PITY SONG
Who: Cross The Supreme Hunter and ERRYBODY.
When: Right before Sirens today? Somewhere around there!
Where: ERRYWHERE! actually, doesn't really matter! if you wanna assume the Hunter ventured out someplace, you are more than welcome to! please mark your threads with a general location, in case someone else wants to hop in too? he's gonna be trolling around the Port.
Summary: After recovering, the Supreme Hunter decides to get some lunch. and dinner. and snacks. NPCs are the victims. ...unless you really want him to eat your character, I guess??? up to.. you..??
Warnings: HEAVY BLOOD/GORE.
[ the day was soon coming to an end, but the Hunter knew enough from accessing Cross' memories that it still had time to make an appearance to the general public. rather, it was mostly concerned with food. being seen or even attacked was a non-issue in comparison. thanks to Cross, it knew that once the sirens blared, the humans would retreat indoors. and it had no interest in fighting other mutations, like itself.
so out of the abandoned, desolate areas it stalked, making its appearance in the middle of a street, roaring loudly enough to rattle windows.
its first victim was a woman, frozen in fear of this abomination of nature and science. her body was impaled by the oversized claws on the Hunter's crudely formed hand, crushed and then eaten. blood was soon staining the streets as it grabbed more and more. a businessman, a grandmother, some teenagers. anyone who strayed far enough, but was still of interest to the Hunter, found themselves impaled by sharp appendages that seemed to erupt from the beast's chest. ]
When: Right before Sirens today? Somewhere around there!
Where: ERRYWHERE! actually, doesn't really matter! if you wanna assume the Hunter ventured out someplace, you are more than welcome to! please mark your threads with a general location, in case someone else wants to hop in too? he's gonna be trolling around the Port.
Summary: After recovering, the Supreme Hunter decides to get some lunch. and dinner. and snacks. NPCs are the victims. ...unless you really want him to eat your character, I guess??? up to.. you..??
Warnings: HEAVY BLOOD/GORE.
[ the day was soon coming to an end, but the Hunter knew enough from accessing Cross' memories that it still had time to make an appearance to the general public. rather, it was mostly concerned with food. being seen or even attacked was a non-issue in comparison. thanks to Cross, it knew that once the sirens blared, the humans would retreat indoors. and it had no interest in fighting other mutations, like itself.
so out of the abandoned, desolate areas it stalked, making its appearance in the middle of a street, roaring loudly enough to rattle windows.
its first victim was a woman, frozen in fear of this abomination of nature and science. her body was impaled by the oversized claws on the Hunter's crudely formed hand, crushed and then eaten. blood was soon staining the streets as it grabbed more and more. a businessman, a grandmother, some teenagers. anyone who strayed far enough, but was still of interest to the Hunter, found themselves impaled by sharp appendages that seemed to erupt from the beast's chest. ]