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HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@RavenTLark
You're from Australia? I'm jealous. I went there once, and its the most beautiful place I've ever been.

Also, I won't be able to post much, of at all.

The sights here in England are awesome though, I'll send you guys pics when I get back.

Tiny, try and keep them busy while I'm gone.

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@Wraithblade6
Without a word, Alice sets off at a run. Her legs are like those of a grasshopper, if a grasshopper were designed to run. In long leaping bounds she covers ground faster than most cars, leaving a trail of cracked icy ground in her wake as she briefly lands. Mithias meanwhile runs beside her, not as fast, but with far greater stamina. After all, how does one get winded without breath? Any distance she won on him, he easily made up for when she stops for breath.

The closer the pair comes to the mountain, the more Mithias realizes that their goal does not lie beyond it. The mountain has something of an ancient, frozen cathedral. Hundreds of entrances carved into stone, surrounded be elaborate works made from magically hardened ice. Great sheets of coloured ice serve as windows, each the size of a car. Even at this distance, the dragons can be seen arriving and leaving, massive wings propelling them across the sky. An elegant nest, forged with a delicacy one would not expect from such a massive creature. No doubt great magics had been required to construct such a site within a mountain.

Once they get within a certain range, Alice uses a snowstorm for cover. The roiling whirlwind makes seeing normally nearly impossible especially from the air. She simply changes her eyes to thermal vision, however, ready to spot any large heat signatures through the white blur. Mithias would be more severely hindered, although unlike Alice, he faced no danger from the cold. While she shielded herself with a thick coat of fur, he could march through the frost to no end.

At the end of this journey Alice arrives at a small cave opening, far too narrow for any dragon. She walks down it, entering a room with a simple small camp fire and a chest of supplies. Meats, kept fresh by.... well, the climate. She lights the fire, clearly not far from serious hypothermia. Even her ability to withstand cold had it's limits, and that blizzard had nearly overcome them.

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@Tyki
Void noticed it the moment she emerged, her powers seeming to shrink in this creature's presence. First in the amount of energy it took to merely arrive here, and secondly as she attempted to blast the creature that now rose up to meet her. Whilst she could have unleashed a devastating attack below her, the breath prevented her from doing that, and escape. And with no gaurantee that her power would be enough to kill it instantly, she was forced to retreat from the scene. Whilst wearing her limiters, she had to exert herself fully to escape from the creature's jaw before it closed around her.

Outside the keep, Void recovered her strength, already sending information to Cosmos as to the nature of the creature she had encountered. It would be harder than expected to get to the Gem of Immortality, and Seath was soon to arrive here. Void sighed, already preparing to barrage the keep with long-ranged attacks, hoping to defeat the creature from afar.

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As the creature appeared in the Tomb of Giants, it caught Nito unawares. Of course, in the time it took to step forward, Kihaku was already beside it. A massive well of magic, her very whim freezing the creature in it's tracks. In this absolute lightless abyss, her powers were multiplied. Without such a massive buff, the wire creature might have been able to equal Kihaku. But in here, her power was paramount, and any attempt to impair her orders would result in the creature being expelled from the planet's orbit. This being well realized this, it's arcane senses telling it that right here, right now, it would be foolish to start a fight.

Nito was crushed with ease, the very darkness it had created crushing it to death. Compacted to a tiny ball of calcium, all other matter having been excreted in a strangely purifying process. The Soul was retrieved by Cosmos, despite the creature's attempts.

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@RavenTLark
"What once was my name is meaningless, a mere string of words could not hope to summarize, or even represent my being. However, you may refer to me as The Void. As for my motives..... well, can you truly ascribe motive to a being such as myself?" The being seems to muse this to itself, as if even it is unsure of the answer. "Regardless, your affairs are as my own, for all life is an extension of myself. I have seen your dreams, and heard your pleas, child. You have no reason to tell me anything, but neither do you have any reason to fear me. Tell me only what you wish to share, what you are prepared to part with."

The image shifts, showing scenes from Raven's life, from birth to now. They seemed to have been picked at random, ranging from moments of tribulation to moments to moments of joy, intersparsed with everyday, boring life. And then, it seemed to go on. Her travels through worlds she had not yet seen, a world covered in lush vines, a figure dressed in green. A great spiral of energy, reaching up to the sky, with Raven at the base of it. And, eventually, a being of immense darkness. A creature that seemed to be impossible to look at, the very epitome of destruction, the mere mention of it's name wielding a power that could destroy the unwary.

"I am old beyond imagining, and wise beyond words. And here, I am no threat to you, child. But perhaps I could be of assistance to you, surrounded by strangers in a strange land. Simply tell me of your woes, child. For I hold the power to change the very course of history if you merely tell me what to change."

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Heading to England tomorrow, postage might be a bit slow, sorry ^^

Once we're in England, i'll be able to post regularly once more.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@CreedTheChimera
The area is apocalyptic. Vehicles of clearly alien nature are crashed into the many buildings, what must have been stores of some description looted many years before. On his search Creed uncovers the remains of many corpses, strewn around. They seem to have been preserved by the strange atmosphere, the toxicity wiping out most bacterial life. The newer bodies wore masks over their face, filters, all that had allowed them to survive whatever catastrophe had poisoned the atmosphere. Some of them still held the strangely familiar energy weapons, but most had been looted of all they owned.

The natives of this world were tall and slender, with four eyes on the front of their elongated skull. They had possessed four legs, each of which ended in a four-toed foot. Their original skin colour might forever remain a mystery, as even in a state of relative preservation, such things could no longer be distinguished. Unless Creed planned to devour the corpses of the fallen, very little remained to eat. It was quite possible that only minute amounts of food remained on the planet's surface.

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@supertinyking
Heaving dealt with the Bed of Chaos, Void once more appears by Cosmos' side. Through her, Cosmos made his decisions, assigning his warriors to their separate tasks. Each would be matched against an opponent according to their speciality, as Cosmos further moved to neutralize this world's defences. The souls of the Lords floated around him, each being woven into his enchantments, as he abused their connections to this world. If he was not stopped, the Chosen Undead would be truly slain.

Within the darkness of the Tomb of Giants, Kihaku is unstoppable. She is a lord of shadow, as the darkness slices and dices her foes. She drains the souls from her foes, slaughtering them with ease. Here, her strength and speed are doubled. She passes through the tomb's defences, appearing before Nito, the First of the Dead. The battle was a brief one, as she ripped his body to pieces. The Lord Soul was then taken by Cosmos, adding to his arsenal.

Bahamut attempted to chase after Seath. However, he found himself unexpectedly transported far below, facing an opponent more suited for him. He stood in the Kiln, the ashes of the First Flame beneath his feet. Before him stood Gwynn, Lord of Sunlight. The once great Lord was hollowed and weakened, and even as he rushed towards Bahamut, he found nothing but death. His flaming sword did nothing to the Dragon Emperor, his skill in arms dwarfed by the War God. In mere moments, Bahamut had slain Gwyn, his Lord Soul being taken by Cosmos far above, adding to the arsenal.

Voidwalker appeared in Seath's castle, having been directed by Cosmos' arcane sight. There she found the Gem of Immortality, which had been linked to Seath's very soul. Raising a hand, she unleashed a barrage of energy taken directly from the stars. Beams of light and heat that rivaled cruise missiles in their destructive power, leveling the castle around her, as well as annihilating the crystal. When Seath arrived he found himself once more a mere mortal, his keep raised and his experiments destroyed. His once great font of knowledge was lost to the world, consumed by flame.

The souls of Lords had been collected, and Cosmos' spell was nearly complete. The very skies seemed to tremble, as great veins of magic ran across them. Those who had been touched by the Darksign could feel it in their very bones, and Hollows flocked to Anor Londo, scaling the great walls and crawling out from beneath the ground. Soon, the Seal would be released.

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@Wraithblade6
Alice raises an eyebrow as Mithias digs his fangs into the dragon, draining it of it's blood. The massive form contained far more blood than any human, allowing the vampire to gorge itself. "Well. I thought you were dead. That frost breath kills any living man. But hey, I suppose that isn't really an issue for you." She hops down from the dead dragon's back, as she stretches briefly. She then turns towards the mountain peak from earlier, her legs transforming into large, springlike objects. "So, I'm hoping you can run fairly fast. Cuz I'd hate to have to slow down for you."

Blood Compact (Open!)

The creature did not hesitate as Hale bit down. Even as three of it's fingers were seperated, leaving only bloody stumps behind, the creature did not even flinch. Rather, it dug both it's thumb and little finger into the skin of Hale's cheek, puncturing it and holding him in place. He pulled Hale close, his fangs flashing. Had Hale been any less of a warrior than he was, his neck would have been ripped out in that very moment. But Hale managed to dodge aside, even just slightly, causing the vampire to dig it's fangs into his shoulder. Already he could feel himself being drained. Worse yet, however, was the burning. It was like acid, the blood in his throat. It burned him as if it were silver, filling him with agony. His insides were beginning to dissolve, and only his immense constitution could keep him from dying at the damage he was taking.

Mithias charged forwards, aiming to protect his ally. Kami stood almost motionless, utterly enraptured by the scent of blood. And yet, he could not make himself land a killing blow. Strangely, Kami's former torment shielded him from the knight's wrath. And the blade passed harmlessly through his left arm, dropping it to the ground. Blood spat out, as if it had been compressed before. And yet where it touched, Mithias burned. He could feel it burning it's way through his clothing, eating away at his flesh. Even his blades seemed to take damage at the touch of the stuff, although they were far from breaking. Kami's vampiric power was revealed, as Mithias belatedly realized that the blood that now spurted all over him was highly acidic.

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@supertinyking
As the princess forms once more, the sun emerges. A shriek can be heard, as the light burns Kihaku. Steam rises from the skin of her new form, like an accelerated image of sunburn happening. She dashed off, her speed greatly enhanced by her new body. She stops only once she is within the hall of Ornstein and Smough, out of the rays that harmed her so. Those in her way find themselves missing limbs and heads, a scythe forming from solid darkness to rip through any obstacle that might stand in her way.

Far above, Cosmos struggles with the power of the Curse. It was greater than he had imagined, the enchantments of this land layered over each other, strengthened by the souls of lords. Those gods dwelled in this land, their very existence the cornerstone for this Seal. And yet, the First Fire kept them alive. Any time they were slain, they rose again. Reformed from the mist. He sent his instructions to the other Omegans, expecting them to obey without question. He would need to deal with these issues.

Bahamut launched himself of the ground, easily dodging the incoming Soular projectiles. Taking off like a rocket, he met Seath in midair. Blade in hand, he slashed at the scaleless dragon, his blade wreathed in divine flames. With the force of a cruise missile he struck, ripping through the beast's defences. However, Seath simply reformed, the Gem of Immortality keeping it alive. And so they fought, Bahamut slaying Seath a hundred times, Seath landing occasional lucky blows on the raging God of War.

Voidwalker gestured, as Kihaku was teleported to the Tomb of Giants. She herself then appeared before the Bed of Chaos. Her battle was a swift one, as she easily teleported into the bed's centre. Already Cosmos knew of it's weakness, and through him so did she. She slew the creature with ease, it's soul being collected far above by Cosmos. He would gather them, using their power and connections to shatter the Curse of the Undead.