Herobrine's Story

"Can you just finish up your petulant little life story already?! You're not winning now, or ever!" Mal yells, seeing Cardes once again healing. Teleporting forward, he opens up all his arms. A pulse shoots out across the sealed realm, fragments of the broken platform floating upwards as if gravity were turned off. In the air in front of him a large crack forms, a bluish ethereal mist erupting forth. "Mgahnnn nglui hup ph' n'ghft'drn, ng ah'n'ghanah fahf ph'nglui ah'legeth ahororr'e!"

The massive rift cracks open shooting out a massive swarm of black eel-like creatures which begin to maddeningly snap at each other in a frenzy, wrapping together into a vicious knotty mess, quickly weaving together into some kind of structure. Soon the structure becomes more and more clear, first the biceps, then the triceps... then the wrist, the hand and fingers... an arm, a MASSIVE ARM MADE OF NOTHING BUT EELS! Reaching down the arm grabs hold of Laadan who gasps, not even she expecting this turn of events! And with a sudden rush of strength, the arm draws back into a fist, tossing Laadan up into the air.

"Heal from this, you pompous overly glorified sycophant! Take this, my love, my anger, and all of my fist!" Swinging the large hand, he aims straight for Cardes' face, which upon impact will most definitely blast into a mass. Not only that, but now descending, Laadan draws back and comes down into a nosedive, head first aiming down at Cardes, glowing like a falling star of various brilliant colors, also straight at Cardes's head. They were most certainly not going to let this guy get a break, or ease up on attacks.

As Fancy was knocked back by the sudden shield that Cardes spawned, the Chosen Few watched helplessly as the God regenerated again. It seemed that no conventional weapon could wound Cardes enough to kill him. Of course, it seemed that the jester had more of a chance as he spawned a rift in the air which produced black eel-like creatures which wrapped together to form a giant fist. The fist seized Laadan and flung her into the air, and the fist would swing itself at the God's face, untangling into a mass of writhing eels. Meanwhile, Laadan went for the kill and performed an impression of a tactical missile, aimed at Cardes' head.
It was time to end this charade. Adam would leap at the stunned God and impale his incandescent sword into it's heart, or where it should be.
Max would grab at Cardes' left arm from behind and proceed to dislocate it by the elbow, bending it in the opposite direction to it's intended movement and drive his fist into the elbow.
Fancy would vault towards the God and let loose a flurry of slashes in the abdomen. He cannot give Cardes a gaping wound like Adam, but he can make enough cuts to drain an elephant in a minute.
Jack, after exhausting the sudden burst of ideas with the thundercloud, decided to take a small break whilst he replenished his mental energy. Toons and their gags are like wizards and their spells, sometimes needing months to fabricate a spell before using it. More powerful gags require more energy and, therefore, more time to assemble. Due to the ongoing fight with the mechanical Cogs, shops have been selling pre-made gags for Toons to bring into battle, to save them the time and energy. Of course, some of them prefer to create gags through planting them in their estates, the idea of the gag dispersing into a type of tree that bears that gag. Rather unreal, but then again, Toontown is a silly place.
Meanwhile, John had quickly reached into the portal and grabbed his suitcase, the portal making it as if it were only a few feet away, and proceeded to rummage for another weapon. What can help in fighting an infinitely regenerating God? Perhaps a device that would disable his rejuvenating abilities for long enough? He found a gun used to siphon the life force of a living being, a cross between a ray gun and a portable vacuum, and decided to test the theory of whether you could weaken a god through draining his life force. As Fancy began to slash at the God, John would walk at a normal pace to the God, holding his gun close to his skull like an armed police inspector, his eye sockets fixed on the wound Adam made on the chest. He would then aim the gun and fire it. The beam that was launched from the weapon could be related to a beam used for catching ghosts. Arcs of energy danced across the green beam, but backwards, as if the gun was firing in reverse. John knew that it won't be long until the gun could hold no more energy, but he was desperate at this point.

Cardes let out a stifled groan as the fist slammed into the barrier that had just formed shattering it before slamming in his face. Of course Laddan also gave him a nasty slam to the head using her head like a massive headbut causing him to reel back once again. The attacks did not stop there, Adam soon stabbed him in a chest causing him to spurt out a bit of blood, he did not need his heart...He was a God, a divine being! He would not die easily to these worms!

Cardes soon faised a fist to punch Adam away, that was until Max got to his left arm and dislocated his arm causing his to growl in anger. Impossible! He was being backed into a corner. A massive ball of energy formed near him before slamming into Max to get him away. Soon enough Fancy came in swinging with his pencil, John also followed behind and began to drain his regeneration powers. With a growl of anger, with more marks on his body he send more orbs of energy into Fancy and John.

He soon raised his only working arm now that his regeneration was halted. "Enough!...Feel the power of a true God!" He called out as the massive amount of magic he gather soon manifested above him like a massive sphere of power. "Stellar Freeze..." He spoke with narrowed eyes as he slammed the massive sphere into the ground which soon expanded and created an actual event horizon and began to unleash an aura of energy which began to sap at their life force...and the cloer they were the worst it would be. It was his ultimate attack, an attack that he used to try and eliminate everyone. To use it against mere mortals and worms showed that he was getting to his limits.

Vargas, Selena and Kira all had to hunker down for it. Kira slammed both his weapons into the ground and anchored himself. Vargas and Selena did the same only they were slowly inching closer to the massive vortex of doom. "Hold on to something! We cant fall here! We almost have him!" Vargas yelled.

With another agitated grunt, annoyed that this was STILL ONGOING... Mal had finally snapped his last chord, as he anchored his astral tendrils onto the platform below, even his life force draining from the event. Laadan herself had to grasp down onto the platform as she lands.

Mal was having none of this... if this was his final desperation move, then he'd make damn well sure it was his final! Gathering the scattered eels, they begin to eat each other in a ravenous fury, compounding together into a denser and denser black mass. It was here that the eels became so dense that it was becoming painfully obvious that it was starting to generate a gravity of its own, crushing down into a singularity, light wrapping around the writhing mass, violent fluctuations radiating off of it. What used to be the eels was now a spatial anomaly, no longer power but the dissolution of power. With a strained motion, the jester points his finger out, straight at the singularity, now just the size of a shooting marble.

"If you love your power so much, you can keep it! I don't want it anymore! Take it with you into oblivion!"

Finally reaching, he thumps the black mass, radiating with rings of black. There was a ringing sound, as time and space wrap in on itself, and then, the sound like a tape winding back up, the singularity shoots out in a blurred streak, aiming not for Cardes, but the event horizon!