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It's Time For An Adventure!!!!

Name: Uth-Mind Defiler
Class: Cult Leader
Race: Deamon
Main Hand: Deamon claws.
Off Hand: Claws.
Secondary Weapon: Dagger up his sleeve for surprise attacks.
Armor Type: Cloth
Magic: Conversion: Can turn a being with a soul into a servant, if he managed to defeat them. Every servant obeys him with total lack of will, making them puppets. They are weak, and feeble minded, compared to who they used to be. In each servant holds a small amount of Uth's essence within them.
Deamonic mist: Sending a blast of mist out, it acts as a toxin to any creature, organic, or automaton. Several bursts in rapid succession makes the poison's delayed effects far more powerful.
Deamonic regeneration: When killed, Uth can regenerate from a servant, becoming slightly stronger after each death.
Skills: Deception: He is able to trick, and lie with rather exceptional skill.
Manipulation: He is able to get the weaker willed to listen to his command, even if they aren't servants...yet.
Underhanded fighting tactics: A master of fighting dirty, Uth doesn't mind forgoing honor, for a victory.
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Personality: Slick, greasy, and nearly Bi-polar in mood, Uth is unstable, yet extremely apt at creating nearly perfect plans. Few have managed to see past his trickery, and fewer have stopped him. Uth may seem to be your best friend..until you turn your back, for a well placed dagger.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

A battle raged in hell, Space, and many other fronts.

Many died....

Many more were enduring pain and missery beyond anything they'd face before....

A mother, burnt to a crisp....

A son, battling a monster far worse than he.....

A daughter, dragging her mother away from the battle....

This had to be stopped.

As Drac managed to wrestle open a portal, and he collapsed within his home, he crawled to what would be possibly his final resting place.... Lifting himself up into the chair, he put on the headset to this multiversal comms station. He had this created after the Stine incident.....

"If you can hear me, now, listen. A threat to all existence is at hand...and we need help. To all that can hear this, good, or evil...we need help. We must band together, or we all shall perish in a void of oblivion....Call upon your strength. Prepare your armies...If we fail, all die....This...is war." Drac speaks into his microphone, and then collapses, his eyes drifting shut....sleep, was calling.

A thousand men heard this call, and a many ignored it, figuring it to be nothing more than just a farce...

But some listened to the call.

As the battle in hell was waged, a portal opened, and a figured stepped out, in between the demon child Ozzy, and the monster Five. As their blows clashed, both their strikes were caught with wooden hands.

"Five, you and Mia sought to destroy me, and release the rotten evil in my soul. You have failed, and now, you're plan will be stopped!" Leeroy calls, but he also looks to Ozzy. "And you're days of stealing souls is over, as well demon."

The bounty hunter clashed blades with the samurai, the dragon blade wielding fellow could see the smile of insanity on his foe's face, as he laughed. "This is fun! You'd better switch up the condiments, cause this weak sauce isn't cutting it..... I KILLED A FUCKING DRAGON!" He lets out, giddy with joy.

Before cosmos, a large portal opened, as a figure stepped out of it before him. A knight, who was a constant shade of brown, or a tan. The clayman, who's body seemed to disrupt magic with every touch. "So, you're friends were the ones who put Kilroy down? You'll regret that, he was a good friend." The monster says, before creating his blade, and charging at Cosmos.

The armies of hell and the forsaken opened retreat ways, and each fell back. Their presence, was no longer needed. The big guns had moved in, and now, they could fall back.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@Akihisa Yoshii

Minx growls, her arm twitching from pain, as soon Clarent would feel her will itself push against his madness, as she held it at bay, her mind, while broken, was sharp, like a broken glassy edge.

"...Clarent....we have an old friend to find."

This, would be Minx's plan, as she began to walk towards the door of the area, before Darkside appeared...and he saw a horrific sight.

"Minx! What...what did you do.....what..." Darkside begins, baffled, confused...and he then saw Clarent.

"What did you do to her?!" Darkside roars, as he moves to rip Clarent from her grasp, but the sly Minx vanishes, almost seeming to teleport behind Darkside, with her new found speed. "..Father....I'm following your foot steps...aren't you proud of me?" Minx asks, looking at her father figure...as he falls to his knees, and sobs.

What have I done? Oh what have I done? These were the thoughts racing though Darkside's mind. Minx looks sad, for just a moment, before vanishing, moving at extreme speeds across the desert plains, a large trail of sand kicked up behind her.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@Wraithblade6

"For my friend, I will help." The dark one states, bowing down. "...Teach me, how to be strong like you. How to protect like you...." The dark one pleas, begging for the angel to teach him to wield the powers of light. However, soon, ships began to appear into orbit, buildings slowly rose from the earth, and men in armor appear, wielding energy weapons.

The empire was being drawn to their emperor, by his might, and will.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@Akihisa Yoshii

"I got stronger...so much stronger....Clarent...I need your help. A lightsaber won't be able to kill 5...but you..you can help me...." She says, holding a hand out. Physically, she was not as mighty as Creed. She wasn't as survivable, by a long shot...but her magical ability, these dark secrets she dug out of the darkest depths of the force, they were chock full of such power she rivaled, maybe even surpassed Creed...and her madness, it surpassed Creed's now. Her mind, given freely, for power. Her soul, now turning black, and starting to rot, in exchange for power beyond her normal limits.

Would the immortal sword lend his blade to this mad-woman, or await a different master? Only time, a shot amount of it, would tell.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@thewizardguy

"....Hello, Odin." Bug simply states, smiling slightly...... "...You may not know me, but I know you."

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@Akihisa Yoshii

He finds her opening the door to the medical lab as he calls for her, covered in blood, weak, and almost dying. She steps slowly, her body swaying left to right.....

Blood drips from her skin.......

Her teeth barren, her lips reduced to ash......a smile never to vanish....

Her eyes a pitch black, pools of an abyss that stares back......

Her hair, a former pink, now stained black.....

"....Kevin......Kevin.....I'm going to...get you back...~" She calls out, looking around, as if she couldn't see what was around her...or that she saw more.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Clarent stared at Minx for a moment before his eyelids fluttered. He felt woozy... He stumbled a bit. "I-It's not... your fault..." Was all he could get out before he fell against the wall and slid down, falling into a deep sleep. He was not going to awaken from this sleep for some time. But this was wrong. He was supposed to be in his sword form, why couldn't he change back? It didn't matter. He slumbered, awaiting his new master to claim him.

@Akihisa Yoshii

Minx was alarmed, as she rushed over to the passed out Clarent.
"Clarent! Wake up! Oh god, don't die on me..." She says, before picking him up, and rushing him to the med-lab. After a few moments, she had him hooked up to several medical monitoring devices, and to much her surprise...he was fine, despite being in a sorta coma. After she sees this...she makes a choice. One, that she makes alone.

Walking down into the valley near the temple, and into the resting place of Naga Sadow....She placed around her, several holocrons of dark power, things Darkside had barred her from ever learning. It would be here, she would change herself...

....It would be here, where she learned the darkest powers the sith have ever controlled, power that Darkside fears using, and it is now, she would become strong enough to destroy the monster 5......

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@thewizardguy

Drac saw his opening...his chance.

He didn't need to seal it, he could kill it, right then, right there. His hands went behind him, as his gauntlet glowed brightly, for a moment, before the attack was launched.

Drac threw his hands forwards, as runic symbols appeared over him, and his blast was strengthened by something else, causing the beam of fast moving energy to get even larger, as Drac intended to completely erase the deamon with his attack. This was the shot, the only chance he had.

And he fired his best shot, ready to end this fight, for his family, and friends.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

As Clarent decided to walk away from the touching moment, Darkside appeared before him.
"You...Who are you?" Darkside asks the sword, but Minx walks over. "This is...Clarent, right? He was Creed's sword, and Creed was a friend of...of....." She starts, before gulping, not able to say his name. "He was on the planet, so I decided to save him...he would of gotten killed." She explains, and Darkside scratches his chin.
"A sword, huh? What powers did you posses, while in sword form?" Darkside asks Clarent, before he clutches his head. "Damn it, I...I felt something...horrible....I must go." Darkside says, before vanishing.
Minx sighs, and look over at Clarent. "..I'm so sorry....it was all my fault..." She says, looking down, and sniffling, as the tears hit the cold stone floor.