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Vladimir Dalca

"I'm a barbarian in course, but not in presentation."

0 · 1,112 views · located in Breckenridge Asylum

a character in “Enter the Asylum”, as played by peace_of_mind7

Description




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“I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti”
― Thomas Harris, The Silence of the Lambs




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“I ate a Danish. Better than eating someone from Finland.
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― Jarod Kintz, This Book Has No Title




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| Full Name |
Vladimir Alin Dalca


| Nickname |
Hannibal, Vlad, Dalca


|Date of Birth|
October 4th, 1945


|Date of Death|
October 13th, 1972


|Ethnicity|
Romanian


| Age |
Twenty-seven


| Gender |
Male


| Role |
The Sociopathic Orderly \\ Poltergeist




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“A kiss is the beginning of cannibalism.”
― Georges Bataille



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| Likes |

Blood // Screams // Begs for Mercy // Science // Dark Meat // Human Flesh // Hunting People // Dark Rooms // Cold Areas // Blades // Needles // Toying with the Wayward Souls // Crushing Skulls


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White Meat \\ When his prey gets away \\ Waiting \\ Coagulated Blood

That's about it...


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He fears nothing, aside from starvation




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“The bad news is the butcher’s dead. The good news is there’ll be no need for a funeral, and I’ve got enough meat to last for weeks. 
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― Jarod Kintz, The Days of Yay are Here! Wake Me Up When They're Over



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| Personality |

Find out in the RP...


| History |

Vladimir's past is generally unknown. He arrived at the asylum when he was merely twenty years old, giving his employer a fake resume and a sketchy background check. He wasn't questioned as he was given the job and during his time at work, he'd sneak into the quarters of some of the unfortunate souls before dragging them out of their beds in the dead of night. He'd attach a mussel to their faces to muffle their screams as he forced them into any secluded area he could find, but he mainly prefers the kitchen because then he could steal some seasoning for his meat and there were so many ways to kill them there.

He'd eat the flesh and lick the bones clean; sometimes feasting on the meat while it was raw or cooking it, depending on how much time he had under his belt. Once he was done, he'd bury the bones in the woods behind the asylum. There were times when he'd trap wanderers in the woods with rope, causing them to dangle haphazardly from trees. The possibilities were endless for him.

It wasn't until Carmine caught Vlad in mid-bite of an unlucky nymphomaniac that the two psychopaths banded together. Vladimir was merely interested in having someone cook his meals just how he liked it. They had a deal; Vlad drags in the victims, the doctor plays his games, and Vladdy got a meal for the night. He became Carmines watchdog, staying loyal to the hand that fed him and nothing more and nothing less.

He perished the night the asylum was raided. He was in the midst of decapitating a mental patient when the door sudden burst open and a red dot was illuminating his forehead. He bared his sharpened teeth at the men; eye wild and carnal as he crouched over his prey. He didn't go out without a fight. Vlad was quick, chomping down on a officer's hand before he had a chance to cuff him. Essence drenched his mouth, cloaking his pallet with its warmth and copper aftertaste. It was last spurt of blood he'd ever taste before the first bullet pierced his brain stem and the last collided with his heart. He was shot five times, but he died after the first blow.

Family Tree

He doesn't have one.




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Bodies // Drowning Pool

Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floooooor
Beaten why for (why for)
Can't take much more
Here we go!
Here we go!
Here we go!
One - Nothing wrong with me
Two - Nothing wrong with me
Three - Nothing wrong with me
Four - Nothing wrong with me

One - Something's got to give
Two - Something's got to give
Three - Something's got to give
Now
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the flooooor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the flooooor
Now!
Push me again
This is the end
Here we go!
Here we go!
Here we go!
One - Nothing wrong with me
Two - Nothing wrong with me
Three - Nothing wrong with me
Four - Nothing wrong with me
One - Something's got to give
Two - Something's got to give
Three - Something's got to give
Now
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the flooooor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Skin against skin blood and bone
You're all by yourself but you're not alone
You wanted in now you're here
Driven by hate
consumed by fear
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floooooooor
One - Nothing wrong with me
Two - Nothing wrong with me
Three - Nothing wrong with me
Four - Nothing wrong with me
One - Something's got to give
Two - Something's got to give
Three - Something's got to give
Now
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the flooooor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor




So begins...

Vladimir Dalca's Story