- Location
- North of England
- Pronouns
- She/They
When you think about it... this actually explains quite a lot.
Anderson Quest: Killing Vampires and Werewolves and Leprechauns (Hellsing/Bloodborne)
- Thread starter Tricia
- Start date
- Location
- Argentina
Please, everyone know YHVH is Zordon
Evaunit02mark1
S-s-smell the Prey, S-s-start the Hunt.
Considering what you can do with balloons in that game, that is a completely valid reason.
The first time I stole a sheep using that mechanic I laughed for a good hour straight, and I'm not even gonna tell you what I did when I stole a tank.
Ardion Prosili
An (im)Perfect Cell
I know this feel. That game is too damn addictive, especially considering I just finished a twelve hour playbloc while having a headcold.
Djinn, yes. In Islamic lore, they were the second intelligent creation of Allah, and the first with free will. Humans were the third, and supposedly greatest.
- Location
- Argentina
What was the first?
The angels.
- Location
- Argentina
So, according to Islamic lore, we are greater than angels? Kickass. Also, huh, never ocurred to me that angels didn't have free will...
Yeah, they were basically made to be servitors, intelligent automatons made to help Allah do the god thing. Lucifer in Islam was actually a Djinn who didn't like the idea of humans being above him, on account of us being made of clay and him of "smokeless fire".
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- Location
- Argentina
To be fair, that is much more badass than the clay we are made of...
And Christian lore. That's why Satan cast down from Heaven, because he refused to acknowledge Adam as greater than him. Humans were the only ones created in God's image and so they are the greatest of God's creations.
Asmodemus
Subversive Element
- Location
- Argentina
Lucifer, Lucifer was cast down from Heaven, Satan is still there as everyone's judge, they don't like people mixing them up
A History of VIolence
"Speakin' o' that," you say, changing the topic before she can sink too deeply into her funk, "what was that prick's deal? How the Hell'd he get so strong without knowin' how ta fight?"
Rosemary shakes her head to clear out the lingering cobwebs and sighs.
"You are familiar with blood echoes, are you not?"
"Roughly, yeah."
"While I was still an initiate,the Choir discovered that even if several Hunters collaborate in capturing a beast, only its killer will receive the creature's echoes. The same is true for slain Hunters. After determining this, they set out to create a human weapon. Captured beasts, Hunters that had lost themselves, Church members that had become liabilities; they fed them all to the Artificial Hunter."
You raise an eyebrow. "That's how he got strong; doesn't explain why he couldn't fight."
"That was their insurance policy. They believed that Ahab, the Church's strongest and most experienced Hunter, had the skills to overcome the physical disparity in case of emergency. They were incredibly confident, all the way until the Artificial Hunter split Ahab in two."
"How'd ye wind up stoppin' him, then?"
"Fifty Hunters at once. He killed thirty-one and crippled another sixteen for life."
"And ye still kept him alive? Ever heard o' the 'sunk cost fallacy?'"
"That creature you slew? There are many, many more of them. Everywhere. We know what the Great Ones are capable of, should we displease them; we needed something that could stop them."
Your mouth twitches unsettlingly, trying to decide whether to grimace or smile at the prospect of facing more Mediocre Ones. Thankfully, Rosemary is probably too unsettled by everything else you've done to react to it.
"Why him?" you ask. "What made ye pick this idiot ta be yer fourth-dimensional-space-spider deterrent?"
"They made a deal," she says. "He gave us the location of Cainhurst Castle; without him, Logarius' crusade could never have happened."
You remember Alfred and the hate pulsing beneath that boyish face and motion her to continue.
"He was a servant in the castle; as he put it, he grew tired of his role and murdered one of the nobles in cold blood. He stole the man's armor and, drenched in blood, fled to us, offering to betray the location in exchange for, in his words, 'the strength to never be anyone's servant again.' The man was a scavenger, insecure and cowardly. Some of the other intermediaries took to calling him the 'Bloody Crow of Cainhurst.'"
Eileen visibly flinches at the name and turns to you.
"What was he wearing, Anderson?" she asks in a forcibly steady tone.
"Some silver armor, plus a coat that kinda looked like yers."
You swear you can hear her grinding her teeth from behind the mask. She turns towards Rosemary, visibly trembling.
"That's what happened, isn't it? That's what happened to Ash and the rest of the Hunters of Hunters. You fed them to that thing. You turned my comrades into fodder for your toy."
"I had no part in the Crow's creation. He was restrained before I even knew of his existence."
Eileen clenches her fists but remains silent, motioning for you to continue.
"So that's his story. What about Byrgenwerth? Heard a lot about th' place."
She shifts in place, switching load-bearing buttocks. Eileen and Steffon did not have comfort in mind when tying her up.
"The Church was born in Byrgenwerth; their studies of the old blood paved the way for blood ministration. Under Master Willem's tutelage. Laurence obtained the knowledge necessary to build the Healing Church. Unfortunately, the place is crawling with aberrations and only accessible through the Forbidden Woods, which are plagued with serpents. We don't even know if Master Willem is alive."
Sounds like a lovely holiday spot.
"Old blood?" you ask.
"The blood of Ebrietas and the Great Ones. The scholars at Byrgenwerth found Ebrietas in the catacombs beneath Yharnam, left behind by her kin. She granted them her blood and, with it, the key to ascension."
"Ye've been doin' a bang-up job of that so far."
To her credit, she takes the mockery like a champ. When no further questions are forthcoming, she looks up at you.
"Do you wish to know anything else or are you ready to kill me?"
[] Continue interrogation
-[] Topic?
[] Kill her; you made a promise
[] Leave her alive for now; no use killing her before you've killed her god
[] Write in...
Rosemary shakes her head to clear out the lingering cobwebs and sighs.
"You are familiar with blood echoes, are you not?"
"Roughly, yeah."
"While I was still an initiate,the Choir discovered that even if several Hunters collaborate in capturing a beast, only its killer will receive the creature's echoes. The same is true for slain Hunters. After determining this, they set out to create a human weapon. Captured beasts, Hunters that had lost themselves, Church members that had become liabilities; they fed them all to the Artificial Hunter."
You raise an eyebrow. "That's how he got strong; doesn't explain why he couldn't fight."
"That was their insurance policy. They believed that Ahab, the Church's strongest and most experienced Hunter, had the skills to overcome the physical disparity in case of emergency. They were incredibly confident, all the way until the Artificial Hunter split Ahab in two."
"How'd ye wind up stoppin' him, then?"
"Fifty Hunters at once. He killed thirty-one and crippled another sixteen for life."
"And ye still kept him alive? Ever heard o' the 'sunk cost fallacy?'"
"That creature you slew? There are many, many more of them. Everywhere. We know what the Great Ones are capable of, should we displease them; we needed something that could stop them."
Your mouth twitches unsettlingly, trying to decide whether to grimace or smile at the prospect of facing more Mediocre Ones. Thankfully, Rosemary is probably too unsettled by everything else you've done to react to it.
"Why him?" you ask. "What made ye pick this idiot ta be yer fourth-dimensional-space-spider deterrent?"
"They made a deal," she says. "He gave us the location of Cainhurst Castle; without him, Logarius' crusade could never have happened."
You remember Alfred and the hate pulsing beneath that boyish face and motion her to continue.
"He was a servant in the castle; as he put it, he grew tired of his role and murdered one of the nobles in cold blood. He stole the man's armor and, drenched in blood, fled to us, offering to betray the location in exchange for, in his words, 'the strength to never be anyone's servant again.' The man was a scavenger, insecure and cowardly. Some of the other intermediaries took to calling him the 'Bloody Crow of Cainhurst.'"
Eileen visibly flinches at the name and turns to you.
"What was he wearing, Anderson?" she asks in a forcibly steady tone.
"Some silver armor, plus a coat that kinda looked like yers."
You swear you can hear her grinding her teeth from behind the mask. She turns towards Rosemary, visibly trembling.
"That's what happened, isn't it? That's what happened to Ash and the rest of the Hunters of Hunters. You fed them to that thing. You turned my comrades into fodder for your toy."
"I had no part in the Crow's creation. He was restrained before I even knew of his existence."
Eileen clenches her fists but remains silent, motioning for you to continue.
"So that's his story. What about Byrgenwerth? Heard a lot about th' place."
She shifts in place, switching load-bearing buttocks. Eileen and Steffon did not have comfort in mind when tying her up.
"The Church was born in Byrgenwerth; their studies of the old blood paved the way for blood ministration. Under Master Willem's tutelage. Laurence obtained the knowledge necessary to build the Healing Church. Unfortunately, the place is crawling with aberrations and only accessible through the Forbidden Woods, which are plagued with serpents. We don't even know if Master Willem is alive."
Sounds like a lovely holiday spot.
"Old blood?" you ask.
"The blood of Ebrietas and the Great Ones. The scholars at Byrgenwerth found Ebrietas in the catacombs beneath Yharnam, left behind by her kin. She granted them her blood and, with it, the key to ascension."
"Ye've been doin' a bang-up job of that so far."
To her credit, she takes the mockery like a champ. When no further questions are forthcoming, she looks up at you.
"Do you wish to know anything else or are you ready to kill me?"
[] Continue interrogation
-[] Topic?
[] Kill her; you made a promise
[] Leave her alive for now; no use killing her before you've killed her god
[] Write in...
[X] Leave her alive for now; no use killing her before you've killed her god
Because it will be even better when we convert her "god" to the teachings of the LORD.
Because it will be even better when we convert her "god" to the teachings of the LORD.
- Location
- The Beginning of the End
[X] Continue interrogation
-[X] Who is Gehrman?
-[X] Who is Gehrman?
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Superior Sword Fairy
- Location
- Texas.
[X] Continue interrogation
-[X] Who is Gehrman?
-[X] Who is Laurence?
-[X] Who is Willem?
-[X] Who do I complain to about all these damn levers everywhere?
-[X] What are the names of the other Mediocre ones, I want to see what else I can make of their corpses. Brandish the Club of Righteousness.
-[X] Who is Gehrman?
-[X] Who is Laurence?
-[X] Who is Willem?
-[X] Who do I complain to about all these damn levers everywhere?
-[X] What are the names of the other Mediocre ones, I want to see what else I can make of their corpses. Brandish the Club of Righteousness.
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-[] Who is Gehrman?
-[] Who else is in their pagan pantheon? We need to populate our (new) Shitlist.
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Evaunit02mark1
S-s-smell the Prey, S-s-start the Hunt.
[X] Continue interrogation
-[X] Who is Gehrman?
-[X] Who is Laurence?
-[X] Who is Willem?
-[X] Who do I complain to about all these damn levers everywhere?
-[X] What are the names of the other Mediocre ones, I want to see what else I can make of their corpses. Brandish the Club of Righteousness.
-[X] Who is Gehrman?
-[X] Who is Laurence?
-[X] Who is Willem?
-[X] Who do I complain to about all these damn levers everywhere?
-[X] What are the names of the other Mediocre ones, I want to see what else I can make of their corpses. Brandish the Club of Righteousness.
[X] Continue interrogation
-[X] Who is Gehrman?
-[X] Who is Laurence?
-[X] Who is Willem?
-[X] Who do I complain to about all these damn levers everywhere?
-[X] What are the names of the other Mediocre ones, I want to see what else I can make of their corpses. Brandish the Club of Righteousness.
-[X] Who is Gehrman?
-[X] Who is Laurence?
-[X] Who is Willem?
-[X] Who do I complain to about all these damn levers everywhere?
-[X] What are the names of the other Mediocre ones, I want to see what else I can make of their corpses. Brandish the Club of Righteousness.