(1 mole sample of every possible element, even those yet to produced under lab conditions, as well as all possible isotopes of those elements all & together) & Assault Rifle = Chemistry Final Exam I think this is the only one no one else claimed - you know what the chronology behind my decision is too pointlessly complex for me to go in to. The Pineapple Device vanishes, now claimed by me. The decibels for this should be infinity, so that's definitely gonna leave some bruises. >Pun "." "Don't let yourself get too tied up in the music!" Ba-dum Tsh plays out of all the headphones simultaneously. It's effectively impossible to untie this knot, and it is inconceivably heavy. The headphones wrap around him, tangling into the most ungodly knot the multiverse has ever known. Don't worry, I accounted for fast perception this time, accelerating the headphones to match his perception and making sure mine was constantly increasing beforehand as a precaution so that I could always be sure I was thinking faster. Whoops, looks like he hesitated to long trying to godmod(d?) his way to safety, the headphones got him. He could attack them, but I can just materialize more endlessly. Time travel will not work because if he goes back he will be unable to fight on the battlefield, and in the future the headphones will cover all of the universe. With so much power he's not exactly difficult to track, and even if I cannot track, I can just infinitely duplicate headphones until I catch him. If he teleports I can just teleport them with them. They are surrounding him so he cannot dodge. Eventually there are millions of flying headphones flying towards the godmodder. Then they each split, and keep splitting. split? It's like if a snake suddenly turned into two snakes right and front of you and then lunged. The headphones spontaneously duplicate in the air. It's an obvious trap, and even if the beat doesn't persuade him to try to catch the headphones, I take measures to ensure it hits him. They twist and undulate as they fly towards him. "If you want so bad to outdo me, just take the headphones." Even if he doesn't intrude, I take out the headphones and toss them over to the godmodder. The godmodder might try, but as soon as he starts to dance (after the second drop of course), the song stops. The entities have a wonderful dance party, but not a single one can rival my moves. Buuuuuu-BUUMMMM No less than 17 biomes are instantly eradicated, 27 kilometers of rock and magma are irreparably shattered, an approaching meteor is converted directly into plasma, and two parallel universes collapse along with all of their associated timelines by how incomparably sick that drop was. The front flip ends with both feet hitting the ground at the precise moment the bass does humpty dumpty and detonates itself all over the ground. Rather than reverse, my right leg keeps going up, and with a push, my left leg spins after it. It turns out that bass hasn't dropped for real yet, but I'm ready for it. It hangs for a second, before a heavy beat sends it down to the ground while my other leg goes up in the opposite direction. I put my hands up to the sky, then I kick my left leg up. Every entity is compelled to revel in how strong the beat leaking from my headphones is. It seems like that base drop was so sweet it just cracked the crust all the way down to the core. Buu uu uu uu uu ummmmm The field quakes around my feet as I land. Then I hop with my left foot, dropping down into a crouch in time with a bass drop only I can hear. My right foot taps, gradually increasing speed before pausing. Then all alchemy activity vanishes, not that there ever was any real elemental manipulation there, just pure reality bending. The headphones levitate into my ears, the plug invisible. Hidden in the folds of space-time my Spacey Pants fabric, my gloved (of mind) fingers begin to tap randomly to a indecipherable beat. My Literally a Magic Cape glows slightly as I rest my hands in my pockets. I slide Rock of Ages into my pocket while simultaneously removing a pair of headphones. Why didn't you just say so? This ought to be fun. >Protocol_Terminus/override/experiment_tangulation I'm sorry, what? You've given me some weird orders but come on. Might as well drop a charging post while I have the- dagnabbit.
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