Fear of Water (Project Moon Bloodfiend Quest Reboot)
- Thread starter chickenbouillon
- Start date
- Location
- Alberta
- Pronouns
- He/Him
[X] Accept. It'd do you good to spend time with him. He's your brother now, after all.
chickenbouillon
Purveyor of the Eldritch
- Pronouns
- He/Him
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The Receiving End
chickenbouillon
Purveyor of the Eldritch
- Pronouns
- He/Him
You stalk through the streets as usual, but this time.. it feels so.. foreign. Maybe it's the fact that you have someone else with you. Either way, you shrug it off and do your best to hunt as usual. "Shall we go after Rats again then? They seem.. inoffensive. Nobody would miss them." You suggest. Hans's face scrunches up in distaste, as if he finds the idea of a Second Kindred subsisting on the blood of a Rat to be utterly hideous, but he nods his head all the same.
"All right then." You walk towards another spot you know they'd hang out in, but you're careful not to hunt at the same spot more than once. Otherwise, they'll start to pick up that they're being targeted and scurry away. Like their namesakes, they were hard to catch if they felt threatened.
Hans follows you dutifully, and for a moment you find your mind wandering towards the nature of the man you now call a brother. Towards the nature of the man you now share a bloodline with. He looks.. so young. So boyish. His features cherubic with youth. And it makes you shudder a bit. Noone so young should have such a harsh look in their eyes, but this was the City, and the City was cruel. You should know that by now.
You avert your gaze from him, but he notices. He raises an eyebrow before opening his mouth: "Well, what is it? You seem to have something on your mind." You turn to answer, but the words seem to flee from your grasp. "..I was just.. thinking. I was just thinking about how lonely you must be, all these years, right?" His expression curls into something sour and bitter.
"What do you know?" He sneers, his voice cold and harsh. You recoil at his sudden hostility, but something in you continues to press on. "I know.. I know a lot, actually." You refuse to be silenced. "I know.. how loneliness feels like. What pain feels like. How it feels to have your entire life ripped away from you so.. suddenly. But we don't have to stay like that right? Isn't that.. What family is for? We're stuck with each other now right? Why don't we get to know each other, at the very least?"
He stares at you for a moment with an expression of shock, before opening and closing his mouth like he doesn't know what to say. Something in him breaks, and when he sags down and stares at you again he looks ten years older. "..I didn't have anyone. Since the day I was born." He says, wistfully staring up at the darkening sky. "I was gutter trash. A filthy Rat. Nothing in my life had purpose. I didn't even know my parents." He says. "When I was drifting through life without a purpose.. when I was alone, and miserable. I found.. something to believe in. A deity if you will." Your brow knits in confusion at that. Religion wasn't uncommon in the City, but they're mostly viewed as either scams for someone to make money or as the work of fanatics looking to grasp desperately at something in the City.
Hans's expression turned warm, as if he was recounting something fond. "A deity saved me, and I dedicated my life for it back then. And then Father found me." His expression twists into something resembling a deep, deep love, and a painful resentment, blending together into one noxious mix.
"The rest was history." He closes his eyes, before turning to you. "Well, what about you?" He says but before you can say anything. He rushes to you and clasps a hand over your mouth. His eyes frantically slide back and forth from your face and to the direction behind you. His message was clear: you're being followed.
Well.. that throws a wrench in things, does it not? Now that you're being followed, you can hardly continue on your hunt.
So what do you do?
[X] Ambush the stalker.
[X] Make your way back home.
[X] Write-in
"All right then." You walk towards another spot you know they'd hang out in, but you're careful not to hunt at the same spot more than once. Otherwise, they'll start to pick up that they're being targeted and scurry away. Like their namesakes, they were hard to catch if they felt threatened.
Hans follows you dutifully, and for a moment you find your mind wandering towards the nature of the man you now call a brother. Towards the nature of the man you now share a bloodline with. He looks.. so young. So boyish. His features cherubic with youth. And it makes you shudder a bit. Noone so young should have such a harsh look in their eyes, but this was the City, and the City was cruel. You should know that by now.
You avert your gaze from him, but he notices. He raises an eyebrow before opening his mouth: "Well, what is it? You seem to have something on your mind." You turn to answer, but the words seem to flee from your grasp. "..I was just.. thinking. I was just thinking about how lonely you must be, all these years, right?" His expression curls into something sour and bitter.
"What do you know?" He sneers, his voice cold and harsh. You recoil at his sudden hostility, but something in you continues to press on. "I know.. I know a lot, actually." You refuse to be silenced. "I know.. how loneliness feels like. What pain feels like. How it feels to have your entire life ripped away from you so.. suddenly. But we don't have to stay like that right? Isn't that.. What family is for? We're stuck with each other now right? Why don't we get to know each other, at the very least?"
He stares at you for a moment with an expression of shock, before opening and closing his mouth like he doesn't know what to say. Something in him breaks, and when he sags down and stares at you again he looks ten years older. "..I didn't have anyone. Since the day I was born." He says, wistfully staring up at the darkening sky. "I was gutter trash. A filthy Rat. Nothing in my life had purpose. I didn't even know my parents." He says. "When I was drifting through life without a purpose.. when I was alone, and miserable. I found.. something to believe in. A deity if you will." Your brow knits in confusion at that. Religion wasn't uncommon in the City, but they're mostly viewed as either scams for someone to make money or as the work of fanatics looking to grasp desperately at something in the City.
Hans's expression turned warm, as if he was recounting something fond. "A deity saved me, and I dedicated my life for it back then. And then Father found me." His expression twists into something resembling a deep, deep love, and a painful resentment, blending together into one noxious mix.
"The rest was history." He closes his eyes, before turning to you. "Well, what about you?" He says but before you can say anything. He rushes to you and clasps a hand over your mouth. His eyes frantically slide back and forth from your face and to the direction behind you. His message was clear: you're being followed.
Well.. that throws a wrench in things, does it not? Now that you're being followed, you can hardly continue on your hunt.
So what do you do?
[X] Ambush the stalker.
[X] Make your way back home.
[X] Write-in
- Location
- United States
[X] Ambush the stalker.
[X] Ambush the stalker.
[X] Ambush the stalker.
[X] Ambush the stalker.
chickenbouillon
Purveyor of the Eldritch
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Voting closed!
Twin Trouble
chickenbouillon
Purveyor of the Eldritch
- Pronouns
- He/Him
You and Hans come to an agreement.
The both of you disappear into the shadows, blending in smoothly with the darkness. When not one but two figures come out and begin to look around for you, the both of you lunge immediately and pin the two of them to the ground. You pinned one under your grip, and Hans in his.
You bring up the face of your assailant to the light and discover that it's.. Daeun? The boy who introduced himself to you with his twin sister? You immediately drop him in shock.
"What the hell are you two imbeciles doing here?" Hans says, his voice betraying anger. Cha-eun thrashes under his grip, but waves sheepishly when she notices you staring at her. "Hi teach!" They say simultaneously. "We wanted to visit you.. but you weren't home! So we followed you all the way out here when we saw you leave with that guy!" Cha-eun chirped.
Daeun nodded along under your palm. "Yeah! Yeah! We didn't mean any harm! So can you let us go? You're like.. really strong." You sigh and let him go. "Next time, don't follow me like that." You say. "I could've killed you."
"I'm still tempted to do so, in fact. How much did you hear, tell me!" Hans snarls at them. They immediately shake their heads meekly. "We didn't hear anything, I promise!" Chaeun said. "We could barely keep up with you guys! We just got here, I swear!"
Hans's face is still twisted in an ugly rictus of rage, but you place a hand on his shoulder and his face softens. He clicks his teeth together and walks away before staying in place, sulking.
"You made him upset." You say. "I mean it, don't do that ever again." The two of them immediately stand up, dusting themselves off before nodding in eerily synchronised motions. You sigh.
"What were the two of you doing anyway?" Daeun says, his voice still cheery despite what happened. "It's almost late right? It's almost Night in the Backstreets! Shouldn't you guys be at home right now?"
Ugh.. right. What should you tell them?
[X] Tell them that you're hunting for Rats for an art piece and say they can tag along if they want to.
[X] Tell them that it's none of their business and send them away.
[X] Tell them that you're a Bloodfiend. (Hahahahaha no, Hans would literally kill you.)
[X] Write-in
The both of you disappear into the shadows, blending in smoothly with the darkness. When not one but two figures come out and begin to look around for you, the both of you lunge immediately and pin the two of them to the ground. You pinned one under your grip, and Hans in his.
You bring up the face of your assailant to the light and discover that it's.. Daeun? The boy who introduced himself to you with his twin sister? You immediately drop him in shock.
"What the hell are you two imbeciles doing here?" Hans says, his voice betraying anger. Cha-eun thrashes under his grip, but waves sheepishly when she notices you staring at her. "Hi teach!" They say simultaneously. "We wanted to visit you.. but you weren't home! So we followed you all the way out here when we saw you leave with that guy!" Cha-eun chirped.
Daeun nodded along under your palm. "Yeah! Yeah! We didn't mean any harm! So can you let us go? You're like.. really strong." You sigh and let him go. "Next time, don't follow me like that." You say. "I could've killed you."
"I'm still tempted to do so, in fact. How much did you hear, tell me!" Hans snarls at them. They immediately shake their heads meekly. "We didn't hear anything, I promise!" Chaeun said. "We could barely keep up with you guys! We just got here, I swear!"
Hans's face is still twisted in an ugly rictus of rage, but you place a hand on his shoulder and his face softens. He clicks his teeth together and walks away before staying in place, sulking.
"You made him upset." You say. "I mean it, don't do that ever again." The two of them immediately stand up, dusting themselves off before nodding in eerily synchronised motions. You sigh.
"What were the two of you doing anyway?" Daeun says, his voice still cheery despite what happened. "It's almost late right? It's almost Night in the Backstreets! Shouldn't you guys be at home right now?"
Ugh.. right. What should you tell them?
[X] Tell them that you're hunting for Rats for an art piece and say they can tag along if they want to.
[X] Tell them that it's none of their business and send them away.
[X] Write-in
This is the wrong atmosphere for introducing the twins to Hans, but I don't want to be overly hostile since they're also Ring. So, I'd like to send them off with a plausible reason.
[X] Tell them that this is Hans, a close friend to you, and that you were catching up on old times.
[X] Tell them that this is Hans, a close friend to you, and that you were catching up on old times.
- Location
- United States
[X] Tell them that this is Hans, a close friend to you, and that you were catching up on old times.
- Location
- Quebec
[X] Tell them that you're hunting for Rats for an art piece and say they can tag along if they want to.
Brightflame
Lord of the Dance
- Location
- Inkopolis
[X] Tell them that this is Hans, a close friend to you, and that you were catching up on old times.
