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HCL Minus: Tiny has had enough of this thread.

@kishin asura

In death city, it was just another day.....well, just another day with Black Star, and another familiar face, beating the living hell out of one another, trying to prove how's the better fighter...
"Fat chance buddy, I'm the best!" Tiny yells, striking Black Star with an upper cut to the gut, only for his arm to be grabbed, and him tossed into a ruined building with enough force to cause it to collapse in on itself.
"Ha, the only thing fat here is you. I'm Black Star, the world's greatest Assassin!" Blackstar retorts, only for Tiny to pick himself out of the rubble.
"Yea yea, more like World's loudest pipsqueak...." Tiny growls, leaping at Black Star, hands glowing. Black Star leans back, dodging the glowing fists, but not a foot, catching him under his chin, Tiny using this to stop himself, and send Black Star flying into a wall, him striking, and crashing though it.
"Hey, that almost hurt..." Black Star bellows from the building.

On the side lines, Maka, and the robotically modified Tsubaki sit, watching the fight, Tsubaki streaming the entire thing, managing bets on who's going to win.
"Man, a lot of people are betting on Black Star. I guess they know who's truly stronger." Tsubaki says, laughing a bit.
"Didn't Tiny win last time?" Maka says, having a flash back to that moment, zoning out.
"That was a fluke....." Tsubaki growls, in response.
"And the before?" Maka asks, raising an eyebrow.
"Don't press your luck, Maka, or your lack of any bust will be the least of your physical woes...." Tsubaki flatly says, getting annoyed. This, indeed, shuts Maka up.

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At the mall, in the city with a familiar bald hero, there was a massive sale, it being Black Friday. Baldy Punch Man would be, most likely, unless...stated otherwise, wading though the raving mad customers, picking out things to buy, until, he, and someone else reach for the same item, a fruit juicer, their hands clasping onto the box at the same time. The other hand, is covered in a black glove, the arm, a black sleeve, and the man, a black robe...with glowing red eyes.
"...That's mine...Baldy..." The man growls, waving his free hand in front of Saitama's face, trying...to do something that very much didn't work.

The rise of the slimes!

@Absolis
That works! His minions are fodder to him anyway, so he'll most likely be ending up getting new ones alot.

HCL: Rebirth

@kishin asura @Wraithblade6
After walking outside, with, or without, the perfect human tagging along, Dual looks at Asura.
"..Are you ready for this? I won't be holding back...no offence, I don't get paid to." He says, taking a slight stance, as he demon does as well. Lighting crackles around him, as he lets his true power show. His soul, and the demon's soul seem perfectly in tune, dispite the squabble before. Maybe, there was one emotion they both had in spades that allowed them to resonate so well...

The rise of the slimes!

@Absolis
Made my post! also, is it possible I could have it so Hypnotize pretty much just gives Herald a sort of party like thing? And, also, gives him exp?

The rise of the slimes!

"Oh no no no, not tutorial season! Last year, I barely made it though, being a slime with the sense to run..and to have shields....but still! What if I'm unlucky this year?!" Herald thinks, as he is carried by a goblin he had hypnotized. Luckly, he was small enough to be hauled around by the small green humanoid, as he was searching for another low level monster...Rats. Yes, rats! Easily dominated, and making great shields, he was searching for his new party of meat shields. Sneaking though a bush, Herald spots one...a large, tutorial rat. Weaker than a slime, but being able to give adventure's nasty disease debuffs that they had to go to a church to have healed, they acted as good deterrents, some adventurers finding them to much a hassle to deal with when in a large group, at least at first......

"Hmmmm...Zim-bop, Hypnotize!" Herald says, a few circles of magic blasting from his singular large eye, striking the rat, hypnotizing it to his side. As it was a weak monster, he could keep it under his control indefinitely. The rat walks with him, and the goblin, as they continue to look for other low level monsters, to add to his small army of meat shields.

HCL: Rebirth

@kishin asura @Wraithblade6 @Tyki @metagros
"Hmm...that is tr-"
"You fool, your ankle!" The demon roars, before it grabs the skin scarf, moving impossibly quick. When the Demon grabs hold of the skin scarf, it becomes visible to everyone.
"That, is why I was ignoring it...." The man says, stepping out of Asura's trap, before looking around at everyone. "...I say, if we're going to fight...which I see as inevitable.....let's take it out of the ship, to prevent un-needed death....." The man says, cracking his neck. "I was hired to spy on you all, not kill you all...yet....So, if I can, I'd like to avoid stray attacks hitting bystandards....we're in a desert right? That should be the perfect place for this...." He says, yet the demon growls.
"Why do you care? We should just kill them all..use the by-standards as shields...."
"Well, if I did that, one of them might become enraged, and we'd be in trouble....You're the brawn, I'm the brain. Let me do the thinking....I do wish they would of left you as you were, you were so much more agreeable back then...." The man says, walking towards the door. None of the clone soldiers seem brave enough to stop him, that, or they respect his desire to avoid hurting by-standards.

HCL: Rebirth

@kishin asura

"I..I don't rat out my employers..that's bad business.." The man says, leaping back, cracking his knuckles. "And that, wasn't even me at my best, so don't act so cocky, demon god..." The man then adds, before he begins to focus, a large devil like creature sprouting from his back...but only Asura can see it, out of everyone.
"Hehehe. This, is my demon. I'm called the Dual Oni-Kai...or Dual demon god. It'll be quite the thrill, testing myself against you, the real deal..." The man says, chuckling.

HCL: Rebirth

Drac walked these empty halls, one last time. As he'd always wanted to. A thousand memories were lingering here, a monument, to what was, but will never truly be again. As he walked, he sang a song....

"All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere......

Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow.......

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you,
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very, very
Mad world, mad world....

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you,
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very, very
Mad world, mad world, enlarging your world, mad world......."

((this part, by Thewiz.)) Pillars of time, suspended for all eternity, illuminated the halls of the Domain of Destruction. Endless turmoil, wars that had spanned entire universes, locked forever here. Shards of that which had once existed, slowly fading to nothingness. Pieces of a tapestry, frayed at the edges, clumped together. The only light in a domain of darkness, a painful reminder of a future that never came. Heroes and villains stood locked in battle, their faces paintings of despair, glee, triumph and sorrow. And through these halls he walked, passing worlds and civilisations, even as they were devoured, piece by piece. The last remnant of this fallen world. His song echoed through this realm, falling on dead ears, those it was sung for far beyond the point of hearing.

A great villain brandished a scythe, grinning madly from the side of a pillar. A great hero stood atop a pile of corpses, bathed in the blood of the innocent. A great warrior stood among a torrent of flame, brandishing the blade of a demon. A fickle God sang and laugh, a thousand forms in one, even as he was locked down in time, but not perception. A son of darkness and magic glared outwards, wavering on the edge between redemption and the fall. A parasitic beast stood among them, it's tendrils frayed from the power of destruction.

There were many more among the faces he passed, both friend and foe, all familiar. These halls had been carved for him, after all, some form of cruel joke from a dark God. Or perhaps it was a reminder, a reminder of the faces that he would never see again. To keep him sane through the billions of years he had spent here, waiting, singing. Amusing the very creature that had caused the end of his world, buying time for those he cherished. Such was the fate of the father, who had abandoned all for the sake of his spouse.

"Tell me," spoke the voice, emanating powerfully from the corners of the world. "What is it you sing for, in the end?"

"I sing, to remember. I sing, to try to keep hold of what I've lost. I sing for the witch, I sing for the demon. I sing for the flame, and I sing for the insect. I sing for those I hold closer than anything else..and I sing, for hope. The hope, one day, maybe, I'll see them again. Unharmed...happy. I sing, so one day, I can see my family again. I don't know if you can understand that feeling..."
These words, brings the immortal to tears. Memories of those he's loved, those he hated, those he was indifferent to. Knowing now, that many of them were nothing, obliterated into non-existence. It dug into his heart, the claws of misery, of regret. They scratched and pulled on the heart of the immortal, attempting to drag him into a sea of misery. But still, he resisted. In that infinite sea of pain, was an island of hope. He'd not been able to save everyone. He never could. But, he managed to save those closet to him. But memories of those that were dragged into that pit of oblivion, their names echoed into his mind, far to many to count.
Asura...
Kishin...
Ventus...
Micheal...
Angel...
Guldo....
Mithias...
Bob...
Alice...
Eclipse...

That list could go on, forever. Quickly, he shuts out those thoughts, and focuses on the fiend before him.
"...I have one question...Do you regret the destruction you bring? Do you know that feeling, regret, or is a creature like with without the capacity?......

..no...I can come to that answer myself...You...you could feel that..but you were never given a chance..huh...........

......Grrrrr..........I let them all down, didn't I?....... Yes...I did....my own selfishness...let them all die....no...worse, than death...."

Drac fell to his knees, punching the floor, in frustration. Each strike, the ground cracked, but quickly reformed. The domain in which he found himself, was not that he could destroy. Not normally, anyway...but this, wasn't a normal instance. No, not at all normal. For, within this man, who was older than the fabric of reality itself. Or, the current one, that is, a power stirred..one dormant, since his childhood. A power robbed from him, long before this moment...but this grief, and this will, wanting to change the past..it awakens something within him.......Again, he goes to strike the floor, but with both hands, palms out, like one diving into a pool of water, and..his hands sink into the ground, as if incorporeal,..and slowly, he pulls apart....apart...the untouchable..the unbreakable...fabric, of time.
"I'll be right back..." he says, before vanishing, into the rip in time, for but a moment, before returning, nearly instantly....but..not...before... roleplayerguild.com/topics/90409-hcl-m..

HCL Minus: Tiny has had enough of this thread.

@Thewizardguy @Wraithblade6

The Dark one, a being of strange magical potential, a seal of omega, a being of ultimate distruction fled from his persuers, a host of people simply known as the Omegans...a group of powerful beings, seeking to unleash omega, and destroy a great threat. Normally, they would complete their goal, but at the cost of Omega destroying everything, leading to a new multiverse being formed...but not this time....

HCL Minus: Tiny has had enough of this thread.

The multiverse, a extremely large place. Infinitely large. Every universe one could think of, exists. Every choice, creating a million different universes. Heroes and Villains rise, and fall, every moment the stakes of worlds are being fought for, the hopes of millions are either being used to stop great monsters, or are shattered when heroes fall to the big bad......

But, for our heroes, a foe that seeks them all out has arisen. No one is safe from them, and they have a vendetta against everyone....How will you fair, will you live? Will you die.....Will you unlock powers unknown to even you? Find out, now, On Hell's Coffee Lounge Minus! Rise, of, D!