Wraithblade6

HCL: Rebirth

@supertinyking

Mithias staggered as his quick reflexes were jolted into action by the sudden weight of a schoolchild landing on his back. He had no idea how she had managed to get above him, of course it had to have been magic of some kind, nonetheless, his hand instinctively intercepted the blade that was driven at his neck. The edge cut him as he grasped it, causing a good amount of bleeding down his arm. Fortunately, he was a fair bit stronger than the Maka and kept himself from insta-dying. He gasped at the pain of it. He would have been intrigued at the sensation, but he didn't have the time to dwell on it in that moment.

"Please, no. I no longer wish to die." He said strangely. Seeing as Maka was making demands, instead of killing him, he didn't feel it necessary to throw her off immediately, so he stayed in place with her on his back. She was ragged, scared, and angry. He could easily sense her surface thoughts and emotions and felt sympathy. Things were not right in whatever universe this was, but his principles and motives were still the same. He would help. He would play the role written into his heart in whatever game this was. It was time to leave behind frantic rebellion and accept circumstance with grace and maturity. "I am Mithias, ever-dreaming. I am unable to awaken and unable to die. I don't know what that robot is, or why it's here. I am also most certainly insane, so of course I would be friends with Asura." He added with mild amusement. "Actually..." He looked at his bleeding hand as he slowly let go of the blade. "...I might be able to die after all." The wound hurt, and it wasn't healing all that rapidly, at least, not compared to when he had been undead, if that had even been real.

Curiously, he licked a bit of blood from his palm while Maka decided what she was going to do next.

He frowned. ... That was weird.

HCL: Rebirth

@kishin asura@supertinyking

This was really strange. A city devoid of a populace? Why then would some devil somewhere far off want to destroy it? Mithias stopped as he realized nobody was around. If he had still been a vampire, he would have easily sensed the lack of heartbeats and bloodscent, but that thirst no longer accompanied him. Oh well. It wasn't like he ever went out drinking with friends anyway.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught the image of a blonde girl running off between the buildings. It was probably that Maka girl that Asura liked so much. Maybe she thought Mithias was one of the enemies and decided to flee. True, Mithias was potentially intimidating, but wasn't he human now too? Did he still seem so monstrous with his soft hands and warm skin? He sighed inwardly. Even being alive again won him no affection.

A clang of metal sounded above. It looked like Asura was keeping the robot busy for now. Mithais decided to chase after the girl. As he ran after her, the sense of reliving the past still haunted him. It was irksome, as if something were trying to get his attention. Why was life so unreal? Had he died in that battle on Tor 6, or had he been in a coma since his first walk through a portal in Hawaii? Devils and hydras and the slaughter scene of Adam's office, becoming human again? What about that green-suited guy on the clone ship? Yeah, he was probably insane.

For some reason, this time, it didn't seem pointless. He'd chase Maka and accept his role with innocence and calm, perhaps even with curiosity. He wanted to meet her and ask her some questions. Supposedly, she could fight, so maybe she'd be useful against that ridiculous robot.

"Maka!" Mithias called and slowed down when she turned back to look at him. "Kind of odd to be living in an abandoned city. Don't you think?"

Multiverse Rising (Always in need of New Friends)

@Lmpkio So, which rp will people be active at? Is this a continuation of this rp? It's probably best if this thread has no gm. hm?

Multiverse At War - (MAW) (High-Casual RP)

Shit. I can't believe you made another of these threads.

HCL: Rebirth

You know, I made the last relevant post to the main storyline in this rp. It's not my turn to post again.

HCL Minus: Tiny has had enough of this thread.

I like this hcl better.

HCL: Rebirth

I'll try to get a post up tonight.

HCL: Rebirth

Mithias gasped mid-air as the rocket exploded and the robot appeared. All those pieces of fast schrapnel... He didn't have the mental acuity and dexterity to telekinetically catch and shift each one. A lot of the bits rained down onto the city below, causing damage, injury, and possibly death.

Seeing Asura had engaged the robot, Mithias thought to help the clueless denizens and swooped down. "Get back in your homes! Seek cover!" He yelled at the inhabitants, hoping they would be able to escape whatever havoc was going to rain down next. This somehow reminded him of a time long ago when he had tried to protect humans from vampires. Ohh the powers the predatory undead had. Mere people were just as helpless then. Families fell like rabbits in the fields, and it wasn't even fair. Here he was, once again, repeating the same history. He glared up at the eternal and simultaneously non-existent god above in recognition of the irony of his understanding.

Multiverse Rising (Always in need of New Friends)

@Lmpkio Good! Cuz I just posted. so Nyaaaahh!

Multiverse Rising (Always in need of New Friends)

@lmpkio@thewizardguy@Absolis@Flamelord

General Starkiller seemed to like the shirts and placed an order. They were certainly impressive for what they could do, but obviously there were other ways to kill someone wearing one. Mithias didn't offer any scrutiny, for surely any battle commander would be aware of his army's weaknesses. The shirts would only be employed where appropriate.

While Starkiller negotiated credits with the scientist, Mithias' ears picked up on some conversation coming from the control room. He took it upon himself to wander back in that direction.

Words began to come clear as he got closer to Ghidorah. "...claiming to be the 'God-Emperor of Mankind', and he had all sorts of interesting things to say..."

Ghidorah's voice sounded, "...back in New York, supposably killing him. Then again, he's no average human..."

Mithias stood at the entrance of the control room. It was close enough. This is where all the interesting decisions were made, and he was very curious about what this alliance of conquerers were up against. The holographic image of Ba'al had no mind for the psychic ex-vampire to read, but Mithias could tell that Ghidorah was putting up a good front, half-truth, half-manipulation. Certainly this Ba'al creature was doing the same.

"He seems quite intent on getting rid of you and securing this world as his own... Regardless, I assumed that an Alliance such as yourself would like to treat with someone who has the resources of multiple galaxies at his disposal. He may consider himself a God-Emperor, but I have dealt with my share of evolved beings before. Dealing with this one shouldn't be as hard."

Mithias pursed his lips for some reason, he wasn't sure why. He tapped his first two fingers against one of the consoles in a meditory fashion while his subconscious whirred through some program that his awake mind was not privy to. Finally he blinked and looked up. "God-Emperor? Now isn't that a catchy title."

Something irked Mithias about any being self-centered enough to call themselves that. The look on his face made that clear. It wasn't exactly his place to speak, but since there was a lull in the conversation, he filled it with his own quiet words. "These power-drunk immortals are all the same in every universe I go to. None of them were worth the memory space for their names. If this Alliance is standing up against one of those asshats, then I will gladly participate. There is just something so satisfying about seeing an arrogant and corrupt 'god' humbly broken. Bringing them down is practically my epitaph." He folded his arms and waited to see how this conversation would go on.