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athanasius-symposium-of-writings · 2 days ago

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Stumbled across your Hullabaloo stuff and I will happily hear you out.

I mean, just imagine him zeroing in on you the moment he realizes you're one of the Survivors he's supposed to hunt down. On one hand, the others are probably grateful for the easy match since he's so focused on you. On the other hand, there are probably some who are not happy about seeing what happens when this particular Hunter does get his hands on you.

Rated: Mature | Warnings: normal in-game kiting

The jump over the palette will allow you to briefly give you some distance, however, that is betting on him not jumping over the palette too to keep a close distance or gain the upper hand to strike you. It will be your first hit so you won't go down immediately but it will be tedious to kite against Hullabaloo.

The Moonlight River Park is his playground, he knows every inch of it; while you know enough to find the best spots to kite and hide, you know he is too unpredictable. Mike Morton, the survivor, plays on that as he knows when to put on a show and when to bow out. Hullabaloo, Mike's hunter counterpart, does the same.

So all you can do is pull out your box of tricks and hope for the best.

Trickster, the jack of all trades but master of none, the gambler; your box of tricks using the tools of others in the manor. The decoy and the aromatherapy cane work well to keep the hunter from hitting you and only hitting the air. The flare gun dropped in an area already used to kite the damn circus star, you ping it for Lucky Guy to grab when you are down一 Not an if, it is a manner of when and where. You use your last trick of the armbands to get off the bridge to the haunted house since three of the chairs in that area are dismantled.

“Wow!” Hitting you with two different colored bombs, “You are putting your all into this!”

You nearly trip when another copy hits you but it is the same color bomb, but you barely get a chance to vault over the dropped palette before you are downed. Fuck, a terror shock! You fall to the floor between the benches coughing up the smoke from the bombs, they hurt more than you expected each time.

“Aw, only one cipher kite,” Laughing as he floats into a sitting position as he mocks you, “You have the worst pair to be kiting cipher progress for,” Laughing, “Seems I will win single-handedly.” Breaking the palette dividing you from him.

You struggled in his arms as you were so close to self-healing, damn you should have kept him talking.

The good thing is that the basement is in the circus tent, and the chairs are broken, too. The bad thing is that he is not taking you to a chair.

“Mike?” Upstairs to the side where no one can see you, “Wait, you said later!” Realizing what Hullabaloo is doing when his hand is on your ass as you are laid over his shoulder.

“Well, later is now, gumdrop,” Giggling as he puts you down on the floor but on your front, “Come on don't be shy now! After all, if you keep me busy, your group might win.” His hands are working to get your clothes partly off, “Unless you want to be chaired?” Box conveniently here to have you bent over.

“You are an awful person, Mike Morton.” Turning yourself over to look at the smiling hunter.

“Of course! I am a hunter, your fate, your life, and victory are in my hands.” Leaning over and placing both hands on either side of you caging you in, “Now, entertain me, starlight. The spotlight is on you.”

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