Simp hunter survival guide. Tales and tips with help from Flaconadir

Know their motive.

To survive them you must first know why they hunt. All tales used are based around the only living 'prey' of the simp hunter. Flaconadir. Or Flaco as he will be refered to in these tales for ease of reading and writing.

The first tale is quite old and occured many months ago but is one of the best to help you know how to survive. Lets tell the tale.

Flaco was walking along alley after alley after hearing of a strange occurance that happened where people would drop dead if they walked through the neighbourhood with their phone out. It had been happening for a few weeks and he began to suspect a powerful stand user was behind the deaths as no weapon was ever found for the killings and most damage seemed to have been caused by something inhuman. As he was halfway across a street a sudden cold aura filled the area and a shiver went up his spine even while he had on his signature red hoody. A shadowy silouhette flew above him. It looked like a human with massive wings almost double their size in length. The silhouette then landed behind him and held a strange and unique blade to his throat. 

"Hey there. You seem to be a simp of some kind. Well a simp bait anyway. Many simp for you good sir." A feminine and sweet voice chuckled behind him as the blade glimmered in the light and an eye reflected in the blade as Flaco glanced down at it. The blade then moved from his throat and instead he was spun to see a young girl of around 14 with long royal purple hair and strange eyes that were red and blue. 

"Never thought I would have the pleasure of meeting simp bait. The name is the simp hunter though media has called m the anti-simp. Not the best work of the media." They grinned and sharp glistening fangs became visable. She held out her hand and then looked Flaco in the eyes.

"I'm going to propose a deal where we both benefit. You agree to work as simp bait so I may do my job and you can have a protected and lavish life." She suggested and then motioned to her outstretched hand for if he took the deal. 

* Note that she is being genuine and doesn't intend to kill him yet as she sees him as valuable to her job. This view is subject to change and modification.*

Flaco contemplated the deal and then refused as he knew deals always had a catch. She seemed to huff at his refusal and sweetened the deal.

"Anything you want right here. Money? Power? Girls? Men? Animals as pets? Anything is on the table." 

*'The simp hunter had extremely high levels of charisma and charm.' Is a quote from an observer who had been found a while after Flaco was encountered by the simp hunter. *

The simp hunter got quite surprised by the refusal of her deal and then began to grow agitated. She unraveled a tail and what was once her blade became a massive amount of extremely thick, magenta, fog with amour pieces of every kind gving it a human like look. A defining feature that was described by Flaconadir himself is the deep crimson plague doctor mask it had as a face. This was her stand as we were informed and it is yet to be named in this tale. Flaco brought out his main stand the Diplomat and it examined the fog stand. The stands are said to have conversed with each other and are both believed to be sentient entities with minimal attatchment to the users themselves. As the interaction got tense the simp hunter changed how they acted entirely and dropped some formailty.

"Listen dude I just need you to carry something around and then your job is doing itself. Just take the deal. And ******** stop speaking with his stand." She becomes more agitated as Flaco refuses again and she has her stand become a large scythe. Flaco narrowly dodges a barrage of attacks and then has the Diplomat forcefully knock out the simp hunter.
Now he knows her goals he can get better at avoiding her.

Moral of the tale. Her motive or goal is to catch and kill simps as she knows them as she sees them as something wrong and she also hunts for simp bait who are those who are followed or attract large numbers of simps.

******** = her stands name which was unheard during the confrontation.