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The light of a torch played across the dark, dank tunnel walls causing Sammy to wonder why every hunt she went on wind up being in somewhere dark and uninviting. Just once she’d like to track down some horrific monster on a tropical beach; it didn’t even have to be during the daytime! She just wanted to go someplace that didn’t look like the set from some cheap B-movie horror flick. She’d been in these tunnels for what seemed like hours now; she just hoped that whatever was at the end of them was worth the effort.
Finally reaching a door she would carefully tuck the torch under her armpit so as to free up her hand so she could open the door in front of her without plunging herself into darkness. Her other hand meanwhile held a large .45 revolver loaded with silver bullets which regardless of the lore would put most things down…or at least slow it down long enough for her to try something else such as getting the hell out of dodge.
Slowly turning the handle Sammy would take several deep steadying breaths before throwing open the door and levelling the gun ready to shoot; her eyes going wide with shock as she beheld what was occupying the room “oh…well that’s unexpected”
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The stories are real. Monsters, magic, ghosts, all that stuff you heard about as child in fairy tales and horror movies and were told didn’t exist…well guess what chuckles it’s all real and it’s hungry!
It was words to that effect that greeted every hunter before they set off down the dark path that they had found themselves upon, or at least those lucky enough not to see their friends and family torn apart in front of them by something that shouldn’t exist. Of course most of those poor unfortunate souls wind up being locked away either in prison, accused of being a deranged killer, or in an asylum because they were dumb enough to talk about it! Either way saying “a monster did it” isn’t the best of defence’s. And of course there are those who simply can’t cope with the knowledge that such things exist and either go mad, kill themselves, or both.
And then there are those brave or perhaps foolish souls that seek out the monsters that lurk within the dark corners of the world and destroy them to save others from having to walk such a dark and dangerous path…you are one such person
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Ok I’ll keep this nice and straight forward, simply create a hunter using the below character sheet (Don’t bother with any background story we’ll RP that out as we play) and start writing. Feel free to import characters from previous rp’s through preferably not from a sci-fi setting. A quick note on magic, yes it exists and it falls broadly under two categories; Innate magic i.e you are naturally magical though this is more for supernatural races (although some humans also possess such “natural” abilities). And Ritualistic magic which is the most common form and involves large dusty tomes, incense and pentagrams. Both have their pro’s and con’s, Innate magic is generally quicker to cast and more powerful but draining for its user where as Ritualistic although very user friendly requires a fair amount of pre-planning. I’m not looking for anything overly deep and complicated here, nor am I after huge posts; I’m just looking at this being a bit of fun. Feel free to ask questions and other than that enjoy!
Name:
Age:
Physical Description:
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Name: Jack Connor
Age: 31
Physical Description: 6’ 1” with short dark hair and brown eyes, Jack could be considered good looking in a rugged kind of way with him usually dressed in faded jeans, an old pair of boots and a black leather jacket that has seen better days. Tattooed on the underside of each of his forearms he has ancient “runes of protection” though whether they actually work is another matter entirely.
Name: Cassiopeia (Cassie) Connor
Age: 25
Physical Description: 5’5” with dark brown shoulder length hair and amber coloured eyes, although the most noticeable thing about Cassie is her abnormally pale skin. Almost as if to highlight the fact she often dresses in dark clothing including black lipstick, a pair of sunglasses, black leather gloves and a black Stetson hat creating a look that all but screams “Goth” which may just be her intention…
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"Ok I’m not sure if anyone’s hearing this but…I’m in trouble, serious trouble and….I…I don’t know who else to call….I’m in Saltmarsh, Louisiana, there’s this old house and…oh god….I think they’re breaking in!"
The message ended with what sounded like a pair of gunshots before it cut out entirely. Truth be told Jack was kind of surprised that Sammy had tried contacting him considering how things between the two of them had gone down last time they’d met…then again he wasn’t the only one to have received her message so perhaps she’d simply hit Send All without realising he was included? Either way he was here now so like it or lump it she was getting his help.
Sitting in a truck stop diner on the outskirts of the small coastal town of Saltmarsh Jack would take a large bite out of his burger with obvious relish. Having spent much of his life on the road travelling from one place to another in order to kill something or other, he’d become quite the connoisseur of fast food and was ranking the current establishment pretty highly “I can’t believe you’re actually eating that thing? I can hear your arteries clogging from here!” the pale skinned girl spoke from the seat opposite him in obvious disgust prompting Jack to pause in the act of eating his lunch to offer her a withering look “Cassie…remind me why I didn’t gank you when I had the chance?” he asked in a dry humourless voice “because I’m your baby sister and you love me” she cheerfully replied, flashing him gleaming smile that simply caused him to roll his eyes and continue eating his burger “one you’re my step-sister and two…no” he gruffly replied in between bites. The pair would return to sitting in silence; Jack eating his burger and fries and Cassie absently staring out of the window through a pair of sunglasses. Eventually however Cassie would break and begin speaking again “Ok, so other than to experience this gastronomic marvel first hand why exactly are we here?” she asked with a sigh. Jack would take a moment to wipe around his mouth with a brightly coloured napkin before patiently answering her question “this joint is on the only road into town, so if anyone else shows up in response to Sammy’s hour of need they have to come through here first, now I don’t know what Sammy found out here but I’m guessing it’s big, meaning we’re going to need all the help we can get”
Finally reaching a door she would carefully tuck the torch under her armpit so as to free up her hand so she could open the door in front of her without plunging herself into darkness. Her other hand meanwhile held a large .45 revolver loaded with silver bullets which regardless of the lore would put most things down…or at least slow it down long enough for her to try something else such as getting the hell out of dodge.
Slowly turning the handle Sammy would take several deep steadying breaths before throwing open the door and levelling the gun ready to shoot; her eyes going wide with shock as she beheld what was occupying the room “oh…well that’s unexpected”
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The stories are real. Monsters, magic, ghosts, all that stuff you heard about as child in fairy tales and horror movies and were told didn’t exist…well guess what chuckles it’s all real and it’s hungry!
It was words to that effect that greeted every hunter before they set off down the dark path that they had found themselves upon, or at least those lucky enough not to see their friends and family torn apart in front of them by something that shouldn’t exist. Of course most of those poor unfortunate souls wind up being locked away either in prison, accused of being a deranged killer, or in an asylum because they were dumb enough to talk about it! Either way saying “a monster did it” isn’t the best of defence’s. And of course there are those who simply can’t cope with the knowledge that such things exist and either go mad, kill themselves, or both.
And then there are those brave or perhaps foolish souls that seek out the monsters that lurk within the dark corners of the world and destroy them to save others from having to walk such a dark and dangerous path…you are one such person
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Ok I’ll keep this nice and straight forward, simply create a hunter using the below character sheet (Don’t bother with any background story we’ll RP that out as we play) and start writing. Feel free to import characters from previous rp’s through preferably not from a sci-fi setting. A quick note on magic, yes it exists and it falls broadly under two categories; Innate magic i.e you are naturally magical though this is more for supernatural races (although some humans also possess such “natural” abilities). And Ritualistic magic which is the most common form and involves large dusty tomes, incense and pentagrams. Both have their pro’s and con’s, Innate magic is generally quicker to cast and more powerful but draining for its user where as Ritualistic although very user friendly requires a fair amount of pre-planning. I’m not looking for anything overly deep and complicated here, nor am I after huge posts; I’m just looking at this being a bit of fun. Feel free to ask questions and other than that enjoy!
Name:
Age:
Physical Description:
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Name: Jack Connor
Age: 31
Physical Description: 6’ 1” with short dark hair and brown eyes, Jack could be considered good looking in a rugged kind of way with him usually dressed in faded jeans, an old pair of boots and a black leather jacket that has seen better days. Tattooed on the underside of each of his forearms he has ancient “runes of protection” though whether they actually work is another matter entirely.
Name: Cassiopeia (Cassie) Connor
Age: 25
Physical Description: 5’5” with dark brown shoulder length hair and amber coloured eyes, although the most noticeable thing about Cassie is her abnormally pale skin. Almost as if to highlight the fact she often dresses in dark clothing including black lipstick, a pair of sunglasses, black leather gloves and a black Stetson hat creating a look that all but screams “Goth” which may just be her intention…
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"Ok I’m not sure if anyone’s hearing this but…I’m in trouble, serious trouble and….I…I don’t know who else to call….I’m in Saltmarsh, Louisiana, there’s this old house and…oh god….I think they’re breaking in!"
The message ended with what sounded like a pair of gunshots before it cut out entirely. Truth be told Jack was kind of surprised that Sammy had tried contacting him considering how things between the two of them had gone down last time they’d met…then again he wasn’t the only one to have received her message so perhaps she’d simply hit Send All without realising he was included? Either way he was here now so like it or lump it she was getting his help.
Sitting in a truck stop diner on the outskirts of the small coastal town of Saltmarsh Jack would take a large bite out of his burger with obvious relish. Having spent much of his life on the road travelling from one place to another in order to kill something or other, he’d become quite the connoisseur of fast food and was ranking the current establishment pretty highly “I can’t believe you’re actually eating that thing? I can hear your arteries clogging from here!” the pale skinned girl spoke from the seat opposite him in obvious disgust prompting Jack to pause in the act of eating his lunch to offer her a withering look “Cassie…remind me why I didn’t gank you when I had the chance?” he asked in a dry humourless voice “because I’m your baby sister and you love me” she cheerfully replied, flashing him gleaming smile that simply caused him to roll his eyes and continue eating his burger “one you’re my step-sister and two…no” he gruffly replied in between bites. The pair would return to sitting in silence; Jack eating his burger and fries and Cassie absently staring out of the window through a pair of sunglasses. Eventually however Cassie would break and begin speaking again “Ok, so other than to experience this gastronomic marvel first hand why exactly are we here?” she asked with a sigh. Jack would take a moment to wipe around his mouth with a brightly coloured napkin before patiently answering her question “this joint is on the only road into town, so if anyone else shows up in response to Sammy’s hour of need they have to come through here first, now I don’t know what Sammy found out here but I’m guessing it’s big, meaning we’re going to need all the help we can get”