CreedTheChimera

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@Wraithblade6@supertinyking
"..." Creed turns to Raiden and looks at him, still not really sure what to do next. "...Why the hell do you look like my dead friend?" Clarent sighs.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@supertinyking
"..." Creed lets his arm drop and starts walking forward. "Well that ought to-" Before he can finish his thought, he pauses as he presses his hands together before him, confused slightly at the lack of red sparking. After he remembers he pauses and sighs, putting his arms down. "Well, I don't know where we're going to find any help for you in this world. It seems everything within five-square miles has gone to shit, and probably everything else as well. Unless one of these two can do anything about it." He gestures to the two guys that turned up earlier, the 'Dark Pun' and 'Stryhwyr', he thought he heard, or maybe the names just popped up in his head. He was never good at remembering people.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@supertinyking
Creed blinks, seeing a very injured Kevin right in front of him. No, it couldn't be... "... Who are you?" Creed went from surprised to defensive, gripping Clarent's hilt, becoming more aware of his surroundings. He didn't like this one bit. The fact that someone was impersonating his friend created several different feelings within him, none of them good. Whether friend or foe, he hoped the bastard had a good reason to be stealing Kevin's form...

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@thewizardguy @Wraithblade6
Creed blinked at the sudden appearance of multiple people, driving in a convertible no less. He steps back as the car nearly hits him, and looks around at the ruins of the city. Strygwyr's grin is what brings him back to the current situation, making Creed tilt his head slightly at him. "Uhh, hello..." Is his greeting, not knowing if he was in trouble, insane, or both. "Should I know any of you?" He looks at all three of them and wonders where the hell they came from.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Creed sat there, blinking for a time before he stands up. "Well... seems I'm alone now..." He had a lot of questions, concerning why he wasn't dead and why exactly he was put here of all places. He made a decision to leave, and to try and find someone who may know what the fuck is going on. Whether or not there was a door and whether or not it was unlocked was not a question that concerned him, as he went to the Gildarts school of leaving a room. He burns a hole in the wall and walks through it, looking around for some direction to head in.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@Tyki

Creed was barely able to let out a yelp as the metal being grabbed him face first and dragged him off without much in the way of introductions. When the being released him and he realized the change of location, he calmed a bit and simply sat staring as the being dismantled and consumed the explosive. He looked between the creature and the other guy several times before deciding to speak. "Hi. My name is Creed." He holds out his hand, seeing if either of them would take it. "Nice to meetcha."

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@thewizardguy

Creed stood there, blinking, before rubbing his neck and stretching it until it cracks. "Geez, I was at peace, ready to move on... If you're going to revive me, at least buy me a drink first..." His mutterings, hopefully, went unnoticed by the two beings in front of him as he finished stretching, making sure all his appendages worked correctly. For once, there was no chatter in his head, and he was amazed at how absolutely deafening the silence could be. Jacob, Mark, Terra, Raul... All the souls had gone, reduced to energy used fruitlessly to try and revive him, failing before his revival by... whatever did revive him. After the long, yet short time he adapted to his new set of circumstances he looked at the wired-humanoid and the dragon-like creature. "Hello there, umm, yes, anyone know where I am?" He asks. The sword in his hand vibrated a bit, a sigh escaping the blade. On one hand, he was so happy that Creed was alive he felt like jumping into a humanoid form to do a little dance or some stupid shit. On the other hand, he was almost completely certain they were going to go right from being revived to being in a combat situation, again.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@thewizardguy
Ehh, sounds good.
Creed: Ready!
Clarent: And here we go again...

@Tyki

Hey. What's up Tyk?
Creed: I'd rather not be hit with tectonic plates...
Clarent: Who knows, it might do your brain some good.
Creed: HEY!
Clarent: *laughs*

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@supertinyking
*Captain Falcon appears* Falcon... PUNCH! *he drives his flaming fist right into your jaw*

@thewizardguy

Cool, lay it on me. I was thinking of Creed and Clarent, and just rolling with them for a while. I may bring back more characters, but *ahem* spoilers.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@supertinyking

Do not worry, I am tired as well, but unable to sleep as well.
Creed: You said 'as well' twice.
Me: Shaddap.

@Teoinsanity

Hey Teo.

@thewizardguy

Hey Matt. Glad to see you too. I return ready to RP.
Creed: At five in the morning. Tired. On all the drugs.
Me: I'm only on sweet tea.
Creed: Very sweet tea.
Me: I told you to shaddap you motherfuppemiphaaaaa. *I try to hit him and he sidesteps me, leaving me to crash into a wall and slide down it, groaning* Aaaaaaaaaa.
Creed: ...