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Apr. 24th, 2009

DROPPED

It's been a good run, but it's time to move on. Thanks for playing or reading.

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Apr. 23rd, 2009

It's not so easy to sit on your arses when the Nazis show you what they're really doing, is it? When it's dressed up as just being caught in a place you can't leave, but where you can have almost anything you want, it's not so bad. There's no war, there's nothing to be afraid of but each other.

Now you see it and what we have to do. Destroy them and fight for freedom from Hitler's hand.

Apr. 3rd, 2009

4 April 1945

Alucard, why are the cupboards stocked? Don't tell me we're taking in some waif off the street and you're going to tell me to keep my teeth to myself.

[ooc: Road not taken vampire!Walter. Hullo.]

Mar. 26th, 2009

March 26, 1945

mood:

you're all on drugs

You have got to be having me on. Schools? Final exams? Uniform codes?

~~Are you all bloody stupid?~~

Alucard, if you show up in a school uniform ~~of either gender~~ I am putting you out of my misery.

Mar. 19th, 2009

March 20, 1945

I had a dream about opening a drawer in my workshop and having syrup pour out of it and flood the room until I drowned in syrup, and now I can't help but write it down. What utter bollocks.

Syrup. I don't even like syrup, thin flavorless stuff. If I have to drown in something like that, let it be honey.

Now I feel like I need to clean the house because it's filled with syrup stains. ~~Stupid drugs.~~

[ooc: Walter's birthday is (given by me) September 7, 1929, making him a Virgo. His horoscope from here is

Virgo August 23 - September 22
Upon waking, you may want to write down your dreams, because later today it may feel as though you've experienced a moment of déjà vu. Of course, this goes against your practical nature, but anything is possible. If you have it written down, you won't doubt yourself later. Today, you may also feel the need to clean your home and get rid of unneeded items.
Try: becoming a spy

So expect some of that.]

Feb. 1st, 2009

Hiatused

Come back in March.

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Jan. 24th, 2009

January 25, 1945

More hallucinations. Right. I'm starting to find them dull.

Rather Ineptly Filtered Away from Girlycard
Shopping List:
Garlic
Holy Water
Blessed Wafers
Wild Roses
Oil of Wild Rose
Silver (bullets, powder, chains, &c.)
Clergy (not to bring home, obviously)
Varnish stripper
~~Varnish~~
~~Bandages~~
Hawthorne wood

Jan. 16th, 2009

January 16, 1945

Not funny! ~~Not funny, not funny, not bloody funny!~~

I told you there were more drugs in the beer. I told you.

[ooc: Cursed and convinced that it's the beer's fault.]

Jan. 6th, 2009

January 6, 1945 - Voice

[A lighter flick and the sound of a blissful inhalation]

Grapefruit seed extract? What kind of ninnies think that's a good answer for safe water?

I need a dictionary. What is "reverse osmosis"?

[Keyboard clicks that sound like someone doing a fairly laborious bit of hunt and pecking]

Terracotta clay? That shouldn't be too hard to come by...

[ooc: Accidental voice post. Walter's trying to figure out how to filter drinking water, since he's pretty sure that he's been drugged to fall for this "everyone's turned into a duck or a goose" thing.]

Jan. 2nd, 2009

January 2, 1945

Does anyone here know anything about candymaking?

Don't ask why, it's bad enough I have to hear it from him.

Dec. 27th, 2008

December 27, 1944

What do you think happens to people when they leave here?

( Private - Hackable )

Dec. 20th, 2008

December 20, 1944 - Voice

[muttered]
This doesn't look like Poland. Bloody yanks got it all wrong.

...

[sounds of fumbling and his voice gets louder]

Sprechen Sie Deutsch?

Parlez-vous anglais?

...

Oi! Donde estamos?

Does anyone have a fag?

[muttered again]

And where did that coffin go? Arthur's going to throw a wobbly if I've lost Alucard.

[ooc: Hello restart. Entries will be dated '44/'45 because he's stubborn, not because it's really '44 for him. And yeah, the German, French, and Spanish exhausted a lot of his vocabulary in those languages.]

Nov. 24th, 2008

CCCXLV.

Again?

What mirrored face will I see today? What ghosts of the past? ~~Is it too much to hope to see Rayne?~~

[ooc: As usual, anything goes. This will likely be Walter's last post before his restart. And I haven't received a single email alert all day today, so I'll refresh as often as I can, but LJ can bite me.]

Nov. 8th, 2008

CCCXLIV.

When I was a child, death fell from the skies on the city that was my home. Everyone lost friends and family. Many of us lost our homes. That was life during war.

When I was 14, I faced my own death at the hands of a werewolf. Terror was a rare experience in the life of one already titled Angel of Death, but I felt it then. If it weren't for Alucard's slow intervention, I would have died, strangled by Nazi filth.

Decades later, that same werewolf was the instrument of my first death in a filthy laboratory, putting me into the hands of a man I should have killed when I had the chance when I was 14. I died then and rose as a weapon to be aimed at the heart of Hellsing with my callousness and my cruelty and the driving power of my wish to see Alucard dead by my hand.

There is no redemption for a traitor. I have no excuses. I died, as much by my own hand as by the bullet in my body or the very failing of that body as it literally crumbled to ash or dust. It was a fitting end in its way. My thoughts may have gone the way that my killers wanted, but my last thoughts were of the young woman I had loved as my daughter. I found that much of myself before I died and for that I am grateful.

I have died again since then - ugly deaths, foolish deaths, and the death that brought me some measure of peace with what I am. I should think that in so many ways, death defines what my life was and will be.

Oct. 14th, 2008

CCCXLIII. Voice

[My, but Walter is sounding rather high-pitched today...]

Oh very original, City. As though I haven't been a squirrel before. There's a reason there's a bag of nuts in one of the bottom cabinets in my kitchen. This is growing outright predictable.

Once again, to the police force, I clearly did not try to remove my monitoring bracelet. I think you can rest assured that I will be causing no trouble today.

Reeve, if you're even human today, there is no need for you to consider coming in. Little work will get done on a day like this.

Oct. 10th, 2008

CCCXLII.

mood:

angry

Police members, if you are not properly tracking my location, I am in the new coliseum. I will frown on being penalized for this absurdity.

I thought it would end at midnight, but it has not. How many days will this farce go on?

What next, deities? Lions? Was the creature I fought today not enough?

[ooc: Walter and Envy fought, ending in a "too sick of beating the crap out of each other and regenerating" draw.]

Oct. 5th, 2008

CCCXLII.

I remember last October and do not find the month starting auspiciously. My advice to the citizens is to bear in mind that nothing endures here but the City itself. Not even the curses.

Filtered away from Millennium and known enemies
Arthur has gone. I have confirmed his departure at the Hall of the Missing.

Sep. 27th, 2008

CCCXLI. Voice

[A quiet, almost distracted murmur of someone who doesn't realize he's speaking aloud, accompanied by quiet clinks, the sounds of drawers opening and closing, and something that might be a file rasping on metal.]

One, two, three... I need more gunpowder. New shells. Should investigate gloves that make handling silver less problematic. Ironic to make silver bullets for others. Syrup drawer. Ah, Alucard, and now you are the more trustworthy one. Arthur's been so quiet lately. Does he long for the peace of... Ophelia has gotten herself into a fix again. Is there a point to my... Asuka needs... shopping. I wonder if she would prefer a more appropriate wardrobe? What is appropriate at her age and station? She's a good fit. Certainly as proud as Integral ever was, though not as controlled. Not that Integral didn't and doesn't have a temper. What would she have been like had Arthur not died when he did? Less? More? I cannot change the past. If I could... It doesn't matter. Past is past. Where did he put that caliper? I do detest when he tidies up. The bathtub needs scrubbing. A cup of tea would do a treat. Pity I can't have Pup fetch it. I'll get this on the centrifuge and then put the kettle on. Something aromatic, I think. So good to be home, though this ankle bracelet chafes. Annoying not to be able to change form... Can't have the police accusing me of tampering. Better to be left with the size disparity than to be back in that cell. I could have escaped. Tempting, but I will present that genteel face to the City and the court and I want to hunt to taste blood hot and unadulterated and spiced with adrenaline and the salt tang of human skin and stolen warmth and then home to Alucard to...

This is on.

Damn.

[click]

Tags: curse: no inner monologue

Sep. 17th, 2008

CCCXL.

mood:

pleased

Never underestimate the power of a familiar place to lay one's head. It is good to be home.

Although, Alucard, we must discuss your ideas of redecorating.

Messrs. Justice and Gavin, at your convenience...

Mr. Kincaid, I believe I have time in my schedule if you wish an appointment to discuss your requirements.

[ooc: By arrangement, Walter has an ankle bracelet, is out of jail, and on his best behavior.]

Sep. 14th, 2008

CCCXXXIX.

Asuka, at your convenience, may I have a word with you?

Alucard, I will tell you firmly, no to the toothpaste, and I note that mine has disappeared. Do not think you have had the last word.

Messrs. Gavin and Justice, a word, please?

Sep. 11th, 2008

CCCXXXVIII.

Is there anyone on the network who would like to earn a small bit of money? It is a minor task I require. A trip to the grocery - I will arrange payment - followed by delivery to my flat, where you will be paid for your time and trouble.

I would do it myself, but clearly circumstances do not permit that.

Sep. 10th, 2008

CCCXXXVII.

When did I truly become one of the monsters?

Sep. 9th, 2008

CCCXXXVI.

( Private Voice to Pup )
( Private to Girlycard )
Congratulations to the new warden. I shall endeavor not to be too problematic during this change of administration.

[ooc: Strike not there.]

Sep. 5th, 2008

CCCXXXV.

Excuse me. You out there. Yes, you. I know that the big, bad vampire is supposed to be kept well-confined, but my cell could use better drainage at the moment.

Please see to that promptly before I am forced to lodge a strenuous complaint.

[ooc: It's raining in his cell complete with thunder and lightning, and I'm assuming that the vampire's cell is well-sealed to keep him from doing those sneaky vampire things that would make escaping easy.]

Aug. 31st, 2008

CCCXXXIV.

( Filtered to Girlycard//Unhackable )

Aug. 27th, 2008

CCCXXXIII.

Alucard, I won't be home for a while. Perhaps you should stay with Arthur for a time. Please tend to Pup.

[ooc: Explanation for where he is. More explanation for why the butler did it.]

Aug. 24th, 2008

CCCXXXII.

A bit heavy on the garlic, deities. Not that garlic bothers me overmuch, but the smell of marinara is overpowering.

I suppose a trip to the underground is right out. I shall just have to stay in.

Also, I am looking for a contractor to remodel my bathroom. Does anyone have the proper skills?

Tags: bad things are a'comin

Aug. 22nd, 2008

CCCXXXI.

They're wrong, you know.

Something bad isn't coming.

It's here. I'm here.

[ooc: Just a touch of the hellplot, aye?]

Aug. 21st, 2008

CCCXXX.

There comes a time, it seems, when even a curse can have its advantages. I do apologize for my lack of care for others' injuries, but I wasn't quite my ~~current~~ self.

[ooc: Reference to a fight with possessed!Rayne yesterday. Log will be forthcoming in the near future.]

Aug. 20th, 2008

CCCXXIX.

One might have cause to wonder whether I am affected or not?

How would you know? By the face I wear? I wear my age when it suits me. It is like a comfortable suit that may be a bit worn at the elbows, but still of good quality and make. It isn't one you parade before the mirror to admire, but rather settle into with a cup of fine tea and a book for a comfortable evening.

Judge more by the power I wield.

CCCXXVIII. Private/Locked

I wonder if the elder Alucard would see my blithe lies and apparent unconcern with Tony last night as indicative of my inherent duplicitous nature.

I am hurting Tony with my choice to lay blame on Henry.

I believe he will survive it, but...

I told him when we first met that friendship with a vampire was ill-advised. I told him that I was a monster, and he would not believe it.

If he ever learns the truth, he will believe it then.

I lie so easily. Perhaps I am more what Millennium made me than I choose to accept.

[ooc: Link OOC only.]

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Aug. 17th, 2008

CCCXXVII.

Boring. All you people caught in your might have beens. I think the most boring part of this City is the peace. Yes, the peace.

There is so much complaint of the violence and the curses, but there is no actual war. Just the tastes that Millennium so kindly gives you to remind you that your peace is fleeting. In the end, what remains is blood and fire.

[ooc: Yep, still cursed.]

Aug. 16th, 2008

CCCXXVI.

I am returning to the Deus Ex Machina II, Major. I can only assume that it was a curse that has deposited me in this flat. It smells of vampire, but there are no other inhabitants but a bulldog that my familiar has taken a liking to.

If this is the City's idea of giving me a new home, it is unnecessary and unwanted.

[ooc: The curse caught Walter just a bit late. What if he had always willingly served Millennium? This will affect Pup as well because Pup is Walter's creation. Off-network threads here are off-network and not available for infomodding.]

Aug. 15th, 2008

CCCXXV.

mood:

good

Alucard, how are you this evening? Still vexed that I refused to speak during yesterday's absurd curse?

CCCXXIV. Private/Locked

It is done. Let us see if my investigation was correct and whether Harry Dresden will meet my expectations. I am using him and I feel no shame or remorse.

Will it work? Will I regret it?

Time will tell.

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Aug. 13th, 2008

CCCXXIII.

Ophelia, I commend you on your restraint. Pup says he had "lots of fun!" with you yesterday. You two may hunt in the forest together again in the future. ~~But not too soon. Keeping him like that for an entire day is draining.~~

Diva, your daughters were charming, as usual.

Otherwise, it is City business as City usual. At least this year I was not human and chained to Aleera.

Aug. 11th, 2008

CCCXXII.

This is... inconvenient. Diva, I presume you will need to see to your children. I will need to return to my flat for more blood later. This promises to be a tiring day.

Tags: curse: handcuffs, diva

Aug. 7th, 2008

CCCXXI.

A foot crushes down on the ashed remains of what had been a monster of God and the view takes in a new Walter Dornez. A cold-faced man returning to the war and habits of life long left behind.

"Trash. When a human dies, it becomes trash. Furthermore, there is no purpose in burying trash. Is there, Integra?"

A chorus of questions of cries for an answer. Is that Walter? What happened?

"What happened to me?" His voice is cold, relating the truth without concern for the damage it causes. "I was taken and transformed into a vampire. Following that, my mind was washed clean, effectively removing any reservation I would have had from fighting."

He walked forward through the falling debris of the building he had just destroyed with a casual flash of wire.

"I just thought that if I answered, it would satisfy you, Seras.

"I stand here without life, unlike many others before me. I stand here as myself. Here... as Walter. C. Dornez. And so, following along with my murderous intent, I think it is high time that I sever you all from this 'dawn.'"

What expression Integra wears is not shown. This memory is Walter's and focuses on him. It shows the anger that flashes on his own face as she calls out, "Walter... Why? Walter!"

The rage with which he shouts back, "Do not call me by that name any longer!"

There is a flash of motion and the memory ends.

Why indeed.

Tags: memory theater

CCCXX. Private/Locked

How far down can this downward spiral run?

I remember this feeling. This sense of dancing on the edge of something that could swallow me.

I should have better control.

Yesterday was successfully diverting, for a time, but the blood loss from fighting with Ophelia and my anger and the Corinthian's anger... It was a feedback loop. I think he and I could have egged each other into true atrocities given just a bit more time. Bad enough that I gorged on three.

I need to deal with the source of that anger. I think when it is eliminated...

I may be lying to myself.

"Seek help."

Who will help? Arthur? Alucard? Alucard, love him though I do, is no help. Part of loving him is recognizing his shortcomings, and empathy is assuredly one of them.

I will deal with Henry, and with him the police, and I will start fresh. Perhaps I'll go on a pre-packaged diet for a while. Or simply work to be more discerning.

Or find an acid pit in the underground for better disposal.

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Aug. 6th, 2008

CCCXIX.

mood:

indescribable

Filtered away from all Hellsing crew, Lee, Tony, and Henry

I need a diversion. Ophelia? Corinthian?

Nnoitra? Feeling put together again?

Surely someone can be... interesting.

CCCXVIII. Private/Locked

mood:

indescribable

Dear City,

To Hell with you.

With hatred,
Walter Dornez

How self-indulgent of me. How self-indulgent this entire conceit of keeping a so-called private journal is. I should know, after my time here, that nothing committed to network or even to paper, is truly private.

But I must--

I must collect my thoughts.

Alucard believes that things are settled between us, and I suppose they are. Or will be after a bit of silver dust.

But things are not settled with Henry.

How dare he?

Reason, Walter. Use your reason. Remember human reason.

Human reason. That it is reasonable that Henry should be allowed to drink from Alucard because Alucard and I attacked him?

No.

I can say the words to myself, but they are empty.

As empty as the reservoir of human sentiment that I have left.

The truth is something I couldn't recognize when human. Blood is coin of the soul, and I would rather that creature touch Alucard's body than his soul.

Mine.

Tags: henry

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Aug. 5th, 2008

CCCXVII.

Nill, I have a book of poetry for you. I thought you might enjoy the opportunity to discover what you like, rather than my guiding you to only what I enjoy.

Thank you for your company. It never fails to brighten things.

[ooc: Nill-mun, if you'd like to assume they met up at the library, cool. I'm leaving that a little hazy for now.]

Aug. 1st, 2008

CCCXVI.

Dear City,

I am not always the citizen I would prefer to be, but I shall endeavor to do better.

Sincerely,
Walter Dornez

Dear Friends,

Today Alucard and I celebrate a year of marriage. The City may have brought about something that neither of us would have considered ourselves, but we cannot regret the union that the City has wrought and we have maintained.

If you are surprised by the fact of our year, your surprise cannot exceed my own. If you are pleased for us, your pleasure cannot exceed my own.

I look forward to many more years with the one I love.

With thanks,
Walter Dornez

[ooc: Posted after midnight City time.]

Jul. 29th, 2008

CCCXV.

( Private//Unhackable and subsequently deleted )

There is still another version of Dracula here, I hear. More than any other person, he seems to ripple through universes. Or at least, more than any other that the City sees fit to take within its grasp.

Jul. 23rd, 2008

CCCXIV.

People Who Have Dangled Nnoitra on a String:
1. Me

Much better.

Jul. 20th, 2008

CCCXIII.

...

Wake me when this is over.

[ooc: Unaffected. Ya rly. He's been working on the hellhound form ICly for months, went out hunting in the Underground in it last night, and is going to spend the day curled up with his muzzle on his tail.]

Jul. 14th, 2008

CCCXII.

mood:

calm

Better now, Ophelia? I should hope that was diversion enough for you.

Once again, allow me to offer my services to the citizens of the City. I am a weaponsmith specializing in firearms for the City's less... human constituency. Please no inquiries about swords or edged weapons.

Jul. 13th, 2008

CCCXI.

I'll be out this evening. If anyone would like some company, do let me know. I could use a change of scene for a time.

Jun. 18th, 2008

CCCX.

It's too bright in here. I can't seem to block the sun from getting through the cracks in the curtains and under the doors. It's everywhere and I hate it.

[ooc: He'll be spending the entire day in the one room of his apartment that has neither doors nor windows and will still be occasionally checking the walls to be sure that no tricksy sunlight is getting in.]

Tags: curse: philias and phobias

Jun. 12th, 2008

CCCIX.

mood:

proud

There are so many poseurs here. So many people so certain of their deadliness. Most of you are nothing.

[ooc: >.< ]

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