Hunt the Gendrome Pt3___ bent down on his hands and knees, holding his helmet away from his mouth as he spat onto the sand, getting the taste of vomit out of his mouth. The hunter who had just saved his life leaned over him, his huge Bowgun still on his back, trying to help ___ recuperate.Hunt the Gendrome Pt3
"Heh, I see the paralyzing toxins are wearing off now, it's a good thing i was here, bud." said the hunter, patting ___'s back. "Here, take some of this." he handed ___ a pouch with liquid in it. "You know, Gendrome are some pretty tough prey to be huntin' alone." the hunter added. "Can't tell you how many times I've had to deal with hunters 'comin
Monster Hunter ::Ch1::Rycusa City. A large, established center for hunters from all around Minegarde. The sprawling, vein-like city streets pulsed with life - the silent patter of felynes' paws, the stomping of pack animals, the bustle of the townsfolk, and the clinking armor of hunters. In fact, there were so many hunters constantly moving through the city that the Guild had been divided into two main sections: Regular, the more deep-rooted hunters, and Temporary, hunters who were only there, well...temporarily, or were new to town. Of course, there was some tension between the two factions, but never reallyMonster Hunter ::Ch1::
Hunt the Gendrome Pt 2___ heard the sound of a struggle in front of him. He moved his shield slightly and opened his eyes.Hunt the Gendrome Pt 2
There was a hunter, a massive one at that, standing over him. He was facing away from ___, his arm was caught in the fangs of the Gendrome, but there was a large armored plate on his fore-arm that seemed to be made of stone.
The hunter turned and looked back at ___
"Hey, get up already!" he said. Then he glanced at his bloodied arm. "Damn, you got yourself bit, didn'tcha?"
The hunter turned back to the beast, and let out a powerful grunt
Monster Hunter ::Prologue?::... "May the wind always be at your back" ...Monster Hunter ::Prologue?::
Those were the words Xaros' grandfather spoke to him before he passed away, before he laid silent, and the wind left his body with his final breath. With his death, Xaros was left totally fatherless, his real father's death occuring not too long ago at the...hands...of a monster.
But Xaros never believed it. His father was the greatest hunter he had ever known, not even the King of the Skies, the Rathalos, held power over him. In fact, Xaros' father had single-handedly de-throned the King when he was only of eighteen years, the same age he
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mehwah's my username on kai too
you really should consider buying one though, definitely worth it.
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Sharks don't look back cause they don't have necks, necks are for sheep.
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i love enchiladas
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When it's love, you tend to fight
with all your body can give.
~Eica
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