know what these dice do.]
 **YOUR TURN.**
 **ASSAULT / UTILIZE / COALESCE / OBSERVE**
>Observe.
[OUTPUT: Azure Lapis: 12/15 HP.
Cyan Amaranthine: 5/10 HP.
Charoite: 10/12 HP.
Aconite Horror: 1/13 HP.
NOTES: A twisted beast, resembling some sort of dark-feathered bear. An artificial osmium crystal is embedded in its left front paw. Of course, aconite was designed upon extraction to temporarily overwrite parts of AI data concerning conscious actions and pain. Incorrect usage of such a thing might make such data corruption permanent.]
>First, soak it with water. Then, create a fist from water and crush it. Charoite fires a beam if it somehow survives. Same with Cyan, will also attacks if it survives.
[OUTPUT: It's dead.]
[OUTPUT: The Aconite Horror explodes into dust. The osmium crystal drops to the ground. You note it appears to have grown over a maxixe gemstone.]
[OUTPUT: The lack of the bulk of the horror reveals a large metal door before you.]
>Apporach. But first, examine area for anything else.
[OUTPUT: The room is entirely devoid of anything other than ash and stone.]
>Head through door.
[OUTPUT: Cyan bubbles the gem, and sends it to the ship. You open the door.]
[OUTPUT: Beyond the door appears to be a large system of metallic catwalks overlooking a mass of the same tubes being transported throughout the facility, nearly half a kilometer below. The door closes behind you.]
>Examine area.
[OUTPUT: There is a DOOR on the other side of the room. It appears to be locked, and lacks a handle, either way. Just a dull, unlit hand sigil.]
>...Experimentally touch it.
[OUTPUT: You touch it.]
[OUTPUT: Nothing occurs. Well, there is a single beeping noise that coincides with your touching it, far below you.]
>Huh.
>Go down and look for source while Charoite repeatedly touches it.
[OUTPUT: Charoite touches it periodically, and the beeping sound occurs each time. You look down.]
[OUTPUT: Do you fly down, yourself?]
>Yes?
[OUTPUT: You fly down yourself.]
[OUTPUT: You are promptly slammed into in midair by a massive tenebrite droid of some sort. It uses you to propel itself to a wall, which it then uses to ascend to the catwalks. You catch yourself in midair, noting the beeping is coming from it.]
>rip
>cut off its limbs
[OUTPUT: You attempt to cut off the limbs of the droid as it lands upon the catwalks, behind Cyan and Charoite.]
[OUTPUT: Scythe blades composed of pure hard-light emit themselves from the arm-analogues of the droid, and it promptly stabs you through the right arm. You don't feel it too much.]
[OUTPUT: Six clicks are emitted from the back of the droid, and six objects lift themselves off of its back soon after.]
[OUTPUT: Do you wish to engage in combat?]
>yeah
 **ASSAULT / UTILIZE / COALESCE / OBSERVE**
>Observe.
[OUTPUT: Azure Lapis: 13/15 HP. Bleeding profusely from right arm.
Cyan Amaranthine: 10/10 HP.
Charoite: 12/12 HP.
The Reaver: 25/25 HP.
NOTES: An imposing drone composed of pure tenebrite, coated entirely in ash. A single red light on the thing’s head constitutes an optical device, whilst the acrobatic robot’s arms have been topped by hard-light scythe blades. The thing appears to have glass tubes filled with human and animal blood pumping beneath its plating.
Monoliscus: 5/5 HP x6.
NOTES: A levitating half of a cylinder with another half grafted to it from the medial demarcation upward. Composed of a refined basalt and glass. Monoliscus drones are armed with miniature plasma cannons. The prime servants of the laboratories would naturally be small prototypes at Aft’mathai’s own attempts at artificial intelligence.]
>Azure get back up and cyan, chug a refined aconite, why not.
[OUTPUT: You and Cyan do more drugs.]
[OUTPUT: Charoite just sort of watches.]
[OUTPUT: You both black out.]
[OUTPUT: When you both come to, Charoite is shaking the both of you. You are lying in a pool of the sacrificial blood coursing through the artificial pumping systems of the Reaver. All of the Monoliscus drones are dead. You both somehow feel stronger.]
 **ASSAULT / UTILIZE / COALESCE / OBSERVE**
>observe.
[OUTPUT: Azure Lapis: 15/17 HP.
Cyan Amaranthine: 11/11 HP.
Charoite: 12/12 HP. Disappointed in you.
The Reaver: 3/25 HP.
NOTES: An imposing drone composed of pure tenebrite, coated entirely in ash. A single red light on the thing’s head constitutes an optical device, whilst the acrobatic robot’s arms have been topped by hard-light scythe blades. The thing appears to have glass tubes filled with human and animal blood pumping beneath its plating.]
>Obliterate the reaver with a combined water/electric punch.
[OUTPUT: You attempt to obliterate the Reaver. It backflips over your electrokinetically augmented water punch twice, and proceeds to slash both of you with its twin blades.]
 **ENEMY TURN.**
[OUTPUT: The Reaver leaps through the air, and impales Charoite through the chest. She lets out a murmured and breathless 'fuck,' before pushing herself off of the blades desperately. She's alive still, an act surprising of somebody who has taken no drugs.]
 **YOUR TURN.**
 **ASSAULT / UTILIZE / COALESCE / OBSERVE**
>observe
[OUTPUT: Azure Lapis: 11/17 HP.
Cyan Amaranthine: 9/11 HP.
Charoite: 6/12 HP. Disappointed in you.
The Reaver: 3/25 HP.
NOTES: An imposing drone composed of pure tenebrite, coated entirely in ash. A single red light on the thing’s head constitutes an optical device, whilst the acrobatic robot’s arms have been topped by hard-light scythe blades. The thing appears to have glass tubes filled with human and animal blood pumping beneath its plating.]
>does charoite have a medkit?
[OUTPUT: The only person in your party with medkits is presently Topaz. Apparently.]
[ http://pastebin.com/sXngWA1X ]
[OUTPUT: It was actually Fseftr who gave all of the people six or so medkits, and *you* whom failed to distribute hers when the going got tough.]
>take out its optical sensor.
>duopen.
[OUTPUT: You shoot the Reaver in the optical sensor with the Duopen. It fails to die, but the sensor is presumably deactivated.]
 **ENEMY TURN.**
[OUTPUT: The droid leaps at you, aiming to decapitate you instantly. You take a step backwards, and it misses you by *millimeters*.]
 **YOUR TURN.**
 **ASSAULT / UTILIZE / COALESCE / OBSERVE**
>observe
>use falscyint to tear a hole right through the droid's center.
[OUTPUT: Azure Lapis: 11/17 HP.
Cyan Amaranthine: 9/11 HP.
Charoite: 6/12 HP. Disappointed in you.
The Reaver: 1/25 HP.
NOTES: An imposing drone composed of pure tenebrite, coated entirely in ash. A single red light on the thing’s head constitutes an optical device, whilst the acrobatic robot’s arms have been topped by hard-light scythe blades. The thing appears to have glass tubes filled with human and animal blood pumping beneath its plating.]
[OUTPUT: The Reaver is dead. You have a feeling this should have been a lot more of an elaborate and badass fight. The exit door unlocks itself.]
>Exit.
[OUTPUT: You exit. As you do so, you nearly topple off of the edge of a steep drop into an abyss, for there is no floor in the room beyond the unsealed door.]
[OUTPUT: A bridge of hard-light flickers on, leading to the other end, some distance away.]
>Examine area, while slowly crossing bridge.
[OUTPUT: You examine the area whilst walking across the narrow bridge devoid of safety.]
>go back
[OUTPUT: You head back. You appear to be in a cavern, the earth below nonexistent. In its place, there are *rivers* of blood. Ashen stalactites drip their cursed payload down into the depths.]
>cross slowly, while keeping an eye on footing and stalactites
[OUTPUT: You successfully cross the bridge without incident, and enter another set of labs.]
[OUTPUT: Tubes of blood in the tenebrite-plated walls transport the crimson fluid all about the chamber of your current presence. There are various locked computer terminals embedded in the walls.]
[OUTPUT: You can hear the sounds of screams, several of which are occasionally and abruptly silenced.]
>...hm.
>see what the terminals say?
[OUTPUT: There is currently one active and online terminal. The screen itself is incoherent static. However, there is a scrap of paper on the inbuilt desk before it.]
>Continue onwards. No time to waste.
[OUTPUT: You head onwards. Charoite pockets the paper, just in case.]
[OUTPUT: There is a door with a hand symbol at the end of the chamber.]
>place hand on it.
[OUTPUT: The door opens.]
>see what you can see *before* walking through.
[OUTPUT: You look inwards before entering. Beyond lies a travesty of a scene. Dozens of screaming and agonized figures composed of blurring pure white light centered around what appears to be sea glass are being twisted and manipulated around, *plugged into* computer terminals lacking keyboards, the screens of which are showing coordinates, video footage of security cameras, and information in the same incoherent text as the other terminals across the rivers of blood showed, which you can confirm to be the same alphabet as the one on the slip of paper.]
>...what the hell is going on here.
>aft'mathai really deserves his name, huh.
[OUTPUT: As you watch, you see one of the figures destabilize into pure light, and drop to the ground as a dull sea glass gem, burnt out, potential millions of years of life annihilated.]
>Go forth.
[OUTPUT: You enter the room. Now what?]
[OUTPUT: Another gem is burnt out as you stand there.]
>Further examine. Bubble/collect any gems.
>If we can free them, do it.
[OUTPUT: You take a step forward, in an attempt to rescue the gems. As you do so, the floor lights up beneath you. A hexagonal plate of magetear-infused glass in the center of the room, just beneath a metal industrial staircase, shows a pit below the room, through which the rivers of blood below flow. However, there are also a number of tenebrite droids below, shoveling shards of sea glass into a heap vast enough to actually divert the rivers proper.]
>...
>uhh
>genocide, much?
 [*This guy sure likes his aesthetic.*]
>"man it sure is inconvenient that we can't send bubbles to other people"
>"so inconvenient"
>anyways how clustered are the droids
[OUTPUT: The droids beneath the impenetrable glass are at least fifty in number. You note that all of these shards appear to be in the same burnt-out state that the overused ones here are all rapidly dropping into.]
>hm
>Inspect terminals.
[OUTPUT: The droids are in three massive groups, which appear to be socializing areas for the things, as they shovel corpses. Each group has at least fifteen drones.]
[OUTPUT: As for the terminals, they display security footage, coordinates, enciphered data, and other charts and tables. This appears to be one of the main power stations of the facility.]
>i see
>uh, is there any other way to go
[OUTPUT: At the top of the aforementioned metal industrial staircase, there is an unlocked door with a hand sigil.]
[OUTPUT: There are only six remaining gems plugged into the terminals, as well. The others have all been entirely drained.]
>go touch that instead, i guess
>maybe see if you can safely extract the gems
[OUTPUT: There are various wires and apparatus attached around a corotite ring encircling the gems proper. They... actually appear pretty detachable.]
>...
>attempt it with a dead gem first?
[OUTPUT: You pull at one of the devices attached to a burnt out gem. It clicks, and releases the gem. A transmission plays from hidden speakers.]
>oh boy
>ha
[OUTPUT: "*Wелцоме то тхе фацилиты, Усер сол1дусазур1те. И до хопе ыоу енйоы оур цлеан анд неw енергы програм.*"]
>o h w h y
>...Disgusting.
>oh wow
[OUTPUT: Do you attempt to free any of the still living gems, whose number has dropped to five?]
>yes.
>Vive la revolution.
[OUTPUT: You only manage to successfully free three of them. The other two fizzle out whilst you pull the others to safety.]
[OUTPUT: Their forms do not revert to something resembling an actual person.]
>rip
[OUTPUT: Instead, the light in their gem dulls *somewhat*, though not wholly, and their forms grow almost transparent.]
>you know i never quite understood why the matrix was supposed to work
>it still doesn't quite make sense with gems
[OUTPUT: The gems crackle with as-of-yet unreleased energy. They appear horrifically agonized.]
[OUTPUT: What do you do?]
>...
>walk a large distance away
>up the stairs go to the door
>slap your hand right on it
[OUTPUT: You do so. The door opens, revealing another catwalk. The living gems' forms are fizzling with static, and firing out sudden bursts of energy. Do you leave?]
>YES
[OUTPUT: You exit the room. The door shuts behind all of you on the catwalk.]
[OUTPUT: Another transmission plays with a voice some of you might recognize, this time from speakers in *this* room.]
[OUTPUT: "Тхе дата он тхеир гемс хас беен сцрамблед qуите суффициентлы ин тхе пхысицал форм департмент, Иьд саы. Трутх бе толд, Иьм амусед то сее ыоу леаве wитхоут евен аттемптинг то аид тхем, wхич ыоу цоулд хаве доне."]
[OUTPUT: What do you do?]
>Inspect room.
[OUTPUT: You examine the room. Charoite sharply intakes breath, and Cyan grasps your hand. The absolutely *massive* room beneath the catwalks appears to be the ending point of the rivers of blood, a lake of the stuff below you all.]
>wow
[OUTPUT: Off the catwalk, levitating tenebrite drones are constructing something you can't *quite* make out.]
[OUTPUT: You go closer.]
[OUTPUT: ...]
[OUTPUT: The drones are constructing TITANS of pure solidified organic blood. TITANS, of the same kin as the one XERITA XILN was meditating upon.]
>...huh
>let's keep moving, not much we can do about it
[OUTPUT: You continue.]
[OUTPUT: A stream of blood levitates into the air from below, and coalesces on the catwalk.]
[OUTPUT: You are accosted by a BLOOD ECHO.]
 **ASSAULT / UTILIZE / COALESCE / OBSERVE**
>OBSERVE.
[OUTPUT: Azure Lapis: 17/17 HP.
Cyan Amaranthine: 11/11 HP.
Charoite: 12/12 HP.
Blood Echo: *10*/10 HP.
NOTES: A whirling miniature storm composed of what appears to be pure blood. A peculiar glowing light seems to persist in the center of the whirlwind, everlasting, and sentient. Boiling blood, ever roiling, an eternal storm, forever cloying.]
>have cyan fire an electric pulse directly at the glowing light with the intent to knock it out of the storm.
>try to control the blood
>then have azure pck up the light with a water hand and crush it repeatedly.
>controlling the blood would probably be so shitty
>and push it away
[OUTPUT: Your hands are absorbed into the storm of blood.]
[OUTPUT: THE ECHO GROWS.]
[OUTPUT: Cyan fires a burst into it, however, which boils a bit of it into gas.]
[OUTPUT: And Charoite?]
>uh, charoite might as well just fire another burst
>idk
[OUTPUT: Charoite fires another bolt into it, as well.]
 **ENEMY TURN.**
[OUTPUT: Anyhow, the echo ejects a bolt of blood at you. You have a second to act.]
>DODGE
[OUTPUT: Where?]
>up
>jump up with the intent to fly??
>and then fly
[OUTPUT: You fly above the bolt successfully.]
 **YOUR TURN.**
 **ASSAULT / UTILIZE / COALESCE / OBSERVE**
>observe
[OUTPUT: Azure Lapis: 17/17 HP.
Cyan Amaranthine: 11/11 HP.
Charoite: 12/12 HP.
Blood Echo: *10*/13 HP.
NOTES: A whirling miniature storm composed of what appears to be pure blood. A peculiar glowing light seems to persist in the center of the whirlwind, everlasting, and sentient. Boiling blood, ever roiling, an eternal storm, forever cloying.]
>...it did NOT have 13 HP before.
>new rule: don't use water attacks.
[OUTPUT: THE ECHO GROWS.]
>try to slice through the blood echo using the autumnal hand. then azure backs away and cyan tries to turn more of it into gas?
[OUTPUT: Charoite?]
>charoite uses falscyint.
[OUTPUT: Cyan and Charoite boil away more of the BLOOD ECHO.]
[OUTPUT: You... you raise the AUTUMNAL HAND.]
>something is telling me tHAT THIS IS A BAD IDEA
>***UNDO***
[OUTPUT: Too late.]
[OUTPUT: Complete this phrase. / ; : _.]
>*
[OUTPUT: Asterisk?]
>Yeah, asterisk.
[OUTPUT: / ; : *.]
>yeah boiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
[OUTPUT: You slash through the BLOOD ECHO with the SCYTHE OF ИММЕ-ДРАХИС. The ECHO wails, having seen the true face of ЕРТТ ЕQ Ц////////////////////**////////////
[OUTPUT: ...]
[OUTPUT: ...]
[OUTPUT: The BLOOD ECHO is dead.]
>***__YES__***
>we did it reddit
[OUTPUT: The door on the far end of the catwalk opens.]
>victory dance, a la suitor of the sodajerk's confidante.
[OUTPUT: You do that, sure. Or something.]
>ha
>move on
[OUTPUT: You move on, to the next chamber.]
[OUTPUT: The next chamber holds nothing but a series of holopanel screens floating before the door, a metal plate platform upon which a sea glass gem, of the same type you saw in the crate outside Upsilon's temple, floats.]
>examine holopanel screens.
[OUTPUT: The holopanel screens all display images of the schematics for some sort of octahedron, the text for which appears unfinished, and what appears to be the architecture of the AEON CORE of the Delta Sector.]
>The AEON CORE?
[OUTPUT: You should probably also note the pit around the metal platform is filled with blood. Flashes of light are coming from the cracks in the metal panel door.]
[OUTPUT: That is, the hand sigil-marked one across from you. Also, yes.]
[OUTPUT: The AEON CORE you located the AUTUMNAL HAND in, which also held eight SHARD-pedestals, and an eight VOID SHARD-hashed door.]
>we have six, yes?
[OUTPUT: Yes.]
>step up to sea glass, examine it closely.
[OUTPUT: Bastille Stone: A circular cut stone of sea glass. The blank slate to basic AI programming technology and experimentation conducted by the ashen one, bastille stones are incapable of projecting physical forms, but can otherwise function as an entirely normal gem otherwise would, through various applications of interface and frequency scanning technology. One can even steal the data from another gem, and place it on this one, provided you have a SURROGATE.]
>asf;GFSLGFaslgkfgaslflgaslfasgfasolgfspAGSOGFUlsgfaUFSGUOISFAGISAGOFIGISAFGFISO
>***Nope.***
>should we bubble it?
>uhh
>do we have a surrogate, by chance
>that phrase
[OUTPUT: You have none of the five Surrogates currently in existence.]
[OUTPUT: The flashing from beneath the cracks of the door grows more sporadic, and maddened.]
>go to hand sigil door.
>open it.
[OUTPUT: You open the door. Beyond is darkness.]
>I'm hesitant to bubble the bastille--
>...
>shit.
[OUTPUT: The entrance door shuts abruptly.]
>SHIT.
>are we locked into this dark room?
>or just the room with the bastille stone.
[OUTPUT: No. You are locked in the bastille stone room, with nowhere to go but into the darkness.]
>thoughts on bubbling a 'gem' that doesn't have a physical form but functions completely like a normal gem otherwise?
 [*I should probably note there is zero data on that gem.*]
>...MOVE INTO DARK ROOM
[OUTPUT: Do you take the bastille stone, bubble it, or leave it, beforehand?]
>see if we can put data on it.
>In a way that won't rip us out of our forms, preferably.
 [*You don't have an army-slaying godkiller, do you, kid?*]
 [*And I don't mean the non-octahedral ones.*]
>forget it; bubble it and move on.
>Are there any terminals here?
[OUTPUT: You enter the dark chamber.]
[OUTPUT: The door closes behind you.]
[OUTPUT: A dim light at the center of the room's ceiling ignites.]
[OUTPUT: It reveals a series of pillars holding the low-roofed chamber up, and a massive emaciated figure in an ash-stained cloak, back turned to you, gaunt right hand upon some sort of pillar interface in the absolute center of the room.]
[OUTPUT: There is no other way out of the room.]
>is this it?
>is this the end?
>Inspect pillar.
[OUTPUT: Seven asterisk-stars float around the being's head.]
>...Don't do that.
[OUTPUT: The being emits a wheezing laugh. The central pillar slides into the ground.]
[OUTPUT: You come face to face with a hooded being, beaked plague doctor mask obscuring their face.]
>***YES IT IS, BOYS***
[OUTPUT: The stars around their head seem to draw light in, sucking it up. You lock eyes with the being. They continue to chuckle.]
[OUTPUT: What do you do?]
>should we ask "Are you Aft'mathai?"
>yes
>yes
[OUTPUT: *They respond*.]
[OUTPUT: "ИОУЦОС ВЫР, АФТьМАТХУС-ХЕР. ИЙЛЦИ ИО."]
>IOUCOS VYR, AFT’MATHUS-XER. IJLCI IO.
>I AM SILENCE/VYR, ????. ???? I.
[OUTPUT: The being glances off from you for a second, muttering "X."]
[OUTPUT: What do you do?]
>I think the xer would mean horrible, so...
>ENGAGE THE AFT'MATHUS MOTHERFUCKER
>No.
>Ask what he's doing with all this energy and everything.
[OUTPUT: "*."]
>Well.
>...Shall we engage?
[OUTPUT: You feel your ears bleeding at that.]
>...Fuck it. Engage the Aft'mathai.
>We would like to engage in combat.
>Wait no.
>Ask a question.
>ok
>wait
>Attack while he's responding.
>oh nice
[OUTPUT: "Ыоуьре нот гоинг то фоол ме, идиотс. И цан хеар ыоу плот."]
[OUTPUT: Aft'mathai engages first.]
>Welp.
>Give Aft middle finger before he attacks
[OUTPUT: Aft'mathai draws an axe with a glow of light, the blade reflecting the cosmos with ungodly potency.]
>The veil of ignorance is peeled back shoddily. That's what happens if we fail here. So... Let's do thissss!
[OUTPUT: "Ыоу фирст."]
 **ASSAULT / UTILIZE / COALESCE / OBSERVE**
>OBSERVE
[OUTPUT: Azure Lapis: 17/17 HP.
Cyan Amaranthine: 11/11 HP.
Charoite: 12/12
*Aft'mathai the Horrible*: 150/150 HP.
NOTES: The undead phoenix lich. The ashen coward fled from the onslaught of the Imperium, thus shattering the green order to continue their vile experiments. One would do well to annihilate this scourge. This... *Ashen God*. МАЛФЦИН: 1/5. Астериск: 1/3. HP.]
>he's going to fuck us over
>i just know it
>What exactly happens if the Veil is peeled back--
>OUAEFGHULP;OGFHA;PSDGUAD;
>***150 HP????***
>what
>OH
>uhh
>should we just
>automnal hand
>WE'VE GOT SOME FUCKING BUSINESS
>PULL OUT ALL THE STOPS
>kill him
>kill him to hand
>use the hand
>Use the Autumnal Hand.
>Slice straight through him.
[OUTPUT: Complete this phrase.]
[OUTPUT: ɮoअʑɣ पॢॡѦЊ ɕΦѦҒѮʑɟ पॢѦЊѮ- · --- ----.]
>ohhhh fuck
>Oh. These syllables.
>Oh shit.
>Didn't we acquire new ones?
>We can always rely on plain old water, people.
>what does it say
>Can we translate?
>We did.
>Someone go back up
>quickly
>something bad will happen
>FAST
>PAUSE GAME, translate ɮoअʑɣ पॢॡѦЊ ɕΦѦҒѮʑɟ पॢѦЊѮ
>MALAFIM-AZLSTOCH or some such, anyways expend a credit
[OUTPUT: GAME PAUSED.]
[INPUT: ɮoअʑɣ पॢॡѦЊ ɕΦѦҒѮʑɟ पॢѦЊѮ- · --- ----.]
[OUTPUT: I am a silent change of mind, - --- --- ------.]
[OUTPUT: "МАЛАФИМ, ыоу саы. И хеар ыоур пинс. МАЛ-АФ-ИМ."]
>Attacking normally will probably require itemspam
>MALAFIM, you say. I hear your pins. MAL-AF-IM
[OUTPUT: "Малпеиыц, Афтьматхаи, ИММЕ-ДРАХИС. Wе енд тхе wордс."]
>He knows, you fools.
>...oh
>then...
>I think i understand. The path is clear.
>az-sol-toch?
[*AZ-SOL-TO-CH.*]
>...oh
>wait, why "sol"
>solidus?
>probably
[*Cyan isn't her real name, you dink.*]
[OUTPUT: Please enter command.]
>I say we just all aggress.
>Come on, people.
>All the time we waste is time we have less of.
>yeah just slash normally
[OUTPUT: As for Cyan and Charoite?]
>...
>Hhahahahahahhahahahahahahahhah.
>Cyan: Limb destabilizer cannon. We don't control Charoite, but if we do, aggress with Falyscint.
[OUTPUT: She's letting you control her, for *now*.]
>eh, firing into melee
>but sure
>I don't think Cyan fared well this round...
>Just once inch from 618.
[OUTPUT: You hack at Aft'mathai. He takes it silently. Cyan fires a bolt at him, which is absorbed into the asterisk-stars. Charoite, however, does not even get a chance to act, let alone attack. Aft'mathai looks at her, and speaks.]
[OUTPUT: "И рецалл ыоу, ыес. Ыоу хаве беен маркед бы тхе Сентинел анд тхе рисен фифтх алике. Хаве ыоу цонсидеред дреаминг? *Итьс муч беттер тхан реалиты.*"]
[OUTPUT: Charoite's eyes widen.]
[OUTPUT: You can almost feel Aft'mathai grinning under his mask as Charoite drops to the ground, unconscious, a smoky aura about her.]
 **ENEMY TURN.**
>uhh
>oh no
>is this even possible
>oh
>okay then
>Fuck.
>welp
>i can't really help
>oh
>thrice marked
>fascinating
>We're dead. Unless Aft'mathai stays at the same HP between game overs we are absolutely done for.
>anyways try again
>why not at this rate
>actually, try singing
[OUTPUT: Aft'mathai snaps his fingers. A shard of the fallen sky forms around him, as a shield.]
>uh, at a reasonable distance
>Ultizse EVERYTHING.
 **YOUR TURN.**
 **ASSAULT / UTILIZE / COALESCE / OBSERVE**
>Ooh.
>Items.
>There's an idea.
>OBSERVE.
[OUTPUT: Azure Lapis: 17/17 HP.
Cyan Amaranthine: 11/11 HP.
Charoite: 12/12 Unconscious.
*Aft'mathai the Horrible*: 144/150 HP.
NOTES: What are you doing with you life? You are up against an Edge of the Triangle. Prostrate yourselves, you fool. Resistance will do you no good, save for in your memory. QИН ВЫР ЕQ ИОУЦОС. АЛПХЕЧАЛДОНИ ЦАРТОНИС ЕСТОЦ ВИ, ФЦИНИ АРТОЦ МАРТХУ АЕРИТАПХ. ХИСУЛ-ИЙЛУЛ ЕРТТ, ЕQ ХИСУЛ-ИЙЛУЛ АФТьМАТХАИ. МАЛФЦИН: 2/5. Астериск: 2/3.]
>step back and sing "Like a Comet"?
>my god
>anyways let's see...
>We always have the Duopen to pierce armor.
>Should we try with the hand.
>Because really.
>Other than that, I recommend Fluchwater.
>Why the fuck not.
>i was gonna say
>We need to use our special items here.
>try music
>What does the curse/blessing do?
>but yeah just step back, chuck a gluon destabiliser, sing "Like a Comet" in hopes of MUSIC
>Oh my god.
>or just sing if possible
>anyways what did the above say
>I think we might want to use that Potion of the Nine here. It could be interesting.
>yeah
>lets try that
>So, plan?
[OUTPUT: Do you drink the Potion of the Nine?]
>ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh sure
>:/
>Fuck, why not.
>so much for music, but whatever
[OUTPUT: You drink the Potion of the Nine.]
[*One Malpeiyc of Geten is granted an extra favor, which he immediately cashes in for kicks, leaving the original intact.*]
>ha
>hah
>amazing
>mh
 [*Your eyes roll back into your head.*]
>whatever
>this sure was a good idea
>and not, say, trying to channel music
>...
>oh well
>better luck next life
[OUTPUT: You turn to Cyan, blood dripping from your eye sockets.]
[*"Alright, kid. Here's what you're going to do."*]
>...
>Oh my god.
>amazing
>beautiful
>Are we possessed by Malpeiyc?
>probably
>i think
>haha
[*"You're going to want to tell the Ashen God that the sky has already fallen, first of all."*]
>oh, huh
>That *is* true. It has.
>Oh, yeah.
>it has
>"ashen god"
>pfft
>Indeed it has.
 [*"Second. Don't let the dark axe touch any of you. And I mean you, not you, kid."*]
>uh
>uhhh
 [*"Third. You have a phone. This phone connects to your ship, yes? Somebody is inside your ship. This will come in handy in the second phase."*]
>that is worrisom
>that is 100% even less clear
>but okay
>...Whoa.
>A phasic boss.
>Noice.
>Phone for artillery strike
>yes pls
>later
>Ladies and Gentlemen of America, we know how this is going to end so let's just skip right to it.
>"boom"
>:/
>I know, no phone now
>definitely not the best idea
>but I hope Mr. Ashen obeys the meme
>like 'sure'
>and we skip phase 1
 [*"Fourth. I'd suggest you not get struck by the asterisks, unless you particularly love the Ashen Plague."*]
>OK, Asterisk tiem is doge tiem.
>got it.
>*deploys the doge*
>whee
>^
>anyways continue
 [*"Finally, wake Charoite up, you absolute idiots. Unless, of course, you want a repeat of last time."*]
>like "yo i'm here to kill charoite again pls sleep"
>KEK
>ha
 [*"Triangles aren't ever your friends. AZSOLTOCH. I'm out. I'll see you later. You probably should have used this at a later point, just saying."*]
>oh okay
>whatever
[OUTPUT: You awaken from a trance, smelling copper dripping onto your cheeks.]
>annnnyways
>Tell the ashen god the sky has already fallen.
>might as well tell them?
>You missed Skyfall, your ticket is invalid, go watch the next Bond movie already.
[OUTPUT: You do so. The shield disappears, an illusion.]
>oh
>alright then
 **ENEMY TURN.**
>that
>makes sense
>that's either really good or really bad
>fuck
>please be really good
>that's not a good sign
>why
>pls no
>we're bus
[OUTPUT: Aft'mathai proceeds to lunge, slicing directly through your body with one hand on the axe.]
>rip
>rip
[OUTPUT: You don't fall apart and poof, surprisingly.]
 **YOUR TURN.**
>...okay
 **ASSAULT / UTILIZE / COALESCE / OBSERVE**
>I say we use Fluchwater, as I have said before.
>I say we sing
>Cyan or us should wake up Charoite.
>cyan wakes charoite up
>Ok, we try for MUSIC, Cyan wakes up Charoite.
>I agree with all of this.
>^
>I'm using the browser version.
[OUTPUT: What do you sing?]
>...wait
>uh
>Hm. We *could* do Like A Comet.
>what does the ax do?
>But we did that already.
>'you, not you'
>Can you list the musics?
>who was hti?
>It wasn't Azure.
>I think.
>we know very few songs
>And I'm thinking on a 'not literally' level here
[OUTPUT: Any song that's real, of course.]
>just resing like a comet
>:/
[OUTPUT: You do so.]
>...Oh.
>I get it. I think that's referring to our gems.
[OUTPUT: Of course, you've already used this song to become one with MUSIC. It fails. Cyan shakes Charoite desperately, and nothing occurs.]
>If we're crit hit we are fucked beyond all measure, I think.
>:/
 **ENEMY TURN.**
>Ashen God: spend turn laughing as mercy
>pls
[OUTPUT: Aft'mathai casually allocates an extra charge point to МАЛФЦИН, otherwise known as Dark Axe.]
>OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
>How about the Fresh Prince of Bel Air, next time?
>OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
[OUTPUT: МАЛФЦИН: 5/5. Expended.]
>...
>*oh*
>rip us
>We ded.
[OUTPUT: Aft'mathai raises his axe, turning away from you.]
>??????????
>US: DODGE
>?????????????????????????????????????????????????
>dodge
>do epic evasive maneuver
>I think this is somehow attacking US.
>perform absolutely batshit insane aerial acrobatics to get away from that axe
[OUTPUT: He slashes through the air, and an arcing wave of magetear light tears its way through the scree-wait, holy sh/////////////**////////////////////////
>......................
>Yep.
>At us.
>Aha!
>ME: DODGE
[OUTPUT: ...]
>It missed me!
[OUTPUT: ...]
[OUTPUT: ...]
>FUCKING REBOOT
>I CAST REBOOT
>REPAIR THE SCREEN
 **A B Y S S A L   ~~8~~   O D D I T Y**
**PLAY GAME / ACHIEVEMENTS / MODULES / MUSIC / SOLIDUS (7) / CREDITS / QUIT**
[**R4-██ approved guidelines: http://pastebin.com/1if0B2jP ]
>Play Game
>PLAY GAME
>play
>PLAY
[OUTPUT: Loading...]
[OUTPUT: Loading...]
>and a turn is skipped
>or something
>who knows
>"you know you didn't actually hit us right"
>"like"
>"100% missrate"
>"we live motherfucker"
>YOU CAN'T RUN FOREVER AFT YOU ASHEN COWARD.
[OUTPUT: Abyssal Oddity updated to version 2.0.3. Player(s) dead: Bomber57.]
>rip
>oh
>OH
>Welp.
>alright then
>shows I know nothing.
>this sure was productive
 **ASSAULT / UTILIZE / COALESCE / OBSERVE**
>rip bomber
>Observe.
[OUTPUT: Azure Lapis: 7/17 HP.
Cyan Amaranthine: 11/11 HP.
Charoite: 12/12 Unconscious.
*Aft'mathai the Horrible*: 144/150 HP.
NOTES: You can feel your internal organs being ground into paste. МАЛФЦИН: 1/5. Астериск: 2/3.]
>oh he was banned from the channel
>Oh. so it is murdering us.
>uhh
>oh okay
>AWAKEN CHAROITE, ASSAULT AFT'MATHAI
>MUSIC with the fresh prince of bel air? Objections?
>I hereby dispell the debuff by stating that we do not have internal organs whatsoever
>keep trying to wake her up inside, and this is a terrible idea
>we do
>we're human
>:/
>did
>^
>did you not pay attention
>MUSIC -- fresh prince
>...I wasn't reading this
>OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD
>atall
>THIS IS TFT NOW
>CYAN: wake up Charoite.
>START PANICKING
[OUTPUT: Cyan fails to awaken Charoite.]
>ASHEN COWARD, STOP CRASHING THE GAME IT REALLY SUCKS
>did we music good
>thank
>I think so
[OUTPUT: You feel a peculiar MUSIC come into the tune of your existence.]
>...okay then
[OUTPUT: You may act again. Only you.]
>this sure was a good idea and will def. not be weird
>hm
>Lets try again with the hand.
>Take AUTUMNAL HAND, regular slashing.
>might as well
>yeah
>try for the secrets, settle for the silver
>No special abilities, just a massive scythe.
>try for the secrets at least? eh
>RIGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGED
>shrug
[OUTPUT: You impale Aft'mathai. He doesn't seem to notice.]
 **ENEMY TURN.**
>oh okay
>yes
[OUTPUT: Aft'mathai turns to Charoite.]
>defense roll
[OUTPUT: "Тхрице-маркед, ыоу шалл царры ме. Хах."]
>yeah can't help excuse me
[OUTPUT: A gaunt finger taps her gem, brushing Cyan aside.]
>OH FUCK OH FUCK
>Ah, shit.
>Ashen Plague, anyone?
[OUTPUT: He walks away.]
 **YOUR TURN.**
>Oh, idea.
>Cyan: Take the Refined Aconite from Charoite's inventory, drip it down her throat.
>Battlefield stimulants, ahoy!
>Or we could just have her use her own vial if she can't access the other gem's inventory.
[OUTPUT: Are you sure you want to do that?]
[OUTPUT: You've taken out less than 20 HP.]
>Erelyr, are we royally fucking this up?
>So, yeah.
>We are.
>We are royally fucking this up.
>RNG stop being an asshole.
>So, yeah. Wake Charoite, impale with Autumnal Hand.
>wait
>Same as before?
>Thats enough of this BS.
>ɮoअʑɣ with the Pen
>let's see what happens
>If we keep getting tails on every roll that counts and he gets heads every time I'm going to lose my shit and pull out fucking rape frenzy mode
>why the fuck not
>Just activate the goddamn autumnal hand. We have hints galore from all sources, and mutiple favors and the such.
>I know it's not as simple, but we have to try.
[OUTPUT: Do you activate the Autumnal Hand?]
>uh
>I am a silent change of mind, I am a lord of all? Might work.
>i mean, we haven't touched the pen for a long while? whatever
>let's do it
>lets
>go for it
>Where making it hapen.
>Maybe.
>But we might as well try to make it hapen.
>Just quick one here.
[OUTPUT: Pen, or Hand.]
>Honestly, we're doomed.
>What's our current weapon?
>Form? description?
>If we just keep impaling him, he will laugh as he desicrates our graves.
>Juts, lay it on me.
[OUTPUT: Hydrokinesis, and a scythe that killed a Diamond.]
>I'm going to go do unspeakable things.
>A scythe, got it.
>A scythe that might be albe to kill a diamond, if we activate it.
>I say we do the hand and try to last until tazz's "rapefrenzy" is up.
>If we need more time, pen.
>Cyan: Shake Charoite like a rented mule before flipping her onto her head and making her do the inverted samba. All to wake her up.
>Azure: Activate the Hand.
[OUTPUT: Charoite is awoken by the shaking. Her eyes slowly flutter open, smoke curling from her mouth.]
[OUTPUT: You, on the other hand, activate the AUTUMNAL HAND.]
>SMOKE curling from the mouth??
>That sounds good.
>yep
[OUTPUT: Complete the prompt fully. What does the first s in S.O.L.I.D.U.S. stand for?]
>thrice marked
>oh for
>"Solidus" "fuck you"
>no
>"Sol"
>no, no.
>i know what it's for
>stoppit
>Quickly, spam the refresh button.
>Sempiternal.
>oh, okay
[OUTPUT: Sempiternal. Good, green one.]
>I know lots of things.
>Nice.
>*Just ask bill. He knows lots of things.*
>*LOTS OF THINGS.*
>**ＬＯＴＳ  ＯＦ  ＴＨＩＮＧＳ．**
[OUTPUT: The scythe glows gray. The blade turns into a screen, momentarily, revealing a gray face crowned by a scorched diamond.]
>whee
>**ＬＯＴＳ  ＯＦ  ＴＨＩＮＧＳ．**
>whee
>ready for next attack.
>I think.
[OUTPUT: "*Don't fuck this up. Do you hear me. If you do, the unimaginable will crash upon you, and not just from me. Do you understand, Lapis?*"]
>Nod.
>... >Nod.
>...okay
>I'll PM crys an attack quick to see if this won't fuck shit up.
>this sure is interesting
>K.
[OUTPUT: The blade glows gray, before blazing the same hot white of FOMALHAUT's blasts. You have a moment to act.]
>Should we wait for tazz to ready his RAPEFRENZY?
>decapitate aft'mathai, or at least try to?
>idk
>someone else
>SLICE THE FUCKER IN HALF, HORIZONTALLY (or try to)
>wait
>*?
>If so, hold.
>Wait for him to get it.
>**Ashes to ashes. In the end, a god of ashes will return to ashes. Such is fate.**
>fuck it.
>My previous order stands.
>i think tazz has notifications disabled.
>up to yv then
>as he did on chumpester.
>or a coin
>No, crystal wrote a attack.
>Azure meaninglessly flips the bird, pulls out some regular water to grip the Scythe by the handle and some Brinewater to coat the blade in a fine layer of *fuck you 150 HP boss of assholes*. Azure spins the scythe around a bit, and uses the water to precisely throw it at Aft'mathai, aiming for the neck joint. Naturally, since she’s in control of the water, the aim and precision is off the charts. You need entirely new charts to chart how precise this is. You could not get this more precise from Deadshot and the White Death themselves. In the same motion as this, Azure also attempts to hack the scythe at the arm joint that carries the dark axe, because you know, *you can’t swing what you’re not holding* and you don’t have telekinesis do you, boo hoo, yes I know you can read this, clearly that’s why I’m saying this right now and distracting you from the dodge you bag of idiot how the fuck did you even get this far anyways. Oh, yeah, the Scythe boomerangs back into our hands water-free if at all possible because I don’t want it in our faces.
>There.
>GIT
>FUCKING
>GUD
>ehm okay whatever
>*Ashen coward. Your time has come. Now, you return to ashes.*
>Do what Tazz said.
>^
[OUTPUT: You do realize Aft'mathai has been shown to be able to telekinetically move things, as in the Psi Sector, right.]
>KEK
>Kek.
>kek
>kek
>The joke is on you tazz
>I mean. Still works.
>It makes him try harder!
>IT WAS ALL JUST A JOKE
>Poorer rolls!
>tru tru
>JUST DO IT
[OUTPUT: Sure.]
>(I totally haven't been ready)
>Yessssssssssssssss
>43
>fuck yes
>w h a t
>inb4 tails
[OUTPUT: You have chosen. Wisely.]
>whee
>FUCK YEAH
>**ASHES TO ASHES MOTHERFUCKER**
>Please tell me more of that was rapefrenzy than the scythe going OWA
>TIME TO TAKE NAMES
>AND CHEW BUBBLEGUM
>(wait, i'm out of bubblegum)
>SHIT
>OUT OF BUBBLEG
>AND WE DON'T EVEN HAVE ANY BUBBLEGUM.
>UM
>LOOKS LIKE WE NEED TO TAKE TWICE AS MUCH ASS
>ACCEPTING ALL ASS
>taking ass and kicking names
>STAND AND DELIVER, COWARD
>anyways continue
>WE HAVE THE BOOT, YOU HAVE THE ASS, AND WE CALL THIS ONE HARMONY
>**Die, you unworthy stain.**
>THE NATURAL ORDER OF SHIT
>AND YOU'RE AT THE BOTTOM
[OUTPUT: The scythe blade goes through Aft'mathai's neck, then through his arm. Nothing oozes forth, and the limbs seem to glue themselves together afterwards. Two of the seven asterisk-stars blink out.]
>2 OUT OF 7
>THAT'S STILL GOOD
>huh
>rip us
 **ENEMY TURN.**
>NO, NOT RIP US THAT'S A GOOD THING
>5/7 MOTHERFUCKER
>block with the scythe
>PERFECT
>SCORE
>Scytheblocker
>pf
>there's still 5, and you had to use the hand
>is that good or is that bad
>ahahaha
>you can't roll like we can
>I hope that was his attack roll
>welp
>rip
>what is this?
>"that was its roll"
>"we dodge"
>is that a 'wow that's your revenge' kind of deal
>or are we 'dead'
>"totally"
[OUTPUT: Aft'mathai snaps his fingers, almost sighing.]
>I think that 27 was our damage.
>Fuck.
[OUTPUT: With a sudden jerk, Cyan and yourself are lifted up into the air.]
[OUTPUT: With a wave of one knarled hand, you crash into each other, gems-first.]
>owie
>we did not just fucking fail that
[OUTPUT: Cyan's gem cracks.]
>hope level falling rapid-
>hope levels are at 0
[OUTPUT: You both collapse to the ground.]
 **YOUR TURN.**
 **ASSAULT / UTILIZE / COALESCE / OBSERVE**
>/Observe
>observe
>it's >
>but i don't think it matters
>We're ***fucked.***
>Erelye
>did RNG just fuck us over?
>eh
>Yes.
>We are so fucking fucked.
[OUTPUT: Azure Lapis: 4/17 HP.
Cyan Amaranthine: 7/11 HP. Cracked.
Charoite: 12/12.
*Aft'mathai the Horrible*: 95/150 HP.
NOTES: МАЛФЦИН: 3/5. Астериск: 3/3.]
>huh
>Welp.
>nice
>Yeah
>We're ded.
>I mean
>Activate the Hand.
>Ath' didn't
>anyways, watch out for asterisk
>Coward indeed.
>Again????
>wait
>it's
>he has 5.
[OUTPUT: You once more activate the AUTUMNAL HAND.]
>**ASHEN COWARD STOP HIDNG BEHIND YOUR PATHETIC DICE SET**
>Can we even activate it twice?
>watch out for them
>nooooo
>i was gonna say
>whatever
>Ye
>What's the deadliest water we have in our inventory right now?
>Roll a 1 on that 10-paragraph attack, and you tripped and fell.
[OUTPUT: Tell me, AZ. How many diamonds have there been, and how many will there be.]
>...4?
[OUTPUT: Sorry, incorrect.]
>Hm. GWE, ROS, AMA, PERLIL. There will be... one.
>damn
>There have been 4.
>Wait.
>0, not 1.
>*will.*
>right but "have" and "will"
[OUTPUT: Is this your final answer?]
>If only counting AO...
[OUTPUT: Only the realm of the Oddity, yes.]
>Yes.
>There have been 4, there will be 0.
>Wait...
>Sec.
[OUTPUT: You have one minute.]
>Wasn't there a four Diamond authority, and then GWE?
>PERLIL, AMA, ROS, ???.
>There was GWE/PERLIL/AMA/ROS, and now there's only IMME.
>And GWE.
>IMME will presumably die.
>But Green Diamond was Yellow, apparently.
[OUTPUT: Is this your final answer?]
>no, yellow was green
>Oh, right.
>Still, earliest Diamond Authority symbol I've seen has four diamonds.
>Wait.
>...
>the temple states that there were 4, even if the truth is different, there were still 4
>so th real question
[OUTPUT: Enter an answer in thirty seconds.]
>Eh fuck it, four.
>is how many will be left
>Objections?
>you need 2 answers
>I think zero.
>There will be zero, taht is.
>There will be 0.
[OUTPUT: Final answer incorrect. Correct answer: six, 1-0.]
>ha
>damnit.
[OUTPUT: You fail to activate the AUTUMNAL HAND.]
>Fuckin'...
>Arhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
>shoulda gone for the pen :/
>Cyan can wake Charoite.
>^
>she woke up already
[OUTPUT: Charoite is already awake.]
>cyan shoot an asterisk
>Ah.
>Can Charorite do the pen thign?
>damage mitigation is more important tbh
>she doesn't have it
>OK you now what I'm not really helping.
>One of you can go rapemode
>I'm just
>out
>...k
>...
>cyan and charoite: shoot what might be the asterisks?
>WE ARE SO FUCKING SCREWED
[OUTPUT: Very well.]
>eh, not the best
[OUTPUT: They both fire blasts of energy into the asterisks, which absorb them. Aft'mathai legitimately takes a step back, and clutches his side, if only for a moment.]
>...huh.
>that's even more interesting
>shrug
 **ENEMY TURN.**
 **Астериск: 3/3 Expended.**
>hm
[OUTPUT: Aft'mathai decides to prey on the glitching and defenseless.]
>oh
>okay
>this sure was a good idea
>"Coward!"
>eh
[OUTPUT: An asterisk-star plunges itself into Cyan's cracked gem.]
>Whelp.
[OUTPUT: You can see her skin physically pale.]
 **YOUR TURN.**
 **ASSAULT / UTILIZE / COALESCE / OBSERVE**
>rip
>hope we get guns and ships sometime soon
>:/
>Observe.
[OUTPUT: Azure Lapis: 4/17 HP.
Cyan Amaranthine: 6/11 HP. Cracked, Ashen.
Charoite: 12/12.
*Aft'mathai the Horrible*: 69/150 HP.
NOTES: МАЛФЦИН: 4/5. Астериск: 1/3.]
>write "ɮoअʑɣ पॢॡѦЊ ɕΦѦҒѮʑɟ पॢѦЊ" with the Pen
>why not
>this will certainly have no downsides
[OUTPUT: Are you sure?]
>uh, any objections
>Oh hey we almost have him down to 1/3rd.
>this feels objectionable
>Nice.
>haha
>I think it is objectionable honestly?
>I really don't think we should do that.
>Charoite and Cyan: target the asterisks
>I really think we could use to take out the asters
>While insulting him
>in the stupidest way possible
>but yeah we still don't quite know what the pen even is :/
>oh well
>Azure: Get Cyan a remedy?
>we can't
>Actually.
>wait for backup
>we've got it in the ship
>As far as i can tell, it manipulates reality depending on what you write.
>Azure should use a medkit.
>i mean we know that
>we don't have any
>It can presumably be altered by a good deal of things.
[OUTPUT: The only person with any medkits is Topaz.]
>those are with topaz too probably
>yep
>so
>everything is with topaz :/
>:/
>Damn.
>Anyway, the Aconite could work.
>we bubbled it
>At the small price of berserker rage.
>I think we are better off throwing a literal <:tobdog:230159914687922176> at the boss and hoping it works at this point.
>didn't we?
>actually
>don't think that'd help
>yeah
>if we raged it'd possibly take up too much time
>^
>Simply put:
>and we might be unable to call a friend
>Cyan and Charoite, target the asterisks. Azure, once again test the Autumnal Hand.
>What if we wrote <:tobdog:230159914687922176> witht he pen? i doubt it would work, and i'm being completely insane here, but it's an idea.
>wow way to spam the hand
>We might get lucky with ye hand, after all.
>eh
[OUTPUT: You activate the Autumnal Hand.]
[OUTPUT: Answer this question. Who in this very room you fight Aft'mathus within is most affiliated with THE PARLIAMENT?]
>Azure, for having the Idol of the Parliament.
[OUTPUT: Is this your final answer?]
>Could you not argue, it is, in fact, coroite?
>Anyone else have an answer?
>Topaz, for believing Pink Diamond isn't real?
>Topaz isn't in the room
>She's in the ship
>Hah, whoops.
>Azure, then.
 [*It wasn't the answer we wanted, but it's the answer you needed.*]
>Azure is my answer as well, since she possesses the Idol.
>Woo.
>ha
[OUTPUT: The HAND glows with the burning solidusi fires before which the second council of four prostrated themselves, in the Overseer's wake.]
[OUTPUT: You may act again.]
>Is Aft just a generic humaniod that happens to be massive and ashen?
>gee that sure was useful
>only us, or
>Azure: LV. 1119 SCYTHETECH: THE REAPING -- Azure takes the glowing scythe and, in a flurry of blows, slices through every asterisk-star atop Aft'mathai's head before bringing it down on him, bisecting him cleanly in two.
>do the others
[OUTPUT: Only you, yes.]
>oh okay
>The number is, of course, a reference to the current time.
>that was useless
[OUTPUT: You stab through a single asterisk-star. The thing separates into two. Aft'mathai howls, but twists his hand. You spin around, and the two fragments soar into your gem.]
>Fuck.
 **ENEMY TURN.**
 **МАЛФЦИН: 5/5.**
>RIP ME
>time for someone to die
>i guess
[OUTPUT: Aft'mathai looks away from you.]
>or
>okay
>Fuck
[OUTPUT: He speaks.]
[OUTPUT: "Wоулд аныоне префер то сацрифице тхемселвес."]
>Would anyone prefer to sacrifice themselves."
>yeah
[OUTPUT: "А хероьс деатх."]
>Would anyone prefer to sacrifice themselves.
>...
>A hero’s deat
>h
>No thanks.
>so uh
>hang on a moment
>Not me. Sorry. Especially as this might be for all of AO.
>I SACRIFICE MYSELF.
>We have brought forth.
>A sacrifice.
>And it's not Toast.
>Shut up toast.
>fuck.
>i sacrifice myself apparently, no idea what is happening
>pff
>Thank you, Teag.
>kek
[OUTPUT: Only current players may sacrifice themselves.]
>ha
>o
>ha
>Quickly, input a commadn!
>"what like bomber"
>fcuk oyu
>Become current!
>"that certainly was a current player"
[OUTPUT: Aft'mathai sighs.]
[OUTPUT: "И wас гоинг то спаре тхе оне wхо сацрифицед тхемселвес, бут И суппосе тхис ис нот апплицабле."]
>give us a fucking mercy RNGesus is helping ath'
>ha
>gg
>gg
>i was considering it
>but
>ehhhh
>well, sucks for you guys
>yep
>ah well
>I was mildly considering it
>but
>eh
[OUTPUT: Aft'mathai promptly chops off Pit's head.]
>ha
>Hah.
>ahahahahaaha
>WHOOPS.
>fcuk you too
>GET FUCKED
>Lyra, poor Lyra.
>beautiful?
>Should i taunt him or no
 **YOUR TURN.**
>she just probably witnessed Angel have his head chopped off.
 **ASSAULT / UTILIZE / COALESCE / OBSERVE**
>OBSERVE
>anyways
>OBSERVE
>yeah i'm gonna taunt him
>any objections before i suicide?
[OUTPUT: Azure Lapis: 3/17 HP. Ashen.
Cyan Amaranthine: 5/11 HP. Cracked, Ashen.
Charoite: 12/12.
*Aft'mathai the Horrible*: 55/150 HP.
NOTES: МАЛФЦИН: 1/5. Астериск: 2/3.]
>it's not like i'm of cmuch use anyway.
>how many asterisks are left
[OUTPUT: Four.]
>I'd say four at leat.
>ah
>Azure activates the Hand, one more time.
>Charoite and Cyan, concentrate fire on a single Asterisk.
>Azure activates the Hand, Charorite and Cyan attempt Marksmanship on the Asterisks.
>Azure shall activate the Hand once more.
>i don't feel like handspam is productive
[OUTPUT: The HAND overheats, white sparks flying off of the blade.]
>you iddddddddddddddddddddddiots
>...
>yep
>Pen time then?
>WE'RE DED
>:/
>I was going to write up  a superattack but
>I think this just means we can't go bonkers this round is all
>Should we write a massive wall of insults at him using the pen?
>Or have to use the Pen.
>honestly I'm starting to just not care
>^
>" ɮoअʑɣ पॢॡѦЊ ɕΦѦҒѮʑɟ पॢѦЊ"
>^^^^
>whatever
>Write that up in the Pen.
>I'm too stupid to know when to quit.
>the fact that the RNG could destroy us at any moment has drained me of any care whatsoever.
[OUTPUT: You write the words ɮoअʑɣ पॢॡѦЊ ɕΦѦҒѮʑɟ पॢѦЊ.]
>Wait...
>I'm fully willing to freaking write <:tobdog:230159914687922176> down.
[OUTPUT: The ceiling cracks.]
>...I have a really stupid diea.
>idea.
 [*Ah, phase two. Nice work expediting it, and prolonging your lives.*]
>...this is going to end well
>call topaz
>Where is the ship.
>also i can't believe that worked
>Call Topaz and get her here.
[OUTPUT: The mountain above is cleaved backwards. Ash rains down upon you.]
>Artillery strikes for the fucking win.
[OUTPUT: With a flick, Aft'mathai tosses the three of you to the top of the peak, right upon what appears to be a Vardiveig Stone.]
>...huh
[OUTPUT: When he appears before you once more, one asterisk-star remains.]
>. . .
>Enemy turn skipped, player turn?
 **ASSAULT / UTILIZE / COALESCE / OBSERVE**
>Observe
[OUTPUT: Azure Lapis: 2/17 HP. Ashen.
Cyan Amaranthine: 4/11 HP. Cracked, Ashen.
Charoite: 12/12.
*Aft'mathai the Horrible*: 25/150 HP.
NOTES: МАЛФЦИН: 2/5. Астериск: 3/3.]
>Yessssss
>YESSSSSSSS
>"Don't come back, time will tell, you'll remember that I served you well,
'Cause when push comes to shove, I will send a fully armed battalion to remind you of my love."
>Yasss.
>fuck off
>WE DID A GOOD
>artillery strike
>Call Topaz, get her the fuck up here.
>Call Topaz
>We need us an artillery strike or five.
>pff
>Erelye
>this is going to be
>You fucking RNG'd a phone call.
>interesting
>haha
>reception
>anyways
>nice
>also hilarious
>........................
[OUTPUT: A plasma airstrike proceeds to obscure your vision.]
>beautiful
>Thank you for once.
>Wonderful.
[OUTPUT: When the flame clears, the final asterisk-star is cracked.]
 **ENEMY TURN.**
>we might actualkly win this
>holy fuck
>Thank you Mally
>a faint glimmer of easily-dashed hope blooms
>I forget your full name but take that as a compliment.
>It's Malpeiyc.
>Thank you Mally
>finally have the asterisks down
>unpinned two
>Time's a burning.
[OUTPUT: Aft'mathai nods once. "Ыоу шалл суццеед, wоньт ыоу. Тхис ис цертаинлы детриментал. Килл ме, иф ыоу шалл. Бе wарнед, шалл ые?"]
>You šall succeed, won’t you. This is certainly detrimental. Kill me, if you šall. Be warned, šall ye?"
>hm
>well
[OUTPUT: Casually, Aft'mathai tosses his axe aside. It burns its way into the ground.]
>just get on with it, i guess...
>Well, at least the veil of ignorance won't be peeled back shoddily.
>No retrieval chance? Eh, fair.
>^
[OUTPUT: "Стрике ме доwн. Сее wхат хаппенс."]
>No shoddy peelbacks.
>Because, if I'm not mistaken, it already has been?
>Clever.
>...ominous
>oh well
>He will become more powerful than we can possibly imagine?
>^
>ha
>OH BOY
>2nd phase.
>Oh, wait, he's an ash phoenix.
>...Bubble him.
>Like.
>good thing we have water?
>ACtually bubble him.
>THE CIRCLE OF STAR WARS REFRENCING HAS COME FULL CIRCLE.
>He possesses gems and revives.
>oh wait
>If that can be even possible.
>thrice-marked, you shall carry me.
>Hah.
>beautiful.
>Let's bubble him, then drop his gem into a blazing magmapit.
>After dealing with the ashen mark, of course.
>i think you're not paying attention quite
>I haven't been paying attention at all.
>charoite's got a few problems...
>I'm aware.
>But...
>If it's our turn, observe?
>Charoite: Get back on the ship
>Bubble yourself.
[OUTPUT: Are you sure.]
>It's risky, but it provides a delay in case of breakout
[OUTPUT: As for observe.]
>. . . . . .. . .. .. . ....
[OUTPUT: Azure Lapis: 2/17 HP. Ashen.
Cyan Amaranthine: 4/11 HP. Cracked, Ashen.
Charoite: 12/12.
*Aft'mathai the Horrible*: */150 HP. Waiting.]
>^ ^ ^
>anyways, no reason not to kill them
>i guess
>:/
>Not competely, but still.
>It kinda sucks.
>In any case.
>Yeah.
>yeah
>Can we actually bubble the guy?
>I think the only real way to do this is to kill the guy.
>I mean.
>Plot?
>Charorite's got a few problems.
>We have to deal with that as well.
>right but they need quick access
>The most logical option there is to bubble her.
>so if we get them far enough away
>...Ah.
>then we can avoid it
>Bubble him, Magma pit.
>nah
>So...
>Charoite, ship, get very far from here.
>kick them off the mountain
>Yeah. I actually vote kick off mountain, pile into ship, obliterate him with a plasma airstrike, fly far away.
>^
>^^^^^^
>And then everyone bubbles themselves for good measure.
>Proper Paranoia.
>^
>we have tears/saliva
>so we can at least heal the crack, hopefully
>if not the ash
>Aft'mathai, you can read this, be proud that you're inspiring this much irrational paranoia in us.
>In any case.
>Takers for my plan?
>I suppose I agree with your plan.
>i vote for crystals plan
>No mercy.
>Kick him off the mountain, pile into the ship, obliterate him from range with a plasma airstrike, be sure nothing's left, then kick into gear and fly away asap, bubbling ourselves as we go.
>Sounds good.
>Ye
>I agree
>**Execute the plan.**
>If possible, set the ship to autopilot to another sector.
[OUTPUT: You do so.]
>Also I guard from any weird telekinetic axe swings
>with an office chair.
>I do the same, except it's a wall of childishly written trolling that says by attacking me he has been "baited" and totally "trolled"
[OUTPUT: You casually kick Aft'mathus down the mountain, file into the ship, and obliterate him with a plasma airstrike.]
>Welp, I hope that's enough protection.
[OUTPUT: A mushroom cloud of pure ash erupts from the strike.]
>\*crosses digital fingers*
>Give Aft'Mathus the bird
>"And then, his neutrinos MUTATED."
[OUTPUT: The foul stuff spreads throughout reality, bringing with it, silence.]
>"***I AM GROWING STRONGER***"
>Now, get out of there at whatever equivalent to warp speed we -- fuck.
>INB4 it gets interpeted literally and we give Aft Mathus a flopbird
>gaem ovar?
[OUTPUT: No axinite remains. Module: A MIDNIGHT REFORMATION: Failed.]
>Yep, Star Wars reference complete.
>^
>Excellent. Now all we need is operation shadow empire or something like that.
>We struck him down, he became more powerful than we could possibly imagine.
>Isn't it good that we failed?
>^
>...Where's a link to the achievements list?
[OUTPUT: If you dislike being FOMALHAUT, and showing where the last of the Nine are, sure.]
>We stopped pseudo hard mode, at any rate--
>now it's actual hard mode.
>W h a t
>To be clear though - we beat the... Wait. Wait a second.
[OUTPUT: The ash spreads throughout reality, in a manner akin to the burning of Malpeiyc of Geten. Topaz, whom pulled the trigger, is feeling a little more paranoid than usual. Good job.]
>...This is phase 2.
>So, Erelye, how bad did we fuck up at the end there?
>Oh shitfuck.
>...what did i miss
>uh, good thing we have tears/saliva
>This is phase 2.
>You've been telling us that you everything you say is to make us suffer
>this was a terrible idea
>haha
>is it time to burn people yet
>Were you kidding that the countdown would be bad
>Would it have been good
>WHELP.
>I don't think it matters. I don't want to deal with phase fucking two of htis.
>nah it would have happened regardless
[OUTPUT: Topaz's eyes roll into her head. She speaks. "Афтьматхаи тхе Хоррибле ис деад. Силенце реигнс. Ыоуьве wон-фаилед."]
>It's fucking 50 minutes past my bedtime and we keep dying to RNG
SplitSuns: oh
>translate that fast
>Aft’mathai the Horrible is dead. Silence reigns. You’ve won-failed.
>haha
>Ah shit ah shit ah shit
>amazing
>Aft’mathai the Horrible is dead. Silence reigns. You’ve won-failed
>WHAT DO
>DID WE WIN OR NOT
>So.
>WE WONFAILED
>"Clarify? Please?"
>GAME OVERWON
>YENO
>FISSION MAILED
>```
I'm so confused.
```
>FISSION MAILED
[OUTPUT: Have you forgotten anything?]
[OUTPUT: Or do you wish to leave Sigma.]
>shrug
>THE LATEST IN FISSION TECHNOLOGLY HAS BEEN MAILED TO US.
>We have the slip of paper with the Cipher
>We forgot two secrets.
>FISSION MAILED
>heal up with the tears/saliva
>We have the Bastille stone right?
>DON'T LEAVE WE FORGOT TWO SECRETS
[OUTPUT: The cleaving of the mountain destroyed the facility.]
>Shit.
>Oh.
>What about the city?
[OUTPUT: And you lack the bastille stone, having left it of your own volition. The city is dead.]
>But yet it stands
>true
>but yet it stands
[OUTPUT: Do you leave.]
>Yes.
>that he only appears to do it in one place does not obliterate the other.
>If the facility is gone then I suppose.
>...No. I think we just need some kind of suit to outdo the plague.
>Wait
>WAIT
>If we want to secret hunt anyways.
>***WAIT***
>WERE ASHEN
>Is this a me thing?
>...Yes.
>Cure that shit.
>FIRST.
>You just figured this out, twin?
>:/
>At least Charoite isn't Ashen
>How did we cure it last time??
>Oh, no. She is much worse off.
>Eldritch shit?
>I think double-time would have done it
>worse.
>................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
>yeah it was eldritch bullshit
>We invoked the Eye of the Ocean in an eldritch ritual, is how.
>sweat
>Let's leave the sector, I guess.
>CTHK'ARYVT.
>Heal up too.
>i don't suppose they'd be willing to help again :/
>Nop.
[OUTPUT: You leave. The Vardiveig Stone of the sector cracks as you heal up, irreversibly damaging a library and the archives of the CORE.]
[OUTPUT: Would you like to save your game?]
>Y
[OUTPUT: Game saved.]