Alright ... here I go.
Byond ID:
Mizolo
Marine Name (so we know who you are; if you play alien mostly, state that here):
Anekcahap (Various nicknames) Volkov
Name of the character you want whitelisted (The name your predator will use. This must match your in-game predator name):
Ohanko Actaeon (Mix of the Native American name for Reckless, and the Greek god name for Hunter)
(Reckless Hunter)
Are you familiar with the Predator Code Of Honor?
Yes, I have read it more carefully than I have the last 2 times I’ve applied.
Character background (An ADEQUATE description and story of your predators background):
Childhood:
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Ohanko was a very quiet, yet ambitious young yautja who adored the hunt like all the others, though was always a little wreck-less in his behavior. He always liked that there was something challenging, something to really test your skill with actual consequences on the line if you failed, and something great if you won. He always liked to spar with his friends like any normal yautja in mock duels before his real training began with his trainer.
He was born into the Sijitar clan. A clan that had quite regular traditions, hunts, and methods. However, the unique thing about his clan was that they allowed the un-blooded to physically fight over gear, but not kill one another.
He was born into the Sijitar clan. A clan that had quite regular traditions, hunts, and methods. However, the unique thing about his clan was that they allowed the un-blooded to physically fight over gear, but not kill one another.
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He was slammed on the ground. Another defeat from a spar with his trainer. He got up slowly and brushed himself off. His master continued to stare at him as he got up slowly.
“Again” His trainer said.
He got up, turning again to spar with his trainer. He once again picked up his training stick that was knocked out of his hands.
"Alright, I'll strike first again" He said and then proceeded to lunge in with the stick in a spear-attack formation.
Ohanko counter-charged and slid his trainer’s stick up and to the left of him as he pushed forward, driving his training stick in a swooping motion towards his trainer’s shoulder. His trainer then, in one smooth motion, ducked and slid back his training stick into a defensive stance.
Ohanko attacked with a side-swing but was too slow as his trainer counter-attacked by parrying the blow with his own stick and kicked Ohanko square in the chest.
Ohanko fell backward onto his back. Remembering not to let go of his stick, he grabbed his stick by the center, he did a false-swoop towards his trainer again towards his left shoulder, he was towering over him. He then switched the direction of the false-swoop mid-swing, and quickly changed the stick’s attacking direction.
However, his trainer was not one to fall for his folly. He noticed the fact that Ohanko was holding his stick in the center, the classic way to tell if an opponent was going to do a false swing. Ohanko’s trainer in a split-second attacked the right-hand side of Ohanko’s stick, meanwhile dodging the blow to his left side.
The counter-move and strike on Ohanko’s stick caused the stick to move with excessive force, spinning the stick out of Ohanko’s hands. His trainer then put his training stick up to Ohanko’s chin.
Another defeat.
He got up rather slowly this time, being discouraged, exhausted, and humiliated as he was. He knew his fellow Un-blooded were watching him, he could feel it somehow, and he felt them mocking him.
He clenched picked up his stick and clenched it in anger. He disliked the fact that he wasn't as good in dueling and sparing as the others.
No, he didn't dislike it.
He hated it.
He was always cautious, perhaps even too cautious when he was reacting out of instinct, and he didn’t like that about him. Sure, it paid off in the stupid little simulation games he played with the others, but the games didn’t go as fast as actual combat.
He sighed and readied up for the next spar with his trainer.
“You move first this time, let’s say you were getting the jump on your prey.” His trainer said. He readied his stick, but before he could strike, his trainer lunged unexpectedly towards him with more speed than he ever hoped to counter or block.
Ohanko then did a desperate maneuver, he lunged at his trainer’s feet in an attempt to trip him. To his utter surprise and shock, he went through quick motions and had his trainer on the ground behind him.
Ohanko was so shocked by his success, however, that he allowed his trainer to get up from behind him.
His trainer charged him again with even more speed than before, throwing Ohanko off his guard, once again, into making him use his reckless instinct.
Ohanko decided on the spur of the moment, using his instinct, to stay where he was and not move. As he did so, his trainer expected the opposite. His trainer had drop-lunged like Ohanko did, expecting him to do the same in order to knock Ohanko off his balance, giving this trainer the advantage.
However, since Ohanko didn’t move, his trainer fell flat on his mandibles and chest. Ohanko then swiftly struck the hand of his trainer holding the stick, causing him to flinch in pain, allowing Ohanko to yank the stick out of his trainer’s hand in one, swift movement.
He then put his stick to his trainer’s chin, signaling his trainer had been defeated.
His trainer smiled up at Ohanko. "You see when you ran off instinct like I just showed you when I attacked first, and you didn’t expect it, you instinctually blocked and perfectly countered my attack.” His trainer said.
“However,” His trainer continued “Now I go first with even greater speed, and I am unarmed this time.” His trainer got up and instantly attacked when Ohanko wasn’t ready.
He then instinctively tried to use the same maneuvers and counter-maneuvers to his charge. However, it didn’t work. As he tried to regain his stability and form a spear defensive position, his trainer knocked the stick out of his hands.
Ohanko and his trainer were then both tackled and on the ground, trying to get on top of each other to pin the other to the ground.
His trainer then pinned him down and took out a pen and wrote a + on Ohanko’s chest, signaling the defeat. His trainer got up and put the pen back into his pocket pouch.
Once again, on the ground, Ohanko lay defeated, once again.
“Serpents are excellent melee fighters based on instinct. Just a regular sized one can give even an elder a run for their lives.” His trainer said as he then helped Ohanko up to his feet with an outstretched hand.
"Serpents also don't give up, even when they are on the ground, wounded, or even dismembered." His trainer continued. "You need to learn to swap your instinct and your training.”
Ohanko was then puzzled by what his trainer meant. He continued “What I mean by that, is you should use your instinct when fighting with me, but use your training when fighting the serpents. If you try to match the serpent’s instinctual combat abilities with your own, you are going to lose.”
Ohanko nodded, seeing the reason behind it.
“Alright, I think that’s enough for today" His trainer said. They both exited the sparring room together and got some food.
They continued to spar for many sessions. Ohanko trying to get used to using training in high speed and agility situations, and instinct in spars.
"Well," His trainer said after about the 57th spar after the ‘turning lesson’ as Ohanko called it,"I think you are ready"
Ohanko stared at his trainer. “You … you’re kidding me, right?” Ohanko said.
His trainer stared back and said, “I have no more to teach you, the best come from experiencing the worst and learning from it”
Ohanko was shocked. He never expected his test to come so soon, much less without warning.
"You will do fine," His trainer said, “I believe that you have the skills necessary to complete your first hunt”. His trainer then exited the room, leaving Ohanko in a state of complete, utterly shocked, silence.
“Again” His trainer said.
He got up, turning again to spar with his trainer. He once again picked up his training stick that was knocked out of his hands.
"Alright, I'll strike first again" He said and then proceeded to lunge in with the stick in a spear-attack formation.
Ohanko counter-charged and slid his trainer’s stick up and to the left of him as he pushed forward, driving his training stick in a swooping motion towards his trainer’s shoulder. His trainer then, in one smooth motion, ducked and slid back his training stick into a defensive stance.
Ohanko attacked with a side-swing but was too slow as his trainer counter-attacked by parrying the blow with his own stick and kicked Ohanko square in the chest.
Ohanko fell backward onto his back. Remembering not to let go of his stick, he grabbed his stick by the center, he did a false-swoop towards his trainer again towards his left shoulder, he was towering over him. He then switched the direction of the false-swoop mid-swing, and quickly changed the stick’s attacking direction.
However, his trainer was not one to fall for his folly. He noticed the fact that Ohanko was holding his stick in the center, the classic way to tell if an opponent was going to do a false swing. Ohanko’s trainer in a split-second attacked the right-hand side of Ohanko’s stick, meanwhile dodging the blow to his left side.
The counter-move and strike on Ohanko’s stick caused the stick to move with excessive force, spinning the stick out of Ohanko’s hands. His trainer then put his training stick up to Ohanko’s chin.
Another defeat.
He got up rather slowly this time, being discouraged, exhausted, and humiliated as he was. He knew his fellow Un-blooded were watching him, he could feel it somehow, and he felt them mocking him.
He clenched picked up his stick and clenched it in anger. He disliked the fact that he wasn't as good in dueling and sparing as the others.
No, he didn't dislike it.
He hated it.
He was always cautious, perhaps even too cautious when he was reacting out of instinct, and he didn’t like that about him. Sure, it paid off in the stupid little simulation games he played with the others, but the games didn’t go as fast as actual combat.
He sighed and readied up for the next spar with his trainer.
“You move first this time, let’s say you were getting the jump on your prey.” His trainer said. He readied his stick, but before he could strike, his trainer lunged unexpectedly towards him with more speed than he ever hoped to counter or block.
Ohanko then did a desperate maneuver, he lunged at his trainer’s feet in an attempt to trip him. To his utter surprise and shock, he went through quick motions and had his trainer on the ground behind him.
Ohanko was so shocked by his success, however, that he allowed his trainer to get up from behind him.
His trainer charged him again with even more speed than before, throwing Ohanko off his guard, once again, into making him use his reckless instinct.
Ohanko decided on the spur of the moment, using his instinct, to stay where he was and not move. As he did so, his trainer expected the opposite. His trainer had drop-lunged like Ohanko did, expecting him to do the same in order to knock Ohanko off his balance, giving this trainer the advantage.
However, since Ohanko didn’t move, his trainer fell flat on his mandibles and chest. Ohanko then swiftly struck the hand of his trainer holding the stick, causing him to flinch in pain, allowing Ohanko to yank the stick out of his trainer’s hand in one, swift movement.
He then put his stick to his trainer’s chin, signaling his trainer had been defeated.
His trainer smiled up at Ohanko. "You see when you ran off instinct like I just showed you when I attacked first, and you didn’t expect it, you instinctually blocked and perfectly countered my attack.” His trainer said.
“However,” His trainer continued “Now I go first with even greater speed, and I am unarmed this time.” His trainer got up and instantly attacked when Ohanko wasn’t ready.
He then instinctively tried to use the same maneuvers and counter-maneuvers to his charge. However, it didn’t work. As he tried to regain his stability and form a spear defensive position, his trainer knocked the stick out of his hands.
Ohanko and his trainer were then both tackled and on the ground, trying to get on top of each other to pin the other to the ground.
His trainer then pinned him down and took out a pen and wrote a + on Ohanko’s chest, signaling the defeat. His trainer got up and put the pen back into his pocket pouch.
Once again, on the ground, Ohanko lay defeated, once again.
“Serpents are excellent melee fighters based on instinct. Just a regular sized one can give even an elder a run for their lives.” His trainer said as he then helped Ohanko up to his feet with an outstretched hand.
"Serpents also don't give up, even when they are on the ground, wounded, or even dismembered." His trainer continued. "You need to learn to swap your instinct and your training.”
Ohanko was then puzzled by what his trainer meant. He continued “What I mean by that, is you should use your instinct when fighting with me, but use your training when fighting the serpents. If you try to match the serpent’s instinctual combat abilities with your own, you are going to lose.”
Ohanko nodded, seeing the reason behind it.
“Alright, I think that’s enough for today" His trainer said. They both exited the sparring room together and got some food.
They continued to spar for many sessions. Ohanko trying to get used to using training in high speed and agility situations, and instinct in spars.
"Well," His trainer said after about the 57th spar after the ‘turning lesson’ as Ohanko called it,"I think you are ready"
Ohanko stared at his trainer. “You … you’re kidding me, right?” Ohanko said.
His trainer stared back and said, “I have no more to teach you, the best come from experiencing the worst and learning from it”
Ohanko was shocked. He never expected his test to come so soon, much less without warning.
"You will do fine," His trainer said, “I believe that you have the skills necessary to complete your first hunt”. His trainer then exited the room, leaving Ohanko in a state of complete, utterly shocked, silence.
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He arrived at the room where the gear was stored. Everyone saw the slim arsenal set before them. They all had the standard starting gear already on them.
Bio-mask, cloak, and wrist blades.
Ohanko looked at the gear carefully and started doing the numbers. 7 others beside him, great, 8 total. Though he knew that about 35% of Un-blooded who go on their first hunt, never return. It always filled him with a state of mal-content whenever he thought of it. He never liked watching someone die, it filled him with sorrow, a life somewhat wasted. Yet he also knew that it was honorable, and considered one of the best ways to die.
The total amount of gear made his legs lock. There was barely 2 things per Un-blooded!
There was:
2 plasma-casters, 5 sets of body armor, 3 sets of mines of some type.
1 spear-gun, 3 combi-sticks, 2 medi-comps.
They were arranged in a very strange way. The plasma-casters, the spear-gun, and 2 sets of body armor were off to the left.
The 3 other sets of body armor, 2 sets of mines of some type, and a combi-stick were straightforward down a short hallway.
The rest of the gear, 2 combi-sticks, 2 medi-comps, and 1 set of mines, were off to the right.
This was the part he always hated, the rush for all the gear. Yet he knew it was part of the honor system and whoever got what they had, they got it for a reason, the reason of honor.
The doors opened and he rushed to the right side, grabbing a combi-stick, a medi-comp, and the set of mines.
He started to go towards the short hallway in the middle but received a smack in the face and one of the others trying to grab his combi-stick.
He immediately let go of the combi-stick, surrendering it to him, making him fall onto his back because of the force he used to pull the combi-stick away from Ohanko. He looked surprised as if he had done something meaningful to him.
He used the time to quickly analyze his surroundings. There were 4 Un-blooded fighting over the spear-gun and the 2 plasma-casters, of course. There was the one in front of him, and 2 in the short hallway, coming this way.
He quickly grabbed another combi-stick from behind him and took off for the last set of body armor was. Of course, the mines and the combi-stick were gone, but he could grab that armor.
He ran and quickly grabbed it and put it on, the mesh easily sliding over Ohanko’s body. He turned around and saw the clan Elder in the doorway. He needed to get out to keep his things. He had already taken twice as much as was expected. He was going to be a prime target for those fighting 4 or the one who had smacked him.
He charged down the short, little hallway and somehow made it past without any intervention from either of whom he expected.
He then waited for the fighting to subside and everyone to get back through.
They, of course, struggled against each other, and the fighting 4 ended up with 1 of the items from the left in their hands.
I inspected the little kit of mines I grabbed. It was a simple one.
There were 2 sonic mines "Useful" he thought as he inspected the other 2. The next one was an EMP mine "Seriously?" he thought and examined the last one to be a throwing mine with the standard 2 modes of impact and proximity detonation.
The Elder then showed us to our transport pods. They were sleek but cramped and tight.
Ohanko hated this part the most. The ride down was always uncomfortable, but at least the landing felt like heaven.
He guided his little pod to a forested area outside the temple, landing and eager to get out, he jumped out and surveyed his surroundings.
Nothing to see.
He activated the cloak on the pod and marked the location in his bio-mask. He headed towards the temple where the serpents were most likely to be.
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He made his way through the forest. It was apparently the hot season on whatever planet he was on. He stopped about 200 meters away from what looked like the front of the temple.
He zoomed in with his bio-mask, looking for any signs of any serpents. He looked for about 15 minutes when he saw a very strange movement in the visor.
"Not a serpent" He thought and switched over to infrared vision.
He almost jumped in surprise at what he saw. There were humans here!
He started speculating on why they were here. From figuring out their technology to hunting like he was, his train of thought was interrupted by a sound from below.
He immediately turned on his cloak and was glad he did. For below him was a group of humans. All of them had their armor and kinetic weapons on them. They seemed to be in the formation of an arrowhead.
He counted their numbers. There were 1, 2 … 6, 7 of them. There were 5 making the arrow head’s tip and 2 apparently watching the rear. He considered taking them down, but they had one of those big heavy ones that carry around what the blooded call “auto-targeters”. They could even lock on to the cloaked of his kind and fired what seemed like kinetic rounds that could pierce his armor. He didn’t want to know what that felt like.
He made his way past them and found another position to start gathering information on the humans. The humans had set up a modest little fort outside of the temple, but not directly guarding or in front of the gate.
There was at least 26 in their little fort made of iron, some alloy, and spiked metal.
He then heard a very loud and obnoxious wailing sound coming from the fort.
He looked around, seeing if a human had spotted him, they had not. He started looking around the compound, looking for signs of what was happening, including serpents.
Lo and behold, there were serpents coming in from the right side of the temple, the left side of the fort. He started moving around the fort to where the serpents were hiding and sneaking.
There were probably around 10 serpents. 2 were extremely large, like the stature of a queen, but not enough to be one. The other 8 looked like regularly sized serpents.
There were 8 coming from the temple, but there were 2 trying to sneak around to the opposite side of where the humans were fighting the 8.
He un-cloaked and readied a throwing mine. The serpents of course immediately noticed and charged towards him at an incredible speed. Ohanko then threw the mine directly onto one of them.
The serpent immediately exploded into a shower of acid and gore, but the other one continued to charge him.
He pulled out his combi-stick, ready to really fight his first serpent.
The serpent moved with terrible speed, but due to Ohanko’s defensive position, he was able to slice and throw the serpent over his head.
The serpent bled moderately from the cut under its elliptical head. The serpent rapidly recovered and spun around, charging Ohanko once again.
Ohanko however, wasn't ready and was getting into the stance. The serpent tackled him, knocking the combi-stick out of his hands.
Ohanko struggled, wrestling with the powerful serpent as he tried to throw, kick, or just get it off balance to get on top of it or get the advantage.
He struggled to no avail, and the serpent continued slashing him. Ohanko then remembered what his trainer said: "Use your instinct with me, and your training with the serpents".
Ohanko then stopped struggling. The serpent then readied its tail to pierce through his head. As the tail came down, he moved his head to the left, dodging it slightly, but getting a nasty slash on the right side of his face.
Ohanko the kicked upwards as hard as he could, throwing the serpent over his head, the combined force of the tail and his kick sent it over his head.
Ohanko got up and pulled out his wrist blades in a defensive position. Just in time to block a slash from the serpent. Ohanko then counter-attacked with a stab to the serpent’s main body with his left wrist blade, sending acid in a spurt onto his armor, chewing at the mesh and almost instantly melting away his non-acidproof wrist blades.
The serpent roared and slashed Ohanko’s right arm, sending him back a couple feet. Ohanko then tripped over his combi-stick that had been knocked out of his hands earlier, sending him to the ground once again.
He raised his left hand to stab the serpent as it pounced and instantly realized his mistake. His wrist blades were melted.
The serpent stabbed with its claw at the hole in the protective mesh and gear the acid had created, piercing into his body. He screamed in pain, much to what the serpent looked at as delight in its long, elliptical head.
He tried to get up, but his body had suddenly become weak. He struggled, trying to throw off the serpent, dodging possible decapitating tail strikes.
He got slashed many more times, screaming in pain. “So this is my end," Ohanko thought "this … is how Ohanko Actaeon dies” he thought despairingly as the tail reared back up for the final strike. He started tapping the self-destruct sequence into his gauntlet, but was interrupted by … human gunfire?
The serpent was suddenly lying dead beside him to his left. Acid was once again, chewing through his armor. He suddenly found strength, gathering his surroundings. There were about 4 humans advancing towards him, seemingly in an arrow formation, checking the area and treating him like he was their objective. To rescue him.
He slowly got up and 2 of them trained their guns him. “Great” He thought. He started limping away, in such a way that he hoped the humans would let him go. He picked up the combi-stick he had tripped over when he crossed its path.
They followed him. This was getting annoying. He turned towards them a little sharply, and one almost firing from the surprise of him turning. He then realized, they had saved his life.
He didn’t want to do this, but it was the custom of honor should a human or predator save another to give them something of value, or if helped in a hunt, a share of the hunt’s trophies. He started fishing around in his hunting pouch for the one trinket he had. The 3 humans in the front immediately trained their guns on him, suspecting him to pull out a weapon and the point-man shouting something.
He pulled it out. It was a simple talisman, engraved into the shape of a simple, yet symbolic, pine tree. It was made of beautiful brass, and the pine needles at the bottom representing the pointy, dangerous, yet beautiful recklessness that he was. This was something his mother had given him for peace and protection from his recklessness, along with luck in the hunt. He slowly limped to about 5 feet from them, and set it on the ground, hoping they would understand and give it to whoever shot the serpent off him.
He bowed to the humans, a symbol of thankfulness. At least, that's what he hoped that's what it meant. The humans looked puzzled, and the point-man took the talisman and examined it, then put it into his armored suit pocket.
By the time the humans had done conversing with the point-man about what he had given them and looking at the trinket, Ohanko was gone.
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Ohanko needed to get to a safe place, away from the fighting and somewhere where he could scream as he sutured his wounds.
He soon found the strength to leap up to a thick tree-branch and tied himself using the natural, wet, bendy twigs found and bound himself to the tree.
He then pulled out his medi-comp and began working.
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About 3 hours later, he finished sealing his wounds. He hated using the thing, but it was very effective.
He got up, un-binding the twigs, and started making strong cords to suffocate humans from behind. He preferred this method of killing rather than just flat out stabbing. They gave no warning to the other humans, as well as took time, which he took to drag them away.
He also took extra care to patch the hole in his armor and mesh, as well as create a new set of wrist blades from rocks he found, shaping them into blades.
This took about another 4 hours.
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After he had completed his crafts, repairs, and sutured his wounds, the sky began to darken. He would have the advantage in the dark.
He headed towards the compound where the humans had settled near his temple. “How dare they defile our temples” He thought to himself as he started hopping from tree to tree.
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He was surprised how far he went from the compound despite his injuries. He was at the exact same spot that he surveyed the large battle before the 2 flankers grabbing his attention.
He triple-checked his surroundings. No serpents. He switched to infrared vision, seeing the humans. He started marking them in his mask, noting their patrol lines and field of views. He then saw the fatal flaw in their compound.
The compound had numerous large, rectangular prisms made of what seemed to be steel. Perfect for cover, unless the big watch-tower in the middle with a spot-light saw him when he wasn’t cloaked.
They had an electric fence at the top of the concrete wall they had set up. Typical of humans, effective, but costly to maintain. They neglected a certain area of the wire where the current was barely connected, most likely weakening their electrical current.
He cloaked as he approached, and climbed, over the wall. He dropped into the compound, and looked for the single patrol that was coming his way, sure enough, a human female was walking right towards him.
He pulled out his strangling cord, de-cloaked, and made a methodical suffocation kill by strangling the human. He then sat the woman up against the metal container.
He cloaked, and just in time. He saw 2 other humans, both male, looking frantic as if looking for something. They turned and saw the female, from their point of view she apparently seemed to be sleeping.
He quickly moved out of the way, able to strike as he pleased. They both ran up, but stopped and started talking, then nudged her. The one checking her pulse quickly realized she was dead.
Ohanko, while there was one checking her pulse, he killed the other one with a quick sword through the neck. He turned around as if about to tell the human he was just with to go get help.
He froze when he saw the predator in the middle of pulling his wrist-blade out from his partner’s neck. He trembled and frantically pulled something out of his armored suit pocket.
It was the medallion trinket he had given to him. He now recognized this human, it was the one who picked up his trinket. He seemed to offer it over his life, he was now crying and sounded like he was begging.
Ohanko stopped mid-rush to kill him when he saw the trinket. He suddenly felt … guilt? He knew other creatures could feel love, pain, security, fun, but he never thought he would sympathize with an armed human who could defend himself.
He walked up slowly to the now huddled and crouched human. The human put out his hand with the trinket with the oak tree on it. Ohanko looked at it. He could kill him and still take the trinket, but he decided not to, this human had saved his life, Ohanko wasn’t about to just kill him in return. He took the trinket, and then pulled the human up-right, pulling his weapon away from him.
The human seemed to be trying to resist the urge to scream. He probably knew what he would do if he did. Ohanko looked at the trinket again, then at the bodies of probably the woman he loved, as well as his friend.
Ohanko then fished something out of his hunting pouch. It was a self-engraved rock, made of simple sediment, shaped elliptically round. It had an engraving he had worked on for about a week. The engraving was an incredibly simple piece of work that had an engraving of a human with a ring above its head, on the other side the human was wielding a rifle.
He handed the trinket to the frightened man. He took it cautiously, and then looked at it, and smiled. Ohanko then picked up his friend and the female, but when he picked up the female the man shuddered as if he wanted to do something. Ohanko looked back.
"Why do I care about this human so much?" He asked in fury at himself. He then laid the female down and hopped away over the fence, it was then that he heard the female start breathing again and the man screamed. Apparently, he had just strangled the female enough to make her pass out, but not kill her.
He hopped away, and made a simple trophy of his … "Dare I call him a friend?" he thought to himself as he severed the head and spine from the body. He knew the elders and possibly other blooded or un-blooded were watching him.
He put the trophy into his pouch and started to go around the compound to the far side of the temple. He would face his greatest challenge yet, but he still had a job to do.
Get rid of the evidence and technology in the temple.
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He arrived at the doors, they were wide open with black burn marks on the sides. The humans had blasted their way in. He cloaked and went inside the dark, un-inviting temple full of human equipment that had corrupted the place with scanners that were going.
He came to the door he was looking for. He pushed his wrist-blades in and turned the circular key and the door opened. Ohanko, however, did not notice the serpent warning written on the top of the door.
He stepped into the large, spacious room. He saw the altar and an ancient elder stone carving laying down on it.
He started walking towards the stone statue. It was made of the purest marble, with no black spots or infirmities. He stopped at the foot of the altar, and bowed to the statue, the symbolic request, and acceptance, of the temple’s detonation.
He suddenly was attacked from behind as something pierced his right side. He screamed and turned around, somehow still on his feet.
Attacking him, without any others he realized, was a queen.
He didn’t have time for this queen, he needed to get the timer on the gauntlet going, and get out. He ran towards the altar he had been flung from towards the destruction gauntlet on the stone figure.
The queen instantly lashed her tail out towards him, and instead of dodging and moving away, he dodged and grabbed onto the tail. The queen, not knowing what he was going to do, or perhaps having knowledge of defeating past of his kind, did not expect this.
He was launched incredibly fast towards the queen. So much so that he went past the altar and sunk his improvised wrist blade deep into the soft under-flesh of the queen’s head.
The queen shrieked and threw Ohanko across the room, slamming him against the hard, cold stone wall. He got up just in time to jump out of the way of the Queen's tail whistling towards him. He pretended to grab the tail. The queen, given that he just grabbed it to ride towards the queen, threw her tail across the room, hoping to throw him off.
The queen teetered off-balance because of the expected weight versus actual weight on her tail. Ohanko ran with more speed than he ever had before, running to the altar.
The queen, whose tail was still out, lashed out at Ohanko, who used instinct to dodge the attack. He opened the gauntlet and started typing, but realized that the queen was blocking the doorway.
He had 2 choices:
Hope to the ancients that after he set the timer for the 5 minutes that he would escape the temple in the 1 minute required.
Fight the queen until either one of them died.
He chose the first option. He would not let this temple be researched by the humans, and most certainly not let an ancient’s statue be desecrated by the serpents.
He punched the last button to start the timer, and the earth started to shake slowly. He ducked just in time to avoid the queen’s tail making another sword-like swipe of where Ohanko’s head used to be.
He got up and threw a sonic mine, and had his mask “Cover his ears”. The queen was stunned, and Ohanko took the opportunity to run out of the room.
He was greeted by a sight of at least 12 humans outside of the door, 4 of which spotted him immediately and started shouting to the others.
He had not cloaked.
He threw the EMP mine ahead of him and ran towards the opening as the EMP mine emitted the field underneath his feet as he passed. His equipment immediately ceased functioning, but he didn’t have time for that, he needed to get to his pod and-
He kept moving but his mind froze. He had just doomed himself by setting off that EMP mine and was now also without a cloak. He had made so many mistakes on just his first hunt, and this one might just be his last.
He ran out into the open field and headed for the trees. He saw about 4 humans out in the field with defended positions of their strange positioning. One of them shouted and started firing at him.
Ohanko threw his last sonic mine up in the air and behind him. He was immediately deafened and partially blinded as he looked back at what he’d done.
The 4 humans were on the ground with clenched eyes and gloved hands over their ears. He also looked towards the entrance where 3 of the humans inside had just been blinded.
He escaped into the trees, having just over 4 minutes to spare. He desperately tried getting his equipment to work, but to no avail.
He was wasting time as the earth began to shake beneath him. He started running towards the compound when suddenly, his equipment came back on.
He didn’t know how, or why his equipment did that, but he headed towards his craft.
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He hopped in and started frantically pressing the control buttons, scrambling the craft off the ground and just went straight up regardless of flight direction.
He somehow made a perfect trajectory course for the clan's ship, though he looked and saw that the elders had already uploaded the flight plan through remote control.
He docked and dis-embarked where he was met face to face with an elder looking at him disapprovingly.
Ohanko lowered his head in shame, ready for the reprimand. “Well, I’m not sure what to say about you” The elder said.
Ohanko kept his head lowered. “First off, you are more than lucky to face off a queen as an un-blooded and live to tell the tail, secondly you made way too many mistakes, and thirdly you did what your trainer told you specifically not to do.” His elder continued. Ohanko kept his head lowered.
“Well, at least you survived … unlike all the other un-blooded, we were prepared to leave without you, as you may have seen by the flight path we made” His elder said. Ohanko still kept his head bowed, still in shame.
“However, there are 3 things that definitely helped you” He continued. Ohanko looked up for the first time since he got back. His elder continued “Firstly, you showed honor and respect to that human that saved your life, and followed the code of honor very well” He held up his hand “Wait until I’m finished talking, please” He said.
Ohanko didn’t even know he was going to speak until he had almost done it, and he was thankful for the warning. “Secondly, you used all of your equipment, even the medi-comp with a skill that I even I am impressed with." His elder said.
Ohanko was happy, glad, and over-joyed for the first time in over 3 years. The elder started walking away. Ohanko was puzzled. Wasn’t there a third thing?
“Elder …” Ohanko called out. The elder turned slowly “Yes young one?” he asked, not turning around. Ohanko queried “What was the third thing?”.
The elder turned around “Ah, I almost forgot” He said. “Take a seat, this is what made you special. Not just in my eyes, but that of everyone watching your bio-mask.” Ohanko sat down on a simple, wooden chair.
The elder sat across from him on the metal table that contrasted with the wooden chairs. “You thought of something only Elders and more experienced blooded think about …” His elder continued “you, thought about the temple and it’s researchable contents to the humans correct?”
Ohanko nodded. “Well …” continued his elder “for one additional little ‘point’ I may add, is that you fended off a Queen serpent, a very deadly and dangerous one meant to guard the ancient's tombs in case of human or other intelligent species' discovery of the temples. That is all … Youngblood"
The elder stood up from the chair and walked out of the room, but before he did, he said “Oh, and one thing did help you … sheer, dumb, luck” and exited the room. Ohanko was stunned “Despite all those mistakes, I still survived.” He thought to himself as he went to the armory to put away his gear.
He continued to train with his trainer, striving to get better every day until the next hunt began.
Bio-mask, cloak, and wrist blades.
Ohanko looked at the gear carefully and started doing the numbers. 7 others beside him, great, 8 total. Though he knew that about 35% of Un-blooded who go on their first hunt, never return. It always filled him with a state of mal-content whenever he thought of it. He never liked watching someone die, it filled him with sorrow, a life somewhat wasted. Yet he also knew that it was honorable, and considered one of the best ways to die.
The total amount of gear made his legs lock. There was barely 2 things per Un-blooded!
There was:
2 plasma-casters, 5 sets of body armor, 3 sets of mines of some type.
1 spear-gun, 3 combi-sticks, 2 medi-comps.
They were arranged in a very strange way. The plasma-casters, the spear-gun, and 2 sets of body armor were off to the left.
The 3 other sets of body armor, 2 sets of mines of some type, and a combi-stick were straightforward down a short hallway.
The rest of the gear, 2 combi-sticks, 2 medi-comps, and 1 set of mines, were off to the right.
This was the part he always hated, the rush for all the gear. Yet he knew it was part of the honor system and whoever got what they had, they got it for a reason, the reason of honor.
The doors opened and he rushed to the right side, grabbing a combi-stick, a medi-comp, and the set of mines.
He started to go towards the short hallway in the middle but received a smack in the face and one of the others trying to grab his combi-stick.
He immediately let go of the combi-stick, surrendering it to him, making him fall onto his back because of the force he used to pull the combi-stick away from Ohanko. He looked surprised as if he had done something meaningful to him.
He used the time to quickly analyze his surroundings. There were 4 Un-blooded fighting over the spear-gun and the 2 plasma-casters, of course. There was the one in front of him, and 2 in the short hallway, coming this way.
He quickly grabbed another combi-stick from behind him and took off for the last set of body armor was. Of course, the mines and the combi-stick were gone, but he could grab that armor.
He ran and quickly grabbed it and put it on, the mesh easily sliding over Ohanko’s body. He turned around and saw the clan Elder in the doorway. He needed to get out to keep his things. He had already taken twice as much as was expected. He was going to be a prime target for those fighting 4 or the one who had smacked him.
He charged down the short, little hallway and somehow made it past without any intervention from either of whom he expected.
He then waited for the fighting to subside and everyone to get back through.
They, of course, struggled against each other, and the fighting 4 ended up with 1 of the items from the left in their hands.
I inspected the little kit of mines I grabbed. It was a simple one.
There were 2 sonic mines "Useful" he thought as he inspected the other 2. The next one was an EMP mine "Seriously?" he thought and examined the last one to be a throwing mine with the standard 2 modes of impact and proximity detonation.
The Elder then showed us to our transport pods. They were sleek but cramped and tight.
Ohanko hated this part the most. The ride down was always uncomfortable, but at least the landing felt like heaven.
He guided his little pod to a forested area outside the temple, landing and eager to get out, he jumped out and surveyed his surroundings.
Nothing to see.
He activated the cloak on the pod and marked the location in his bio-mask. He headed towards the temple where the serpents were most likely to be.
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He made his way through the forest. It was apparently the hot season on whatever planet he was on. He stopped about 200 meters away from what looked like the front of the temple.
He zoomed in with his bio-mask, looking for any signs of any serpents. He looked for about 15 minutes when he saw a very strange movement in the visor.
"Not a serpent" He thought and switched over to infrared vision.
He almost jumped in surprise at what he saw. There were humans here!
He started speculating on why they were here. From figuring out their technology to hunting like he was, his train of thought was interrupted by a sound from below.
He immediately turned on his cloak and was glad he did. For below him was a group of humans. All of them had their armor and kinetic weapons on them. They seemed to be in the formation of an arrowhead.
He counted their numbers. There were 1, 2 … 6, 7 of them. There were 5 making the arrow head’s tip and 2 apparently watching the rear. He considered taking them down, but they had one of those big heavy ones that carry around what the blooded call “auto-targeters”. They could even lock on to the cloaked of his kind and fired what seemed like kinetic rounds that could pierce his armor. He didn’t want to know what that felt like.
He made his way past them and found another position to start gathering information on the humans. The humans had set up a modest little fort outside of the temple, but not directly guarding or in front of the gate.
There was at least 26 in their little fort made of iron, some alloy, and spiked metal.
He then heard a very loud and obnoxious wailing sound coming from the fort.
He looked around, seeing if a human had spotted him, they had not. He started looking around the compound, looking for signs of what was happening, including serpents.
Lo and behold, there were serpents coming in from the right side of the temple, the left side of the fort. He started moving around the fort to where the serpents were hiding and sneaking.
There were probably around 10 serpents. 2 were extremely large, like the stature of a queen, but not enough to be one. The other 8 looked like regularly sized serpents.
There were 8 coming from the temple, but there were 2 trying to sneak around to the opposite side of where the humans were fighting the 8.
He un-cloaked and readied a throwing mine. The serpents of course immediately noticed and charged towards him at an incredible speed. Ohanko then threw the mine directly onto one of them.
The serpent immediately exploded into a shower of acid and gore, but the other one continued to charge him.
He pulled out his combi-stick, ready to really fight his first serpent.
The serpent moved with terrible speed, but due to Ohanko’s defensive position, he was able to slice and throw the serpent over his head.
The serpent bled moderately from the cut under its elliptical head. The serpent rapidly recovered and spun around, charging Ohanko once again.
Ohanko however, wasn't ready and was getting into the stance. The serpent tackled him, knocking the combi-stick out of his hands.
Ohanko struggled, wrestling with the powerful serpent as he tried to throw, kick, or just get it off balance to get on top of it or get the advantage.
He struggled to no avail, and the serpent continued slashing him. Ohanko then remembered what his trainer said: "Use your instinct with me, and your training with the serpents".
Ohanko then stopped struggling. The serpent then readied its tail to pierce through his head. As the tail came down, he moved his head to the left, dodging it slightly, but getting a nasty slash on the right side of his face.
Ohanko the kicked upwards as hard as he could, throwing the serpent over his head, the combined force of the tail and his kick sent it over his head.
Ohanko got up and pulled out his wrist blades in a defensive position. Just in time to block a slash from the serpent. Ohanko then counter-attacked with a stab to the serpent’s main body with his left wrist blade, sending acid in a spurt onto his armor, chewing at the mesh and almost instantly melting away his non-acidproof wrist blades.
The serpent roared and slashed Ohanko’s right arm, sending him back a couple feet. Ohanko then tripped over his combi-stick that had been knocked out of his hands earlier, sending him to the ground once again.
He raised his left hand to stab the serpent as it pounced and instantly realized his mistake. His wrist blades were melted.
The serpent stabbed with its claw at the hole in the protective mesh and gear the acid had created, piercing into his body. He screamed in pain, much to what the serpent looked at as delight in its long, elliptical head.
He tried to get up, but his body had suddenly become weak. He struggled, trying to throw off the serpent, dodging possible decapitating tail strikes.
He got slashed many more times, screaming in pain. “So this is my end," Ohanko thought "this … is how Ohanko Actaeon dies” he thought despairingly as the tail reared back up for the final strike. He started tapping the self-destruct sequence into his gauntlet, but was interrupted by … human gunfire?
The serpent was suddenly lying dead beside him to his left. Acid was once again, chewing through his armor. He suddenly found strength, gathering his surroundings. There were about 4 humans advancing towards him, seemingly in an arrow formation, checking the area and treating him like he was their objective. To rescue him.
He slowly got up and 2 of them trained their guns him. “Great” He thought. He started limping away, in such a way that he hoped the humans would let him go. He picked up the combi-stick he had tripped over when he crossed its path.
They followed him. This was getting annoying. He turned towards them a little sharply, and one almost firing from the surprise of him turning. He then realized, they had saved his life.
He didn’t want to do this, but it was the custom of honor should a human or predator save another to give them something of value, or if helped in a hunt, a share of the hunt’s trophies. He started fishing around in his hunting pouch for the one trinket he had. The 3 humans in the front immediately trained their guns on him, suspecting him to pull out a weapon and the point-man shouting something.
He pulled it out. It was a simple talisman, engraved into the shape of a simple, yet symbolic, pine tree. It was made of beautiful brass, and the pine needles at the bottom representing the pointy, dangerous, yet beautiful recklessness that he was. This was something his mother had given him for peace and protection from his recklessness, along with luck in the hunt. He slowly limped to about 5 feet from them, and set it on the ground, hoping they would understand and give it to whoever shot the serpent off him.
He bowed to the humans, a symbol of thankfulness. At least, that's what he hoped that's what it meant. The humans looked puzzled, and the point-man took the talisman and examined it, then put it into his armored suit pocket.
By the time the humans had done conversing with the point-man about what he had given them and looking at the trinket, Ohanko was gone.
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Ohanko needed to get to a safe place, away from the fighting and somewhere where he could scream as he sutured his wounds.
He soon found the strength to leap up to a thick tree-branch and tied himself using the natural, wet, bendy twigs found and bound himself to the tree.
He then pulled out his medi-comp and began working.
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About 3 hours later, he finished sealing his wounds. He hated using the thing, but it was very effective.
He got up, un-binding the twigs, and started making strong cords to suffocate humans from behind. He preferred this method of killing rather than just flat out stabbing. They gave no warning to the other humans, as well as took time, which he took to drag them away.
He also took extra care to patch the hole in his armor and mesh, as well as create a new set of wrist blades from rocks he found, shaping them into blades.
This took about another 4 hours.
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After he had completed his crafts, repairs, and sutured his wounds, the sky began to darken. He would have the advantage in the dark.
He headed towards the compound where the humans had settled near his temple. “How dare they defile our temples” He thought to himself as he started hopping from tree to tree.
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He was surprised how far he went from the compound despite his injuries. He was at the exact same spot that he surveyed the large battle before the 2 flankers grabbing his attention.
He triple-checked his surroundings. No serpents. He switched to infrared vision, seeing the humans. He started marking them in his mask, noting their patrol lines and field of views. He then saw the fatal flaw in their compound.
The compound had numerous large, rectangular prisms made of what seemed to be steel. Perfect for cover, unless the big watch-tower in the middle with a spot-light saw him when he wasn’t cloaked.
They had an electric fence at the top of the concrete wall they had set up. Typical of humans, effective, but costly to maintain. They neglected a certain area of the wire where the current was barely connected, most likely weakening their electrical current.
He cloaked as he approached, and climbed, over the wall. He dropped into the compound, and looked for the single patrol that was coming his way, sure enough, a human female was walking right towards him.
He pulled out his strangling cord, de-cloaked, and made a methodical suffocation kill by strangling the human. He then sat the woman up against the metal container.
He cloaked, and just in time. He saw 2 other humans, both male, looking frantic as if looking for something. They turned and saw the female, from their point of view she apparently seemed to be sleeping.
He quickly moved out of the way, able to strike as he pleased. They both ran up, but stopped and started talking, then nudged her. The one checking her pulse quickly realized she was dead.
Ohanko, while there was one checking her pulse, he killed the other one with a quick sword through the neck. He turned around as if about to tell the human he was just with to go get help.
He froze when he saw the predator in the middle of pulling his wrist-blade out from his partner’s neck. He trembled and frantically pulled something out of his armored suit pocket.
It was the medallion trinket he had given to him. He now recognized this human, it was the one who picked up his trinket. He seemed to offer it over his life, he was now crying and sounded like he was begging.
Ohanko stopped mid-rush to kill him when he saw the trinket. He suddenly felt … guilt? He knew other creatures could feel love, pain, security, fun, but he never thought he would sympathize with an armed human who could defend himself.
He walked up slowly to the now huddled and crouched human. The human put out his hand with the trinket with the oak tree on it. Ohanko looked at it. He could kill him and still take the trinket, but he decided not to, this human had saved his life, Ohanko wasn’t about to just kill him in return. He took the trinket, and then pulled the human up-right, pulling his weapon away from him.
The human seemed to be trying to resist the urge to scream. He probably knew what he would do if he did. Ohanko looked at the trinket again, then at the bodies of probably the woman he loved, as well as his friend.
Ohanko then fished something out of his hunting pouch. It was a self-engraved rock, made of simple sediment, shaped elliptically round. It had an engraving he had worked on for about a week. The engraving was an incredibly simple piece of work that had an engraving of a human with a ring above its head, on the other side the human was wielding a rifle.
He handed the trinket to the frightened man. He took it cautiously, and then looked at it, and smiled. Ohanko then picked up his friend and the female, but when he picked up the female the man shuddered as if he wanted to do something. Ohanko looked back.
"Why do I care about this human so much?" He asked in fury at himself. He then laid the female down and hopped away over the fence, it was then that he heard the female start breathing again and the man screamed. Apparently, he had just strangled the female enough to make her pass out, but not kill her.
He hopped away, and made a simple trophy of his … "Dare I call him a friend?" he thought to himself as he severed the head and spine from the body. He knew the elders and possibly other blooded or un-blooded were watching him.
He put the trophy into his pouch and started to go around the compound to the far side of the temple. He would face his greatest challenge yet, but he still had a job to do.
Get rid of the evidence and technology in the temple.
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He arrived at the doors, they were wide open with black burn marks on the sides. The humans had blasted their way in. He cloaked and went inside the dark, un-inviting temple full of human equipment that had corrupted the place with scanners that were going.
He came to the door he was looking for. He pushed his wrist-blades in and turned the circular key and the door opened. Ohanko, however, did not notice the serpent warning written on the top of the door.
He stepped into the large, spacious room. He saw the altar and an ancient elder stone carving laying down on it.
He started walking towards the stone statue. It was made of the purest marble, with no black spots or infirmities. He stopped at the foot of the altar, and bowed to the statue, the symbolic request, and acceptance, of the temple’s detonation.
He suddenly was attacked from behind as something pierced his right side. He screamed and turned around, somehow still on his feet.
Attacking him, without any others he realized, was a queen.
He didn’t have time for this queen, he needed to get the timer on the gauntlet going, and get out. He ran towards the altar he had been flung from towards the destruction gauntlet on the stone figure.
The queen instantly lashed her tail out towards him, and instead of dodging and moving away, he dodged and grabbed onto the tail. The queen, not knowing what he was going to do, or perhaps having knowledge of defeating past of his kind, did not expect this.
He was launched incredibly fast towards the queen. So much so that he went past the altar and sunk his improvised wrist blade deep into the soft under-flesh of the queen’s head.
The queen shrieked and threw Ohanko across the room, slamming him against the hard, cold stone wall. He got up just in time to jump out of the way of the Queen's tail whistling towards him. He pretended to grab the tail. The queen, given that he just grabbed it to ride towards the queen, threw her tail across the room, hoping to throw him off.
The queen teetered off-balance because of the expected weight versus actual weight on her tail. Ohanko ran with more speed than he ever had before, running to the altar.
The queen, whose tail was still out, lashed out at Ohanko, who used instinct to dodge the attack. He opened the gauntlet and started typing, but realized that the queen was blocking the doorway.
He had 2 choices:
Hope to the ancients that after he set the timer for the 5 minutes that he would escape the temple in the 1 minute required.
Fight the queen until either one of them died.
He chose the first option. He would not let this temple be researched by the humans, and most certainly not let an ancient’s statue be desecrated by the serpents.
He punched the last button to start the timer, and the earth started to shake slowly. He ducked just in time to avoid the queen’s tail making another sword-like swipe of where Ohanko’s head used to be.
He got up and threw a sonic mine, and had his mask “Cover his ears”. The queen was stunned, and Ohanko took the opportunity to run out of the room.
He was greeted by a sight of at least 12 humans outside of the door, 4 of which spotted him immediately and started shouting to the others.
He had not cloaked.
He threw the EMP mine ahead of him and ran towards the opening as the EMP mine emitted the field underneath his feet as he passed. His equipment immediately ceased functioning, but he didn’t have time for that, he needed to get to his pod and-
He kept moving but his mind froze. He had just doomed himself by setting off that EMP mine and was now also without a cloak. He had made so many mistakes on just his first hunt, and this one might just be his last.
He ran out into the open field and headed for the trees. He saw about 4 humans out in the field with defended positions of their strange positioning. One of them shouted and started firing at him.
Ohanko threw his last sonic mine up in the air and behind him. He was immediately deafened and partially blinded as he looked back at what he’d done.
The 4 humans were on the ground with clenched eyes and gloved hands over their ears. He also looked towards the entrance where 3 of the humans inside had just been blinded.
He escaped into the trees, having just over 4 minutes to spare. He desperately tried getting his equipment to work, but to no avail.
He was wasting time as the earth began to shake beneath him. He started running towards the compound when suddenly, his equipment came back on.
He didn’t know how, or why his equipment did that, but he headed towards his craft.
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He hopped in and started frantically pressing the control buttons, scrambling the craft off the ground and just went straight up regardless of flight direction.
He somehow made a perfect trajectory course for the clan's ship, though he looked and saw that the elders had already uploaded the flight plan through remote control.
He docked and dis-embarked where he was met face to face with an elder looking at him disapprovingly.
Ohanko lowered his head in shame, ready for the reprimand. “Well, I’m not sure what to say about you” The elder said.
Ohanko kept his head lowered. “First off, you are more than lucky to face off a queen as an un-blooded and live to tell the tail, secondly you made way too many mistakes, and thirdly you did what your trainer told you specifically not to do.” His elder continued. Ohanko kept his head lowered.
“Well, at least you survived … unlike all the other un-blooded, we were prepared to leave without you, as you may have seen by the flight path we made” His elder said. Ohanko still kept his head bowed, still in shame.
“However, there are 3 things that definitely helped you” He continued. Ohanko looked up for the first time since he got back. His elder continued “Firstly, you showed honor and respect to that human that saved your life, and followed the code of honor very well” He held up his hand “Wait until I’m finished talking, please” He said.
Ohanko didn’t even know he was going to speak until he had almost done it, and he was thankful for the warning. “Secondly, you used all of your equipment, even the medi-comp with a skill that I even I am impressed with." His elder said.
Ohanko was happy, glad, and over-joyed for the first time in over 3 years. The elder started walking away. Ohanko was puzzled. Wasn’t there a third thing?
“Elder …” Ohanko called out. The elder turned slowly “Yes young one?” he asked, not turning around. Ohanko queried “What was the third thing?”.
The elder turned around “Ah, I almost forgot” He said. “Take a seat, this is what made you special. Not just in my eyes, but that of everyone watching your bio-mask.” Ohanko sat down on a simple, wooden chair.
The elder sat across from him on the metal table that contrasted with the wooden chairs. “You thought of something only Elders and more experienced blooded think about …” His elder continued “you, thought about the temple and it’s researchable contents to the humans correct?”
Ohanko nodded. “Well …” continued his elder “for one additional little ‘point’ I may add, is that you fended off a Queen serpent, a very deadly and dangerous one meant to guard the ancient's tombs in case of human or other intelligent species' discovery of the temples. That is all … Youngblood"
The elder stood up from the chair and walked out of the room, but before he did, he said “Oh, and one thing did help you … sheer, dumb, luck” and exited the room. Ohanko was stunned “Despite all those mistakes, I still survived.” He thought to himself as he went to the armory to put away his gear.
He continued to train with his trainer, striving to get better every day until the next hunt began.
How do you intend to play your predator (as in, describe HOW you will act/play your predator)?
What I want my predator to act/play like is more of a story of him trying to control his instinctual behaviors when in combat. A major part of his instinct includes recklessness and his ambition to become better that drives it. He tries very hard to control his instincts and trying to think things through, but despite his best efforts he sometimes slips up. That’s what made his name. He also is meant to be kind of a … reminiscence, of what my real-life desires used to be.
Why should we whitelist you?
Judging by my past, yes, I have some very … well … not good things on my record. However ever since the drama post, the new medicine that I’ve been taking has helped me DRASTICALLY. I believe I can bring a unique role-play concept with my predator that maybe not many others can.
I think I should be whitelisted because I believe I bring a unique character to the table who is willing to learn from other people to become better. I also believe I bring a character that hasn’t found a ‘balance in the force’ figuratively speaking. This means that he can be ‘instinctive’ with rushing and attacking, this might get him some kills with groups of 4- marines, but might not be the best on a 1v1 with a Xeno. He can also use training or ‘being cautious’ which will pay off when 2 or MAYBE 3 Xenos, but with humans, they can just pick me off from a distance.
Have you been banned from CM in the last month for any reason (we will check, and lies may result in immediate denial)?
I have not been banned for the past month, but I do have a kind of intimidating and scary note list, but don't let that fool you because I have improved since the drama incident.
I have also received warnings for incidents recently like running off as researcher planetside to gas CLF with some experimental grenades and other such, and I do regret that as well.
Are you currently banned from any other servers and if so, why?
No, I am not, I do occasionally get warnings from time to time for things I just simply overlooked.
Do you understand that any player - donor or otherwise - can have their whitelist status revoked should they break our rules or disobey the Predator Code of Honor?
Yes, I understand there are no bad-bloods on this server, and there never will be. I also read up on extended rules on the wikis for more clarification.
I’m just going to say this out loud right now. I was scared as fuck to make this post, and still am, as I’m not 100% sure the community has completely accepted me back, as I have … well … a note history, as well as a history of being salty and the drama post. Ever since the drama post and the meds that have made me super chill, I’ve been delaying this and trying to improve my reputation from that point on. I hope I can be accepted back, and possibly even be a predator.
