Bigby Wolf (
bb_wolf) wrote in
driftfleet2016-03-11 08:40 pm
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SS Bloodsport : The Mingle Edition
Who: Anyone!
Broadcast: NO!
Action: The Bloodsport
When: Now! Soon! Whenever!
[The pilot isn't living on the ship, the Captain is still a weirdo and civilians nearly outnumber other augments. Welcome to the Bloodsport mingle!]
Broadcast: NO!
Action: The Bloodsport
When: Now! Soon! Whenever!
[The pilot isn't living on the ship, the Captain is still a weirdo and civilians nearly outnumber other augments. Welcome to the Bloodsport mingle!]

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How do you know you're a young vampire?
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What are the mature ones like?
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They're kind of scary, actually...they're crazy strong.
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[He had to learn how to put that mask on right. How the face moved, what was good and bad with movements. Other humans find that he tends to be too still, not always show emotions on his face.]
What about ripping their heads off?
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Or fun. But that was mostly the Adversary's troops.
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We don't know who or what it is. It started invading different worlds of the Homelands, slaughtering people into submission. The soldiers were all... tainted. They tasted bad, like they were infected with something. However many you kill, there's always more. I hunted them for a couple of hundreds years, I suppose, until they forced me to retreat through the ways between, to the Mundane world.
If you fought, you were killed, or enslaved.
That was actually how I met Snow and her sister, Rose. I freed them.
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I freed slaves because it pissed off the Adversary. For every piece of prey he drove off with his tainted soldiers, I'd kill three of his troops. He wanted slaves, I wanted to hurt him, so I took those slaves away from him. I showed them the way the witch had fled, how to get to the Mundane world.
[He keeps picking at his food, cutting it up and eating it.]
I did something people called good. I didn't think in terms of good or bad. He was on my territory. In my lands. I was going to make him pay. And I did. His soldiers still fear to say my name, in case the Wolf comes to get them.
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Did you beat him?
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He still holds the Homelands. All of them, as far as I know. We'll make a push to retake them, one day. I don't know when.
[He smiles, mostly to himself. It's not a nice smile, too many teeth and his eyes are alive like his other self's.]
And they'll remember why they fear the Wolf.
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What're you gonna do once you take it all back though?
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[He can't go back to just being a wolf. None of them can really go back to how they were.]
We're going to need to rebuild. Ourselves, and how we interact and function. I don't think any of them have considered how hard it's going to be to transition back.
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For the price of a few strangers, dumb enough to be out in the forest at night, they believed I kept the forests clear of other monsters.
Maybe I did. I ate a lot of bandits.
[It was the fifteen hundreds. He thinks.]
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When he's finished, he leans back.]
I find the worst monsters are usually humans.
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[Most of his problems had been caused by the fact he liked eating things.]
Bluebeard, the cockwiping piece of shit, he likes to hurt people. Women. He likes them helpless and he likes the carve them apart for his own jollies. Snow's aunt? Wanted her heart carved out of her chest for daring to be prettier than her.
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