Mutant_Illusion

((If you were planning on staying at the base longer I'll edit the post.))

Twilight turned to the others as they arrived on the scene of the clean-up, a crimson substance dripping from his hands. On the ground near them there was the mangled body of an average mayhem soldier, it was apperant his eyes had literally exploded and he was twisted in an altogether unpleasent manner...

"What can we say, he happened to have ran here alone in desperation and...Well, we suppose we don't need to fill you in on any details..."

Twilight seemed delighted as he floated out of the shadow of Psycho. Now that there was no Blightlord, that meant no undead which meant he no longer needed to fret over whether there would be bodies with a life force from which to feed. With the undead the spirit has long since passed...

"Ah the pandemonium, the mayhem! Delightful......' He regained his usual demeanor as the moment faded. "Well Sybil... We would not mind mopping up the stragglers left near Croatoa. If we are needed you may yuse your usual methods." And with that he stepped into the teleporter.

((Eerrrmmm....Other than me, is there anyone still in the D))

Twilight was slightly disappointed it was over. He shrugged to himself mid-air. An ancient voice spoke in the back of Twilight's head."Can we leave now? This place irritates me for some profound reason..."
"I suppose there isn't much left, let us be off then. I feel the circle performing another ritual....Probably summoning Lilitu again."
Twilight nodded to himself and began floating to the Elevator red-side. He stopped as he passed Jonas and marcus for a moment and stared at them. Snapping his neck straight again he went on his way.
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Flaming was pretty pissed he didn't get to hurt that obnoxious person everyone was after, but after overhearing that he now was scattered in particles throughout the club, his ex[ression became somewhat lighter.

Blood was slowly dripping from the nice new hole in his cheek as he sat back down at the bar, ignore it as he tried. Flaming knew the suit wouldn't let any infections naturally enter his body anyways. "Waitor...Vodka please. I don't care which just something alcoholic."
"Errr...Sir? What about the--"
"Just get me some liquor..."
The waitor set down a shot of jaeger in front of him as he absent mindedly took it down.....Only to have it bleed through his cheek and seep into the wound.

The proceeding shriek of pain would likely be heard on the other end of Shadow Shard...

Twilight shrugged in a sort of agreement with Psycho. "We suppose you are right. Now though it is best we head back to the Resistance base. The magical barriers there are strong enough to make it hard for us to pinpoint the location exactly for one of our disappearing acts so we'll follow you.

Twilight began to take slow steps toward Soul, though the scrapper was not his destination. It was his shadow. Twilight descended down into it as though there were stairs and by the time he was done a voice could be heard in the back of Psycho's mind. We'll be following you very closely indeed...

Twilight was slightly annoyed in his voice tone now. "And what they've done will continue if their most powerful remain alive...You may have just stopped one of our best chances for a slight diversion to attacking Blightlord..." Twilight flew over to the now headless corpse and let his shadows envelop the corpse. "There is no sense however, in letting her go to waste.." When they receeded back onto Twilight the flesh was stripped of her bones, not a drop of blood remaining while the skull of the head was beyond deformed. Twilight looked slightly refereshed and possibly stronger. "You need to let go of personal feelings if we are to win this."

Twilght shook his head to the two fighting Panzerfrau and began to fly closer. "We said we would not kill her for her information. Though she gave to us little we are men of our word." He started to fly away when he stopped and looked back. "By the way....Leaving her alive may help us against Blightlord..."

Twilight's face contorted into a sort of grimace at this response. There was no life to be sustained from by the undead if he beacme damaged. Hopefully the atmosphere of the place would prohibit that damage from occuring in the ffirst place then... he was not pleased by this information as he felt there was more she was hiding, but he was a man of his word. Hmm...Well enough we suppose. Though it would seem you are hiding a bit more than you are telling us we are men of our word. You shall leave this dark place.....but first is something to remember us by.... He floated closer to her, to the point he was just outside her force bubble. You should know that down here I am everywhere... A black portal appeared in front of him and one within her force bubble. As he stuck his right arm in, it appeared to be slowly emerging from the other hole. The thumb of his glove glowed green and pressed against her forehead for an instant before quickly pulling away. There was a small burn mark on her now, but no real damage done. All went black for both of them. Well then......Au revoir. By the time the darkness faded she was standing back where she left, the IP checkpoint clearly in-view.

Twilight however, emerged standing next to Psycho in his normal dignified manner. "Shall we go? We've obtained what we asked.[/i]

((ignoring Twilight for the moment as he is just hovering around you all and watching))

Flaming was sitting at the bar still when he noticed the commtion begin to grow worse still. "The hell is going on over there?!" Though he wanted to stay out of it, he had to at least see what was happening; if only to calm his nerves. "There were a few things he noticed while watching. He saw the wierd, powerful, waitor-but-not-really guy being tailed and attacked by oh so many patrons and he also saw Zero staying out of the business for a bit. "Oh shi--" Before the sentence was finished however another thing caught his attention in a rather painful manner. "OW! son-of-a..." Putting his hand to his head he something was different. If anything it was most likely the sharp metal caltrop that happened to get lodged in his right cheek. Blood began to trickle down his face. Pulling the metal implement from his cheek he cursed under his breath. Flaming felt the spot where the caltrop was and instead had his finger slip through a bloody hole in his cheek. I wanted to not get involved damnit but now I'm pissed... Taking aim from his current position a torrent of flames began to flow down his right arm. He stood in this position for several second before finally letting loose a flaming bolt headed straight for Poe. Not to mention the vine spores he let fly from his left glove immediately after.

Twilight observed the spectacle occuring below and let out what resembled a laugh. Though the transmitions from Marcus and Jonas were gone, it was probably for the best; never is a good idea to reveal too much. Though he could tell the energy of the two was no longer even in this dimension, it didn't really matter much to him, they were merely a time waste for while he was there. Casually hovering over to where the events were occuring, he simply sat at a nearby table and watched. He didn't care what happened to any of the brawling patrons, he only wished to stay near so as to revel in the chaotic tone and in case there were any.....accidents.
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Even from the bar where Flaming was sitting, he could see the rumble happeneing below. "Ah Christ.....Long as it doesn't come up here I'm fine." He looked at the bartender stationed nearby. "'Oy, could use a scotch...I'm not sure how things here are gonna end." He wanted to relax while in the D, but he couldn't look away from the scene.

*rez* Now that was uncalled for....

*Chases crazy with a bamboo stick*
That's right, sticking with the classics.

Twilight cracked his neck in a jerking motion. Good....Now, we only ask for information on one of your more magic oriented Masters....Blightlord. You see, as opposed to many of you others he understands the arcane....This makes him dangerous to us. Now we only ask for information enough to know what barriers or defenses of the type are there. No more. If your word holds true, you may leave undamaged, return to your master and report what you have seen. If you prove to be deceitful...Let us simply say that there are other creatures down here that could prove efficient at helping us remove your precious shield. He studied her a little more closely Ah....We see that is the name with which you wish vengeance. Perhaps you would help us further?

*while bleeding from every imaginable orifice* Slightly....needs Salt. KITTEN RUMBLE. Razzamufraz. Toaster attatched to the brain area. *More incoherent ramblings*

Ach! Too many WMD's!

*Unleashses Azathoth from his holding and ducks behind a rock*

((Ah...should've guessed.))

Twilight sighed and stared at her. You don't get it do you? We aren't in your normal physical plane here....This is past all the rubbish and filth of your realm. Right now we are everywhere and nowhere. We are the shadows. Your guards will never find you here. This is Our element. We are no demon you can excorsise, this is no matter of faith. We will give you one more chance before things turn messy....

If Panzer looked to her sides she would see all manner of otherworldly beings peering through the darkness at them. This was no longer the Paragon she knew.

((Err....I'm a tad confused at what Panzer just ment by the gun and shooting remark.))

((if this is out of line just say and I can edit this))

Twilight sighed and looked away for a moment. "We had hoped you would come willingly but it seems force is necessary..." He raised his hands as she walked away and brought them down with force. The giant wall of darkness behind him started to rumble. In less time than it would take for Panzerfrau to turn around the wall crashed down upon both of them. The next thing they knew they were simply in a void of black. Voices ran from all directions here. As we said, either you could die there or come with us. And we couldn't much let you pass now could we? In your normal state this would not be possible, though in your now weakened state you are in our prison....And to do with as we see fit. Twilights form would now appear in front of her. You forcefield is strong....Even in the condition you're in this would be nigh impenetrable....[u]nigh[u] impenetrable. You see this place? This is how we can move from zone to zone so fast. And now it seems the resistance base would be a good place for us to head off to. Unless you can tell me what i want to know.

Twilight floated aongside her, the dark tendrils feeling their way around the force-field. "Come now...Try not to be so stubborn. It is not as though Elitist will treat you much better. You think one such as he would accept a failure the likes of this? This will either end with you coming with us--"
He floated so that he would be directly in her path. Both his fists and his eyes lit a bright green and the tendrils surrounding her made their way behind her into a sort of wall. "--or you will fall in this wasteland as your very being is consumed..." As he spoke his voice once more turned to it's ancient malice.

Twilight laughed and shook his head. "Ah-ah-ah, you wouldn't want to go around threatening us in your obviously weakened state..." He said this after wagging a finger at her. "Under normal circumstances we can see that shield holding and you even harming us. But after a spectacular crash such as that..." He laughed again, though a more sinister one this time, as black tendrils began to drape over the top of the shield. The did not attack or move, only hung ominously. Twilight sensed her anger, her frustration, and her want of vengeance. But this was not toward the Resistance this last feeling, no....Someone on the other side. "We have an offer of sorts....It could help you obtain that vengeance you so desperately want..."

Twilight arrived to see a badly damaged female heading towardsw the Independence Port Gate. Ordinarily he would have simply let her off, but upon closer inspection he noticed who this is. Ah, this is an opportunity we cannot miss... He slowly and quietly lowered himself behind her. Shadows encroached down his body and slithered on the ground. It would be hard for Panzerfrau to not notice the dark tentacles beneath her. "Ah...Panzerfrau is it? We had hoped to find corpses to harvest but this is simply to good... You look damaged, perhaps we could work out an arrangement that wouldn't involve your painful death...."

Flaming laughed at the display going on between the plant woman and Energon. "Heheh.....And I was hoping to see some blood here too, ah well, I guess I always have the Isles for that..." Flaming stood up and walked over to the railing to watch the club for a minute, on his way the fly trap he had previously grown clumsily stepped in front of his path causing him to stumble and nearly fall flat on his face. "Gah....Stupid thing..." He stopped his walk to the railing and went behind the fly trap, petting it on the head. At the third stroke his glove immediatly emitted incinerating flames over the plant. The thing stumbled around for a moment in a panicked fassion covered in a small flame before finally keeling over as a dried stub. "And that takes care of that."
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Well, we wouldn't call this information valuable, per se, merely historical. An exchange of the past if you will. We only wish to know how one such as yourself became a knight of the Dark World Court.....Or was it a birth right? Feel free to ask any question your mind sees fit, this night is rather boring and we feel this would better serve inquisitive minds as opposed to sitting at a bar-table. He paused for a moment before continuing. Oh yes, and that woman you were trying to mate with, if I assumed correctly, is indeed getting rather agitated at her table there....

Twilight almost began to let out a small laugh when he saw Sara frustrated at the bar, apperantly he had found who the messages were being sent to.

Us? We're simply a silent observer interested in the arcane. And we must say....It has been a long time since we've come into contact with anyone from the Dark World Court. Well personally I never have, but I did tens of thousands of years past. We're sure someone who shared their body between souls such as us understands this concept perfectly... Either way, we couldn't happen but notice these messages seem to transist between your point and that of the woman in red. We would not expect one such as yourself to be involved in matters as trivial as relations. Before you ask, there is no point in this inconveniance, merely an exchange of information...
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Flaming arched an eyebrow at Inky. "You mean you can't? I thought that these fly trap things were just above average plant intelligence. I guess that gass this suit puts out increases the plant's IQ...Ok that sounded wierd. So sorry, but no." Flaming turned to the large Celtic looking man next to him. "Wow.....Big guy ain't ya? Heh, all jokes aside, I wouldn't call it a pet really, more of a servant type thing. I mean if I felt it was annoying or out of place well..." Flaming outstrecthed a hand in the direction of the plant as flares started to fall from the fingertips of his suit. They abruptly stop before full on firing at the fly trap. "I think Zero wouldn't like me setting anything on fire in here though..."

((Sorry 'bout the wall o' text here.))

Flaming laughed at the reluctant greeting gesture by Jake, "Ah relax, he won't bite, well he can't actually." Stopping for a moment, he shook off the uneasy feeling that gave him. "Anyways, Me? I haven't been up to much really, just killing folks with mutated sunflower seeds mostly." He chuckled for a moment as that possibilty actually accured to him. "But yeah, those Rikti are actually pretty vulnerable to plants and the like, must not have many on their homeworld. Should've seen how a warrior screemed when he saw a giant venus fly tra--"

He stopped when he happened to see the subject of what he was saying crawling along the floor in this very same club. "Heheh....Excuse me for a moment." Flaming looked to make sure no-one was watching and suddenly threw out a large seed of his own. A green mist saturated it for a good while before the seed started to burst open. A large fly trap, less experienced and intelligent than the one previously summoned by Inky crawled towards Flaming. He bent down and whispered to it and looked in the direction of Pinky's fly-trap. He turned to Jake for a minute. "Ya know, talking to plants really does work." The large plant swiftly made its way behind Jaws. Flaming snapped his fingers and it lept into the air, a good few inches at most, and landed directly on Jaws in a playful tackle sort of way. It simply stood there and stared at jaws after that.

"Sorry, was an impulse. So anyways, what brings you here? Just takin a break from command and loosening up?"
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Twilight began to grow bored of waiting and watching. Being very detached from his immediate surroundings, it's needless to say the waitor tapping his shoulder took him by surprise. "Sir?' A black tentacle shot from Twilight and wrapped around the waitor's wrist. It most likely burned for a minute before Twilight realized his error. "Our Apologies. It would be in your best interest to address us first next time, lest you end up losing a limb." Twilight slipped him a sliver of Orenbegan gold and floated off, leaving Flaming where he was.

However, he could not help but notice the exchange of a dark energy going throughout the club. Being sensitive to this sort of thing, he slowly floated to the stream of letters and picked a few from the air. To the naked eye he would be grabbing and shooting darkness at air, but to those skilled with this ability they would see him altering the message Sara sent and putting in his own.

We hate to interrupt whatever the sender here was doing, but an inquisitive nature doesn't simply disappear. Tell us, who in a place such as this has the mystic knowledge to communicate through runes?

Flaming let out a smirk upon Jake's recognition of him. He turned to Twilight for a minute. "Told ya he knew me." Turning back to Jake he held an almost anime-like grin. "Just wanted you to meet my pal Twilight Radiation here! He's not much of a talker....Or a people person....Hell I'd barely call him a person."

Twilight looked rather annoyed, looking straight ahead, not even peering at Flaming he stated "Should we thank him or hurt him..." He finally turned to Jake. "Yes, the windbag is correct, we are Twilight Radiation and this introduction feels very much forced." He held out a gloved hand to Jake. It smelt of death and decay, as did he for the most part. "If you are expecting conversation you should consider yourself very much...disapointed." He simply turned back to the bar and quietly observed the goings on of the club.

Flaming merely shrugged off Twilight's anti-social behavior. "Ah forget about him...errr them rather.....I don't know." He made sure to adjust the volume of his voice so that Twilight heard "He's alright on the battlefield...If a bit disgusting. I'm pretty sure he's got some death fetish or something." Twilight sent a dark tentacle over that smacked Flaming, leaving a dark smear on him. "Ow! Blech..." He wiped off the sludge with a napkin and switched his attention to Jake again. "So, any interesting goings on in Arachnos? I used to be a spy for 'em 'till Longbow sent me to the Zig."

Twilight took no notice of Obsidian leaving, instead revelling in the tone of the area. "This feeling... Oh the air of sorrow, death and rage is wonderful!" To the others this may have seemed insensitive and even traitorous by his tone, though anyone who knew him would know it was only because he took substanance off of such emotions.

Though it was light out, darkness was filling into his ventilator and eye sockets. After it ceased he quickly regained his composure. "Forgive our outburst, you must understand that a stigma such as this is a virtual power plant to creatures such as us. As this was your comrade we won't...use her energy."

After this sentence an explosion caught his attention. "We believe we've found some more of our own. You may report to Sybil; we will join you shortly, however it would seem another powerful presence has fallen there. There is an opportunity for....feeding."