12th sacrifice [Accidental Video/Action if you're unlucky]
[Throughout the day, people might be be hearing strange noises from the forest. Excited laughter, cheers of joy, whoops, whistling, even old songs in a language no one can place. They echo through the trees, growing louder and softer as their owner moves about. Were one to actually venture into the forest they would come across the blood of various monsters splattered all over the trees, their bodies torn up and scattered about the ground, and in the nearby foliage. the monsters look like they've been ripped to shreads by a creature far more vicious.
The feed turns on, spinning wildly before juttering to a stop. From its position it is in it looks like it's been thrown. Hidan stands some distance away, soaked in blood, a deadly looking scythe resting lazily against his shoulder. Perhaps he lifted it from the weapons shop, but it's far too clean and sharp. Hidan doesn't look much like kind who would put that much work into anything, but there isn't anywhere else he could have gotten it.
He looks almost bored, licking a bit of blood from his hand, it's unclear if the blood is his or if it belongs to one of the monsters he killed. A creature lunges from behind, only to be met with the heel of Hidan's sandal, it's jaw shattering from the blow. The albino doesn't stop, pivoting on one foot to bring his scythe down on the monster's leg, cutting clean through it. A pained howl rings through the trees, Hidan's face has lost it's bored expression, now contorted into a look of ecstasy. The beast takes a swipe, claws digging into his torso, leaving deep gashes. The wound only seems to excite him more as he shoves the handle of his scythe into it's broken, gaping mouth, twisting it vertically till he hears the loud crack of it's neck snapping. The creature falls, limp, at his feet, and Hidan gives it a few slashes from his scythe, less to make sure it's dead, and more for his own amusement.]
The feed turns on, spinning wildly before juttering to a stop. From its position it is in it looks like it's been thrown. Hidan stands some distance away, soaked in blood, a deadly looking scythe resting lazily against his shoulder. Perhaps he lifted it from the weapons shop, but it's far too clean and sharp. Hidan doesn't look much like kind who would put that much work into anything, but there isn't anywhere else he could have gotten it.
He looks almost bored, licking a bit of blood from his hand, it's unclear if the blood is his or if it belongs to one of the monsters he killed. A creature lunges from behind, only to be met with the heel of Hidan's sandal, it's jaw shattering from the blow. The albino doesn't stop, pivoting on one foot to bring his scythe down on the monster's leg, cutting clean through it. A pained howl rings through the trees, Hidan's face has lost it's bored expression, now contorted into a look of ecstasy. The beast takes a swipe, claws digging into his torso, leaving deep gashes. The wound only seems to excite him more as he shoves the handle of his scythe into it's broken, gaping mouth, twisting it vertically till he hears the loud crack of it's neck snapping. The creature falls, limp, at his feet, and Hidan gives it a few slashes from his scythe, less to make sure it's dead, and more for his own amusement.]