Th3King0fChaos

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

Oh dear god...I think I need a bigger axe.

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

@Dark Jack Sorry about my lack of communication. I'll work on it. I understand it's not a personal attack, just the target as I was the one to say it.

But yeah, unless someone else posts something I need to react to I am ready for them to break the door down and for everything to go Doom Eternal.

Anyone Looking for a Modern Fantasy RP?

I am extremely interested in what is being made.

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.