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Japan Islands (Mostly Neutral Zones) / Re: RP: Moloch has a conversation with Kendrix
« Last post by Zorbak the Ebil Moglin on February 28, 2026, 11:55:31 pm »
Phantom: That sounds like fun. I'll have to start figuring out how we're going to brand the new bar.
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Camden/Black Sun and Sabbat Headquarters / Re: RP: The Lord of Shadows Return
« Last post by Zorbak the Ebil Moglin on February 28, 2026, 11:54:17 pm »
Kendrix: I see. We can talk, but... Who are you, exactly? He says, tilting his head since he didn't know much about the Lasombra's history.
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Essex/Hellsing Manor / Re: RP: Vampire Angel
« Last post by Zorbak the Ebil Moglin on February 28, 2026, 11:53:03 pm »
London Kindron: I see. That's definitely different. Our Alucard is both Dracula and Alucard. It's confusing, I know. He says with a smile.

Alucard: Actually, the Hellsing family is the only one that usually hires supernaturals to hunt their own kind. The 5 other great supernatural hunter families actually have their own ways they hunt supernatural threats.

London Kindron: Hold on... Vlad II is running the Order of the Dragon? I thought the Scarlet Sisters were running the group after they kicked out Nightbane? He says to Karasu, not realizing she was probably not referring to the same Order of the Dragon he was thinking of.


CM Kindron: I've had more than a lifetime's problems with Lucifer's bloodline. I really hope this isn't Lucifer either. CM Kindron says silently to Zelpharia.

From Kindron's side, his sword, Emberflare, speaks up. Emberflare: Uh... Boss... I know I said I was ready to burn any enemies...

CM Kindron: I know. I sense it too. That blade of his could slice through all three of you and me, and not even stop for a smoke break. Don't worry. We're hoping we won't have to fight. If we do, I don't plan to put you three in danger. He says to Emberflare and his two other swords which were staying silent at the moment in fear, sensing the flaming sword/Azrael's blade in Lucifer's hand.

He then walks over and waves to Lucifer. CM Kindron: Of course, we'd be happy to talk. I take it you came through the second dimensional rift we detected.
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WIP Profile Section / Exiles WIP: Hades Belmore
« Last post by Raven Tepes on February 27, 2026, 09:46:53 pm »
“I was raised where lullabies were sung in two tongues. In the obsidian halls of my father, Abaddon, the air tasted of brimstone and obedience, and every lesson was carved in fire. In the candlelit study of my mother, Elvira Belmore, the world smelled of ink and rain, and power was folded carefully between the pages of old spellbooks.

Hell taught me to stand unflinching beneath a crown of embers. Earth taught me to kneel in the garden and coax life from stubborn soil.

I speak softly because I learned early that thunder wastes its strength shouting. But if you force my hand, understand this: I carry my father’s inferno in one palm and my mother’s sigils in the other. Between them, I am the quiet before the cataclysm.”
~ Hades Belmore

“My brother Hades moves through life like he’s narrating an ancient prophecy no one else can hear.

You ask him how his day was, and he’ll stare into the middle distance like the curtains are about to part and reveal destiny itself. ‘It was… adequate.’ Adequate. Meanwhile I saw him vaporize a hellhound before breakfast and reorganize Mother’s spell library by emotional resonance.

Father, Abaddon, once told him to ‘rule with presence.’ Hades took that personally and decided his presence would be brooding silence with a side of apocalypse. Mother, Elvira Belmore, taught him restraint. Now he sighs like a disappointed archmage every time I set something on fire for fun.

I love him, I do. He’s wise, disciplined, powerful beyond reason.

But if the world ever ends, it won’t be because of some grand prophecy. It’ll be because Hades quietly decided it was ‘necessary’ and forgot to tell the rest of us.”
~ Ares Belmore about Hades

“I thought he would rant. I thought he would roar. That’s what monsters do, right?

He didn’t.

Hades Belmore just… looked at me.

Not with rage. Not with hatred. With calculation. Like I was a problem on a chalkboard he intended to solve cleanly.

I had heard the stories. Son of Abaddon, raised in the fifth circle. Trained by the human mage Elvira Belmore. I expected firestorms and screaming skies.

What I got was silence.

The air folded in on itself. Sigils ignited beneath my boots, precise and luminous. Shadows didn’t lash out wildly, they aligned. Fire did not spread, it obeyed. Every spell was measured. Every movement deliberate. He fought like a scholar correcting an error in reality.

And when I finally forced him to unleash that fierce side everyone whispers about… it wasn’t fury.

It was inevitability.

His voice never rose. His hands never shook. But the battlefield trembled as if Hell itself had signed his permission slip.

I survived because he decided I was no longer worth the equation.

Trust me… you do not want to be the variable he chooses to eliminate.”
~ A surviving enemy about Hades

Name: Hades Belmore
Aliases: Reaper
Age: 25 years old
Species: Hybrid (Fallen Angel/Human Mage)
Gender: Male
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 194 lbs

Organization: Hell
~ Rank: Duke of the 5th Circle

Known Family and Friends:
~ Mother: Elvira Belmore
~ Father: Abaddon
~ Brother: Zeus Belmore
~ Brother: Ares Belmore
~ Uncle: Lucifer

Abilities:
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Camden/Black Sun and Sabbat Headquarters / Re: RP: The Lord of Shadows Return
« Last post by Raven Tepes on February 27, 2026, 09:22:26 pm »
Lasombra chuckles darkly at Kendrix's entrance and casual greeting. Lasombra: Well hello to you too, Mr. Darkfire. I presume of course. Not too often that I am greeted so.. casually. A rather refreshing method. He gives Kendrix a relax look and nonchalant grin. Lasombra: But you're not interested in that. I do hope that we might be able to talk about my clan and why they are divided.
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WIP Profile Section / Exiles WIP: Zeus Belmore
« Last post by Raven Tepes on February 27, 2026, 08:54:17 pm »
“Most kids grow up choosing between little league and library club. I grew up choosing between the iron spires of my father’s throne in the Fifth Circle and the quiet candlelight of my mother’s spellwork on Earth.

In Hell, they expected me to roar like my father, Abaddon, to let brimstone collect in my lungs and breathe it out as law. The demons watched me like I was a prophecy with legs. Some bowed. Some sharpened their blades.

On Earth, I was simply Zeus Belmore, son of Elvira Belmore, fetching herbs, mispronouncing Latin incantations, and pretending I didn’t notice how villagers whispered when the shadows leaned a little too close to me.

Hell taught me how to endure. Earth taught me why.

My father gave me a kingdom forged in fire. My mother gave me a heart stubborn enough to fall in love with fragile things. Between them, I learned that power isn’t choosing one world over the other. It’s standing in the doorway, wings half-spread, spelllight in your hands, and saying: I belong to both.

Let the Fifth Circle rumble. Let the Earth tremble. I’ll guard them all. And if I ever give my heart to someone, they won’t just inherit a warrior.

They’ll inherit two worlds.”
~ Zeus Belmore

“Oh, you should see my brother in battle. Zeus Belmore, heir to fire and spellcraft, hybrid son of Abaddon and Elvira Belmore, wings blazing, blade singing, demons reconsidering their career choices. Terrifying. Truly.

But the second someone with pretty eyes says ‘thank you,’ this absolute war machine melts like candle wax in a cathedral.

I’ve watched him walk through the Fifth Circle without flinching, then spend three hours rewriting a love confession because the wording ‘didn’t capture the emotional nuance.’ Emotional nuance. We were raised between Hell and Earth. Nuance is usually a fireball.

Don’t get me wrong, I love the guy. He’s loyal. He’s brave. He’d burn down a legion to protect the person he loves. He just wants to hold hands while doing it.

Meanwhile, I’m over here sharpening my sword, and he’s asking me if this flower arrangement ‘feels sincere.’

It does, Zeus. It feels sincere. Now please stop sighing at the moon. We’re demons adjacent. We have a reputation.”
~ Ares Belmore about his brother's hopeless romantic side

“I thought the rumors were exaggerated. The laid-back prince. The soft-spoken son of Abaddon and Elvira Belmore. They said he smiled too easily. That he preferred poetry to politics.

They forgot to mention the sky.

He doesn’t rage when he fights. That’s the unsettling part. No frothing speeches. No dramatic proclamations. Zeus just exhales, rolls his shoulders like he’s about to take a leisurely walk… and the air tightens.

The first bolt never comes from above. It comes from everywhere.

Lightning coils around him like a crown that refuses to sit still. It listens to him. Not summoned. Not unleashed. Directed. Every strike lands with surgical precision, carving the battlefield into glowing fault lines. Armor splits. Weapons liquefy. The ground remembers where he stepped.

I swung at him once. Just once. He moved like a summer storm deciding not to rain on you today. Calm. Effortless. Almost polite.

Then he looked at me.

Not with hatred. Not with fury. Just disappointment, as if I’d forced him to interrupt a pleasant afternoon. The next flash erased half my legion and left my blade humming in my hands like it had second thoughts about existing.

That’s his style. No wasted motion. No wasted wrath. He fights like someone who knows he could end it all in a heartbeat… and chooses not to.

I survived because he let me.

And I have never looked at a clear sky the same way since.”
~ A surviving enemy of Zeus Belmore

Name: Zeus Belmore
Aliases: Lightning King
Age: 25 years old
Species: Hybrid (Fallen Angel/Human)
Gender: Male
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 197 lbs

Organization: Hell
~ Rank: Duke of the 5th Circle

Known Family and Friends:
~ Mate: Elvira Belmore
~ Father: Abaddon
~ Brother: Ares Belmore
~ Brother: Hades Belmore
~ Uncle: Lucifer

Abilities:
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All other areas of London/Rest of the UK / Re: RP: Here's to you, Mr. Crowley.
« Last post by Zorbak the Ebil Moglin on February 27, 2026, 05:11:22 am »
Crowley: I was thinking the same thing. Having that power would be good. Maybe we could find a way to use that power to recover the angel and demon tablets. Then we'd have even more power. He then smiles. Maybe we could help you find the angel and demon tablets of your world if they exist.
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MI-6/Unit/Torchwood Institute / Re: RP: How many a*sholes we got on this ship, anyhow?
« Last post by Zorbak the Ebil Moglin on February 27, 2026, 05:10:17 am »
Once Tenzo was fully cleaned up, he puts on the clothes left for him and comes out.


Kindron starts eating.

Future Alucard: It's fine. I can still teleport over to the Hellsing branch over in New Orleans if needed, as long as its still there.
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The Theater District / Re: RP: Surprise, Alucard!
« Last post by Zorbak the Ebil Moglin on February 27, 2026, 05:08:49 am »
Future Alucard: Our Kindron and his alternate dimension counterpart is a lot more reserved. Usually any explosions from our Kindron in the labs are an accident. And he doesn't make weapons. He specializes in medical technology and communications technologies. And a little bit into certain defense tech for the police force. He explains.

Tenzo looks to Daniel as he comes back in.

Tenzo: You can go over to Hellsing. They've taken in a lot of alternate dimension refugees. They'll probably let you stay there. Especially if you're related to Alucard. If by some weird chance that doesn't work, you can talk to Black Sun as well, since that's run by the Darkfires mostly.
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Bayou/Outskirts of the City / Re: RP: Death Cloaks and Fluffy Tails
« Last post by Zorbak the Ebil Moglin on February 27, 2026, 05:03:24 am »
Alathen looks down to Donny and Cheyenne and pats their heads softly. He keeps his expression neutral. He didn't show emotions, but he was trying his best to keep his emotions under control. The last thing he needed was to go into a homicidal laughing fit (Which was a worst case scenario).

Alathen: Sounds like you had fun, kids. That's good.
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