[IC] HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

[supertinyking]

@kishin asura

I portal in and see cosmos ".....I honestly don't want to know...." I say [/quote] The creature looks over at you, and tilts its head, most likely a bit of flesh hanging from its maw. "Squee?" It asks, as it skitters over to you, and looks you over, smelling you, and at one point, trying to lick your hand. Hanna, up in a tree, sorta gasps at what she is seeing, not being used to any of this.

[kishin asura]

@kishin asura

I portal in and see cosmos ".....I honestly don't want to know...." I say

@supertinyking

The creature looks over at you, and tilts its head, most likely a bit of flesh hanging from its maw. "Squee?" It asks, as it skitters over to you, and looks you over, smelling you, and at one point, trying to lick your hand. Hanna, up in a tree, sorta gasps at what she is seeing, not being used to any of this. [/quote] "Uh...hi..." I say. Not sure how to react

[Wraithblade6]

I portal in and see cosmos ".....I honestly don't want to know...." I say

@kishin asura

Strygwyr, holding Hanna, watches to see if the Dark One is going to also eat Kishin.

[supertinyking]

@kishin asura

I portal in and see cosmos ".....I honestly don't want to know...." I say

@supertinyking

The creature looks over at you, and tilts its head, most likely a bit of flesh hanging from its maw. "Squee?" It asks, as it skitters over to you, and looks you over, smelling you, and at one point, trying to lick your hand. Hanna, up in a tree, sorta gasps at what she is seeing, not being used to any of this.

@kishin asura

"Uh...hi..." I say. Not sure how to react [/quote] ((I know your quote feels....)) The dark one turns to the blood seeker, teeth bared, as it leaps before him.... and it does something that would shock most. In a human voice, deep, and rather rumbling, as if speaking to a mountain, it states...one thing. "Put. Her. Down."

[Wraithblade6]

Still carrying the girl, and not harming her of course. Strygwyr answers simply, "No. We are leaving." He turns with the girl and starts walking off.

[kishin asura]

Still carrying the girl, and not harming her of course. Strygwyr answers simply, "No. We are leaving." He turns with the girl and starts walking off.

@Wraithblade6

"Dude it friggin talked." I say "I think we should probably listen..."

[Wraithblade6]

"Dude it friggin talked." I say "I think we should probably listen..."

@kishin asura

After taking a few stubborn steps, the bloodseeker again stops, although displeased about it, and then looks back at Kishin and the Dark One. His eyeless mask looks from one to the other before looking down. Seemingly having decided, he puts the girl down and speaks to them all, "We can't stay here anymore."

[Teoinsanity]

"Can't use the weapon now ,luckily for you ,creed is still alive " Teo says,slightly upbeat ,but he then continues "But unfortunately for you ,he seems pretty pissed ,so I want that back" Teo then unscrews the cannon fr the base that is attached to tog

[supertinyking]

Once the girl has been sat down, and the Dark One looks her over for wounds, it goes back to eating the corpse of Cosmos, it growing faster, and larger, as it devours the corpse. In the minute, it's finished its meal, and has now grown to the size of a small adult....and fairly more humanoid. Then, it walks over to the corpse of Eclipse, but does not begin to eat. Instead, picking up the dead angel, the Dark One places him on a hill, where the water would not touch him. Putting Eclipses hand over his heart, it seems the Dark One is paying respects...even kneeling down besides eclipse, and doing what he saw Eclipse do a few times, pray. He prayed to the goddess Eclipse followed, and wished for him to have safe passage to the after life. After paying his respects, praying, and preparing some stones to place over Eclipse, The Dark One takes Eclipse's blade, sheath, and belt, placing it on his waist, before burying the angel. After this, it returns to the others, sadness in its eyes. "We...go....to somewhere, to become strong...Like Eclipse." The Dark One says, showing its intent. It wishes to become strong...like its friend.

[Wraithblade6]

Strygwyr couldn't help but silently aid the Dark One by bringing stones. Perhaps their was some conclusion in the act, but it also got the job done more quickly. He nodded in response to the Dark One's desire to mimic Eclipse, but added nothing further. Truth was, he was going to miss the comforts of the tribal lifestyle here. The environment was different, but it just slightly reminded him of home. "Let us find higher ground." He said as he remembered the nice, dry mountains. "They will not find us if we keep moving." Hesitating, he tilted his head at Kishin curiously. "Where did you come from?"

[kishin asura]

Strygwyr couldn't help but silently aid the Dark One by bringing stones. Perhaps their was some conclusion in the act, but it also got the job done more quickly. He nodded in response to the Dark One's desire to mimic Eclipse, but added nothing further. Truth was, he was going to miss the comforts of the tribal lifestyle here. The environment was different, but it just slightly reminded him of home. "Let us find higher ground." He said as he remembered the nice, dry mountains. "They will not find us if we keep moving." Hesitating, he tilted his head at Kishin curiously. "Where did you come from?"

@Wraithblade6

"Does it really matter?" I ask

[supertinyking]

"Why run? Why hide, when we can fight." The Dark One says, drawing the eclipse blade, twirling it around a bit. Hanna, the young child, walks over to Kishin, and tugs his shirt. "Mister, do you have any food, I'm hungry...." She whines, looking dirty, cold, wet, most likely sick, and malnourished. Most likely, if she kept with the Dark One and the Blood Seeker, she could very much die.

[thewizardguy]

Toguro grins, a cocky reply dying into silence, as his arm is ripped off. In the center of a flaming pillar stands a figure, eyes burning the brightest red, anger flowing from him in great pools. The flames gather across the ground, the burning twisted seeming to condense, flowing around a single blade, Clarent, as it leaves the sheath. Flaming sword in hand, Creed stands opposite the stone golem, who staggers back from the unexpected attack. 'Damn, boy. Shoulda warned me when you did that.' With a roaring sound, the air swirls around Toguro, as his eyes glow bright purple, crackling energy shooting over his skin. Once more, his stony skin turns pitch black, as his power seems to grow to match Creeds. 'Oh, it's been too long since I went all-out. Let's finish this quickly, boy, would be a shame if one of us were to run ourselves dry.' Energy gathers in Toguro's right fist, the air seeming to shimmer around it, and not simply from the heat. 'Unless you want to make this a test of endurance!' Laughing, Toguro shoots forward, energy gathered in his fist, the ground shattering in his wake. ---------------------------------- As Killroy advances on the imitation of Kevin, 5 turns around, lightning already gathering in it's hands. 'Let us see whether you fair any better this time.' He holds up one hand, in which ball lightnign forms. 'simply know that I will not hold back. This time, we will succeed, and you will all fail. Balance will be eliminated.'

[kishin asura]

"Why run? Why hide, when we can fight." The Dark One says, drawing the eclipse blade, twirling it around a bit. Hanna, the young child, walks over to Kishin, and tugs his shirt. "Mister, do you have any food, I'm hungry...." She whines, looking dirty, cold, wet, most likely sick, and malnourished. Most likely, if she kept with the Dark One and the Blood Seeker, she could very much die.

@supertinyking

"I may have something at the cloning facility." I say

[kishin asura]

Toguro grins, a cocky reply dying into silence, as his arm is ripped off. In the center of a flaming pillar stands a figure, eyes burning the brightest red, anger flowing from him in great pools. The flames gather across the ground, the burning twisted seeming to condense, flowing around a single blade, Clarent, as it leaves the sheath. Flaming sword in hand, Creed stands opposite the stone golem, who staggers back from the unexpected attack. 'Damn, boy. Shoulda warned me when you did that.' With a roaring sound, the air swirls around Toguro, as his eyes glow bright purple, crackling energy shooting over his skin. Once more, his stony skin turns pitch black, as his power seems to grow to match Creeds. 'Oh, it's been too long since I went all-out. Let's finish this quickly, boy, would be a shame if one of us were to run ourselves dry.' Energy gathers in Toguro's right fist, the air seeming to shimmer around it, and not simply from the heat. 'Unless you want to make this a test of endurance!' Laughing, Toguro shoots forward, energy gathered in his fist, the ground shattering in his wake. ---------------------------------- As Killroy advances on the imitation of Kevin, 5 turns around, lightning already gathering in it's hands. 'Let us see whether you fair any better this time.' He holds up one hand, in which ball lightnign forms. 'simply know that I will not hold back. This time, we will succeed, and you will all fail. Balance will be eliminated.'

@thewizardguy

"Oh look. A kitten in lion's clothing. What are the odds?" A voice calls out from behind toguro in a mocking tone

[Akihisa Yoshii]

Creed growls angrily, face contorting in rage to something inhuman, as he spins Clarent around once and points him at Toguro. Both hands were clasped to the hilt, gathering all of his energy. The flames around him seem to die out, but Clarent only grows brighter before the light pouring from the now white blade becomes nearly blinding. He raises the blade above his head and with a mighty roar he throws the sword forward as hard as he can, the blade's light disappearing in seconds as it buries itself into the ice, a giant glowing arc of fire aiming to cleave Toguro in two, combining the immense heat with all of Creed's physical strength. Every ounce of his energy went into this, a fire fueled by anger, hatred, malice gripping Creed's soul. The wrath of the dragon slayer was something to at least be noticed, if not feared. "DIE!"

[thewizardguy]

Before the wrath of the dragon slayer, Toguro stood undaunted, purple lightning focusing itself around his body. Even as the flames billowed around him, and the ice evaporated, leaving only a platform of melting metal to stand on, he simply charged forward. In this sea of heat, he formed an oasis around himself, flames hissing past him, his sides slowly turning to lava. Fearless, painless, lifeless, the golem kept moving, his body reforming even as it started to melt, pressing towards Creed. The purple sparks that served as Toguro's eyes could even now be seen through the walls of radiant flame, his fist outstretched. As Clarent struck towards Toguro, it's very movement a dance of macabre beauty, the golem punched towards it. Fist struck steel, as the flames seemed, for a moment, to extinguish themselves. Then, with an explosive rush, all of the Fire Dragon's power pounded down upon Toguro, a great wall of flame held at bay only by an equal wall of sheer force. The ground shook beneath them, as the combatants were surrounded in an aura of their own arcane force, lifting into midair, unstoppable force and immovable object. Great chasms opened up beneath them, and the sky seemed to shatter, as if it could no longer bear to hold them in. Frozen clouds the size of cities began melting, beaten with blows of kinetic energy, blocks of ice raining from the sky. Toguro screamed, not in fear, but in anticipation. Slowly, the hate-filled blade moved downwards, Toguro's fist beign split into two sides, lava running downwards. Purple energy crackled over Creed's skin, veins bursting, body trembling, inner organs being smashed around by the direct application of strength. And yet, nothing stopped the descent of the blade, as Toguro's enetire arm was dissolved. A white flame, an orb of plasma, forming in that single moment. Time seemed to stand still, as layer upon layer of black rock evaporated. And beneath it all, a single core, an orb of arcane power, which Creed instinctively knew was Toguro's central 'being'. Through what remained of his torso, Clarent slowly sliced. Trembling, bursting, inches from the core, Creed could feel his philosopher's stone bringing him back, time and time again, his heart shattering only to be rebuilt, his neck snapping only to be reset, his lungs collapsing only to once more fill with the next, agonizing breath. White light. An explosion of force, as a great wave of purple energy was unleashed, battering all that stood in the area. A crater, the size of a small city. Those combatants with the least bit of sense had already fled from the area of Toguro and Creed's confrontation. Those that remained, lay now somewhere among the shattered ground below, at the bottom of this great chasm. And yet, it was there for everyone to feel, as if a veil had been lifted. Toguro was no more in this world. Like a fledgeling meteor, Creed struck the ground. His short flight, propelled by the explosion of Toguro's death, ended abruptly as he struck the ground. Already, his blood was pooling around, him. Moments later, Clarent struck the ground not far away, snapped straight in two, still glowing white hot. The valiant Dragon Slayer did not get up.

[ShadowVentus]

Meanwhile, far away from all the action in a random open, peaceful field, lays Ventus, sound asleep after stargazing only moments before he fell into another deep sleep. After an hour or two, he woke up with a pang of worry in his heart, as if a close friend of his was in grave danger. "I wonder what's going on..." He said to himself as he stood up, dusting himself and then stretching.

[Teoinsanity]

Before the wrath of the dragon slayer, Toguro stood undaunted, purple lightning focusing itself around his body. Even as the flames billowed around him, and the ice evaporated, leaving only a platform of melting metal to stand on, he simply charged forward. In this sea of heat, he formed an oasis around himself, flames hissing past him, his sides slowly turning to lava. Fearless, painless, lifeless, the golem kept moving, his body reforming even as it started to melt, pressing towards Creed. The purple sparks that served as Toguro's eyes could even now be seen through the walls of radiant flame, his fist outstretched. As Clarent struck towards Toguro, it's very movement a dance of macabre beauty, the golem punched towards it. Fist struck steel, as the flames seemed, for a moment, to extinguish themselves. Then, with an explosive rush, all of the Fire Dragon's power pounded down upon Toguro, a great wall of flame held at bay only by an equal wall of sheer force. The ground shook beneath them, as the combatants were surrounded in an aura of their own arcane force, lifting into midair, unstoppable force and immovable object. Great chasms opened up beneath them, and the sky seemed to shatter, as if it could no longer bear to hold them in. Frozen clouds the size of cities began melting, beaten with blows of kinetic energy, blocks of ice raining from the sky. Toguro screamed, not in fear, but in anticipation. Slowly, the hate-filled blade moved downwards, Toguro's fist beign split into two sides, lava running downwards. Purple energy crackled over Creed's skin, veins bursting, body trembling, inner organs being smashed around by the direct application of strength. And yet, nothing stopped the descent of the blade, as Toguro's enetire arm was dissolved. A white flame, an orb of plasma, forming in that single moment. Time seemed to stand still, as layer upon layer of black rock evaporated. And beneath it all, a single core, an orb of arcane power, which Creed instinctively knew was Toguro's central 'being'. Through what remained of his torso, Clarent slowly sliced. Trembling, bursting, inches from the core, Creed could feel his philosopher's stone bringing him back, time and time again, his heart shattering only to be rebuilt, his neck snapping only to be reset, his lungs collapsing only to once more fill with the next, agonizing breath. White light. An explosion of force, as a great wave of purple energy was unleashed, battering all that stood in the area. A crater, the size of a small city. Those combatants with the least bit of sense had already fled from the area of Toguro and Creed's confrontation. Those that remained, lay now somewhere among the shattered ground below, at the bottom of this great chasm. And yet, it was there for everyone to feel, as if a veil had been lifted. Toguro was no more in this world. Like a fledgeling meteor, Creed struck the ground. His short flight, propelled by the explosion of Toguro's death, ended abruptly as he struck the ground. Already, his blood was pooling around, him. Moments later, Clarent struck the ground not far away, snapped straight in two, still glowing white hot. The valiant Dragon Slayer did not get up.

@thewizardguy

"BUTTTLER BOTS!" 5 little butler bots pick up the pieces of the clarent and creed, "Take em to the bus,quick!"

[supertinyking]

Toguro grins, a cocky reply dying into silence, as his arm is ripped off. In the center of a flaming pillar stands a figure, eyes burning the brightest red, anger flowing from him in great pools. The flames gather across the ground, the burning twisted seeming to condense, flowing around a single blade, Clarent, as it leaves the sheath. Flaming sword in hand, Creed stands opposite the stone golem, who staggers back from the unexpected attack. 'Damn, boy. Shoulda warned me when you did that.' With a roaring sound, the air swirls around Toguro, as his eyes glow bright purple, crackling energy shooting over his skin. Once more, his stony skin turns pitch black, as his power seems to grow to match Creeds. 'Oh, it's been too long since I went all-out. Let's finish this quickly, boy, would be a shame if one of us were to run ourselves dry.' Energy gathers in Toguro's right fist, the air seeming to shimmer around it, and not simply from the heat. 'Unless you want to make this a test of endurance!' Laughing, Toguro shoots forward, energy gathered in his fist, the ground shattering in his wake. ---------------------------------- As Killroy advances on the imitation of Kevin, 5 turns around, lightning already gathering in it's hands. 'Let us see whether you fair any better this time.' He holds up one hand, in which ball lightnign forms. 'simply know that I will not hold back. This time, we will succeed, and you will all fail. Balance will be eliminated.'

@thewizardguy

'Both mathematically, and literally, you're doomed to fail....a robot should understand this...has your souls corrupted you? Well, when I am finished, I will download your memory, and study it...to see, where you failed.' Kilroy says, as his arms turn a strange silver color, as they morphed into two large energy cannons. Kilroy's feet produced flame, and he flew into the air, firing. He saw the electricity based attack form, and he was ready for it. He began to open fire, a volley of shots, aimed at destroying the robot...but leaving a large portion of it unharmed, for study. If Kilroy shared anything with his creator...it was the sense of morbid curiosity.