Kokuin

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My wife said it looks like one of those felt Elvis paintings.. lol

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Holy....

*has an epiphany*

THAT's what Celtic Bolt's style reminds me of! Black velvet paintings!! the kind you find in flea markets!! COOL!

... now I'm gonna have to mod a couple of textures for the SHE Legends base...





.. not to inflate Grae's ego any further... but... wouldn't that show up in any base he visits that has that object? BWAHAHAH!!

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lol, yes. It also shows up in many CoT maps.

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Don't you find that disturbing that the CoT worship your image like that. It's like they'recrazy fans stalking you...they probably scavage the floor for locks of your hair when you leave.

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Kokuin stared blankly at the Malta operatives, before deciding what course of action to take.
"Why are Malta in the sewers of all places?" Kokuin questioned himself as he refrosted his armor and leapt into battle, striking at the operatives with a cut of his ice blade.

Kokuin stood on the concrete next to IQ, Staring at all the different scratchings and stains on the wall. He had spent a lot of time in the sewers (because he was always mistaken for dead and dragged off by Vahzilok in his sleep) he had a mental map of almost the entire network written in his head.
When Kokuin configured where they were, his attention turned to the new arrival. Her presence seemed...off. The psychic network allowed him to sense the presence of enemies. He wasn't so sure about this one, although he doesn't act on psychic instinct alone.
"Greetings!" Kokuin said as he bowed cheerfully as he did with all the rest "My names Kokuin, what assassin is it that your looking for?" he queried.

[ Kokuin is currently in the sewers where Techblaze and IQ were heading for, he just announced by shouting out to everyone that he knows where they are within the sewers]

The building was collapsing all around them, Kokuin saw the only way oput and ran towards it, he glimpsed back to see everyone rushing into the hole as he was. He only stopped for a brief second to mumble "Told ya so."
Kokuin heard Techtro yell that he had found the exit. As Kokuin ran down the hole and without giving it much thought, leapt straight into the sewers. He landed in the abandonded sewer system head first on the concrete, but his head was tough and the pipes slightly slanted angle broke his fall. As Kokuin got up from the floor and the room had stopped spinning, Kokuin looked around in amazement and shouted to the others. "Hey guys, I think I know where we are!"

Kokuin cracked a smile. "Regardless of our safety now, we still need to get out of this place. I've felt like that ceiling is going to collapse on us ever since I arrived here. I'm not quite ready to become a fossil just yet. I hope you all agree with me on that, so we need to get out of here."
Kokuin's attention turned towards the hole, Kokuin's instinct almost screamed to him "It's going to be a trap." which was only backed up by the presence he sensed radiating from deep within the passageway. He kept his hunch to himself though. The group was already in a bind, no need to add useless hysteria to the equation.

Kokuin didn't hesitate to respond to White Masque's question, almost panic stricken he said "Because we don't know what else is here. These things may suck, but I feel much worse coming. We need to be prepared for whatever comes. As for your other question, what happens if we rush in and end up punching that bomb out?" Kokuin closed his eyes and calmed himself "I just don't want to be surprised." Lokuin said in a more collected tone. "They're fun in a birthday party, but not for crippled bases."

"We need a more tactical formation" Kokuin said, observing the remainder of enemies, laying about in scrap heats, frozen to solid ice, or groaning in agony.
Okay, how about the heroes who can take the most damage, tankers, will form a circle around the professor, who can use psychic attacks, am I correct. Tress can stay in the middle and provide any healing and back up we require. We can move our way out of the room in this formation and fend off any enemy squadrens." Kokuin rubbed his chin and glared at the room. "Up for it...anyone?"

Kokuin looked back at Tress "Well I could have thought of that."

Kokuin saw Techtro rise finally, sensing his recovery. He quickly rushed to the groups side. "So, any ideas on how to get out of this?" He queried.

Kokuin rushed over to Tress and Techtro's side as she emitted a green aura into him. Kokuin kneeled next to Techtro, who still layed there unconcious. He closed his eyes and tapped into his psychic signature. "whatever was in his mind found the exit, there's only traces of whatever took his body from him." Kokuin could only meet Tress' worried expression with his own. He hoped Techtro would wake up, Kokuin wanted to know more about everyone here, it would be far to sad if they lost one so easily.

Kokuin knew now, that with the new arrivals coming, there was no chancen their original escape plan would succeed. He had overheard Techblaze's call to Professor about puting out the welcome mat. Kokuin leaped from his original fixture and landed next to the openning where the Arachnos troops were about to enter from, being careful to avoid the traps set.
He gripped the holes openning. "They better wipe their feet first." He jested as he covered the openning in a thin sheet of frost, in hopes as to give the troops a 'quick ice skating lesson' and throw off their balance. As soon as he finished laying his own trap he felt the presnce again and quickly turned towards Techtro and Tress. Techtro looked as though he was in agony. "Tress!" Kokuin shouted "Techtro is in more danger then we realized, I think something's grabbed hold of him from the inside, like he said." Kokuin had just grasped the realitization that what ever got Techtro might have their sights on all of them.

Kokuin froze himself to the skylight and proceeded to hurl ice at the remainder of the Arachnos swarm. "The next time I go to a meeting..." Kokuin hurled a piece of frozen metal into an oncoming tarantula "...i'm bringing a big can of Raid!"
Kokuin sighed a bit of relief when he saw Tress flying towards him with Techtro in her arms. The relief was shortly lived when the sound of metal clad boots could be heard coming from under the floor board. Kokuin immediately picked up their presence and knew what was coming. "Bane spiders." Kokuin whispered in a grave voice to himself.
He saw that the rest of his newfound team mates were still buried within swarms of the mechanical pests. " Unless you guys want to be Mako's new chew toys, we have to get out now!" Kokuin picked up a section of the already crippled sealing and hurled it into the crowd of Tarantulas, hoping to help free his comrades.

The cold temperature Kokuin was generating was causing ice to gather among the walls as he relentlessly pounded his fists ,which were now encased in a thick layer of ice, into the mechanical drones. He heard the entrance of who he hoped was a new ally, but he couldn't bring himself to take his enraged eyes of the enemy swarms still pilling into the room.
It was in the heat (or, in Kokuin's case, frost) of battle that Kokuin heard Techblaze shout about the skylight. Kokuin looked up and saw the skylight and formulated a plan. Kokuin crouched down and blacked his face with his fists and closed his eyes. He could feel the tarantulas scraping and pounding upon the ice he was encased in. The frost spread all across the walls and onto the floor of the room. It was then that Kokuin revealed what he had been planning as he let out a charged burst of pure ice. The burst was cold enough to momentarily freeze the gears of just about every mechanical unit in the room.
Kokuin then leaped onto one of the frozen tarantulas and hoisted himself up to the skylight. "Who needs help getting up?" Kokuin shouted as he hung from the escape route.

As the Arachnos tarantulas swarmed the room, Kokuin leaped upon the damaged table, his weight collapsed the table as he landed. As the table collapsed he leaped into the air, His sword of ice still froze in the grasp of his hand. As he hit the ground his sword cut through the metal composition of the mechanical spiders as though his sword were made from solid steel. He quickly gathered frost upon his left arm and slammed his fist into another tarantula, freezing the gears of all the tarantulas within a section of the room as he transferred the cold manifesting upon his arm into the opposing swarm.

Kokuin ripped himself from his seat, his eyes reverted to their narrow purple glare. "I feel it again, a malevolence. We're surrounded!" Kokuin screamed. The temperature within the room dropped so cold that everyone's breath was visible, as Kokuin manipulated all the evaporation in the air to form a sheet of ice that covered his whole body. He lashed his hand out and in his grip manifested a long sword created from ice alone. "Get ready, what ever is here is coming, and it's not cockroaches."

Kokuin joined the laughter. "I think so too, and that's good. If we didn't, this meeting would be very awkward."
Kokuin looked at the now moderately active group of heroes gathered around. "So, what exactly are we doing? I could be hurling wind up toys at clockwork and laughing as they desperately tear them apart to scavenge them." Kokuin jested as he looked about the heroes.

Kokuin snickered at Tress, being in a city of mostly older heroes, he was used to shots at his age. " It better include a toy." He said as he cracked another smile.

Kokuin was beginning to feel the new found energy in the room generated by all the new arrivals, it was comforting. He decided his body had cooled down enough and dropped the mist, only to realize he had almost frozen himself to his own chair.
He turned his attention to the two tanks who began to speak about their profession. "By the size of my body people never seem to think of me as a tanker, heh." He grinned to himself as he continued to unfreeze himself from the chair.

Kokuin glanced at Tress and replied. "Oh, I could never be 'cold' I just...spasmed is all. all this...excitement" Kokuin said in obvious sarcasm as he looked towards the chess match, which was just beginning to get out of hand.

As Kokuin used the mist to keep his body cooled, he turned his worried eye once again to the traps spread out. He began to walk briskly towards the table, the only place not completely surrounded by traps and explosives. When he stopped cold in his tracks. He cringed as his eyes narrowd and turned from a youthfully vigorous light blue to a darkened purple. His fists clasped shut. "What...the hell was that?" As quickly as the feeling had overtaken him, then had it dissipated and he returned to his normal stance. "That presence was...malevolent, but I felt it for only a second, it was faded." Kokuin thought in the very back of his mind, that his psychic network had picked something up. The feeling disturbed him, but he shrugged it off and slowly took a seat at the table, still shaken.