DrabberRogue

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

Arcturus took three of the clean rolls of bandages, stuffing them into an empty coat pocket before continuing the search. He had no idea how much healing blood they were going to have access to, and he wasn't particularly inclined to trust its magical properties. It seemed too good to be true, even more so now that he'd seen its effects firsthand. Best to have a contingency. Though he wasn't a doctor himself, he knew how to dress a wound if need be.

When eventually he turned his gaze upon the blackboards, he fixated his attention on the one he could read. Paleblood? First hunter? Although it was written in plain language, he could hardly make any more sense of it than the equations upon the other boards. What did the arrows mean? Take notes on what? They'd certainly failed in diverting danger from the clinic, if that was their intent, and at least a few patients lie dead by his count.

The best he could figure was that 'paleblood' must have something to do with the unique state of him and the other hunters. He also got the impression that the message was not left for him. Although he had to wonder why it had been left in the first place, given the apparent desire to keep hidden whatever they had done.

"Victor." Arcturus interjected once the white church hunter had finished speaking. "What do you make of this?" Even as he asked, though, the young man wondered if Victor would have any insight to offer. His last response to the muscled man's questions had sounded rather uncertain, after all. Arcturus was beginning to get the impression that their guide didn't have much grasp on the bigger picture. Still he glanced expectantly at Victor over his shoulder, hoping to glean something from whatever response he might receive.

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

I guess if no one else posts, I can take the next one.

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

2D maps sound good to me, always cool to see a visual representation of where we are.

For some reason all this time I'd been imagining the room we woke up in as one really long, narrow area, with one or two rows of the hundred cots set up all along the back wall. The reality seems much more logical now that I see it. xD

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

At long last Arcturus is released from his stasis of not being written about. Post is up!
I feel a little rusty, but it's nice to get something posted again.

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

Arcturus had noted, much to his discomfort, the shocked reaction Victor had showed his refusal. As if it were normal for one to so easily drink from the veins of another person, expected even. He'd had to suppress a shudder of revulsion at the thought. Luckily the conversation had moved swiftly onto the matter of rebuilding the clinic's defenses, allowing the young man to push such disturbing thoughts aside. Admittedly the church hunter had been right. As meager a defense as a locked door was, attempting to fortify the building any more from outside would merely trap the people they were trying to protect. However there was one thing the church hunter had mentioned which he found odd. Incense to keep the beasts away? What was that about? Before Arcturus could ask, however, voices had once more sounded out from among the sleeping patients.

While Victor cautiously greeted the newly awakened men, Arcturus quietly looked on, having nothing immediate to add to the conversation. His piercing blue eyes scrutinized the two and their attire, assessing them and the way they acted. One of the men possessed an impressive physique, impeccably fit and even taller than Arcturus himself. The other was less imposing but still held a striking appearance, seeming confident and intelligent. Both of them had visible scars, indicating to him some manner of experience. Though in what he had no idea. Both men wore clothing of fine make, by his reckoning, one looking to be a traveler of sorts while the other struck him as scholarly. However both men seemed to have a regal bearing about them. Arcturus quickly recognized it, these two were likely both of noble background.

The scholarly man seemed to be adjusting quite well to the situation he had awoken in, while the more muscular of the two appeared quite the opposite. In a way it was reassuring. Arcturus was no longer the only foreigner out of his element. However as the others in the room spoke, exchanging questions and information, one point was brought up which caused the young man some concern.

Contract? Yes, that's right. He had signed a contract before receiving his blood ministration. Yet as hard as he tried, Arcturus couldn't remember the slightest thing about it. He furrowed his brow, turning away from the others with a small frown on his features. Why couldn't he remember? Arcturus had always had an excellent memory, making it all the more strange that he would forget something so important.

Growing slightly frustrated at his uncharacteristic forgetfulness, he began searching through cabinets and drawers, methodically scouring the room for anything that might resemble legal documents. All the while he idly continued to eavesdrop on the conversation, glancing over to watch the massive man push one cabinet in particular aside. It seemed the little men had lead the others to the key. At least now they would be able to leave some small measure of defense behind when they left.

Still, Arcturus was anxious about finding his contract. The fact that he couldn't remember its contents was unnerving. Victor had said something about 'becoming a hunter and hunting beasts,' but this didn't aid his recollection one way or the other. So he continued searching, hoping to find some archive of blood ministration contracts.

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

It's gotten started. Not sure how far along I am but I expect to be finished either today or tomorrow. Sorry about the delay.

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

Ah, yes! I'm a couple weeks late on the draw, but I would indeed like to make a post. Sorry for the communication delay.

It's about time Arcturus did something...
Also! Regarding the memories of hunters after their blood transfusion, how much does the amnesia affect them? I think I read this being covered somewhere else in the thread, but I wanna double check.

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

I've always thought of Yharnam as more of a standalone city-state than as the capital of a larger country. A lonely, isolationist metropolis sequestered away in the mountains, having forgotten the position it once held as the capital of Pthumeru.

If it's to currently be the capital of a country though... I dunno. Yharnam has weird naming conventions and I'm bad at naming things. I'm fine with whatever y'all come up with.

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

Oh nice! What fortunate timing~

I can do that. The main reason why I tended to end up vanishing is, somewhat ironically, because I felt guilty about lurking when I didn't have the motivation to post. I didn't want it to look like I was on the site and not doing anything.
...Kind of a weird thing for me to think now that I put it to screen and read it back.

Anyways, I'll make an effort to be logging in and making contact so I don't disappear. Promise.

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

Crap, I died again. A year later and I'm still disappearing for a month or two between every post...
Really sorry about that, as much of a broken record as I may sound like at this point.

I wonder if people are put off by it being an rp that's already started and seems to have lost most of its players? Even though we haven't even left the clinic in the story, a year having passed since the rp's start probably looks like a lot. I know when I'm considering joining an rp, how long its been going and how many people are active in it is usually taken into account.

On that note, are you still interested in trying to continue? The sweet, sweet hunt always brings me back, but it occurs to me that my apparent monthly loss of motivation might make me ill suited to being the only player...