Post by Commodore Kimono on Oct 12, 2024 16:40:02 GMT -5
Looking For His Wife
Kimono Lamellar
Mother of Mist: Komashitsu
Intergalactic Terrorist, Ex-Earth Military, Wanted Criminal
UNKNOWABLE, UNSEEABLE, UNSPEAKABLE
Base Power Level: 88,954 (Antisense NOW ACTIVE)
Current Power Level: 444,770 (Antisense NOW ACTIVE)
Word Count: 528
Total Word Count: 4,080
Text Hex: d40000
Mother of Mist: Komashitsu
UNKNOWABLE, UNSEEABLE, UNSPEAKABLE
Base Power Level: 88,954 (Antisense NOW ACTIVE)
Current Power Level: 444,770 (Antisense NOW ACTIVE)
Word Count: 528
Total Word Count: 4,080
Text Hex: d40000
To say this was all a sudden surprise was an understatement to say the least. Komashitsu just sat there dumbfounded in her chair as the events unfolded before her. From the accidental encounter with Yangcong, to the very short lived attempt to track his wife he's been apparently looking for, for quite some time, to the arrival of his longtime friend, and now the sudden appearance of the very woman they were in the moment debating the tracking of. It was like the universe was playing some sick form of a sitcom out in front of everyone present, throwing plot-based haymakers at the audience with intense ferocity. She couldn't comprehend how everything could have unfolded so fast, and elected to sit out of it and watch the two have their moment in peace. It wouldn't make much sense for the demon to involve herself much with the scene.
As she did, she could feel the final remnants of her magical wells begin to resource themselves into existence. Her sapping from the local streams of magical power had been successful, and finally feeling that she could return home, she was planning on taking the opportunity while she had it. Her work here was done, even if she did virtually nothing of value in the long run, and while raising her hand above her head, a circle of floating runic characters would appear in the air as crackling lightning and energy split apart the veil of the living and otherworld realms. The fabric of reality began to crack, and while leaning forward in her chair and grasping ahold of the cracks through space-time, Komashitsu's pull ripped open a rift back to her cathedral on Earth, the eyes of thousands of black and white clothed cultists looking up at the rip into heaven by the eldritch entity herself. Komashitsu's Hutong limbs would jut out of her spine, the gigantic spider legs suspending her in the air before kicking her chair through the gate into the living realm, before twisting to let her body look back at the two lovers as they made their embrace.
"I guess my job here is done, Yangcong. I wish you two the most successful of times. As you can see, my magic has come back enough to travel back. Maybe one day Kim will see you back in the mortal world. Maybe." Koma's voice would state coldly, before turning back to the crack in space and would crawl through the gap back to the mortal world herself like the spider monster that she was, before the forces of the universe began to reform the cracks and seal up the hole she left behind. Only the faint voice of Komashitsu and Kimono was left behind in the aftermath of her tearing across dimensions. "Don't get caught in a stupid act again, or you might be stuck in here forever next time..."
Komashitsu's Current Power Level: 444,770 (Antisense ACTIVATED AND UNDETECTABLE)
Komashitsu is ESCAPING the afterlife and the thread!
Combat Started
KP: 6/6
MP: 0/6
HP: 0%/250%
Active Items: Wedding Rings (1/1)
Consumable items: None
Passive Items: Rainbow Scouter / Jack-O-Nimbus / Weighted Teddy (Unset) / Lackey (Yukata Lamellar / Arriving Later)
Komashitsu is ESCAPING the afterlife and the thread!
Combat Started
KP: 6/6
MP: 0/6
HP: 0%/250%
Active Items: Wedding Rings (1/1)
Consumable items: None
Passive Items: Rainbow Scouter / Jack-O-Nimbus / Weighted Teddy (Unset) / Lackey (Yukata Lamellar / Arriving Later)