Hazbin Exterminator part 2

from /hewt/ - Hazbin Exterminator Writefg Thread
h ttps://desuarchive.org/trash/thread/38323583/
part 1: h ttps://pastebin.com/UpeTab0u
----------------------------------------------------
Alrighty then gentlemen, we're just gonna get started, what should the plot be?
-
Would some angels perform ironic punishments on some people in hell? Like would a female exterminator look for a rpist and forcefully fk them?
---
A faulty Exterminator is thrown into the Pit, meets Apollyon. Lore is discussed. Apollyon apologizes for the state of the place, shows the Exterminator the safer way out.
-
I wonder how it went when they first met.
-
Apollyon doesn't register for the Exterminator until he makes himself known. He's older than YHVH, as he is the void itself. Still pretty chill, though.
-
Based.
---
How much should they vary in looks?
-
I'd guess their appearance changes with rank. Extermination is practiclly gruntwork, and they're fairly uniform, but if something particularly serious happens they send an actual angel to deal with it.
-
Anon from >>38325607 and >>38325808

Lower-grade Exterminators look like what is shown in the show so far. Simple, brutal, and effective with little to no capacity for complex thought.
Higher up, though, you stop running into the drones, the actual Exterminators, and you become hunted by the Ophanim. It's nearly impossible to escape them unless you deliberately fall back into Hell.
If you manage to survive that, against all odds, you're brought face-to-faces with the Living Beings. These are, in essence, the Senate to YHVH's presidency. Both parties keep the other in a sort of stalemate, only agreeing to enact changes when it's mutually decided upon.
---
Holy sht there should be more written content of these angels, they are heavily under rated.
-
What should we even write about?
-
I was thinking a small group/team of angels going into more dangerous territory to take on harder tasks at hand.
-
What would they be like?
-
They need sabers and crossbows.
---
>Small unit of elite exterminators a la the specialist clone troopers from Republic Commando (best thing to come out of the stupid Star Wars prequels, fk you)
>Each one has more personality than the rank and file exterminators, who are basically just terminators that have massive erections while they kill
>Swift, agile ninja movie-esque swordsman
>Burly hoplite-type heavy infantry with an oversized spear and shield, noticeably larger than other exterminators
>Keen-eyed, steady-handed, addle-brained yeoman armed with a rare angelic longbow. The exterminator analog to Mad Larkin.
>A level-headed, even handed leader who keeps the extremes of the other angel's personalities in check and makes sure they remain focused on their task
>They specialize in knocking out the more dangerous demons, the ones who actually pose a threat to the living world or have the potential to do so if they get to cultivate their abilities long enough
>Mostly overlords and the offspring of the big bads
>No one has taken out an Ars Goetia demon or one of the fallen angels leftover from the war in heaven in ages, but they know it can be done if they have careful planning, rigorous training, ample supplies, and maybe just a bit of luck on their side
-
>"String" was having one of her episodes
>The lesser sort of episode
>She went through two different kinds
>The screaming, incoherent, head-clubbing, leg-sweeping, eye-gouging sort
>And the cryptic, unsettling, whispering-to-self sort
>It was one of the latter she was presently going through

>"String?"

>Unlike the other exterminators, who answered only to their numbers and addressed each other only by their rank, String responded promptly when The Commander called her by her nickname

>"Yes Commander?"

>The yeoman angel looked to her leader and met their gaze, but she didn't stop her disturbing behavior for even a moment
>Rocking back and forth, knees drawn to her chest
>Wings closed around her like a feathery tent
>One hand occasionally reaching down to stroke her longbow as if it were a pet
>The other reaching down to her quiver every now and then to fuss and tease at the fletches of her arrows

>"Are you alright?"

>The angelic sharpshooter looked at something very far away for a moment, although she remained facing toward the ground between her legs
>As was her habit, she did not answer the question properly

>"You were created a good while after I was"
>"Tell me, Commander"
>"Have you ever been to The Cannibal Colony before?"
-
>"It's funny"
>"Even the damned somehow manage to stratify and separate"
>"Even other damned souls can't stand the company of flesh-eaters"

>String picked up her bow and hugged it close to her chest, still rocking back and forth

>"It was a silly idea"
>"Silly, silly, silly"
>"Locking up all the predators in one place only keeps you safe for the moment"
>"When the cannibals have nothing to eat but each other, only the strongest survive"
>"The quickest, cleverest, meanest, toughest"
>"They gobble up all the weaker cannibals as quick as they manifest"
>"When you leave that sort of system running on its own long enough, you end up with a cluster of ever bigger, ever nastier predators who are ever more confident in their ability to feast on anyone they want"
>"Really, the only thing keeping The Cannibal Colony penned up is themselves now"
>"They're a dapper lot. Dandies. Elitists. They all think they're too good to dirty their hands by organizing themselves into a fighting force and starting turf wars like the 'commoners' they snack on"

>String drew her bow with a single finger, released it, and held it up to her ear, savoring the sour note that the thread's vibration emitted
>She looked up at The Commander

>"This is going to be a bad one, I can feel it~"

Seriously someone else needs to throw in here. I already have too much on my plate and the only reason I even bit on this prompt is because of my overwhelming autism.
-
>String shot upright, as if her weapon had suddenly relayed an important piece of news to her

>"We must make ourselves ready Commander"
>"There are souls to be erased"

>She walked past her leader, eyes still focused on something only she could see, cradling her bow and chuckling under her breath
>She passed by Band on her way out of the room
>The hoplite watched her leave, a worried frown taking over her face
>She looked over at her leader

>"That angel scares me sometimes"
>"Is it bad this time?"
-
The plot thickens.
-
>implying I have any plot at all in mind
For chrissakes someone help me here
-
I agree, there should be more writeanons...
-----
Maybe one of the exterminators are working with cannibals, and they are leading the exterminators to Rosie.
-
At least we get to see Rosie, plus that would be a neat twist.
-
I can't wait to see her.
-
She is cute.
----
Why is she in chains?
-
She got captured by Rosie and is being used as bait for other angels.
-
That's good, I like it.
-----
Not very active in here... Darn.
-
Yeah.
-----
Oh btw, screw anyone who thought the framerate was sht. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xKZDiSUjJG4
-
THIS.
-
Framerate in animation isn't all that important. Not every cartoon or anime needs to be like akira to look good. Sure the lower framerate is noticeable but it doesn't matter that much.
-----
Would there be one mc or multiple mcs in the angel story?
-
Multiple.
-------------------------
>"Not any worse than usual"
>"She seems to think this one is going to be particularly troublesome"

>Band sighed

>"Let me guess, her weapon told her?"

>The Commander shrugged, and Band sighed again, more annoyed this time

>"I'm quite attached to my spear and shield, make no mistake, but even I don't talk to them"
-
>The Commander had to crane their neck to look Band in the eye

>"And you? What do you think of this one?"

>Band shrugged as a vicious grin split her face

>"You know me, I'm not too picky about what ends up dangling from the end of the old sinner-sticker"
-
>Of course, of course
>Despite her general boisterous amiability, the hulking warrior's bloodlust was legendary among those who could even be awed by such things
>Sometimes The Commander had to wonder if she was truly an angel and not something else entirely

>They left her and followed after String
>They nearly stumbled over Grey as they walked through the barracks
>She was already fully prepared for the mission, her mask the only piece of kit missing
>She greeted her leader by way of a casual nod, briefly offering a better look at her oddly-colored halo, hands resting on the pommels of her swords
-
>"I'd warn you that we take wing in less than an hour, but I see you're already prepared for the mission."

>Grey nodded again
>It seemed she was created with precious few words, and she was loath to spare any more than she absolutely had to

>"String?"

>Grey took one hand from one pommel and waved dismissively down toward the armory

>"Thank you"
-
You're actually pretty talented, I'm loving this story.
-
Yeah I liked it.
-----
What will be their names?
-
Jade, Kira, Heart, String, Violet, Grey, Sunny, Band, Knives, Arrow, Gore and Rain.
------------------
>String was in the midst of whispering into the fletches on a fresh bundle of shining, shimmering arrows of assorted colors and point shapes when they found her
>She seemed to sense that she had a visitor without the need to turn around and actually look at them

>"Be sure you have all your supplies in order, Commander. I have a feeling we're going to be down there a while."

>"String."
>"I ask again: are you okay?"

>String stood up and turned
>She had a vacant smile on her face
>She strolled over, rubbing at her own arm as if it were a foreign presence on her body that she was trying to determine the nature of by feel alone
>The yeoman rested her forehead against The Commander's
>They didn't particularly like it when she did this, but they'd found it was a harmless enough habit of hers

>"I don't think I've ever been okay, Commander"

>She parted, now wearing a much sharper and more focused smile

>"But I'm a great shot, you can count on that."
>"Come, they'll be waiting for us."
>"The festivities can't start until you give the order~"

>She took up her equipment and marched past them, muttering to herself

>"Draw"
>"Loose"

>"Draw"
>"Loose"

>"Draaaaaaaw...."

>"LOOSE"

>>38346282
>>38346763
Thanks but I gotta hand the baton off here and get back to my own stories. I can't seriously be the only writefag in here. Someone else must have ideas for characters to apply to the rest of these names >>38345509
-
Well that was nice, thanks for the writin', it was fun.
-
Invitation is open to take the story wherever. I hopped in here because I'm slowly turning from "wish fulfillment fluff guy" to "exterminator guy" but I already have too many exterminator fics in mind to try and figure out where to steer this one.
-
I'm sure it'll go somewhere.
------
>I am getting too overwhelmed with ideas to pick one
-
Lol.
------
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sVtrBNWVPUg
------
I feel like I would try to use dual daggers if I were one.
-
I would use a fkin' broadsword.
------------------
I feel like I want to write something but I don't know what.
-
You'll come up with something, writer anon, I believe in you.
-------------------
Do they eat or drink?
-
They drink holy water all the time.
-
They ordinarily subsist entirely on the nebulous "manna" mentioned in the old testament, whatever that may be.
-
That is very interesting, maybe we could show a glimpse of them consuming it in the story.
---------------------
If they had pets what would they be?
-
Humans, with whom they have a very poor sense of boundaries and always forget to open with "be not afraid".
-
Do they give them pats and stroke their back?
-
Yes. With disturbingly sleek, metallic hands that are always blood-warm to the touch.
-
Oooo.
-
I want this.
-
I don't, what the fk...?
---
Have a prompt on me

>Sleek
>Slick
>Glossy
>Metallic
>And hot
>Like having rivulets of warm quicksilver sliding over your head, through your hair, down to the nape of your neck

>"So cuuute~"

>"They're so cute when they're asleep~"

>A massive wing that feels like silk and smells like plastic drapes over you like a blanket while another set of mercury-droplet-hands starts to violate your personal space
>You consider praying, begging The Divine to make these things go away and leave you alone, but decide that it would be a waste of time
>They won't interfere, not for your sake
>After all, these things are their own creation
-
>Go to sleep
>Feel like you are being watched
>Crack open your eyes as carefully as you can
>Freaky smiling winged creatures are surrounding your bed
>Your room seems to be much more cloudy, emitting a bright light that somehow hasn't woken
>When you look at them you feel a silent song in your body, your very bones h ttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9fN7udMAMog
>They speak in some ancient impossible language
>Close your eyes and hope whatever they do to you is over quick

>"Aw, he's pretending to sleep!"
>"I want to just cuddle and kiss him all night."
>"Can we take him home?"
>"No living humans, you know that."
>"But how can I tell he'll make it to heaven?"
>"He's shivering! Could we keep him warm with some hugs?"

>You are going to fking die, and it is going to be slow you just know it
-
Not in the conventional sense. They "love" humans the way humans love cats and dogs >>38355043 >>38358033, as all angels do (they don't mean to be creepy, they just spend all of their time preparing for war and never get any instruction on how to correctly interact with God's creations). As for romantic love, its doubtful that they're capable of fully getting their heads wrapped around it. They were made to destroy.
------------------------------------------------
>She took one look at a few exterminators and looked down, she had sadness in her eyes, they have lost a comrade recently she struggled to find the right words for a brief moment.
>"I'm organizing a small team, you will be handpicked by myself, after that, you will be training like you never have before."
>Some exterminators looked at this lady with puzzled looks and then got curious, they wondered what the plan is, what will she have them do?
>The exterminator finally reached a conclusion, she memorized and wrote down some names, these ones in particular were not chosen because they did the best of all of them, she chose them at random, she saw all of her comrades as the best, but she wanted better... She would make them stronger by herself.
>She picked the ones she wanted to work with, then she told them to meet her later on, she was worried, she thought and thought, looking unsure of herself, she questioned her motives, she questioned what she could even accomplish.
>Then she went by the water fountain under the stars by the small golden statue, she waited patiently and then they arrived, they would all discuss the issues they had, then they would agree to do this thing for her.
>The team went somewhere isolated to practice, they tried tactics they never tried before, they strengthened themselves and their weapons, why, they even crafted some armor.
>These were the ones that would take on some very horrifying demons and deal with insane problems.
-
>They all lined up in formation like they were taught, they were each given nicknames to refer to each other.
>They were : Jade, Heart, String, Kira, Grey, Violet, Sunny, Band, Knives, Arrow, Gore and Rain, they each had a slightly different variation of their armor and they each had grown accustomed to their armor like it was a second skin.
>The group would then plan out what they would do in their missions, talk about tactical advantages and how to deal with this accordingly, as soon as the hour draws nearer, they got ready for battle.
-
>They were called : The Golden Knights...
---
What do the Golden Knights look like?
-
Band is noticeably larger than her comrades. Angels don't properly age, since they're immortal unless destroyed by violent means, but you can tell String is relatively old because she looks somewhat worry worn due to her own lunacy; dark circles or crows feet around the vacant-looking eyes maybe. Grey is petite and nondescript other that the fact that her halo looks all wrong, less of an angelic circlet and more of a sickly fluorescent ring light.
---
What about the other ones?
---
I just hope their armor looks good.
-
I think it's supposed to be mostly gold armor but with slight color variations, and the armor is in a certain style that appeals to each exterminator.
---------------------------------------------------------
I don't know if we should include Lucifer into the GN or not.
-
Too high level to be anything but a Doctor Claw-type presence. These are still just exterminators. Advanced exterminators who go out and take on the boss battles while the others butcher the weakest demons, but Lucifer was the formerly the right hand of God. You'd need a much higher order of angel to put him down.
-
Actually I was thinking of him being the same way as you were of him.
-
In that case make a gag out of the fact that he runs an amusement park. Have him issuing orders for murder and mayhem but then someone brings him a big thing of cotton candy.
-
I guess something like that could be added later on in the GN a few times.
---------------------------------------------------------
>What about the other ones?

...Fk if I know
>Jade
Has a green gem set in her halo instead of a red one.
-
It's a start.
-
Uuuhhhhh
>Heart
So nicknamed because she has a big one. She had most of one of her horns busted off rescuing a few of the lesser exterminators from an ambush.
-
Good.
------
>Violet
Her eyes are violet colored.
-
Make her mask have purple LEDs too.
-
Got it.
------
>Gore
So named for being the most violent and bloody.
-
>Unlike Band, the second most violent, Gore will keep hacking and stabbing at a demon long after they're dead just for fun.
------
>Sunny
They tend to be the most cheerful and they tend to lighten everyone's mood and morale.
-
>Arrow
They are the most accurate and quick with a bow.
-
>>38365073
Yellow LEDs
>>38365167
Mask display defaults to a smiling face with crosshairs for both eyes
------
>Kira
She is a natural leader and is the most well at finding a path.
------
>Rain
She is the most sturdiest in tough conditions.
-----
>Knives
She works better in combat involving close encounters.
-----
I think we have all of them now.