[IC] HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

[Wraithblade6]

Mithias vaguely sees a dragon image forming on his hand. "Oh no. I wish I could save you, but maybe I should make sure Number 5 sticks around."

[Teoinsanity]

Wraithblade6 said
Mithias vaguely sees a dragon image forming on his hand. "Oh no. I wish I could save you, but maybe I should make sure Number 5 sticks around."

"ill help ya,i need to teach that guy that there is nothinglike me 'cept me"

[thewizardguy]

Mithias could feel the thousands of forces still probing his mind, as they hit the impenetrable barrier that his ancestry had gifted him. However, one message was abundantly clear, as he could feel the souls charging up with energy. "No time". The messages was transmitted both mentally and verbally, the layer of nanites vibrating to create the appropriate sonic waves. It was conveyed with a sense of urgency, an image planted into the heads of those that weren't shielded, even as Mithias found himself glowing ever more brightly. Those who had fought Stein and his ilk, or were familiar with the world of Soul Eater, could recognize the white lightning that accompanied a Soular Resonance, and almost instinctively back away.

Mithias, having never experienced soular combat, of course, was absolutely clueless.

Englufed in a pillar of light, Mithias feels a blow that can't be registered, that there is no biological sense to detect. A pain beyond what the physical form was ever meant to realize, No sensors on the body should have registered this feeling, However, it was implicit, a sense of damage, a piece torn not simply from Mithias, but from what he was, from what embodied him. His pride, his knowledge, his physical presence, his skills, his kindness, his pain. All of it was torn, ripped through, in a blinding mixture of agony and bliss, which ended in a sense of loss. His body and mind were shattered, as his very soul was shaken.

As white lightning covered the surface of Mithias' now metallic skin, the surprise attack ripped him open, blood shooting from his skin as it burst and cracked, the nanobots streaming away en masse, dispersing to the point of irrelevance. Their presence seemed to dampen, as each individual nanoboy opened it's own portal, exitting the scene just as it had come, presumably following Toguro. Mithias, in the meantime, was left in a wreck.

[ShadowVentus]

The light of the symbol fades as Michael's body finishes mending itself, bones popping into place, wounds sealing, leaving groaning in pain and gasping for air as he waits for the pain to subside. "That's...never happened before...." He manages to choke out as he wobbly stands up, attempting to catch his breath. "Woah...the hell happened to him?" Michael asks, looking at Mithias.

[Teoinsanity]

thewizardguy said
Mithias could feel the thousands of forces still probing his mind, as they hit the impenetrable barrier that his ancestry had gifted him. However, one message was abundantly clear, as he could feel the souls charging up with energy. "No time". The messages was transmitted both mentally and verbally, the layer of nanites vibrating to create the appropriate sonic waves. It was conveyed with a sense of urgency, an image planted into the heads of those that weren't shielded, even as Mithias found himself glowing ever more brightly. Those who had fought Stein and his ilk, or were familiar with the world of Soul Eater, could recognize the white lightning that accompanied a Soular Resonance, and almost instinctively back away.Mithias, having never experienced soular combat, of course, was absolutely clueless.Englufed in a pillar of light, Mithias feels a blow that can't be registered, that there is no biological sense to detect. A pain beyond what the physical form was ever meant to realize, No sensors on the body should have registered this feeling, However, it was implicit, a sense of damage, a piece torn not simply from Mithias, but from what he was, from what embodied him. His pride, his knowledge, his physical presence, his skills, his kindness, his pain. All of it was torn, ripped through, in a blinding mixture of agony and bliss, which ended in a sense of loss. His body and mind were shattered, as his very soul was shaken.As white lightning covered the surface of Mithias' now metallic skin, the surprise attack ripped him open, blood shooting from his skin as it burst and cracked, the nanobots streaming away en masse, dispersing to the point of irrelevance. Their presence seemed to dampen, as each individual nanoboy opened it's own portal, exitting the scene just as it had come, presumably following Toguro. Mithias, in the meantime, was left in a wreck.

Teo takes out a vacume and sucks most of the nanites

"Ain't gettin away that easy,I need to study these guys "

He says with a frown ,perhaps he can see what these did to mithy

[kishin asura]

thewizardguy said
Mithias could feel the thousands of forces still probing his mind, as they hit the impenetrable barrier that his ancestry had gifted him. However, one message was abundantly clear, as he could feel the souls charging up with energy. "No time". The messages was transmitted both mentally and verbally, the layer of nanites vibrating to create the appropriate sonic waves. It was conveyed with a sense of urgency, an image planted into the heads of those that weren't shielded, even as Mithias found himself glowing ever more brightly. Those who had fought Stein and his ilk, or were familiar with the world of Soul Eater, could recognize the white lightning that accompanied a Soular Resonance, and almost instinctively back away.Mithias, having never experienced soular combat, of course, was absolutely clueless.Englufed in a pillar of light, Mithias feels a blow that can't be registered, that there is no biological sense to detect. A pain beyond what the physical form was ever meant to realize, No sensors on the body should have registered this feeling, However, it was implicit, a sense of damage, a piece torn not simply from Mithias, but from what he was, from what embodied him. His pride, his knowledge, his physical presence, his skills, his kindness, his pain. All of it was torn, ripped through, in a blinding mixture of agony and bliss, which ended in a sense of loss. His body and mind were shattered, as his very soul was shaken.As white lightning covered the surface of Mithias' now metallic skin, the surprise attack ripped him open, blood shooting from his skin as it burst and cracked, the nanobots streaming away en masse, dispersing to the point of irrelevance. Their presence seemed to dampen, as each individual nanoboy opened it's own portal, exitting the scene just as it had come, presumably following Toguro. Mithias, in the meantime, was left in a wreck.

Najimi watches as this happens "....you know what? That was very rude of them." She says. She pulls a cellphone out of nowhere and dials a number. She then raises it to her ear as it rings. After a while, she says "get whatever the hell you need, we're going in." After a moment of silence she exclaims "forget about that! You can do that later! Get the EM thing you were talking about, contact the others, and meet me at the lounge." She looks at the group and says "sorry, but I have work to do. Ciao." With that, she disappears

---

The boy drops the phone "gods dammit najimi right in the middle of my work." He muttered. After all, with how important his work had been so far, one goddammit wasn't enough. He dials a number and waits

---

a little girl in a dress and yellow teddy bear bonnet picks up the phone "hello?" The girl asks. After a while, the girl smiles "yay! Now I'll have someone to play with." She says cheerfully

---

".....and that's all you really need to know." The boy's voice said. The shadowy figure listened silently. Not saying a word. Things might just get more interesting

---

Najimi appeared and looked from afar. Hidden from toguro and the others

((It begins))

[thewizardguy]

Toguro steps out of a portal and kicks Teo in the nuts. As the scientist falls to the ground, making a high squeeling sound, 5 escapes the vacuum cleaner. Anyone else who attempts to stop them from leaving is spontaneously struck by the realization that almost all the good guys are near death, and Toguro could LITERALLY just rip their dicks off one by one, and then make them eat their own genitals. Women would have their vaginas turned inside-out. Either way, it ends badly.

Got it?

Thought so.

[Akihisa Yoshii]

Kevin saw the scientist and the vampire, swiftly defeated, and growled. "Morons... Whatever fight this was, we've lost." He says simply, still not having been told WHAT THE FUCK WAS GOING ON! He looks at Michael, then he looked at the torn-up vamp and his face coils in disgust. "Soular attack... and a nasty one." Kevin ran, despite the rather nasty burns on himself, and gathered up the injured and dying, dragging and carrying them if he had to. He still had his mask on, hiding his face.

[Teoinsanity]

thewizardguy said
Toguro steps out of a portal and kicks Teo in the nuts. As the scientist falls to the ground, making a high squeeling sound, 5 escapes the vacuum cleaner. Anyone else who attempts to stop them from leaving is spontaneously struck by the realization that almost all the good guys are near death, and Toguro could LITERALLY just rip their dicks off one by one, and then make them eat their own genitals. Women would have their vaginas turned inside-out. Either way, it ends badly.Got it?Thought so.

:"na..na..NANITES ATTACK!"

the anites burst out of the vacume and on to togy

"rep.reprogramed em"

[ShadowVentus]

Akihisa Yoshii said
Kevin saw the scientist and the vampire, swiftly defeated, and growled. "Morons... Whatever fight this was, we've lost." He says simply, still not having been told WHAT THE FUCK WAS GOING ON! He looks at Michael, then he looked at the torn-up vamp and his face coils in disgust. "Soular attack... and a nasty one." Kevin ran, despite the rather nasty burns on himself, and gathered up the injured and dying, dragging and carrying them if he had to. He still had his mask on, hiding his face.

"I see...let's just hope we don't have casualties to deal with..." Michael says as he does what he can for the injured as well, using his slightly replenished magic to heal some of their more brutal wounds. Then, to preserve his strength, he produces a wrap of gauze from his pocket and dresses the minor wounds.

[thewizardguy]

A slender figure moved forward from the shadows. It had been there for some time, but there were few in this world nor the next more practised in the arts of stealth. Her dress was a long, black garb, seeming to slide along the ground like a shadow, moving to cover her form, recoiling from the merest touch of the light. Her skin was pale, framed by her pitch black hair, which flowed along her back, as she strode forward. Her slender, delicate hands ended in long nails, dyed in a bright red that glistened in the sun. Her face held a pair of large eyes, bright green in color, their irises expanding and contracting with no relation to the level of light in the area, a clear glint of insanity. They were eyes that were recognized throughout the realm, eyes with a reputation. The smile on her face would have seemed innocent, had it not been for the woman's gaze, which seemed to drill into a man's soul, and leave nothing but pain. It was not a kind smile, yet more akin to the smile of a hedonist, savoring a pleasure gained at the expense of others, smiling not at their own enjoyment, but at what they had taken from those less fortunate.

Mia smiled, as she looked over the scene of the battle. She crouched down, extending a finger into a pool of blood, only to taste of it. Slowly and delicately she licked the drop of her finger, as if she were tasting some rare breed of wine, smiling a knowing smile. Her voice was light, and in a strange way entrancing. It was not, as one would have expected, devoid of emotion. Every word bounced with the sadistic pleasure that had been eminent in her smile, as if she were halfway in between a sentence and a giggle of twisted ecstacy. "It's been such a long time since I've seen the group. So many new faces to learn! Oh, I'm sure we'll be the best of friends, no doubt. My name is Mia Gorgon, I'm so pleased to meet you all."

In this world, there are many creatures, and, as the laws of Balance would dictate, many of them are evil. Sadistic, malicious beings, who thrive on the pain and suffering of others. And those who pitted themselves against such forces had undoubtedly endured many horrors. And yet, this woman's aura, her presence, was something different, something twisted. It felt like lying in a pit of snakes, scaled bodies slithering around, a venom that was contained only because she willed it. The feelign was nerve-wrecking, and gave the almost tangible sensation of approaching death. A paranoia, inspired by the primal fear of pain. For, in essence, that was what this aura was. This girl, with her mere presence, hurt, in some way. As if the echo of torture followed her mere footsteps.

Of course, those who knew her reputation, or had faced her before, feared far more than her reputation. For she was the daughter of Stein, who had nearly brought the entire Multiverse to ruin. While by far not the most powerful being in the multiverse, Mia was one of the most feared, for her skillset as well as her cunning. For it is said that all secrets were hers for the taking, provided they were held by a being capable of feeling pain.

[thewizardguy]

Teoinsanity said
:"na..na..NANITES ATTACK!"the anites burst out of the vacume and on to togy"rep.reprogramed em"

((You do not have a vacuum cleaner that instantly reprograms nanites the size of a grain of sand. Just.... no. I let you get away with a lot of bullshit, but I made quite clear that I was moving my characters out of the scene because I wanted the plot to move on. As such, I'm going to do what I rarely do, and state that this post is to be ignored. I'm sorry for doing this, but not only is this impossible, it's hindering the story.))

[kishin asura]

thewizardguy said
A slender figure moved forward from the shadows. It had been there for some time, but there were few in this world nor the next more practised in the arts of stealth. Her dress was a long, black garb, seeming to slide along the ground like a shadow, moving to cover her form, recoiling from the merest touch of the light. Her skin was pale, framed by her pitch black hair, which flowed along her back, as she strode forward. Her slender, delicate hands ended in long nails, dyed in a bright red that glistened in the sun. Her face held a pair of large eyes, bright green in color, their irises expanding and contracting with no relation to the level of light in the area, a clear glint of insanity. They were eyes that were recognized throughout the realm, eyes with a reputation. The smile on her face would have seemed innocent, had it not been for the woman's gaze, which seemed to drill into a man's soul, and leave nothing but pain. It was not a kind smile, yet more akin to the smile of a hedonist, savoring a pleasure gained at the expense of others, smiling not at their own enjoyment, but at what they had taken from those less fortunate.Mia smiled, as she looked over the scene of the battle. She crouched down, extending a finger into a pool of blood, only to taste of it. Slowly and delicately she licked the drop of her finger, as if she were tasting some rare breed of wine, smiling a knowing smile. Her voice was light, and in a strange way entrancing. It was not, as one would have expected, devoid of emotion. Every word bounced with the sadistic pleasure that had been eminent in her smile, as if she were halfway in between a sentence and a giggle of twisted ecstacy. "It's been such a long time since I've seen the group. So many new faces to learn! Oh, I'm sure we'll be the best of friends, no doubt. My name is Mia Gorgon, I'm so pleased to meet you all."In this world, there are many creatures, and, as the laws of Balance would dictate, many of them are evil. Sadistic, malicious beings, who thrive on the pain and suffering of others. And those who pitted themselves against such forces had undoubtedly endured many horrors. And yet, this woman's aura, her presence, was something different, something twisted. It felt like lying in a pit of snakes, scaled bodies slithering around, a venom that was contained only because she willed it. The feelign was nerve-wrecking, and gave the almost tangible sensation of approaching death. A paranoia, inspired by the primal fear of pain. For, in essence, that was what this aura was. This girl, with her mere presence, hurt, in some way. As if the echo of torture followed her mere footsteps.Of course, those who knew her reputation, or had faced her before, feared far more than her reputation. For she was the daughter of Stein, who had nearly brought the entire Multiverse to ruin. While by far not the most powerful being in the multiverse, Mia was one of the most feared, for her skillset as well as her cunning. For it is said that all secrets were hers for the taking, provided they were held by a being capable of feeling pain.

"Mia gorgon." A voice chimes in next to mia "that's a name I haven't heard in quite a while."

((Guess who it is))

[ShadowVentus]

thewizardguy said
A slender figure moved forward from the shadows. It had been there for some time, but there were few in this world nor the next more practised in the arts of stealth. Her dress was a long, black garb, seeming to slide along the ground like a shadow, moving to cover her form, recoiling from the merest touch of the light. Her skin was pale, framed by her pitch black hair, which flowed along her back, as she strode forward. Her slender, delicate hands ended in long nails, dyed in a bright red that glistened in the sun. Her face held a pair of large eyes, bright green in color, their irises expanding and contracting with no relation to the level of light in the area, a clear glint of insanity. They were eyes that were recognized throughout the realm, eyes with a reputation. The smile on her face would have seemed innocent, had it not been for the woman's gaze, which seemed to drill into a man's soul, and leave nothing but pain. It was not a kind smile, yet more akin to the smile of a hedonist, savoring a pleasure gained at the expense of others, smiling not at their own enjoyment, but at what they had taken from those less fortunate.Mia smiled, as she looked over the scene of the battle. She crouched down, extending a finger into a pool of blood, only to taste of it. Slowly and delicately she licked the drop of her finger, as if she were tasting some rare breed of wine, smiling a knowing smile. Her voice was light, and in a strange way entrancing. It was not, as one would have expected, devoid of emotion. Every word bounced with the sadistic pleasure that had been eminent in her smile, as if she were halfway in between a sentence and a giggle of twisted ecstacy. "It's been such a long time since I've seen the group. So many new faces to learn! Oh, I'm sure we'll be the best of friends, no doubt. My name is Mia Gorgon, I'm so pleased to meet you all."In this world, there are many creatures, and, as the laws of Balance would dictate, many of them are evil. Sadistic, malicious beings, who thrive on the pain and suffering of others. And those who pitted themselves against such forces had undoubtedly endured many horrors. And yet, this woman's aura, her presence, was something different, something twisted. It felt like lying in a pit of snakes, scaled bodies slithering around, a venom that was contained only because she willed it. The feelign was nerve-wrecking, and gave the almost tangible sensation of approaching death. A paranoia, inspired by the primal fear of pain. For, in essence, that was what this aura was. This girl, with her mere presence, hurt, in some way. As if the echo of torture followed her mere footsteps.Of course, those who knew her reputation, or had faced her before, feared far more than her reputation. For she was the daughter of Stein, who had nearly brought the entire Multiverse to ruin. While by far not the most powerful being in the multiverse, Mia was one of the most feared, for her skillset as well as her cunning. For it is said that all secrets were hers for the taking, provided they were held by a being capable of feeling pain.

Upon hearing Mia's entrancing sadistic voice, Michael felt a very large mix of emotions hit him at once. He clenched his fists in anger, gritted his teeth in anticipation, and had a slightly fearful, yet his own sadistic look in his eye, as if a very long time ago, he had experienced a similar madness that had made his heart ice cold. He turned around, his eyes going from their usual brown to a piercing red as he faced in Mia's general direction. "Mia...it's been so long!" He states.

[Teoinsanity]

thewizardguy said
((You do not have a vacuum cleaner that instantly reprograms nanites the size of a grain of sand. Just.... no. I let you get away with a lot of bullshit, but I made quite clear that I was moving my characters out of the scene because I wanted the plot to move on. As such, I'm going to do what I rarely do, and state that this post is to be ignored. I'm sorry for doing this, but not only is this impossible, it's hindering the story.))

((Can I atleast call The Doctors office?))

[Akihisa Yoshii]

Kevin... ignored the girl. He kept tending to the wounded, and used his magic as best he could to serve the purpose. He knew very basic healing magic and as such could only really heal the lesser wounds, but it was something, and he planned to get any of the more heavily wounded that Michael wouldn't heal to a safe place... he was just still figuring out how he'd get to her...

[Wraithblade6]

thewizardguy said
Mithias could feel the thousands of forces still probing his mind, as they hit the impenetrable barrier that his ancestry had gifted him. However, one message was abundantly clear, as he could feel the souls charging up with energy. "No time". The messages was transmitted both mentally and verbally, the layer of nanites vibrating to create the appropriate sonic waves. It was conveyed with a sense of urgency, an image planted into the heads of those that weren't shielded, even as Mithias found himself glowing ever more brightly. Those who had fought Stein and his ilk, or were familiar with the world of Soul Eater, could recognize the white lightning that accompanied a Soular Resonance, and almost instinctively back away.Mithias, having never experienced soular combat, of course, was absolutely clueless.Englufed in a pillar of light, Mithias feels a blow that can't be registered, that there is no biological sense to detect. A pain beyond what the physical form was ever meant to realize, No sensors on the body should have registered this feeling, However, it was implicit, a sense of damage, a piece torn not simply from Mithias, but from what he was, from what embodied him. His pride, his knowledge, his physical presence, his skills, his kindness, his pain. All of it was torn, ripped through, in a blinding mixture of agony and bliss, which ended in a sense of loss. His body and mind were shattered, as his very soul was shaken.As white lightning covered the surface of Mithias' now metallic skin, the surprise attack ripped him open, blood shooting from his skin as it burst and cracked, the nanobots streaming away en masse, dispersing to the point of irrelevance. Their presence seemed to dampen, as each individual nanoboy opened it's own portal, exitting the scene just as it had come, presumably following Toguro. Mithias, in the meantime, was left in a wreck.

Mithias' scream pierced the air like sharp fangs. His body lost its metallic composition and therefore the magnetism it had created. The nanobots were free. Blood exploded around him as his body immitated what was concurrently happening to his soul under such a powerful attack of that nature. He collapsed face forward like a mangled corpse. Momentarily his body healed, but he did not get up.

[thewizardguy]

((I don't know what the Doctor's Office is, but feel free to do whatever. I'll step in if I feel you're doing something that makes no sense or if you're holding up the plot.))

Mia simply grinned, moving in her lithing pace, her entire body twisting as she moved forward. It was reminiscent of a snake, pacing it's prey, a notion only enforced by her slit pupils. She barely paid attention to those who spoke to her, one eye turning away from her otherwise steady gaze. Both eyes seemed to move individually, in what was quite the disturbing sight. "Ah, too long. Did you know you have the cutest scream? It's adorable, really, the way it gets all high-pitched when your skin is removed. Sorry in advance, by the way, I didn't know you were so attached to your skin. " She then smiles brightly, as she reaches Mithias, and kneels next to his body. "Now, boys and girls, you might want to look away. That was a powerful soular attack, a high-intensity focused discordant resonation. I'm going to have to perform...." a black, viscous liquid starts seeping from her fingertips, dripping down onto the ground, creating small pools of darkness. "Surgey...."

[supertinyking]

thewizardguy said
((I don't know what the Doctor's Office is, but feel free to do whatever. I'll step in if I feel you're doing something that makes no sense or if you're holding up the plot.))Mia simply grinned, moving in her lithing pace, her entire body twisting as she moved forward. It was reminiscent of a snake, pacing it's prey, a notion only enforced by her slit pupils. She barely paid attention to those who spoke to her, one eye turning away from her otherwise steady gaze. Both eyes seemed to move individually, in what was quite the disturbing sight. "Ah, too long. Did you know you have the cutest scream? It's adorable, really, the way it gets all high-pitched when your skin is removed. Sorry in advance, by the way, I didn't know you were so attached to your skin. " She then smiles brightly, as she reaches Mithias, and kneels next to his body. "Now, boys and girls, you might want to look away. That was a powerful soular attack, a high-intensity focused discordant resonation. I'm going to have to perform...." a black, viscous liquid starts seeping from her fingertips, dripping down onto the ground, creating small pools of darkness. "Surgey...."

"If you're going to preform surgery, you might want to leave it to the trained professionals." A voice called out from behind her, as a rather iconic face steps though the portal, and walks over to Mia, his body already crackling with energy, ready to fight. Bug Corest cracks his knuckles, as he looks down at the daughter of stine.
"Now, I have to ask, how did you survive eh? I swear I saw you burn to a crisp...or maybe, that was a trick of that pesky dragon emperor...." Bug chuckles a bit. He's already ready for her of course, as shown with how his eyes are glowing green, showing he is excited for a fight.

[kishin asura]

thewizardguy said
((I don't know what the Doctor's Office is, but feel free to do whatever. I'll step in if I feel you're doing something that makes no sense or if you're holding up the plot.))Mia simply grinned, moving in her lithing pace, her entire body twisting as she moved forward. It was reminiscent of a snake, pacing it's prey, a notion only enforced by her slit pupils. She barely paid attention to those who spoke to her, one eye turning away from her otherwise steady gaze. Both eyes seemed to move individually, in what was quite the disturbing sight. "Ah, too long. Did you know you have the cutest scream? It's adorable, really, the way it gets all high-pitched when your skin is removed. Sorry in advance, by the way, I didn't know you were so attached to your skin. " She then smiles brightly, as she reaches Mithias, and kneels next to his body. "Now, boys and girls, you might want to look away. That was a powerful soular attack, a high-intensity focused discordant resonation. I'm going to have to perform...." a black, viscous liquid starts seeping from her fingertips, dripping down onto the ground, creating small pools of darkness. "Surgey...."

"........." she hears a sigh "so much for a dramatic entrance." A figure levitated down and lands a few feet to her left. The figure's face obscured by what looks like scarves. Though it's pretty obvious who it is "sorry I'm late guys." Asura says as the scarves around his head unwrap themselves "lost track of time...."