[IC] HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

[Israphel]

This is alive? O.o

Thought this place was dead for good .-.

[kishin asura]

Israphel said
This is alive? O.o Thought this place was dead for good .-.

((It's not dead yet.))

[Israphel]

(( Thats good. Hi Kishin! ^^ Damn havent seen you and Ven for awhile. ))

[Teoinsanity]

Israphel said
(( Thats good. Hi Kishin! ^^ Damn havent seen you and Ven for awhile. ))

((please put this kinda stuff in the OOC))

[Wraithblade6]

Mithias moves the box of relics out of the bloodhound's reach with narrowed red eyes.

Eclipse gets up. "Now Strygwyr. What are you doing?"

[Wraithblade6]

Mithias moves the box of relics out of the bloodhound's reach with narrowed red eyes.

Eclipse gets up. "Now Strygwyr. What are you doing?"

[Wraithblade6]

Eclipse ealks up to the lounge bar and tentatively looks over. "What are you doing back there... Woah!" Eclipse backs up as a blade slasheshiss direction with a bark.
"No. This is mine." The animal says. Growling fiercely, Stryg puts the glowing white object in his mouth and leaps across the lounge, knocking over a table.
"Get back here! Argh. Get him! Hes stealing a fragment of history."

[ShadowVentus]

Suddenly, Stryg finds himself surrounded by a ring of darkness, which quickly forms a barrier, encasing him in darkness. "Hmph...what a pest." Michael states as he lowers his outstretched hand, his eyes returning from their momentary piercing red to a normal brown.

[Teoinsanity]

Wraithblade6 said
Eclipse ealks up to the lounge bar and tentatively looks over. "What are you doing back there... Woah!" Eclipse backs up as a blade slasheshiss direction with a bark."No. This is mine." The animal says. Growling fiercely, Stryg puts the glowing white object in his mouth and leaps across the lounge, knocking over a table."Get back here! Argh. Get him! Hes stealing a fragment of history."

teo just sets hs leg out,triping the animal

[Wraithblade6]

Strygwyr easily dodges over teo's leg but balks as he is surrounded by a ring of impenetrible darkness. A muffled sound of complaint comes from within the blackness as Stryg has his mouth full. The grumbles suddenly, sotly change into a chuckle as rays of white light brgin breaking out of the black ring.
Bursting out of the barrier, bars of light shine out from between sharklike teeth as the bloodpriest attacks michael.

[ShadowVentus]

With lightning fast reflexes, Michael calls on the darkness again, striking the bloodpriest with a palm enveloped in shadows. As a result, the darkness paralyzes Stryg, sending him to the floor as he writhes slightly with pain. "You're lucky I held back...that blow is normally fatal." Michael states as he retrieves the glowing object with his right hand.

[Teoinsanity]

"Anyway ,the hell is that thing?"

[Wraithblade6]

Just as Michael was about to strike, the object emmits a pulse and a shield of some sort of energy forms in front of Strygwyr, deflecting and dispersing the hand attack. Laughing, Strygwyr seems to be having a blast as he causes a blast of light to shoot from the mysterious object in his teeth and hit Michael head on.
"What in heabens name did he take from that box, vampire?" Eclipse actually drwas his sword.
"I have no idea!" Mithias is frantic and perplexed as he rummages through the box. I merely collected a handful of perehenelia from the multiverse... But nothing like that." He looks up at the two battling characters. "It seems to be a power that conters shadow or darkness. Eclipse, maybe you can help."
The paladin frowns. "I will try. Strygwyr! Just drop it already!"

[Wraithblade6]

Stryg jumps from table to table jovially, heading right for Teo. "Blood will flow!"

[Teoinsanity]

Wraithblade6 said
Stryg jumps from table to table jovially, heading right for Teo. "Blood will flow!"

"Ahh bloodseeker ,well what's the counter to bloodseeker Again?"

"Fudge it"
He turns into lightning and zaps behind him,he then turns back to normal,and shoots a ball of plasma at bloods head

[ShadowVentus]

Wraithblade6 said
Just as Michael was about to strike, the object emmits a pulse and a shield of some sort of energy forms in front of Strygwyr, deflecting and dispersing the hand attack. Laughing, Strygwyr seems to be having a blast as he causes a blast of light to shoot from the mysterious object in his teeth and hit Michael head on. "What in heabens name did he take from that box, vampire?" Eclipse actually drwas his sword."I have no idea!" Mithias is frantic and perplexed as he rummages through the box. I merely collected a handful of perehenelia from the multiverse... But nothing like that." He looks up at the two battling characters. "It seems to be a power that conters shadow or darkness. Eclipse, maybe you can help."The paladin frowns. "I will try. Strygwyr! Just drop it already!"

"Argh!" Michael couldn't help but yell in surprise as a ray of light hits him dead straight in the chest, knocking him back against a wall and leaving him winded. "What the hell was that..!?" He manages to say as he catches his breath.

[supertinyking]

From the depths of hatred, depression, envy, guilt, self hatred, and the other scum and filth of many a world, something begins to stir. The sea of black ooze like rot churns, as the stench of a thousand rotting dreams brings bile into the mouth of anything near by, which is nothing, for the only thing near by is dead. The twisting and turning mass of all things hated and unwanted, dead and rotten, evil and despised begins to cause groans and moans from the foul pit to lift into the air of the perfect world above. Bones gather, rotten food breaks down, aged eye balls and bits of brain and skin float towards what ever is forming in this land of evil. Slowly, painfully, a figure forms. Blood curdling screams splits the world above, bringing death and pain back to a world which had tried to lock it away underground. Soil pulled apart, people fell into the slime, only for the sheer disgusting nature of the goo to cause them to wilt and rot, a slow painful death. Their flesh and organs gather to this mass of life, unwanted, un-loved in the world of which birthed it. A wail, like a baby newly born, mixed with a monster's last pained death shriek gurgled from the sludge.

"It...lives!" A voice screams, dark, deep, and menacing

The figure, the creator of such a rotten, putrid, and disgusting thing walked across the sea of concentrated pain, loss, and suffering, only to pluck a new born monster from the deep slime. A simple mass of dark grey slime, no visible feature, the creation of such a monsters could be felt by anything which served a divine power. They would feel a wrenching of their stomach, and a nausea. The pool of sheer disgusting mass welled up, and swallowed the world that was so determined to keep it down, like bile rising in their throats, only to choke them all into a sea of eternal death.

The dark one is born.....but now this lump of clay is in the hands of fate....

[kishin asura]

supertinyking said
From the depths of hatred, depression, envy, guilt, self hatred, and the other scum and filth of many a world, something begins to stir. The sea of black ooze like rot churns, as the stench of a thousand rotting dreams brings bile into the mouth of anything near by, which is nothing, for the only thing near by is dead. The twisting and turning mass of all things hated and unwanted, dead and rotten, evil and despised begins to cause groans and moans from the foul pit to lift into the air of the perfect world above. Bones gather, rotten food breaks down, aged eye balls and bits of brain and skin float towards what ever is forming in this land of evil. Slowly, painfully, a figure forms. Blood curdling screams splits the world above, bringing death and pain back to a world which had tried to lock it away underground. Soil pulled apart, people fell into the slime, only for the sheer disgusting nature of the goo to cause them to wilt and rot, a slow painful death. Their flesh and organs gather to this mass of life, unwanted, un-loved in the world of which birthed it. A wail, like a baby newly born, mixed with a monster's last pained death shriek gurgled from the sludge. "It...lives!" A voice screams, dark, deep, and menacingThe figure, the creator of such a rotten, putrid, and disgusting thing walked across the sea of concentrated pain, loss, and suffering, only to pluck a new born monster from the deep slime. A simple mass of dark grey slime, no visible feature, the creation of such a monsters could be felt by anything which served a divine power. They would feel a wrenching of their stomach, and a nausea. The pool of sheer disgusting mass welled up, and swallowed the world that was so determined to keep it down, like bile rising in their throats, only to choke them all into a sea of eternal death. The dark one is born.....but now this lump of clay is in the hands of fate....

I portal close enough to observe the creature without being seen

[supertinyking]

kishin asura said
I portal close enough to observe the creature without being seen

You find a world in ruin, a man clad in robes holding a large grey dark blob, and the stench of death and pain burning your nose like snorting fire, making you feel as if you may puke. The man simply waits there, looking at the blob, before dropping it back into the dark sludge.
"Feed up, my dear...soon, we'll be off." The man says, as he too, seems to vanish into the darkness of the slime sea. The grime, and hate, swallowing him up, like a hungry mouth.

[Wraithblade6]

Bloodseeker bounded toward Teo like a wildly excited (and razor sharp) puppy, only to find a puff of air remaining where Teo had been. He slashed ineffectifely, dropping into a roll just in time to miss a plasma bolt from behind him.

Continuing to move, the dog with his toy jumped from table to table around the room, finally stopping as a mass of the most vile blackness, evil, and despair took from in their midst.

"He's too fast." Eclipse began, only to have his frustration turn to sickened disgust as somethi n g purly unholy took form nearby. He had to turn his aytention to that.

Strygwyr the stood up as if taunting them and yook the glowing white object from his mouth. Holding it aloft, somehow knowing what he was doing, the black ooze and painfulness shied away from its light.