Wraithblade6

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@kishin asura

Reaper freezes, his senors quickly informing him of what being was there, where, and what kind of offensive capabilities it had. He stood in front of the baby, the infant only fractions of a second away from a lethal strike. Instead of turning around and attacking, he stated flatly, "I commend you, assassin. Before I die, you must tell me how you managed to get aboard my ship." Reaper of course had no intention of dying, and was already preparing to kill the intruder.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@supertinyking@tyki

Somewhere on the noxious, poisoned planet, Strygwyr's eyes suddenly light up so bright, the magic brilliance suddenly pierces through the mask he has covering his face. As if challenged, he flexes and growls, gnashing his teeth and beginning to salivate. Erebus, Eclipse, Michale, etc, who were there, if they still were there, would have been very concerned about what had suddenly gotten into him.

A red light drops onto him from above without explanation and expands, enveloping him completely. The bloodseeker seems to be getting ready for a fight. He looks up, and roars, and in a flash he is gone.

Somewhere on the clone world, shining out from the dust of the Tyrranid horde, a beam of red light flashes, then vanishes.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@supertinyking

Somewhere out on the edge of space a baby float inside a life-preserving bubble. In the pitch blackness, a stealthed, small spacecraft slows to intercept. A lone pilot is at the helm, a masked madman, with a face like a white skull of death. Mostly a machine, his cybernetic body kept his biological components alive with very little need for warmth and oxygen. It had taken him a while to get here, but his tracking bug on Teo had worked. He'd found where the baby had been left, abandoned. Opening up the bay hatch, he scooped up the floating infant and brought it aboard. The Omegans would pay good for this, and providing it to them would further his own goals. Omega would return and end all things.

Reaper laughed. He considered killing the infant now, but curiosity stayed his blades. He set the ship on autopilot for now and went down to the cargo bay to witness his prize.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Borrrrrred... I need people to get moving, cuz I want to post SO much. :(

DnD Style Campaign - Classic Style - Accepting Again Updated 9/6

Alright alright.

The Underground

So what do the characters do? Hang out? Is there a war or hunt or end of the world coming on? a chosen one/sacred baby? Unicorns? Are demons popping out of the ground?

DnD Style Campaign - Classic Style - Accepting Again Updated 9/6

I also vote for undead, but if not, do you have any big, animalistic type elves?

Blood Compact (Open!)

@Remipa Awesome

Mithias was growing anxious. The night was still young, but Bedivere had not yet appeared, and Hank was not where he should have been. Somehow, Mithias felt certain that his only creation was still alive somewhere, but where? Where would Hank have gone? The young blood was furiously determined to destroy Fergus, yet he also had wanted to save the world from nuclear war. Of course... Mithias knew the answer, like he knew Hank's heart when he drank him to death. Hank had gone straight for Fergus himself. Foolish hero. He took far too much after his maker. Fergus would probably most likely be at... the missile silo?

Hank was a bloody mess and getting the shit beaten out of him at the bottom of a weapons silo in the dark. The building had clearly been breached, and with all the commotion inside, nobody noticed Mithias basically walk right in. A few feldglings were still alive, although their heads were shot or badly damaged. They hadn't been decapitated or impaled through their hearts. Blown up was definitely dead though. They didn't seem much interested in continuing to fight, except for the one guy that thwacking Hank. Mithias casualy walked over with his hands in his pockets.

An unexpected hand suddenly grabbed the rod that Fergus' fledgling-minion had been using, and he turned around in alarm to see Mithias' piercing countenance glaring back at him. The fledgling stopped, utterly confused. "Who the hell are you?" But he was also afraid, because Mithias was clearly not a fledgling, and he staggered away.

Mithias took the rod. "Thank you."

The fledgling didn't need any further instruction, and limped off.

Mithias turned to Hank on the gound and nearly also beat him. Instead he gave the dad-stare of doom. "... You risked the fate of the world so you could achieve your petty vegeance? ... You were supposed to report to Soldier."

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Mithias blinked, initially a little surprised, then smiled. "Thank you. They are in memory of someone very special. Now let's get going. I think I can see Ozzy on the other end of this hell-rift."

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

I want Eclipse back! :P