Steal the Apple!!

[Endless Sea]

First, to avoid the asterisk-spamming, I'll use the dashes to denote the speech, as it should be.

*Respawns as an entity that is so far unconceivable by all of you... more on that later.*

- This apple now belongs to me. I care not who has it now, because my target will not be the holder, BUT THE APPLE ITSELF.

Screeching is heard as the time literally stops. Stars gain senses and mouths for the sole purpose of being able to scream in indescribable pain. The essense of space melts before your eyes in the few moments you still have any, condencing in a jumbled mess of all the matter, space and time. As a cruel cosmic joke, your senses are still intact, locked in an eternity of agony, becoming more powerful with every aeon as the condenced mess compresses into a sphere, then into a ball, and then into a point, which is the apple.

I come to the light - figuratively, as the light is no more - and kick the apple with a strength that can no longer be defined in the resulting space, jump-starting a chain reaction in the mind of a butterfly we're all the dream of. Ascending the POV to a higher plane of existence, I reveal myself as a cancerous neuron in the ganglia of that butterfly. The agonizing neurons trigger a quantum fluctuation that spontaneously recreates me as a travelling salesman holding The Apple in a world above.

The butterfly shrivels up and dies from the damage, and you all are no more.

...

*slow clap*

[Guyshane]

Ah, but I can absorb you absorbing my power.

*Does so.*

Hah.

Look Mimsy if we keep absorbing each other this will drag on while they get away with the apple. Lets kill them all and then we can fight

[Sicon112]

STILL have the apple by the way.

*shrugs*

I don't liek apples so... *gets ready to defend the apple for Sicon*

You do that.... *

First, to avoid the asterisk-spamming, I'll use the dashes to denote the speech, as it should be.

*Respawns as an entity that is so far unconceivable by all of you... more on that later.*

- This apple now belongs to me. I care not who has it now, because my target will not be the holder, BUT THE APPLE ITSELF.

Screeching is heard as the time literally stops. Stars gain senses and mouths for the sole purpose of being able to scream in indescribable pain. The essense of space melts before your eyes in the few moments you still have any, condencing in a jumbled mess of all the matter, space and time. As a cruel cosmic joke, your senses are still intact, locked in an eternity of agony, becoming more powerful with every aeon as the condenced mess compresses into a sphere, then into a ball, and then into a point, which is the apple.

I come to the light - figuratively, as the light is no more - and kick the apple with a strength that can no longer be defined in the resulting space, jump-starting a chain reaction in the mind of a butterfly we're all the dream of. Ascending the POV to a higher plane of existence, I reveal myself as a cancerous neuron in the ganglia of that butterfly. The neurons trigger a quantum fluctuation that spontaneously recreates me as a travelling salesman holding The Apple in a world above.

The butterfly shrivels up and dies from the damage, and you all are no more.

Unfortunately, Dryu, I AM a cosmic joke. ON YOU!

*Time reverses itself as everything that just happens occurs strangely inside out, and demented rabid dogs bound across the space of galaxies, playing catch with Dryu's internal organs, which subsequently morph into actual pipe organs and crush everything beneath them as an f double sharp rings across space-time*

[Victin]

First, to avoid the asterisk-spamming, I'll use the dashes to denote the speech, as it should be.

*Respawns as an entity that is so far unconceivable by all of you... more on that later.*

- This apple now belongs to me. I care not who has it now, because my target will not be the holder, BUT THE APPLE ITSELF.

Screeching is heard as the time literally stops. Stars gain senses and mouths for the sole purpose of being able to scream in indescribable pain. The essense of space melts before your eyes in the few moments you still have any, condencing in a jumbled mess of all the matter, space and time. As a cruel cosmic joke, your senses are still intact, locked in an eternity of agony, becoming more powerful with every aeon as the condenced mess compresses into a sphere, then into a ball, and then into a point, which is the apple.

I come to the light - figuratively, as the light is no more - and kick the apple with a strength that can no longer be defined in the resulting space, jump-starting a chain reaction in the mind of a butterfly we're all the dream of. Ascending the POV to a higher plane of existence, I reveal myself as a cancerous neuron in the ganglia of that butterfly. The agonizing neurons trigger a quantum fluctuation that spontaneously recreates me as a travelling salesman holding The Apple in a world above.

The butterfly shrivels up and dies from the damage, and you all are no more.

*shrugs*

*tackle slides Dryu and watches the Apple fall onto him*

[Endless Sea]

STILL have the apple by the way.

*shrugs*

I don't liek apples so... *gets ready to defend the apple for Sicon*

You do that.... *

First, to avoid the asterisk-spamming, I'll use the dashes to denote the speech, as it should be.

*Respawns as an entity that is so far unconceivable by all of you... more on that later.*

- This apple now belongs to me. I care not who has it now, because my target will not be the holder, BUT THE APPLE ITSELF.

Screeching is heard as the time literally stops. Stars gain senses and mouths for the sole purpose of being able to scream in indescribable pain. The essense of space melts before your eyes in the few moments you still have any, condencing in a jumbled mess of all the matter, space and time. As a cruel cosmic joke, your senses are still intact, locked in an eternity of agony, becoming more powerful with every aeon as the condenced mess compresses into a sphere, then into a ball, and then into a point, which is the apple.

I come to the light - figuratively, as the light is no more - and kick the apple with a strength that can no longer be defined in the resulting space, jump-starting a chain reaction in the mind of a butterfly we're all the dream of. Ascending the POV to a higher plane of existence, I reveal myself as a cancerous neuron in the ganglia of that butterfly. The neurons trigger a quantum fluctuation that spontaneously recreates me as a travelling salesman holding The Apple in a world above.

The butterfly shrivels up and dies from the damage, and you all are no more.

Unfortunately, Dryu, I AM a cosmic joke. ON YOU!

*Time reverses itself as everything that just happens occurs strangely inside out, and demented rabid dogs bound across the space of galaxies, playing catch with Dryu's internal organs, which subsequently morph into actual pipe organs and crush everything beneath them as an f double sharp rings across space-time*

...How the fuck does that even work.

[AMimsyBorogove]

Oh, well thanks for warning me exactly what you were planning and giving me time to respond, Dryu.

*Shatters space with the powers of the evil phoenix, whisking himself away into the void between worlds in the instant before the universe is consumed. I, having assimilated Dryu once, use this connection to tether myself to his existence, dragging myself over in my full-powered form and appearing alongside him in the new universe. I then promptly punch him in the face.*

DAMNIT! I WANTED TO BE THE FIRST ONE TO DESTROY THE UNIVERSE!

*My body then collapses as time reverses itself, and Sicon causes the universe to take several levels on the Cuil scale. I blink out of the corporeal realm, and go to the waffle house, where I am greeted by my long lost cousin, George. We transform into an Albatross, and begin playing hockey on a lilypad south of Alpha Centauri.*

[Sicon112]

...How the fuck does that even work.

Yes.

[Guyshane]

You all realize since i effectively control the power of greed I'm still alive so long as someone wants the apple

[eli_gone_crazy]

*My body then collapses as time reverses itself, and Sicon causes the universe to take several levels on the Cuil scale. I blink out of the corporeal realm, and go to the waffle house, where I am greeted by my long lost cousin, George. We transform into an Albatross, and begin playing hockey on a lilypad south of Alpha Centauri.*

... okay, I forgive you for throwing a sun at me... that was awesome

[AMimsyBorogove]

You do realize that since I have the "Power of the Evil Phoenix," I can effectively make shit up as I go along and do whatever I want, right?

*I use my new Albatross body to slap Guyshane in the face with a pancake, reversing the composition of his body on the atomic scale and causing him to implode.*

[Endless Sea]

Oh, well thanks for warning me exactly what you were planning and giving me time to respond, Dryu.

*Shatters space with the powers of the evil phoenix, whisking himself away into the void between worlds in the instant before the universe is consumed. I, having assimilated Dryu once, use this connection to tether myself to his existence, dragging myself over in my full-powered form and appearing alongside him in the new universe. I then promptly punch him in the face.*

DAMNIT! I WANTED TO BE THE FIRST ONE TO DESTROY THE UNIVERSE!

*My body then collapses as time reverses itself, and Sicon causes the universe to take several levels on the Cuil scale. I blink out of the corporeal realm, and go to the waffle house, where I am greeted by my long lost cousin, George. We transform into an Albatross, and begin playing hockey on a lilypad south of Alpha Centauri.*

...Which doesn't happen, because Dryu's post happened first.

[Guyshane]

You do realize that since I have the "Power of the Evil Phoenix," I can effectively make shit up as I go along and do whatever I want, right?

*I use my new Albatross body to slap Guyshane in the face with a pancake, reversing the composition of his body on the atomic scale and causing him to implode.*

Yes i realize...but since someone still wants something
*Respawn*

[AMimsyBorogove]

I know. I wasn't trying to kill you. I just wanted to demonstrate.

So, where's the apple, now, anyway?

[Sicon112]

I know. I wasn't trying to kill you. I just wanted to demonstrate.

So, where's the apple, now, anyway?

.... You know what? I have no clue.

[Genndy Oda C.O.G.]

I have it. Here. *gives Mimsy the apple, and gives Sicon a Honeycrisp Apple* Ta!

[Endless Sea]

I know. I wasn't trying to kill you. I just wanted to demonstrate.

So, where's the apple, now, anyway?

Dryu has it. It contains what is left of the plane of reality we once inhabited, including us. Techincally, we don't exist anymore as physical beings- merely minds trapped inside the Apple.

[Victin]

Time starts to break and remold itself on the strings of space, while an hamburger sings the hegemony of the spheres, in joy because of the forbidden oblivion. Your minds are teared apart, and your souls were melt. Your bodies stood still watching as the Truth, yes, the One Truth warped Manipulation, Warping, Rules, Limits, Boundaries, Infinite, Nothing, Beyond and Possibility to create the limitless true retcon. Yes, I'm glad that the Apple Itself solved the problem, by calling the pirates of the Flying Spaghetti Monsters, that in their hamburger spaceship managed to destroy the embodiment of the conceptless. As everything became what it once was, one could watch the End and Beggining dacing together in a ballroom in the Middle of the Multiverse, as a meatball plays a song, of death and sadness, shredding madness along those who do not want to believe what they just saw.

After all, the Apple knows everything, and can do everything. Not even nothing is beyond Its power. The true omnipotency and omniscience. No one can grasp the true power of the Apple.

tl;dr: The Apple cosmic retconned what just happened from Dryu's post on.

[Dryunya]

I give up trying to find out which timeline is the canon one. Since everyone is making a timeline of his own, I make a timeline in which I eternally own the Apple.

Yes, travelling salesmen can do that.

[Sicon112]

I have it. Here. *gives Mimsy the apple, and gives Sicon a Honeycrisp Apple* Ta!

*Nuke from two pages ago hits him in the face moments later*

BLAME ENDLESS! NOT MY FAULT!

*BOOOOOOOOOOOM*

[Guyshane]

I know. I wasn't trying to kill you. I just wanted to demonstrate.

Oh...well i can respect that

[Dryunya]

Still enjoying the apple in my timeline.

[Endless Sea]

Time starts to break and remold itself on the strings of space, while an hamburger sings the hegemony of the spheres, in joy because of the forbidden oblivion. Your minds are teared apart, and your souls were melt. Your bodies stood still watching as the Truth, yes, the One Truth warped Manipulation, Warping, Rules, Limits, Boundaries, Infinite, Nothing, Beyond and Possibility to create the limitless true retcon. Yes, I'm glad that the Apple Itself solved the problem, by calling the pirates of the Flying Spaghetti Monsters, that in their hamburger spaceship managed to destroy the embodiment of the conceptless. As everything became what it once was, one could watch the End and Beggining dacing together in a ballroom in the Middle of the Multiverse, as a meatball plays a song, of death and sadness, shredding madness along those who do not want to believe what they just saw.

After all, the Apple knows everything, and can do everything. Not even nothing is beyond Its power. The true omnipotency and omniscience. No one can grasp the true power of the Apple.

tl;dr: The Apple cosmic retconned what just happened from Dryu's post on.

...Okay, now that's just bullshit. A wizard did it? Seriously? That's your comeback? Come on, man, actually try and take the damn thing, don't just cosmic retcon everything. Also, Dryu, I'm not sure what you tried to pull with that last post, but that's a dick move too.

[Victin]

Time starts to break and remold itself on the strings of space, while an hamburger sings the hegemony of the spheres, in joy because of the forbidden oblivion. Your minds are teared apart, and your souls were melt. Your bodies stood still watching as the Truth, yes, the One Truth warped Manipulation, Warping, Rules, Limits, Boundaries, Infinite, Nothing, Beyond and Possibility to create the limitless true retcon. Yes, I'm glad that the Apple Itself solved the problem, by calling the pirates of the Flying Spaghetti Monsters, that in their hamburger spaceship managed to destroy the embodiment of the conceptless. As everything became what it once was, one could watch the End and Beggining dacing together in a ballroom in the Middle of the Multiverse, as a meatball plays a song, of death and sadness, shredding madness along those who do not want to believe what they just saw.

After all, the Apple knows everything, and can do everything. Not even nothing is beyond Its power. The true omnipotency and omniscience. No one can grasp the true power of the Apple.

tl;dr: The Apple cosmic retconned what just happened from Dryu's post on.

Still enjoying the apple in my timeline.

I fear you timeline was destroyed.

[AMimsyBorogove]

*Eats the nuke. Eyes of Yatagarasu begin appearing across my mantle of feathery black flames as I reform from my Albatross-ian state.*

Actually, Endless, I lasered Dryu's edit lock before he posted, thereby undoing the binding nature of his post and shattering the rules of time, allowing me to act retro-proactively.

And, you know what? Since I can act retro-proactively, I HEREBY STEAL THE APPLE FROM DRYU INSTEAD OF PUNCHING HIM IN THE FACE IN THE MOMENT IN WHICH I ASCENDED BEFORE SICON REVERSED THE FLOW OF EVERYTHINGNESS. DUE TO THIS, I NOW PRESENTLY OWN THE APPLE.

Hah.

[Endless Sea]

GUYS. QUIT WITH THE TIMELINES. THERE IS ONE TIMELINE. DRYU HAS THE APPLE, AND OUR DISEMBODIED MINDS ARE SEALED WITHIN IT. DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT, OR I WILL FIRST.