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 Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 6:43 pm
 Welcome to The Hellsing Organization. We are devoted in the name of Gawd to eradicate all evil presence within the United Kingdom.
We also employ Vampires.
Story Thus Far...
Hellsing is now in joint control by Sir Integra Wingates Hellsing XII and her brother Sir Viagra Johaan Hellsing II. Seven years back, upon realizing the mortality rates of Hellsing's employed soldiers was sky rocketing at 95% daily, the Organization has decided to employ vampires and the like in human stead, thereby keeping the death count down to a minimum.
Unfortunately, a freak encounter with the Vatican's regenerator army has left all vampres in Hellsings employee count other than Crispin Freeman, well, dead.
"Come ghouls, ghosts, vampires and demons! We need you for cannon fodder." - Sir Integra Hellsing XII
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 6:53 pm
 "We really don't need any faggots."Application
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:Name
:Age
:Gender
:Race
razz revious Occupation
:Religion
:Abilities
razz referred Weapon
:Bio
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NOTE: the "Religion" section determines your alliance:
Protestant:Hellsing
Catholic(Anglican):Vatican
copy the Application and post it under the corresponding thread in "RPCharacter Profiles"
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Posted: Mon Dec 15, 2008 10:55 pm
Rules:
No Godmodding
No Random Killfests
No Raping (villains excluded )
All characters (excluding Crispin Freeman) must be Original
Have funBegin
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 12:04 am
Integra sat in her office, enjoying a fresh cigar. She leaned back in her chair looking above the doorway across the room. After a moment, she signalled the butler.
"Ok, let them in."
The butler nodded, turning and opening the door.
"All applicants, please file inot the room one at a time for your interview."
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 7:38 pm
Integra read over a clipboard before calling clearly, "Quaxos!"
She looked at the name again, than at the butler, mouthing, 'Quaxos?'
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 7:39 pm
The first to enter was a very small, almost frail looking young man. His hair was black, with small specks of white throughout. A pair of black cat ears were flattened against his head, almost unnoticeable in his hair. His silvery-grey eyes stared at Integra with a calm, intelligent confidence that held no hint of arrogance. He wore a white collared button shirt and black dress pants, his black jacket hung neatly over his right arm. He smiled politely and bowed. "Good day, my Lady."
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 8:12 pm
Integra nodded, all the while thinking, 'I thought i said 'NO faggots'. Damn sign must've fallen again...'
"So, you're Quaxos? I'm I saying that correctly?" she said, offering him a seat.
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 8:18 pm
"No 's' at the end. Thank you." He took the seat. "That is a very interesting sign you have outside." He smiled, genuinely amused by it.
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 8:26 pm
"It's straight forward and to the point," said Integra casually. "Now, dilly-dallying aside, why do want to work here?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 8:37 pm
"I thought I'd answer the call. I'm a well-mannered demon that can take a human's orders, I have experience killing other hellish creatures, and you need, loosely termed, employees." He sat straight-backed and proper, his attitude becoming serious, business-like, almost instantaneously. "I am also capable of getting whatever information you require, whether it is in hard copy or a confession."
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 9:08 pm
"We'll see about that," Integra shrugged with a grin, tilting her head. "Now, stand over there, and sing something."
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 9:16 pm
He looked at her curiously, not sure if she was serious or not. He decided it was probably better to just humor her if she wasn't. He stood up and went to where she indicated. "Do you have a particular song in mind, or shall I just choose something myself?" He smirked. This was the strangest interview he'd ever been to.
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 10:15 pm
Integra hit a switch under her desk, and and chairs on either side of her shot up. A balloon in each chair filled up, shaping out to be bow-up Sion Cowell and Randy Jackson. Then a cardboard wall fell behind Quaxo, reading 'Hellsing Idol'.
"Sing whatever you have," said Integra with a devious smile.
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 12:01 pm
When the changing of scenery first started, Quaxo tensed up. His knuckles cracked as claws started growing out. It took his a few moments to get the joke. He let out a quick laugh and shook his head. "That was a terrible prank." He straightened himself out and started singing. His voice was soft, but he was good. When he finished, he just smirked at her. "You asked for it."
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 8:06 pm
Suddently a crash came from outside the office, "OH IM SOOO SORRY! here let me help *Crash* ohhh you hit our head!*clatter* ohh im sure your legs isnt ment to bend that way Mr.butler sir mabey if i oopps! oh ummm here," more bangs and crashes irrrupted. "I'm so sorry!" the sweet voice cried again.
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