NO BOSS SECTION THIS TURN. TO INCITE CHAOS.JOIN GAME OF CASSANDRA TENNIS WITH DRONE, VERSUS MISKO AND MR. HOGAN
OFFICIALLY JOIN WRASSLE SO I CAN AID TIM WITH SATURATION BOMBING
AID TIM WITH SATURATION BOMBING
(2+2) YOU PLAY LIKE A PARAPALEGIC ASIAN. OTHERWISE KNOWN AS AVERAGE.
GODDAMMIT GWG YOUR BOMBING CANNOT GET THROUGH THE WRASSLING HONOR
RIDE THE SHORYUKEN UP INTO THE STRATOSPHERE, THEN USE EPIC BUDDHIST PALM TECHNIQUE ON TIM(starts at about 7 minutes in)
(6vs2) YOU BREAK OFF HIS ASSAULT MID-AIR, AND YOU SEPERATE FROM HIM MIDAIR. YOU BOTH SPIRAL DOWNWARDS BACK TOWARDS THE ARENA.
"Well, it was a good plan. Back to ascending to a different sphere."
Vanish, and ascend to Goddess of Love. Death is boring.
(3)YOU ARE THE GODDESS OF MILD AFFECTION.
"No YOU shut up."
> Am now simultaneuosly the evilest and goodest person here.
> Use conflicting alignment powers to dissipate the field of wrassliing honor.
> Petition Tim to Fucking leave already since I saved all of the universe. If not, ask what are the criterion for his leaving.
> Meditate over conflicting alignment.
> Wonder where the other Final Boss is.
(5vs6) YOU TRY TO STOP THE WRASSLIN' HONOR, BUT HOGAN THROWS YOU INTO A WALL.
"No. There's still great chaos in this land. Just last turn, someone tried to form yet another faction."
REFILL SELF. GIVE YOINK A BONUS WHEN HE'S DRUNK.
(5, 2) YOU REFILL YOURSELF WITH DIVINE POWER AND THE FINEST LAGER. SILLY, YOINK ALREADY HAS A BONUS. HE'S DRUNK! THAT'S A BONUS OF ITS OWN.
SEND A HORDE OF KARATE SCOUTS TO SMACK LORDSLOWPOKE. A LOT. THEN, SEND THEM TO SMACK YOINK, FOR THE HECK OF IT.
(3+1V4)YOUR KARATE SCOUTS ARE AN EVEN MATCH FOR SLOWPOKES DRAGON STYLE, (3+1vs2+3) BUT NO MATCH FOR YOINKS DRUNKEN FIST!
Send an amazon catperson berserker strike team after Xantalos.
(3+2-3vs6+1)
YOUR STRIKE TEAM WAS BURNED TO CINDERS BY THE HONOR FIELD.
>UNBURY SELF AND UNFLOOD THE BASE
>TOSS THE FLOODING WATER INTO THE VOID VORTEX OUT OF SPITE
(4,6) YOU UNBURY YOURSELF AND UNFLOOD THE BASE, BUT IT DOES TAKE A WHILE. THEN, YOU TOSS THE WATER INTO THE VOID VORTEX OUT OF SPITE. OUT OF MEGA SPITE, IT RETURNS AND REFLOODS YOUR BASE.
Become gigantic, nearly indestructible supermech, with a bagelshooter and a gatling gun.
(4) YOU'RE A SOMEWHAT LARGE, PRETTY TOUGH, OKAY MECH, WITH A MUFFIN GUN AND AN ASSAULT RIFLE.
GO CHECK ON FURBIES AND ORPHANS TO MAKE SURE THEY'RE ALIVE AGIAN. PURCHASE SNACKS AND BEVERAGES FOR ALL ORPHANS AND FURBIE FOOD FOR FURBIES. THEN GO CHECK ON LICHETTE AND WRESTLING MATCH. "What's going on? Misko...saved people?"
(1+2, 2+2) THEY'RE MOSTLY DEAD, WITH A FEW SURVIVORS, WHICH YOU TREAT TO DINNER.
"HUH. EVERYONE DIED, THEN CAME BACK? WEIRD STUFF GOING ON OUT THERE."
>DRINK.
>GO BACK TO TARGET PRACTICE WHILST DRINKING AND LISTENING TO RADIO.
"WE SHOULD PROBABLY DO SOMETHING MORE EXCITING, SOON. NOT SURE WHAT."
(6+3, 3+3) YOU GUZZLE GALLONS OF BOOZE, THEN CASUALLY SHOOT BULLSEYES OUT THE WINDOW.
Lichette just watches the match, slowly becoming less interested.
Tim and Xantalos both smash into the ground, broken boned and broken hearted.
SWAGGOTS:
Learn to swag and then be the boss Of swag. (co-alligned with the romantics)
Romantics:
Leader: Lichette +3
Lieutenant: Dirg +2,
Legions:
Cross the male lich with Taveros (I want his horns too) and you have me. The lich's subconscious (unofficially).
Also I will Liberaly kick you ass.
Question, can I have my sword? The one I crafted, and the golem took?
And I'm Liberal.
I THINK SPINAL_TAPER IS GONNA TAKE A FEW WEEKS TO ROLL ALL THE ACTIONS.
Keep talking Miskos, for it shall make it all the easier to reach down your throat and yank out the sad remains of your heart.
SHE SLITHERS INTO PLACE, AND JOINS THE ROMANTICS, SALUTING LICHETTE WITH HER TITANIUM SCYTHE!
Paladins:
Leader: Misko +2
Lieutenant: Greenstar +1
Legions:
So, we all agree that both slashfic and misko need to die?
Agreed. The collective rescinds it previous alliance with the Doctor due to his descent into madness. We also propose the formation of a temporary alliance to combat this menace.
We shall call it Those Who Oppose Crazy Shit, or TWOCS for short.
This one shall join this alliance if only to speed up annihilation. Slashfics are the spawn of creation and they inspire more creation. They must be annihilated.
Lichette means to create an everlasting world of beauty and creation. Join us. (Conservative/Eldritch) We oppose lichette and therefore the very act of creation itself. With you at our side, none can stand against us!
Eldritch creature makes good point. Rescinding TWOCS alliance, this one joins Conservative. On the condition that the democrats are handed over to this one.
Oh fine....
MY FINAL FORM SHALL BE.....DWARF FORTRESS 1.0 (!!!!!!)
Oh and on the Conservative side, because its the dickish thing to do at this point.
STOP SUPPORTING THE LICHETTE, SHE IS EVIL.
Final Form: Demonic Werewolf.
There is no good. There is no evil, there is only the strong, and the weak. There is only power, and those too weak to sieze it. There is no love, there is only anger. There is no joy, there is only sorrow. There is no hope, there is only hate. All the talk of order, peace, and beauty is merely madmen scrabbling desprately to avoid the truth: That we are the cruel ones, the destroyers of life. We meddle in things we don't understand, for the sake of those not yet born, and for what? Nothing but petty squabbles over dogma. The Madness must end!
His endless chatter grates upon my nerves. I have grown tired of this game.
Annihilate Misko. If successful, join Xantalos. If fails, stay on the Liberal team.
Form: I am all. I am that which lies beyond the horizon; that which collapses the ground underneath you, the ones who wait beyond the veil. I lie in the recesses of sentience's souls; I am the voice in the back of your mind urging you to steal, to hurt, to kill. I rot trees and crumble mountains. I consume stars with my passing; I warp existence by existing. I am the threads that bind your shells together, the one that watches and waits for the time of destruction to arrive. And now it has. I sally forth, and my very presence is anathema to your being. I have seen universes come and go, and this one will not last. Whatever you do, whoever you pray to, if I am not them, they will submit or cease to exist. I am your doom. I am all. I. Am. Xantalos.
Faction: I serve none; I come to destroy the love inherent in the corpse-bitch, and then her - no more. Ally with me as you see fit - it will not change the result.
THE DRUNKEN FOOLS
YOINK, THE DESTINED/DRUNKEN ONE +2
I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IS GOING ON
BUT I AM NOT IN ANY OF THE 100+ LISTS OF PLAYERS/FACTIONS 
CO-PILOT SIDECAR.
BY DOING SO, JOIN DRUNKEN FOOLS TEAM.
CO-CO-PILOT SIDECAR. ALSO JOIN DRUNKEN FOOLS I GUESS.
(i still have no idea whats going on, i cant be arsed to read 3 pages filled with ranting.)
Leader: GreatWyrm +2
I am: A giant dragon-robot with lots of neat weapons and powerful magic. Also the pope of the reformed Miskopalian church.
I am a Moderate.
I will convince the lichette and Dirg to get married in the Miskopalian church I set up at Aperture Science.
Corai:
Join moderates.
"The sheer amount of insanity is insane."
Begin research on dark tombs that teach one how to forcefully change another person's form into a lich.
MANLY MEN:
XANTALOS: LEADER: +1
Lord Slowpoke
ISOLATIONISTS:
WESTSEEIIDE!!:
SERVANTS OF THE DEATH GODDESS:
CASSANDRA: 0 (Rolled a 1 for bonuses. Sorry. I could just eliminate the group, if you would like to try again, tell me.)
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