HAHA you all think you have the calvinball but now i ahve it you come near me and i swear ill kill myself and blow you all to a new dimension

As Arhra reached out to touch him, Newb spat a stream of acid at him, and pulled away while Jada was dealing with him. "I sense, a newcomer. How many of us can you deal with at once Arhra? By my count you will be fighting five of us soon, and you have, not only the most corrosive acid, but also the most toxic poison sitting on your flesh right now. Ten seconds to burn in, another thirty to kill you. And yes, I am factoring in your various methods of protection. Were I you, I would leave now, and go to a hospital, and use some detox immediately. Run."

OOC: um, godmodding is not appreciated, please read the other posts and see what is and isn't allowed.

OOC: I've been saying that for years...if they don't listen, which is likely, smack them repeatedly with something spiky.

Also, I can back up Jada's statement about Hell being a place of order, if necessary.

On a side note, since you asked about my true-seeing ability. Any wizard of sufficient level can use Permanency+True Seeing to give themselves that ability, and many powerful races such as dragons, greater demons, LeShay, etc. have the ability naturally. It's not so unexpected that I have it.

IC: Dragonsbane's robe and cloak shimmered, a suddenly metallic sheen coating them as several of his protections came into effect.

"He's already gone in over his head. His next move will either be an attempt to eliminate one of us from the fight, or to steal the Calvinball." he pulled his staff from its extradimensional pocket, twirling it expertly as he prepared for combat.

"Unfortunately for him, I have taken precautions to ensure that neither will be successfully accomplished."

"he has already lost some of his precious seconds, he must do something soon"

((OOC: For the new guys, please read the first post on the Calvinball Discussion thread. I bumped it up for ya.

BTW, Newb, what are you? I never really thought about it. Are you a dragon or something?))

OOC: We all learned to limit ourselves somewhat while playing Calvinball. In my first few games, I made a complete ass of myself godmoding. Of course, this was back when it was less recognized as being wrong.

OOC: Anyways...back to the game.

The world was a blur as Toastburner approached.

Might as well make use of these new missiles. Toastburner thought to himself.

It was the missiles he had used before against Dragonsbane, based on proximity to the target as compared to actual impact.

Probably won't work, but might distract them for a while..

Missile racks came up to his shoulders. Two missiles fired, flying towards the others. Toastburner pulled up and began to climb. He waited to see the result of his attack before committing to more action.

Dragonsbane grinned, "What do you know of the Prismatic Sphere spell?" the missles struck the shield, burning, sparking, corroding, and finally vanishing as they disappeared in a burst of violent light.

His concentration unbothered by the display, he remained focused on Arha.

OOC: The reason I can see you more than normal people is because I'm using a certain Vision technique from Aetolia the text-based MUD. I'm using my ability to find secrets, and since you seemed to intend to keep your location secret, it wasn't hard for me to find you.

IC:

"Well played, DB. Well played."

Jada was pleased with the effects of his Hellish touch. He took full advantage of it, ducking behind Arhra and grabbing him by the face and rabbit punching him (punch in the back), pulling his head back and bending his spine. Then he took all of the power in his fingers and transferred it into a bodysuit around Arhra, searing his flesh. Jada quickly took the power back and created another Hellshield around himself and Newb.

"Now you should go to a hospital to treat the acid," he laughed, "AND those fourth degree burns."

Yes, that's right. Fourth degree.

Dragonsbane watched with amusement, not finding it necessary to add anything to the attacks of his comrades. There would be plenty of time to torture Arha later.

Toastburner hovered high above, watching the battle.

Right...do I charge all heroic like and die a horrible death, or do I wait here and wait for the right moment.

...

Right, I'll wait a little while longer. Maybe Arhra will start to fight back.

So, Toastburner waited.

But, it never hurt to be prepared, so Toastburner began to set-up his plan.

Hopefully, something does happen so I'm not just wasting my time up here..

With that, Toastburner began to run the calculations through his computer, and began to set up his next attack.

OOC: sorry 4 lack of invlovement, but internet has ben down, and i have been studying 4 exams, and had a term paper to write!

Rand makes a chair out of digital air, and sits above the battle, camly surveying the scene. he feels that this game has progressed too far without him, and settles on merley disrupting whomever he could, he saw DB, but ignored him, due to the knowlege that if they fought each otuer, they would at most just annoy eachother and get nowhere. he decided he didn't like the look if this land, so he shot red fiders of the power out and carved a tv out of the side of a large structure, then proceeded to turn on Comedy Central to watch Drawn Together.

OOC: i am not boasting with the DB thing, we have dueled, and it went on like forever. the result was a tie.

"The time is up, you are dead. Be glad that we are in a computer where instead of death, there is deletion, and it is possible to rise from the recycle bin." Newb watched as Arhra turned into a stream of data and flowed into the recycle bin in the distance. "Now what?"

OOC: sorry arhra, gave you a chance for a day, and i only sent you to elsewhere. I'm not gonna stop playing just because you don't post, but I'm not gonna do something retarded and godmoddy either. this removes you from immediate concern because having someone suddenly be next to you after failing to post for a while is annoying. going to the recycle bin removed the acid too. if anyone besides arhra feels that this is godmoddy, i'll change it, but if its just arhra complaining, i will only take it as bad sportsmanship.

OOC: Yeah, but that was when I only used Spellfire, and held back on the godmoding...mostly because Wheel of Time kicks ass. Eventually, we just congratulated each other on our mad skillz and went back to chatting. :p

Besides, I never have to use my full power, at least not yet...*ominous sound effects*

IC: Dragonsbane projected an illusionary image of himself in the air before Toastburner, though he didn't bother to hide the fact that it was an illusion.

"Why have you allied with Arha? Do you really think he'll let you keep the Calvinball?" Dragonsbane asked through the image.

Toastburner laughed, and continued about his business. "Is there a crack in your omniscience after all, Dragonsbane? At what point did I ally with Arhra? If you read post #80 on page 8, I for all intents and purposes tell Arhra to get lost."
Kudos to whoever can tell me where the quote is from.
Toastburner shook his head and snorted. He pulled a small object from an open compartment on his left arm, and stuck it onto the ceiling, where he had been placing other such objects as part of his next.

"Sorry. But I figured it was time I try a solo game for once." Toastburner told the Dragonsbane-image.

"You can't win, you realize." The image stated simply.

"Oh, I never had any illiusions of victory. I want to go solo for a change. I don't expect to win for a single moment. All I'm going for is to annoy you guys for as long as possible before you atomize me." Toastburner stated truthfully.

"Do you so enjoy death?" Dragonsbane asked.
Another quote from the same game. Anyone know it?
"It's a nice break between games." Toastburner answered. "Now, will you excuse me?"

With that, Toastburner jetted off. Seconds later, the objects that Toastburner placed so carefully exploded. Huge chunks of the ceiling came raining down.

Had to use a lot of my mini-missile for that. Toastburner thought to himself. Hopefully, I'll have enough firepower left to make a good accounting of myself.

Toastburner turned as he neared the ground. He pointed his right arm at Jada, Dragonsbane, and Newb. The arm opened into a compartment like the one on the right hand. A storm of small missiles, each no bigger than a figure, launched, and head straight towards the other calvinaballers.

I'm going to lose, Toastburner thought to himself, But I at least have to find out if I can hold my own against the others.

Searing pain rushed through TB's body as his brachio plexus nerve bundle (the nerves in the neck) were hit hard by Jada's hand. Jada had moved so fast it looked like he hadn't moved at all, and chopped the back of TB's neck. For a brief moment, he lost his consciousness, and being only a few inches above the ground, landed hard.

Jada also landed, twenty feet further on. He brushed his hair away from his face and prepared for TB's next action, wondering if he had survived the fall. Any normal person would have severed his spine and died on impact. But, of course, TB was no normal person...

Newb looked up, turned a key in the air, and created a tunnel through which the debris fell. Once all the debris had passed, he closed the tunnel. The glow and whine of trapped matter started to pulse, and Newb flew away from where he had been, avoiding the resultant explosion. "huh, I'll have to use that on someone at some point"

The jolt of the landing woke Toastburner up.

Crap! How'd that get through my armor?! Toastburner thought to himself. Then he sighed. Relax, the computer is recording everything. You'll be able to examine the data later and come up with a counter. Until then, just be on guard..

Toastburner stood, with Jada in front of him, a good distance away.

Hmmm...since Jada moved, I wonder if his Hell Shield is still protecting DB and Newb, or if it is on him. Toastburner thought to himself.

Toastburner didn't like his situation at all. In front of him was Jada. Behind him was Dragonsbane and Newb.

"Well," Toastburner thought to himself, "if I'm in a computer, might as well use some games as inspiration."

Toastburner drew his cable-and-blade. Jada braced for an attack, but not came. Instead, Toastburner threw it into the ground, and type furiously on his command-pad.

BuildingBoss_DMC2.exe -> Run

From the floor appeared a massive head, followed by hands. The creature pulled itself from the ground from which it was made.

It looks impressive, but isn't very strong. Toastburner thought to himself. Jada will rip through it in short order. So I have to add something to it..

Toastburner withdrew the blade from the ground, and threw it into the golem.

DeadmanSwitch_explosion.exe.

There. Now, as soon as Jada destroys it, it will kamakaize him by exploding. It will by me some time, at least.

The huge creature roared, a sound like stones grating together, and charged Jada. Toastburner took back to the air, firing his last swarm of mini-missiles at DB and Newb, and firing his lasers at Jada.

Seeing the creature come out of the ground: So, he is summoning, eh? well two can play at that game.

Newb stuck one of his keys into the air and opened his pocket dimension. Once there, he grabbed his laptop, and summoned megaman.EXE, kirby, link, and taloon

He then returned to the battle just in time to see some missles flying past.

"alright troops, go get TB"

((OOC: What the freak is a Taloon?))
((OOC2: Sorry if boarders on god-moddery...but it seemed like a good idea at the time))

"Alright troops, go get TB."

Toastburner heard this, and turned to see an array of video game characters come after him. Suddenly he had an idea of how to turn this to his advantage. He punched up the following code into his command-pad.

<script language="JavaScript" type="text/javascript">
var T;
T = D;
</script>

It was a simple change, but hopefully one which would give Toastburner more time to think.

With that, he flung his blade into who he thought was the greatest threat. Kirby.

As he hoped, Kirby swallowed the blade, and thereby, touched.

Subtly, the code went into effect, and changed Newb's command.

"alright troops, go get DB"

Kirby turned and started marching towards Dragonsbane, after spitting the blade out. Toastburner then hit each of the other characters in turn, and soon, all where heading towards Dragonsbane.

Right, one more Toastburner thought. He threw the blade-and-cable at Link...who blocked it.

Link charged Toastburner. Yet, despite his skill, he had never faced an foe in power armor. Toastburner, could could punch hard enough to dent a tank in his armor, easily battered down the shield of Link.

Link wasn't out of tricks, however, he shoved a bomb into Toastburner's empty missile compartment on his left arm.

BAM!

Toastburner lost power to the remaining weapons systems on his left arm. Muttering, he stabbed Link with the blade, thus downloading the code into him. Link stopped attack TB and joined the others in their march towards DB.

Lost left palm-laser cannon. Left mini-missile launcher. Left-arm blade. Sluggish movement, too. Not good. Not good at all..

OOC: taloon is the merchant dude in dragon warrior iv who does a variety of attacks that shouldn't work, but do, such as tripping and dealing massive damage, or telling a joke to confuse the enemy, or summoning an army of merchants to deal damage and leave.

OCC: It's fortunate that due to the method of attack I've chosen, Arhra's virtually impossible to keep down. Or rather, you didn't take Arhra down at all. I'm far too fond of confusing stuff. It may seem a little god-moddy, but I haven't really been left with any other choices. It's interesting how Arhra's flitting ghostlike in between the things he terms shells. Quite the puppet master really.

Another Arhra fades into existence, smugness evident on his face "You just don't get it, do you? They are nothing but shells believing that they are the true Arhra. I placed that one myself to making it seem more real than the others. For now I have a different matter to deal with however." With that Arhra leaps to attack Link, a warrior who it has been theorised could defeat God (and his son, Superman) in battle.

Ignoring the annoying fairy, Arhra grabs on Link's back Redead style (and the first person to make a suss joke about that will be executed, don't say I didn't warn you). But rather than try and crush the life out of him like the mindless Redead, he reaches down into the bag of holding that Link keeps all his various items in and draws forth the Fierce Deity Mask. After being thrown off by Link and narrowly avoiding the edge of the Master Sword, Arhra backs away still holding the Fierce Deity Mask and then puts it on. The mask is said to imbue the person who wears with the power of a deity. A corona of blue light surrounds him and there Oni-Arhra stands, towering, clad in silvery armour much more like his typical form and holding a mystical greatsword. On the plus side however, he's fully visible.

Jada saw the giant creature running at him, and out of the corner of his eye he saw the missiles and lasers. He grinned for a second, but didn't move.

When everything hit, it hit all at once. The lasers hit Jada dead in the chest, whereas only one missile hit Jada, the rest hit the beast, which created an explosion so huge that everyone else was effected as well. Everything was filled with smoke and fire; when the smoke cleared TB was stunned.

Jada still stood, though not quite as he had before. He had three holes in his torso, a chunk out of his right leg and his face was missing. Despite these injuries, he walked toward TB, who watched in disgusted amazement as the wounds slowly healed. When Jada reached him, he was fully healed.

"That's not very nice," Jada said.

"How did you heal like that?" TB asked.

"Ate an egg salad sandwich at a truck stop," he replied. "It's been doin' that ever since."

OOC: Arhra is a cyborg? He's a brain canister in another body? He lusts for the flesh of hot, cyborg chicks? :p

Or, he's controlling a bunch of robot Arhra-clones, in which case I can see the proper method of defeat.

Jada, that egg salad sandwich thing was genius. :D

IC: Dragonsbane smirked, letting the other creatures walk into the shield...getting vaporized the same way as TB's earlier missiles had, "Ahhh...persistence. Such a wonderful trait, but useless when one merely tries the same ineffective tactics over and over again."

"Arhra...I see now how you did this, and you have made one mistake. Normally, such a connection as you have forged would be electrical in nature, but you did not build these 'shards' by hand. The bond between them and you is magical, and I can trace that." he raised his staff, and began to chant.

OOC: I cannot tell a lie, it was from Futurama.

IC: "Excellent, DB!" Jada said. He then turned to TB. "Now then, what to do with you... oh, I think I know!"

Jada shifted out of existence for a brief moment, and shifted back in behind TB. TB, startled by the sudden disappearance, did a double take before he saw Jada. Of course, it was too late for that.

Jada placed his fingers on the pressure point below the adam's apple and pressed down hard. TB hit the floor quickly, putting him in position for a wristlock. Jada took TB's hand and bent it forward, causing unimaginable torment. Of course, Jada was only fooling around, but TB couldn't move.

Hmm...so this is unimaginable pain. I have to admit...it does suck.

Toastburner was stuck. Jada was much strong than Toastburner gave him credit for before. Now, it seemed he was destinied to lose horribly.

Toastburner, you idiot. This is the one you can actually take.

Oh, great. I'm so close to dead I'm having inner dialogue.

Stop whining and listen, turkey. This is probably the one game you have a real chance of taking.

Ow. How so?

You are in your element.

Huh?! OUCH! Frag, I'd wish he'd stop that....

Technology. You chose technology over magic. For once, you aren't in some realm were magic is all. You are here in the middle of technology. It's time for you to use it.

How?

Update your armor. The information is there, waiting for you. The computer will know what to do when it gets it.

Whatever...have nothing better to do than wallow here in unimageable agony.

Toastburner whispered into his helmet. "Computer. Activate command pad, voice activation.

Command pad, online.

"Download updates: Leafblower Power Armor: Computer Combat Variant."

Command Accepted. Please make connection to the network..

Toastburner cursed as a fresh wave of agony ripped through him. He couldn't reach the blade-and-cable. Without another choice. Toastburner rammed his free arm into the ground.

Connection made. Downloading....

Light swarmed up the arm of the LPA, and covered the whole machine. When it reached the arm that Jadarendir was holding, it burned his hand. More in surprise than in pain, Jada let go. The light became brighter as it armor became covered in it. The armor began to chance. It repaired itself. It refined itself. It shed what it didn't need, and improved what it did.

Installion complete.

The light faded. The once clunky LPA was now smooth and refined. Glowing lines traced it's body, like that of an Orbital Frame from Zone of the Enders. Even the controls had improved, Toastburner noticed. Once, only a handful of systems had been controlled mentally. Now, the armor seemed nothing more but an extension of Toastburner's body.

"A little god-moddy, don't ya think?" Jada asked.

Toastburner shrugged. "It was getting close to the end. Had to give myself a chance to win, right?"

Jada shifted from reality, and appeared were Toastburner was, striking.

However, Toastburner wasn't there. Jada turned just in time to block a punch from Toastburner. Grabbing the arm he blocked, Jada tried to preform his Hell Touch. The armor smoked, and there was pain, but not the horrible pain it usually caused.

"Sorry, Jada. It's going to take more than a touch this time."

Toastburner grabbed Jada's arm in return and flung him. Jada landed perfectly, and turned, smiling.

Toastburner braced himself. On a mental command, blades unfolded into place on the outside of his forearms.

"Well then, let's do this."

OOC: well, it seems to be ending time around now, so I'm gonna make a poll and let everyone vote on endings. If the winner does not make an ending before the thread closes then the winner chooses from the endings which were made

IC: "So, you are going to live in the code? The code is just that you know, a code, you must obey it, even as it obeys you. I am a hacker, I command the code, and it commands me. You must obey the code if you wish to win, and I have had more experience within the code. You know it better than I from the outside, but all my life I have lived it from the inside. I am no ordinary hacker, I hack the very probability matrix itself, and now, we are going to travel to another node of probability. It is a node which has a certain affinity to the calvinball, and it is the best suited for the purposes of such a game. The world is nothing but a series of shifting rules, and those who both obey and command the code thrive there. We will see which of all calvinballers are the greatest, all calvinball games, past, present, and future, have some impact upon that world, for that is the world in which calvinball began. As far as preparation goes, you have all the time you want, but not all the time you need. An entire segment of the world will be the subject of your whims, the laws of that segment suited to your own needs, but should you bend the law too far, it will break, and you will be the one it breaks. Living completely in the code, you rarely get what you want, but you often get what you need, now the necessary parts have come together, and the greatest of all calvinball games will begin. There is a catch that you should be aware of, however, you only get a small area of your own, the rest of the world is controlled by the fevered dreams of a small child, and he has lived in that world for years. In addition to playing each other, we will also be playing calvin."

OOC: Jada, Futurama is genius!

IC: Dragonsbane sighed, "Much as I like the new armor, TB, you seem to be having difficulty with one small fact. Magic, artifice, the two are opposite sides of the same coin. They just follow different laws. Magic can be conjured on a whim, but technology takes work. Both can be permanent, but technology cannot be dispelled. A powerful force of darkness from another plane, the entity known as Yawgmoth, found out how to bind both sides together and make a stronger whole. Unfortunately for him, he was a crazy bastard and got himself blown to pieces...not that it killed him..." Dragonsbane smiled self-deprecatingly as he realized that he was rambling.

"My point is, magic can warp reality just as well as technology can, and in this realm they are one and the same. You could have tried hacking to get through this shield, and it might have worked in this realm, but you instead were occupied with Jadarendir. Once more, the team with the most allies is victorious, simply because you couldn't afford to strike at my defenses with my ally near enough to attack." Dragonsbane picked up the Calvinball holding it over his head.

"With the power of this orb, the Calvinball, I declare Arhra and TB deleted, banished to the Recycling Bin until the start of the next game, at which point their files will be restored."

So it was said, and so it was done. Both the entity of chaos and the powerarmor-clad artificer vanished, their bodies turning into masses of code that abruptly blipped out of existence, both reforming in the depths of the inescapable (from the inside) extradimensional prison, awaiting restoration by the program Dragonsbane and the Calvinball had set up.

As for the victors, they were the members of the group who possessed the Calvinball at the end: Newb, Jadarendir, and Dragonsbane. The matrix begins to dissolve in a swirl of light as this game ends...right about now.

The End.

((OOC: You know me. I have to make my endings horribly long and use lots of words and stuff like that.))

Toastburner and Jada charged each other, both moving at speeds that no human could see unaided. But, Jada not being human, and Toastburner in his enhanced armor, could both see each other perfectly. They hit each other with concussive force. Both players unleashed a flurry of punches, counter-punches, blocks, kicks, everything they had at each other.

They broke off from each other, both breathing heavy from the exchange.

"Nice, TB. I must admit, I underestimated you. Still, time to end this." Jada said. From seemingly out of nowhere, he drew his sword and summoned his staff. Toastburner nodded, and retracted his arm-blades. From a slot in his arm, a cylinder appeared. Toastburner grabbed it, and it extended to she size of a staff. An enegry blade appeared, givening Toastburner his techo-reaper.

Toastburner spared a look over his solider. Newb and Dragonsbane were locked in battle against Arhra. Though the very embodyment of chaos, Arhra could not last long against the combined strenght of two calvinballers.

Toastburner's sensors came to life. Jada had shifted. Toastburner rolled out of the way, and Jada's sword cut through the air of where Toastburner just was. Toastburner then parried the staff with the reaper, and then swung it. Jada blocked with the staff, then swung again with the sword.

Despite the update's power, the armor was not invinible. The sword cut into the armor. Toastburner grunted as the damage was sent to him in a pain-like sensation. The trade off, I guess. By having the armor being fully-linked to my mind, feel the hits..

Toastburner pulled away, swing the reaper to keep Jada at a distance. Jada shifted again, and Toastburner rolled. However, Jada predicted the move this time, and the hit landed. Toastburner flew back, battled by the staff. Damage messages registered in Toastburner's brain.

Again, Jada shifted, appearently content that his strategy was working. Toastburner didn't move. Jada appeared to his left, predicting that would be Toastburner would roll, and swung the sword down. He was surprised to see the reaper swing in, and barely raised the staff in time to block it. Toastburner let got with one hand and hit Jada with a punch with all the energy he could muster.

It turned out to be quite a good hit. Jada took the hit full on. Jada left the ground, but managed to land on his feet. His lip was split.

A blast tore into Toastburner's back. Newb and Dragonsbane had managed to defeat Arhra, sending him back to where he went before he respwaned. Dragonsbane stood, the smoke from the fireball still raising from his hand. Newb had appearently taken the worst of the fight, for he was still on his hands and knees, breathing heavily, but still alive.

The odds suddenly were very much against Toastburner.

Well, just one thing left to do..

Toastburner retracted the techno-reaper, and put it back into its compartment. He pulled the blade and cable from the ground, and began to type into his command pad.

"You won't win, TB. You're about even with Jada now, but you can't take all three of us." Newb said.

"I know. There is just one more thing I have to do before you guys frag me." Toastburner said calmly.

"What's that?" Dragonsbane asked.

"Hit you, DB. In al the games, I haven't even so much as touched you. I figure this is a good time to end that streak."

Toastburner hit enter, and flung the blade-and-cable at Dragonsbane. He laughed as the blade was burnt, then harmlessly bounced off the shield.

Toastburner jetted forward, past Jada. DB unleashed a barrage of spells. Toastburner didn't even try to dodge. His shield absorbed the first few, but failed quickly. Fire melted armor, lightning blasted off. Other spells told. The armor was coming apart around Toastburner. Yet for all, he kept charging. Finally, the armor failed, and the jets died. As before, Toastburner skipped along the ground. When Toastburner finally stopped, he knew he was done for. He could barely move, and his entire body ached.

DB stepped forward, turning off the damaging effect of his shield to stand next to Toastburner. He leaned over Toastburner, a smirk on his face.

"Told you." He said simply.

"Me, too. I wasn't going to the win, just to scratch you. And now, I think I can." Toastburner pointed to the place on the shield where the blade had struck.

DB looked, then did a double take. A small object, no larger than a pixel, lay on the shield.

"We are inside a computer." Toastburner said. "As such, we are all information at this point. And because of that, anything can be corrupted and destroyed. And, since I just unleashed this one...it's not protected against by the anti-virus protection."

The shield shattered. With suddenly speed, Toastburner brought his arm up, the arm blade swinging into place. Dragonsbane flung himself back.

The swing came to the end of it's arc. DB's anti-virus spells adapted to the simple virus, and the shield reformed. All this had happened in mere seconds.

Toastburner smiled underneath his ruined helmet. "I'm happy now. You can blast me."

Dragonsbane, a new, thin bloody line his cheek, was all too happy to comply.



Fin.

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.

A huge statue of you in power armor.

OOC: If you're gonna invade my mind, you're going to come out insane or worse. They'll have to put you in a straitjacket, and your tortured screams will haunt the mental ward for all eternity.

It would have been funnier if you weren't godmoding.




Jada is right. This. Ends. NOW! *eyes glow red*

Hmmm...tempting...but which power armor?

Wait...we could have an entire wing devoted to me...a statue for each of my power armors!

<_<;;

Then again...perhaps that's going a little overboard.

So...::cough::...when this is closed, who is starting the next one?

Whoever posts first, I guess. Does this mean I win? Does this mean my ending is the coolest? Ooo! I want it to end with everyone at a tea party. I'm serving a biscotti to everyone, which is ridiculous, while riding a unicycle, which is also ridiculous. You're all wearing Victorian clothing, and saying "Bully!" a lot. I have a powerful sword, which is useless because there are no threats to be found for a million miles, and I have a helmet with horns that shoot off like rockets whenever I get angry. I can also control the weather, so it's snowing. But I can also change matter into whatever I want, so it's snowing popped corn.

When it rains, it's caramel!