thewizardguy

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Mia sighed, as she swiveled in her chair. She had warned them, even made some token attempt at being NICE for a change, something she found was greatly underappreciated. Sure, it had been towards her own goals, and she had nearly killed one of them - the one with branches, she hadn't met that one before - but hey, nobody was perfect. At least she'd let them all keep their kidneys. She'd offered them access to her knowledge and skills on the subject, and not aone of them had listened, and look where it had gotten them. Two of them were dead already, and they'd only taken out a single opponent. Not only that, but she was fairly certain Asura had simply run away. Sighing, she stood up, walking over to the wall even as it slid open. Beneath the metal cover was revealed two cilinders, each containing a mysterious green fluid, a homebrewed mixture of sedatives and life support systems, equipped with the capability to electrocute the inhabitant at will - a feature that had brought her no end of fun. Within one of the two cilinders, the figure of Micheal slowly drifted, two tubes attached to his throat. In the other floated what seemed to be an exact copy, a clone of some sort. Softly, Mia ran her bright red fingernails along the glass, whistling to herself as she admired her work. Not in the physical spectrum, of course, but to the soul. As Mia turned away, one of the tubes slides downwards, with the hissing of released steam. She herself walks back towards her monitors, the settings changing without the press of a button. On the screens, the tube could be seen coming to a halt in a blank white room, lit brightly by green lights. As the fluid drains away into the sewer system that ran throughout the facility, the figure slumped downwards. The tubes popped out of his flesh, releasing him, as the glass that had imprisoned him slid upwards. Unconscious, the Micheal lookalike lay on the metal floor. He twitched. It wouldn't be long before he woke up. 'Oooh, you've got a constitution all right.'

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

There are far too many memes for you to be capable of countering them with mere VN sprites.

The Blood Compact

Made a post, will make more posts later this day, but real life won't let me roleplay all day. Damn reality, always messing things up.

The Blood Compact

Ignorant heretics shouted their curses, as they rained fire down upon the faithful. Screams echoed through the air, as man killed man, in this desperate slaughter. And yet, Kami no Kage focused all of it out, honing in on the voice of his prey. It was this that betrayed him, for even as the vampire spoke, Kami no Kage felt the voice, and it's echoes, forming an image in his mind. The capability of echolocation was normally only learnt by those born blind - the human mind was capable of great feats when pushed to the limit. However, Kami no Kage had mastered this ability, as it was necessary to fight creatures that hid in the dark. From the sounds he had made, and the sounds his prey had made, he could form an image of the situation, a compensation for sight his adversary lacked. Mithias was wary, and rightfully so, but little did he realize that the act of speaking, in and of itself, had been a trap, one that he had blindly wandered into. As Mithias moved around in the fog, he could hear the quiet, concealed footsteps of the elite vampire hunter. Barely audible, even to a vampire, they served as a key to locating Kami no Kage. Moving towards this sound, he was constantly on his guard, ready to use his vampiric reflexes to dodge the blade that would undoubtedly separate the fog in front of him. With the quiet sound of a blade entering flesh, Kami no Kage's knife entered Mithias' back. A deft manoeuvre, performed through the feat of echolocation, coupled with ultraviolet vision. The silver blade separated the flesh, the image of the crucifix burning upon contact. The wooden core had pierced Mithias heart through the centre, with nearly impossible accuracy. 'My people came here with the will to band together, to fight for the greater good of mankind. And yet, good men must now die by the hands of heretics, because you and yours refuse to accept my offer of peace. Now, I offer you peace once more. The kind that lasts.' With a surprisingly loud thump, the vampire hit the floor, blood pumping from it's veins, the lethal wound already inflicted. Kami no Kage turned as the smoke cleared, revealing the scene for those who stood nearby. he walked away from the corpse, before reaching down to a seemingly empty patch of dirt. There, he retrieved a small device, barely the size of a marble. A sound apparatus, creating false footsteps, and a false voice. --------------------------- As Mithias fell to the ground, he knew he should be dead. He had felt the blade enter his chest, the burns that even now were healing, the wooden core that would pierce his heart, the staggering pain of the final throws of death. And yet, as he lay there, his mind would not fade, his thoughts moving in panicked circles. For despite the blade having entered his flesh, his heart was unharmed. Rather, the wooden core had struck mere millimetres away, straying from it's mark in ways Kami no Kage would never have allowed. Far away, Gabriel grinned, his hands slowly twisting through the air, humming a soft melody. For it was his hand that wrought the destiny of mortals, and his hands alone that would decide them. Or at least, when he cared enough to bother.

The Blood Compact

I've been busy traversing the dark and miserable world known as Lordran

@Rusalka

YOU DIED!

I... was out doing "adult things."

@Wraithblade6

I'm going to reply not with words, but with the invocation of the imagination. Fill in here, the endless comments I could make about that sentence, gradually increasing in variety and complexity.

said one role player to another. ;;;

@Kidd

Damn right I'm a nerd.

The Blood Compact

Sorry for the lack of postage, I had a tabletop session today.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Hai! It's certainly been awhile. :P

@Gummi Bunnies

Hiya! Welcome back!

The Blood Compact

I went by the idea that it's less effective because it's against their nature, but it still works, provided they aren't actively attempting to counter it. The weakness of hypnosis is quite often the deliberate effort to counter it, as it is a manipulation of the subconscious.

The Blood Compact

Well it is and isn't a power. It's basically Rebecca's charm, which she used on the mortician earlier. The way it works is she says something, her eyes sparkle indicating a subtle hypnosis, and then her intended targets are swayed.

@Rusalka

Aaaaaaah, alright. I was expecting the Mortician thing to be a parlour trick, later explained. In any case, I'll make the edits.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Kishin, The Underdog is overpowered once more. Nerf Paradoxical Superstar, as it is currently an insta-win against anything more capable than a dude with a stick.