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BRUTARO: brutally domestic
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With Jotaro at their side, taking on the Boss was much more feasible. In the end, after Abbacchio had obtained Diavolo's face and they met with Jotaro's old friend, they fought with everything they had to defeat him. It leaves Giorno Giovanna to become the Don of Passione, and with his power he is able to free Bruno. Just like that, really. Not to say that there weren't some disappointments from the rest of the team in some way; no doubt Giorno hoped to keep him around as an advisor and friend, but Bruno for once sees a future of himself with Jotaro.
He gives away his small house to Trish for her to use, to escape from the rest of the world if she ever needs to. Narancia promises to go back to school, ends up deciding to stay with Trish and keep her company. To protect her obviously! Narancia claimed, but more that they found friends in each other.
So, Bruno has his bags packed, and he looks outside the window from Jotaro's hotel quietly. It's hard to believe that he's going to be leaving tomorrow. He's never left Italy before, but for once he knows it'll be in good hands.
"Do you think she'll like me?" Bruno asks absently, meaning Jolyne.
reposing
The way that Uncle had stated it is that this was a fresh start for him after everything that's happened. That's not really a chance that he could refuse, not when gaining an acceptance to the Speedwagon Academy involved Uncle's help, who was also one of the student counselors. He'd been assured that his academic achievements really are what helped, but honestly Adrian suspects that it doesn't hurt with Uncle's insistence and the money to the name Ţepeş.
He might have just wasted his time anyway if he didn't try to move on, to do something with himself. So he's trying. Trying to do better, to be someone worthy to help others. It's a silly, romantic notion, but he does want to be that kind of person to another. A prince, Adrian thinks wryly. Maybe that's childish, but it's a nice thought.
The first person to really engage with Adrian in a conversation is one Kakyoin Noriaki, a Japanese student who had transferred over. He's intelligent, well loved by the teachers, and admired by many other fellow students for his achievements. Yet, his interactions are genuine, almost peaceful. He'd be a good friend to have, Adrian thinks.
It's a lunch break and he's departed from Kakyoin for the moment when his other more familiar friends approach, deciding he didn't want to intrude with the excuse of exploring more of the school for himself. In his hand, Adrian has a packet he's drinking out of. His has a unique diet, thus has a specialized medicine and meal alike to address his medical needs. A rare kind of anemia, he thinks distantly, not questioning the heavy taste on his tongue. Uncle has been giving it to him for ages now.
Then he sees it. A quaint garden, with several roses. It's a lovely area, but it doesn't seem like anyone else is here, which strikes him as odd.
☆vampire discourse☆
Jan. 22nd, 2020 02:57 pmreposing
[Centuries ago, Alucard defeated Dracula with the help of a Scholar and Hunter. Largely a fable these days according to many, several details wrong, but nonetheless he will always remember the day. After so many years, he's had plenty of time to repair the castle, to learn how it works and make it his own. The Belmont family long since had been given their home back, and he's changed the castle's location time and again, watching the world and rarely interacting with it. Often, people come to him. Usually vampires looking to claim power, or a misguided adventurer. Some, though rarely, do come seeking counsel. Those he has more patience for.
Today, some miles outside of Varanasi, is where he has the castle located. There are two that have come to meet him: a strange old woman, and a tall blond man. Neither of them seem to have much in common other than they, evidently, answer to another vampire named Dio.
Alucard has absolutely never heard of him before.
The little old woman, Enyaba, has spouted a story, how cruel and vile men had murdered her beloved son but her Lord Dio would help exact revenge -- revenge that is all the easier with Alucard's support. It does move his heart somewhat, and certainly more comparatively than how the man has made his approach, essentially trying to woo Alucard, asking aren't you lonely in this big castle all by yourself?, and he almost loses his shit when he's called ma'am.
Oh. Hm. That's kind of hilarious.]
Enough, both of you. Tell me about your lord, and what he hopes to accomplish.
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[Meanwhile:
It has been shortly after the defeat of The Wheel of Fortune. Anne has been sent away, but the rumors of the blond vampire in the castle has been more than enough to cause concern from Joseph Joestar, who insists that they investigate. It isn't impossible, after all, that Dio could have moved his resources to a new location.
And so it is that the four crusaders make their way out to a terribly foreboding place. The sun sets, and the castle claws its way up into the sky, undaunted by sense or gravity. It exists by its own rules and its master's.]
reposing❧ the town
Chances are, you've never even heard of the town Silent Peaks. After all, it doesn't really belong anywhere, doesn't even show up on a map if you have one on you. In all appearances, it seems like it's a United States rural town that could, possibly, be in the Northeast of the country, except that it's stuck perpetually in the late 1980s/early 1990s. At the surface, the town might seem a bit rundown, constantly stuck in overcast with fog pooling in almost everywhere, but otherwise normal -- save for the fact that there doesn't even really seem to be anyone native here.
Supplies are spotty but can be looted. Various locations might have working plumbing, but there's also the possibility of it all spitting out black gunk of questionable origins at you. Electricity is a funny thing as most of the outlets don't seem to work well, yet TVs and radios can flick on at a moment's notice. Maybe with something useful or entertaining, or maybe just to hiss nasty white noise at you.
Escape from Silent Peaks is rather impossible at the moment. Exits are either inexplicably blocked off, the streets just abruptly end for no reason, or you'll go in circles in the woods. Whatever this place is, it's decidedly not normal.
❧ the tragic prince awakens
The last thing that Alucard immediately recalls is his father striking him down, a blow so devastating that it just barely missed his heart and nearly tore him in half. No mortal could have ever survived such a wound, of course. Even for him, it'll be a struggle to recover.
Still, he can't say that he quite knows where the fuck he is.
He awakens inside of an ambulance, just parked outside of a building marked as Saint Ailbe's Community Hospital. Not that he has any idea what the mechanism he's inside would be, honestly. It's a struggle, but he forces himself up, clutching his chest, which is still fresh and bleeding. His hand alone isn't nearly enough to keep it from pouring out blood, which drips freely to the ground below him.
Alucard grits his teeth, stumbling out from the machine, so weak he is that he collapses to his hands and knees once he manages out. He hisses at the pain, curling his arms around his chest, trying to keep his blood inside as much as he can. Looking up, he peers at the hospital. The building looks odd to him, built strangely. Not a culture he quite recognizes, but the writing all appears to be in English.
With a shudder, he presses his forehead against the street, swallowing, trying to get the conviction to stand.
Chances are, you've never even heard of the town Silent Peaks. After all, it doesn't really belong anywhere, doesn't even show up on a map if you have one on you. In all appearances, it seems like it's a United States rural town that could, possibly, be in the Northeast of the country, except that it's stuck perpetually in the late 1980s/early 1990s. At the surface, the town might seem a bit rundown, constantly stuck in overcast with fog pooling in almost everywhere, but otherwise normal -- save for the fact that there doesn't even really seem to be anyone native here.
Supplies are spotty but can be looted. Various locations might have working plumbing, but there's also the possibility of it all spitting out black gunk of questionable origins at you. Electricity is a funny thing as most of the outlets don't seem to work well, yet TVs and radios can flick on at a moment's notice. Maybe with something useful or entertaining, or maybe just to hiss nasty white noise at you.
Escape from Silent Peaks is rather impossible at the moment. Exits are either inexplicably blocked off, the streets just abruptly end for no reason, or you'll go in circles in the woods. Whatever this place is, it's decidedly not normal.
❧ the tragic prince awakens
The last thing that Alucard immediately recalls is his father striking him down, a blow so devastating that it just barely missed his heart and nearly tore him in half. No mortal could have ever survived such a wound, of course. Even for him, it'll be a struggle to recover.
Still, he can't say that he quite knows where the fuck he is.
He awakens inside of an ambulance, just parked outside of a building marked as Saint Ailbe's Community Hospital. Not that he has any idea what the mechanism he's inside would be, honestly. It's a struggle, but he forces himself up, clutching his chest, which is still fresh and bleeding. His hand alone isn't nearly enough to keep it from pouring out blood, which drips freely to the ground below him.
Alucard grits his teeth, stumbling out from the machine, so weak he is that he collapses to his hands and knees once he manages out. He hisses at the pain, curling his arms around his chest, trying to keep his blood inside as much as he can. Looking up, he peers at the hospital. The building looks odd to him, built strangely. Not a culture he quite recognizes, but the writing all appears to be in English.
With a shudder, he presses his forehead against the street, swallowing, trying to get the conviction to stand.
❧ open rp - adrian/alucard
Feb. 18th, 2019 07:04 amreposingFeel free to:
❧ Start your own prompt for whatever setting!
❧ Continue from a previous PSL or meme!
❧ Request a prompt!
❧ Can be sexy or not, whatever man
❧ AUs super welcome!
❧ Start your own prompt for whatever setting!
❧ Continue from a previous PSL or meme!
❧ Request a prompt!
❧ Can be sexy or not, whatever man
❧ AUs super welcome!
