Habibi359

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

Edited post. Had to edit also the end of the post with this new information.

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

@Dark Jack I see! I was perhaps bit overeager to write stuff and advance to the other side of the door. I had read and reread before making the post about what had happened outside and the outcome and perhaps was overconfident that I could describe -not accurately- whatever was outside.

But nevertheless, I shall edit my post to reflect that men are horrified/confused. Or do you prefer that I backtrack in my post that last thing Marcus does is he'll step over the Messengers?

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

Marcus took a look behind him and stopped on his tracks. His position was now more to stay on guard and wait until Torquil had aquired his weapons. To his surprise the warrior, or the sickly man, had also started moving. He was trying out a pulse on the coprse next to him. At least Marcus assumed it was a corpse, the skin was pale as milk. Further back Torquil had glanced at the carnage that the “Echo” had done. Marcus also looked at the sight now, first time properly since the fight ended.

He was reminded of the blood moon few years ago. When he and his sister had been running in sewers, hiding from the beasts. His parents had fell victim to them, his sister to a hunter who was supposed to slay such victims. Marcus thought to himself if he could do such a slaughter to innocent victims. When he was under the influence of the darkness, the hunter or what it was, there was no proper thought to his actions. Only the slaughter, fight to be won. Would it be impossible that he himself couldn’t control himself? Thought made him shudder. He quickly glanced back at the door.

Suddenly something appeared in front of him. The small, ghastly white men. The sight of them made Marcus take a quick step back and rise his sword, but then he remembered how a while back they had been of no harm. Not now, either. They were alien to him, but they acted as if they wanted to tell him something, the six of them. Beaconed him to come over. Marcus remembered how earlier they had tried to hold the door as there were beasts and others behind it. They were now asking him to come through.

Marcus had the weirdest feeling that he could trust these creatures. Behind him he heard cursing which made him turn again. Marcus noticed that he too had became aquinted to the otherworldly creatures. “Ignore the little men. They are of no harm, at least haven’t been so far.” He yelled. A quick glance to the warrior showed that he too was being surrounded by them. Marcus turned to see the door and took steps over the small white men to see what was over there.

The sight outside the door made stop. The room was silent, yet he could hear the screams of the people outside. A hunter had fell on the floor, with a mighty blade next to him. Several men – farmers, huntsmen with rifles – were around him, confused and horrified. At the end there was a… Marcus wanted to say man in two parts, but it looked like a corpse that had been moving until now as it was split in the middle. He noticed the bell on the floor as well as the cane. He made a guess that the bell was the cause of their problems some time ago.

And then he saw the woman. An innocent thing, almost as pale as a corpse and hair blonde underneath the black shawl. White garbs indicated she was a member of the church. The sight reminded Marcus about his sister, like she was reborn in front of him. Thought made him pause for a moment. Then he drew his attention back to the group. Took a tighter grip from his sword and made a stern look at them. He couldn't just trust that these men had lost their will to fight.

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

I hate when I proke my promise, but the post is here, 2 days late.

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

Marcus took a closer look at the Hunter underneath the beast. He spoke, but seemed that his jaw was not working properly and this made his speech hard. Torquil, he called himself. He didn’t look anything too special, but Marcus remembered how he just had grabbed the beast and broke it’s neck with bare hands. Quite a trick, though Marcus made a guess that it was thanks to the treatment they all had been receiving. Not any sane man in their right mind would try such a thing.

He made a quick look to his surroundings. Beast was down, the Echo had vanished. He didn’t know what had happened outside the clinic, but so far he couldn’t hear anything. Someone had taken care of the men outside the clinic. There had been quite a many, so whoever was there was good. Dangerously good. Marcus was thinking about the Firedancers and how two of them made short work of his gang in blink of an eye. Whether it was friend or foe, he couldn’t tell yet, but Marcus was more inclined to believe that it wasn’t against them. Yet.

He focused back to the man with a wrong jawline. “I’m Marcus myself. As for if it’s over, it seems so. Stay on your guard though.” He said. He pointed with his left hand towards a weapon barrel. His right hand fingered the sword he had acquired a moment ago. “And arm yourself. Trick you just pulled might not work another time.” He said. He then turned to the clinic door and started walking. He grabbed the sword with two hands and cautiously approached the door, waiting for whatever was waiting over there. And whatever was left of the mob that had just been outside.

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

Good to have you on board @Bright_Ops! Welcome!

I'll make a post on Wednesday.

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

Now that I made a post and have given it thought, I think best practice is to put another post in interest check. To notify that we have more room in our RP.

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

The life was flashing before Marcus as he lept. The insticts had led him to his doom, the beast had understood that Marcus was coming. To retailate it had risen it’s sword, tip looking prepared to penetrate Marcus’s stomach or chest. As the sword came closer and Marcus couldn’t stop his leap, the only thing he could do was to try striking the sword away with his cane. But the most unusual thing happened and it vanished from his hands. Turned to dust, vaporized to air. Now defenseless and advancing towards his doom, the world started to move around slowly.

Marcus saw the beast in all it’s glory. The red mist that left it’s chest. And the beast’s strength, whatever there had been, vanished. Suddenly it’s head flew backwards and Marcus heard a loud snap. The tip of the sword lowered as beast lost it’s grip and the arm couldn’t hold itself straight. Marcus flew against the edge of blade, his chest hitting against it. But without power behind the sword there was nothing but a shallow cut on his clothes that never went even through. The beast fell backwards, on top of the man that had been behind the beast breaking the neck. Marcus fell almost over the beast from the power of his leap, but made a final push with his hands and flew on the beast’s left side.

He rose quickly and full of instict and adrealine he reached for the sword that the beast was holding. A quick look made him notice that the being, “Echo”, wasn’t there. Another quick look outside the door revealed no sudden danger. “Is anyone alive here?” Marcus yelled. Holding a grip from his sword. He looked at the Warrior that had went against the beast, but he didn't seem to be in urgent danger. So he turned to the beast and the man underneath. He tried to push the beast off to get a better sight to this hunter.

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

Past few posts have been me and you posting @Dark Jack, so I'd prefer if someone would post before me. However I'll wait until wednesday for post and by wednesday evening I'll make a new one.

Night of the Hunt - a Bloodborne RP

Good to see you again and in good health!