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HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Yo wiz,Teo cant be mind read remeber?

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

thewizardguy said
((Sorry for not replying to you earlier.))As Mithias slashes at the host of souls, his blade seems to glance past one. The souls should have been devoured, and yet, it seems to be too solidly attached to this world. Of course, that was only possible for the souls of living beings, solidly attached to corporeal forms, which would need to be struck in order to damage the soul. But here, high in the sky, there was nothing corporeal it could be attached to, air was far too moldable to hold something as complex as a soul. So what.....A glimpse, a flash. That was all. Had Mithias not possessed vampiric senses, it would have been impossible to see, even this slight glance. However, just for an instant, it had seemed as if the very air had reflected a ray of light. It was strange and confusing, and impossible above all. Was his opponent invisible, perhaps a swarm of invisible objects? Could it have hidden itself from his senses to make attacking it nearly impossible? Or, of course, it could just be small. Really, really, really small.As Mithias realized it, he simultaneously realized that the slight zooming that had marked the Host's presence was not that of magical energy. it wasn't the crackling of lightning, or any form of magic at all. It was the soft humm of billions upon billions of microscopic engines, floating through the air. Nanobots, machines made so tiny, they were the perfect host for such a large amount of souls. Each was only the size of a grain of sand, nearly impossible to detect with even vampiric eyes, and even harder yet to attack physically. This wasn't some kind of mystical entity, it was the product of mad science. But whomever built this abomination would have to have access to a large number of souls, as well as being an expert on Soular Physics. It could only be......Goddamnit. Stein did this. And he probably did it on purpose.During this prolonged batch of thought, the pressure of intruding thoughts had been nearly constant, as the strange war machine attempted to perform it's psychic attacks. As impossible to penetrate as ever, Mtihias' mental sheilds held fast. This left both sides at an impasse, an immovable object struck by an unstoppable force. While Mithias would have a hard time harming this foe, 5 couldn't use it's main method of attack either. As such, it only logically followed that one of the two was going to have to adapt to the situation.Billions of tiny machines formed together, miniaturised mechanisms interlocking, magnetic fields holding them in place as they formed ever more complex structures. Synthetic muscle and skin, covering a metal skeleton. A nexus of electrical impulses, mimicking the human brain, focused through soular energy. Organs replaced with energy reserves and storage areas, wiring, as well as additional stability enhancers. It was somehow both a strange and beutiful sight, seeing this recreation of the human body, as if performed by invisible hands. It became far more disturbing when Mithias realized what was truly happening. Even as the skin was molded by the muscles, and a second layer of mimicked clothing was formed outside the main body, it became increasingly obvious that Mithias was looking at a copy of himself, at least physically.Two large wings extended from the clone's back, feathers replaced by miniature engines, propelling the structure upwards with soular energy. Long metal ribs kept them together, like the bastardized child of science and religion. A large katana formed the clone's visible arsenal, it's blade covered in intricate carvings. Soular energy crackled over it's edge, and it was clear this was more than a simple sword, honing the raw energy of soular resonance to an edge. It's stance was uncertain, it wasn't quite used to this body, perhaps. Or maybe it was simply mirroring Mithias' own current uncertainty, echoing his actions as it did his form. It's expression, however, was blank. Absolutely neutral, inhumanly so, in fact. Almost like looking into the eyes of a dead man.Silent, for a moment, it just floated there, like a silent reflection in a still pond. Except this particular reflection had wings. And a katana. Also, it most likely wanted to kill you. So a very suspicious pond, which most likely contained illegal substances. Or Gabriel was just up to his usual shit, and had convinced some poor moron to undergo plastic surgery, just for a practical joke.Then, Number 5 charged, shooting forward, blade raised for a clumsy overhead strike.

"HEY ,IM THE Only WINGED KID HERE!"

Teo takes out hi hammer and flys up to five and swing

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

supertinyking said
As the great Toguro began to overload Minx, her pained screams could be heard, as her unstable form began to bubble, and char. It was obvious who was going to loose, if things went on as they were. But of course, Minx, being the clever girl she was, had a plan. It was risky, it might lead to not only her death, but the destruction of her father...but it was the last resort, of sorts. It wasn't something she could do normally, not by a long shot. In fact, most sith, save for darkside, could do this.....She was going to recreate her organic body, from the sheer energy being forced into her.Slowly, Minx went from covering Toguro's body, to her humanoid form, as she hugs him tightly, from behind. First thing to form in her, are bones. Her screams begin to grow louder, as her body transmutes. As the bones set in, her body takes a different shape, less curved and disproportionate, to more human. Next to form, her skin, the top layer of pink goo, peeling away to bloody, disgusting, nearly liquid like paste. Next to form, her organs, making blood flow from her body's pores, as they set in. With in a minute, she goes from a gum demon, to a small, skinny older teenage girl.......before she begins to laugh, and laugh...and laugh. Darkside simply smiles, before holding a hand out, as lighting spews from Minx's back, making almost wing like structures, which flows to darkside, who in turn, directs it into the soul mass, aiming to blind side it, either destroying it then, or giving Mithias an opening. The main reason for this, though, should be obvious. Minx no longer has to be a battery for the energy she is stealing from Toguro, no, she's just a conductor, and darkside, is being a transmitter. As this happens, minxes body ages, and suffers from common problems dark force users suffer..after many many years of dark force use. Minx, she develops these problems in moments, her skin becoming pale, and grey, her body becoming frail, and weak, her mind suffering from madness.....all with in an instant.....But, possibly, she might survive...scarred, but...victorious...and with quite a few new tricks, up her sleeve/

"shit"

JEL's Guild RP

"Did we win yet?"

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

thewizardguy said
Many millenia ago, a great battle raged between beings of great power. Each had the strength to rule the world, but neither could accept the other's existence. And yet, they were evenly matched in all elements. And as they fought, the flame of their hatred burned like a second Sun, and flames rained from the sky. And the rain of fire called to an ancient flame, that slumbered deep within the crust of the earth. It's answer tore the land asunder, great oceans boiling away, the sun blotted out by walls of smoke, as the very rain that should have relieved turn to burning acid. The world that both had sought to rule was torn apart, it's life all but annihilated under the force of the conflict. Burning in the flame of hatred, reason was the first victim, soon followed by happiness, and thereafter by all else, for the dead feel nothing.And yet, when outlined by absolute darkness, even a small flame can burn bright. As the hate waned away to mere ashes, a light struck. Hope. Among the ashes of the world, the last few survivors looked out to the choked remains of their homeland, and they held forth their only possession. Hope. And around this core gathered the force of both deities, now repentant of their sins, and all of the woes and pains of the world were condensed. Neither deity could rule a broken world, and thus, they would create a child, born of the earth, who would rule in their steads. From Hope and Death came a new being into this world, without name, nor reason.It is often said that greatness can be found on the edge of destruction. That the most amazing acts of selflessness occur only moments before death, and that we learn only on the brink of failure. However, the deities were not great, and it was not they who were faced with their mortality, their eyes were still clouded with arrogance. The child that was born was not one of Hope, but also not one of Hate. It was not of Light, nor of Darkness. It was the earth, the very depths of creation. And yet, it was not a child of creation, nor was it a child of balance.This child was born from Destruction.Toguro smiled, as he felt his essence being drawn away by his opponents. It had been an age since he had been faced with these conflicting forces of light and darkness. And yet, he was born of a force more primal than either. A force that saw no good, nor evil, no truth, and no lies. It was absolute, and it was uncaring. He was destruction, which would be visited upon all equally. He would not be stopped here, for he could not be stopped. "1000 percent."A massive brust of energy filled the area, as the ground cracked underfoot. An amazing gravity, only barely kept under control, as cracks covered Toguro's skin. Under the layers of condensed rock, a black core could be seen, radiating enormous power. Toguro's muffled laughter could be heard, as Minx could feel herself filled, overwhelmed, with brute force. A pillar of crackling purple light enveloped them both, and the earth shook. And the fires above would call to the fires below, and the very seas would boil over, for he was Toguro. He had taken the name from the first being that had defeated him. He had taken it from the man's corpse. He would not fall, he would not bow, he would not break. He would destroy, or be destroyed."Let's see how much energy it takes! You or me, girl! One of our bodies is gonna give, and we'll be broken! COME ON! Let's see how much of my power you can hold before you shatter!"

need to sto this ,but how ?

Street Fighter: The Revival of Shadaloo [Street Fighter RP, PG-13, Always Accepting!]

Fixed it,and 14 isn't too young

Street Fighter: The Revival of Shadaloo [Street Fighter RP, PG-13, Always Accepting!]

((and im intrested in being co-GM))

Street Fighter: The Revival of Shadaloo [Street Fighter RP, PG-13, Always Accepting!]

level :1

Alignment:neutral good

name:Grey Bison

age:14

appearnce:think 14 year old m-bison,same fetures,but younger,wears similar clothes

personality :much like M.bison's but good and nicer

bio:A clone of M.bison before his death,grey was never the evil being his father was ,training under he never met his father but knew who he was.
M.bison had a training program for him made,and this taught him most of M.'s moves.
The training was ment to be ended with Grey getting the good part of his soul removed,but the Instructer accidently removed a small part of the bad part,realizing what happened ,Grey escaped,and is sturggling with the evil ever since.

mentor:M.bison

Style:soul power
moves

1:Double knee press

2:Soul booster(light blue phsyco booster)

3:soul cannon(light blue projectile soul energy )

super combo:Knee Press Daydream(good version of knee press nightmare)

(and btw ,didnt ya forget about ultras?)

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Yo wiz , could ya post?

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

kishin asura said
Honestly, I don't see anything wrong with hcl at the moment.The power level is fairly good. Sure there are chars that can tear apart planets. But 1. It could be worse. It could be galaxies, universes, or basic concepts. 2. Just because a char has that kind of power doesn't necessarily mean they will always use 100% of that power in battle.As for killability,, that problem only exists with toguro, cosmos, and 5. Of course there's najimi, but she's supposed to be near impossible to kill. How else can she defeat op chars besides with all her abilities(which make her near impossible to kill)? And before you bring up darkside, yes, he can die. That doesn't mean it's easy to keep it that way.Movement is where I call bullshit. Going anywhere at any time?? Maybe. But that's if you don't take dimensional locks into account. We rarely use dimensional locks anymore. On an unrelated note I just noticed I added an extra comma and an extra question mark but back to the topic at hand. Another factor is the given "rules" of a dimension. Such "rules" could not only prevent a person from portalling to another dimension, but also prevent them from using their full power, if it allows them to use any amount of their power at all. Which is also why the power level nerfing is not needed.Yes the multiverse is infinite. But the many incarnations of wankerworld wouldn't simplify it. Rather it would be just as infinite. As the incarnations are technically separate dimensions. Much like the dimensions of the multiverse. So what's stopping one incarnation from being the soul eater version of wankerworld. Or the rosario+vampire version? Or God forbid, the d.gray-man version?Midget cannon? Really?Also, don't use the word retarded. I find it offensive, and honestly I don't think it means what you think it means.

i agree with this guy