My Koikatsu Crux work

[Magister_militum]

I feel like it's time I stopped being a borderline lurker. So, I've grown to quite like Koikatsu after I downloaded it was given the game by Tzeentch and tried it out. The character creator is superb. What's also amazing was that Aves posted several crux resources on this forum and I knew I had to try them out. I made an entire (short) crux scene today so I decided to share it here. I'll be making a lot more scenes very soon, mostly with Azur Lane characters which I always make from scratch, minus their uniforms. My first crux scene feature the lovely Dunkerque of Vichy French navy.

 

[Magister_militum]

Dunerque reacts to her nailing and is raised. Let's just say the invisible evil spirits (Slaaneshi scum) are responsible.

 

[Douti Sana]

Excellent. Finally some attention to foot nailing! Refreshing.

 

[Magister_militum]

Poor Dunkerque suffers on her cross under the merciless sun.

 

[Magister_militum]

Evening brings little respite as Dunkerque breathes her last and finally passes away.

 

[Magister_militum]

Thankfully, Dunkerque simply has a vivid imagination and remains safe and sound in her comfy bed.

 

[Magister_militum]

Excellent. Finally some attention to foot nailing! Refreshing.

You'll definitely like the next one I've made then. Gonna upload it in a day or two.

 

[mmmnnn]

Excellent work!

 

[ngsleep2]

looking forward to this! thank Aves for the assets and thank YOU for the creations!!!

 

[Aves]

Awesome renders! Glad to see the assets being used. I'm hoping some other people also pick them up.

 

[Magister_militum]

Here's the first five. Going to upload the rest tomorrow morning.

- Her hands bound, Helena slowly made her way across the small meadow. Although she could not see them, she could sense the icy presence of vile wraiths that captured her while she was traveling. Even in the midst of summer, Helena felt chills through her bones. She had managed to dispose of several wraiths using holy water before being subdued and brutally flogged two hours ago. Helena was keenly aware the spirits wanted blood and expected to be drowned in a bog or thrown into a pit but she severely underestimated the vindictiveness of the wraiths that held all the living in great contempt. Once she spotted the wooden beam and several bloodied nails laying atop it, Helena froze, falling to her knees, fully comprehending the painful fate that awaited her. Suddenly, without any warning, cold, long dead hands gripped Helena's bound arms and dragged her forcefully before pinning her arms to the wood. There was no hammer in sight for the creatures possessed otherworldly strength. Helena gritted her teeth in grim anticipation as her heart beat faster than it had ever beat before.

 

[Magister_militum]

Unfortunately, I was quite busy today so I couldn't upload it earlier but here's the next part:

- Aaaaaah!!! Uaah!!! NOOO!!! Aaaah!!!

Ear piercing screams rang across the meadow as thick cold iron spikes were being driven into the girl's wrists. Helena thrashed, kicked and howled in pain and dread as the spikes made their way through her delicate flesh. Nothing in her nineteen years of age had prepared her for the true agony of the nailing she was being subjected to. The wraiths took their time pushing the nails through flesh and into the wood, being careful not to tear the veins and end Helena's ordeal prematurely. Once the wraiths had affixed her arms to the beam and as her adrenaline faded, the jolts of searing pain caused Helena to scream even more, to the indifference of her executioners. Disbelief quickly mixed with the pain and Helena could not bring herself to look at the nails protruding from her arms. Instead, she gnashed her teeth and anticipated the horror of nails piercing her feet. However, the wraiths' plans was different. Several dead hands picked Helena up and forced her to stand. Helena wailed as nails pushed against her gored flesh but lacked the power or means to defy the spirits.

"Beam. Walk." - The long-dead damned voice whispered in Helena's ear, causing her to slightly recoil. It was a voice of a damned soul denied a proper burial and left to linger in its miserable evil in the world of the living. In great pain, walking slowly to the large upright beam, Helena could not help but wonder whether a similar grizzly fate awaited her.

Once she reached the tall wooden beam, wraiths grabbed the plank to which Helena was affixed and slowly started raising them against the beam, as before indifferent to Helena's screams and moans.

 

[Magister_militum]

Nailed to the wood, being raised, Helena moaned and gritted her teeth in pain as the spikes in her arms pushed against the bones of her wrists. After what felt like minutes of raising, the wraiths tied the patibulum to the cross yet devised no support for Helena's legs as she was left hanging solely from the nails in her arms in all its agony. As if the nails weren't enough, the callous wraiths also tore several thorny branches from a nearby dead bush, fashioning a cruel parody of a crown.

Trickles of fresh blood ran down Helena's forehead after the wraiths placed the wreath of thorns on her head, further adding to her misery. She instinctively knew the end was nowhere in sight and attempted to somewhat prepare herself for what was to follow.

 

[Magister_militum]

With a mixture of horror, suspense and disbelief, Helena watched as the nail held by the being invisible to her mortal eyes slowly inched closer to her ankle which was being held against her cross by another wraith. Helena's young strong heart once again raced as if it wanted to escape her chest.

- Aaaaaaargh! Aaaaaa! Aghhh! -

Helena's already spent throat once again released heart-piercing screams as the vicious iron nail was being driven through her ankle, slowly and deliberately, shattering the small bones and pushing the fragments into the tortured flesh. Screaming from the top of her strained lungs, Helena could not believe it was possible for a living being to endure a such a pain, far, far worse than what she had felt half an hour before when her arms were being pierced. Soon afterwards, Helena's right ankle met the same fate as the left, firmly affixed to the crossbeam, sending torrents of pain through Helena's entire body. She could no longer remain still and the violent convulsions forced her body to begin a horrific "dance" on the cross borne out of unimaginable agony.

 

[Magister_militum]

Fully crucified, Helena quietly sobbed while attempting to shift as little as possible to avoid unnecessary additional pain. Yet her brain's survival instincts would once again betray her as it forced her to push upwards using her tortured hands and legs just to get half a lungful of precious air. Each such lift further sapped Helena's strength and caused her to wail in pain. Helena could not imagine who could have first devised such a torture. The intermittent rhythm of Helena paying a painful toll just for some air continued well into the afternoon and the evening.
- GODS WHYYYY!!! - Helena screamed with a ragged voice, knowing full well no divine intervention would be coming to her rescue as she died alone, crucified.

 

[Magister_militum]

The cool summer night finally fell.

A small part of Helena was glad that here were no insects which the icy aura of the wraiths must have chased off. The pain was nowhere close to ceasing but Helena could sense it would not be much longer until life left her. Exhausted and with her wounds now inflamed, Helena could barely push herself upwards to fill her lungs with a small amount of
oxygen. Again, unfortunately, she underestimated the callousness of the wraiths.

One of the spirits' unique senses was that of life. During the night, when their strength was at its peak, they could see Helena's life force draining just as clearly as a mortal being could see the sun during the day. So far, Helena had been crucified for nine hours, since five in the afternoon. They wanted her to linger for a while longer.

Helena suddenly felt a chill behind her tortured legs, wincing as she heard the nail tearing through the wood. The other wraith affixed a small rectangular thick piece of wood to the nail. Helena winced in pain as cold skeletal hands wrapped around her feet. She wailed as the wraiths separated her feet from the wood, slowly, with the intention of causing more pain. Fresh blood and liquid oozed out the the holes made by the spikes as Helena was once again left hanging from the nails in her arms, pushing against the strained bones of her wrists. "Finally... this... is it." - Helena thought as she expected to, at last, asphyxiate without any way to push herself upwards again.

Sadly, she was wrong, which she truly realized when the wraiths cruelly pulled the nails from her ankles, discarding one, and placing her wounded feet on top of the piece of wood they had affixed to the beam. Helena now realized the footrest's true purpose. She would not die immediately and linger at least until the morning thanks to one infernal piece of wood. Her mouth agape and tears pouring from her eyes, Helena watched as the nail was placed over her feet, which had been placed atop one another.

 

[Magister_militum]

Helena yet again screamed in utter agony in spite of her, now agonized chest and lungs, as the nail pushed by the wraith once again pierced her delicate feet, crushing yet more small bones doing so, firmly securing her feet against the piece of wood which would "ease" her breathing and extend her suffering by a day at most. Thankfully, a little grace of the gods must have reached her as the unimaginable pain in her feet finally overcame poor Helena's brain, causing her to faint lest she experience the initial spreading torrents of agony. Helena's ordeal was not over but at least she would spend some minutes in peaceful oblivion before the pain resumed.

 

[Magister_militum]

Helena's ordeal is far from over but luckily for her, royal help is on the way in the form of two royal knights - an experienced officer and the rank-and-file soldier following her commander. As to whether they will successfully rescue Helena, you'll see in a few days.

 

[Magister_militum]

Helena's ordeal is far from over but luckily for her, royal help is on the way in the form of two royal knights - an experienced officer and the rank-and-file soldier following her commander. As to whether they will successfully rescue Helena, you'll see in a few days.

By the way, I'd like to hear which of the two girls you like more if that's not a problem.

 

[Loinclothslave]

I think I like Enty the best