The Last Poster Wins! [v8]

[Sir Sivelos]

Sick fires. So many to be handled.

[The Nonexistent Tazz]

HANDLE THY SICK FIRES THEN, FOR WE'RE NOW VERY CLOSE TO THE BLACKOUT ZONE.

And my Trozei obsession has ended. Rejoice!

[Sir Sivelos]

Wooooooooooo!

And the Blackout Zone. I need to prepare my arms. ARMAMENTS. *SIVELOS has equipped the following weapons: Etherfröst, Galligath's Hammer, OmniGalaxia, and several TECHs.*

[The Nonexistent Tazz]

*Tazz equips the Universe Edge, the Random Yvetal's Wrath, and everything else.*

*Same with the rest of him.*

[Sir Sivelos]

So. *with a bit of effort, Sivelos hefts Etherfröst. The thing is quite large and heavy to hold with one hand, making it unwieldy.* Darn, this thing is so heavy. Anyway, how about dem bears?

[The Nonexistent Tazz]

I just murdered about 952,871,352,097,580,925,879,134,560,526,890,468,46 0,134,515,134,525,646,764 archdemon tentacle bears.

But...OK, any more preparation? We've got one more minute.

[Sir Sivelos]

That's... a lot of bears. Or archdemon bears. Whatever.

AND COME ON LET'S GO I'M READY *drops Etherfröst, causing a loud THUD and the ground is covered in a frosty imprint* Agh. Screw it, Galligath's Hammer it is. *puts away Etherfröst, and equips Galligath's Hammer*

[The Nonexistent Tazz]

*The ship goes in and is immediately oblitherated before you could guess what did it.*

...*Ship respawns*

...RAMMING SPEEEED! *Ship goes in, ramming speed. This time, it oblitherates what previously did it in with the ramming attack...*

...Oh f***.

*The area you are in is basically a bullet hell. You just tore through a HUGE ship, splitting it squarely in two, with your ram-and everyone present is firing at the ship. EVERYONE. There is no relent, and the fleet you stumbled into is huge. Thankfully, their arnaments are also too weak to penetrate your shields at their strongest. Individually.*

*Alignment unknown.*

...OK, we have got to break through. FIRE EVERYTHING AT THEM, BOYS! THEY'RE ALREADY ANGRY!

*Both troll ships fire all guns, which takes down the craft at a respectable pace. You'll live.*

[Sir Sivelos]

Oh my. Well. *takes out the Ultimate Galaxia and begins firing rapid Sword Beams at the enemies*

[The Nonexistent Tazz]

*You're not outside with the enemy ships! You fail to hit anything.*

...Barring their having a much, much tougher ship than what they've got...We're good, man. Just sit back and let the gunmen do their work.