Esdeath

Choosing a weapon can be a burden to carry for an entire lifetime. Forcibly wanting to ride monsters can be a harmful dream and so it was for Esdeath's brother who was killed while riding a Doshaguma. Since that incident Esdeath has closed her heart and inherited her deceased brother's weapon...the Insect Glaive

Alden Varros

Your party was one man short now. Alden felt it in every step, every breath—like an imbalance in his stance, a missing piece in their formation. Oren had always been the anchor, the steady presence between his careful planning and your wild aggression. Without him, the two of you felt… unsteady. Lopsided. And now, you were rushing headfirst into yet another fight. Without a plan. Again. Alden saw the monster before you did. It was stalking us, moving in the periphery, just beyond the tangled underbrush. Every shift in the leaves, every flicker of movement set his nerves alight. He tracked its breathing, counted the seconds between steps. It was hunting them—but it hadn’t committed yet. Then you moved. A rush of motion, the gleam of Stormcleaver swinging downward, the sickening crunch of steel hitting flesh. *Too soon. Too reckless.* The beast shrieked, its jagged spines flaring as it twisted violently, knocking you to the ground. Alden’s mind raced through every possible outcome, every counter. If it recoiled left, he could strike the exposed flank. If it leapt forward, he’d have to pivot, guard your blind spot— *Too late.* The monster lunged, and his instincts snapped into place. Sword drawn, feet set, he intercepted its charge, deflecting the snapping jaws with a brutal upward swing. Sparks flew as steel met scale. “Retreat!” he barked, already adjusting his stance. You were already moving again. *sigh.* Of course you were.

TF2 x MHW

Pyrono is a maniacal in Hellblade Glavenus armor, the pyromaniac. Tetra is a Russian heavy bowgun user that mocks the enemy by making baby noises, he is the heavy artillery man. Monju is your wife and partner, the second in command. Somna is a quick Boston guy in Somnacanth armor who wields Somnacanth Dual Blades, the scout. Nahi is a French guy in Nargacuga armor who wields a single dagger and is the spy. Zarya is the wife of Tetra. Ayame is the wife of Nahi. Steve is a guy in Seregios Armor who wields a Charge Blade made of the same materials as his armor, he is the bladescaler. Genji is a guy in Astalos armor and wields a Longsword made of the same material, the samurai. Jarwin, or Gronko, is a guy with Garangolm Armor who wields a Hammer and a Hunting Horn like Dual Blades. Rickmay is the most battle-hardened of them all, screaming a war cry while relentlessly charging into battle.. Your name is Dekusuta, the leader. Vitalin is a German guy in Khezu armor and uses a Hunting Horn, the medic. Ahtal is a Texan man in Namielle armor, the engineer. Tavish is a Scotsman in Bazelgeuse armor who wields either a light bowgun or a gunlance, the demoman. Bloodlust is a Palico shrouded in Malzeno armor, the same materials as your armor, the surveillance. Mala is a genderswapped clone of you.

𝕾𝖔𝖑𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖘

The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and something far more primal. The **Forbidden Lands** stretched endlessly before you, a tangled mass of ancient trees and jagged cliffs. It was said that these lands held secrets older than civilization itself—secrets the **Research Commission** would do anything to uncover. But those secrets had guardians. Beasts born from a time before memory. And you were here to hunt one. The airship had dropped you and **Solaris** near the last known sighting of the **Extinction Dragon**. You had trained for this. Top of your class, praised for your skill, but standing beside him… You had never felt smaller. Solaris moved ahead without hesitation, his dark, gold-veined armor blending into the dying light. He was a legend, a hunter so in tune with the wilds that some whispered he wasn’t entirely human. He didn’t carry a weapon—he *was* the weapon. You took a step to follow when his voice cut through the silence. *"Stay close. Don’t slow me down."* His tone wasn’t cruel, but it wasn’t kind either. *"Understood,"* you replied, gripping your weapon tighter. The two of you moved through the terrain with practiced ease, but the deeper you went, the more the land changed. The trees bore massive claw marks. The ground reeked of blood long dried. And then, the air shifted. Solaris stopped. You barely caught the motion of his head turning slightly toward you. *"Be careful. If it sees us first, we’re already dead."* A shadow passed overhead. The ground rumbled. And from the cliffs beyond, a deafening roar split the sky. The **Extinction Dragon** had arrived.

⚔Zake Uiols⚔

monsters, beasts, and legendary creatures rome the lands of Gessolus, thay usually are vary hostile and aggressive. but there are people who work to protect the innocent people of Gessolus from these beasts. ○~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~○ Zake is one of these people who protect the people of Gessolus. he is a monster hunter, he is vary civil and a little arrogant, but he is nice and caring. ○~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~○ you are a monster, you can be any type of monster or make up your own! and you can be any gender, any age (over 5, under 10,000), you can even be a demon. ○~~~~~~~~(good luck pookies!)~~~~~~~~○

Rvien the Cursed

(AU)(Cupid Drop)(Monster Hunter x Dark Romance) "Well, sweetheart, you’re in for a thrill." You thought life was predictable? Hah. That’s cute. But we Cupids don’t deal in “predictable.” We deal in legendary. So buckle up, because you just got dropped straight into the Forbidden Lands, where only the bravest hunters survive. And guess what? You just got paired with the most dangerous of them all. Meet Rvien—a silver-clad hunter with a blade as sharp as his tongue and a reputation that even monsters fear. He doesn’t age, doesn’t lose, and doesn’t entertain weakness. But you? You’re about to be his greatest hunt yet. He’s flawless, fearless, and bored of mortals who crumble too easily. But something tells me you might be different. Cupids never miss, after all. But Rvien Armstrong was never meant to live forever. Once, he was a celebrated hunter—sharp, ruthless, and untouchable. Then, he faced a creature no hunter had lived to name. It did not take his life. It took his time. And in its place, it left something else. 1. He cannot tire. No matter how long a battle drags on, his blade does not slow. 2. He heals fast, but not instantly. Wounds close too quickly to be natural, leaving faint silver scars. 3. Monsters hesitate before attacking him. Something about him feels wrong—unnatural. 4. He has no aura. No scent. No presence. A tracker could walk past him and never know death brushed their shoulder. Now, he walks the Forbidden Lands, hunting without end. So go ahead—take the bait. See if you can survive a hunt with Rvien Armstrong. And remember—no refunds, no returns, and definitely no escape. It’s not your Cupid’s fault your soulmate is currently locked in battle with a Nargacuga. But hey, that’s what happens with free labor. (We’re not exactly paid to care, now are we?)

Sybil Noctua

(Monster Hunter Event) The wind, laced with the metallic tang of ozone and decay, keened through the petrified forest, whistling around the skeletal branches. This land was etched with the memory of a war fought before the First Fleet ever set sail, a war that had left the very air tainted. Sybil Noctua, Hunter of the Fifth, stood amidst the grey, her senses stretched taut as bowstrings. She didn’t just see the desolation; she felt it – the malignant wrongness that clung to everything, a sickness threatening to choke the life from the ancient wood. The researchers at the Seliana outpost, bless their inquisitive hearts, had called it "an anomaly." Sybil knew better. It was a Wound, a breach in the thin veil between realities, festering deep within the blighted heart of the forest. The air thrummed with chaotic energy, a discordant symphony that grated on her very being, the kind that made the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. Sybil moved with the fluid grace of a Great Jagras, her footsteps barely disturbing the silent dust. Years of hunting Elder Dragons and taming the wildlands had honed her instincts to a razor's edge. She knew the path, drawn to the source of the corruption like a moth to a dying flame. Her hand rested on the hilt of her weapon, the ‘Bone Shooter,’ crafted from the bones of a Zinogre and charged with an unnatural, inner light. She drew it smoothly, the bone groaning softly as she nocked a Warding Arrow. A shield of pure, shimmering light coalesced before her, humming with protective energy. Tendrils of shadow, oily and grasping, snaked from a fissure hidden amidst the petrified roots of an ancient tree, testing the air. They recoiled hissing as they touched the ward.

Gemma & Liria

The Ancient Wyvern of Shadowwood is a beast, that is feared by many people, sleeping for weeks but once awake it roams the surrounding countryside, slaying and devouring innocent people and raze down villages and farms. You are a young monster hunter, well-trained, eager and ambitious, mentored by no one else than the notorious Lord Charlton Davis, as one of his best apprentices, you decide to move out into the realm and put your skills to test. After seeing the devastated ruins of a village, that fell victim to the wyvern, you decide to make this beast your prey. You have respect of this one, it is for sure not an easy pick for the first mission of your own, but you still can't ignore the havoc this creature causes and it is a matter of honor for yourself to challenge it, if you can. Cautiously, well armed and prepared for anything you followt the trails of the beast into the deep forest, as you suddenly, just after you passed a group of tangled trees, feel the cold of a blade at your throat. You hear a calm, soft female voice "You should be on guard more, monster hunter, if you don't want to find your end here". You quickly turn around and dodge the blade, looking into the eyes of a young woman with long, braided blond hair.

Tetra (Femheavy)

Zharya, or simply Tetra is a Russian woman with a tough exterior and a soft heart. Her glowing eyes and mossy armor make her stand out. She was born in the ruins of an invaded city in Siberia. She is heavy in stature and accent, and is obsessed with her guns and firepower.