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genessia2019-01-09 11:21 pm
sonofbelmont) wrote in genessia2019-01-09 11:21 pm
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[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. ]
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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. ]
[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. ]
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Hell, you are being more of a nuisance zhan any of zhe vampires vithin zhe Everglade right now!
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[She grumbled softly.]
Vatever. Some two bit drunk hunter is hardly vorth my time. You probably couldn't aim zhat vhip properly in your state anyvay.
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[Maybe part of her wanted to fight just to see if what her father was worried about might be something to actually worry about.]
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[She huffs again, glaring with her arms crossed.]
Keep zhis up und I'm taking you down to zhe police station to sober up.
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