Alucard \\ Adrian F. Ţepeş (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
cryptsleeper) wrote2018-11-11 04:32 pm
cryptsleeper) wrote2018-11-11 04:32 pm
20s AU Post
Current Carmilla plot outline
--Post-fire, Carmilla and Mr. Peanut team up mostly to use each other. Carmilla's spent the past several months (since November, it is now February 1925) networking, and it's clear to her that Alucard's not suited for the position and that the other two are the obvious weakness. Mr Peanut needs something back, so this is perfect on her end. Mr Peanut can only imagine the joys of vampire blood in his work, and he'd like an army of vampires for his own ends.
--Shit stirring from Mr Peanut (all of March?)
--Mr Peanut also begins to sell mis Miracle Serum, which has vampire blood in it.
--Gang is very much trying to murder Mr Peanut during this.
--Start of April, vampire gets a call from one of the blood bank contacts that 3 patients have come in and are displaying some bizarre signs. Investigation yields the fact that they're in process of turning, and they've all taken the same serum.
--Additional investigation reveals O FUCK IT MR PEANUT
--Meanwhile Carmilla's been made aware of a familiar she didn't sire, so she knows something's up. Big fight with Mr. Peanut and thus Mr. Peanut is left depowered
--Gang commits a murder
--Carmilla's well sured up on her contacts now, and it's time for open rebellion (mid-April)
--In a more subtle attempt to let Alucard just step aside, she cuts the breaks on demon car and shows up to gloat/suggest he not pull a dad and go to deal with his grief quietly while she runs the city. The how he wants to do it is up to him (black widow joke goes here.) Treffy and Sypha walk in.
--1 week of straight up rebellion; feedings, no help from allies, need to do damage control instead of fight carmilla, every dracula rule is
--MEANWHILE IN GRAVITY FALLS, triangle shows Vlad what's up to try and psyche him out, somehow this finalyl snaps Vlad out of his depression and he heads home
--Just in time for Alucard and Carmilla to be tearing each other to bits in one of the bayous, it's not going well
--Vlad coming in means the king of vampires is accosted by a belmont with a pair of blessed knitting needles and a speaker with a fucking gun and he's just like what the shit happened to the world while i was gone
--Wards around the fight means that only demon car can break the wards, everyone has to pile in.
--Carmilla gets her ass kicked AND SENT TO THE JUSTICE DIMENSION
THEN THERE WERE FAERIES.
--Prior to all of this the vampire and Sypha have done a shit ton of research on how to get their Belmont back
--Sypha has also been practicing debating with dad, which leaves everyone Very Tired.
--When Trevor is actually snatched up (1 year after marriage, it takes fae effort. Taking Arn's shape fails, so it's a lot more kidnapping by force), Sypha and Alucard go into Faerie
--But they're playing this as politics, not as heroes rescuing their damsel, so that means the faeries are just "wait what now excuse u?"
--There are 3 gates and 3 trials (the particulars we're still bullshitting.) Each is asked to sacrifice 3 things. (Alucard: voice, his titles as bestowed upon by his father and his people, i forget the third; Sypha: her human form (she's a birb), fuck what were the other two)
--They enter the court at the end of the third trial. After LITERALLY ALL THE TITLES Sypha declares she Speaks for Trevor Belmont
--Claim debate over Trevor, turns out that the rules are in Sypha's favor.
--But that means debating to leave Fae without giving up what they've chosen.
--Sypha lawyers it all out, Alucard is a safety deposit and hangs out with Fae!Trevor
--In the end, safe passage out of Faerie consists of Sypha giving up her memory of the necromancer (billed as a great mage she studied under), the vampire gives up his immortality, and Trevor is replaced with Carmilla (dad was aware of this option and OK with it), but Trevor has his ability to swear taken. He now soundslike a rubber ducky when he tries
--Everyone gets home okay, except for the AU of this AU where the gang fails, but Trevor's on their doorstep like a bat out of Hell because time doesn't work right and he's been in Hell for a WHILE.
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[She did, at least. But you know. Crazy things happen sometimes when your father-in-law is Dracula.]
But he will listen to you, I think, when you do. ...I hope.
[She really, really hopes.]
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[It's a way to delay the inevitable questions of what, exactly, happened while Alucard was depression napping for a week. This is a far happier moment, and his father's shadow is not allowed to ruin it.]
West. For a month, I think, and then wedding planning in earnest. [Alucard pauses, then looks over at Trevor, his laugh soft and so very delighted at this new detail.] Your grandmothers are going to be thrilled.
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[ He puts his arm back over Alucard's chest, and puts the other over Sypha's knees so he can rest his chin on them, face pressed against the side of Alucard's. ]
Thrilled and busybodies, I imagine. You'll have to find some way to distract them if you want to do any planning yourself.
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[Is she serious? Is she saying that purely to get a reaction? It's impossible to say, but either way she's smiling.]
That's all from me. Adrian can do the rest.
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[He wants to be surprised. Delighted. He's not sure how wrestling Trevor into the Fanciest Clothes will go, but they'll see.
Alucard hums, happy. He's too tired to react stronger, because Sypha in a suit usually does things to him.]
I think flowers will keep the busybodies well occupied. Trevor has the honor of informing the pastor, but I demand a play-by-play of the reaction.
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He had leaves in his hair. ]
Flowers. Could you have flowers in your hair? Both of you? I don't mind what sort, it'd just be nice.
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[She's the only one upright at this point, and the only one not draped over her lap in some capacity, and so it's reasonably easy for her to reach and card her fingers through Trevor's hair with one hand while the other brushes stray strands and flyaways out of Alucard's eyes.]
We could match them. My bouquet, your lapels, and the flowers in our hair. It could all go together.
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[Alucard's tone is borderline serious with that question, even as he sighs happily at just the sight of them both. Theirs. Only theirs now, and this is real. Happening. No one's making it weird.
He is also certain that he's missed some sort of significance with the placement of the flowers.]
That'd be nice. Maybe reds, golds, and oranges for the most part with silver accents, as I imagine the fall would be ideal.
[And more importantly: fire]
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[ But hey, maybe he'll learn on the job. Or just make really, really vampire-proof gardens. ]
...I suppose there's no chance at all of it being a small thing? We've had an awful lot of big parties.
[ This is probably not something that is on the table, sadly. Alucard is still a prince, after all. ]
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[Like Dracula, or Theodora, or hell, Father Robert, even — ]
...We could have a small one for just ourselves, too, couldn't we? A little one, like a secret.
[She lifts her hand with the ribbon on it, turning it over to appraise it quietly.]
Like these.
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[Alucard's grin shouldn't look so excited at the prospect of making mischief for an old woman, but here they are.]
I'll...try for small. I would very much like nothing more than a ceremony with maybe just two witnesses and nothing else.
[It'll be an impossible argument he will lose.]
But a secret one would be the second best thing, if we cannot avoid even a medium sized gathering.
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[ He can't keep up the fake incredulous tone. ]
I like it.