Alucard App
PLAYER
» Journal: ariyanaforever
» Birthdate/Age: July 9th, 1977, 31
CHARACTER
» Name: Alucard.
» Fandom: Hellsing.
» Reference: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alucard_%28Hellsing%29
» Canon Point: Volume 8, during his battle with Father Anderson.
» Gender: Male and male.
» Orientation: For Alucard I say it goes between pansexual or bisexual. He has lived for 500 years and has gotten to a point where he sees people as individual beings. Gender doesn't necessarily enter into the picture. Especially since canonically (of course he'll lose that ability) he can change his own gender as demonstrated within the Hellsing prequel, the Dawn. Hirano himself has stated in interviews that Alucard and Arthur Hellsing aka Integra's father, had a sexual relationship. Also in the manga Alucard is revealed to be Vlad Dracula. Historically Vlad Dracula was married and had children.
Furthermore in the manga, Alucard seemed to take particular delight in killing Rip Van Wrinkle, and it was all shades of sexual, then later he cried over the death of Alexander Anderson. It seems to me that Alucard is attracted to the person, not the gender. If they have a set of qualities that he finds appealing, then gender doesn't matter in the least to him.
SAMPLES
» amatomnes Entry: Whomever is responsible for my being here, show yourselves! I will forge a bloody path through this supposed paradise, leaving nothing unscathed if I am not answered! Hurry, if you do not want this place to burn! Hurry, hurry, hurry! I'm waiting for you! I will not allow you to separate me from my Master or her orders!
» amatomneslogs Entry: It was the warmth he noticed first. A warmth that he had not felt in centuries. It was the warmth generated from body heat trapped by a blanket. Though even in a dark haze he tell no one was lying beside him. Slowly the darkness retreated as his eyes began to open and search his unfamiliar surroundings. Was his heart...beating? His hand moved to his chest, but withheld a gasp. Wait was he breathing?
"What trickery is this?" he asked aloud. Slowly he sat up and that was when he noticed the dull ache. It had been a while since he had sex, and it had been even longer since he had felt the after ache of a strenuous round of loving making. However Alucard had a rather good memory when it came to such things. Only who had been his partner? It was then he remembered the fight with Anderson. "The Judas priest could not have done this..." he said trailing off. His beloved enemy was far too repressed to ever do something of this nature and Alucard surely would have remembered.
Having no shame or sense of modesty, Alucard climbed out of the bed uncaring of his nude state and looked about the room. "...Master? ...Integra are you here?" he called out somewhat cautiously. He teased Integra often, but he knew her to be pure...well at least pure when it came to sex. He chuckled to himself at the thought of her seeing him like this, in all his glory. Surely she would shout for him to dress himself immediately. He stopped in front of the mirror to study himself, his usually red eyes were green again. Were his eyes green back then? It had been so long since he had been...human. Wait was he human again? His hand moved to his mouth. No, that couldn't be. His fangs were still present. He closed his eyes trying to summon one of his shadows or call upon one of the enslaved souls that dwell within him. But nothing happened. Finally he noticed the black collar around his neck. "What the hell is this?" He growled.
The awe he had been feeling over the strange sensations associated with being alive were fading quickly; turning to annoyance. That annoyance was slowly giving way to anger. Who had brought him here? What sort of cruel trick was being played on him? How had they managed to make him a living vampire? Why the hell was he wearing a collar? These were all questions he wanted answered. Now.
Again he looked around the room, spotting his clothes folded on top of the bureau. The Jackal and the Casull and few extra clips for both weapons were beside the clothing. He strode toward the clothing and began dressing himself. "Quaint. I cannot even materialize my clothing," he said annoyed. It was the weight of the Jackal and Casull that really caught his attention. The fact that he could feel the weight of both weapons, when once a upon a time both felt feather light in his hands, annoyed him further. Alucard could not decide if this was a dream or a nightmare. Though he imagined in a dream that Integra would be lying beside him...or perhaps his beloved enemy. Or even Seras. But enough of that train of thought. He would not get answers to his questions by thinking of potential conquests to his bed after all.
» Journal: ariyanaforever
» Birthdate/Age: July 9th, 1977, 31
CHARACTER
» Name: Alucard.
» Fandom: Hellsing.
» Reference: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alucard_%28Hellsing%29
» Canon Point: Volume 8, during his battle with Father Anderson.
» Gender: Male and male.
» Orientation: For Alucard I say it goes between pansexual or bisexual. He has lived for 500 years and has gotten to a point where he sees people as individual beings. Gender doesn't necessarily enter into the picture. Especially since canonically (of course he'll lose that ability) he can change his own gender as demonstrated within the Hellsing prequel, the Dawn. Hirano himself has stated in interviews that Alucard and Arthur Hellsing aka Integra's father, had a sexual relationship. Also in the manga Alucard is revealed to be Vlad Dracula. Historically Vlad Dracula was married and had children.
Furthermore in the manga, Alucard seemed to take particular delight in killing Rip Van Wrinkle, and it was all shades of sexual, then later he cried over the death of Alexander Anderson. It seems to me that Alucard is attracted to the person, not the gender. If they have a set of qualities that he finds appealing, then gender doesn't matter in the least to him.
SAMPLES
» amatomnes Entry: Whomever is responsible for my being here, show yourselves! I will forge a bloody path through this supposed paradise, leaving nothing unscathed if I am not answered! Hurry, if you do not want this place to burn! Hurry, hurry, hurry! I'm waiting for you! I will not allow you to separate me from my Master or her orders!
» amatomneslogs Entry: It was the warmth he noticed first. A warmth that he had not felt in centuries. It was the warmth generated from body heat trapped by a blanket. Though even in a dark haze he tell no one was lying beside him. Slowly the darkness retreated as his eyes began to open and search his unfamiliar surroundings. Was his heart...beating? His hand moved to his chest, but withheld a gasp. Wait was he breathing?
"What trickery is this?" he asked aloud. Slowly he sat up and that was when he noticed the dull ache. It had been a while since he had sex, and it had been even longer since he had felt the after ache of a strenuous round of loving making. However Alucard had a rather good memory when it came to such things. Only who had been his partner? It was then he remembered the fight with Anderson. "The Judas priest could not have done this..." he said trailing off. His beloved enemy was far too repressed to ever do something of this nature and Alucard surely would have remembered.
Having no shame or sense of modesty, Alucard climbed out of the bed uncaring of his nude state and looked about the room. "...Master? ...Integra are you here?" he called out somewhat cautiously. He teased Integra often, but he knew her to be pure...well at least pure when it came to sex. He chuckled to himself at the thought of her seeing him like this, in all his glory. Surely she would shout for him to dress himself immediately. He stopped in front of the mirror to study himself, his usually red eyes were green again. Were his eyes green back then? It had been so long since he had been...human. Wait was he human again? His hand moved to his mouth. No, that couldn't be. His fangs were still present. He closed his eyes trying to summon one of his shadows or call upon one of the enslaved souls that dwell within him. But nothing happened. Finally he noticed the black collar around his neck. "What the hell is this?" He growled.
The awe he had been feeling over the strange sensations associated with being alive were fading quickly; turning to annoyance. That annoyance was slowly giving way to anger. Who had brought him here? What sort of cruel trick was being played on him? How had they managed to make him a living vampire? Why the hell was he wearing a collar? These were all questions he wanted answered. Now.
Again he looked around the room, spotting his clothes folded on top of the bureau. The Jackal and the Casull and few extra clips for both weapons were beside the clothing. He strode toward the clothing and began dressing himself. "Quaint. I cannot even materialize my clothing," he said annoyed. It was the weight of the Jackal and Casull that really caught his attention. The fact that he could feel the weight of both weapons, when once a upon a time both felt feather light in his hands, annoyed him further. Alucard could not decide if this was a dream or a nightmare. Though he imagined in a dream that Integra would be lying beside him...or perhaps his beloved enemy. Or even Seras. But enough of that train of thought. He would not get answers to his questions by thinking of potential conquests to his bed after all.