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HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

((Message to everyone, if you can try draining Toguro's power, now would be the TIME.))

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Teoinsanity said
Teo gets a pair of earmuffs on "What did ya say Togy?"Teo then takes his hammer out of his pocket ,flies up in the sky ,and crashes into Togy with it

As he tries to, a force knocks him away like a nat, as pink goo seems to cling to Toguro's bones.
"Stay back fool! this is our best chance!" A voice yells into Teo's mind, telling him to please back off for a moment.

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kishin asura said
((..........screw it, it's time for plan B))Najimi reappears at the top of a tower. Smiling she checks the watch she hadn't been wearing a moment ago. "And shit hits the fan......." she looks up ".........any second now.......any second.......now.........now.........now.......should've known this would take a while........fuck........" she sits down and sighs "wish I brought something to do......"((Also, najimi's sole purpose in the rp is pwning op chars btw))

((Just want to point this out...*Thumbs towards darkside.* You created that monster...hehehehehehehehehe....))

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As the goo splattered onto the ground, the body remained, seeming dead in a sense.....

But that would be quite the foolish expectation of the daughter of darkside.

As he began to break apart, Minx leaps onto his bare bones, her body spreading over his like flesh. He then begins to feel control of himself slip.

"RELINQUISH YOURSELF TO ME!" A female voice screams in his mind, as minx uses her full power to tear at his mind, aiming to posses the rock man thing. Her body tries its damnest to absorb his power...and something is making her power to do this, far, far more potent. This is of course, as Toguro hears another voice echo with in his mind.
"My daughter is far out of your league...." Darkside says. He had hidden himself inside of minx's body, melding his power with hers. Then, with her using her powers to conceal him, had waited for a moment like this to strike. Now, with an extreme power feeding into the dual front attack, both draining his power, and assaulting his mind, Toguro might be hard pressed to fight on one or the other front.

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Akihisa Yoshii said
...I have no idea what the fuck is going on...Hi again, I'm never coming back, good luck guys ^-^ *unsubs*

Chris.....dude......

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thewizardguy said
A flood of zooming can be heard,as a massive tide of souls rushes towards the Guardians. It's as if they stood in the path of a tsunami, formed from the seperate souls of billions of different beings, all moving in eerily perfect harmony. The dark energy seems to strike it, and yet, even as some souls are surrounded, a wave of soular energy absorbs the impact. Like the power of millions of Jedi, the souls moved forward at once, completely surrounding the poor Sith who had opposed this primal force. And even as it did, the strangest thing happened.Even as the Guardians prepared a second wave of attacks, each found themselves struck by a memory. The sight of a grocery list, dim neon lights. Slowly chewing on a patch of grass, surrounded by kin. A busy street, fading away in a massive flash of light, Siblings, wrestling over the cup with the smiley face. Random, mysterious images, from a thousand lifetimes, popping into their minds, as they experience moments of lives cut short by tragedy. Humans and animals, magical and mundane, a strange, fractured image of life as a whole. And even then, a picture forms before each of them. A memory, formed from their own thoughts, their own minds. Peace. A strange moment of perfect clarity, a single mote of happinesss among the despair that filled the lives of those serving the Dark Side. The childhood memories they had clinged to, the inanimate objects and imaginary friends that had formed their only point of relevance. A construction of escape, free from all the horrors that had undoubtedly followed. For that one moment, each of them felt a supreme bliss, a peacefulness, induced by a perfectly crafted dream.They let their guard down.Millions of souls reflected off of each other, energy gathering and multiplying, a song of power as thought and power combine. The Sith, each of whom had bared their souls, synchronised with the mass of life, their own powers multiplying the soular energy, a soular blow powered by those who had fallen before. A chain of power lit up the magical spectrum of the universe, as the Sith neared the end of their dream-state. And in those last moments, those Sith were at peace. Then, everything went white, bodies and minds ripped to pieces by the force of the soular charge.Perhaps, it was their training. Perhaps, it was their natural aptitude. Or perhaps, it had been a strange mercy from this mysterious being. Maybe, even as their souls had been tearing themselves apart, they had realized their perils. Whatever the cause, the Guardians had not been killed by this otherwise fatal attack. Their bodies rendered asunder, their minds filled with conflicting bliss and hate, their souls a shadow of their former selves. It would take them long to recover, but they would live. The being known only as 5, not taking the time to harvest these souls, simply moved on, chasing it's prey.Those who have been bathed in hate their whole life, are often the most vulnerable when shown the light of hope. Such beings are blinded by it, they hold onto it, and burn themselves in it's warmth. Perhaps, if the Sith had been inherently evil, they would not have fallen so easily. But, as foolish children, they were drawn to a flame, and wiped out, as a picket fence before a storm.

Now little left then screaming, twisted and broken creatures, the two sith cried out in pain and agony...which slowly grew louder, as another challenger appeared. The wizard stood before number 5, a man in rather simple robes, and who's face showed little in the way of dark force use.
"So, this is the thing that needs taking care of? And you two nit-wits died to it?" The man asks his two allies, before shrugging, and throwing out some rather weak energy blasts at the mass of souls, which seemed to just find their place among the souls. "Pff. Easy." He says.

DC Universe: Crisis of a new Era

Question, was I allowed in? I didn't see the crimson luchador in the accept cses.

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kishin asura said
((Technically speaking, cosmos got both weaknesses BEFORE creating that universe. As such, the weakness that prevents him from rejecting both weaknesses would still be in effect....))Najimi shrugs and disappears

As she vanishes, she feels something cling to the back of her shirt.....but it might just be bits of blood from the robed man.

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Najimi Ajimu said
'Sup guys?

Not much, other than the body count.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

thewizardguy said
((Teo, you're STILL in a completely different location from Cosmos. You're with Toguro. These things are happening in different places. If you want to switch locations, please tell us that, and state WHY you're changing locations.))Toguro smiles at the trash talk, and he gathers his power in his hands. With tremendous force, he punches forward, as the very planet rocks with the force. The ground explodes sideways, as the very earth splits open. A massive chasm is revealed, the bottom of which is illuminated by the bright glow of magma. Undoubtedly, had Minx not moved aside, it would have been a deadly blow, ripping apart everything in it's path. However, Minx had managed to teleport with remarkable skill and luck, avoiding the attack the instant before it was fired, and giving her a good view of Toguro's destructive power.A blow came in from the side, and Toguro knew his opponent planned to outmaneauvre him. Nobody could match his strength, and thus one would try to beat him through speed and flexibility. However, even as it connected, Minx found the exact physical force of her attack reflected back into her fist. Had she had bones, they would have been shattered by her own strength, but as it was, it simply interrupted her energy drain progress with the instant retort. Mirror Force was still active, and any attack on Toguro would be returned instantly. However, it had been enough for Toguro to notice the drain on his power, even if it was just slight, and it amde him smile.minx, of course, was fully capable of sensing arcane energy, and even as she moved in for the second blow, now ready for the Mirror Force, she could clearly feel him move all the energy in his body to his right arm. This observation came less than a millisecond before the realization. He now had both the speed and strength of his entire form focused in one limb. It came too late, however, and Toguro's massive hand closed around Minx's face, holding her aloft, even as he laughed. "You're a scrawny fish, girl. Should I throw you back, or put you out of your misery?"

Minx laughs a bit as well. "Pretty cool move. I got to admit, you're stronger than I thought. Maybe after I beat you, I'll let you go and lick your wounds. You would make a great sith." She chuckles, as she does something really unexpected in a sense. Her head detaches from her body, which forms two large arm blades, and tries to slice off Toguro's arm right above where the energy was stored. The held head simply keeps laughing, as if stuck on repeat, as the body proceeded with it's attack.

As the large soul blob...thing, that is number five searched for the dark lord to try and destroy him, out stepped another man, obviously something in the same vein as his target. A woman, clad in black robes, but with bright red skin. Beside her, another man, one who showed not a single inch of skin over his body. Behind him, a good 40 armed guards, each eminating darkness.
"So, this is the thing the dark lord wants destroyed?" The woman asks.
"Tis such." The man replies, before verbally scoffing. With a snap, he sends his guard out to fight the soul creature, each other aiming to strike it with sheer blasts of the dark energy. It would be telekinetic, if not for how the energy seemed to still move a soul, as if it was solid.