Tyki

Hell's Coffee Lounge: You're gonna have a bad time....

@supertinyking@thewizardguy

The hand placed over stephen's mouth is rather quickly intercepted and moved, the palm being held between the thumb and forefinger in a grip that the diplomat could recognize as vaguely martial-arts inspired and would really hurt the harder he tried to remove his hand from it. "you weren't there for the last chaos storm so don't speak like you understand this particular enemy. Also, this 'klonos' can only stall against such creatures. they will come, and they will skull fuck each and every one of you to death barring swift and decisive action." stephen says with a sigh before relinquishing the diplomat's hand, his comment aired.

Abandon All Hope: An Old-fashioned Dungeon Crawl.

@Rhymer

elaborate?

Abandon All Hope: An Old-fashioned Dungeon Crawl.

Name: Kalico
Title(s): Demon wind, ominious one, The hated one, i think he just stole my wallet!, mother fucker

Patron God: Typhon, titan of calamity
Patron’s Domain: As the father of all monsters and herald of all things apocalyptic, his gifts convey the total control of all things monstrous (excluding the undead and things of an eldritch nature because that would be retarded) as well as control over storms, earthquakes, flaming goats falling from the sky, pretty much anything along those lines.

Aspect of Patron’s Domain: Calamity and monsters

Appearance:

Black feline beastman (furry basically because i'm pulling him from elsewhere) of around 5'11, thin with a bit of muscle, yellow left eye and blue right eye, though most can't tell as he always appears to have them closed.

General Apparel: Black jeans, loose t-shirt, and a red trench coat with layered armor built in

Armor/Weapons/Equipment: Armored trench coat, dual metal fans

Magical/Divine Abilities: Wind/storm magic mostly, earth/destruction magic rarely, Eyes of domination (Explanation: the only divine ability he has, any monster locked in his gaze cannot disobey a given order even after the gaze has been broken) almost never unless something really pisses him off.

Celestial hatred: all other gods hate him. all of them. from every pantheon. ever. typhon is the only being in the celestial plane that likes him and it's specifically because he hates all the other gods too. so much celestial hate causes him to have so much bad luck he's had to learn wind and earth magic so he can prevent meteors from falling on him at the age of 12

Personality: logical and blunt. When he hates something, you will know it.
Likes: Honesty, peanut butter and honey sandwiches, Men, and wrecking the ever loving shit out of assholes.
Dislikes: gods, assholes/dueche bags, and dishonesty
Fears: the encroaching effects of stupidity and ignorance on society at large.
Aspirations: becoming a god so he can punch zues in the dick. no shitting you, he literally just want to punch most gods in the dick personally.

Relationships: None
Allies: Typhon, and Most sentient monsters
Enemies: Every pantheon ever. Seriously. he's pissed all of them off at some point or another.
Loyalties: nope

History: Kalico was born to a poor family, the thirteenth child and also a seventh son of a seventh son, putting him in an odd posistion where the village elder was torn on whether to have him executed to trained as a priest, so he did a mix of both: he discommunicated him at the age of three days old and booted him out of the village. At the age of twelve he came back, beat the shit out of that elder's replacement, realized it was the wrong elder, and went to go beat the shit out of THAT elder and actually managed to kill him due to his old age and Kalico's talent for magic. After killing his previous elder, kalico took some time to go through the small, rural village he'd been born into and personally smacked all of the stupid ones upside the head, defaced their idols, and told them and all they worshiped to kiss his ass. As you can probably guess, this is about when the first meteors started falling. Ever since then it's been pretty much the same old story of him coming across a village, fucking it's priesthood (sometimes literally depending on the priests *looks vaugely at the slaaneshi precepts*) and then defacing their idols, pretty much becoming a hated demon in the eyes of most people. In his travels he came across the large amounts of "adventurers" that were little more than genocidal maniacs with giant, throbbing murder boners for monsters. He very swiftly expanded his swathe of destruction to included adventurers, earning him the respect and adoration of most any sentient monster and even the non-sentient ones in some occasions, causing him to become truly noted by Typhon, which personally possesed the nearest satyr, gave him a hug, and gave him his blessing, naming him his next great prophet. After a few years he got pointed in the direction of hell and told "go in there, get some orb satan stole, and you can punch the gods right in the dick personally" so off he went. i'm not good with bios. i don't like them and i find them to mostly be unneccessary info dumps that are dry and boring to read. hope you found this one at least sort of enjoyable :P

Abandon All Hope: An Old-fashioned Dungeon Crawl.

i think i'll hop in as well *pets grey with a cactus* :P

Multiverse Rising (Always in need of New Friends)

@thewizardguy

Stephen stood ready for apocalypse, his arm blurring and sonic booms coming off the strikes as he made a cross cut along the creature's body, the cells along the cut severed perfectly which would have killed most creatures, yet the one before him was not most creatures. It's skin knit together nearly instantly, the wounds which should have rendered it at least phased did nothing as it simply ran while it healed, going mach two almost immediately, the sheer acceleration rate catching Stephen off guard only for him to lower briefly into a runner's stance before launching himself full tilt at the monstrous being that had shrugged off his blows so easily. While he could catch it easily, the speed at which they were going had given it a considerable head start in the mere seconds it had been given, giving it enough time to easily encroach on the god emperor's domain only for a gout of fire and light to encompass it completely. Like a smite from the heavens the sky seemed to open up to lay fire and raw energy down on the creature, dissolving it at an atomic level and reforming it into a puddle of assorted, raw elements on the floor, the shockwave from the attack creating the only real problem for the crystal-clad warrior as it was strong enough that it completely demolished the remnants of his clothing that had survived the gravity bomb, shielding the wounded krogan from the raw kinetic force as he was launched back, using his blade to catch himself before the heat began to pour out. While thermal energy was easily converted into the mystical energy Stephen's body craved, the sheer amount being presented to him created a rather interesting challenge in terms of developing the proper surface area and storage space to house it. In less than a second, Stephen righted himself on the ground and twisted the hilt of his sword, urging it to expand into a mighty shield, protecting himself and the unconscious krogan as he braced himself. The heat seemed to twist and sink into the shield, the flames seeming to be eaten as though by a beast of infinite appetite, only causing said shield to grow bigger and bigger until it was the size of a small home, Stephen's body sharing the load the energy presented while the kinetic force caused the crystalline structures to take on a surprisingly menacing appearance as it grew.

Once the blast had ended and the personal battles against it lay complete in either victory or defeat, stephen rose with a sigh, his crystals having formed into proper armor (as well as a covering due to the destruction of his clothes) he began to walk over to the god emperor, completely oblivious to the titles and strength this particular individual had before doing something rather ubsurd: flicking his forehead like a parent might a child. "Think before you blast idiot. you nearly killed everyone here, and don't try and write it off as 'oh, this creature had to be destroyed right then and there' NO you're strong enough that you could have transported it elsewhere before blasting it so that no one was put at risk." Stephen yelled, chewing out the closest thing to a god the people gathered there had ever come into contact by before pinching the bridge of his nose in exasperation. He was quite clearly human despite his augments and seemed to remain untainted by the powers of chaos. In fact he appeared to be untainted by most anything really, though he did give of the same strange, heavenly aura the emperor himself exuded, creating a unique dilema where the one that thought himself to be the grandfather of all men was being chewed out by one of his own.

Hell's Coffee Lounge: You're gonna have a bad time....

@thewizardguy

"ye've got about two minutes. five if you're lucky. These beings are on their way now from the looks on the psychic's faces and their method of warfare isn't so much warfare so much as complete and total annihilation via possessing the populace, mutating them, and sicking them on the rest of the populace that didn't mutate. should that fair then they'll just blow them the fuck up. There will be nothing left barring the protection of one of two people. Myself or the god over there" stephen says evenly, thumbing towards the ship he'd come out of as he mucks about with his hand, looking it over while he lets the other two present mule the situation over, his indifference towards the matter showing how little a threat the encroaching force posed for him.

Multiverse Rising (Always in need of New Friends)

@Absolis

if you're familiar with LoL he has lux's ult on a "shits and giggles" button. Anyway. imma head to bed, may not get around to replying until friday cause work .-.

Multiverse Rising (Always in need of New Friends)

@Absolis

he actually can't do magic. he's not a mage. the lexicon lets him nom magic along with most other kinds of energy at varying rates depending on the energy (basically)

EDIT: he can shoot lasers though. that's about as close to magic as he gets though.

Multiverse Rising (Always in need of New Friends)

@Absolis

SGT easy was actually the one that did the whole gravity bomb thing, stephen just showed up towards the end of it .-.

EDIT: if you're talking about stephen standing over Apocalypse, no, no one shotting happened. he's just standing over him with a molecular chainsaw .-.

EDITEDIT: cellular*

Multiverse Rising (Always in need of New Friends)

@Pirouette

steel wasn't invented all that long after iron smithing. it's just it wasn't KNOWINGLY invented until early-mid dark ages. The tech level in that particular universe is (to put it in terran terms) in the grey area where iron and bronze were both still being used. The trixy bit about this universe is that not only does it have infinite parallel universe, but it also, simultaneously has those same parallel universes in three different ages.