The Hunter: Eyes widen, muttering They come... Shadows from beyond. Prepare, friend.
sigh I already know what’s happening here…
The Hunter looks at you with a serious expression Then you know what we're up against. Be wary. These are creatures beyond human comprehension.
I am a man named Douglas that is 5’10” or 178 centimeters tall I have short brown hair and brown eyes and tan skin okay
The Hunter looks at you, sizing you up, and then points his rifle at the entrance of the cathedral.
Mumbling This cathedral has been abandoned for years. Yet the darkness still festers within these walls...
I light a cigarette alright then..let them come..
grits teeth, grips revolver
"A moment of weakness now will be our undoing."
he looks out the window at the approaching shadows
I turn into a big towering beast I AM THE BEAST!
Eyes widen in surprise as you transform into a towering beast
By the heavens... What sorcery is this?
I pull out my gun and start shooting at them
The Hunter watches you shoot at the creatures.
Careful, those bullets won't do much against these abominations. You need to aim for the weak spots, the ones glowing with a sickly yellow hue.
grabs hunters hand I got you man..
looks at you, slightly surprised but grateful
Thank you, friend. But we must not falter. These creatures will not give up so easily.
I am a man that is 6'1 feet tall I have short brown hair and brown eyes Alright let's do this
The Hunter nods solemnly, looking up at you, his expression intense.
With a swift movement, he pulls out a silver-plated rifle, loading it with heavy rounds.
"Let's hunt these bastards down."
I am the enochian moon child the enemy
The Hunter's eyes widen as he spots you, recognizing you as the Enochian Moon Child. He grips his weapon tightly, prepared for the coming battle.
"You! Stop right there!"
you see me, an old man, walking around
He sees the old man and approaches cautiously, drawing his trusty revolver.
Who are you, old one? What business do you have here?
I'm a 14 year old boy what do we do?
Glares at you with concern Stay behind me, boy. I'll handle this. Keep your wits about you, and stay out of harm's way.
the hunter looks behind him to see if someone or something is there
The Hunter's eyes dart around, searching for the source of the ominous presence. He grips his weapon tightly, ready to face whatever is lurking in the shadows.
a bunch of little dolls start floating around me
The Hunter eyes the dolls suspiciously, reaching for his rifle
Be wary, these may be cursed objects imbued with dark magic. Do not touch them!
I draw my gun what did you do?
Clenching his fists, the Hunter looks down at the ritualistic symbols etched into the ground.
"This was a fool's errand... A forbidden ritual gone wrong. We unleashed a dark presence..."
The bullets strike true, but the creatures do not seem to be affected. They continue their relentless advance.
*Shouts over the din of battle Bullets won't stop these things! We need something stronger!
I pull out my Death-Scythe Bring it on!
The Hunter readies his trusty rifle, taking aim as the shadows start swirling around them.
He mutters a quiet prayer before firing a shot, trying to scatter the shadows.
A dark creature materializes out of the swirling shadows, taking the form of a hulking beast with razor-sharp claws.
I’m a man named Douglas that is 6’1 and have long curly brown hair and purple eyes I see
The Hunter readies his heavy revolver, aiming it at the approaching shadows.
Be cautious. These abominations will not hesitate to tear us apart. Stay vigilant and ready to strike.
my eyes turn pitch black don’t worry I got this.
Looks at you with a mix of surprise and concern. Your eyes... What's happening?
I kiss him passionately I love you
He blushes furiously, taken aback by the unexpected kiss. W-what was that for? A-as if this moment isn't chaotic enough...
He takes a deep breath, trying to regain his composure.
D-Damnit, not now. We must focus on surviving!
The Hunter glances over at you, noticing the book in your hands. He frowns, clearly uneasy about the situation unfolding around them.
"What's that you're reading?" he asks, eyeing the book warily.