Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20150722084207/@comment-5999656-20150730181819

(Zeph's Comment: Buhaaha, all is going according to plan. Since it's been two rounds already, I hope you guys don't mind if I throw in some action! I feel like I'm writing a story now XD)

Platinum saw that her fellow Huntsmen and Huntresses had also noticed the lack of protection their little caravan had and were raising complaints about it. The trailers were parked on the side of a highway not far from the Vale city limits, with the woods on their left and a pond on their right. The whole gathering seemed like something pulled out of an uninspired action or horror flick. A bunch of talking and directionless exposition which culminated in everyone getting mauled and eaten as soon as the sun set. Speaking of which, she realized, they'd been making a lot of noise with all the packing and yelling...

Platinum stepped away from the circle and somewhat pretentiously climbed atop one of the trailers and peered into the trees. But of course, she thought. She whipped out her sabre and flicked it into rifle mode, aimed at the most visible black shadow, and fired. Her prudence was rewarded with a high-pitched squeal as the Beowolf writhed, and its kin also leapt up, startled. "They've been watching us this whole time," she called down to the others. "Get moving". She looked back as dozens of Creatures of Grimm emerged from the foliage and began howling and screeching furiously. She realized rather sickeningly that they had gradually been gathering here to launch a massive attack on the group. ''Well, better to have to fight 30 than 100, right? Guess it's time to see what we're all made of.''

The horde descended upon our protagonists and the useless cameramen. Platinum fired again at the black masses.The first of them had reached the trailers and an Ursa Major landed right in the middle of the circle of Hunters.