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

[X] Praises and high-fives all around for a well-executed operation.
[X] Regroup at the chapel
-[X] And grab a disabled Mensis fighter if they can for interrogation.
 
Eh, if they have sufficient numbers and/or some skilled fighters to distract the spiderlings they could do it. Rom never really gave me a vibe of being amazing in combat, she mostly just flops about and uses the same few spells over and over.
The guy calls in airstrikes of magic meteors, ad nauseum, from very long range. He's also got a variety of AoE attacks, including one for self-defense. He can also teleport.

Bell ringers would be screwed. And bell ringers (and their minions) are NOT skilled fighters; they're just buffed rabble.
 
[X] Praises and high-fives all around for a well-executed operation.
[X] Regroup at the chapel
-[X] And grab a disabled Mensis fighter if they can for interrogation.


Also... who's Alexandria? :???:
 
The guy calls in airstrikes of magic meteors, ad nauseum, from very long range. He's also got a variety of AoE attacks, including one for self-defense. He can also teleport.

Bell ringers would be screwed. And bell ringers (and their minions) are NOT skilled fighters; they're just buffed rabble.
Ever summoned Mensis Scholar Damien?
Trust me, Yahar'har absolutely has things that can at least assassinate Rom.

They aren't going to, because:
a. They already have their hands full fending us off.
b. Getting to Rom requires bypassing the Forbidden Forest, the Shadows of Yharnam, the Byrgenwerth fly-assholes, and Yurie.

However, if the situation is very dire for them, they may just manage it...Which would be bad.
 
[X] Praises and high-fives all around for a well-executed operation.
[X] Regroup at the chapel
-[X] And grab a disabled Mensis fighter if they can for interrogation.
 
Non-Canon Omake: Old Hunter
Also, here's a short little omake to make up for the schedule slip. This was originally "That's a Bad Move, Little Ant" before I went back and retooled the concept. I may wind up making a small series out of this.

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Praying here felt like cheating.

Without the endless chatter of life, without even the gentle touch and rustle of the wind, it was child's play for Isaac Netero to turn his gaze inwards and immerse himself in the placid waters he knew so well. He gave thanks to the martial arts that had followed him beyond death, had carried his indomitable will into this new world.

His knee twinged, a microscopic motion that the world's finest doctors would struggle to identify even with the finest camera equipment, and he frowned. The waters churned and boiled, but he remained submerged, drawing from his years on the mountain.

He'd gotten old. He'd gotten complacent. He'd let patterns slip into his attacks; not even one in a hundred, not even one in a thousand strikes, but they were there and he'd died because of them. Isaac Netero the martial artist cherished the fight against the unstoppable Ant King. Isaac Netero the man was furious that a newborn whelp with delusions of grandeur had gotten the best of him.

"Something the matter?"

The Chairman did not bother to turn around as the gently-creaking wheelchair approached, instead rising to his feet and looking out at the massive moon above.

"A bit of impatience on my part. I'm very eager for the rematch I told you of," he replied with a friendly smile.

Gehrman chuckled. "Still think you're in Hell, then?"

"It's either that or I have gravely misjudged both my character and his."

Netero crouched down and proceeded to stretch, though more for show than anything else. Old though it was, his body remained as limber as ever. Even the Chairman's joints knew better than to draw his ire.

"Has Yharnam's opposition not been up to your standards?" said Gehrman.

"Oh, here and there, but everything is a disappointment after that monster." He smirked and looked down towards the old caretaker. "Although perhaps I'm just not looking in the right places."

Gehrman acted oblivious for all of a second before seemingly realizing the pointlessness of the gesture. "Was it that obvious?"

Netero's smirk grew wider.

"I'm not working against you," said Gehrman.

"You're welcome to; it's more fun that way." Netero turned towards the Dream's myriad graves and strode away. "Don't worry, we don't have to do this right away. I don't know how long you've been in that chair and there's no point in fighting you if you're not at your best."

Gehrman had yet to reply by the time Netero knelt at a bustling grave and vanished from sight. The old master allowed his smirk to blossom into a true smile as he emerged once more in Yharnam's ruined streets.

It seems, King of the Ants, that you may have to wait as well.
 
The badass old man from a show that I watched in my childhood? On Yharnam?

Yes, please. I don't mind if this is going to be a regular thing.
 
Isaac Netero, president of the Hunters Association. In a world where people throw punches that can create craters a hundred meters wide and a dozen deep, where people can teleport or make you explode just by touching you he was in the past considered the strongest man alive. At the point he dies he considers himself in the top 6-10.


 
HunterxHunter? Could be interesting.
Unfortunately, my knowledge of the series is limited to secondhand accounts from a friend who watched it. My only real memories are "a small-time gang goes full Slaughterhouse Nine on a city because one of their shithead members got killed; one of the supporting cast members is from a family of CE assassins/torturers/cultists/something; Chimera Ants are both fascinating and goddamn horrifying."
 
So am I the only one who saw quite a few parallels between the Bloody Crow and a player character? Between the "using the same couple of swings over and over again (seems a bit like a mocking 'take that' to me)" to "flinching away from danger and frantically dodging once the heat starts piling up" to "getting really fucking angry when you start getting your shit pushed in".

Bit late (very late) on this but it's sitting on my brain for a while now. The comparison amused me.

And there may have been something said on this, but if there was I didn't see it and it would probably take ages to find.
 
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So am I the only one who saw quite a few parallels between the Bloody Crow and a player character? Between the "using the same couple of swings over and over again (seems a bit like a mocking 'take that' to me)" to "flinching away from danger and frantically dodging once the heat starts piling up" to "getting really fucking angry when you start getting your shit pushed in".

Bit late (very late) on this but it's sitting on my brain for a while now. The comparison amused me.
The Crow wasn't abusing I-Frames though :p
 
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