thewizardguy

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@Angel
Well, you're welcome anytime you'd like to join in ^^

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@Angel

Nah. Don't worry, I have plot twists galore prepared.

Also, I never intended for Kihaku to actually meet Angel (mostly because you'd left) but that could be some interesting interaction.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@ShadowVentus

Glad to hear things are going well for you, man. Also glad to have you back.

And from the general response I can guess I'm not alone in welcoming you back ^^

Story Summary:

Omegans be bad guys. Really powerful, want to unleash Omega to destroy the Multiverse. Have dropped hints that there might be something even worse than them coming.

Holes are opening in space and time called White Holes. Those things are basically reality falling apart. Nobody knows why it's happening, but it can actually allow characters from other timelines to travel here. Including the Daemon from the Daemon timeline. Although they're a lot weaker in this multiverse.

Drac's been caught and eaten by Bob, the Forsaken dimension just got annihilated, the Dragon Emperor is back with a new name (Bahamut), and everything is basically going to shit.

The Omegans:
Bahamut
Formerly the Dragon Emperor, he left Tsubasa after it was destroyed by the actions of Drac, Bug, Tsukune, Crow, Angel and Tyki Mikk. He eventually somehow found his way into the Omegans. Even today he demonstrates immense power over dragons, and the ability to wipe out entire cities with his blasts of flame. Also immune to fire. Second-Weakest of the Omegans.

Voidwalker
Unknown identity, a teenage-looking girl with the ability to warp reality. She has complete control over portals, and usually performs a supporting role by redirecting attacks and preventing people from teleporting. Can release her limiters to do some crazy shit, like portal in a supernova, although it takes about a minute for the attack to charge. Releasing her seals also causes great strain on her body, so she can't do it often without dying. Currently the strongest of the Omegans.

Cosmos
Leader of the Omegans, a being that has possessed the body of the previous leader of the Omegans (Genocide). He's a master magician and strategist, and despite being relatively weak he's a dangerous foe. He can manipulate almost any magic, and create counters to almost any ability. He's basically magical Stein without the insanity, and with more friends. Weakest in terms of combat abilities, but not to be underestimated in a support role.

Kihaku
A being of shadow, previously Angel and Silver's pal. Somehow arrived in this timeline and joined the Omegans. Also really likes Logar for some unknown reason, and likes to pretend she's Mia. Has immense Soular powers, as well as a near-immortal form. Her only weakness is light (although somehow nobody's figured this out yet, so I'm just kinda stating it here). She was recently forced to adopt Nathan's form, and now she controls his body. This transformation might influence her abilities a bit, but to an unknown extent (even I don't know.) Currently the strongest combat-focused Omegan, but far weaker than an un-sealed Voidwalker.

There used to be 4 more (Genocide, Alucard, 5 and Toguro) but they're all dead. Well, 5's been captured by Stein. So he just WISHES he was dead. But yeah, these guys have been defeated.

Blood Compact (Open!)

Well, this has kinda died out. Ima say we wait a week, see if the SOLDIER folks and Akje manage to make their way back. I switch sides and play for the vampires, as it seems the majority is now in SOLDIER's favour. I'm fairly good at playing antagonist, and we're going to need some more people on the 'evil' side, with Mo & co gone.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@Wraithblade6
((I suck at replying, sorry))

The girl shrugs, turning to the corpses. "I guess you really aren't from around here, if you don't know the Guardians. Where the hell are you from anyway?" She continues before Mithias can reply, as if she didn't really expect him to answer. "In any case, these things here are the self-proclaimed lords of this world. They claim they have the divine right to rule it, and use this as an excuse to terrorize and control the humans that share this world with them. They say that there was a war between them and whatever beings previously owned this planet, and that they're the ones who keep the atmosphere frozen." She spits on the ground, her spit freezing before it ever lands.

"These ones are dead because I killed them. Don't know how, but I was born with the ability to transform. People say it's old blood, that I'm part God or something. Me, I just know I'm able to kill these things, and I'm okay with that." Her form seems to revert to a more human shape, and she points into the distance. There, a massive mountain can be seen reaching into the sky. "That's where the help comes in. I want your help to go kill some gods. Don't know how useful you'll be, but I was planning on doing this with or without you. So I figure the extra help could never hurt." She smirks, as she begins walking off. "And hell, if you live, I'll show you the portal thing."

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@Holding Coal
((I suck at replying, sorry))

Bob chuckled, as he was addressed by the alien. He could sense the creature's determination. While it was temporarily dazed, it suppressed it's emotions in favour of practicality. A warrior, born and raised. Or nay, perhaps.... a hunter? There were few who survived hunting big game in the many realities of HCL. Those who did were paragons of their particular strengths, unequalled. This being had not reached this point, but one day, perhaps... especially if it had a nudge in the right direction. "This place is little more than a meeting place. A place where Gods and Demons can discuss terms, without it coming to blows. Any violence in the lounge is... frowned upon." Bob smiles, ominously. "In any case, would you like something to drink? I can offer a fine array of liquids, suited to satisfy any palette."

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@Tyki
Seeing as how Void is fully capable of reacting to supersonic threats, she simply opened a portal that deflected the arm to the location of the supernova, where it was quite literally broken apart on an atomic level. Had any significant contact occurred between the portal and the arm, perhaps the creature would have been able to close it. Or at least siphon from it. However the speed of the attack prevented anything more than a tiny taste of magic from being stolen before the arm was through. Perhaps a sustained attack would have broken through Void's defensive portals, but there was hardly time as the creature began to flee. She laughed, the first expression of emotion she had displayed, as she anticipated the complete and utter obliteration she was about to inflict.

Cosmos simply smiled, as he felt the creature attempted to attack him. The initial attack struck the arcane armour Cosmos had formed around himself, preventing a sneak attack from being effective. The creature of course immediately attempted to drain Cosmos of his power, only to find that it couldn't. Cosmos utilized his magic to keep a thin layer of nonmagical matter between the creature and the spell at all times, completely ruining the touch-based effects. When it attempted to escape, however, Cosmos did choose to come with it. Knowing that he could handle the arcane construct, he wished to study it further. It had been able to stand up to and even defeat Bahamut, simply using it's odd ability to absorb mystical energies of all varieties.

Bahamut meanwhile simply stood up, smiling. His immunity to heat made him impervious even to the blazing supernova heading down towards the group. He bathed in the flame, and allowed it to wash over him, the heat replenishing him. He had found a foe that drained him of his power, forcing him to rely on his most innate of powers. His strength and speed, his unequalled skill in swordplay. A beast that had done more than simply stood up to him, but that had fought him and even bested him. Never had he thought such a simple, unknown creature would be the beast that equalled him.

He would have to kill it, and devour it. As he had done with the foolish, arrogant Gods of his realm, as he had done with the fools that had opposed his rule, as he had done to the very heavens that had rejected him. And he would feast on it until it was a part of him, feeding into his strength.

Void meanwhile just laughed, mesmerized by her vision as everything below her was annihilated. Protected by a sphere of portals, redirecting and reshaping the energy around her. She could feel the very barriers of reality tremble, as blood ran down her face. Her body shifted and stretched, fighting to contain her raw, unbridled power. Had she not given herself a minute to prepare, the power would have ripped her to shreds. Even now she could feel the temptation, to simply reach out and crush the very fabric of reality.

But it would end. Soon, she would have to wear the leash once more. Bind this power deep within herself, in order to give her body the chance to rest. To recover. Before she coudl once more cut loose.

If anyone were to return to the Forsaken Realm, they would not find it destroyed. They would not find it incinerated, nor would they find it empty. For they would not find it at all. In the very most basic sense, the entire dimension had been wiped from existence. Nothing remained but an empty space between worlds, a silent testimony to the power of the Omegans.

Already, three Omegans lay dead or defeated. But those that remained had banded together once more, lead by Cosmos. And if they were not stopped, the Multiverse would tremble. For already, the claws of Omega scratched at the edge of existence. The White Holes were spreading, some devouring entire worlds. Perhaps falling to another time, another place. Perhaps ceasing to exist whatsoever.

The end was coming closer.

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In the far reaches of the Multiverse, far beyond where any of the heroes of HCL might wander, a strange phenomenon occurred. For one of the White Holes seemed to shift, cracks appearing over it, before it shattered. And through it reached an ancient power, a power that had long not been seen in the Multiverse. One thought to have been extinguished for all time, and yet even now it's aura spread into the galaxy around it. A figure of unparralelled strength.

The figure raised a hand, lightning arcing across it's fingers. And at it's command, the stars seemed to collapse. The solar system pulled into itself, even as thousands of stars were dragged across space at speeds greater than that of light. Space itself bent to it's will, tearing and ripping to accommodate his commands. Billions of worlds, with hundreds of civilisations, crushed into a single point. Devoured swiftly, as if it were nothing more than a light snack. An appetizer.

It could not stay. No, still it was barred from a prolonged presence. But soon, it would return in full force.

The figure retreated, as the White Hole once more returned to it's original state. And just like that, without sound nor scream, within the space of a minute, a galaxy had been ripped from the sky. An omen of things to come.

Heros of Davenport (Hero/villian RP) (always recruiting!)

If Lina wasn't supposed to die, have her saved at the last minute by Abbadon. Similar applies to any other char. However, I had previously established that there was a big bomb, so I had a big explosion happen.

Heros of Davenport (Hero/villian RP) (always recruiting!)

@Slendy
The creatures rushed at Lucy, who transformed her arm into a bladed whip to slice at one. The clumsy attack was easily deflected - Lucy wasn't used to fighting in the air. However, even as the creatures closed in for the kill it became apparent that it wouldn't be so easy. Lucy's armour was hard to pierce with weak weapons, it's structure making it akin to plate mail in protective capability. Her clumsy attacks seldom hit, but they packed the punch of a gorilla's muscular structure. A landed blow shattered bone and sent the creature's flying back. In skill she was vastly outmatched, but the creatures simply weren't able to crush her armoured carapace.

What they WERE able to do, however, was tear at her wings. Out of necessity, these had been left unarmoured. Adding any form of plating would have made them too heavy, making even slow flight impossible. The bone blades ripped through the flesh, as one of the creatures ripped off the entire wing. The creature immediately regretted this decision, as the wing flowed around it's arm and began sprouting tiny mouths. It dug into the bones, devouring them and turning them to energy as the creature attempted to tear at it. No matter what it did, any attempt to kill it simply spread the infection farther, and soon it's entire body had been devoured.

Lucy hit the ground hard, crashing into - and through - a fountain. Water sprayed everywhere as he impact shattered the fountain's marble structure. She seemed smaller, the hollow structures she had formed for flight having been flattened by the impact. However, no real damage had been done by the fall. Her body was quite hard to kill, and as she sat up, the creatures rushed down after her. Here on the ground, however, she would have a far greater advantage.

The jelly that had devoured the skeleton creature landed near Lucy, swiftly rushing at her and becoming part of her body. She grew, growing more heavily muscled and armoured. What appeared to be a tree also merged with her, transforming her into a fairly massive figure, covered in the black exoskeleton. Four tentacles sprouted from her back and began striking at the foes surrounding her, ripping through them with ease, he blows pulverizing bones to dust. And every defeated skeleton creature was devoured, transformed into more nutrients for the ever-growing monstrosity.

Heros of Davenport (Hero/villian RP) (always recruiting!)

The Warp Spider sighed, as he saw the girl die. Too soon, too young. But then again, that's what being a hero was all about. Life for a hero was nothing more than seeing your comrades die around you, or, if you were lucky, to die first. It was a shit job, but somebody needed to do it. So right now, right here, he'd end this invasion. And he'd end the next one. And whatever came after this, he'd end it too, before it even began. Before they ever reached the city. Before girls like that would have to die. Until his body and mind broke down, and he finally faced the end he had seen so many others fall to.

It was an old promise, filled with regret, and yet strengthened by his own conviction.

A pulse of energy seemed to move across the ground, as it seemingly evaporated. A thin layer of bricks disappearing beneath Zelan. For in his attack he had walked straight into a trap that had never been intended for him. A thick layer of explosives was revealed, enough C4 to blow the entire city block to hell. It was unknown whether, in that instant, Zelan recognized the explosives of human design. Or whether Linia knew what was coming when the floor beneath her vanished, or was even lucid enough to realize it. It was only a fraction of a second, that moment of sudden realization, as the trap was revealed. And then, as Shiro lit the fuse, the world was filled with light and sound. Furious heat and force, the raw power of an explosion, annihilating everything nearby.

Shiro stood, staring, nearly blinded by the glow. It hurt, but it should. For that explosion would undoubtedly have killed Linia. And no matter how much he told himself she was beyond saving, that she was already too wounded.... he would never forget that look on her face. The face he had seen too often, the fear of death in the eyes of a person not ready to die. A new addition to a long list of failures.

Afterwards, the remaining heroes and fishmen found themselves surrounding an immense crater. Thasseldar had been just outside the blast radius, most likely assaulted by flying debris and heat, but not seriously harmed. Who knew where Abbadon had been, but at least one of his locusts had been killed in that blast. They were expendable, however. Shiro held out his hand, as Fullbringer appeared in it. He blew out a cloud of smoke, which slowly rose into the air, even as Absolute Eye scanned the area. Counting the survivors, on both sides. Trying to find Zelan, if he was still alive after that explosion.

First the fishmen, then Cataclysm. And maybe then he could worry about the demon. And whatever came after that, assuming he would live that long.