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[sonofbelmont]

Video/voice:

[If anyone ever thought Trevor Fucking Belmont was good at following directions especially when irritated, they clearly have never met the man at all. He woke up feeling like a spider demon's lunch, harassed by some creepy hologram ghost girl, and he was given a stupid device that he didn't even know what to do with. Blah blah blah some kind of police force, blah blah blah get a job and get a home, blah blah blah all of this was going in one ear and out the other.

There was wind blowing into the speaker of the phone and the video being shown was literally just the palm of a hand because he pressed a few buttons and got bored with it and decided to venture off instead. ]

Yep this is just my fucking luck. Laugh it up god. I bet you're having a real fucking blast now!

[ That definitely is the voice of someone screaming at the sky like that'll help anything. Followed by the sound of the phone being thrown against the ground and shutting off. ]


Action:
EVERGLADE

[ Trevor swears he must be the most unluckiest bastard to ever exist. After finally leaving that strange starting area, getting stuck in the murky water for a while and then cracking the screen of his phone device he finally found himself at the gates of Everglade.

He wandered the streets, getting this eerily familiar feeling to home. It sent shivers up his spine just thinking about it. He half expected a hoard of vampires to come swooping in to attack.

Shudders

He spent the evening trying to get his bearings in this place cursing god and the holy spirits. Even going as far as to curse Alucard. This was probably his fault somehow anyway.

If he wasn't wandering the streets spouting out every curse that came to his mind, he was wasting all of his money that they were so nice to give him in a pricy bar called the Holy Diver. It was the first joint he saw that sold alcohol, and despite its appearance and several "Can't wait for god to smite me for drinking in his home" comments, he didn't care. He just didn't care right now. Keep the drinks coming because that's his life right now. He's lost. He has no idea where the hell home is, so this seat is now his home.


If you weren't lucky enough to catch the oaf spending his money recklessly don't worry. After being cut off from his drinking, he stumbles down the streets looking for a nice alley or maybe a tree to make himself comfortable in. Don't let his drunken appearance fool you though. He's armed with the morning star and he's actually pretty good with a whip when he needs to be. ]

Comments

Video

[youfool]

Hehe, welcome back, er...

[He'd never heard the guy's name over the network. He'll have to go with a title or profession or something.]

believer.

[Perfect.]

Rare's the one to acknowledge the Almighty, let alone credit him with much mirth. What's troubling you beyond the displacement?

Video

[sonofbelmont]

[ Please don't judge the surprised sound coming from this end. He didn't expect his phone device to actually talk back to him. ]

It fucking talks? of course it does. Why wouldn't it talk?

[ Trevor pokes at the phone on the ground as he crouches into view. ]

Re: Video -> Voice

[youfool]

[At first his stupid, obvious nature wants to chime him in on the wonders of modern technology.

But his stupider, mischievous nature wins out.]

Sure I do! I'm your helpful phone companion, or PC for short. Now, you give me a name, and I'll give you my eternal servitude.

[Off goes the video to make it perfect.]

Voice

[sonofbelmont]

Yeah I'm not interested in a freaky talking box. Now cram it before I toss you in a lake.

[ he lets out a huff as he stares at the phone longer. Why does everything in this place piss him off? ]

Re: Voice

[youfool]

Beware the sin of sloth! You'll need my services should you wish to eke out any respectable existence here, and it'll cost you a pretty penny to get another of me. Do not offend thy Lord with senseless waste.

Besides, I'll allow you to talk to whomever you like whenever you like. I'll be your nearest, dearest aid for socializing. Doesn't that please you?

Voice

[sonofbelmont]

You're lookin' at the wrong person if your trying to find something respectable.

[ He rolls his eyes at this stupid talking mirror box. He feels so foolish actually talking to it, but no one else was around so... ]

And I don't do socializing either.

[Action: Everglade]

[singinghuntress]

[It was late in the evening when Rip finally got off her shift at Jolly Eddy's to head home. Apparently her path tonight took her near Holy Diver just in time to run into someone stumbling out of the bar.

She tenses for a moment as the stench of alcohol floods her senses and she shoves the person away. Something..didn't sit right with her senses as every red flag seemed to raise.]

Hey, vatch it!

Action;

[sonofbelmont]

[ Look. She doesn't own the whole sidewalk as far as he's concerned. He seems to sway away from her when he gets shoved but that wasn't the end of it. He let out an irritated huff and turned around. ]

I see plenty of room to walk, don't you?

Re: Action;

[singinghuntress]

[She growled faintly for a few moments before taking a step back as she flashed fangs until she realized why all the mental red flags went up.]

It's not my fault you're drunk und can't keep your footing.

Action;

[sonofbelmont]

[ He was going to play the lovable drunk. Just to get this woman off his case when he saw those fangs of hers. Quickly his eyes narrow and his hand moves to his waist where a chained whip hangs. He wouldn't pull it out just yet, but and his actions may be a bit sluggish, but when he saw those fangs he became a whole lot more alert. ]

You mind flashin' those in another direction? I'm not in the mood.

Re: Action;

[singinghuntress]

[Her eyes quickly followed his movements towards the whip as she instinctively took a step back. That weapon already had her on edge and so did he.]

Und I'm not in zhe mood to explain to my fazher or my sisters vhy I vas fighting vith a Belmont.

So take your hand avay from zhat veapon und just valk avay before ve both get hurt.

Action;

[sonofbelmont]

Dont worry, if you don't back off now, you won't have to explain anything to your little family.

[ He doesn't take his hand away, in fact the grip on his whip seems to tighten. He wasn't afraid of what might come from this. If she wanted a fight, he would damn well give her one.]

action;

[sonofdracula]

[ The hunter's sudden disappearance had been noted by the dhampir though, with having been laying low for as long as he has since his mother's own disappearance from this world, he had still been around, if you'd like, in case for either of their return, for he had been informed that his mother, especially, had returned a few times.

So imagine his surprise when he catches wind of the hunter's scent... drenched in alcohol. How charming, the evening is going to be like this, is it?

Nevertheless, when he finds the Belmont, he stands there from a certain distance and merely watches him for a moment or two. Why? To see him stumble about like a damn fool, that's why. It's only after he settles himself in the alley that he finally approaches him. ]

And here I thought I wouldn't be graced with seeing such a sight from you ever again.

action;

[sonofbelmont]

[ He recognizes that voice, that tone. Even if his brain hasn't registered it fully with how sluggish his reactions were, he recognized it right away. ]

Oh that's just T damn fucking riffic. Stuck in this shitty hell hole. Every damn turn just gives me the fucking creeps. I have no idea where the hell I am or how I even got here and to top off this wonderful day, you're here.

[ Wait....! Trevor quickly turned his head around to see Alucard looming over him. ]

You're here!

[sonofdracula]

Yes, though I suppose the more pressing question is whether or not you're here.

[ That is to say... just how drunk the hunter currently is, if at all. ]

[sonofbelmont]

[ Look, Alucard. You and Sypha are like 90% of his impulse control. Without knowing of either of them were here he just sort of... well.

He huffed softly and turned his head to the side, avoiding eye contact completely. He didn't need to be judged for what he did. Seeing Alucard here did seem to sober him up just a little though.]

Haha. You think you're so damn clever, don't you?

[sonofdracula]

Oh, I know I am. I'm not the one stumbling around the streets like a drunk.

[ To which the dhampir comes a little closer and allows eyes of gold to look down to the hunter. ]

When did you return?

[sonofbelmont]

Because you don't know how to have fun.

[ Trevor takes a glance over and just finds himself burying his face in his hands instead. Don't come closer, Alucard! How is he supposed to hide how strongly he smells of alcohol if you lean closer?? Let him be in denial for a little longer at least.
It took him a moment before turning his head again, his eyes trying to read Alucard, but he was looking a little blurry at the moment.]

What do you mean return? You sure you haven't had one too many?

[Action]

[scarlet_devil]

[ There is a bat sat in one of the trees nearby... and if it looks like it's watching him, that's because it is. One of many such bats, and they are Remilia's eyes and ears here in Everglade. ]

[Action]

[sonofbelmont]

[ Aaah. What a nice looking tree. Now this is a simple pleasure that Trevor could definitely get behind. Look at this gorgeous tree. Trevor stumbles his way over, not even realizing there was a vampire, let alone a little bat hiding in this tree. Instead he just plops himself on the ground, leaning right up against it. ]

Re: [Action]

[scarlet_devil]

[ The bat and some others take to the air shortly after he starts to relax... and reform some distance away into a young looking, but old and powerful vampire girl. ]

I suppose it was a matter of time before you showed up again. [ And that sure was a French accent. ]

[Action]

[sonofbelmont]

[ Trevor opens an eye to give the girl a curious glance before shutting them both again. He almost seems like a harmless drunken idiot lying there. But he couldn't see fangs or anything on her from this distance so to him she just seemed like a strange little girl. ]

Go home to your parents kid. This is no place for you.

Re: [Action]

[scarlet_devil]

[ Well, those wings can be hard to see in the dark. ]

I'm far older than you... and is that anyway to talk to a Guardian?

[Action]

[sonofbelmont]

Look, the big drunk wants to sleep off this haze. He didn't ask for any sass from a five year old.

[notquitedracula]

[During his wanderings, Trevor might have happened across a small shop, whose owner was currently hanging the 'Closed' sign outside of. Nothing odd about that, since it's after dark. But the person hanging that sign is certainly not ordinary.

For one thing, he's albino - pure white hair, pale skin, and all. He's wearing a long white coat with a furred collar, not unlike Trevor's own cloak - not out of the ordinary, considering how cold it was - and otherwise pretty normal clothes. Black turtleneck, blue bootcut jeans, and reinforced boots. The oddest thing, though, is that he's apparently standing a couple feet off the ground to change that sign.

Does Trevor want to investigate, or continue on his way?]