#assisted hunt

[emotionally-eager-assistant]

V is in the kitchen, microwaving some water for her hot cocoa. Her thermos is open on the countertop waiting to be useful. She's clicking with the lighter in her pocket while she waits, watching the timer carefully. She wants to stop the alarm from going off, no point in waking anybody up.

Work is tough with so many people leaving, she's picking up way more slack than she thought she would have to. She got a new high score for kills this morning. Delightful.

She ignores the sound of footsteps she hears. She thinks it's in her head. For once, they're real.

Not again. Annoying.

(-@emotionally-helpful-illusionist)

|Miss Gi had no pleasures in interacting with the men that worked beneath The Administrator. Actually, she hated interacting with anybody, Administrator included. Aside from Miss Pauling she'd have to guess. It was simply a matter of moral, something she found herself a little startled she still had.| |The woman scoffs quietly as she fiddles with the papers in her arms, organizing them as she always does as she walks down long hallways. She was advised to give a contract to a merc, although she couldn't find any folders on this... What was it... Something about Illusion? She doesn't remember, or well. She doesn't care| |Why would she care?| |Her heels clicked against the marble floor as she turned the corner, finally stumbling her way into the kitchen where she was alerted the other would be. As per the information of the camera tucked away in the corner of the room. She clears her throat slowly, having expected to see the boy she almost always sees, what Scout or something? Boy scout. Something. The annoying boy who wouldn't leave Pauling alone. Right yes. Him. She was almost never assigned to give contracts to the other men, just that annoying boy.| |Much to her pleasant surprise this wasn't that boy, nor did it look like any of the men she knew about. This was someone new! A woman nonetheless! Oh joy! Her tense shoulders drop almost instantly.| "Good morning, uhhh" |She pauses to give a little sticky note on top of her folders a glance.| "Illusionist was it?" |The name falls from her mouth slowly, slurred with a heavy accent that has the word falling off her lips in a clunky manner.| "Miss Pauling sent me"

[ezlo-x]

palico lore will always be funny to me. They get paid to hunt just like a human hunter. But since they're small anthropomorphic cats you always treat them like pets or babies. like your palico is grown ass man....cat

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Hello Madam. Sorry Madam.

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[teethands]

little snapshots of a mod i have been working on for a few days, cenozoicraft, understandably based around adding cenozoic animals to the minecraft world along with neolithic tools. its heavily based around hunting and utilizing animal parts. most of what is here is tamable and rideable with fun little taming mechanics, so dont expect to be able to waltz up to a smilodon. more to come soon

[cicada-candy]

if anyones wondering what the vibes in the archives in this au are in my head:

This random guy swans into the institute:

1) marked by so many of the fears you'd think he was collecting them,

2) Sneaks up on an Omniscient Avatar Of A God Of Fear, and

3) Baffles a harbinger of death because he Cannot See This One What

and he somehow walks out with a job because the afformentioned god of fear wants to know What His Fucking Deal Is.

Chaos Ensues.

[emotionally-eager-assistant]

[Miss Gi tensed up at the static hiss of a voice. It was speaking- it was talking to her! That- wasn't possible!]

[Any denial she would have come up with ended short when it started to slowly approach her. Out of everything she had encountered in her line of work she can't say a robot was on her list. She heard about them, Miss Pauling had on countless times told her about them but she had never encountered one on her own.]

[Hadn't she said something about them?]

[She can't recall. But she does know that- this thing was a target.]

[It had to be right? It was the only thing she'd seen so far and metal- so much me-] "PiiE?" [It croaked again, snapping her out of her thoughts.]

[She froze for a moment, thinking.]

"Who's Pie?" [She can't believe she was humoring this. It was a simple job, she never hesitated to kill someone. Something in this occasion.]

[What is urging her to humor this?]

[Heels pressed against softened ground while eyes check a wrist watch every so often. She made sure she was going in the right direction but something felt off.]

[Every step led towards an old abandoned town, she had parked not a mile from it but she hadn't seen how- desolate it was.]

[Lonely.]

[She checked the leather holster on her hip one last time, making sure her pistol was in place before she looked up to the big sign on one of the building. Mondy Nine, an abandoned factory.]

[Find the target, eliminate it, leave.]

[That's simple. Right?]

[She presses her hand against one of the old doors, a grumble on her lips when it didn't push open easily. Exerting more force against it she pushes it open, stumbling on her heels. Jolting upright she looked around before starting her walk.]

[Metal. She just had to look out for metal.]

@emotionally-eager-assistant

[There was an eerie silence in the factory walls as the woman trudged lazily through the halls. Her eyes were keen but her body posture remained relaxed.]

[Slowly turning the corner she picked up on the sound of movement and instinctively reached for her holster, shoulders tensing.] 

[Peaking around carefully she was met with... Was that a robot?]

[Gears clicking slowly, wires sparking loudly, smoke piling around it. A robot was trying to move its body through the halls, stumbling and trembling ever so slightly. If Miss Gi had to explain what she was seeing she'd describe it as a baby poorly trying to walk. A big- metal... Baby?] 

[Metal.]

[She carefully tugs the gun out of its holster, slowly aiming until she hears a hum.]

[In the time she had spent contemplating the thing had turned around enough to see her. She froze as the thing stared at her, its eye-light flickering before it shrunk. Like it was squinting.] 

"Pp- pii... Pie?" 

[It spoke?]

[It can speak]

[jangmi-latte]

HEEEELLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO UIWEEF8F741E79F85G+*85G-+EG85G85RGES+4T85+4E5Y8556RUH85T+9H5R+9H58+9R85R GROOVLING ON THE FLOOR KICKING MY FEET CRYING AN OCEAN AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THYUES ESLOOSKEF SOF SIUJGORDNROG SEFLIO;IND

[gazihsah]

「to be beautiful, is to be hunted」

[worstloki]

Thor: Loki, which berries were poisonous, the blue ones or the yellow ones? Loki: The blue ones. Thor: Unrelated to last question, but… Could you help me get to the healers? Loki: Why didn't you ask before you ate them!?

Thor wasn’t supposed to eat them 😔

[tswwwit]

Thinking about the incubus one shot you did a few years back and now I'm just imagining a series of unexplained deaths hitting the town, and the deaths have seemingly no correlation save for the fact that the victims all bullied Dipper at one point or another, and eventually figuring out that the incubus that would later try and seduce Bill disguised as Dipper used that same trick to suck the life force out of all the victims, and it worked every time because the ones who picked on Dipper the hardest were actually crushing on him 100%. It gets hairy because only one person survived their incubus encounter, and because the incubus was disguised as Dipper, they accuse him of being some kind of killer and the town gets suspicious of him and so Bill and Dipper have to clear his name. I hope that makes sense 😭

[emotionally-eager-assistant]

THINK FAST

*throws cheese at you and zooms off*

-the 🧀 anon

TWAP

WHA- I JUST FINISHED WASHING MY HAIR!!! PORQUE!!!

[pareidolla]

i was planning on saving this for later but 🫴 voice lore crumb. you might have noticed that each of my voices were assigned their own costume/role, and i've given them all a second title

Hero —  The Archer   Hunted — The Shepherd Opportunist — The Star Skeptic — The Warden Smitten — The Prince Stubborn — The Undead  Broken — The Saint Paranoid — The Mute Cold — The Doctor Cheated — The Captain Contrarian — The Fool 

i've been fiddling with their names and role for almost a year, so seeing them all together makes me happy 🎉

[claptraprights]

playing a game that I like to call "spot the misogyny"

[xxplastic-cubexx]

been meaning to ask for a while, but do you have any fic recs for these two? I don't really care about verse or genre or trigger warnings/tags, I'll happily read anything as long as the characterization is good <3 thank you so much!!

you'll have to forgive me my friend but uhhhhh i dont. have any fic recs <:) i haven't really read any fics of them and the ones i did read months ago i forgot to bookmark/save ....

[johnschneiderblog]

Wingman

On Thursday I got the chance to play the roll of assistant in the long-standing mutual-aid pact with my neighbor/buddy/fellow deer hunter.

The recovery of Jerry’s big nine-point buck required a long drag through thick cover and some heavy lifting. It would have been a near-impossible task for any one person, let alone a septuagenarian.

But the power of two geezers …? That’s a whole different story. We don’t break any speed records, but we always get the job done.

Jerry helped me with my deer last month and I was glad for a chance to return the favor.