Akihisa Yoshii

An Innocent Game

I'm fine with anything, I just really want this to move forward. It's a cool idea and I want to see how it unfolds...

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

...and i thought i had problems.

@Wraithblade6

XD Feeling better now? or did I fail horribly?! ;-;

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Shoot me in the face!!! IN THE FACE!!! NOT THE KNEE! NOT THE ARM!! NOT THE SPINE!!! — FACE!!! OHH MY GOD, SHOOT ME IN THE FACE!!!

An Innocent Game

As Disturbed's 'Ten Thousand Fists' played on in his ears, Damian gazed upon the house and studied it carefully. The house looked as abandoned as it was, broken and spooky to the Average Joe. To Damian, it was just a house that badly needed to either be torn down or fixed up. Something was in one of the windows, but as he went to see what it was the... thing was gone. His eyes narrowed, but he said nothing. He looked down at the people who he mostly called his... friends... he couldn't hear a word they said, but their lips moved and he made out Josive's question. "I'm just here because everyone else is..." He said, softly, his first words since he woke up that morning. His parents never spoke to him, except a few 'good morning' grunts when he entered the kitchen, while they focused on work and conversing about the newspaper. He never responded, just sitting down to eat and then leave, without even a goodbye. He pushed that thought from his mind and sighed to himself. He was with his... friends, so he could be more social and open, right? Oddly, the thought scared him more than staying quiet... so he didn't say much after that line. He followed when the house was entered. It smelled as old as he knew it was, but that didn't bother him so much. Before long he felt as the door slammed shut and saw the little girl appear before them. Somehow, he heard her, despite the screaming of his music in his ear, and she wasn't loud or anything, just heard through the music despite it all.

"You better hide~"

And then she was gone, instantly. Damian remained poker faced through the entire thing. "...Really?" He shook his head. "A bloody little girl? How tasteless... Could at least put some effort into it..." His thoughts were a lot more bold than he allowed his voice to be. He moved rather than talked, and as Wanaka voiced that she was moving forward, obviously frightened, he walked past, with slow, deliberate, measured steps that allowed him to study his surroundings, swinging the flashlight back and forth slowly to survey the room and the others around it. His thoughts wandered, and he reflected that the granola bar in his backpack wouldn't hold him over the entire night. That's how long they had to stay there, right? Yeah. He desperately hoped someone else had food, as the thought of being stuck there hungry discouraged him more than the little girl did... for now.

The Experiment Subjects

*gives RP CPR* We need more people, I don't want this to die ;-; Yet

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Aaaaaaaaawh... Wiz said the F word! o.o!

@Wraithblade6

Yes, yes he did. Wiz does that sometimes.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Clarent sat up and stood, staring at Minx and Darkside. For some reason he felt an odd sense of guilt, as if this were his fault, for no reason... An image of Creed flashed through his mind and his face darkened before he shook his head. He lost masters before, this one was no different. There was absolutely no reason for Clarent to have expected anything more. He sensed that danger had passed him, and now he felt the overwhelming need to rest. He focused, trying to turn back to the form of a blade, and he glowed, but the light seemed to sputter and die. He blinked. "What the hell...?" He thought to himself. He tried again, and this time he didn't even glow. He was... stuck, in a human form. Slowly his vision faded and the humanoid sword blacked out, falling forward and curling up, sleeping rather peacefully. For some reason he... grew a cat-like tail? It swayed to and fro, and looked completely out of place, as if he did it on purpose just for the sake of having it...

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Clarent shifted in his slumber, his sword form vibrating lightly in Teo's pocket. The planet he resided on was about to get blown away... He assumed he'd have to get out of here, but how would he do that? Oh yeah... he had that thing... Grunting, Clarent bounced out of Teo's pocket and buried himself to the hilt in the ice. "Shit..." He thought, "I need to get out of this form..." He pondered how he could do such a thing, desperate to be able to sleep more. "There was that one thing..." He thought out loud, and suddenly a giant flaming exclamation point appeared above the blade. "I know!" He exclaimed, oblivious to the cataclysmic events happening not too far away. He began vibrating faster and faster, bouncing around like a crazed fish. "How did this work again? I've seen Excalibur do it but I don't know..." The sword stopped bouncing around and began glowing. "AHA!" He cheered, as he flew into the air and he grew brighter. He grew arms and legs, his hilt extending to a head, and his body widening and thickening into a human body. Hmm, how would he look? Maybe nineteen and red hair, it seemed fitting for the sword of flame, and much cuter than Excalibur could ever manage! And so he was, and before he could take in his new body he forgot he was about ten feet in the air, and falling. "...SHIIIIII-" His body hit the unforgiving ice, headfirst, crumpling into a heap. Before anyone could bat an eye he was up, and looking around. He cracked his neck and studied his surroundings. "So, how do I get out of here...?"

An Innocent Game

... *pokes everyone* ...

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Hey look I'm still not dead x3

@Kaichiiro

Hi