OOC: Here's my SUPER FUN HAPPY GO ORGASMICALLY ENCLINED ENDING!!!

IC:

TB charged Jada and swung several times, passing him and turning around. A few moments later, several wounds opened up in Jada's chest. Then TB passed again, and Jada's back split open. TB knew that Jada was planning something, but attacked all the same. He knew his only hope was to take the Demon down before he could do whatever he planned to do. TB attacked several more times before Jada finally spoke.

"Interesting armour," he said to TB. "I suppose it may be stronger than me. And those blades are potentially quite dangerous. At this moment, you may have me out of my league..."

Then he started laughing. Not maniacally, though. Just... laughing. And he kept laughing, almost to the point of becoming ill. Those around him wondered if he was feeling alright... or if he had all his marbles. Suddenly, he stopped.

And then he wasn't there.

It took a few moments to realize he had shifted out again. Of course, TB automatically looked behind him and swiped his arm around. But Jada wasn't there either. A few minutes of paranoia ensued before TB decided there was no threat. Of course, the searing pain right after that decision proved him wrong.

Jada phased back in for just a moment, inside TB, whose body shattered. Then he phased back out, then back inside DB's shield. TB realized that he was dead shortly after his respawn in the bar (remember at the beginning of the game?).

"Unfortunately..." Jada snickered, "at THAT moment, you were not."

And thus Jada's new ultra-technique was born, called... the Virus.

Words rang through TB's head. ToastBurner, Jada said, I want to commend you on a job well done. This game was excellently played, you kept up with the other top players and you survived until the end. Thus, I decree that you will be made the first Honorary Calvinball Hall of Famer. May others play the game with the determination and skill that you have.

With the Calvinball safely within Newb's pocket dimension and Newb, DB and Jada safely within DB's shield, victory was assured. They decided to go back to Jada's pad to smoke a bong full of fruit loops and pretend there were monkeys with typewriters eating chocolate children in the laundry room.

I have no real ending for this, so I take a small bow. :eek:

THE COSMICALLY EROTIC END (hey, that's a good band name.)

In which something strange happens
 

OOC: Time to come up with my ending. You know, the Fierce Diety Mask has given me an idea for a mild change of focus. And you were kind of right Dragonsbane, Arhra was playing the puppet master with a bunch of data-constructs. The trick to getting him would have been imprisoning him in one.

Oni-Arhra (the oni prefix is very important) speaks as Dragonsbane begins his chance, "And so in the end, it all comes down to this. You realise a hint of what I have down and attempt to track me. You fail to consider the possibility that I am prepared for just such an eventuality. And boosted by the power of the Fierce Diety Mask, you stand little chance of resisting." Dragonsbane feels his spell ensnared, dragging his perception along with it. He attempts to abort the spell but something will not allow him to sever the flow of power. With a silent yell of rage, he feels his consciousness dragged down into a wooden horse, never to escape. Well, not for a few minutes at least.

As Dragonsbane's body slumps, Oni-Arhra watches the ongoing fight between Toastburner and Jada and decides not to interefere. This leaves one opponent, Newb. Oni-Arhra just flicks a blade-beam at him and while Newb dodges/is temporariliy paralysed by the crackling energy (delete whichever is inappropriate) he runs forwards and grabs the Calvinball. But instead of claiming it dissolves away into a rainbow of swirling colours and dissappears. Oni-Arhra laughs and disappears too. It's a bit uncertain about whether he claimed it or not but one thing is certain. The game is over. Everyone still engaged in battle look awkward and then they sidle away from each other, waiting for the next game.

The End

at this point, it looks like whichever mod ends this will say whether Jada or I win.


Please vote!

OOC: Ironically, I thought of it too...the Eidolon spell works well for that purpose, and I can spare the temporary drain needed to make a duplicate.

IC: And you didn't realize that I might do just the same. As the Eidolon slumps, the tiny piece of Dragonsbane's soul leaves the wooden horse and returns to his body, the corporeal form swirling away in a cloud of ashes, just as Arhra's own soul mis transferred to the wooden horse. Uncaring as to whether or not Arhra manages to escape, Dragonsbane leaves with Jada and the others, sending TB a mental congratulation on becoming a Hall of Famer, complete with a big statue of TB in his power armor in the Calvinball Hall of Fame

I'll vote Jada...just because it gets me into the Hall of Fame.

<_< What?

I vote Jada, because Arhra's was ridiculous. Magical shields don't just vanish, and you godmode to levels that even I get sickened by.

Besides, TB deserves that award, he's involved in every game and has to endure our constant ego trips. Side note, TB, I found out the name of the spell I keep using to reflect missiles...it's Peripety, or an enhanced version of it, from the Epic Level Handbook.

By the way...an Oni is a demon or a spirit, not a god. Being an Oni-[name] wouldn't make a Calvinballer significantly stronger.

[edit] Hey, are the rest of us in the Calvinball Hall of Fame too? I really think that scene where I dropped a Meteor on myself just as I got swarmed under by Smilies in that one game would make a good tapestry or painting.

Hmmm...a tapestry, huh? What would mine be?

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Sorry, all I can think of is me getting blown up. I have yet to do something typestry worthy.

OOC: I hereby declare, as creator of the Calvinball HALL OF FAME, that Dragonsbane, Newb and myself will be marked down as longest possessors of the ball ever using fair play. Surprisingly enough, we kept the ball the whole game and we weren't Godmoding. Eheh.

Anyway, now that Toastburner, Dragonsbane, Newb and Jadarendir have been inducted in the Calvinball Hall of Fame, I think we're done here.






Go away!

OOC: Its for ease of reference, When Link is wearing the Fierce Diety Mask, he's refered to as Oni-Link. That mask is crazily powerful as anyone who's played MAjora's Mask can agree to. Secondly, shields don't exactly protect you on a mental level and I more did it for the sake of being ridiculous. The ridiculousness is quite intentional. You can't exactly give time for a reply in an ending. I'm not quite sure if you got the joke behind it being a wooden horse. It was a trojan horse. Finally the ball wasn't claimed, it was banished. I just liked the idea of everyone in pitched battle and then suddenly realise that there was no reason to be fighting and sidling off.

OOC: Either way, it just so happens Arhra has one vote in his favour. I have 2, Newb has 2, and whatever mod closes the thread has four. Suck-ups.

This thread should end. Now.