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First Vlog | video | daemon: hunterd
[ Wyatt had tried typing on Hunterd's weird light-based keyboard for all of about eight seconds, before he got tired of that and turned the camera on instead. It's late, there's a hole in his side, and he has things he needs to do. He's wearing a hospital gown, and he's clean. He also looks strangely healthy for a patient, a result of his real powers coming back in full force. ]
What is up, my people. I'm Wyatt, and this guy – [ Gesturing at his daemon, and therefore directly at the camera. ] – is Hunterd. Well, I guess you can't see him. Uh…oh, check this out.
[ He snags a handheld mirror from a bedstand nearby, and holds it up in front of Hunterd. It shows a daemon shaped like an enormous black wolf, easily twice the size of a regular wolf. Those of you who knew Wyatt's adoptive dad, Hunter, might think he looks familiar. After a few seconds, Wyatt lifts the mirror away and grins at the camera. ]
He's badass, right?! He's like a robowolf. I mean I guess you all have one of these but damn. Hunterd is a beast.
Anyways, we are brand new to Space Apocalypseland! Welcome to our first vlog. I'm calling this episode: What the fuck was up with New York, man?!
[ He holds up his hands. ]
Now, I know what you're thinking. 'Wyatt, don't be stupid, that was just some crazy dream', right? That's what I thought too, except!
[ He holds up one finger, then steps back, and pulls the gown off over his head. There's a square dressing over his ribs, which Wyatt peels back to reveal an ugly, jagged wound held together with stitches. He points at it. Exhibit A, ladies and gentlemen. ]
Check this out. Do you see the size of this thing? I think it's gonna scar!
[ Which he says like that's great news. He pats the dressing back over it and leans down towards the camera. If he's in pain, he's not showing it. ]
I ain't ever had a dream that did that. But for real, that shit was fucking crazy. How many of you had your powers switched? Cause, check that box for me, but also, they turned me human, and I'm a goddamn werewolf, guys. That's not cool. The hot guy who rescued me, though? He's cool. Man, if you're listening to this, I owe you one. I think you said your name was Jaden? Hold your hand up or something, I would literally be dead if it wasn't for you.
[ That's the most sincere Wyatt has sounded in this whole video, though he's actually been serious about everything. He doesn't put the gown back on, implying that he really does intend to film the rest of this in his underwear. He does move to sit on his hospital bed, though. He might look more energetic than he should, but that wound is still healing. ]
Next on my list: calling home. Does anyone know how we do that, cause Hunterd says he can't, and there's a bunch of people I know who need to get their asses here. It's important, I'm kind of a big deal.
[ Pause. ] I'm just kidding, but I do need to talk to them, so if you got tips, help, advice. Carrier pidgeon? I'll take it. I guess that's all. Come say hi, this place is fucking boring. I'm out!
[ He salutes the camera while it signs out. ]
What is up, my people. I'm Wyatt, and this guy – [ Gesturing at his daemon, and therefore directly at the camera. ] – is Hunterd. Well, I guess you can't see him. Uh…oh, check this out.
[ He snags a handheld mirror from a bedstand nearby, and holds it up in front of Hunterd. It shows a daemon shaped like an enormous black wolf, easily twice the size of a regular wolf. Those of you who knew Wyatt's adoptive dad, Hunter, might think he looks familiar. After a few seconds, Wyatt lifts the mirror away and grins at the camera. ]
He's badass, right?! He's like a robowolf. I mean I guess you all have one of these but damn. Hunterd is a beast.
Anyways, we are brand new to Space Apocalypseland! Welcome to our first vlog. I'm calling this episode: What the fuck was up with New York, man?!
[ He holds up his hands. ]
Now, I know what you're thinking. 'Wyatt, don't be stupid, that was just some crazy dream', right? That's what I thought too, except!
[ He holds up one finger, then steps back, and pulls the gown off over his head. There's a square dressing over his ribs, which Wyatt peels back to reveal an ugly, jagged wound held together with stitches. He points at it. Exhibit A, ladies and gentlemen. ]
Check this out. Do you see the size of this thing? I think it's gonna scar!
[ Which he says like that's great news. He pats the dressing back over it and leans down towards the camera. If he's in pain, he's not showing it. ]
I ain't ever had a dream that did that. But for real, that shit was fucking crazy. How many of you had your powers switched? Cause, check that box for me, but also, they turned me human, and I'm a goddamn werewolf, guys. That's not cool. The hot guy who rescued me, though? He's cool. Man, if you're listening to this, I owe you one. I think you said your name was Jaden? Hold your hand up or something, I would literally be dead if it wasn't for you.
[ That's the most sincere Wyatt has sounded in this whole video, though he's actually been serious about everything. He doesn't put the gown back on, implying that he really does intend to film the rest of this in his underwear. He does move to sit on his hospital bed, though. He might look more energetic than he should, but that wound is still healing. ]
Next on my list: calling home. Does anyone know how we do that, cause Hunterd says he can't, and there's a bunch of people I know who need to get their asses here. It's important, I'm kind of a big deal.
[ Pause. ] I'm just kidding, but I do need to talk to them, so if you got tips, help, advice. Carrier pidgeon? I'll take it. I guess that's all. Come say hi, this place is fucking boring. I'm out!
[ He salutes the camera while it signs out. ]

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ok cool thanks man, i'll check it out
something with a name like that can't be that hard to find
anyway don't worry about the wound, it's all good. i mean, it wouldn't be if i were still a fragile as fuck human, but you know
not a problem anymore
that mean you've met werewolves before?
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I think you are right. I asked my daemon for a picture and it seemed very tall
I will refrain from worrying. I know werewolf healing is very robust
Yes I've met your kind before. Or creatures similar to you at any rate
There were a lot of different kinds of wolves even just in my world
I was a guardian of sorts. Usually for those 'fragile as fuck' humans, but occasionally wolves too
[and other times they hunted wolves, but that's 'maybe later' information.]
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you ain't human yourself?
[ They could be, of course. Humans are not all unable to defend themselves, and Wyatt well knows this. Still, from the way Janus is talking, he doubts it. ]
i'm used to all kinds. i live with werewolves and vampires, even a demon and a harpy from time to time
i don't think you'll surprise me
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We called them myths where I come from.
I'm rather like a harpy myself.
A witch created all my people to protect good creatures from ones that would wilfully harm them. I'm not a real person, but I'm linked to a harpy
I can fly around and scream like him too
Is that what your harpies are like?
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he's kinda girly and he flies sometimes but i've never heard him scream
that could just be that one guy though idk about the others. they live on a mountain or something
what do you mean you ain't a real person?
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I mean that I was created for a purpose and not born.
A little like your Hunterd
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you're shitting me.
are you an actual robot because that's badass. do you prefer android?? what's the right way to say it?
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I have blood and things like that
But when people like me die, we disappear into a flash of light, so that's a little different
You can call me an android until we have a true android who is offended by the appropriation
Or you can call me a Hunter
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i wanna call you that, man
idk i think android and i think like
those sci fi assholes from like star trek or whatever
or terminator
and you don't seem like a terminator although '''hunter''' is kind of close to that too
do you have to hunt people??
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I have to hunt people who hurt other people. That's the job. There are long branches of philosophy dedicated to exploring how meaningful or effective that job is-- revenge versus justice, where evil came from, snuffing out the possibility of rehabilitation. But it's the life I know. And I think it's the right one for me
I think it makes the world better.
Would you be a wolf if you didn't have to? I'm not prying or trying to make a point
I just like to know.
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it sucked
so yeah, i can definitely say, i want to be a wolf. i was born a wolf, i was meant to be a wolf
that how you feel about being a hunter?
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It's hard to explain to people, though
It's not beautiful like being a wolf is beautiful.
I thought the prison world sucked as well but I did not have fire fingers.
I had nothing, not even my honor
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badass, sure
beautiful? it's kinda messy tbh
hunters are prob badass too though so don't worry too much ;)
what happened to you there? in the other world
you get caught in the explosion?
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Most badass things are beautiful, I think.
I can argue about it for a long time
In the other world, I managed to avoid the explosion. I was a criminal and hurting people who had powers
It was quite terrible. I hurt the person who saved me actually
I do not know how he has found it in himself to forgive me. I suppose he must have very good boundaries
[lol]
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that's a trip. i'm sorry
i had powers but i was hiding them
i was like 50% more of a loser than i am in real life
you know you always like to think you'd be like, some huge hero when shit like this happens, but most people are just trying to live
so don't be too hard on yourself, you know?