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( OPEN ) nanananananana batman
Who: Trevor Belmont and you!
When: The night of the full moon and the day after
Where: Aefenglom mostly
What: Treffy finally hits that vampire puberty and turns into a monstrous bat on the full moon. Also finds himself laying around town NOT DRUNK for once but still lost and confused.
Warnings: Nudity, Trevor being Trevor, body horror transformation, swearing. The usual.
01. the transformation, FOR ALUCARD. ( the full moon, cw for body horror )
[ Considering how the LAST full moon went (aka BAD), Trevor had made sure to begrudgingly feed prior to the effects of the full moon taking hold of him since he doesn't wish to have a repeat of last time transpire.
You'd think he'd be in the clear then, right?
Wrong.
Because it's as he's "waking up for the night" that it suddenly hits him right in the center of his chest and he drops the little communicator thing(??) he had been looking through before he konked out for the day. It clatters on the floor of his room, Trevor hunching over as he suddenly feels so hot and nowhere near in a good way. It's with pulling his hands away that he sees the way fingers crack and elongate, hair and veins bulging out as he stares in shock. ]
Oh shit. Alucar-
[ He wants to call for his bonded to ask him what the fuck is going on but he can't and the words fall onto a pained groan which radiates throughout their bond from the feel of it. Trevor's down on his knees, ears beginning to shape and point. Eyes beginning to turn red. ]
Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit.
[ He just... needs to keep it together??? Somehow??? ]
02. the bat. ( the full moon )
[ No longer Trevor fucking Belmont but Trevor... the bat man... throughout the hours of the night, a large, monstrous bat figure can be seen flying around, high above the sky. From the looks of it? It's got pants on. A blessing for anyone witnessing this really.
But it's not just the high skies that he keeps to. Oh no. Because thanks to being able to see and hear everything so much better in the dark like this, why- he might just be up for a bit of fun with someone. Fun as in... swooping down and chasing whoever might be on the streets at this hour. Minding your business by yourself? Hope you don't mind the ungodly sight of a monstrous bat suddenly smiling with sharp teeth behind you, perched on a lamppost or rooftop and looking to chase you through the streets. Or be careful if you turn down a particular alley because you might suddenly be met with a screeching bat in your face.
It's all fun and games, ok?! Maybe. ]
(( please note that bat!Trevor has no intention of trying to suck your blood (he was a good bean and fed prior) but he will absolutely chase you for sport and play a scary bit of hide and seek with you! ))
03. the man. ( morning/afternoon after )
[ Trevor's dealt with a lot of hangovers before, but this one DEFINITELY takes the cake.
It's the warmth of the sun that stirs him. Which, for a hunter-turning-vampire, you'd think he'd been rolling away in pain at those warm rays touching his face. Thankfully?Haven't made those changes yet. But it sure doesn't help him want to get himself up any quicker and really, he could do with another five or ten minutes of sleep.
You know. If he wasn't laying naked in whatever alleyway he's ended up in. Remnants of his shredded clothing lays around in the alley and for a good long while, he's wondering just how much he fucking drank last night before it dawns on him that he... didn't. For once. So that would mean... ugh.
His clothes are absolutely useless, not even a scrap to be used to cover his own Belmonts and he sighs as he pinches the bridge of his nose. Sitting there. Cross-legged. In the alley. ]
Ok. This... is not as bad as it looks. Been through worse, right? Always had my clothes, mind you. But it's fine. Just... got to make it back home without anyone screaming bloody murder at me. Right? Right.
[ Pep talk DONE, he reaches for an old coffee can and thinks to use that when... no. No no no. Looks disgusting. Scratch that. So he's just going to grab a couple pieces of newspaper and hold that at his front and back. And move like a cat. Running through the back alleys and streets to try and get to where he needs to be.
Doesn't help that he keeps getting lost, of course. Peeking around this corner and hiding behind that garbage can. He might even end up a tree. Help this disheveled, naked man holding newspapers around him get some clothes??? Maybe??? ]
When: The night of the full moon and the day after
Where: Aefenglom mostly
What: Treffy finally hits that vampire puberty and turns into a monstrous bat on the full moon. Also finds himself laying around town NOT DRUNK for once but still lost and confused.
Warnings: Nudity, Trevor being Trevor, body horror transformation, swearing. The usual.
01. the transformation, FOR ALUCARD. ( the full moon, cw for body horror )
[ Considering how the LAST full moon went (aka BAD), Trevor had made sure to begrudgingly feed prior to the effects of the full moon taking hold of him since he doesn't wish to have a repeat of last time transpire.
You'd think he'd be in the clear then, right?
Wrong.
Because it's as he's "waking up for the night" that it suddenly hits him right in the center of his chest and he drops the little communicator thing(??) he had been looking through before he konked out for the day. It clatters on the floor of his room, Trevor hunching over as he suddenly feels so hot and nowhere near in a good way. It's with pulling his hands away that he sees the way fingers crack and elongate, hair and veins bulging out as he stares in shock. ]
Oh shit. Alucar-
[ He wants to call for his bonded to ask him what the fuck is going on but he can't and the words fall onto a pained groan which radiates throughout their bond from the feel of it. Trevor's down on his knees, ears beginning to shape and point. Eyes beginning to turn red. ]
Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit.
[ He just... needs to keep it together??? Somehow??? ]
02. the bat. ( the full moon )
[ No longer Trevor fucking Belmont but Trevor... the bat man... throughout the hours of the night, a large, monstrous bat figure can be seen flying around, high above the sky. From the looks of it? It's got pants on. A blessing for anyone witnessing this really.
But it's not just the high skies that he keeps to. Oh no. Because thanks to being able to see and hear everything so much better in the dark like this, why- he might just be up for a bit of fun with someone. Fun as in... swooping down and chasing whoever might be on the streets at this hour. Minding your business by yourself? Hope you don't mind the ungodly sight of a monstrous bat suddenly smiling with sharp teeth behind you, perched on a lamppost or rooftop and looking to chase you through the streets. Or be careful if you turn down a particular alley because you might suddenly be met with a screeching bat in your face.
It's all fun and games, ok?! Maybe. ]
(( please note that bat!Trevor has no intention of trying to suck your blood (he was a good bean and fed prior) but he will absolutely chase you for sport and play a scary bit of hide and seek with you! ))
03. the man. ( morning/afternoon after )
[ Trevor's dealt with a lot of hangovers before, but this one DEFINITELY takes the cake.
It's the warmth of the sun that stirs him. Which, for a hunter-turning-vampire, you'd think he'd been rolling away in pain at those warm rays touching his face. Thankfully?Haven't made those changes yet. But it sure doesn't help him want to get himself up any quicker and really, he could do with another five or ten minutes of sleep.
You know. If he wasn't laying naked in whatever alleyway he's ended up in. Remnants of his shredded clothing lays around in the alley and for a good long while, he's wondering just how much he fucking drank last night before it dawns on him that he... didn't. For once. So that would mean... ugh.
His clothes are absolutely useless, not even a scrap to be used to cover his own Belmonts and he sighs as he pinches the bridge of his nose. Sitting there. Cross-legged. In the alley. ]
Ok. This... is not as bad as it looks. Been through worse, right? Always had my clothes, mind you. But it's fine. Just... got to make it back home without anyone screaming bloody murder at me. Right? Right.
[ Pep talk DONE, he reaches for an old coffee can and thinks to use that when... no. No no no. Looks disgusting. Scratch that. So he's just going to grab a couple pieces of newspaper and hold that at his front and back. And move like a cat. Running through the back alleys and streets to try and get to where he needs to be.
Doesn't help that he keeps getting lost, of course. Peeking around this corner and hiding behind that garbage can. He might even end up a tree. Help this disheveled, naked man holding newspapers around him get some clothes??? Maybe??? ]
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Instead her voice is just more on the volume of a regular person's when she speaks up again. ]
I know. A lot of people really suck. [ Maybe it's a little cynical for a teenage girl to say that, but she sounds rather convinced of it. ] So when we met that way, I automatically assumed the worst. That you were just someone who was going around picking on the weak. But I guess I should have adjusted my idea of you more quickly when you were actually helping out with the snow.
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I know what it's like to be bullied and wrongly accused of things. To be... run out of your home because of it. [ He shrugs then. ] I don't like seeing it done to others, so I wouldn't do it to anyone myself.
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Thank god reason kicks in before instinct for once, and she seems to realise how tactless that would be. She manages to swallow the words back up before they leave her mouth and turns back around, suddenly very intensely focused on that soup she's making. ]
G.. Geez. People are the worst.
[ Clearly not saying that because people were rude to him!! Obviously!!
(She's so bad at being indirect.) ]
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[ Trevor Belmont providing life advice or something?? Yeah. ]
Doesn't necessarily make them bad people. Sometimes it does, yeah. But a lot of the time, people are just sheep. Scared of what they don't understand. So what do they do when they don't like something or don't understand it? Try to get rid of it. To not upset any order they might have. Whatever the hell that is.
[ He's thinking about you, Church. ]
Anyways, point is... I don't know. There's assholes no matter where you go I guess.
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.. I know. I also had a power other people didn't like back home. [ Most people, anyway. ] So they all tried to shut me out. Since they didn't want to deal with it.
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And is that the case here, too?
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[ Although here she's instead dealing with slowly transforming into a monster, but.. you know. At least she's not the only one dealing with that. Him being here is a prime example of someone else dealing with it.
She pours some soup into a bowl now it's done, handing it over to him. ]
So no need for people to dislike me over it anymore.
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Well, if they do, send them my way and I'll knock some sense into them. [ Literally? Figuratively? A mystery really. ] Soon as I get some clothes on.
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And then he just has to say something like that right after, and it's a double whammy. Three strikes, Asahi is out. Or more like her brain is out, since her facial expression makes it look like said brain is short-circuiting right on the spot. ]
Wha..
[ Her face grows the same shade as her hair, and she quickly turns around again so she doesn't have to look at him. ]
Geez, don't say corny stuff like that so easily..! It's embarrassing!
[ Or well, it's more just that she's so grateful to hear it that she doesn't even know what to say. So she just reverts to the default. ]
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stuttersay something wrong there??? A mystery, really. Not that he's going to bother poking at it since... sure. Whatever. ]Oh. Sorry.
[ Yeah. That should do it, right? Maybe. Either way, he's going to finish the rest of that soup made with hands warming as they hold the bowl... and yeah, he might just slurp a little loudly as he drinks it all up. Manners?? What are those?? ]