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HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

thewizardguy said
Far above the marshlands floated a figure, clawed feet treading on a carpet of runes, forming some form of barrier for him to stand on. His nearly translucent pearly skin shimmered in the faint sunlight of the red sun around which the planet orbited. A pair of bright blue eyes searched below, as he growled. It was a deep, guttural sound, not at all pleasant. It quite accurately depicted his opinion of his current situation.The thick mists this planet generated clouded the surface from his eyes, and some kind of powerful natural energy flowed through the swamp. Most likely the presence of some local nature deity, or perhaps a pantheon of spirits. Whatever it was, it was messing with his senses, and pinpointing his prey had become quite a hassle. If he continued to rely on arcane vision he'd never find them. Within such an area as this, it would be nearly impossible to find even the most obvious of targets, and it was quite possible that these people were versed in stealth, hiding from his eyes. Anyone who a being like Genocide considered to be a threat would be a dangerous opponent, with the appropriate combination of intelligence and power. He couldn't touch down to the ground for fear of a sneak attack on him, but from the sky he couldn't find his prey. Truly he was face with....Then he spotted a massive glowing angel fly past, practically wearing a neon sign.For a moment, Cosmos simply stared. Then he simply shrugged, and made the assumption that they perhaps had more brawn then brains. Even someone stupid enough to do something as obvious as fly around in the sky on glowing wings while attempting to hide could be dangerous, provided they had enough raw magical or physical power. It was, in fact, Toguro's entire purpose in life to be the incarnation of that brawn. However, there was a reason he was the strategist of the group, and he would make sure to know his opponents better before facing them this time.Manipulating the wind was an easy feat, and in doing so he shrouded himself in mist. Now that he had a lock on on the angel, following him was a piece of cake, and also led to the discovery of the red-clad humanoid. Both of them were pieces of work, contracted to higher beings, invisible magical chains placed on their minds and bodies. Were they aware of these chains, of the limits that had been placed upon them? It did not matter. They were a pair of zealots, admittedly for different Gods, but their devotion would make them difficult. Such people could often not be intimidated, persuaded or bribed, and would die before losing face for their goals. But this also shone some light on an excellent strategical opportunity.Just from a glance, Cosmos could tell that the red-clad humanoid worshipped a far more bloody god. His Contract felt ancient, it felt like a primal being, most likely more of a spirit than a God. The Angel, however, reeked of righteousness and purity, a God of Order and Absolutes. A far more morally strict deity, most likely presiding over a pantheon of lesser deities and worshipped by an advanced society. Both were 'divine' beings, but that was perhaps the only comparison that could be made, and it was in this contrast that he would find his strategy. He would turn the two against each other, and as they fought, he would defeat the weakened victor. Then, the Dark One would be his for the taking, for whatever purpose Genocide had in mind.he trailed the figures through the marsh. In this environment, hiding his presence was an easy feat. Occasionally, the red-garbed man had turned, and sniffed the air, as if attempting to catch his scent. Cosmos had taken notice of this, and altered the wind around him to prevent the humanoid from sniffing him out. The Angel, in typical fashion, remained completely oblivious to the danger, lacking the hunter-prey instincts of the red-garbed humanoid. The Dark One, unformed as it was, was impossible to judge, and even if it had sensed Cosmos, it's indecipherable motives did not cause it to warn it's current guardians. Had it known Cosmos was there, would it have been intelligent enough to realize the danger, or would it even care, seeing as how it personally would not be endangered? Cosmos decided to save these questions for a later time, when he was more at liberty to experiment.With patience, Cosmos stalked his prey into a settlement. The locals were a primitive group of amphibious humanoid creatures. Cosmos could instantly tell the Shaman apart from the rest of them. This individual had some form of connection with the vague magical entity that encompassed this swamp, similar but also different from the Contract that bound the zealots. He would be wary of this individual. However, he would not be sufficiently skilled nor versed in the ways of magic to counter Cosmos, regardless of the power of this local deity. Power was useless in the hands of those who did not know how to use it. After quite some time, something quite interesting occurred. The red-garbed humanoid came out from his tent, blades in hand. Bloodlust was clear in it's eyes, and yet it appeared to be headed away from the camp. It was easy to figure out what the purpose of this little excursion would be, and it would be all the more fun to exploit it to his advantage. With a simple gesture, Cosmos changed the wind, as the fog suddenly turned to a wall before strygwyr. He then ladened it with spells of misdirection, to remove one's sense of way and, particularly, smell. Anytime Strygwyr would attempt to leave the camp, he would find himself turned around, heading right back in.Soon, he would have turned all of them against each other. Even now that the red-garbed zealot knew he was being meddled with, there was little he could do without targeting Cosmos, who was careful to hide himself from smell, sight, and arcane sense. From this point on, turning them all against one another would be easy, and once the majority of his possible opponents were dead, his job would become a walk in the park.

As the creature Cosmos watched, and beheld the angel, and the crimson terror, he saw something else, with the angel, a small pit of darkness, flying beside him.......and to Comso's arcane senses, he beheld a creature with exceptional magical potential.
The dark one had been watching, and had been doing something...learning. It had grown large, leathery wings, making it look like a bat-snake-bug now, and on its waist, held there by a skin belt, is a small, stone spear like weapon. The dark one had also grown rapidly, going from three year old size, to ten year old. Already, it was growing...and it was rapid.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Wraithblade6 said
The vampire lingers a moment before following Bug. It was so strange and surreal, how Bug could have such a loving family when he wasn't even their own. Both his father and mother, as he called them, were some kind of undead monsters themselves, and so unlike the self-aware nature spirit they had adopted. What had made them this way? Were they always loving beings? Mithias smiled politely at Eurka, knowing she could tell nothing of his thoughts. "Families are all too rare these days." He said and then took advantage of the portal before it closed. Back in Tsubaki's lab... or garage rather, Mithias recognized his friends. "Tsubaki. How long have we been gone? Are you able to get us to Drac now?"

"Quite...I'd like for you to follow me." Tsubaki says, waving for the vampire and the hive to follow her. Mithias notices something else, another presence waiting for them....
As the group walks out, the two behold a sight that would put others into shock, some into awe, and a few would just be like "I could do better"....but they are assholes.

Before the three, stood a large, two story tall gate, into what seems to be a dark blue portal, which twists and turns, lighting arching from the tear in reality itself, an impressive device to say the least.

"Behold, the ultima gateway, my latest and greatest creation!" She calls out, a mad woman's grin plastered over her face.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Wraithblade6 said
The vampire lingers a moment before following Bug. It was so strange and surreal, how Bug could have such a loving family when he wasn't even their own. Both his father and mother, as he called them, were some kind of undead monsters themselves, and so unlike the self-aware nature spirit they had adopted. What had made them this way? Were they always loving beings? Mithias smiled politely at Eurka, knowing she could tell nothing of his thoughts. "Families are all too rare these days." He said and then took advantage of the portal before it closed. Back in Tsubaki's lab... or garage rather, Mithias recognized his friends. "Tsubaki. How long have we been gone? Are you able to get us to Drac now?"

"Quite...I'd like for you to follow me." Tsubaki says, waving for the vampire and the hive to follow her. Mithias notices something else, another presence waiting for them....
As the group walks out, the two behold a sight that would put others into shock, some into awe, and a few would just be like "I could do better"....but they are assholes.

Before the three, stood a large, two story tall gate, into what seems to be a dark blue portal, which twists and turns, lighting arching from the tear in reality itself, an impressive device to say the least.

"Behold, the ultima gateway, my latest and greatest creation!" She calls out, a mad woman's grin plastered over her face.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Wraithblade6 said
Eruka's singing finally stops and Mithias shakes the fog off. "Ah. Adopted mother I take it." He rightly decided to keep any further comments about the strangeness of Bug's family to himself. "Well then. I'm Mithias, Mrs. Drac. We're trying to find your husband, and I believe we just received a solid lead." Mithias glances at Bug and points to his earpiece. "I can't say I recommend following us. It is going to be very dangerous, not to mention that we have to also save the universe when we get back. ... It's terrible what happened to Drac, but if we're to do anything about it, we need to get moving. Bug, do you have that portal again?"

Bug pulls out his portal key, and uses it, another portal opening, the smell of hot metal, and oil being strong enough to rival the smell of death and decay the forsaken realm was known for poured out. "Don't worry mom, I'll get dad back, safe and sound." Bug says, and Eruka sighs. "Just...becareful....I'd hate for you and your father to be lost..." She says, quietly, as if on the verge of crying. Bug, sensing her sadness, gives her a hug, and she hugs back.
"I promise, I'll get him home safe..." Bug says, before prying himself out of the hug, and leaping away, though the portal.
"Be safe!" Eruka calls after him, before sighing. "So reckless....." She mutters. "Just like his father..."

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

thewizardguy said
As Leeroy speeds through the halls, he finds his abilities immediately useful. Mia is.... in the walls! And the floor! And the ceiling! It didn't take long for Leeroy to realize that this entire building was infused with Black Blood, giving Mia the ability to control it, as well as sense anything within. However, it didn't take long for him to hit a door. Still, he could feel the cold eyeless gaze on his back from behind as he found himself stuck, with no visible means of opening said door. The sound of something metal scraping over the floor seemed to echo far behind him in the darkness, and yet he resisted the urge to turn around. If he did, he had no doubt that whatever was there would act, and most likely in highly unpleasant ways.

Leeroy, sorta strapped for time, does something very unwise. As he runs up to the door, he leaps, infusing his kick with his magical distruption ability, aiming to simply snap the door in two. This spirit behind him reeked of some sort of darkness evil..but it was a child, still..
"After dealing with Mia, I'll free her from whatever hold Mia has over her..." Leeroy thinks.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Leeroy raced about, avoiding the creature, but formulating a plan. The treant thought, and thought, as he raced and raced, before he had thought of maybe...something. "Mia! I guess you're to much a coward to fight me yourself. Figures, the evil are always weak..." Leeroy called out. He had to think of something, and possibly, he did. Possibly, being the major key word here....

As he raced the ghost, odd, green pulses passed though leeroy, into the ground, and though it. Almost like echo-location, these pulses were meant to find something....Mia. As the pulses arched though the walls, and floor, they should alert Leeroy to the location of anything magical in nature, but for Mia, it should cause a flash of pain when they reach her...for it should cause her black blood, for only a moment, to almost seem to return to normal, before falling under her control again. As the wave passed over those, kept alive thanks to mia's magic and techological abilities, the mystical powers that held them there should begin to weaken. The girl, who followed Leeroy, seemingly seeking to harm him, would feel the pulses as well, magic with in her being disrupted, weakly. If not, it would create an odd feeling, of..peace.

When leeroy, if he could, would of found the location of Mia, he would of started to charge to the spot, walls or not, his body getting a dark green glow about it.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Wraithblade6 said
Mithias initially jumped when he heard a voice. It was Tsubaki. He heaved a sigh of relief, remembering the device in his ear. He wasn't sure if She could hear him, so he spoke mostly to himself as he turned away from the torn-up library, "I suppose I should get Bug next."

"You're not going to "get" anything." A female voice says, which sends chills down the spine of the vampire, and Aono as well. A hostile voice, one dripping with slight rage, yet...an odd, disturbing deathly calm....It was the banshee queen of the forsaken, the frog witch Eruka. Then, to Mithias...the sounds of an angel flutter to his ears, sending an odd wave of peace washes over him, as he grows tired......

"Mom, he's helping me find out where dad got thrown too, please don't put him into a coma..." Bug groans, his fingers in his ears, as he walks into Mithia's sight.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

thewizardguy said
As Tsubaki studies this mysterious artifact, she finds it to be rather boring. Originally presenting an interesting mystery, as she had not recognized the technology from any of the many planets she had visited, which was intriguing in and of itself. Then there was the fact that it had Drac's name scratched onto the surface. This subtle clue made it fairly obvious that something was going on, and more than likely this artifact held the key to some important mystery or piece of information that would aid in the solving of some puzzle. Perhaps there were lives on the line, perhaps more than a few. However, despite all this, as she studiously examined and dismanteled the device, she found that it was a complete waste of space. The compound seemed to resemble that of a solar panel, or some other form of energy absorption plate. It definitely functioned on electricity, and was for the rest incredibly low-tech, nothing revolutionary about it. However, the stupidest thing was that this thing didn't even work, for some reason the area where normally focusing lenses would be placed was filled with a couple of useless salt-like substances. Absolutely pointless in every regard. Whomever had designed this was obviously a clueless moron, with no idea how to create anything worthwhile.Of course, then there was one last thing. She would have liked to discard it at this point as junk, however she had always been a methodical person. She followed all regulations, and that included scanning it for dimensional anomalies. And the results were stunning. This thing was tethered, through the fabric of reality, creating a tiny rift in and of itself, although not large enough for matter ot pass through, that could transmit energy. With the right machinery, this could quite easily be expanded, following this trail through the as-of-yet unbreachable walls around one of the Mystery Dimensions. These were worlds that could not be entered with conventional interdimensional travel, locked off from outsiders.

Tsubaki grins widely, as she drops a pair of wielding goggles down onto her face, as she begins to work. She starts to construct this gate way to a new world, dis-assembling other portal devices, re-configuring them, and creating something...epic in scope. Soon, she drags the materials outside, before her workshop, as she keeps working, building...a gate. As she worked, another thing appeared to help her, a creature able to mend together this tech, and who knew of the plight of drac, and his ilk.....but who, well, that's a surprise.....Soon, Tsubaki calls her allies, Bug and Mithias, and tells them of her findings, and to return to her workshop.