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@huntedartificer
Out of Character Explanation:
Hunted!Artificer is an Artificer being hunted down by scavengers, She has been chased down basically constantly, they are almost constantly on the run, apart from some safe areas they have found where no one can follow them into.
This is a Cycle Collapse AU roleplay blog, inspired by Lazy!Saint.
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There is a distant explosion and a nearby crashing sound. In a pile of scrap, there is an Artificer laying there, their presence is causing a strange feeling.
a-art thou alright?
They struggle to get up, and they are covered in scars and blackened soot.
I'll be fine, I was being chased down by a group of scavengers. Hate those things..
They seem quite angry, and seem to have a bad aura eminating from their very being.
(saint for some reason feels... allured by the aura. a feeling she has no idea how to explain) uh... ok... ehem. so uh... that... uh...
Are you ok?
They seem slightly concerned over your sudden inability to speak.
y-yeah! fine! (Saint adjusts her sunglasses) uh...
[the other Saint comes over with a juice box]
oh hey another slugcat, how you two doin?
(@huntedartificer, also don't ask where the juice box came from I have no clue)
oh hey!other me, uh... doing fine...
[they enter the scene having heard the explosion]
woa !!! hey guys !!! who's the red one !!!!!!
uh... they haven't given a name yet...
oh... umm. hey !! [they wave towards them quickly] red !!!!!! what's your name !!!!! ( @huntedartificer )
Well, I dont quite remember alot, I landed pretty hard in that pile of scrap.
A golden drone with a blinking light hovers out of the pile and hovers next to her.
I guess you can call me the Artificer for now though.
well, I'm Saint and she's [gestures over to the other Saint] is also called Saint... it's confusing... anyways they're [now gesturing over to the rivulet] name is Rivulet
Moon decided to call me 'fluffball' and the other one 'sunshine' so you can use those names when we're both here
(also @collapse-au-rivulet)
Well, its nice to meet all of you. Can I stay here to avoid the Scavs? They keep hunting me down.
I suppose so, but may I ask, why are they after you?
They..
Her voice cracks in a squeak and tears start to run down her face, popping and fizzling on the ground.
They.. They MURDERED my pups! Just for picking up something when they didnt know better! So I killed them, What did I have to lose? I hunted that group of murderers untill none were left. But there were more, theres.. always more..
There is a distant explosion and a nearby crashing sound. In a pile of scrap, there is an Artificer laying there, their presence is causing a strange feeling.
a-art thou alright?
They struggle to get up, and they are covered in scars and blackened soot.
I'll be fine, I was being chased down by a group of scavengers. Hate those things..
They seem quite angry, and seem to have a bad aura eminating from their very being.
(saint for some reason feels... allured by the aura. a feeling she has no idea how to explain) uh... ok... ehem. so uh... that... uh...
Are you ok?
They seem slightly concerned over your sudden inability to speak.
y-yeah! fine! (Saint adjusts her sunglasses) uh...
[the other Saint comes over with a juice box]
oh hey another slugcat, how you two doin?
(@huntedartificer, also don't ask where the juice box came from I have no clue)
oh hey!other me, uh... doing fine...
[they enter the scene having heard the explosion]
woa !!! hey guys !!! who's the red one !!!!!!
uh... they haven't given a name yet...
oh... umm. hey !! [they wave towards them quickly] red !!!!!! what's your name !!!!! ( @huntedartificer )
Well, I dont quite remember alot, I landed pretty hard in that pile of scrap.
A golden drone with a blinking light hovers out of the pile and hovers next to her.
I guess you can call me the Artificer for now though.
well, I'm Saint and she's [gestures over to the other Saint] is also called Saint... it's confusing... anyways they're [now gesturing over to the rivulet] name is Rivulet
Moon decided to call me 'fluffball' and the other one 'sunshine' so you can use those names when we're both here
(also @collapse-au-rivulet)
Well, its nice to meet all of you. Can I stay here to avoid the Scavs? They keep hunting me down.
There is a distant explosion and a nearby crashing sound. In a pile of scrap, there is an Artificer laying there, their presence is causing a strange feeling.
a-art thou alright?
They struggle to get up, and they are covered in scars and blackened soot.
I'll be fine, I was being chased down by a group of scavengers. Hate those things..
They seem quite angry, and seem to have a bad aura eminating from their very being.
(saint for some reason feels... allured by the aura. a feeling she has no idea how to explain) uh... ok... ehem. so uh... that... uh...
Are you ok?
They seem slightly concerned over your sudden inability to speak.
y-yeah! fine! (Saint adjusts her sunglasses) uh...
[the other Saint comes over with a juice box]
oh hey another slugcat, how you two doin?
(@huntedartificer, also don't ask where the juice box came from I have no clue)
oh hey!other me, uh... doing fine...
[they enter the scene having heard the explosion]
woa !!! hey guys !!! who's the red one !!!!!!
uh... they haven't given a name yet...
oh... umm. hey !! [they wave towards them quickly] red !!!!!! what's your name !!!!! ( @huntedartificer )
Well, I dont quite remember alot, I landed pretty hard in that pile of scrap.
A golden drone with a blinking light hovers out of the pile and hovers next to her.
I guess you can call me the Artificer for now though.
There is a distant explosion and a nearby crashing sound. In a pile of scrap, there is an Artificer laying there, their presence is causing a strange feeling.
a-art thou alright?
They struggle to get up, and they are covered in scars and blackened soot.
I'll be fine, I was being chased down by a group of scavengers. Hate those things..
They seem quite angry, and seem to have a bad aura eminating from their very being.
(saint for some reason feels... allured by the aura. a feeling she has no idea how to explain) uh... ok... ehem. so uh... that... uh...
Are you ok?
They seem slightly concerned over your sudden inability to speak.
y-yeah! fine! (Saint adjusts her sunglasses) uh...
Youve been nice to me so far so I'm assuming youre different than everything else in this place.
She adjusts the spears slung over her back to a more comfortable spot.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
There is a distant explosion and a nearby crashing sound. In a pile of scrap, there is an Artificer laying there, their presence is causing a strange feeling.
a-art thou alright?
They struggle to get up, and they are covered in scars and blackened soot.
I'll be fine, I was being chased down by a group of scavengers. Hate those things..
They seem quite angry, and seem to have a bad aura eminating from their very being.
(saint for some reason feels... allured by the aura. a feeling she has no idea how to explain) uh... ok... ehem. so uh... that... uh...
Are you ok?
They seem slightly concerned over your sudden inability to speak.
There is a distant explosion and a nearby crashing sound. In a pile of scrap, there is an Artificer laying there, their presence is causing a strange feeling.
a-art thou alright?
They struggle to get up, and they are covered in scars and blackened soot.
I'll be fine, I was being chased down by a group of scavengers. Hate those things..
They seem quite angry, and seem to have a bad aura eminating from their very being.
