hunt·ress /ˈhəntrəs/ noun noun: huntress; plural noun: huntresses a woman who hunts. - ask/rp blog for the huntress. mod info under #plain faced lagomorph — mun and muse are 18+, minors/those sensitive to mature content beware. oc and random anon friendly!
her lack of conversation skills and general preference for total solitude made anna a pretty terrible candidate for this sort of thing. that and the fact that she spoke no english. why she was open to interaction was a mystery, even (especially?) to herself.
maybe the entity wanted more entertainment from her..? maybe it was a ‘reward’ for being such an accomplished drone for it? who knows.
regardless, it didn’t seem like she had much choice in the matter.
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"Madam Please! You are familiar with my scent enough now, that even I am able to deduce you know it is me when you hurl this axes. I hide behind trees in order to keep myself from being struck, not to stalk." *He pleads with the large Russian Huntress as he removes the hatchet from the trunk of the tree he was hiding behind. He approaches her with her hatchet in hand, holding it out for her to retrieve from his grasp.* "Whether it is a test or a game you enjoy playing, please do not think of me such as one would think of another white masked stalker.. the smaller one. Not the large one."
“ don’t feel so special, i do that to everyone. your head’s still on your body, right? “
it wasn’t that anna was going it out of malice per se, it was just a bad habit on her end. the reflex to attack anything that crept up on her overrode any familiarity she might’ve had with it.
besides, she knew he wouldn’t die on the chance that she actually struck him down — which, she didn’t! — so it was no foul to her.
“I guess no harm no foul.. and can’t a fellow Killer visit another’s realm and simple say hello?..”
*Though Anna’s mask hides her eyes, Jackson can feel her gaze of doubt strongly piercing his words. Causing him fidget slightly as she shifts her great axe in her hand.*
“Alright you’ve found me out.. I was listening to you hum while wandering your realm. My Uncle’s spirit is restless and you sing such a soothing song, it’s like taking medicine for a throbbing headache.
*As he mentions his uncle, Jackson rubs his forehead like he’s currently experiencing a headache now.*
“My mother use to hum me a lullaby when I was young and unable to sleep. I’ve long forgotten the tune but the nostalgia for me is still there. Your realm has light rain which also calms me down. I miss the rain of London, but all my realm has is fog.. “
“Being truthful, I came here to relax. Besides that I have no other reason for trespassing onto your home.. I guess any sort of judgement you find suitable would be just..”
truly, she had no clue what he was going on about. anna had never heard of “london”, hadn’t really done her research on this guy (she hardly ever did, considering her illiteracy) so she didn’t know much about him, but listening to him, she did understand one thing.
the briefest flashback to many, many years ago, she recalled her own mother teaching her the tune that she was often humming. she understood the comfort that it’d bring.
it wasn’t often people found that kind of solace with her...
admittedly, it softened her up to his company. only a bit, but enough to tolerate sharing her space for the time being. the hatchet was slung back over her shoulder as she waved free hand dismissively.
“ get your rest. just start out of the way. “
with that she turned, walking in the general direction of her cabin. her usual soft humming picked back up again soon after.
"Madam Please! You are familiar with my scent enough now, that even I am able to deduce you know it is me when you hurl this axes. I hide behind trees in order to keep myself from being struck, not to stalk."
*He pleads with the large Russian Huntress as he removes the hatchet from the trunk of the tree he was hiding behind. He approaches her with her hatchet in hand, holding it out for her to retrieve from his grasp.*
"Whether it is a test or a game you enjoy playing, please do not think of me such as one would think of another white masked stalker.. the smaller one. Not the large one."
“ don’t feel so special, i do that to everyone. your head’s still on your body, right? “
it wasn’t that anna was going it out of malice per se, it was just a bad habit on her end. the reflex to attack anything that crept up on her overrode any familiarity she might’ve had with it.
besides, she knew he wouldn’t die on the chance that she actually struck him down — which, she didn’t! — so it was no foul to her.
The Huntress is by far the most expert hunter in the realms.. She hunts with precision and her senses rather than with a malicious intent to cause harm. I’ve yet to have a lengthy discussion with her about what made her this way but judging from her lack of social skills and her merciless use of her weapons and strength, this is all she’s known. To Track, to hunt, to kill. I get the sense she isn’t killing for the thrill of it but such as a predator hunts for survival. Though being such a powerful individual herself.. I doubt she’d have little to worry over in surviving here..
First time I’ve met her, she discovered me with her acute sense of smell. I believe my use of cleaning products and soap must have been a foreign smell to her. After a quick dodge of a hatchet, I quickly informed her I am a co-worker and not here to cause harm. She insisted I leave due to her in the middle of supply herself with fire wood from the forest. Her broken English was hard to follow with such a strong Russian accent but after some discussing and.. the threat of a hatchet landing in between my eyes.. I agreed that I would leave immediately if I could purchase some firewood for my own fireplace. She claimed that she desires nothing. I noticed a few candles laying about her realms and asked if she would consider trading some of my candles for some fire wood. After a bit of insisting she accept, she finally caved in and settled on the trade. A handful of scented candles for a bundle of firewood.
Since then we’ve met regularly to trade. I’ve thought of expanding our trades with me dressing any animal kills she’s acquired but she seems insistent on doing such chores herself. I make sure to keep from offending her.. I’ve seen her spilt the one called Freddy Kruger in half before..
She seems to not refer to anyone by their names, instead referring to anyone by appearance. She refers to me as “ Мужчина в высокой шляпе” which I am told means “Man in a Tall Hat”. Truth be told.. I am glad she refers to me as a man. Only a select few earn such a title from someone like Madam Anna. I believe she refers to Frank as.. “Сердитый ребенок”.. which means “Angry child”.
I find Madam Huntress’s Humming to be quite soothing.. when not in a trial of course. I’d take her humming over my Uncle’s screeches to murder, butcher, and kill anytime of anyday…
Overall.. I believe she is one that could be befriended. If I come to earn her respect, I might be allowed in her realm without having to dodge a hatchet… everytime..
.. I know she’s only doing it to scare me! She smirks when she misses and by now knows my scent! Guess she gets a kick out of it..
"Oh, Annie, how have you been? have you got hurt in your trials...I can always check if you want.."
“для меня ничего, кроме укусов насекомых.”
anna was ALWAYS marked with various scrapes and bruises, both from in and out of trials. they didn’t bother her in the slightest with how tough her skin was, but she’d never mind letting Sally patch her up when offered...
🍐 : how intelligent is my muse overall? are they smarter than the average person, or less than? are they primarily self-taught, or did they acquire most of their knowledge in school? are they more street smart or book smart?
thoughts of the book her mother would read to her so long ago floated through anna’s head. she had lost it so long ago, but could just barely recall it’s existence...
anna is a bit of a mixed bag. she’s extremely ‘smart’ in the sense of her ability to very quickly adapt to her environment if it’s dependent on her survival — which, i guess, is technically “street” smart — but she’s almost completely illiterate and can barely read, cannot write, and has no understanding of societal norms. she can only read the words found in the children’s book her mother read to her when she was just a child, but she hasn’t had to read in so long it’d be unsurprising if she could no longer remember how. she’s definitely more intelligent than the average person in her own way... she couldn’t tell you the square root of a number but could easily teach you several ways to kill an animal thrice your size.
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🍍 : how comfortable is my muse in their body? how do they feel about their height, weight, strength, and body type? how important is being attractive to them?
🍅 : how does my muse feel about plastic / cosmetic surgeries & procedures? is it something they have done or would do? do they mind if others do it?
🍏 : how stable is my muse’s physical health? do they go for regular or semi-regular checkups by a physician? do they have any diagnosed illnesses and / or take any medication? how often do they get sick?
🍎 : how stable is my muse’s mental health? have they been diagnosed with any mental illnesses and / or conditions? do they have any undiagnosed mental illnesses and / or conditions? do they or should they attend therapy?
🍑 : how meticulously does my muse look after their physical appearance? do they spend a lot of time on their hair, makeup, grooming, and clothing? is there a particular reason why they do or don’t?
🍒 : how much does my muse value companionship? do they constantly keep people around them, or do they prefer to be alone often? do they have or desire to have many friends? do they see every meeting as an opportunity to make a new friend?
🍇 : how would my muse describe their childhood? how much has it impacted the person they are now, or will become as an adult? around what age did they or will they start to mature, and why? do they wish to go back to their days as a child, or have they embraced adulthood?
🍐 : how intelligent is my muse overall? are they smarter than the average person, or less than? are they primarily self-taught, or did they acquire most of their knowledge in school? are they more street smart or book smart?
🍉 : which of the four seasons suits my muse best, and why?
🍌 : is my muse inclined to help others, or will they only do it when it benefits them, if at all? what makes them this way? has it ever gotten them into trouble, or inconvenienced them?
🍊 : does my muse desire romance? is it something they would actively seek out, or prefer to happen more ‘ naturally? ’ what is their love life like? do they have any exes or past flings, or crushes?
🍓 : how is my muse typically seen by others? does it ring true to who they really are? does their reputation matter to them?
🥝 : does my muse have any ‘ unusual ’ habits, interests, and / or talents? do they hide it, or are they proud of it?
🍋 : what kind of diet does my muse have? do they eat regularly, or the standard 2-3 meals a day? do they have to be reminded to eat, or are they likely to remind others? do they cook, or have others cook for them? do they eat healthily, or not so much?
🥭 : how important to my muse is their hometown, or where they’re from? are they proud of it, or considered a hometown hero? did they move away, or do they wish to?
my name is gasp, i use it/its. both mun and muse are 18+ and i’d prefer it if only 18+ peeps interact due to potential mature themes. general tw for gore and nsfw content
i’m not new to rp, but i’m v new to tumblr rp and fandom rp in general - i may still be missing some contexts and whatnot so i apologize in advance! i’m not super selective (as long as you’re a dbd blog you’re game) so feel free to drop starters in my inbox. i always try to respond with art so if i take a while to get to your ask it’s because i’m trying to make something for it lol
99.9% of the art i use will be my own, but if it’s not i will credit when necessary
please don’t ask me to erp. i don’t know if that’ll be an issue but please just don’t try it (i’m alright with nsfwish asks and nsfw in general but i don’t erp and it will make me uncomfortable if initiated)
i am sensitive to surprise gore/violence in rp so please talk to me b4 trying to spring it on me.. i know thats a bit silly considering my interests but i just like to have a sense of control over what happens to me/my muse. ocs and crossovers are fine with me! i’m not much of a shipper and don’t plan to initiate ships but i do enjoy them a lot, you can absolutely give it a shot if you want
exclus/discourse, k*nk, pr*ship blogs please do not interact. ik problematic content is probably a given considering the themes of dbd in general but i cannot handle it for personal reasons, it will 100% trigger me so all i ask is that you tag/warn your content and blog accordingly
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basic muse bio/headcanons below the cut
ANNA.
- goes almost exclusively by “the huntress”, being referred to as “anna” confuses her a bit as she isn’t use to it — though she does respond to it. nicknames like “annie” or “ann” are outright ignored by her if it’s coming from people she doesn’t know/isn’t all that fond of.
- physically around late 20s to early 30s. she doesn’t have a birthday as she doesn’t know what day she was born (and if she did she wouldn’t care anyway), so she doesn’t have an exact age. she is over 7′5 or so with a muscular build.
- sapphic-coded, she displays a heavy positive bias towards women and fem aligned people in general. there are exceptions, but very few of them
- she can understand english but she does not speak it. translations will always be provided when necessary (i am not russian, i will do my best to make translations accurate but mistakes are inevitable with me)
- she behaves motherly - or at least, she attempts to. she cooks, offers trinkets and lullabies to whoever she grows fond of, no matter if they reciprocate or not
- her general lack of social skills makes her.. not the best conversationalist, so she may have odd mannerisms, reactions and speaking patterns when being spoken to. she is used to being alone.
