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revivalproject2021-10-18 01:34 pm
beholding_archivist) wrote in revivalproject2021-10-18 01:34 pm
A Hunting Archivist
WHO: Hunt!Jon & you
WHERE: Apocalypse!Temba
WHAT: Everything is wrong. Jon is a Hunter, out to chase some prey.
WHEN: During the event
WARNINGS: TBA
Note: No beastie traits for Jon at the beginning aside from sharp teeth. This might change during a thread.
A - The Change [ violence may happen - you set the hellscape for this one ]
Jon stands outside, looking up at the sky that looks so eerily familiar but at the same time utterly strange to him. "...it's looking back..." is all he can whisper to himself, quoting himself from what now feels like an eternity ago.
It's not the same eye. It's not The Eye. He would know, wouldn't he?
Or would he? He can't feel it. But at the same time he doesn't believe he should feel it. He hardly know how he is supposed to feel anymore. Aside from cold, maybe. It is cold. And dark. And loud. The blood is loud. It's calling him...
He lets his eyes fall away from the sky, to the ground before him. It's cold. And dead. No traces of any prey.
Wait. Prey? No, that can't be. That's wrong. It's wrong!
Shaking his head, Jon reaches up to press a shaking hand against his own temple before looking around, desperately looking for anyone who can confirm to him that this isn't happening, only to find himself shakily making his way towards the first being he spots, desperately calling out to them. "H-help me- please!"
And that's when everything changes again.
B - The Search [ hellscape starts out as The Hunt ]
These deep, dark woods feel just like home. This is where he belongs. This is where he can smell his prey, hear its very move, locate it so the chase can begin.
Thinking about it already makes Jon shake with excitement and he barely holds back a low growl. He breaks out of the deep woods and into an open clearing. Places where the strange eye above is unobscured by looming trees. But the Hunter doesn't care. He has found his prey and is approaching with measured, silent footsteps.
C - The Chase [ hellscape starts out as The Desolation ]
He had nearly caught up to his prey when the world changed again and soft forest ground turned into hard concrete, making it impossible for the Hunter to be the silent predator he is meant to be. Which doesn't mean Jon has given up, but he still pauses to take in his new surroundings, already missing the fresh, open air and the night sky around him.
There are walls and it is hot and he can hear the screams of those trapped behind closed doors.
Jon snarls to no one in particular. He can't stay here. He has to track down his prey. Randomly picking one direction, he starts down one of the corridors, ignoring the heat, the smoke, the flames. He will either find it, or be found first.
WHERE: Apocalypse!Temba
WHAT: Everything is wrong. Jon is a Hunter, out to chase some prey.
WHEN: During the event
WARNINGS: TBA
Note: No beastie traits for Jon at the beginning aside from sharp teeth. This might change during a thread.
A - The Change [ violence may happen - you set the hellscape for this one ]
It's not the same eye. It's not The Eye. He would know, wouldn't he?
Or would he? He can't feel it. But at the same time he doesn't believe he should feel it. He hardly know how he is supposed to feel anymore. Aside from cold, maybe. It is cold. And dark. And loud. The blood is loud. It's calling him...
He lets his eyes fall away from the sky, to the ground before him. It's cold. And dead. No traces of any prey.
Wait. Prey? No, that can't be. That's wrong. It's wrong!
Shaking his head, Jon reaches up to press a shaking hand against his own temple before looking around, desperately looking for anyone who can confirm to him that this isn't happening, only to find himself shakily making his way towards the first being he spots, desperately calling out to them. "H-help me- please!"
And that's when everything changes again.
B - The Search [ hellscape starts out as The Hunt ]
Thinking about it already makes Jon shake with excitement and he barely holds back a low growl. He breaks out of the deep woods and into an open clearing. Places where the strange eye above is unobscured by looming trees. But the Hunter doesn't care. He has found his prey and is approaching with measured, silent footsteps.
C - The Chase [ hellscape starts out as The Desolation ]
There are walls and it is hot and he can hear the screams of those trapped behind closed doors.
Jon snarls to no one in particular. He can't stay here. He has to track down his prey. Randomly picking one direction, he starts down one of the corridors, ignoring the heat, the smoke, the flames. He will either find it, or be found first.