Have you see the OVA or read the manga series of Hellsing? If so how far have you gotten? If not please direct your attention to youtube, and watch OVA 1-4 at least. Warning: If you have watched the anime we require you watch the OVA, or read the manga. The anime is not canon. This is not our opinion. This is the law set down by the creator of Hellsing, Kouta Hirano.Name: Rebbecca 'Revy' Irons
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Physical appearance: Standing at a lengthy six feet tall with a small bust, slender, though toned body. She has long blond hair, Demonic like red eyes and pale-ish skin as well. However this is not her only appearance. Because of the unstable nature of her Regenerative abilities sometimes her body will start to reform back to a younger state of being. As her younger self she is alot smaller at the height of 4'2. The only other thing that seems to change about her in this state is her washboard chest and shorter hair
Normal
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Younger
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Haha you could say its a mutation but just ignore the ears and tail ^^;
Clothing of choice: In her normal form she wears a combination of red, white and black. Normally she can be seen wearing some kind of modified nun coat and under it a white shirt, covered in a black vest. A red ribbon tie around her neck, black suit trousers and black boots. After all whats the point of armour when you can Regenerate. She dose wear other things when not on the job, such as jeans and a tank tops but the other most common outfit would be rather her white suit, or only the trousers with a black top that she wears when shes her younger self.
Weaponry of choice: She has four main weapons that she uses. All using special ammo
Two short Winchester rifles that she can load with either shotgun ammo or rifle.
M79 WOOD Sawed Off Grenade Launcher
Single black beretta
Race: Human: Unstable Regenerator
Abilities: Her powers are rather unstable. Though she can regenerate her body also brings in different things as well. This is likely down to Iscariot attempting to make more than just a
Regenerator out of her. She once experienced something that phased her body out into a golden phantom like state. In this state she could attack with any weapon or cause any damage. From that point she discovered that not all the changes would be good and may even hinder her.
Normal
Regeneration (ie: maximum regeneration can take up to 8 posts for major damage such as loss of limb)
Augmented strength, durability, agility, reflexes, and stamina, also the ability to stand up on par with vampires and werewolves.
Younger
Regeneration (ie: maximum regeneration can take up to 8 posts for major damage such as loss of limb)
Augmented agility and reflexes
Organization: Just wondering if because of her back story i could keep her freelance and make it a little story of her joining another group like hellsing? She hates Iscariot that's for sure. That would be mercenary right?
Personality: Rebbecca is very competitive, strong, stubborn, cocky, and extremely ill-tempered. She is undiplomatic, believing in the use of brute force to get her way. Surprisingly she is also a heavy smoker and drinker, despite her time in the Vatican. She can also be extremely intimidating, easily frightening weaker people with just her glare, enhanced by the fact she has unnatural red eyes. Within combat Rebbecca is a merciless and sadistic killer without a conscience who will kill all enemies in her path. In contrast to this, she is highly ticklish and has a kind heart, shown since she is willing to risk death for the sake of her friends and random strangers, that she makes quick and heart filled judgments on then and there. She can also be very vigorous when she is determined to achieve a goal or defeat an enemy. She regularly reverts to drastic measures to solve simple problems, suggesting solutions that others would normally consider to be their last possible, worst-case-scenario choices, giving her rough and reckless nature in the face of danger.
Rank: N/A
Biography: A hallway filled with blood... the smell of dead flesh filling the air as the bodies of what look to be like surgeons and armoured troops litter the floor like trash. The first few throats were sliced, then it came to the first body of the armed guard and from that point on nothing but bullet wounds to the head could be seen. A burning hatred lit within her heart as she made her way down that hallway in the blood stained, bullet hole riddled surgical gown. A scalpel held within her left hand while her right held a standard issue Iscariot pistol.
That was Rebbecca's first memory. Her life before coming out of that god forsaken lab was but a blank to her and the only thing of hers that she had was her name, printed on a tag attached to the medical gown she had on. As she was escaping the Vatican she discovered something had changed about her. Her body no longer felt as much pain as it once did, it still felt it but even the bullets that were put into her skull soon vanished. However she soon discovered that this power came at a heavy price as her body would sometimes have fits of intense pain or old wounds opening up. With this power she was able to escape the Vatican and make her way to England. When there she came across something that didn't seem human...
A vampire had crossed the path of the semi naked young girl and decided to try and obtain a new toy. However something snapped within her, she had to kill this thing, somehow she felt like it had to be wiped from the face of the planet! With her bare hands she choked and ripped the low class vampire apart like a toy. As time passed she learned to control that edge within her and she even got herself a place in London. She knew she was missing something, and that was her humility... She had killed all those people back at the lab without a second thought and the vampire with gay abandon. And so she had a new purpose in life, a new goal that would drive her until her death; To gain back her humanity...
RP sample: With the scarlet moon high in the night sky, tainting the once gray clouds that were near the moon the colour of blood. The hunter known as Rebbecca Irons, Revy to her friends, was making her way down the deserted alleyways of the city. Her long black coat buttoned up with the sleeves in the pockets, seemingly to protect her from the chilly night air. The only two lights within the alleyways darkness was the small glow from Revy's cigarette, and also light As Revy made her way towards the illuminated door frame, her crimson eyes seeming to cut through the darkness towards the door.
There was a faint nose of music playing and glass being tapped together, most likely from a party of some sort. However as Revy's steps echoed out through the alleyway everything but the radio went silent, and even that was switched off as she stood directly in front of the door. Looking down to the handle she peered back to the door and sighed softly, knowing that she may have screwed up sneaking up on them, and that was only confirmed as the sound of gunshots was heard, a hail of bullets following soon after, ripping the door apart. Both the splinters and rounds hit into Revy's body, forcing back, crashing into the Garbage on the other side of the alleyway.
Blood poured from her body as it channeled down into the drains. A vampire dressed in a bright lime suit kicked open the remainder of the door before he moved out into the alleyway, followed close behind by three others, all dressed like drug peddlers. The lime suited one moved over to the recently downed women and walked right over her, bending over to get a good look at her face. "Hey take a look at this... She has red eyes" He mentioned back to the others before brushing the hair out of her face and grinning. "Hey she was cute too... Shame she didn't give us any warning before coming up to the door though" The others chuckled as their boss started to open her coat, going to check if she had any ID or money on her, but what he found instead was the most surprising... When he saw that there was not a single wound on her body and that she had her arms crossed on her chest, holding two short winchester rifles in her grasp. He looked up only to be met by the demonic looking crimson eyed women.
Revy lifted her leg to kick the vampire in the crotch, and she did so with such force that it lifted him up into the air a little. As if everything had slowed down Revy pointed her gun right in front of her with a maddening grin across her face. The lifting body of the vampire slowly reveled to another the gun that she was pointing at him, but before he could react she opened fire. The first shot went through his throat. and the other through his heart.
Pushing off with her other hand she shoulder rammed the lifting vampire, causing him to fly through the air into his friend, sending him back into the building through the open door. Using the element of surprise she had been given she stood between the two vampires and swung both her pistols, knocking their own guns out of their hands before turning to the right. She holstered one pistol before firing a single round into the skull of the adjacent vampire. Meanwhile the other one behind her drew a knife and attempted to shank her in the back, though that was ended quickly as Revy pointed the gun over her shoulder and without looking unloaded another round into another vampire skull.
Flipping the pistol up into the air Revy spun on her heels and ducked slightly so she could catch the knife mid spin before flipping that up into the air as well. With a sudden stop she grabbed onto the falling Rifle and brought it down overhead so it was following the falling knife. With a small smirk with without a word she fired at the apex of the knife falling so the bullet would hit directly on the hilt and send it flying into the room to impale the vampire that she had forced in there.
With a tired sigh she holstered her other pistol before looking back to her bullet riddled coat "And i liked that one too..." Searching around in her pockets she pulled out a lighter and a cigarette and lit it, taking in a drag and watching as the velvet smoke was carried off by the breeze. "Overall this wasn't a bad night" Revy laughed and carried on doing so as she picked up her ruined coat and started to walk into the room. It didn't take long to spot her prize of the drug money that they had gathered. Opening the briefcase to check that it was in deed the money she then proceeded to move back into a alleyway, throwing her cigarette to the side. "This should suit my needs well enough" She stated plainly before making her way home. Back to the place that she called home anyway...
Subject: Rebecca 'Revy' Irons 