thewizardguy

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@supertinyking
"Don't worry about the Plot Hole. It is no longer a necessary tool." Matt sighs. "The creatures you saw were brought here by me. In an attempt to improve my portal matrix, I accidentally opened an interdimensional portal. This pulled through a swarm of these beings from a previously undiscovered dimension, and they swiftly began attacking both me and my defense forces. Mistakenly, I believed them to be contained, and attempted to study them. This lead to an outbreak that wiped out one of my planets, and spawned several fleets of these creatures. They appear to not only be able to adapt, altering their biological forms to become more dangerous, but they further also have the ability to rebuild themselves from biomass. They sustain no casualties if they are able to retreive the corpses, and can transform other biomass to increase their number. They are an infection that is nearly impossible to stem, and form an icnredible threat the the universe. If they manage to gain multidimensional capabilities, they might form a threat to the Multiverse as a whole."

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@kishin asura
Why are you disappointed? Weed is a lot healthier than drinking, so if instead of drinking wine people smoked a joint, health would improve across the world. It's also less addicting.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@Tyki Matt doesn't eat the food, doesn't use the shower, and refuse to come into contact with Sergal technology. He only sat down on the couch after scanning it three times with his internal scanner. He refused to allow the Sergal doctor to do his/her job, instead using the technology to heal himself. And even then he only used the crudest of methods available, checking it twice. He made no use of painkillers or drugs, nor of anything else that could possibly affect him negatively. It was clear that he was only using the Sergal technology at all because of the possibility of death from his wounds.

Finally, Matt returned to the main room, where Nathan would be waiting, along with whatever representative of the Sergal had chosen to be present for the debriefing. Looking around the room, he scanned the chair briefly. He then took a seat. "So, I believe all of you are here to know about the creatures that attacked me on my ship. As such, I will tell you all I know."

Portal Hoppers *REMAKE*

Name: Aeon

Age: N/A

Gender: N/A

Creature/Species: Shard

Powers/Abilities:
[Accelerate]
Using his control over time, Aeon is able to accelerate his own movements drastically. This effectively allows him to move at superhuman speed, as well as react inhumanly fast. He can also use this power to accelerate projectiles, making them far more dangerous. His acceleration can be turned around into deceleration, but the farther away a target is the less effect it has. It's also really hard for him to accelerate and decelerate at the same time.

[Entropy]
By touching something, Aeon is able to rapidly accelerate it's life cycle. This allows rapid entropy to destroy it. He can cause wood to rot away, and stone to crumble into dust. He's unable to affect living beings with this power, unless he holds them for an extended period of time. The process can also be reversed, allowing him to reconstruct things that have been destroyed. As with the negative side of this power, this is less effective on living beings. He can heal wounds, if given time, but he cannot bring the dead back to life.

[Delay]
Once more limited through touch, Aeon is able to delay an action or effect. He can punch you in a way that you'd only feel an hour after it happened. He can also use this to delay damage inflicted on himself, although this requires constant concentration. There is no opposite to this power. The longest time something can possibly be delayed is 4 hours, and if Aeon's concentration is broken all delayed events will instantly occur.

Description:
A tall white humanoid, with no external features besides the two glowing green orbs where one would expect it's eyes. It wears a pair of jeans and a black tshirt to contrast with it's pale skin.

Bio: The Nebula system was once ruled by a godlike being of unknown origins. With it's mere whims it controlled the worlds, and all those on it. A fickle God who brought both joy and despair to those realms it ruled, simply for it's own amusement. However, due to an unknown and mysterious cataclysm, this ancient being was destroyed. The various parts of it's body were scattered. However, even the remains of it's magic were enough to revive the shards of it's corpse into individual beings. Each retained some small fraction of the being's power, gaining control over a Domain. For Aeon, this was Time.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@Tyki
Matt raises an eyebrow, as the Sergal move to manhandle him. Suddenly, shouts errupt from the front of the ship as sensor readings go absolutely crazy. Babylon seems to be ripped apart completely as the Plot Hole bursts from it, devouring the entirety of the ship and much more. It expands rapidly, soon becoming the size of a large planet. It has no mass, and has no gravity. And yet, the Sergal could feel all energy being pulled towards it, as it began it's destruction of the universe. "Very well. Allow me to tell you everything I know in the brief few moments we will have before this entire galaxy is obliterated. It's moving slowly right now, to ensure you have time to understand the gravity of what you are doing. But the moment one among your company touches me, this universe, and everything in it, ends. That includes the majority of your empire. Whatever remains of it will of course be hunted down and destroyed by my remaining forces, which I estimate will vastly outnumber you after the initial extinction. And if you plan on evacuating your planets, forsake your plan. It would take a mere twenty seconds before most of your empire would be annihilated. Even if you had the capability to instantly transport every single citizen within that time period, you would lose your entire infrastructure, making your subsequent conquest and annihilation quite easy."

Matt smiles, as he steps towards the captain. "Now, this is the last time I'll be stating this. Consider your next actions very carefully, as the future fate of your entire species and empire rests on this. I'll give you about ten minutes to make your decision known. If you allow me to leave, this entire ordeal will cease to be necessary. I would prefer not to sacrifice my life, you see. But if you refuse to do so, then this will be the end of both the Sergal and Clone empires."

Portal Hoppers *REMAKE*

@SephietheEvil
Thanks, I'll make a char asap.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Matt smiles as the Sergal make their threat, not at all deterred. "Very well, it seems like diplomacy has failed. Allow me to then alter my offer slightly. You will allow me to leave this ship, or I annihilate every single member of the Sergal species in existence." He steps forward, completely ignoring the Sergal weaponry that would be raised to meet his advance. "A specialized Deadman of my own design has been installed into my brain. Now that I have initialized it, only my conscious thought prevents it from activating. Should I be knocked out, killed, or placed into Stasis, your empire and species will suffer a swift end. I would inform you as to it's mechanisations, but I'm afraid you wouldn't know what I was talking about." He looks over to Nathan. "Nathan, you talked to your dad, right? Tell the furries what would happen if I allowed the Plot Hole to completely let loose. Because last I clocked it, it took the Plot Hole less than a minute to destroy an entire universe, and less than 5 seconds to destroy a galaxy."

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Matt suddenly wakes up, instantly sizing up the situation. He was being held by Nathan, and surrounded by Sergal. Clearly he had been rescued from his earlier predicament by these people, but neither of them was truly his ally. Each of them could turn on him in a second, all of them were a risk. And now that the primary threat to his life had been dealt with, he had no more need for their presence. He would need to dispose of them as soon as possible, or at the very least escape their custody. If he could reach Ygdrassil, he might be able to finally repair it and regain his empire. Babylon had been but a bug compared to his ancient flagship.

Sitting up, he drops from Nathan's grasp. His cybernetic augmentations allowed him to ignore pain, although he was accutely aware of the damage his body had taken. "I believe I should still have a say in how this goes. First, I would like to thank those responsible for saving my life, despite previous conflicts that have taken place between our empires." Matt gives a brief nod of acknowledgement to the Sergals and Nathan. "However, I also believe, based on Nathan's expression, that if I do not intervene this entire area of space is about to become destroyed. As I am occupying said space, I would like to avoid said situation. Sergal, I recommend you stand down for now. I will share with you any information I have, if I may afterwards leave in peace."

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@Tyki
The Sergals followed their scans to what appeared to be the greatest power source within the ship, from where they would be able to simply follow the wires to the control station. However, as they approached it signs of Tyranid activity seemed to become more apparent. As well as the beginning of the trail of death that the other group had witnessed, lines of dead Tyranid extending into the distance. However, their directions were clear. Regardless of the increased danger, they proceeded into the room that had been their target.

Instead of finding a power source, however, the Sergal discovered something far more malevolent. A glowing purple rift in the centre of the room, a complete blank space for their scanning equipment. It seemed to devour any magic that came near it, forming a slight wind as it ate the oxygen in the room. It was clearly powerful, but not in any way that was readily available to harvest. And yet, it seemed to be devouring the ship from the inside. Even the energy absorbing Voidsteel from which Babylon's hull had been constructed.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@supertinyking
Within the room he finds Matt, slumped over the controls of his ship. He's bleeding seriously from a large cut to his side, and must have been knocked out by the blood loss. His unconsciousness had knocked down Babylon's main systems, which were directly mentally linked to him, but he'd been able to activate the extermination protocoll before falling unconscious. Near him was the top half of a gaunt, which had apparently crawled it's way towards him and cut him before finally dying. Most likely it had been cut in half by the closing security doors around the main control room. If Matt isn't treated soon, he'll most likely die from blood loss.