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Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

Sorry for taking so long, I was waiting to see if @Habibi359 would post a response.

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

Ishin

Ishin grabs the axe from the air as he feels the weight and focuses on it. Perfect they trust me enough to give me a weapon so we can fight whoever is there. Ishin takes a step back and now waits for the door to be opened. He'll let the two in front of him make their move as he will support them as he will use his axe to try and crack and break what ever comes his way. As Ishin lifts his axe and weighed the force he can make and he felt it as if it was natural, a little too natural. Well whatever that is it doesn't matter, what matters is him making a safer place for himself, he'll figure everything out later.

As he prepared to fight he saw a man move past him. Ishin kept watch of him as he moved to the weapons and grabbed a spear and joined them in their defensive line. Well it is good to have more people it will make their life easier as he doesn't know how many people will be coming through, but if they have enough people here, even a beast coming through would be hard pressed to take them all down. So With the new people it will be good to have some more power on their side. Just hoping that the man with the raspy voice is the only person there to fight them.

'Good lord', was all that ran through his head as he heard his heart beat in his ears as he was in the mist of a life and death situation, and it is kill or be killed. This was an adrenaline rush just waiting for the door to open. Are we gonna wait for them to try and open it or will we open it? Ishin just prepared to fight as he was set facing the door from the front as if they come charging in they will meet the spears then he will try and end them with a swift and heavy blow of the axe to the head. He hopes that when they bust down the door that they don't have firearms and just blast the door into him. He would be unable to dodge the shot if it hit him.

His mind is running every possibility, yet they all seem so negative, he couldn't waver, he felt an urge to fight, a need for it. This must have been his fight or flight response kicking in. He must be readying himself to fight and take down what ever is behind there, yet he felt his blood start to boil in anticipation. Like something was swelling and ready to burst, all it needed was a trigger to let it rip.

@DrabberRogue@Habibi359@King Cosmos

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

None what so ever, @King Cosmos. Just do whatever you feel fits.

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

Ishin

Nightmare

Fire, blood, and memories
Ishin finds himself in a house with two women, both smiling happily with the sunset behind them through the window. One was wheelchair bound, with a soft and gentle smile that warmed the soul. And the other held herself up tall as the other was unable to, acting like a standing stone being used to keep them both upright. Yet he felt something missing as he stares at them. He did not know their names, nor who they are to him, all he knew is that he felt a strange connection to them. Yet a small shadow began to fall their faces as the sun began to set.

Screams began to slowly bellow throughout the air, as the night came the city was met with a new sun. A man made inferno that seemed to have taken hold of the world outside of that window, all seen through a small window past the two women casting a deep and dark shadow over the two of them.

Something in this man started to fade, black holes slowly took over his body, covering him in large spots darker than black itself. As a sense of self was slowly lost, parts of him disappeared as he started to see everything but his golden pendant and his eyes disappeared.

As both women start to light up and smiled softly to him as blood began to fill the room, all that rung through Ishin's ears was, "Goodbye". As the blood ignited and exploded into a deep maroon inferno. And a roar resounded through out that dream.
Until he awoke.

Ishin comes out of his slumber like a silent beast, rage seemed to be in him as he wanted to yell out, but something told him he should not scream, lest he wakes...wait who is he worried about waking? He can't remember who he was trying to let sleep. Maybe the people near him? Who knows? He didn't even know where he was, let alone who was near him. He began to scan the room he noticed the many people laying either in a sound rest with these strange corpse creatures laying on them, or men and women seeming to be in immense pain.

Ishin thinks where he is yet with little avail other than his understanding that he was healed. By what and what for was not known to him. What he does know is that he is in a room with people he doesn't know and..."What in the hell is that?", He says in a quiet but fearful voice as he sees multiple little hands crawl up and bulbous heads look at him and seemed to silently cheer. As he nearly threw a punch at one of the little creatures, until he realizes they mean him no harm. They just stared at him, even though it freaked him out, if they had some crazy power or can be hostile, he didn't want to find out.

Ishin was about to say something to them as he heard people outside of the only door here. He looked over to find two people with weapons standing near the door. A thought came to mind, to roll off his cot quietly and let them handle their fighting as he hid. To fight right now is stupid, he has no weapons and didn't know if the two on his side are friend or foe. Yet something told him he was not going to sit by as people fought and was in control of his own life. So with a quick wave of the hand, he shoo-ed the small creatures away and rolled off of his cot. As he quietly cleared his throat and stood up as he slowly walked over towards the door as he raised his hands to show he was of no harm.

Ishin slowly made a motion for one of them to toss him a weapon so he can defend himself, if all else failed he would have to go with using his fists. Even if he felt confident with fighting with his fists. He was going up against two men, with each of them holding weapons and with men beyond the door. Ishin knew he needed to try with the people on this side of the door, because he could tell from the sound of the grunting and thuds on the other side of the door, that those men aren't quite here to pick him up from his doctor's appointment.

Sorry My character sleeps in too often

Hi sorry for being so late to the party, I was caught up in a literal shit storm of a situation with my moving, but now I am (supposedly) back to normal! I can start making posts again and I can actually be in this great hunt that is about to take place. I talked to Jack so he knows I'm posting and am back, I just hope the rest of you are okay with me joining again

Altera: Of the Destitute and the Destined

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Argentum

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Argen Finds himself looking off and inspecting the rest of the area as he thinks about heading off for food. Once Oscar speak of finding their lost companion Argen decides it would be a good time to eat. As he states, "I think our companion is fine. But if you'll excuse me, I'll be grabbing something to eat". As Argen heads off to line up and grab some food. Damn a good warm meal that he didn't have to wait to make. He definitely is in a good mood for the start of the day.

Altera: Of the Destitute and the Destined

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Argentum

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Argen finally entered the mess hall, and found it have a small and cozy energy. It was a nice change of pace from a constant melancholy nature of the trip he and his companions had to do. As his eyes scanned the area as he found a small gambling area and they seemed to have been rolling dice, 'Good', was all he could think as he thought of his dream once again when he saw the gathering. Was still a game of luck, but was definitely better as it didn't involve him losing his cool to seeing a hand similar to the one he saw in his dream.

As Argen continued his scan, he saw some of his companions at a lone table. Ettamri and Oscar, two hearty people, hopefully the others made it through. This doesn't bode well however as he hasn't seen or heard of the others and their Blade Dancer was running a fever and could have passed. Hopefully not, yet if she did, then she would at least be given a fate better than this.

Argen began to make his way over to the table as he passed a few people and shifting quietly around others, trying to not bring any unwanted talk to him. As he finally made it over he wanted to stay the same with a good old sigh, yet knew he should try giving some more than a near dead pan expression.

Argen made it to his companions as he starts with, "How are you two? You both seem well, that is good to see". Argen says this as he tries to muster what can be called a smile, yet the best he can make is a half ass-ed smirk. As he drops it as he isn't feeling like making a face, all he wants is food, yet he is unsure if the food is free. If it's not then he's not sure he can pay as he has no money on him to pay. He should have some rations left, yet that is mostly jerky and dried foods, which is less than satisfying.

Altera: Of the Destitute and the Destined

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Argentum

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Argen takes a deep breath his body jerks awake. His eyes darted back and forth over and over again looking around the now missing table. He instinctively checks his hands, his feet, and all of his limbs. Now he looks around at his surroundings, thinking he was in that dark gambling room, yet it was just a simple room. He took a deep breath and sighed as he then sputtered out, "Fuck me".

Argen began reequipping his gear, finding his own hands shaking. Even if he was now warm and rested he felt something take hold of him and drain him of some energy. He knew this well, fear. He sighed as he had finally found himself in a worry again, another venture that seemed to have been doomed from the start. Hell with that bad hand, it always seems luck never favored him, even now. Yet, at least something good came with their rush, they were found.

These thoughts had to wait, he needed to find everyone else, if they were to be found that is. He knows if he survived someone must know where they are, maybe he can find something, or someone. Hell some food would be great, even though he ate everyday, he found it slightly lacking in weight, and didn't help when he had to work like a maniac to push the cart. His body only knew one thing at some points, survive. He pushed through the snow as a plow for the cart and felt his body grow weak yet didn't allow a single shift as he knew to stop is to die. And they all nearly did, even if the pushed it seemed like some being was trying to kill them.

That no longer matters all that matters now is to find out who lived and where he is. After all, it would only be smart to understand how far are they away from the city, as it would be worst if they are unable to make it back. After all he has a debt to pay.

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

Ishin Anduril

Name:
Ishin Anduril

Race:
Paleblood Hunter

Appearance:
Ishin is a rather normal male in stature and size. He stands at 5'10 and seems slightly shorter as he is always leaning or slanting himself in some way, this comes from years of bad habits from always standing in a lean. His limbs are also a strange part of him as they are shorter than they should be, by about two inches, making his reach short, yet this makes his muscles seem more dense as the compactness makes them seem large and bulging.

Ishin is quite hygienic and maintains good well kept clean black hair and a thin beard. He has tan skin with somewhat angry looking blue eyes. Ishin's voice is normally filled with a slight sense of anger and cheer, yet while in combat it sounds more like ferocity and anger. He lets his voice comes out quite often when fighting as he allows his anger fuel him and uses it to in his fighting and movements making him seem very sporadic and aggressive.

Clothes:
Ishin has made it with the bare minimum on his person, a simple long sleeve, a black coat, some sturdy brown pants, and some worn boots. This clothing is simple yet sturdy. Yet the one thing Ishin holds onto him that is different is that he holds his fathers golden sun pendant.

Backstory:

TL;DR- Ishin was born to Mason Anduril and Elaine Anduril, with two sisters named Marisha and Lauren. Marisha is the oldest and was born without the use of her legs. Ishin's father got black lung and it grew worst, so they moved to Yharnam. He became a hunter for the church as Ishin took on responsibility as a father figure. Then one night, Ishin's father left for another night, this night a small outbreak happened. Men broke into his home, killed his mother, and Ishin killed them. He now took his father's old sun pendant, which means good fortune, and hoped to start the rest of his life with his sisters without worry. Except he came down with a bad sickness that left him near dead, and sought out the healing church to cure him as he didn't want to leave his sisters by themselves. Now he has became a hunter on the worst night for it.

Also he is an angery boi, who is big mad at everything and had lost most of his memories except for his anger towards really just about everything. Also a love towards two women he doesn't remember.

Long biography

Ishin was born outside the city of Yharnam in a town called Golvarn. During his younger years he was raised with his older and younger sisters, Marisha and Lauren. They were fathered by Mason Anduril, whom was a man of a western land traveling around, and finally settling in Golvarn. Their mother, Elaine Anduril, who was just a simple woman of Yharnam who had fallen for a good man from a distant land. Ismael and his sisters lived a normal life with their mother and father. Well as normal as it can be when their father leaves on long days of mining coal, and with the fact his older sister, Marisha, was born without the use of her legs. Yet they were happy as they were all together and live a peaceful life.

Soon this sense of peace slowly faded as Ishin's father fell to the coal sickness leaving them worrying for their father's safety. And with Marisha's own inability to work, it left the with little option other than to seek out a cure. With the surge of the stories of the blood healing miracles of Yharnam. It gave hope to them as they moved to Yharnam to give some healing to their father. With this healing not only was he healed of his ailments, he had grown in strength as he had now became a hunter for the church. As was his payment for such magical wonders to heal his very severe ailment.

Yet with each night that passes they worried for their father's return, after each night he seems battered, bloodied, and near deaths door, just barely able to make it home, and almost losing his sense of what he is as he seems to has lost that spark in his eye. As if he wasn't quite human after these long nights, on seeing the sunrise from the east his humanity slowly returns. Reminding him of his wife and children as they are now who he fights for.

Over time Ishin became more and more helpful and protective of his sisters as he wished for them to just live a happy life with his family, he makes it a habit to never complain or even make note of his sisters' condition giving them another figure as they all began to feel as if they had started to lose their father. Taking it even on himself to make sure even himself being in pain to make not even a peep when he must take on the duties of his father from his slow loss of his own ability to be a father. All was 'well' with Ishin as he was contempt with his life, even with the situation of his life he finds it worth it as he loves his sisters above any pain.

Yet when Ishin had reached the age of maturity, a night unlike any night before came about. Something felt wrong as this did not feel like a normal night, it felt as if men seemed to have changed. Before Ishin's father left for the night, he gave him a lesson in how to fight as he was to be the man of the house. He was taught to aim for all weak points, the eyes, the ears, the mouth, the stomach, and the crotch. Any where and every where is a point to hit and every point to protect his family. As now Ishin's father left into the night. This night was definitely like no other night as many started losing themselves. As Ishin watched the men outside of his home, he noticed the men slowly turn from men to monsters. These men seem to slowly turn on each other, they formed and slowly made hunting parties to bring down beasts and became just beasts who turned on each other in their own parties. Some of these men even just wanted blood, some tried to break into others homes to just kill others and to sate their lust of blood.

Ishin was met with a horror, as he was met with men trying to bust through his door. His mother hid him and his sisters into the basement as they heard their door get knocked down and their mother was brutally murdered. His little sister cries out but goes unnoticed except by a few men who finds them. The men start coming down to take their blood. With the blood in the air and fear filling his mind, something in Ishin's mind just seemed to click. Something sparked in him as he yells out, taking a pipe, he brought it down onto the mans arm and broke it. Giving Ishin a new weapon, an actual blade, a weapon to take these men made beasts down. He takes the axe and swings hard and fast, digging the blade deep and ending the man. With a ferocity and anger that could be described as a beasts itself, Ishin rips through the men as they wished to do harm unto his sisters, his only family left. His crippled sister and his younger sister, neither who can't defend themselves, he feels that death is facing him like a starving beast. And he needed to be hungrier, or risk being consumed.

Once Ishin has defended his family and locked his home down again. A sense of dread came over Ishin, his body is now covered in the blood of men, his mother is laying dead he nearly cracked and began to yell and cry in pure terror. Yet heard his sister call for him, which brought him back to the moment, if he cracked and faltered his sisters would grow in dread leaving them all in darkness and dread. So he covered and moved his mother, cleaned himself and moved his sisters to a safe room to comfort them both. This night was long and dreadful for them. The stench of incense, blood, and death filled the house, yet the worst piece of this was not the senses nor what is happening outside, it was the feeling of time almost never moving, and as if the air itself seemed to have be came stagnant. This night was definitely long, yet the children together they held through, comforting each other and holding each other through the night until the sun finally shown through and illuminated the world once more, giving them a new hope.

Their father had never returned to them, Ishin spent the next few weeks in search of any sign of him, yet he seemed to have left without a trace. Ishin later found his signature gold sun pendant, he would wear as a good luck charm from his home land, inside of his drawer saying it was another one made for when Ishin became a true man. Ishin took that sun and carried it on his neck to now remind him the warmth of that sun that signaled the end of that terrible night. Maybe with this it signals peace for him and his sisters as they lost so much and had strengthened together.

Yet tragedy struck him, as all who live in this world. A disease took hold of him, one that made him cough dark blood, lost his balance, and even be unable to consume anything beyond liquids. He was nearing deaths door when he was finally able to gain blood treatment from the healing church, even with his disdain of the church's existence he needs this, as if he couldn't be there to protect his family, who would?

Yet this was a strange blood healing now, he needed to take a blood transfusion, something that would make him something more. A hunter, like his father before him, and like the man before him he will have to hunt the beasts. Yet he had lost much of his memories other than him holding anger towards many things and admiration for two women called Marisha and Lauren.

Mobius Academy: The City in the Sky

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Joziah

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Joziah has finally made it to Mobius, and he was excited, and terrified. Sure he was in a safe place, yet he was leaving his mentor and guardian. He was leaving his friends and now chosen family. He knew he needed to focus, if he didn't focus with something as trivial as this he wouldn't be fit to be a hero. He felt calm while in the auditorium, with the view not being on him he can be more focused on himself and setting himself in the right state of mind. 'This was definitely going to be a different experience and it will be fun, I swear, just focus and calm down'. There is a ton of sensory data just in this small area around him as multiple people are moving, shifting and just doing anything to keep themselves entertained, all while Joziah is trying to block out all of that data, it's hard, but he manages to do it and finally starts correcting himself and becoming his 'normal' self.

As the speech ends, Joziah has already became 'normal' again and has a small smile on his face just listening. Once they were released he grabbed his card and started to head towards the shuttles to get to the dorm. He was excited to meet his new class/dorm mates as they will be spending some time together it would be best to get off on the right foot. Once Joziah entered the building he began to make sure his belongings were where they should be and headed out to start greeting each of his dorm mates and teacher. After all, Jean always said how you are seen is half the fight against crime. 'And besides the most fun part of today is going to be making new friends!'

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Issie

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Issie had a good bit of energy stored up in him as he has been cooped up in a temporary room for almost a week now, on express orders to limit his wandering. Now he was just itching to run around, yet had to now sit through this introduction. Issie already found the key card underneath his seat and was playing with it. Floating it with his powers, spinning it on his finger, and even floating it around his head and different parts of his body as he tracks it. Anything to just get through this so he can run off and explore. It's almost time…almost…now!

As they were dismissed Issie walked calmly up 'till he was near the door, then he ran off to explore. He didn't care about meeting his dorm mates at the moment, he was more worried about seeing everything he was unable to see for a near week! Just because he had a habit of getting lost. 'Psh, I don't get lost…often…often enough to be concerned about'. That doesn't matter he can just...and he is being 'directed' to the shuttles. "Awe-some".

As Issie gets to the dormitory he finds a nice spot in the commons area to sit on the couch. Yet he sits on it the wrong way as his back is on the cushion and his legs are hanging off the top as his head is floating there a just a few inches or so off the ground. He was upset, he wanted to do anything other than just sit around and socialize. After all they were gonna be here for long enough they would all get to know each other well. Issie wanted to see this city he was denied of for the past week. 'But nooooooooooo, I now have to sit in a bigger room now. And do nothing fun. All I can do is talk to others and read a book. Look books are nice, but not when that is the few forms of entertainment you've had for a week'. Now all he is doing is staring off towards the coffee table, just bored out of his mind.

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Adrith

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Adrith has never liked any of these formalities. As he sits in his seat leaning back and just listening. Wishing to be anywhere else, as this is just beyond boring. Adrith knew it wasn't going to be as simple as step in and become a hero, but still! Everyone here should know what they were signing up for, to become heroes. So why are they having to sit here and listen to this speech? 'Was this what High school is like? What a drag', Was the immediate idea that came to mind when the speech continued. At least one part of speech at least interested Adrith, one of the teachers was going to be Shadow Cat, Kitty Pryde. He knew her from the stories he's heard of young heroes making a difference. He could learn a thing or two on what it is to be a hero. Wolverine as well? 'Hmm, they both seem to be good people to talk to, one would be how to control oneself while the other could help with how to be better'.

Finally, they can leave, and they weren't here for too long. Perfect. Adrith slipped his hand under his seat as he fishes the card out as he looks at it. 1-A…'that's the class of Kitty Pryde, perfect I suppose'. Adrith has some hopes for what he will learn under her. Besides that he finds this entire thing boring. He begins to head to the shuttle with a sigh and a shrug in his posture as he doesn't care about much else. Once he makes it to his dormitory, he was definitely amused by what he finds, a four star hotel? How amusing as he did find himself in less than favorable circumstances not too long ago, but to find himself in a place like this just seems too amusing.

He inspects the area for a while, just interested in the area itself as he's never been in a place so strange to him. Yet it seems this place is like any other living area, a kitchen, a living room/area, and rooms for everyone. Adrith finds a place to sit and kick up his feet as he just lays back and stares at the ceiling and starts to think. Thinking about how he should introduce himself, how he should treat others when they speak, even just how to look so he doesn't start off the wrong way. Little did he know he went back into an old habit which was to scowl and rest in a way to have his frame take up a perceivable large amount of area, making his presence well known.

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

(I also privately wonder whether naming it "Vlad" would make sense in context. It makes sense to us because of Vlad the Impaler...

@Dark Jack

In the Bloodborne universe this would make no lick of sense as Vlad, nor any person of similar relations, seem to have exist. They do impale and put people on pikes, sure. Yet No one man was ever named responsibly, so we would have no name to really tie it to. So Vlad would just be a standing name as a real name can be made for it later. As in Bloodborne very few weapons have been named. It being named I could think of as it would probably be the only one of its kind and it would more likely a decorative piece or a sign of the growth of Yharnam. I could see it being set up by the church for this express purpose. Or just some bat shit crazy Godo level blacksmith and a Guts level hunter came together to fight beasts in the most batshit but, if I do say so myself, badass way possible.

If a name was designated easily it could just be called, Pile Driver. Yet there is no oomph to it, so I dislike the name immensely. If it was mounted in a high place it could be called something dealing with its positioning over a function, God's eye, Sun's Scorn, and the such. Yet I don't feel they fit well enough. If it had a schematic with it from the Powder Kegs, then it makes sense if it is simple as the don't make names that are over complicated, so Pike Launcher could work but it is tactless to say the least. So I have came up with a name I feel would work.

V.L.A.D

Violent
Long-distant
Agonizing
Death

(This is a joke, but I find it hard to think of a name for it at the moment)

Also if a Powder Keg did make this, then I can only think the piles are each hollowed out a bit and filled with an explosive device that goes off after a certain time upon impact. Like the god damn arsonists they are. So then they would be able to pin the larger beasts then when exploded it would wound the beast further by cauterizing the fuck off size hole and sending shrapnel into it and shredding it further. (This is best result, worst result is a shit ton of collateral damage)

Then lets not get started with the fact of you will be firing from a long distance if we scale it to that size and launch that fucker. You can either:
A- Hit the Beast.
B- Wiff and hit the ground.
C- Wiff and hit a building.
D- Wiff and hit a fellow Hunter.
420- You jump off of the tallest tower with this thing, and hit the greatest YY ladder scope and pin 4 different beasts together to make the greatest Hunter-kebab. For all of your hunting needs. And look! It's on the go! Great for using to get a quick pick me up!

Edit:

Ok I just had an idea after reading it again up to the part that they are arsonists. What if the damn thing was on fire. Just hyucked a human sized stake that was burning them from the inside. Like the true arsonists they are.