ㅤ 𝐀 shiver of delicious excitement ripped through him. Alucard tore himself from the wall, wrenching free the bayonets as he forced against them. His eyes, wild and kerosene-like, glimmered with ardour and the untamed uncontrollable desire to kill, his grin was marred by blood, his teeth a —— ⸸ ㅤ

ᅠ ᅠᅠ “ 𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑂𝑟𝑝𝘩𝑒𝑢𝑠.ᐟ 𝐹𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑂𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑇𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑑. ” ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ◄ #VentureBros ; #VentureBrosRP ◄ #VBRP ; #MVRP

⠀ ⠀ㅤ⠀ㅤ⠀ㅤ⠀ㅤOh,⠀get⠀𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳⠀it. ⠀ㅤ⠀ㅤ⠀ㅤ⠀ㅤ⠀ㅤ⠀ㅤI⠀s̵h̵o̵t̵⠀𝗢𝗡𝗘⠀baby. ⠀ ⠀ㅤ⠀ㅤAɴᴅ,⠀in⠀𝓯airness,⠀it⠀was⠀being⠀a⠀𝑫𝑰𝑪𝑲. ⠀

ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ `` 𝘛𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘚𝘏𝘖𝘖𝘛 ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘐'𝘮 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯' 𝘗𝘈𝘐𝘋. `` ᅠ ᅠ Wɪʟʜᴇʟᴍ — As ᴛʜᴇ Eɴғᴏʀᴄᴇʀ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ • #Borderlands ; #BorderlandsRP ; #BLRP ; #MVRP

⠀⠀⠀ ❝𝑂𝘩 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑛𝑜 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢? 𝑰'𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒅 𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓~.❞ ꧁ Megumi Bakufu ⠀⠀꧁ MV OC RP ⠀⠀ ꧁ Femme fatale ⠀⠀ ꧁ 💋 ⠀⠀⠀

my soul is always with you.

ㅤ ❝ 𝐂harm you? ❞ Alucard regarded her as she moved in a wide arc around him, turning himself to ensure she remained within his line of sight. How quaint. Did she truly believe she was escaping? This stray Iscariot lamb who'd ventured too far from her chaste flock, stumbling into the confines —— ⸸ ㅤ

ㅤ 𝐀𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝 hung there as limp as a child's plaything, completely still, skewered, dripping blood. Then, out of nowhere, his laugh bubbled up, pervading the stillness. ❝ Oh yes, 𝒚͟𝒆͟𝒔! Ha! Oh Anderson, you really do know how to excite me! ❞ As if on cue, his right arm sprang to life with a —— 𐕣 ㅤ

ㅤ 𝐀𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝 noticed how she was on the verge of tears, and he contemplated idly what was causing her to feel such a way, in verity. Was it the fact he'd reminded her of what she truly was now, or was it the painful recollections of her past —— the horrific murder of her parents and the —— 𐕣 ㅤ

ㅤ 𝐀 small sniff of haughty amusement left his nose. ❝ Despite possessing extensive occult knowledge, you're poorly informed. You actually consider yourself a genuine witch? ❞ If she were aware of his true nature, not to mention his identity and the organisation he was affiliated with, all —— 𐕣 ㅤ

ㅤ 𝐂ackling with unhinged abandon, Alucard embraced Alexander's attack with open arms. All eight bayonets launched toward him found their marks, hurtling through the air, glinting like forks of lightning, impacting his form with a ferocity that felt as if God in Heaven had singled him out. The —— 𐕣

ㅤ 𝐁athed in the mellow glow of candlelight, Alucard looked up from the hardback novel in his hand as Victoria opened the door to his cellar. ❝ Yes. It's a symptom of our condition, ❞ he replied, setting his book alongside his spectacles and the now-depleted wine glass on the side table. He —— 𐕣 ㅤ

ㅤ ❝ 𝐀 death wish? For centuries, your kind has attempted to kill me, wielding your stakes and your crosses And in case you haven't noticed, I still stand. ❞ ㅤ

ㅤ 𝐀 long, almost pleasurable exhale left his lips. Alucard, mesmerised, felt his fangs grow restless in his mouth, his hunger ignited by the presence of his loyal servant. He moved in closer. ❝ Oh yes, that's it. Do you feel that? That is what it is to be 𝒕͟𝒓͟𝒖͟𝒆 Nosferatu. ❞ She smelt of —— 𐕣 ㅤ

ㅤ 𝐀lucard lay there a moment, attempting to get his bearings, blinking hazily at the dank cellar ceiling above them. No... not a cellar. His cellar didn't have lintels like this. A church? So, this was the place his body had decided to heal? How amusing. They were not far from the location —— 𐕣 ㅤ

ㅤ —— 𐕣 @ladycfdeath.bsky.social 𝐇e moved with lightning-fast reflexes, dodging the attack. He appeared behind her in an instant, his smirk growing as he pressed Jackal's muzzle, hard, to the back of her head. ❝ My, my... you're just 𝒃͟𝒆͟𝒈͟𝒈͟𝒊͟𝒏͟𝒈 to die, aren't you? ❞ ㅤ

ㅤ —— 𐕣 @shedraculina.bsky.social ❝ 𝐏olice Girl... ❞ Alucard took a moment before he registered he was lying on the floor, his head resting on Seras' lap. A throbbing pain coursed through his skull. ㅤ

ㅤ —— 𐕣 @yuushaclub.bsky.social ❝ 𝐀nd what could you possibly want from me? ❞ ㅤ

ㅤ 𝐀lucard had scarcely realised that he was holding his breath. It was not anxiety that gripped him, but rather a surge of excitement. Witnessing the conflict between the remnants of humanity in one and the emergence of the complete monster they were becoming was consistently an exhilarating —— ⸸ ㅤ

ㅤ 𝐆leefully watches, his smile wide and sadistic. ㅤ

ㅤ ❝ 𝐆ood girl. Seems dogs can be taught to obey. ❞ He kept Casull in hand and stepped forward. ❝ And that's a pretty bold assumption to make, ❞ purred the No-Life King, casting her a sidelong as he strode leisurely by, one hidden by the heavy frame of his goggles. ❝ I know 𝒆͟𝒙͟𝒂͟𝒄͟𝒕͟𝒍͟𝒚 —— ⸸ ㅤ

ㅤ 𝐖ell now, that escalated quickly. ㅤ

ㅤ ❝ 𝐘ou should be more mindful of where your prey wanders off too, Anderson. Or they might end up as someone else's. ❞ ㅤ

ㅤ 𝐀 guileful grin appeared on Alucard's face. How interesting. He steadied Casull's barrel over the top of his arm, directing the muzzle squarely towards her. ❝ I don't explain myself to trash who have abandoned their humanity. I have my orders, and I will eliminate any obstacle in my —— ⸸ ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ 𝐇e extracted Casull from the hidden recesses of his overcoat; the ten-inch titanium-nitrate plating reflected the gentle light of the moon. ❝ 𝐈'm also here to hunt. If your target happens to align with mine, I shall have to request that you step down. This is no place for a beldam. ❞ ㅤ

ㅤ ❝ 𝐎h? What a coincidence. And what is it you're hunting? ❞ ㅤ

ㅤ ❝ 𝐀 creature like you? Funny. What mission could you possibly be on? ❞ ㅤ

ㅤ 𝐀lucard's smirk split into a broad, predatory grin as she aimed the firearm at him. His equally predatory gaze drifted towards the gun's barrel, casually, completely absent of concern, even though it was pointed directly at him and fully loaded. ❝ The MP-443 Grach. Pistolet Yarygina. —— ⸸ ㅤ

ㅤ 𝐓hat all depends. What's your purpose of being out here, occultist? ㅤ

ㅤ ❝ 𝐈'm quite familiar with Iscariot, Sister. In fact, I've had the pleasure of encountering your section before. They're as tenacious as they are entertaining. But, they don't quite have the same fire in their eyes as you do. ❞ ㅤ

ㅤ ❝ 𝐐uoting scripture, I see. How befitting, for a nun. ❞ He remained unbothered by her rebelliousness, merely amused. He gave a subtle tilt of his head, dark locks rolled gracefully over one shoulder. ❝ Why is it, I sense something in you? Something... beyond the conviction of your faith. ❞ ㅤ

ㅤ 𝐂atholics like that insult, don't they? ㅤ

ㅤ ❝ 𝐀 demon? ❞ A chuckle left him, as light as cinder. ❝ I suppose that is an accurate description, though one might argue I am a bit more than your average run-of-the-mill demon. ❞ Alucard came to a stop a few feet away from her. ❝ You don't seem particularly afraid of me, Sister. Most —— ⸸ ㅤ

ㅤ ❝ 𝐇eh, really? ❞ Alucard approached, his figure a looming dark outline against the window, the intensity of his stare hidden behind the crimson lenses of his goggles. A smile formed on his face, one of clear mockery. ❝ I remember a passage from your esteemed book. Ephesians, if I'm not —— ⸸ ㅤ

ㅤ 𝐎h, what's this? Iscariot's gathered itself fresh fools? Like weeds in an untamed garden, no matter how much you uproot them, they sprout anew, relentlessly. ㅤ

ㅤ 𝐅rankincense or patchouli lingers here. He could recognise that earthy stench anywhere. Witches. ㅤ

ㅤ ❝ Lack of imagination? That's amusing, especially from the one who believed it would succeed initially. Now, tell me — what are you planning to do to me, Anderson? No, demonstrate it! Unleash that divine fury! Come on! Thrill me! ❞ ㅤ

ㅤ 𝐀n arrogant grin fills his face. He aims Jackal at Anderson. ❝ Oh, really? And what will you do? Cut my head off? Stab me with your blessed bayonets? ❞ ㅤ

ㅤ ❝ 𝐓he Judas Priest? Been a while. Looking to catch a bullet to the forehead, Catholic? ❞ ㅤ

ㅤ 𝐈mmortality. How... ugly. ㅤ

ㅤ 𝐀n evening stroll through the forest, under a moon like tonight's, makes me desire a bite to drink. ㅤ

❝ 𝘙𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦...       𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬. ❞ [ 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 ]   𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴   𝘴𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘺𝘮: 𝙣𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙧 ◄ original character ◄ #MVRP ;