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Name: The Hunter
Location: Soviet Battlefield
With: Kale, Doomslayer

The Hunter smirked as the canisters exploded into a furious flurry of green and red flames. A flawless plan, a flawless victory. "There we are missus Kale, situation averted." Returning to his feet, he had a big ol' smile under his bandana. That bastard finally met his end, a glorious fiery one. Or, so the Hunter thought.

As the flames turned to smoke, a figure began emerging from it- none other than mister tall green and won't die. "Oh, you gotta be fecking kidding! He won't die!" Fine, fine. He could deal with this. The blast seemed to stumble it, but he couldn't rely on that trick all the time. Besides, if the slayer caught on...he didn't like the cut of that jib. He had to do this hunter style. Embrace the latent blood in his veins. "Alright miss Kale, looks like I'll have to do this in a more...direct way." His cleaver found it's way to his gloved hand, extending outwards. "Time to end this fella."

He took two step forwards...and then nearly jumping out of his garbs at everything in the bloody city erupting into terrible noise. Something about humans, something something servitude...new leaders...he didn't really care. It seemed the source of this was something in the sky, some large...beast? A great one, here? Things were going insane! This was bollocks of a high degree! He didn't even care at this point- one thing at a time and that great one posed him little threat at the moment. He continued his stride towards the slayer, disregarding the frankly boring rants of the grandiose being that lay above them.

At this point, it seemed like nearly a win-win scenario. He'd die, return to the Hunter's Dream, and leave this bizarre place for Yharnam. He'd lose Hiro, Kale, and the Chief, but what did he know of them? He knew them by relation. Or the slayer would die, and the Hunter would continue to persist, his prey slaughtered. And he'd continue with Hiro, Kale, and the Chief, on to whatever lay next.

"Alright, let's get going. I'm ending this, mister Hiro and Chief or not."

<blockquote data-quote="BurbleBurble" data-source="post: 678597" data-attributes="member: 181469">Name: The HunterLocation: Soviet BattlefieldWith: Kale, DoomslayerThe Hunter smirked as the canisters exploded into a furious flurry of green and red flames. A flawless plan, a flawless victory. &quot;There we are missus Kale, situation averted.&quot; Returning to his feet, he had a big ol' smile under his bandana. That bastard finally met his end, a glorious fiery one. Or, so the Hunter thought.As the flames turned to smoke, a figure began emerging from it- none other than mister tall green and won't die. &quot;Oh, you gotta be fecking kidding! He won't die!&quot; Fine, fine. He could deal with this. The blast seemed to stumble it, but he couldn't rely on that trick all the time. Besides, if the slayer caught on...he didn't like the cut of that jib. He had to do this hunter style. Embrace the latent blood in his veins. &quot;Alright miss Kale, looks like I'll have to do this in a more...direct way.&quot; His cleaver found it's way to his gloved hand, extending outwards. &quot;Time to end this fella.&quot;He took two step forwards...and then nearly jumping out of his garbs at everything in the bloody city erupting into terrible noise. Something about humans, something something servitude...new leaders...he didn't really care. It seemed the source of this was something in the sky, some large...beast? A great one, here? Things were going insane! This was bollocks of a high degree! He didn't even care at this point- one thing at a time and that great one posed him little threat at the moment. He continued his stride towards the slayer, disregarding the frankly boring rants of the grandiose being that lay above them.At this point, it seemed like nearly a win-win scenario. He'd die, return to the Hunter's Dream, and leave this bizarre place for Yharnam. He'd lose Hiro, Kale, and the Chief, but what did he know of them? He knew them by relation. Or the slayer would die, and the Hunter would continue to persist, his prey slaughtered. And he'd continue with Hiro, Kale, and the Chief, on to whatever lay next.&quot;Alright, let's get going. I'm ending this, mister Hiro and Chief or not.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="BurbleBurble, post: 678597, member: 181469"] [B]Name: The Hunter Location: Soviet Battlefield With: Kale, Doomslayer [/B] The Hunter smirked as the canisters exploded into a furious flurry of green and red flames. A flawless plan, a flawless victory. "There we are missus Kale, situation averted." Returning to his feet, he had a big ol' smile under his bandana. That bastard finally met his end, a glorious fiery one. Or, so the Hunter thought. As the flames turned to smoke, a figure began emerging from it- none other than mister tall green and [I]won't die[/I]. "Oh, you gotta be fecking kidding! [I]He won't die!" [/I]Fine, fine. He could deal with this. The blast seemed to stumble it, but he couldn't rely on that trick all the time. Besides, if the slayer caught on...he didn't like the cut of that jib. He had to do this hunter style. Embrace the latent blood in his veins. "Alright miss Kale, looks like I'll have to do this in a more...[I]direct [/I]way." His cleaver found it's way to his gloved hand, extending outwards. "Time to end this fella." He took two step forwards...and then nearly jumping out of his garbs at everything in the bloody city erupting into terrible noise. Something about humans, something something servitude...new leaders...he didn't really care. It seemed the source of this was something in the sky, some large...beast? A great one, [I]here? [/I]Things were going insane! This was bollocks of a high degree! He didn't even care at this point- one thing at a time and that great one posed him little threat at the moment. He continued his stride towards the slayer, disregarding the frankly boring rants of the grandiose being that lay above them. At this point, it seemed like nearly a win-win scenario. He'd die, return to the Hunter's Dream, and leave this bizarre place for Yharnam. He'd lose Hiro, Kale, and the Chief, but what did he know of them? He knew them by relation. Or the slayer would die, and the Hunter would continue to persist, his prey slaughtered. And he'd continue with Hiro, Kale, and the Chief, on to whatever lay next. "Alright, let's get going. I'm ending this, mister Hiro and Chief or not." [/QUOTE]

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