Tyki

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@supertinyking

he finds the energy to arch around an incredible amount of bug-like entities underground, the electricity frying some of the really small ones that were no bigger than small cars, however he could tell that there were much bigger ones further below them that only got pissed when he zapped them. After calling the swarm to 'come get some' they did so, and boy did they do so. "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO BOY?" the 'leader' asks furiously, readying his pistol as a good few dozen tank sized insectoids burrow up and charge the party, everyone readying their weapons.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@supertinyking

"bug hunts. they like to dig in from underneath and eat up the lower level plants that can't eat back... which is few now-a-days so they're mostly just a nuisance" the sergal replies, righting himself before opening the gate and taking out what looks to be some sort of pistol with a blue, crystalline energy cell behind where the chamber should be. The gate leads to an elevator which opens for the group of six as the 'leader' of the group asks "what you doin with that metal armor boy? you got yer energy shield. that'll protect you better" before tapping one of his buttons and dismissing a menu that pops up

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@supertinyking

tide's given the algorithms for a one handed energy blade which protrudes from his bracelet on command and was virtually weightless while far surpassing physical copies. When reporting for duty the next day at the gardens, having been assigned a room on the base levels with his taxes based on some form of leg collection rate with a turn in system for supplies depending on the number turned in over the minimum for monthly taxes.

"you the new kid?" a grizzled old sergal asks evenly, guarding the gate in a black uniform, other rather able looking sergals in similar pink uniforms to tide's standing in wait around the gate.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@supertinyking

"very well. the pink uniform and an assignment to the subterranean floors. also, you'll be recieving a weekly laxative treatment to help clear the constipation. should help clear out the bullshit" kalus replies evenly, rolling his chair over to a filing cabinet and retrieving a brown uniform with a pink apron stitched onto it, with buttons along the straps, giving the apron an 'overalls' effect before rolling back and giving it to tide. "prefered weapon?" he asks evenly, leaving eclipse to wake up slowly from the rather thorough smashing he'd recieved.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@supertinyking
@Wraithblade6

"then i'll just put 20... it's what he looks like" kalus says evenly, reaching behind him and grabbing eclipse's shoulder before flipping him over the table and partially into the floor. "this isn't a contract. this is a work order" kalus says evenly as he types away before asking "medical history? mental and physical"

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@Wraithblade6
@supertinyking

"do you mean seventy?..." kalus asks evenly, entering the information for tide rather quickly while he seems to stalls on eclipse's information, just so there are no fuck ups.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@supertinyking
@Wraithblade6

"yes, yes, yes. eclipse will do just fine. age?" kalus replies evenly, typing things out as he puts tide in a stasis bubble. "if we fight once more i won't handicap myself so you'll be in no shape to reply. answer the question" Kalus adds evenly after hearing eclipse's response, typing away at the terminal as he looks things over, adding rapid amounts of text into tide's bracelet which is easily noted by the constant flow of blue energy once he's let free

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@supertinyking
@Wraithblade6

"my name is kalus karillius. i'll be your boss from here on in until you've payed off your fines. you will of course receive military rations along with the block you're assigned to. tide, you'll be assiting in the gardens. eclipse, you'll be assisting me with paperwork" kalus says evenly, leading them to a rather cushy tram with heating to assist with the night's chill while they're taken up the hills to an abnormally large block of the city that was pretty much a giant tower of greenhouses. The tram deposits them in the third floor before making a return trip without them, purple and black flowers glowing in full bloom on the racks in the high general's office, their mana being used to power some form of terminal that looks to be especially made for encoding the bracelets. "sit" Kalus orders evenly, gesturing to the chairs in front of his desk as he sits behind it, typing away at his terminal. "names and ages" he orders evenly, a strange, blue energy being trasmitted to the braclets as he types

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@Wraithblade6
@supertinyking

"if you have issue with the ring then i suggest you deal with it. Too bad, you'll be doing this as i say not as you wish. this is a punishment not charity work" The high general replies evenly, going over to a terminal just inside the gate, entering shit loads of lines of code at an incredibly rapid pace before a slot slides out with two bracelets which he then hands them to both eclipse and tide, saying evenly "these are ID bracelets. they come with some limited mystical algorithms and are powered via mana breeder cells. namely limited telekinesis and an energy shield. these are only basic ones though so they're no where near my own in terms of power"

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@thewizardguy

Once the city is lost and the last sergal slaughtered by their neighbor while stein was laughing maniacally with spittle flying rather ridiculously in all directions he's rather suddenly frozen in the spot, his eyes unable to move along with everything around him. the entire city in fact.

"sir, the stasis field is up" a sergal foot troop says to a rather sour looking sergal in a black coat, using binoculars to watch the goings on in the city, the stasis field having been erected hastily in order to trap the malignant presence inside the now forsaken city as the sergal's few space fairing vessels with weaponry hovered just above the city, readying their guns on stein after a thorough scan of the city which showed where the mystical force that had inflected such horrendous atrocities upon the peoples there in which wound up with stein being rather suddenly subjected to a good couple hundred different high powered laser cannons being leveled at him, causing a surprising amount of apprehension should he have been able to sense them moving about.

"good, now have the scanners attempt to read his output. i don't want this happening again" the rather sour looking sergal orders evenly, the foot troop saluting before exiting. As stein is trapped in the stasis field for a good few days, the technology for soul arts is discovered and emitters designed to counteract the insanity wavelength are deployed to every single town, city, small homestead, or hut in the furthest outreaches of civilized or uncivilized space with stein's face plastered on each one with big red lettering spelling out 'kill on sight'.