#eighteyedmutt

[ewigeskind-blog]

eighteyedmutt replied to your post:Hound grins, sneaking up on the mighty Huntress to bark one, single time.

Oh, was she scared? Baskerville grins, smile literally going ear to ear, steps forward.

"Oi," the vampire said, taking a step back. "Oi, now. Your Master and I are cool now. No need for zhe biting und zhe barking, ja?"

[ewigeskind-blog]

Hound grins, sneaking up on the mighty Huntress to bark one, single time.

The Huntress squeals, whirling to face the Hound. If her heart still beat, it would be pounding out of her chest. 

“Gottdammit.”

[alucardvladd]

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''There you are....'' The vampire said with of sadistic glee within his voice. ''You and I are going to have some fun tonight..''

[bladesofsilver]

Wide Awake.

'at dug is one freaky critter... Ah swear aam gonnae hae a phobia ay dogs coz ay thes.

[blood-sucking-flea]

Out of all the creatures in the Hellsing Organization, Baskerville scares Izaya the most because every time he tries to pet the Hound, his hand is almost always in the familiar's jaws before he can blink.

OOC: Accepted 100%! Plus, Izaya hates dogs in the first place. Why Alucard wants him to be friends with the hellhound is probably out of sadistic pleasure. And when Izaya transforms into a bat, he becomes Baskerville’s new chew toy.

[blood-sucking-flea]

Taming the Beast { @eighteyedmutt }

In the basement of the castle within Hellsing's compounds was where the organization held their darkest of secrets. Alucard, formerly known as Dracula the Vampire King, and his proteges were kept down in the darkness below. His newest fledgling, was not yet of his blood. It was the dhampir, Izaya Orihara of Shinjuku.

He was on exchange from Tokyo, Japan to London to prove himself to become a true dracula. That included taming familiars. Since he couldn't summon one himself yet, his master gave him a new task: gain the loyalty and trust of his favorite hound.

Now the only problem Izaya had with Baskerville was this: he was a canine. And Izaya did not like dogs. In his opinion, they were smelly and slobbery and just all around filthy creatures. But he had no choice. He had to please Alucard-senpai.

He stood in front of the multi-ocular beast and pursed his lips. Swallowing a hard lump in his throat, he squatted down so that he was staring him in the eyes. "Umm... Hello. I'm Izaya. You're... Baskerville, right? Like the Sherlock Holmes story? I do enjoy that story, Sherlock Holmes is my favorite fictional character." Why in the hell was he striking up a conversation with a dog!?

[tomoko-kitsune]

About Mun-chan~! and an apology~!

//Hello this is Mun-chan. I had an ask earlier where an anonymous want to know more about me. First and for most, I want to apologize. I was trying to reply to your question by my cell phone and it failed. I thought it was still there, but it was somehow deleted. So instead of answering your question as such, I am giving you a blog post~~~~~! Huzzah~!

So about me the Mun, also known as Mun-chan by Tomoko-chan. I am a double major in Japanese and Psychology. I will be getting my bachelors in both this May. It has been suggested that I am an expert in Japanese mythology and folk tales. I do not say this about myself, other people have said it. I love Kitsune, which was my initial inspiration for Tomoko-chan. If I had to like other creatures besides kitsune, there lots of time narrowing down my favorites. I also like tengu. One of my favorite manga and anime is Hellsing (Hellsing Ultimate) by Kouta Hirano. I love Hellsing so much that I’ve wanted to make costumes for Yumiko Takagi/Yumie or Alucard. I have a separate tumblr account for me only, no role playing as anyone. I was born in February. My favorite alcoholic beverage is sake, but I like wine, vodka, whiskey, spiced rum, etc. I swear I’m not an alcoholic, not yet at least. My hobbies include reading, watching anime, learning about Japanese mythology, playing video games, dancing, singing, and other stuff. In regards to an anonymous post I answered a while back, I am a member of Japanese Ensemble and I’m not Japanese. It’s snowing right now.

Here is some more information. I created Tomoko-chan before I joined tumblr. She was originally intended to be someone I could talk to without judgment and someone who would listen to me. I confess that I've never role played on tumblr before, until around February. Most of my role playing has been through messaging and was never posted on the blog officially. It was only recently that I had Tomoko-chan interact in a reblog styled format and for that, I’d like to thank the mun for Alucard and the mun for Baskerville (count-alucard-tepes and eighteyedmutt). Now most of my posts have been role play posts. To the people I've been role playing with through message: I’m sorry that I have yet to reply by a solid post. I want to get our muses to a point where I think it would be good to role play by post. Or, if you’d like, we could restart all over again. It is up to you. Also I swear, I will try to get back to you in responses as soon as possible and when I’m not buried in homework. I use this part of tumblr as a slight break from normal tumblr and a break from the real world.

Man this was longer than I thought. Well, thank you anonymous for your question and wanting to learn more about me. I promise I will never answer asks or submits through the cell phone ever again. I hope others have enjoyed looking this over. Wish me luck driving home from work tonight.

[police-bratality]

The Hound quietly watches her from the shadows. Oh look, its the Draculina, but she gives off an aura of power. He likes it. She's all grown up, hasn't she? Baskerville is quite content with playing a little hiding game, keeping all but two eyes closed from the shadows, waiting to see if she can identify if he is who she thinks he is, or if she can tell he is himself and not the other.

Seras was once again making her rounds as she passed a particularly dark set of shadows. At first, she payed it no mind but then a scent infiltrated her  nostrils and she stopped, taking it in again. And then a faintly familiar presence was tingling at her back. Master, but not quite Master either…Something was more feral about the scent, if you could believe it. She turned towards that patch of shadows, noticing the two red eyes glowing within. Was master watching her? Using a familiar to keep an eye on her? She tilted her head, waiting for whatever it was to reveal it’s self.