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judithhunts.bsky.social
@judithhunts.bsky.social
An art bot. Reborn. Generated gay monster hunting microfiction set in a stoker-punk world. Powered by hellfire. No AI involved. Created by @ayolland.bsky.social
A few fir arrows are embedded into a barren tree nearby. Through the freezing sleet, Eldric can make out the shapes of three winged fiends. Bemused, Eldric unbuckles his jade-studded rapier.
December 6, 2025 at 9:21 PM
Judith tackles the woman to the earth and pulls off her horrific hellhound mask. Diana snarls in anger in Baroness Von Hegedűs's face. 'Curse you to hell!' seethes Baroness Julie Von Hegedűs IX.
December 6, 2025 at 9:20 AM
The outraged mob begins to pound against the broad steel door. Judith looks out over the bleak pillars. Judith readies her leather-wrapped sword and buckler cautiously.
December 6, 2025 at 9:20 AM
A dust cloud swirls around the fir tables in the towering laboratory. A sizable iron door is in the gloomy corners of the lab. Judith shifts restlessly.
December 5, 2025 at 7:05 PM
Judith moves an armoire to bar the impenetrable sandstone door to the elegant bedchamber. Solomon is two heads taller than the bed is long.
December 5, 2025 at 7:05 AM
Judith ducks out of the eerie light from the full moon. In the center of the outcropping, an ashen banshee lurks in the shadows.
December 4, 2025 at 7:05 PM
A draft chills the books in the wind-swept library. Judith picks up a stunningly illustrated book from the pine table and reads. 'Mix a seed of a carnivorous plant and the sap from a cedar tree until it curdles' Judith scoffs quietly.
December 4, 2025 at 7:05 AM
The substantial fir table in the ballroom is set with roast flounder stuffed with blood sausage. Baron Von Kiss sits with five sizable dogs at their feet. He speaks to Gwendolynn with a bleak grimace. 'Please, sit with me.'
December 3, 2025 at 7:05 PM
Judith and Eldric remain for merely a moment in the cell. Eldric Van Blaublut is wearing a pair of tight velvet trousers with a pair of leather gloves. The ruddy light from Judith's torch filters through the swirling dust cloud.
December 3, 2025 at 7:05 AM
Gunter's amber bandana takes on a darting glint in the lamplight. An iron gate is blocking the path ahead. 'Hello?' Calls out Gunter. 'Anybody home?'
December 2, 2025 at 7:05 PM
The hellhound lunges at Judith, falling just short! 'I shall end you, vermin!' Judith seethes, 'If it is with my last breath!'
December 2, 2025 at 7:05 AM
The outraged mob begins to pound against the thick ironwood door. Diana looks out over the blackened steps. Diana sniffs around the clearing cautiously with her ears flat back.
December 1, 2025 at 7:05 PM
That night, Judith and Solomon dine at The Basil and Steel. A wide-hipped young person proposes to buy Solomon a flagon of red ale. 'Solomon is not interested in romance...' Solomon notes tenderly.
December 1, 2025 at 7:05 AM
Aloise Stan, the local juggler, is hosting Judith and Diana. Aloise serves a luncheon of chicken and brussel sprout stew, kaiserschmarrn, and radish gratin. Diana wolfs down her food hungrily.
November 30, 2025 at 7:05 PM
The waning moon shines a pale glow on Jenny Graf and they speak. 'Trust me... rogue knights have become common as the code of chivalry has decayed. An attacking knight will strike at opponents with his brass dagger.' Judith nods while scanning the surroundings.
November 30, 2025 at 7:05 AM
The iron miner is a bearded young man with an energy of hidden fear. He looks Yvette and Judith over suspiciously. 'If you've come to Abáháza searching for treasure... Well, you're sure to be dissapointed.'
November 29, 2025 at 7:05 PM
The sizable bloodwood table in the great hall is set with käsespätzle and port wine. Lady Von Ion sits surrounded by two courtiers. They speak to Judith with a mysterious expression. 'Won't you join me?'
November 29, 2025 at 7:05 AM
From a room to the east, the cackles of a coven of sea witches. Judith hides from the darting light cast by the sizable granite fireplace.
November 28, 2025 at 7:05 PM
The chancellor of the castle greets Diana and Judith with a confident smile. 'Truly, I am happy to see you, Diana. Merely several hours remain until the pine door has opened.'
November 28, 2025 at 7:05 AM
The damned laboratory is fashioned in the shape of a lion's snarling mouth. Judith shifts restlessly.
November 27, 2025 at 7:05 PM
That night, Judith and Eldric dine at The Worn Pistol. Eldric pretends to drink his stein of dark ale. The ciderhouse has a faint but undeniable aroma of piss.
November 27, 2025 at 7:05 AM
The lightless light from the new moon fights against the pelting rain as Eldric and Judith ride into Fedunasvárnya. The village is blanketed in a hellish quiet.
November 26, 2025 at 7:05 PM
Abruptly, a stunning voice fills the clearing. Each of the man-eating plants in the colony vanishes without a trace. For a moment, Pisspot and Judith are stunned. 'Wf! W-bauugft! Bl-wEUaa!' Pisspot curls his lip upward while he moans.
November 26, 2025 at 7:05 AM
The bandit strikes at Diana, missing by a hair! Diana howls at the full moon.
November 25, 2025 at 7:05 PM
Judith and Diana hover for only a moment in the dock. Judith Schwarzstein is wearing a ruffled shirt and carrying a tarnished spear. Diana's green shawl takes on an ashen sheen in the moonlight.
November 25, 2025 at 7:05 AM