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Yes, that is right! The TGOD and the fights between the mages and gnomes must return to return me to sanity!

::goes back off to hiding in his Janeway ship::

*Lockdowns said ship*

MWAHAHA!

I think that the TGOD could continue, and be fun, if people did it in more of a story format.... instead of *kills you*, it could be something like "Mitth`raw`nuruodo brought up his gridfire rifle. He knew this shot must count. He fired"..... I think it'd be a little less spammy if thought must be put into the posts.

Clouds drew over the thread, lightning struck and thunder boomed. Then, the clouds parted, and the sun shown through. But the break in the clouds brought more than just the sun. In the middle of the collum of light, Alyrium Denryle floated down from the heavens. The updraft from the heat, catching on his bat-wing cloak as he decended toward the ground in a slow spiral.

"So, you want story plots eh? Then you shall have them."

Alyrium touched ground with feather softness. And bent his knees before bringing back his hands. Energy gathered at his fingertips as he uttered the words of the Black Mages characteristic spell.

HA DO KEN! And a blue meam of energy sprung from his fingers and raced toward Mith

*steps infront of Mith* HAIL GNOMAGE!!!

*the blast impacts against the frame of the Restless Dead Avenger, flesh and muscle burning away, his hands out stretched like talons. IN the wake of the blast, lone particles begin reforming on the partially stripped skeleton*

My turn...
*a pair of .45's are drawn, spun before being brought to bear. He fires both*

Alyrium leaps back and throws his hands in the air as the guns are drawn. A blue field of energy forms at his outstretched fingertips and forms a shield that stops the bullets.

With his ither hand he forces his hand down and screams "FIEGRA! " And the storm clouds above turn red and begin hailing fire.

Two can play this game...

*he closes his eyes as he takes an arcane pose, focusing his chi into the rounds in his guns.*

Dance!!

*Stylish shooter pose and he fires a pair of chi infused bullets that ignore armor*

The mage changes the field again, and it changes into a multicolored prismatic wall, which blocks all forms of attack possible.

*holsters his forty fives, rubbing his chin with one hand and tucking the other under his arm*

Hm....

*snaps his fingers and begins chanting mumbo-jumbo*

Mitth`raw`nuruodo quickly grabs Tasoth and activates his personal R/UR field, extending it to cover them both. As the fire hits the field, it is transformed into the energy used to maintain it. In essence, attacking the field helps it maintain its defense.

As the amount of fire raining down on them begins to increase, Mitth`raw`nuruodo brings his gridfire rifle to bear. He connects it to his R/UR field, and it begins to absorb the energy the R/UR field is getting from the rain of fire above him.

The rifle begins to glow and pulse with the energy running through it. He waits until it is almost too much, then depresses the trigger, releasing it all towards the mage.

(you guys need to make slower posts... lmao... I was replying to "Alyrium leaps back and...")

The field morphs into a sphere around the mage, and the gridfire washes over it harmlessly.

"Fool, I can control the very nature of boh Reality, and Unreality."

Alyrium begins unraveling the energy web of the gnomes defensive fields, the fields energy starts to plummet

((sorry, used to doing this kind of stuff in a chat. When you get outposted, you die a quick and lonely death)) *insert horde of black, winged zombies filling the skies*

Edit: *oh yeah, the zombies begin chucking small, black, steel javelins at devilish velocities*

Without the longer, drawn-out posts, these things become nothing but spam pretty quickly..... oh well.

Mitth`raw`nuruodo teleports himself and Tasoth up to his command ship, the Wongite II. Not even seconds after they are on board, the ship opens fire on the planet they were previously located on, destroying it and everything on it.

"Let's crash this party!"

By your command.

*The vast, spinning basestar in orbit around the battleground suddenly jolted as engines were thrown into a steep dive, something such a vessel was not designed to perform*

"I...meant...them...you...foooooooooooooooo-"

*The lower disc of the ship slammed into the surface, ripping a vast crater out of the peaceful landscape*

"Prepare -coughsputtercough- my personal fighter."

Bzzzzzzzzzzzzz yourzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz commandzzzzzzzzz

EDIT: *Fighter zips away from planet unharmed as it explodes around him*

Well golllllly! That was nifty. Do you think we can go kick some more ass? Please? Pretty Please? *hopping up and down like a caffeinated child*

In the rubble of the planet, Alyrium emergered, still wrapped in his prismatic sphere

"You will have to do better than that"

He snapped hs fingers, and Sol exploded, and collapsed into a black hole

"Be calm Tasoth."

The Wongite II winks out of existance around the battle moon (*cough* where we were fighting) before reappearing in the midst of the 7th Gnomish Space Fleet.

"You'll get your chance."

I can see where this is going already..... it's uber-wank tech versus uber-wank magic, and no one is gonna win. I respecfully bow out of this.

*goes into a creepy teenage-angst-creepy-undead brood and melts into a puddle of dead bio-mass. I will return after work!! Bwah HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!*

*Meanwhile aboard the Starship Titanic*

We have lost 16 base stars and engines are failing.

"Order all base stars to leave this system before they're sucked in. Warm up the engines, we're leav-"

*An unpowered base star, drained from the struggle against the dead sun, tumbles toward the Titanic. It impacts the long spine of the ship, below the cross of the "T"*

Engines offline. We've lost control and will pass the event horizon in...now

"Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii-"

*The Titanic appears to elongate as it passes into an undiscovered land...*

TGODs deserve death.

*kills everyone, no takebacks*

It's alive!!!!!!


IT'S ALIVEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Last week on TGOD...

*...into an undiscovered land...*

Spanky The Dolphin wrote:TGODs deserve death.

*kills everyone, no takebacks*

*...OF OPPOSITES!*

"Baw haw haw, I LIVE!"

*Kills everyone, no takebacks*

I win, baw haw haw!

That doesn't even make any sense...

Neither does Calvinball. That's why it's so cool! *Sends the IIP's 7th Shock Army to peck out Spanky's eyes*