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revivalproject2021-10-23 11:48 pm
deal_me_in) wrote in revivalproject2021-10-23 11:48 pm
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♤ One Night of the Hunter
WHO: A Hunter and you
WHERE: Temba
WHAT: Cayde takes his profession to a different level
WHEN: During event
WARNINGS: It might get violent in here
NOTES: Will follow suit for pose prefs. Feel free to choose your location/hellscapes.
i. cover your eyes
Being alone tends to encourage the imagination. The ever shifting surroundings certainly don't help to dull the edge that has been present ever since that cryptic message and the sound that had shattered all sanity. Be it an expanse of stillness or a jarring enclosure, one might suddenly get the impression that they aren't alone, that there's someone watching, and it isn't just that horrible Eye hanging in the sky.
It soon proves not to be a matter of one's imagination on overdrive after all. There are tell-tale sounds, a snap of a twig, the scrape of metal against a wall, heavy footsteps crunching lightly in the grass, both distant and yet all too close for comfort. Calling out receives no response, only stillness that breaks as soon as one is on the move again.
You're being stalked, and eventually when you glance back, you may catch a glimpse of cold glowing eyes staring back at you.
ii. the devil's inside
His target has proven to be surprisingly tricky, or at least persistent. He'd let them have a lead, let them think they might get the slip on him. Sometimes it was a little fun to play with your food, so to speak.
"I know you're there~" Cayde calls out playfully, but there's a dark edge to his taunting tone. It had been fun for a while, but now is the time to close in.
Perhaps thankfully his movements are limited to the physical obstacles, no sudden appearances through solid objects- but it doesn't stop him from picking up speed and cutting corners, darting forth from a blind angle. He's still got an obvious advantage to anyone of flesh and blood. He doesn't need to rest, but he feels a fierce need to feed.
WHERE: Temba
WHAT: Cayde takes his profession to a different level
WHEN: During event
WARNINGS: It might get violent in here
NOTES: Will follow suit for pose prefs. Feel free to choose your location/hellscapes.
i. cover your eyes
Being alone tends to encourage the imagination. The ever shifting surroundings certainly don't help to dull the edge that has been present ever since that cryptic message and the sound that had shattered all sanity. Be it an expanse of stillness or a jarring enclosure, one might suddenly get the impression that they aren't alone, that there's someone watching, and it isn't just that horrible Eye hanging in the sky.
It soon proves not to be a matter of one's imagination on overdrive after all. There are tell-tale sounds, a snap of a twig, the scrape of metal against a wall, heavy footsteps crunching lightly in the grass, both distant and yet all too close for comfort. Calling out receives no response, only stillness that breaks as soon as one is on the move again.
You're being stalked, and eventually when you glance back, you may catch a glimpse of cold glowing eyes staring back at you.
ii. the devil's inside
His target has proven to be surprisingly tricky, or at least persistent. He'd let them have a lead, let them think they might get the slip on him. Sometimes it was a little fun to play with your food, so to speak.
"I know you're there~" Cayde calls out playfully, but there's a dark edge to his taunting tone. It had been fun for a while, but now is the time to close in.
Perhaps thankfully his movements are limited to the physical obstacles, no sudden appearances through solid objects- but it doesn't stop him from picking up speed and cutting corners, darting forth from a blind angle. He's still got an obvious advantage to anyone of flesh and blood. He doesn't need to rest, but he feels a fierce need to feed.