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Hellsing
« on: December 19, 2015, 01:57:17 AM »
[8 August - 23:43]

As long as Lawliet knew him self, he has been described as light anterograde amnesiac. Despite his general inability to form new factual long-term memories, he always remembered things like he should.
But this one day, he woke up in the back of a police cruiser, no idea of what he had done or why'd he was sitting there. The odor of the blood was forcing his nose in. For a moment he felt something soggy on his fore-head. He extended his right arm - moving it towards his forehead, trying to sweep it off with the dorsal side of his hand. When he retracted his hand - he was only able to stare at it with his mouth open. His hand was covered with blood. Only god knew what he'd have done. The driver adjusted the rear mirror of the vehicle. Lawliet turned his head towards the window next to him - watching the snow flakes fall. He noticed that there weren't many drivers around. Apparently they were on a highway, heading towards Las Venturas. Suddenly a loud squeaking sound came from the vehicle. Lawliet was able to look infront of him, noticing a man standing. But it was too late. The officer tried to move the steer to the right, but the car slipped on the icy road. The back of the vehicle hit the man standing on the road, and the car flipped sideways out of the highway - in to the forest.


[9 August - 00:29]

As he started to come around he wasn't able to see much, and he had forgotten the events as to why he was there. There was no one on the ground and most of the windows were broken, but he found his way out. On his way out he noticed the dead officer infront of the flipped car. He was laying there covered in blood and shattered glass pieces of the broken windshield He leaned over while yelling out of pain, grabbing the keys from the waist of the lifeless body. He put the key in the cuff lock, turning it clock-wise. He got a free pass out of the jail, but he had no idea. Walking off very slow and lame as his right thigh had a big gash in it. He made his way to the nearest house and sneaked his way in to the backyard. There was an open pane door. He tried to knock several times and eventually yelled for help, but no one was there to answer. However he still entered the house, searching around for something to cover his gash up. The open pane door was leading to the kitchen of the house. It was an American style house, so the living room and the kitchen were attached to each-other without a door or wall in between of them. Lawliet was letting a bloody trail behind him while he was wandering desperately around the house. At least he found a first aid kit in a cabin attached to the wall. He opened it in a hope to find something what could help. He took the tweezers out of it, starting to take out broken pieces of glass out of his gash. After he completely cleaned it, he took the required items from the first aid kit to sew his wound. He tore a piece of his cloth, putting in his mouth. So if he'd yell the sound would be damped. He started to sew his wound. Even though he had a piece of cloth in his mouth, the sound he made out of the pain was still discernible. When he was done he laid on the bank, before passing out.

[9 August - 07:45]

He woke up, not being able to realize where he was or what had happened. Just a few vague flashbacks. He went to a motel close to a county not so far away from the incident, in Palomino Creek. He didn't have a single idea what he did on the day he was in the vehicle. Lawliet opened the door of his motel room - looking around as he lowered his head, sighing. He dropped his bag in the corner of the room, closing the door behind him. As he jumped on the bed, he noticed the TV opening, not realizing that he was laying on the remote. He saw the crash on the TV, and that there was someone who escaped but they had no idea how he looked like. After a while, he packed his bag out putting his belongings one by one on a small table. The first item he took, was a long and sharp gleaming knife, silver as a moon in the darkest knight. He smiled, as he kept on packing out his syringes and sedatives.   Before blacking out.

[9 August - 13:25]

Lawliet suddenly came back to reality, the disgusting odor of blood was penetrating his nose once again. The floors of his motel room were covered in plastic sheets, and there was a lifeless dog infront of him cut open. As he looked to his left, he noticed all the slabs of meat on the ground covered as tightly as possible in plastic, just as if it was vacuumed. He smiled, whispering in a deep slow tone "Good job, brother". Her blood stained lips put a smile on his face that would freeze the bones of death itself. His eyes couldn't leave the horrible yet such artistic creation he just carved. He didn't hesitate, blindly, yet knowingly, following his darkness to complete his art. He took the knife slowly, his heart pumping away from the adrenaline, wanting to do so much as he possibly could do, before it couldn't beat at all. His heartbeat, her red blood streaming as a river in a stormy night, intermingled, as one. He continued to cut slabs of meat out of the dog. Faster and faster, closer and closer, and then a slight pause in the beat. His pupils became smaller, losing control. His hands clenched the black handle of the knife, its bloodthirsty edge pointed towards the dog as if to deliver judgment. Its blood gushed through the air, breaking the tiny bit of light which was shining through the curtains. His laugh was defeaning, what one would call a mad man, what another would call an artist.

[10 August - 10:24]

Lawliet was standing behind his hotdog cart, with a smile on his face. Selling fresh hotdogs for the cheapest price, smiling to everyone as they ate their fat, filthy, cheap, carcinogenic fastfood. Two patrolling cops came from the corner, ordering the largest hotdogs Lawliet had, and in the meanwhile speaking about how savage of an officer he was. Lawliet smiled as he opened one of the cabinet doors, checking out the flies buzzing around the meat. He squatted down, whispering in a gentle voice "Don't worry now, puppy, I will honor your meat". He smiled, before closing the cabinet to absolute darkness.


[17 December - 22:23]

Lawliet was back in town, not knowing what was going to come for him.

[8 September - 12:05]

He suddenly snapped back to reality as he opened his eyes. The knife was in his hand with blood all over his face. The lifeless body of Miranda was laying infront of him, the blood was everywhere. It almost looks like he messed the room up with he blood deliberately. The holes on her made her look like a human swiss cheese he thought, as he burst out laughing. A slash to the left, a slash to the right he said as he kept cutting her making the blood spatter to the walls. The silence was only being broken by the splatter sound and his maniac laughter. He didn't care about being arrested, he didn't care about the sound he made, he didn't care about morals. He only cared about one thing: Nathaniel King.

He grabbed Miranda by her legs, throwing her lifeless body down the stairs. A few bones could be heard being broken as she fell of the stairs. The dark essence around Lawliet, as he looks down upon the -lifeless thing in his thoughts- girl would be just as dark as it could get, only being illuminated by the candle lights around him he used to perform his dark magic.

He kicks the front door open, as he pulls the girl by her legs. Dragging her all the way through the street, towards the back of the bank. Finding a nice spot for her to lay. "Don't you worry darling, I don't mean no harm to you" he whispered in her ear with the most eerie voice he had. He layed her on the ground - and took out the knife stabbing her in her carotid artery. The blood splashes around like a fountain. Lawliet dances around it whilst holding his knife under the rain he just created, starting to draw on the wall like a little child.

Lawliet brings the body back to the street, laying her on the ground for the whole town to see. He doesn't really care anymore, Miranda was dead and so was one of his alter egos, one down multiple to go.
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Re: Hellsing
« Reply #1 on: March 19, 2017, 07:44:09 PM »




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Re: Hellsing
« Reply #2 on: March 22, 2017, 04:52:41 AM »
I love it
good morning, and in case i dont see you, good afternoon, good evening, and good night :)

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Re: Hellsing
« Reply #3 on: March 22, 2017, 06:49:30 AM »
great read good writing
would really like to see progression

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Re: Hellsing
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Re: Hellsing
« Reply #5 on: March 23, 2017, 12:26:14 PM »
nathaniel's gaze does not stray*
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Re: Hellsing
« Reply #6 on: March 23, 2017, 01:19:58 PM »
great read good writing
would really like to see progression
Some people are simply blessed with the gift of good taste, and Carl is one of those cases.

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Re: Hellsing
« Reply #7 on: March 25, 2017, 04:43:22 PM »
He kicks the front door open, as he pulls the girl by her legs. Dragging her all the way through the street, towards the back of the bank. Finding a nice spot for her to lay. "Don't you worry darling, I don't mean no harm to you" he whispered in her ear with the most eerie voice he had. He layed her on the ground - and took out the knife stabbing her in her carotid artery. The blood splashes around like a fountain. Lawliet dances around it whilst holding his knife under the rain he just created, starting to draw on the wall like a little child.

Lawliet brings the body back to the street, laying her on the ground for the whole town to see. He doesn't really care anymore, Miranda was dead and so was one of his alter egos, one down multiple to go.









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Re: Hellsing
« Reply #8 on: March 25, 2017, 04:45:01 PM »
Awesome story.
Make a cp!
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Re: Hellsing
« Reply #9 on: March 25, 2017, 06:41:58 PM »
highkey in love with ur roleplays

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Re: Hellsing
« Reply #10 on: March 25, 2017, 06:49:31 PM »
reminds me when my character used to beat the shit out of everyone, but this one is a masterpiece

you're bringing the activity back up, good job

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Re: Hellsing
« Reply #11 on: March 25, 2017, 06:53:40 PM »
10/10 for old Cindy.
Eww... such a backstabber. It's good to know the real face of people.
Your signature is cool. but you're a jackass for doing that tbh.

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Re: Hellsing
« Reply #12 on: March 25, 2017, 08:05:32 PM »
Cant wait to decode the riddle.

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Re: Hellsing
« Reply #13 on: March 25, 2017, 08:17:59 PM »
Cant wait to decode the riddle.

Go straight ahead, the first encoded text has been given out.

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Re: Hellsing
« Reply #14 on: March 25, 2017, 08:23:22 PM »
I'm curious to know what is written on the wall and what did he say while stabbing the dog.
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