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detrimonious · 4 months

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i wanna draw my OC's more this year!!!!

#oc #oc art #art #john hunter oc #vincent oc #brainworms for a year now maybe

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hunterbunter3000 · 1 year

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Sweetheart buys price his favorite cigars for his birthday, they're wicked expensive and man's about hit the floor when she pulls out the box.

STOP THAT'S SO CUUTEEEE

(Sorry this took forever! 😭😭😭 I hope you enjoy it!)

Especially when Price never told her which cigars he liked, he's just so happy and honored that he got them from Sweetheart.

LIL SCENARIO I CONJURED.:

141 Sweetheart, poking her head through Price's office door: Psst-

(Price already knowing who it is, he smiles to himself)

141 Sweetheart, whispering louder: PSSSTT-- CAP

Price, chuckling: Yes, Sweetheart?

141 Sweetheart: Permission to come in?

Price: Permission granted.

141 Sweetheart, squealing as she busts through the door: I gotchu somethin'!

Price with wide eyes: Really?

(He looks over to the giant pile of gifts on his desk and the floor)

Price: ...You and the others already got me everything under the sun.

141 Sweetheart, snickers: Well yeah, but all that was a team effort! This is actually from me.

(Price puts down his pen and sees the pink wrapped box in her hands)

Price, holding the gift: What is it?

141 Sweetheart: Open it first!

(Price smiles, trying his best to save the wrap. His eyes goes wide, seeing the glass window box filled with pristine and long cigars)

141 Sweetheart: Surprise!

Price, speechless: How did you--

141 Sweetheart: You remember when we all went to that town in Ireland and Soap n' Horangi got drunk and Soap threw up in front of that Cigar Shop?

Price: Yeah?

141 Sweetheart: And then while I was patting Soap's back, I saw you look in the window at these--

141 Sweetheart: Sooooo I remembered what the place was called, rang up the lil' number, and had it shipped! Thank God it came before your birthday.

(She taps them repeatedly with her nail)

141 Sweetheart: These babies right here, and it looked like you really wanted them! But the shop was closed and we went home the next day.

Price, impressed: No wonder you were so secretive, eh?

Price: How much did this cost--

141 Sweetheart: That, and keeping the party a secret too.

(Price smiles, then slowly vanishes when reality sets in)

141 Sweetheart: Shh.

Price, concerned: Sweetheart, how much--

Sweetheart, hugs his side: Happy birthday, ya old British pirate!

141 Sweetheart: UUUUAAAAADUDUDUDDUDAAAT AHT AHT EH- shut ya face and enjoy your cigars. Don't worry about the cost, it's a gift from me to you. Kay?

(Price sighs, but he nods anyway)

Price, chuckling: Thank you, love.

(I love them your honor)

#cod price #price x reader #black fem reader #john price x reader #modern warefare 2 x reader #modern warefare ii #modern warfare headcanons #modern warfare incorrect quotes #cod incorrect quotes #black reader #black!reader #x female reader #x reader #black!fem!reader #cod oc #john price #price mw2 #141 sweetheart #hunter's ask lounge ☕️

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protagonist-art · 1 month

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i may have problems and issues 🥳

#buck has a stocky working horse kinda build :3 i dont think i got that across BWHWHA hopefully i can draw him again #ive been ruminating on this for MONTHS #john marston is called john dory for the sake of laughs and making real john dory insecure until he meets him and realises this is the most #awkward emo man on the planet #john is a country troll!!#terrier has the same kinda legs as sadie!!#i wanna design the entire van der linde gang but idkkkk if I'll get to it #the o'driscolls r called the troll driscolls because there's literally no other choice #eagle is sadie's bounty hunter name :3 #jake adler is called sage!! because marigolds protect sage from harmful bugs n insects and yeas ironic... but her revenge business keeps it #making sense #also look at me getting better at drawing cowboy hats >:o)#protagonist ocs #red dead redemption #red dead redemption 2 #rdr #rdr2 #trolls #trolls world tour #trolls band together #sadie adler #john marston #sean macguire #arthur morgan #oc #kinda #hehehehe

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ghouljams · 10 months

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Witch does some magic, Fae!Price remembers why witches are so dangerous

this is a longer one(1.4k words), dealing with a lot of spell work, and mostly OC stuff.

One of your friends is laying on your kitchen table. Arms folded to cushion their head, half asleep as you scrub their back with salt. You already washed the table down, chalked your largest circle on the floor, made sure your herbs were prepped. You really don’t know why you keep doing this to yourself. You let your eyes wander to look out your back door, peaking across your garden to your back gate.

“I can come back if you’re waiting on someone,” You friend mumbles, you shake your head. You grab a washcloth and dip it in the copper bowl of new moon water to rinse the salt off their back.

“You’re fine, I want to get this done today.” They hum, sitting up enough to finish their last swallow of tea before passing you the mug.

“You’re always so serious about this.”

“You pay me to be serious about it.” You step out of the circle to put their drained mug in the sink and finish your own. Hyssop tea isn’t your favorite but better safe than sorry. You grab another copper bowl and a small sachet from your cupboard. Another hum from your friend. “Where’d you get the baby ginger?” You ask, removing the small humanoid root from its sachet and placing it in the new bowl.

“Trade secret,” You try not to think too hard about it. There are a lot of things about your friend you try not to think too hard about. “Figure that should be enough to mix a few sessions worth of ash.”

You nod, casting another glance out your back door. You need it open for the sun, for the tie to summer to keep the room warm, but you also need your garden free of distractions. You twist open the jars you’d pulled. Morning Glory, Comfrey, Angelica, Marjoram, Ginger, fuck what are you missing?

“Ruda.” Your friend tells you, their eyes closed peacefully.

“You hate Ruda.” You leave the circle again to grab the herb. It feels like you’ve got everything but the kitchen sink in this bowl.

“The dragon’s blood will cover it,” You pause, at the edge of the circle, stomach twisting, “I can smell it.” Your fingers tighten on your jar, you hate when they do this, talk to you like they know what you’re thinking. Especially when they know better. You step over the chalk circle and deposit a few pieces of ruda in the bowl. You’re quick to strike a match and light the mixture, letting it burn down as you center yourself.

The sound of the wind rustling through the trees, the light herbal small of your garden, the warmth of summer, you do your best to keep your focus on the earth. Stable. Grounded. Your herbs crackle as they burn, the smoke finding its way out your back door, hardly bothering to be contained by your circle. Your house is silent, your fingers are warm and buzzing with potential.

Everything is easier after this, or faster. Magic always seems faster once you set it free to run. You mix the herbal ash with a little alcohol and some chips of dragon’s blood resin to make ink. You clean your needles and set your intention. You trace the patterns already on your friend’s skin and find the breaks that need to be mended, and snap on some gloves.

You poke new lines of honeycomb across their shoulder. Dip your needle in the ink and fix the pentacle on their spine, the salt, the concentric circles. Hyssop, lavender, parsley, you sink comfortably into your work tattooing herbs and wards. You mind is clear, present and gone at the same time. It’s comfortable here. Your friend sleeps as you work, not even twitching as you wipe at the ink.

You don’t think of it as what it is. Blood magic. Magic you shouldn’t be doing, wouldn’t be doing if it was anyone but them. Magic made just for this singular person, just for their needs. You mumble to yourself as you work, watching the pentacles turn, the sword glint. The honeycomb drips onto the lavender making you wipe at it to check that your lines are all connected. It’s complicated magic, a spell you’ve been weaving and maintaining for years. You trace your fingers around the unbroken ring at the center, the dark abyssal black that fills it. The sink.

You pull back and inspect your work, roll your shoulders, check the time. You pat your friend’s shoulder to wake them up before spraying the fresh tattoo with green soap. They groan and stretch out over your table.

“Feels like a fucking rock on my back.” They grumble. You hum, cleaning your work station to give them room to sit up.

“Gotta charge it, that’s what the sun’s for.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know the drill.” You help them up, careful to avoid breaking the circle or knocking over any of your herbs. They wave you off as they exit your house to your garden, sinking onto the little stool you’d set out. You hover close by, just to be sure they don’t faint. It’s happened before. You glance at the gate when they do, feeling your stomach flip when you catch sight of Price watching you.

Your friend waves you off, shooing you towards your distraction. It’s good you didn’t notice him sooner, it might have broken your concentration. The last thing you need is for a spell this intricate to backfire.

“You have a client,” Price nods at your friend, you don’t bother looking back at them, sure they’re enjoying the sun.

“You haven’t been around in a while,” You counter. Wincing a little at yourself. Truth for a truth. Though one is more an embarrassing acknowledgement that you noticed his absence. Price smiles at that before covering his mouth, trying to spare a little of your pride.

“Did you miss me?”

“No.” You say quickly. He nods, it’s cute the way you lie to him. “Did you need something?”

“Just wanted to check up on you,” He tells you, you raise a brow, clearly not buying it. The “and” that should follow that statement hangs in the air between you. He’s not impolite enough to impose himself on your hospitality when you have another guest. Especially not when you’re working.

It’s strange though, if he hadn’t seen you bringing your client out, he might not have noticed them at all. They look human, but.

But they don’t smell like anything. They don’t have any presence at all. You smell like burnt herbs, ink, residual magic falls off of you and threads through his. It’s terribly distracting. You’re always distracting. Enough to keep his attention off of whatever is in your garden.

“Well, here I am. No need to drop by just to see me.” Price respectfully begs to differ. He has every reason to see you. Your sincerity in the statement doesn’t go unnoticed.

“I thought you didn’t deal with creditors.” Price leans away from the threshold as you turn to talk to your client. He hadn’t even registered their presence.

“Go wait in the house if you’re all charged,” You tell them quietly. Charged. Price knows that term, what were you charging? The whole person? Your client shrugs and turns back towards the house.

Price’s stomach rolls, and he has to stop himself from taking a step back. Fae trap. The blossoming tattoo on their back hums and moves, alive with captured and contained magic. A seal on the client’s presence, a ward, a living hex breaker, all wild fed magic channeled through your spell work. Not human, just disguised as one. He can feel the hooks spinning off of them now that he knows what to look for. The fae itself doesn’t seem too dangerous, but the spell on their back...

You look up at him so innocently. Sweet as can be, waiting for him to take his eyes off your retreating client. “It’s good, right?” You ask, and he knows exactly what you’re asking. Knows that you know exactly what you’ve created.

You laugh, and wave your hand, “Not a chance, too much upkeep. I’d burn through the ink faster than they do.”

“Bloody hell,” Price swears, unsure what else to say to dislodge the knot his stomach has twisted itself into, "So you let a hunter in but not me?

"Hunters are stupid," you look over your shoulder towards the house, "think with their stomachs, easier to guard against. You on the other hand..." You look back at him, it's clearly a compliment, not one you're willing to say aloud, but he'll take it.

“You don’t have one of those on you, do you?” Price asks, a mixture of pride and apprehension rising in his throat.

#oc: witch #warning do not do blood magic at home or on anyone else #this is a closed course with professionals #woah who is that walking (actual) bombshell?#Price doesnt stick around long since Witch has to finish with her friend #but hes also happy to get the hell out of there #captain john price #john price x reader #fae!Price #i was like do i wanna post this its a lot of OC work? but then i remembered its my blog and i can do what i want #also because this friend is important and i feel like they need a little preview #stupid hunters: ghost and König and lowkey Soap

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hansatorium · 1 year

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The Deer Hunter x Peanuts (because I said so)

#dont ask me how I got the idea #no thoughts head empty #no thoughts head gay #the deer hunter #the deer hunter 1978 #deer hunter #mike vronsky #nikonar chevotarevich #nick chevotarevich #stan what is your lastname idk #doesnt matter #john cazale #robert de niro #christopher walken #oc #art #mean streets gang #hans peanuts tag

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mkarchin713 · 9 months

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John and Maggie Brenton -Human Hunters

You know how in the Ghost Zone, Humans are the Ghosts well that got me thinking what would happen to ghost hunters who became ghosts.

Allow me to set the scene

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The students of Casper High are going on a field trip to the Ghost Zone via the Fenton Portal and Specter Speeder. They run into trouble and get lost in the zone.

(I know this has been done to death but bear with me)

They all get flung into a corner of the zone that Team Phantom has never explored before. While trying to find there way home the Casper High Class run into John and Maggie Brenton-Human Hunters.

Now John and Maggie are basically the embodiments of what could happen to Jack and Maddie if they became ghosts. John and Maddie are so obsessed with ghost hunting it became their obsession in death. Since they couldn’t accept the fact they where now the very ghosts they feared/hates/hunted they have convinced themselves that ghosts are humans and humans are ghosts, this in not helped by the fact humans have intangibility in the zone. Now this pair of anti-Fentons/nega-Fentons/whatever are chasing the class through the zone trying to rip them molecule by molecule.

While on the run the humans find themselves in different ghostly areas like Undergrowth’s Lair (how will Sam react?) and the land of the dead of Ancient Egypt (will Tucker be Pharaoh?). They could meet various new characters from mythology, history, and straight out fiction (this is the infinite realms the possibilities are infinite)

All the while the Fentons have to deal with the fact they are now on the other end of the Bazooka as well as the fact that most of their theories about ghosts are wrong and the evidence is all around them. What’s worse is discovering their 14+ year old son and his friends know more about ghosts than they ever dreamed.

How are the humans going to make it back to the Fenton Portal without being dissected by human hunting ghosts or revealing Danny’s powers.

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potential DP tropes include; Everlasting Trio, Defect Quartet, Wes Weston, Ghost King Danny, Ghost Baby Danny, Little Baby Man, Liminal Team Phantom, Liminal Amity Park, Fenton Parents A+ Parenting, Reveal Gone Wrong, Reveal Gone Right, Pharaoh Tuck, Plant Sam, Vivisection/Dissection fic, and many more

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val-of-the-north · 8 months

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Some random Bloodborne doodles I made

#bloodborne #retired hunter djura #the mad sculptor is an OC meant to resemble the Chapel Dweller #there's a lot of random junk here honestly lol I can't tag it all #pthumerians #witches of hemwick #brador church assassin #he is kind of a joke but he has genuine potential #Kat remembers how he was concieved lol #Sam Blood is just my hunter in the vain of John Dark Souls #he is also a joke concept but I love this guy too ahahah #Fort is my favorite tho #he is like a Loran Cleric + Darkbeast #it just works lol #he looks so happy in his depravity #val-post #val-arts #don't expect many to see this ahah

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eviljohn · 3 months

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John Seed (WoW AU)

#far cry 5 #john seed #wow art #wow oc #world of warcraft #demon hunter

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mustiels-art · 1 year

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woah its John Doe from chainsaw man!!! (Not real, sadly)

Tried out drawing my chainsaw man tabletop oc in the csm anime's style. It was a fun exercise, I think it came out pretty well.

#chainsaw man #csm #csm oc #motw #motw oc #monster of the week #John doe #deer fiend #anime #screencap redraw #john doe is the deer fiend. he works for a US branch of public safety as a devil hunter. he uses powerful hoof attacks to subdue enemies #he also has some mild mind reading powers. he can only use it to probe the mind of devils now that he's a fiend tho. sense of smells good #screencap its based on was the scene with power and denji on the roof in one of the first eps. gave me a good baseline for the eyes

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detrimonious · 8 days

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[OC] hug

#oc #john hunter oc #vincent oc #art

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harveywritings92 · 1 year

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[The scattered team’s reaction to seeing a large plume of smoke coming from the forest.]

Ghost, just outside of the tree line: What the fuck's on fire?

Soap, climbing up a cliff just noticing the smoke now: Whoa, what’s on fire?

Orphan, smack dab in the middle of the smoking forest not even fazed: Smokey’s in the game, something's probably on fire...

#S: achievement hunter #call of duty modern warfare incorrect quotes #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x oc #john soap mactavish #soap mctavish x oc #platonic! Soap #Cod mw oc: Ivy 'Orphan' Doran #cod mw oc: Alan 'Smoke' Monroe #Price is having them do some kind of survival team building exercise #He's employed Smoke's help to act as a simulation enemy that Ghost's team has work together to defeat #Smoke has set traps all over the forest Orphan tripped one of them a Smoke bomb

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hunterbunter3000 · 1 year

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i feel like this https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRcu5yXy/ has such Sweetheart energy lol especially the little DIY stuff on the table and the cute rambling 🥹🥹

AWWWW STAWP THIS IS SO ADORABLE 😍 link right here!

Omg Price, Ghost and König would just be chilling in her dorm listening to her ramble on about the chow halls' grapes and why they're so big. She's just going on and on, sitting at her bright and messy desk with cute things displayed along it and DIY crafting utensils. Even though that desk is supposed to be used for paperwork, she thought otherwise and Price thinks that's hilarious 😂

König absolutely adores the twinkle in her eyes when she's talking about something she finds exciting. Like a kid that ate sweets and is on a sugar high. It's so cute to him, and he sees that she had a good childhood, filled with love and support.

Ghost just likes hearing her talk. The flow of her words just put at ease. And her excited tone just makes him so happy omg he could listen to her speak about anything and be content. (She once spoke about bombs very passionately and he looked at her like she was reciting a poem for him)

Price just wants his grapes back. (He thinks it's so cute how animated she talks)

#john price #john price x reader #ghost incorrect quotes #simon ghost riley x reader #konig x oc #konig x reader #black fem reader #x reader #cod x y/n #cod imagine #cod oc #141 sweetheart #hunter's ask lounge ☕️

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hunterwritesstuff · 2 days

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is this anything(Reblogs appreciated, fanart is appreciated and encouraged lol) Volume warning for some of these!!!(I will make others this is just what I have so far)

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echosong-87 · 10 days

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New Troll AU!!

All of this was from a different media post thingy called amino!!:

Just a new idea that i got from a story in wattpad… where Branch was turned into a werewolf a post first movie story of how it’ll be… and yeah

Been hyper-fixated on it ever since!!

Plus… i wanna give u a new troll oc!! Her name is Sage Silhouette!! She’s a native american inspired troll… she is a weretroll that found branch and helped him into becoming one as well….

In the story she is the last of her kind or what she thinks due to tragic past unknown… but found a young and injured little grey branch that was left behind moments after the great escape occurred.

She used her blood to turn him into a weretroll because there is faster healing properties within the blood… so yeah.

I still kept all the troll music types big as cats and not as tiny as their movie cannon selves… just to help make things a bit fair for them to defend themselves and etc.

I even made a weretroll!Branch character design as well!!

And yeah!!

The whole AU is called OUTCASTED!! And I am hopeful into making it work!!

This AU is about how Branch became a weretroll was reunited with the Pop Troll Village being dubbed as the shadow beast of the forest…. and How JD became a hitman/bounty hunter… gunna call him bounty hunter!!john dory… plus JD leading the other bounty hunter trolls like the K-pop gang, the reggaeton trolls, the yodelers and of course how he became best buds with Chaz the smooth jazz troll.

And yeah…. Sage’s design was also inspired by Hollyleaf from the warrior cats fan drawings… the black green and red suits beautifully and I dunno why

Hope ya like it!!

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eric-the-bmo · 9 months

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[John Doe, the Monstrous]

"Keep the wolf from the cattle."

"She's no safer with him than she is with you."

As a witch-cursed monster, John Doe is a man who only wants love; However, despite being confined to a human form, his monstrous instincts still reside- resulting in bouts of violent hunger, ruined relationships, and self-hatred.

After accidentally revealing his nature to the rest of the main characters, John has failed to repair his once-budding relationships with them, and most view him as a source of danger.

(An explanation for the quotes, each image, and the board in a unified picture will be under the Read More, as well as a bit of rambling):

It's been a while since I've made a board like this, and I forgot how strangely enjoyable it is to see it all come together.

There were multiple routes I could've gone for this board: his love for humanity, emphasis on his self-hatred and idolization issues, his violent hunger and how it ties into his want for love, but I went with the flow and ended up with a general board; a vaguely ominous one, with the blow softened by the query if he can be loved.

The quote below the board ("She's no safer with him than she is with you") is a direct line from John's story, where Louis states in a conversation with John he's as much a threat to Song as the current monster they're up against [John didn't take kindly to this statement, since while the monster is acting with ill intent, he himself is at least trying to be benevolent.]

Panel Elaboration: {going left to right, starting at the top row & working our way down}:

The antlers have been on his pinterest board for a while; it's a call to his deer imagery, and of coursse the fact he was heavily inspired by the Not Deer cryptid. He even grew a pair of antlers when he first revealed his more monstrous side.

I think with with how the hair is covering most of the face here- and how it's more of a side profile- only adds to the intrigue of this board. Something about how the lack of clear face only adds to the monstrous/cryptid energy. (perhaps turning away/leaving so others won't get hurt?)

The road illuminated by headlights is actually in reference to his backstory- upon turning into a human, he ran out onto a road and ended up meeting what would eventually become his first (and, currently, only) friend. The woods were also his primary hunting grounds as a monster, and can be seen on the edges of the road.

John's story mainly takes place in a suburb; Additionally his monstrous nature and instincts fully showed themselves during the Season One finale, when he was searching for a monster at midnight- so the time of the image fits great.

As mentioned before, the question of "but who could love me?" ties into John's core belief (that he cannot be loved if people know he's a monster) and one of his core character traits (desire for love and company). To me, this line, in tangent with the rest of the violent images, implies his sense of self-hatred.

As for the teeth: While John is inspired by the Not Deer, there's been a continuous trend throughout the story (and his official playlist) of associating him with dog/wolf imagery. Additionally, nearly every attack John has done has been with his maw.

John's second method of harm would be his claws; He hasn't used them much, but I wanted to include images for both of his attack methods- this could also be symbolic of his attempted self-restraint. Truly, I just needed to fill this part of the board up.

The term "witch-cursed" was used to describe John earlier in this post- around three years ago, John, as a monster, had attempted to attack a witch who was practicing a ritual in its woods. Her ritual backfired from its attack, resulting it being bound to a human form. This spiral of stones in a forest clearing is meant to be the ritual setup for the spell she was trying to attempt.

Finally, the bloodied sidewalk steps are meant to be for the scene in the Season One finale in which John attacked Song in a frenzy by attempting to tear out her throat. I feel like the image of blood adds to the image of him being a dangerous creature; if it weren't here, the message probably wouldn't have been properly conveyed.

His story's hiatus is ending tomorrow, and I'm looking forward for his tale (and subsequent suffering) to continue.

"He's a bit of a tragedy, isn't he?"

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askthepianist · 11 months

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The dollmaker found himself in a Duo Hunters match, they were 5 ciphers down and he hadn't seen his duo, the hunted, since he entered the waiting room.

Henry was surrounded, trying to chair anyone would just conclude in double the flare guns he was recieveng at the moment and his excitement was on coldown for atleast another minute but, there was a moment...A moment where most survivors had scattered? He could finally chair the one survivor he had managed to take down, as he ballooned them he felt a burning pain, he was shot by no flaregun, and no survivor. The dollmaker was struck by the shotgun of John Doe, the other hunter held no expression as he saw how Henry's back bleed an abnormal amount, it was a matter of seconds before the dollmaker would collapse because no-one, no matter how "enhanced" his body might be, he was still a mortal and no mortal can tolerate the pain of getting shotguned. Jonh Doe just, stared before throwing his weapon over his shoulder and muttering as he walked away.

"Giovanni tenía razón, hijo de mami el wn.."

@bloody-duo

It was a difficult match to say the least. The survivors just seemed to gather around him, and the other hunter was nowhere to be found...Hell! What was even happening? Why was the other imbecile who was matched with him not doing anything? The worst case scenario was that they simply gave up and left Henry to take care of that match by himself!

But...At final...These flare guns stopped, and the survivors seemed to go to decode...Well, maybe to get more points to get more flare guns, yes - but it at least gave him some time - and he finally managed to get one! Getting them balloned instantly, a big smile was in his face behind his mask...Still 6 ciphers left as they were too busy harassing him, so he had a chance!

However...He just felt this burning sensation at his back, and it didn't take too long for him to finally understand what happened - letting the survivor go to the floor again, he put one of his hands there, feeling the blood coming out - and, as he finally looked behind, there he was..."John Doe"...At least, that was what people called him.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "...Oh, so this is what happened."

He gave no reaction in his voice, even if it hurted like hell, the dollmaker would not be giving the other man any satisfaction in hearing the pain in his voice. It took only some seconds until John could hear some steps behind him...And the carving knife from Henry just going down his back as well.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "So you were helping those filthy survivors, huh?...No wonder...A dumb, violent and disgusting animal like you could not do anything good anyway...So, allow me to do the same for you...Dog."

- @bloody-duo

#HUNTER TO HUNTER VIOLENCE!!!!!!!!#identity v #identity v ask blog #idv ask blog #identity v askblog #identity v oc #idv oc #idv #idv askblog #identity v survivor #idv survivor #(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) || henry bianchi #rp answer #Masked Past || Event #💀 || John Doe

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