AMAT APPLICATION
PLAYER
» Journal: Talia_of_Eragon
» Birthdate/Age: May 18, 1983: 25
» Characters Played: Kenshin Himura (heart0fsword)
CHARACTER
» Name: Seras Victoria
» Fandom: Hellsing
» Reference: Wiki (I really don't care for the wiki descriptions here... it seems... kind of off to me in a few sections, but I don't have any better links...)
» Canon Point: Volume 4, Chapter 5 "Call to Power" (Literally while she's asleep in her coffin on the plane)
» Gender: Female both inside and out!
» Orientation: Honestly, Seras has never really thought that far... She has had other things going on in her life that have taken more of a predominance over anything else. However, if she was flat out asked she would probably say heterosexual, and for all intents and purposes that is probably true. For the purposes of Amat I wouldn't doubt some bisexual tendencies may come up simply for ease of survival.
» Personality: Seras has a distinct naivete about her. Despite being an adult she has a very girlish quality about her in dealing with most situations. Outside of her more childish ways she is also fiercely loyal with dogged conviction when it really matters--as seen especially in the defense of Sir Hellsing in multiple places in the manga (the two scenes I'm thinking of off-hand being against Alexander Anderson in Volume 1, and against the invading Iscariot in volume 7) and the Hellsing Headquarters during the Millennium attack lead by Zorin Blitz. She has a very strong sense of justice and a want to protect people-as seen by her very early desire to be a police officer. One of the more key elements of Seras’ personality is her intense need to cling to her humanity, despite having chosen the path of being a monster, most notable in her flat out refusal to drink blood saying that she felt she would lose a part of herself forever if she did-and she held to that stubbornness through her entire time with Hellsing up to the point that Sir Hellsing had to order her to finally drink blood. Her ability to hold to her humanity-or even innocence you could say-after being made a vampire probably says more about her than anything else. She’s an enigma in the Hellsing universe, not quite falling in any of the pre-existing categories and in all reality is still more human after she became a monster than the vast majority of the actual humans in the manga. As far as Atia is concerned, she will probably be reacting to the new change in circumstances the same way she did to her new found vampirism: with bumbling hesitance and lingering stubbornness.
» Appearance: Seras is average to above average height (I can't find a standard height for her), is extremely curvy (the phrase 'comically large breasts' comes to mind...), has short blonde hair and blue eyes.
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SAMPLES
» "amatomnes" Entry:
Hello, this is Officer Seras Victoria, requesting information regarding my current whereabouts. From what I’ve already been told it’s common to be abducted to this place. Some of this information… seems a bit perverted ridiculous outrageous far-fetched to be true. Any help would be appreciated--particularly in regards to the nature of these collars and the location of this island. Thank you.
» "amatomneslogs" Entry:
The sound of quiet snoring filled the room while Seras had a very sound, pleasant sleep--completely free of odd floating hairy fat men claiming to be the spirit of her gun. The fewer of those dreams she could have the better. She let out a pleasant little hum, rolling a little more to her side, snuggling more into the covers while half-burying her face into her pillow. Mmm… silk sheets…
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Silk sheets…?
…
Pillow…?
…
That wasn’t right… she was in a coffin aboard a Vatican airplane flying back to England from South America?
…
That’s what it was supposed to be.
She finally cracked one eye open in slight irritation to see what was going. Alright. This was not the inside of a coffin. What now? She turned over and sat up, blinking twice, taking in the room. She was about to speak when her attention was drawn to the very significant draft that seemed to be… well… everywhere. She glanced down at herself, turning beat red realizing she was stark naked and with a very loud yelp grabbed the covers and dove back back under them.
After a moment a shakey pathetic voice found its way from out of the pile of sheets at the head of the bed. “M-Master!!! What’s going on!?! If this is a joke it isn’t funny!!!"
She waited for a long few seconds, there being no verbal answer… and no telepathic one either. She rutched around under the sheets a little more before sitting up, the fabric pulled tight around her shoulders and chest and even draping over the top of her head like some sort of hood, trying to hide ever inch of herself. She crept toward the edge of the bed, not letting go of the sheet and got her feet to the floor, standing and starting to walk around the room.
“Master?” she padded a little further. “Captain Bernodette?"
This wasn’t making any sense whatsoever. She could believe that maybe, maybe it was her Master playing some sort of a trick, but… not when they were in the middle of a mission. Alright, technically the mission was over, but the situation was still too tense to be joking around and… and…
…
And she felt warm…
…
She was breathing… and…
She untangled one hand from the deathgrip she had on the sheet and inched her fingers up to her neck. She felt a strap of leather at the base of her throat, but at the moment that was an incidental. She pressed two fingers to her pulse line… and found exactly that…
A pulse…
The panic over waking unclothed in a strange room fell away instantly to this new discovery…
“I’m… I’m alive…”
She glanced around again, shaking her head until the sheet fell away and she could see clearly again. “I’m…"
She pressed her lips together again, studying her surroundings very seriously now, and getting a slightly sick knot in her stomach. “Master… What’s going on…?”
But clearly, her Master wasn’t there to answer her.