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Anderson Quest: Killing Vampires and Werewolves and Leprechauns (Hellsing/Bloodborne)

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    • Yeah, that last statement had "shut your facehole, we're done" written all over it. You're not getting anything more out of the old man for now.

    You hear him return to his fiddling as you make your way back outside, back towards the graves where you do the waking up thing. The wakey-uppy graves.

    You really a better term for those. Graves of Awakening? Nah, sounds like one of those dime-a-dozen romance novels lonely women get to dream about fucking vampires or zombies or whatever the shit they get their rocks off to these days.

    Despite your best efforts to be stealthy, which admittedly weren't particularly good efforts considering your stature and general distaste for any sort of subtlety whatsoever, the Doll wakes as you approach. With a slight yawn, she rises to her full height, which remains impressive, and looks at you with a smile.

    "Welcome home, good Hunter. I must have drifted off...what is it you desire?"

    "Din't mean ta disturb ye, Lass. Just on my way back to the city."

    "You need not reproach yourself, good Hunter. I am here to aid you. How go your travels in the waking world?"

    "'Excitin'' might be the best word."

    She perks up at that.

    "Do you think you could tell me about them? I have not heard of the waking world in some time."

    You realize that you're not in any real hurry. Plus, it is a Dream, after all.

    "Aye, I can do that."

    You tell her of your meetings with Iosefka and Gilbert, seeing her smile as you describe the two good souls you've met in your travels. You tell her of the wolf beasts, of the little coven of assholes you tossed one of them into, and of your brawl with the Cleric Beast.

    "...and the thing's still trynna kill me! It's swingin' its head this way and that trynna bash me head in with its horns! Had to take its whole damn head off before it'd stop"

    "Most impressive, good Hunter," she says, enraptured by your tale.

    "Tha's not the best part, though. Afterwards, those two crows showed up again! And the bitey one even dropped me some blood vials. Prob'ly saw me pickin' them up earlier and thought 'hey, that big fucker that's makin' all this food for us likes these things. Maybe if I give him some he'll keep doin' it.'"

    She giggles at that. "You seem to have found yourself a flock after all, Hunter Anderson."

    "Ha, yeah. Kinda thinkin' o' givin' them names, honestly. Don't really wanna just call them 'The Bitey One' and 'The Asshole.'"

    "I must say you have something of a dilemma, then. Do you name fat birds that eat dead things after people you like or people you don't?"

    That's actually a good point. You're not sure if it's an honor to have one of those things named after you, but appropriate as it would be, it would be kinda weird to be followed around by something named "The Major." On further consider-

    Did she just make a bird pun?!

    [] People you like
    -[] Who?

    [] People you don't like
    -[] Who?

    [] Write in...
     
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    • [X] Wrath
    [X] Greed

    We just call the nippy one Wrath and the other one Greed. This way when we teach about the traits of sin we can use those two as examples.
     
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    [X] People you like
    -[X] Alucard
    Always a fun time with that one

    [X] People you don't like
    -[X] Integra
    The protestant bastard
     
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    Can't name one Integra! Didn'cha see him having a total boner for Integra's badassitude?

    [X] Major
    [X] Maxwell

    On the other hand, fuck those guys.
     
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