#ice born

[fogandsnow]

Emily looked at the dead rabbit in her hand. It was a scrawny little thing but it was certainly better than yet another day of canned food or cheap snacks. Too bad she had to waste so many bullets to earn her meal. She kept promising herself to stop firing up a gun until she’ll be learning to aim properly, but she had been desperate to taste some real food. This little thing at least will last her a day or two if she ate sparingly. Better than nothing…

The young woman shivered as the moist, cold air was starting to seep through her clothes. Time to head back home before I freeze to death, she mumbled to herself. These icy woods always gave her the chills anyways and it wasn’t just because of the biting cold. Emily always found the wilderness unsettling but this particular area of Silent Hill had it’s own way of creeping her out. She would have avoided it entirely if not for the prospect of procuring some fresh meat from time to time. She couldn’t exactly explain it, but the woman constantly felt like she was being watched out here and certainly not by friendly eyes. But wasn’t that the case with the town itself? Monsters were lurking around every corner; maybe because she was unfamiliar with these woods, her paranoia was particularly heightened.

Emily almost jumped out of her skin at the sudden sound of flapping wings. She took a deep breath to calm herself then proceeded to grumble with annoyance. Damned birds! Despite it, the woman still felt like there was something out there, lying in wait. Was it a bear? A lynx? She slowly turned her head around to look behind her. She saw nothing but still, the creepy feeling only got worse. Curiosity got the better of her – as always – and instead of leaving the area as quickly as possible, she lingered around, trying to find the source of her sudden anxiety. Again, she saw nothing out of the ordinary, so maybe she was just being paranoid.

The young woman inspected her catch again. It really was a scrawny little thing with barely any meat on its bones. Maybe she will be able to catch another, hopefully? And if anything dangerous was out there, she still had the shotgun with her. So despite her fear of the unknown and the cold, Emily continued to scour the forest for more game.

[carbonatedjem]

I’ve never played a monster hunter for more than like, an hour. but have this shitpost meme edit. i will NOT give context, but context DOES exist. 

[thealbinodeathclaw]

The cyan pools of The Rotten Vale.

[bluekazenatemain]

Back onto Monster Hunter World Bs starting from scratch xD.

[umbralnex]

Just bought Monster Hunter: Iceborn

still have an assignment for concept design due Wed but I need to unwind big time!!

[bladesreflection]

Awake the butcher(Closed to Lissandra)

She had felt the bite and thought nothing of it. Insects had been frequent when she had been in exile, and certainly feeling the sting of another one of these little beasts was not so uncommon an occasion to make make her pause.

Or perhaps it was due to her tittering between sleep and awareness that Riven ignored it, but soon, as she attempted to lay her head down once more she found herself filled with an emotion she had not felt in ages. It snapped her awake. She found herself gripping her sheets tightly. Staring ahead but not truly seeing as she felt herself disappear with each breath she took. All those years, all that time spent finding herself vanishing in the space of an instant as she stared at the wall.

Then her eyes moved down, fixated upon the prone form of her love. She had considered marrying her, but now? Now, as she roughly grabbed her lover's arms, she felt nothing of the tender love they had once shared. None of the sappy feelings which would so often grasp her heart, no. She merely wanted to see her beg.

What Lissandra woke up to must have certainly been a sight. Her arms tied up behind her head, as Riven gave the rope binding her ankles a good tug. With her limbs pulled apart restricting her fiancee's movements, Riven had all the time in the world to play around with her.

"Good morning." She whispered a smile adorning her features. As one finger stayed against her body, Riven simply rounded the bed to lean in ever so closely towards her ear. "Or shall I simply say hello? In any case, how nice of you to finally join me, I was getting quite bored of entertaining myself."

[piltoverpowered-blog]

Who needs a map? [[Event 010/Team Allmid]]

ice-born, bladesreflection, leuchtender

Ezreal stumbled a little as the ground suddenly reformed underneath him, but he quickly recovered, glancing around at the unknown area in which he--along with Lux, Riven, and Lissandra, he noted--had been deposited. The three of them looked to be alright, but what were they doing here? And where was here?

Ezreal straightened up, trying to get a good look around. 'Trying to' being the key words; it was dark, and the cool, damp air gave Ezreal the feeling that they were underground. How far, he couldn't tell. There were lights, tiny strings of them embedded into the walls, but they only poked out of the stone on short occasions, providing nowhere near enough light to see properly.

Willing his amulet to glow, he raised his gauntlet above his head, getting a better look of where they were. It was a small room, maybe twenty feet across, with three hallways forming a T going in separate directions. The floor was loose dirt, and there were even some strange-looking mushrooms growing in places where the floor met the walls. The walls themselves were stone, fairly smooth but worn and chipped in places. Age alone wouldn't do that; there had to be someone--or something--else in this place. As for the ceiling, well, there wasn't one as far as Ezreal could see, only murky darkness above.

They weren't in any of the districts; Ezreal crossed that off his list of possibilities right away. This didn't look like any place he'd seen in the city before, a realization that was both worrying and exciting for the explorer. Sure, strange things going on meant the scientists were up to no good, but here was someplace new, and it looked like it was going to present a real challenge.

Ezreal turned his attention back to the group. Him, Lux, Riven, and Lissandra... Why them? He didn't mean that in a bad sense, but why had the four of them been dumped in the same area?

"You all alright?"

[piltoverpowered-blog]

☠,✖

☠: Their worst nightmare.

Being trapped, either literally, metaphorically, or--gods forbid--both. Ez doesn't fare well when he can't see a way out; over time, he's become really good at finding one when most other people might just give up.

✖: A trait they despise in people.

Selfishness. It might sound a bit hypocritical, what with this being, you know, Ezreal, but Ez doesn't consider himself all that selfish. Yeah, sometimes he'll do things or take things without really thinking about the other person, but he never does it out of malice. If he does wrong, he'll own up to it... eventually, and return whatever he "borrowed"... if he's asked to.

What he hates is people who know that they're egotistical self-centered dickbags and flaunt it like it was something to be proud of. (See also: 90% of Noxians.) Ez might be a dick at times, but he views that as an unfortunate leftover from his teenage years when he really was an egotistical self-centered dickbag and is something he's trying to change. People who continue being dickbags well into their lives are the worst kind of people.