Anderson Quest: Killing Vampires and Werewolves and Leprechauns (Hellsing/Bloodborne)

So basically, "Fuck it, Knife *Stabs the shit out him*".

The problem is, he can "knife" us far faster than we can "knife" him. I would not be surprised if he decided to duel with all three enemies simultaneously and pull it off perfectly fine. If Steffon or Djura get shot with that hand cannon of his, they are dead men.

Maybe it would be good time for our allies to fall back and duel Crow, eh? With any luck, Eileen will get back to help us in time, and even if not our regen should let us stall enough for the civilians and allies to evacuate. If we end up being on losing side of the battle, we can always teleport away... And this guy SCREAMS "recurring boss fight" anyway.
 
So who's up for Steffon and Djura (plus the remaining church hunters) getting the civilians out of here while we distract the Crow then once everyone's out we drop the barrier on Amelia and turn this into a Blood 3 way battle.
 
Instead of fighting him why don't we try to recruit him. There's supposed to be a even Greater One down below right? Lets just promise to give him first whack at it.
 
Instead of fighting him why don't we try to recruit him. There's supposed to be a even Greater One down below right? Lets just promise to give him first whack at it.
He seems more like the impatient, 'instant-gratification' kind of guy. I don't think talking him out of it will work.

Also, Anderson? Diplomacy? Let's see what he thinks about it:
She seems to mull this over. Huh, this diplomacy thing is actually working out pretty well. Maybe Maxwell was too hasty in barring you from any and all political situations.

"Are you the one who killed all the townspeople?"

"Slaughtered the lot."

Ooooh. No, Maxwell had the right idea.
 
[X] This has been a Long. Fucking. Day. You had to travel across Europe with Maxwell in his ridiculous flying popemobile and his army of KKK reject templars. You saw millions of people dead by nazi monsters (Heretics, but its still got pathos) You actually got beat by that asshole vampire even after using one of the holiest artifacts in the world and to top it all off that fucking cuntwaffle of a butler stomped your skull in the middle of your last speech. But you could have lived with that. Well, not lived obviously, but it was fine. A big ass war and you did your part, went out doing the Lord's work. Eternal Reward awaits and all that jazz. But no. Not heaven. Not even limbo. Instead you wake up in some weird ass dream world with a creepy old man and a nice young woman and then get to go see another city full of slaughtered civilians (heathens this time, far more pathos) and then find out that it's a pagan church that was pretending to protect these people that was causing the slaughter. Which normally wouldn't be a problem at all in your book, but again: Long. Fucking. Day. So you've had to kill people that could have been saved by the Grace of Jesus and instead got damned by those that should have protected them, had to deal with all kinds of irritating and depressing shit and now there's this Asshole.
-[X] No ambiguity. No moral issues. No slaughtered innocents or pagan monsters. Just some asshole who needs his head kicked in. He even reminds you of the cuntwaffle a little bit. Same 'I have to prove my strength' attitude. This is going to be cathartic.
--[X] "Ya know what? I'm okay with this. Out front laughing boy, if we had a proper barney in here the roof 'd collapse."
 
[X] "Uh, who are you? Also your grasp on the transitive property of being stronger than the Mediocre One I killed are rather lacking."

[X] Ready your club of righteousness.
 
[X] This has been a Long. Fucking. Day. You had to travel across Europe with Maxwell in his ridiculous flying popemobile and his army of KKK reject templars. You saw millions of people dead by nazi monsters (Heretics, but its still got pathos) You actually got beat by that asshole vampire even after using one of the holiest artifacts in the world and to top it all off that fucking cuntwaffle of a butler stomped your skull in the middle of your last speech. But you could have lived with that. Well, not lived obviously, but it was fine. A big ass war and you did your part, went out doing the Lord's work. Eternal Reward awaits and all that jazz. But no. Not heaven. Not even limbo. Instead you wake up in some weird ass dream world with a creepy old man and a nice young woman and then get to go see another city full of slaughtered civilians (heathens this time, far more pathos) and then find out that it's a pagan church that was pretending to protect these people that was causing the slaughter. Which normally wouldn't be a problem at all in your book, but again: Long. Fucking. Day. So you've had to kill people that could have been saved by the Grace of Jesus and instead got damned by those that should have protected them, had to deal with all kinds of irritating and depressing shit and now there's this Asshole.
-[X] No ambiguity. No moral issues. No slaughtered innocents or pagan monsters. Just some asshole who needs his head kicked in. He even reminds you of the cuntwaffle a little bit. Same 'I have to prove my strength' attitude. This is going to be cathartic.
--[X] "Ya know what? I'm okay with this. Out front laughing boy, if we had a proper barney in here the roof 'd collapse."
 
He seems more like the impatient, 'instant-gratification' kind of guy. I don't think talking him out of it will work.

Also, Anderson? Diplomacy? Let's see what he thinks about it:

Yeah he isn't the best at it. But this guy seems like his kind of crazy!

Ah well. I'd still like him on our side unless he turns out to be a dick or something. But if we gotta... fight... *Lightbulb*

What if we showed him our trick with the sleeves? Could we show him that and promise to teach him how if he joins our side?
 
... @Tricia that trick with the sleeves? How long does it take? Is it possible to use it in combat against someone - deposit them wherever it holds them?
 
How does the church know about him? Cainhurst and the church kinda are mortal ennemies, no?
Well, to be accurate, we don't really know that he's the artificial hunter. We know that the artificial hunter was released, and that the Bloody Crow started knocking on our door. It's actually a fair possibility that the two are unrelated.

Besides which, just because he's the Bloody Crow of Cainhurst, that doesn't necessarily prove that he's a Vileblood or their servant. He might have been one of Logarius's Executioners who did a particularly good string of slaughtering at the castle, and this earned the title.
So, from the perspective of a poor schmuck that can't afford a PS4... Can we, or can we not take on this guy?
...Maybe.

A very decisive maybe.

He's quick, possibly even quicker then us - he has a teleport spam all of his own (either in the form of the Old Hunter's Bone flash step, or depending on how cruel Tricia is feeling, perhaps even the Art of the Quickening itself), and his pistol is capable of ganking even hardened hunters.

Our best bet would be forcing him into a battle of attrition: The Chikage is a good hunter v hunter weapon, but its Trick form drains health. If we can force him to enter that mode, we can potentially drag out the fight (thanks to Helena's Nail) long enough that he takes himself down. Of course, that strategy goes out the window if he's packing a bushel's worth of blood vials.

Djura, Steffon, and the Church hunters would just be chaff here, frankly, so it's best that they leave with the clergy.
 
something else to keep in mind is that Anderson has taken a Casull(or Jackal, one of them) shot to the face and came out fine, I really REALLY doubt this guys gun is better than either of those.
 
[X] This has been a Long. Fucking. Day. You had to travel across Europe with Maxwell in his ridiculous flying popemobile and his army of KKK reject templars. You saw millions of people dead by nazi monsters (Heretics, but its still got pathos) You actually got beat by that asshole vampire even after using one of the holiest artifacts in the world and to top it all off that fucking cuntwaffle of a butler stomped your skull in the middle of your last speech. But you could have lived with that. Well, not lived obviously, but it was fine. A big ass war and you did your part, went out doing the Lord's work. Eternal Reward awaits and all that jazz. But no. Not heaven. Not even limbo. Instead you wake up in some weird ass dream world with a creepy old man and a nice young woman and then get to go see another city full of slaughtered civilians (heathens this time, far more pathos) and then find out that it's a pagan church that was pretending to protect these people that was causing the slaughter. Which normally wouldn't be a problem at all in your book, but again:Long. Fucking. Day. So you've had to kill people that could have been saved by the Grace of Jesus and instead got damned by those that should have protected them, had to deal with all kinds of irritating and depressing shit and now there's this Asshole.
-[X] No ambiguity. No moral issues. No slaughtered innocents or pagan monsters. Just some asshole who needs his head kicked in. He even reminds you of the cuntwaffle a little bit. Same 'I have to prove my strength' attitude. This is going to be cathartic.
--[X] "Ya know what? I'm okay with this. Out front laughing boy, if we had a proper barney in here the roof 'd collapse."
 
something else to keep in mind is that Anderson has taken a Casull(or Jackal, one of them) shot to the face and came out fine, I really REALLY doubt this guys gun is better than either of those.
Who knows. Gunshot would still likely make him stumble enough for Crow to just snicker-snack his head right off. Doubt the healing factor will kick in after that.

Also, people REALLY want Djura and other hunters to stay along with civilians? You know that Crow will go through them like combine harvester, right?
 
See?
I fucking knew we should've resorted to the laser at first fucking opportunity, but nope, apparently people wnated to let him get a chance to prepare.

So what do we do?
That whole internal monologue is great and all but it doesn't actually offer any sort of plan of action.
 
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It's planning far enough ahead to getting him away from the civvies.

As far as planning on killing him... Recall that Tricia isn't using game logic here, so humanoid enemies are much more vulnerable, because they don't actually have thousands of HP to tank giant swords through the chest. They have to worry about things like internal organs.

So he's still going to be bastard-fast, but overall he's probably not going to be as bad as people are worried about.
 
[x] Well, looks like it's time for a fight. Open the fight by spamming bayonets and follow up with a heat beam from the club of righteousness.
 
I'm thinking we keep the laser function of our club o' righteousness as our ace, blast him wit it when he least expects it or just right after he flash-steps. IMO, that's the most effective weapon we have against him (since we can sweep it across the battlefield + instant hit) , but it'll lose a lot of potency once he knows its trick form.

Also, do you guys think we can set the explosive bayonets to blow up when he's nearby? Like proximity explosive bayonets? That's one possible way to counter his speed.
 
[X] This has been a Long. Fucking. Day. You had to travel across Europe with Maxwell in his ridiculous flying popemobile and his army of KKK reject templars. You saw millions of people dead by nazi monsters (Heretics, but its still got pathos) You actually got beat by that asshole vampire even after using one of the holiest artifacts in the world and to top it all off that fucking cuntwaffle of a butler stomped your skull in the middle of your last speech. But you could have lived with that. Well, not lived obviously, but it was fine. A big ass war and you did your part, went out doing the Lord's work. Eternal Reward awaits and all that jazz. But no. Not heaven. Not even limbo. Instead you wake up in some weird ass dream world with a creepy old man and a nice young woman and then get to go see another city full of slaughtered civilians (heathens this time, far more pathos) and then find out that it's a pagan church that was pretending to protect these people that was causing the slaughter. Which normally wouldn't be a problem at all in your book, but again:Long. Fucking. Day. So you've had to kill people that could have been saved by the Grace of Jesus and instead got damned by those that should have protected them, had to deal with all kinds of irritating and depressing shit and now there's this Asshole.
-[X] No ambiguity. No moral issues. No slaughtered innocents or pagan monsters. Just some asshole who needs his head kicked in. He even reminds you of the cuntwaffle a little bit. Same 'I have to prove my strength' attitude. This is going to be cathartic.
--[X] "Ya know what? I'm okay with this. Out front laughing boy, if we had a proper barney in here the roof 'd collapse."
 
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