Akihisa Yoshii

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Crymie-chan said
I NEED A GUN THAT SHOOTS PASTA *look like a female Italy for hetalia* PASTA!!!!!!!!!

*I look like regular old Italy* HEY! ITALY IS MY THING!

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

supertinyking said
Drac blocks the scythe swings, closing the distance, and grabbing the handle. He uses the scythe to pull Chris into a rather nasty attack, a large energy bolt.

The attack is softened by his cloak, which in reality is a tough demonic armor. The Nergal smirks and claws at Drac, his claws growing longer and razor-sharp.

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supertinyking said
Drac waits, not making the first move. Who does, on the other hand is kilroy, who rushes the undead. Drac easily blocks his attacks, and returns them in kind, denting and breaking Kilroy. Rather quickly Kilroy is put to a point he can no longer fight, and falls over."Critical damage....need...repair..." He says, weakly. Drac, in the few seconds it took him to do that, looks at the nergal infused Chris."You cannot win this. Step down." Drac growls.

"So you beat the piece of scrap metal. Big deal." The Nergal replies, rather harsh with it's words towards Kilroy. It rushes forward and strikes out, much faster than Kilroy and stronger.

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supertinyking said
"I see.....I am sorry then..." Drac says, before launching the energy blast intended for Grim at the boy. But, rather than it connecting, Kilroy again tosses his arm into the way, blocking the attack at the cost of his limb."Target locked." He says, looking at Drac. Drac moves into a combat stance, and gets ready to fight.

The being, known as a Nergal, grins a demented smile, flexing it's clawed hand, as a substance spurts from it's hand, quickly forming into a scythe. It gives the scythe some test swings, moving as if it weighed almost nothing and smirks, getting ready to fight as well.

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supertinyking said
Drac stops, dead still."...Move...." He says, less like a command, more as if he was asking. "Please...move...I don't want to hurt anymore people than I have to..." He says.

The being's mouth appears, glowing green, in a frown. It clears it's throat and, after a pause, speaks. "Fuck off."

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supertinyking said
Drac wastes no time, blowing the firearms apart with ease."I am here...to stop a future I've seen....." He says, before rushing at Grim, an energy blast ready to blow him apart.

A cloaked figure appears in front of Grim, it's eyes glowing green from under the cowl, which in itself seems to be a byproduct of something demonic and demented, with spikes protruding from the top, and little openings in the sides, glowing green. In fact, it's entire being is outlined in a thin green aura. It's hands are boney and has exposed muscle in between the bones up to where it's palm would be, it's fingers bone with green, sharp nails. Erupting from it's backside is a wicked, axe-blade-ended tail, and though it almost seems as if it'd be robotic, the exposed muscle that start reappearing towards the end to hold the blade and some hook-like boney ends on the underside show it's as much a part of him as his arm. The only reminder of the being it used to be was the tuff of brown hair bursting forth from under the cowl, as I have disappeared from Mimi and her clay counterpart. The being stands there, between Drac and Grim, protecting the reaper from any attempt by Drac to attack him. It says something to Drac, it's mouth moving, but the sounds it makes he can make neither heads nor tails of.

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supertinyking said
Standing before Castle Grim, Drac sighs."I guess this is the time I let loose....." He says, before pressing something in his ear."Start the transfusion." He says, and soon, his veins start to glow blue, as does his eyes. He smiles, and charges up a rather devistatiing energy blast. He uses said attack to break down the door, and roast whatever is in the starting room, as he charges in at hyper speeds. He rushes though the halls, heading right for the main room, moving far faster than the guards can react. What ever he was infused with, it is granting him quite the movement speed, and reaction time.

When he gets to the main room, Grim looks at him. "Drac? What in the devil are you doin' 'ere again?" He asks. Mandy growls and pulls out one of her guns. "I told them to kill you if you ever set foot in here again, those incompetent fools.." She says, standing and taking aim.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

ShadowVentus said
Michael, too tired to say anything, has no choice but to let Leon speak for both of them. "Alright. It seems only fair." Leon says as they continue walking.

The girl doesn't say much more as she walks with them for a while. In fact, her mind seems to be on something else than the here and now, and considering she's supposed to be keeping an eye on them, being off in la-la-land isn't exactly the way to go about it.

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ShadowVentus said
"Well, I suppose in some cases, it's better to be feared than loved." I comment.

"Mmhmm... Gave you something to reply to...Sorry, again, for totally leaving you hanging..." ^^'

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((Totally just realized I left Ven hanging...))
As Michael and Leon walk, a girl soon walks up and walks beside them. Her style of dress, like her mother, leaving little to the imagination, also showing off her grey, Frankenstein-esque body. It seems her body was stitched together, like patchwork, and the only part missing is her eye. Grey, like the one grey eye of mine, the only flesh part on my otherwise skeletal body, at times. It's even the same socket, the right one. She looks at them. "I'm to keep an eye on you two... Mother doesn't trust you to go around our castle alone." She says, her words devoid of any emotion, almost robotic.