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Alucard

"The Bird of Hermes is my name; eating my wings to make me tame."

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by TheNoremac42

Description

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Vladimar Tepes Dracul
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The Blood King
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Art by TheNoremac42@Deviantart.com

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Personal Information
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Full Name
Lord Vladimar Tepes Dracul

Description

Age:
Approximately 600 years

Gender:
Male

Race/Main:
Humanoid

Race/Sub:
Vampire

Honorifics|Titles|Nicknames
Many including...
The Ultimate Vampire
The Bird of Hermes
The Impaling Prince
The True Immortal
Monster of Monsters
Alucard
Vlad the Impaler

Sexual Orientation:
Hetero

Birthplace:
Transylvania
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Date of Birth:
Winter of 1431

Marking|Tattoos|Piercings:
None

Height:
7'

Weight
300 lbs.

Physical Condition:
Muscular

Current Residence
Unknown

Former Residence
Transylvania
Hellsing Manor
Castle Vankoryth

Family/Relatives:
The Dracul Family

Friends/Comrades:
A few

Enemies
"Incompetent" vampires
The Catholic Church

Rivals
The Catholic Church

Organizations/Tribes/Clans:
Vankoryth Detente
House Dracul

Former Affiliations:
Hellsing Organization

Disabilities:

Personality:
He fights with ferocity and often-extreme cruelty, rarely inflicting the killing blow until his target has been totally disabled and humiliated. However, he does seem to have some small shred of humanity left in him. Vladimar also has a very big ego, and frequently taunts his opponents. However, because of this arrogance, he can sometimes be taken by surprised. Underneath this attitude, Vladimar seems deeply sad and envious of humans, because they are blessed with the gift of death. He regrets his decision to become an immortal. Also, Vladimar holds high esteem for humans who take pride in themselves. He respects humans that show bravery. In contrast, he despises most other vampires because they seem to kill without cause. Alucard is not entirely against immortality. Rather, he believes it is something to be earned.

Likes:
Humans with pride or that show bravery
A worthy adversary

Dislikes:
Vampires that kill without purpose

Psychological Condition:
Possibly insane, though there are few who are worthy of judging the state of his mind.

Alignment:
Chaotic Good and Lawful Evil hybrid





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Equipment
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:Attire:

Vladimar clads himself in the garb and armor of knight of the medieval era. Draped in a suit of steel plate armor, he can stand as a very intimidating foe to even the most seasoned of warriors. A long tattered black cape and cloak flows behind him, marred by centuries of combat.

:Weapon(s):

Sangentis, the Blood Drinker


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|Abilities|Traits|Racial|
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Abilities

Shadowmancy

Intangibility

Summon Familiars

Raise Dead

Shapeshifting

Minor Weather Control

Teleportation

Illusions

Psionics

Plague

Sanguis Ignis

Principatus Noche Bestia

Traits

Marksmanship

Swordsmanship

Immunity to Vampric Weaknesses

Memory/Soul Absorption

Sense Supernatural

Advanced Regeneration

Superhuman senses

Superhuman Speed

Superhuman Strength

Racial

Immortality

Flight

Creation of Fledgelings



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Current History
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Past History
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Era of Vlad Tepes III

Era of Count Dracula

Era of Alucard


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Alucard's Story

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In the corner of the infamous bar sat a lone figure. He was clad in a classic Victorian style charcoal suit, leather riding boots, a flamboyant, intricately knotted red cravat, a blood-red duster, and a matching crimson fedora with a wide floppy rim. A pair of circular, tinted, wire-framed auburn shades concealed crimson eyes. Two white gloves gripped his hands. One lightly held a wine glass filled with a deep red liquid. The figure scanned the other tenants with mild interest. There was an aura of confidence about him that set him apart from an average man.

"It is a fine night tonight..." he thought to himself.

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The man lifted the wine glass and took a sip of the red liquid. It slowly flowed down the wall of the glass and into his mouth. He set it down on the table with a soft clack. Some of the red liquid trickled down his chin.

"Ah, Madam DeLuca..." he thought to himself. "It's been a long time, and look... She has a fledgling!"

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A wicked grin spread across Alucard's face. He could feel the lone human's anxiety mixed with that of the fledgling. The elder vampire could even smell the faint trace of gun powder emanating from him. His quickening pulse was music to the vampire's ears. Oh how priceless will his face be once he comes face-to-face with a real vampire!

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Alucard eyed Ivan through his auburn shades. From beneath the dark concealing shadow of the red fedora, the elder vampire's sneer only intensified. Oh look, a puppy! Did the doggy come to play? He then glanced at Chiara and lifted his wine glass in greeting. The runic pentagram emblazoned across his snow-white glove was partially visible.

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When the human left, Alucard gave a small smirk before turning his attention to Ivan. He raised his eyebrow as the weapon was pointed at him. A thunderous crack wrung through the air as the weapon discharged. The elder vampire slammed into the back of his booth and his head cracked into the seat with a dull thud. A trickle of blood slipped down his crimson trench-coat, and the auburn shades fell to the ground.

A moment passed before a dark sadistic cackle rang through the room. It was the cackle of a mad man - a man who was accustomed to bathing in seas of blood. Slowly, Alucard's head rose and he glared at Ivan with eyes red as the blood that flowed down his body.

"Well what do ya know..." he said in a dark tone. His voice bore a mishmash of European accents. "... So am I."

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"I have another idea..." Alucard replied before suddenly vanishing in a blur of red. His tall frame was now directly in between Chiara and Ivan. Gripped in his gloved hands were two enormous pistols that appeared far too large for a normal man to wield effectively. One was a silverish hue with an abnormally long barrel. Engraved into the side were the words Hellsing 454 Casull AUTO. The other gun was black and even larger. Engraved across its barrel was Jesus Christ is in Heaven Now, a mockery of an old adversary from long ago.

Alucard bore an almost psychotic grin.

"How about we play a game..."[/i] he finally said. "Let's see how many bullets we can stand before just collapsing into a pile of flesh and blood. What do you say to that, mut?"

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Alucard's body jerked after each spray of pellets. He wasn't even trying to dodge them! The elder vampire simply stood there and accepted the attack. His feet slid outward slightly as a miniature waterfall of blood dribbled to the floor, coating it with the dark crimson liquid. After a moment, another dark cackle resonated from the man's - no, monster's - throat.

"He he he he ha... He he ha ha ha.... MEHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"

Click. Click.

"My turn..."

The vampire lifted the massive pistols and directed them at Ivan. A roar of thunder shook the room as the clips emptied. Wood splintered as the blessed silver bullets screamed out of their cages and erupted from their mercury charged ignitions.

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At the entrance from the strange holy being, Alucard released an audible wince and took a step back as he gripped his chest. He glared angrily at Lilith before looking at Ivan. "Perhaps... I was starting to actually have fun though!" How dare that wench ruin his entertainment?!

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"Well that was a mood killer!" Alucard said giving his pistols a spin and thrust them into their holsters. With that he simply retreated into the shadows and stepped through a wall as if it was air.

"I'm gonna go take a walk... Be back in a few!"

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In the corner of the infamous bar sat a lone figure. He was clad in a classic Victorian style charcoal suit, leather riding boots, a flamboyant, intricately knotted red cravat, a blood-red duster, and a matching crimson fedora with a wide floppy rim. A pair of circular, tinted, wire-framed auburn shades concealed crimson eyes. Two white gloves gripped his hands. One lightly held a wine glass filled with a deep red liquid. The figure scanned the other tenants with mild interest. There was an aura of confidence about him that set him apart from an average man.

"It is a fine night tonight..." he thought to himself.

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The man lifted the wine glass and took a sip of the red liquid. It slowly flowed down the wall of the glass and into his mouth. He set it down on the table with a soft clack. Some of the red liquid trickled down his chin.

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From beneath the concealing shadow of his crimson fedora, the mysterious man eyed Adrian with mild curiosity through his auburn shades. He traced the lip of his wine glass with a single gloved finger. The light reflected briefly across the glove before it was quickly swallowed up by the shadows. A runic pentagram was emblazoned across its surface. His lips peeled back in an almost psychotic grin.

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He gave a small smirk. New blood. Alucard rarely met any older vampires now-a-days. They were all naive upstarts that killed and hunted for kicks. No class! This one did not seem so bad, however. The elder vampire eyed the one in his arms. That one he senses was much older - closer to his generation.

Alucard lifted his hand and tipped the brim of his fedora towards the two in greeting.

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So that was what he smelled. Alucard sensed the impurity in the man's blood, but the thoughts he intercepted confirmed his hypothesis. He rolled his neck back, causing his auburn shades to droop down his nose slightly, revealing two red slitted pupils on his eyes.

"Beautiful night, isn't it, hybrid?" he said calmly. His voice bore a mishmash of European accents and a confidence that set himself high above everyone else in the room. "It's especially beautiful, of course, if you're a bloodsucker."

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"Y'know... You should really learn how to keep your stray thoughts to yourself. I mean, your mind is practically an open book!" he sneered. Clearly the built up centuries had taken a toll on this man's sanity.

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The elder vampire merely chuckled at the fledgling. It was a very twisted and disturbing cackle - the cackle of a mad man. Pathetic. He will learn though. Sink or swim - that was the way of the Night Walker. Either you live long enough to figure out how to survive, or you get cut down right out of the grave. Despite being humans, Alucard had met several very capable vampire hunters...

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"I believe it is time to take an enthusiastic walk through the woods..." he said calmly to no one in particular. Suddenly, the frame of the elder vampire seemed to dissolve into the shadows. Then he was gone.

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In the corner of the infamous bar sat a lone figure. He was clad in a classic Victorian style charcoal suit, leather riding boots, a flamboyant, intricately knotted red cravat, a blood-red duster, and a matching crimson fedora with a wide floppy rim. A pair of circular, tinted, wire-framed auburn shades. Two white gloves gripped his hands. One lightly held a wine glass filled with a deep red liquid. The figure scanned the other tenants with mild interest. There was an aura of confidence about him that set him apart from an average man.

"It is a fine night tonight..." he thought to himself.

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In the corner of the infamous bar sat a lone figure. He was clad in a classic Victorian style charcoal suit, leather riding boots, a flamboyant, intricately knotted red cravat, a blood-red duster, and a matching crimson fedora with a wide floppy rim. A pair of circular, tinted, wire-framed auburn shades concealed crimson eyes. Two white gloves gripped his hands. One lightly held a wine glass filled with a deep red liquid. The figure scanned the other tenants with mild interest. There was an aura of confidence about him that set him apart from an average man.

"It is a fine night tonight..." he thought to himself. "And the silly Humans are at it again... After all these centuries, nothing changes..."

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In the corner of the infamous bar sat a lone figure. He was clad in a classic Victorian style charcoal suit, leather riding boots, a flamboyant, intricately knotted red cravat, a blood-red duster, and a matching crimson fedora with a wide floppy rim. A pair of circular, tinted, wire-framed auburn shades concealed crimson eyes. Two white gloves gripped his hands. One lightly held a wine glass filled with a deep red liquid. The figure observed the hostilities with fascination. There was an aura of confidence about him that set him apart from an average man.

"Humans..." he chuckled darkly. "They never surprise me... After all these centuries, nothing ever changes."

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"Oh dear..." the elder vampire snickered arrogantly. "This is new..." Alucard simply melded into the shadows and vanished.

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Thunder shrieked and shook the street block's foundation to its knees as lightning illuminated the silhouette of a dark figure that stood on the corner. Eerie glowing blue eyes flashed from within the concealing shadow of a black fedora and trench coat. The roar of fierce rain surged around him.

The cloaked man slowly and deliberately strode into the street. Water droplets formed small rivers and reservoirs as thick black boots hit the floor with a series of thuds. By all appearances, this was an ordinary man seeking shelter, a drink, and a hot meal. However, those more attuned to the spiritual and arcane would sense a tremendous amount of power that resonated from him. Those who listened closely would hear subtle yet dark whispers that echoed from the being. Dark power, of fire and ice, fear and shadow, death and chaos, clung to the man. An aura of fiery rage, dark hatred, cold sorrow, and endless suffering flowed from him.

He saw the corpses of the fallen float away in the blue light and frowned beneath his fedora.

"Return to me, my brothers," his voice rung through the spirit realm. "Your other siblings have need of you. Return to us, so your true potential and destiny may be reached."

With that, the corpses began to writhe in the air. Their eyes erupted with a ghostly blue flame. The flame flowed from their bodies and descended to the ground. Dark living shades of rage, hatred, sorrow, and suffering rose in their place.

Then, just as quickly as he appeared, the cloaked man vanished into the shadows. The shades followed.

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A dark chuckle pierced the stillness of the forest as a thick layer of fog formed across the ground. From the far side of the clearing emerged a sliver of red. The brim of a crimson fedora came into view as a tall man stepped through a tree as if it were air. He was clad in a matching blood-red trench-coat and classic Victorian style charcoal suit, leather riding boots, and a flamboyant intricately knotted red cravat. Auburn glasses glistened from the light of the moon. White gloves wrapped his hands. Across his face was a near psychotic grin. There was an aura of confidence about him that set him apart from an average man.

"Well well..." he smirked. His voice was a mishmash of European accents. "It has been a while since I have witnessed a meeting like this. Are there no refreshments?" Alucard raised his eyebrow.

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The elder vampire in red lifted an eyebrow beneath his auburn shades. His wicked grin locked into place. "Ahh... It has been a very long time, Casren. What brings you to this stretch of the world?" he asked. Alucard and Casren were old acquaintances, from the Old World and his glory era. The vampire would likely have been hardly recognizable, due to his change in garb. There was also a slight shift in his demeanor.

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"I agree..." replied Alucard. "What little of our kind I encounter possess a distinct lack of class. They kill without purpose or for the sheer thrill. It sickens me. We are monsters, yes, but not animals or savages. Immortality should be earned and not wasted on the likes of delinquents."