[IC] HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

[supertinyking]

Teo's A.I finds the goo to be magically manifiested emotion, all of it negative....as if people had been draining it from them for many years, and dumping it underground.

[kishin asura]

supertinyking said
The man seems to take the beam, the holy energy sorta just bouncing off of him."Light...rotten light.....It has no power over me anymore." the cloaked man says. The creature emerges from the sludge, the girl's shirt collar in its mouth, the little girl coughing and such as she takes in some deep breaths. "Bah....young vermin....All that which used me...so foul..." He growls, the cloaked man shaking, twitching. It's obvious he isn't to stable.

"Dude, just calm down." I say "let's just sit down and talk this over. Okay? No one needs to get hurt." I unsheathe both katanas and drop them to the floor. I then carefully place a small pouch labeled "explosives" on the ground along with various equipment "just drop the girl. Not in the slime though."

[supertinyking]

kishin asura said
"Dude, just calm down." I say "let's just sit down and talk this over. Okay? No one needs to get hurt." I unsheathe both katanas and drop them to the floor. I then carefully place a small pouch labeled "explosives" on the ground along with various equipment "just drop the girl. Not in the slime though."

Your stuff is slurped up for a moment, before being spat out, as if the goo didn't like them.
"MAke him leave." The hooded man says, pointing at Eclipse.

[kishin asura]

supertinyking said
Your stuff is slurped up for a moment, before being spat out, as if the goo didn't like them. "MAke him leave." The hooded man says, pointing at Eclipse.

I look at eclipse "........yeah.....you should probably leave......"

[Wraithblade6]

Walking up between everyone, the happy bloodpriest opens his hand, revealing the item he had stolen. A gentle force surges outward from it in a sphere, pushing back on eclipse and the darkness that holds the girl hostage. "From the memories of all, time shared and forever lost..."

Mithias comes forward from the bar blinking. "Ah. Now I know what Strygwyr took."

"...a great power comes." The orb he holds slowly floats upward above them, releasing a soothing warmth, a radiance of unignorable joy and peace. "

Mithias continues. "The box... Fragments of all oir memories, all we have ever been, have created this." He raiises his gold eyes to the orb and points, "Hope."

Strygwyr smiles. The type of power of the orb creats contentment, love, eliminating pain and equalifying all. He smiles.

[Wraithblade6]

The paladin backs up, curious and awed. "Hope. Forever will it drive back the darkness."

[Teoinsanity]

scan complete

it appears that he absorbs souls ,and the bodies turn into ooze,and its filled with negative energy ,since I'm mostly positive ,soo

Teo runs into the slime

"COME ON , GET ME!"

[supertinyking]

Teo finds that the slime doesn't seem to wish to burn him, but his positivity doesn't seem to do much against that much pain and sorrow...but the orb doesn't burn away at the slime, only makes it a bit lighter grey.
".....Hope." The hooded man says. "...Hope....doesn't destroy pain...it gives one the power to withstand it......Hope....doesn't destroy evil....it gives one the power to face it...hope....a weapon....only to the brave..." The hooded man says. The ooze forms a staircase up the orb, and the man walks up to it, in apperent aw.

"Hope.....the thing that I despise and fear, for it was hope, that damned me." He says, and with a single palm strike, turns the golden orb, a pitch dark abyssal black. Tainting it, destroying it. "I lost all hope, many years ago....when I was cast below, for the crime of being me." The man says.

[Wraithblade6]

Faster than anyone, Mithias dives for the orb, catching it a split second before it would have hit the ground. He rolls onto his back, holding it in his palms and gasps at its black color with the concern of a parent wih a sick child. "What happened to it?"

Strygwyr 's toothy grin bows downward to a frown in disapproval and he crouches low between his tonfas with a dscontented soft growl.

Eclipse by now has calmed his rage... At least to manageable levels. He looks at the dark man on the staircase as Teo suddenly throws hiself unceremoniously into the slime. "Hope didnt damn you shadowmage, and you couldnt have lost it completely, or you wouldnt exist. In fact it might be only thing keeping you alive."

Mithias gets up. "Who are you and what happened to you? ... And where is that girl?"

[supertinyking]

Wraithblade6 said
Faster than anyone, Mithias dives for the orb, catching it a split second before it would have hit the ground. He rolls onto his back, holding it in his palms and gasps at its black color with the concern of a parent wih a sick child. "What happened to it?"Strygwyr 's toothy grin bows downward to a frown in disapproval and he crouches low between his tonfas with a dscontented soft growl. Eclipse by now has calmed his rage... At least to manageable levels. He looks at the dark man on the staircase as Teo suddenly throws hiself unceremoniously into the slime. "Hope didnt damn you shadowmage, and you couldnt have lost it completely, or you wouldnt exist. In fact it might be only thing keeping you alive."Mithias gets up. "Who are you and what happened to you? ... And where is that girl?"

((Go to the bottom for the shortened, blunt version in the {{s.))

"I am the dark one. Or, a part of it. This whole field of pain, and suffering and I are the same.....All of its creatures and I are linked....Where this came from? Allow me to show you..." He says, as the ground under you all show the story that it tells.
Many many years ago, the planet which now laid ruined was once just like earth, it had its flaws, but it also had its highlights. A extremely, if not overly normal world to the tee. People were raped, murdered, slaughtered in wars and all of that.....while there was love, creation, and union. But then one day, a profit was born. This profit was the son of a long dead god, who had felt pain and suffering. Known as the Dragon, or the Hul-drac profit, this man showed the planet how to filter out the evil and grime, and flush it away just like dung down a toilet's pipes. This came at a cost. Such grime couldn't be held down so easily, so those more in tune with it were cast down into the man made underworld to absorb the pain and suffering, at the cost of their lives.
"This is how the world was...a murder fueled paradise. A utopia....a perfect world....until this day." The man says, the perspective changing to that of a twin, this one being bubbly, happy, as if they were concentrated happiness and love. The other, a typical gothic kid, but they were still filled with happiness and life, their looks betraying nothing of their real inner feelings....then the yearly choosing took place, and the gothic teen was chosen to be cast into the pit. The other, not wanting their sister, and best friend to die, swapped appearances with them when they came to take her away, leaving this poor kid to face unimaginable pain and suffering...but something was different. When this child was thrown into the sludge, he found a whole different world in the slime. A large creature, filled with agony and turmoil..looking, for pity. Looking for something that didn't try to fight it, to hurt it, like so many thrown into the well of darkness had. After many years at being a sort of companion to this land of pain and suffering, this child died, and their remains were infused with the pain and suffering, birthing the man before you.

"It was their hope that I was thrown into this pit...it was their hope for a better world that lead to so much pain and suffering..." The man retorts, now rather...sad.

{{ Baiscally, the world sent people they thought to be more in sync with darkness in anyway into a deep sea of all things bad, as so it wouldn't well up into the world and destroy them. One really nice twin switched places with their sibling, being cast in instead, only to befriend the large living glob, and then die, creating the robed dude. He sees this as their hopes that their sacrifices are making the world better the cause of the world ending.}}

[ShadowVentus]

"A sad tale indeed...heh, the things people are willing to do to save their own hide and cast away the darkness cease to amaze me.." Michael chuckles, his eyes still red as he studies the slime. "Tell me...is there anything I could do to ease your suffering..possibly shed light on this situation..?" He asks the man from where he sits, his face a serious one.

[Teoinsanity]

supertinyking said
Teo finds that the slime doesn't seem to wish to burn him, but his positivity doesn't seem to do much against that much pain and sorrow...but the orb doesn't burn away at the slime, only makes it a bit lighter grey.".....Hope." The hooded man says. "...Hope....doesn't destroy pain...it gives one the power to withstand it......Hope....doesn't destroy evil....it gives one the power to face it...hope....a weapon....only to the brave..." The hooded man says. The ooze forms a staircase up the orb, and the man walks up to it, in apperent aw."Hope.....the thing that I despise and fear, for it was hope, that damned me." He says, and with a single palm strike, turns the golden orb, a pitch dark abyssal black. Tainting it, destroying it. "I lost all hope, many years ago....when I was cast below, for the crime of being me." The man says.

supertinyking said
((Go to the bottom for the shortened, blunt version in the {{s.))"I am the dark one. Or, a part of it. This whole field of pain, and suffering and I are the same.....All of its creatures and I are linked....Where this came from? Allow me to show you..." He says, as the ground under you all show the story that it tells.Many many years ago, the planet which now laid ruined was once just like earth, it had its flaws, but it also had its highlights. A extremely, if not overly normal world to the tee. People were raped, murdered, slaughtered in wars and all of that.....while there was love, creation, and union. But then one day, a profit was born. This profit was the son of a long dead god, who had felt pain and suffering. Known as the Dragon, or the Hul-drac profit, this man showed the planet how to filter out the evil and grime, and flush it away just like dung down a toilet's pipes. This came at a cost. Such grime couldn't be held down so easily, so those more in tune with it were cast down into the man made underworld to absorb the pain and suffering, at the cost of their lives. "This is how the world was...a murder fueled paradise. A utopia....a perfect world....until this day." The man says, the perspective changing to that of a twin, this one being bubbly, happy, as if they were concentrated happiness and love. The other, a typical gothic kid, but they were still filled with happiness and life, their looks betraying nothing of their real inner feelings....then the yearly choosing took place, and the gothic teen was chosen to be cast into the pit. The other, not wanting their sister, and best friend to die, swapped appearances with them when they came to take her away, leaving this poor kid to face unimaginable pain and suffering...but something was different. When this child was thrown into the sludge, he found a whole different world in the slime. A large creature, filled with agony and turmoil..looking, for pity. Looking for something that didn't try to fight it, to hurt it, like so many thrown into the well of darkness had. After many years at being a sort of companion to this land of pain and suffering, this child died, and their remains were infused with the pain and suffering, birthing the man before you."It was their hope that I was thrown into this pit...it was their hope for a better world that lead to so much pain and suffering..." The man retorts, now rather...sad.{{ Baiscally, the world sent people they thought to be more in sync with darkness in anyway into a deep sea of all things bad, as so it wouldn't well up into the world and destroy them. One really nice twin switched places with their sibling, being cast in instead, only to befriend the large living glob, and then die, creating the robed dude. He sees this as their hopes that their sacrifices are making the world better the cause of the world ending.}}

so much pain,so much sorrow
"NO ,I CAN'T GO DOWN LIKE THIS"

I need to find a way to destroy it,but how?

if only I could trick it into eating my soul,then I could destroy it from the inside ,and hopefully save the others who have been devoured

[thewizardguy]

Throughout the history of life, it has been commonly believed that concepts are the result of intelligent thought. That the mind conjures up thoughts and ideas, and that those then influence the world. Perhaps, to an extent, this delusion is true. Certainly true enough for the belief to be a justifiable ignorance. But there exists a different kind of concept, a different kind of idea. There is a reason that some concepts are multiversal, occuring to every form of intelligent life capable of hosting it. Those concepts that CHOOSE to be thought, that are imperative in the mind of those that thought them. Elements of base creation integral to the creation of the sentient mind, necessary for the formation of thinking life in the multiverse.

One such concept, is destruction. End. Death. The doom of all things, whether through time or force, all things will be reduced to nothingness. The power of murder, the mutilated corpses of those that came before, torn apart by atrophy. There is no singular concept in the Multiverse more powerful or binding than the idea of annihilation, the knowledge that all things are brought to an end.

There are, of course, those that discover these truths. Those that have already pierced the Fabric of Reality, and wandered the Multiverse. Those that have learned from the most ancient of beings, and struck dark deals, and explored the very corners of Existence. And they have learned that this concept has a face, that annihilation lives in many forms. For there are those who devote their lives to it, who devote themselves in every way to this concept of annihilation. And sometimes, they are able to become it's champion, it's host, a being of destruction so pure it trancends all other meaning.

One such champion, is Genocide.

It is a fitting name for one who seeks the end of all life. Perhaps not entirely correct, but by the time he had discovered the existence of more races worth saving, the name had become familiar. It was who he was, in the most literal sense, to those whom's planets he came across. The complete and utter destruction of every sentient species, the annihilation of every 'soul'. he strode across the universe, ending countless civilisations, facing thousands of champions, fighting great battles with ancient beings. A few times, he had been defeated, but never permanently. He was more than a God, greater than a Titan. He was an Avatar of Annihilation, a mere vessel for a concept that had existed since the birth of Creation itself. He channeled the power of a Primal, even if only a fraction.

But no matter how many fell before him, no matter how many worlds were obliterated, there was always more. The Multiverse was practically limitless, in equilibrium so vast that his crusade of destruction was but the footsteps of an ant upon a scale of universes. He fought on, and destroyed, and yet it became clear that while his goal was infinite, he was not, and there was nothing he could do to truly destroy the equilibrium. Always, there would be a balancing force of Creation, somewhere in the universe, off-setting his actions, compensating for it. New life was born, civilisations were founded, gods formed from the base components of thought and magic. In the end, all he was doing was playing his part, walking a cycle of balance.

And so, came Genocide's greatest idea. The greatest conquest, his greatest act of Truth.

He would destroy the Cycle itself. He was Annihilation, was he not? There must be an end to all things, there must be death where there is life. If Creation sought to Create a balance, then was it not Destruction's task to destroy that as well? The one thing that had attempted to bind even the concept of Destruction itself, the oen being that could be said to be more powerful than any other Concept.... Balance. He would crush it beneath his heels, and he would watch all of Existence burn. No other servant had ever granted such a gift to his Master. It was the perfect form of End.

The champions of Omega gathered, in the Plane of destruction. Around Genocide stood his companions, those who had devoted their existences to the persuit of destruction, the end of all things. At the center of a Black Holethey conferred, their power bound by the space-warping gravity. Only here could they gather without fracturing the reality they wished to walk. Genocide did not speak, for his thoughts had spoken for themselves. There was no need for words among those of such similar thought, no need for acknowledgement. Each would perform their tasks, each would take care of their part. And all those who would stand in the way, would simply be given the embrace of annihilation a little early.

[supertinyking]

ShadowVentus said
"A sad tale indeed...heh, the things people are willing to do to save their own hide and cast away the darkness cease to amaze me.." Michael chuckles, his eyes still red as he studies the slime. "Tell me...is there anything I could do to ease your suffering..possibly shed light on this situation..?" He asks the man from where he sits, his face a serious one.

"Simple....this world is ending soon, even the suffering and hate this goo is will vanish....I am trying to not only save myself, but this creature...." The robed man says, as he picks up the small creature, and holds it like a child.
"This is the dark one, a creature born from the remains of those cast into here.....It in a way, will carry on the legacy of this place.......my friend...." He says, holding the creature like one would a baby. "...My only friend.....anymore..."

[Teoinsanity]

"their problem was,they tried to get rid of negativity''

"Ying and Yang 101 :opposites cannot esisit without eachother and must live in harmony with eacother"

[kishin asura]

thewizardguy said
Throughout the history of life, it has been commonly believed that concepts are the result of intelligent thought. That the mind conjures up thoughts and ideas, and that those then influence the world. Perhaps, to an extent, this delusion is true. Certainly true enough for the belief to be a justifiable ignorance. But there exists a different kind of concept, a different kind of idea. There is a reason that some concepts are multiversal, occuring to every form of intelligent life capable of hosting it. Those concepts that CHOOSE to be thought, that are imperative in the mind of those that thought them. Elements of base creation integral to the creation of the sentient mind, necessary for the formation of thinking life in the multiverse.One such concept, is destruction. End. Death. The doom of all things, whether through time or force, all things will be reduced to nothingness. The power of murder, the mutilated corpses of those that came before, torn apart by atrophy. There is no singular concept in the Multiverse more powerful or binding than the idea of annihilation, the knowledge that all things are brought to an end.There are, of course, those that discover these truths. Those that have already pierced the Fabric of Reality, and wandered the Multiverse. Those that have learned from the most ancient of beings, and struck dark deals, and explored the very corners of Existence. And they have learned that this concept has a face, that annihilation lives in many forms. For there are those who devote their lives to it, who devote themselves in every way to this concept of annihilation. And sometimes, they are able to become it's champion, it's host, a being of destruction so pure it trancends all other meaning.One such champion, is Genocide.It is a fitting name for one who seeks the end of all life. Perhaps not entirely correct, but by the time he had discovered the existence of more races worth saving, the name had become familiar. It was who he was, in the most literal sense, to those whom's planets he came across. The complete and utter destruction of every sentient species, the annihilation of every 'soul'. he strode across the universe, ending countless civilisations, facing thousands of champions, fighting great battles with ancient beings. A few times, he had been defeated, but never permanently. He was more than a God, greater than a Titan. He was an Avatar of Annihilation, a mere vessel for a concept that had existed since the birth of Creation itself. He channeled the power of a Primal, even if only a fraction.But no matter how many fell before him, no matter how many worlds were obliterated, there was always more. The Multiverse was practically limitless, in equilibrium so vast that his crusade of destruction was but the footsteps of an ant upon a scale of universes. He fought on, and destroyed, and yet it became clear that while his goal was infinite, he was not, and there was nothing he could do to truly destroy the equilibrium. Always, there would be a balancing force of Creation, somewhere in the universe, off-setting his actions, compensating for it. New life was born, civilisations were founded, gods formed from the base components of thought and magic. In the end, all he was doing was playing his part, walking a cycle of balance.And so, came Genocide's greatest idea. The greatest conquest, his greatest act of Truth.He would destroy the Cycle itself. He was Annihilation, was he not? There must be an end to all things, there must be death where there is life. If Creation sought to Create a balance, then was it not Destruction's task to destroy that as well? The one thing that had attempted to bind even the concept of Destruction itself, the oen being that could be said to be more powerful than any other Concept.... Balance. He would crush it beneath his heels, and he would watch all of Existence burn. No other servant had ever granted such a gift to his Master. It was the perfect form of End.The champions of Omega gathered, in the Plane of destruction. Around Genocide stood his companions, those who had devoted their existences to the persuit of destruction, the end of all things. At the center of a Black Holethey conferred, their power bound by the space-warping gravity. Only here could they gather without fracturing the reality they wished to walk. Genocide did not speak, for his thoughts had spoken for themselves. There was no need for words among those of such similar thought, no need for acknowledgement. Each would perform their tasks, each would take care of their part. And all those who would stand in the way, would simply be given the embrace of annihilation a little early.

((Now to test out my new char. Heheheheh)) a girl walks in through a door made of air and looks at the gathering of people. She then smiled. Not a happy smile, nor a sinister smile. But a smile one would give to a small child. That's what these great beings amounted to in her presence. She then opens her mouth and utters three words

"Way too easy."

[Teoinsanity]

kishin asura said
((Now to test out my new char. Heheheheh)) a girl walks in through a door made of air and looks at the gathering of people. She then smiled. Not a happy smile, nor a sinister smile. But a smile one would give to a small child. That's what these great beings amounted to in her presence. She then opens her mouth and utters three words"Way too easy."

"this cant be good"

teo turns around,revealing himself in a tuxedo whil dual wielding shotguns (because why not)

"You have clearly underestimated me"

[kishin asura]

Teoinsanity said
"this cant be good"teo turns around,revealing himself in a tuxedo whil dual wielding shotguns (because why not)"You have clearly underestimated me"

The girl looks at you and smirks "just like how you're underestimating me?" She asks

[Teoinsanity]

kishin asura said
The girl looks at you and smirks "just like how you're underestimating me?" She asks

"Ya do have a point "

I drop the guns ,and hold my hand out to shake her hand

"The names Teo ,yours?"

[kishin asura]

Teoinsanity said
"Ya do have a point "I drop the guns ,and hold my hand out to shake her hand"The names Teo ,yours?"

She shakes your hand and replies "najimi ajimu."