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Read the manga and watched the OVA‘s.Name: Pip Bernadotte
Age: (Estimating here) Twenty eight.
Gender: Male
Physical appearance: Pip has a rather exotic appearance that distinguishes him from the rest of his crew of mercenaries, his stature is that of normal height only averaging to roughly 5.8ft, the mercenaries upper body is rather broad and lean with muscle, as expected for the danger that Pip puts himself in when applying his craft while not having the luxury of demonic powers to compensate for lack of muscular prowess. One of his two most noticeable features would be his long braided carrot coloured hair, it’s length is so long that one would wonder if it had ever been cut in his entire existence, this braided hair is usually wrapped around his chest before falling down behind his to shorten, mainly to shorten the length by a small fraction and the second reason, hell it looks cool. Upon his complexion of the face are small freckles which is usually accustomed to those that have carrot coloured hair, despite not being bard by military regulations he is clean shaven.
Pip only posses one eye the other presumably being removed after some wound that he had encountered in combat, his eyes are emerald green that can easily show his light hearted laidback approach, or his authority over his mercenaries under his command. Pip has a broad nose that looks as if it had been broken at least once, along with shadows underneath the eyes, showing a lack of sleep which is hardly surprising given his work or the fact that to be a leader you need to keep your troops happy, despite the battle wounds he has received such as the lost of an eyes, potentially broken nose at one time or another, all of his teeth are intact and his face is smooth from any scars that are shown on a average bases.
Clothing of choice: Atop of Pip’s head he usually wears an Australian Slouch hat with the left flap folded upwards, weaved into the hat is the wild geese emblem which is the sign of the Pegasus, over the missing side of his eye is an eye patch that he wears to cover up the wound, this eye patch is pitch-black and almost covers the entirety of his upper left side of his face, wrapped around his neck he often wears an orange scarf, the colour is so dark that under the right shade of light it would appear to be red rather than it’s original tinge. Upon his chest is a white T-shirt, draped over this shirt is a light green jacket, the collar is pinned with certain medals of badges that he has collected or earned from his past experiences or from the places that he has been, the jacket’s sleeve have been rolled back so they are only below his elbows, showing the flesh of his forearms, upon his hands are dark brown gloves, covering the flesh, protecting it from winds or the pinch of recoiled gun play.
His trousers are composed of the same material of the jacket, light green and slightly loose so not to compromise his movement speed, lord knows that when fighting demonically quick demons you want to be as loose as possible. Upon his feet he usually wears pitch black trench boots to protect from external weather that usually compromise, although they do not count as clothing or accessories it’s worth mentioning that he has a plaster wrapped over his nose and is a compulsive smoker that usually indulges in his self destructive habit regularly, usually found with a cigarette in his mouth.
Weaponry of choice: Pip uses his favoured weapons from the wild geese armaments, which amount to:
AK74 - This rifle was previously adapted and converted from the original AKM, with these adaptations such as the recalibrated barrel size of 5.45x39mm which results in much more accurate fire than it’s original counterpart as well as less liability to jamming. The top amount of rounds technology has deemed adamant for this gun is forty five rounds per magazine, the magazines have the horizontal rib shape which allows easier grip and therefore much more easier to fit, decreasing the pause between reloading and firing. This rifle is also compatible to a bayonet, but Pip has never be recorded to use one to this date, nor has he modified his ammunition to silver rounds as crafting a whole mercenary band worth of unique ammunition would take too much time and trivial effort, especially on machine guns.
Colt single action revolver: this model of revolver has formed the bases of many revolvers that have followed, like all revolvers it’s chamber carries six lethal shots, which require great accuracy if it’s going to be used effectively. It’s primary source of ammunition comes in the form of .45 cartridges, the upside to this weapon is that ammunition was a dime a dozen on the civil market in periods of history, so laying ones hands on one is not as difficult as it sounds, however, modifying bullets into blessed or silver ammunition takes much time and effort especially when shared around a mercenary companies.
This is just his primary two however, Pip is well versed in all manners of weaponry from silenced pistols to throwing knives and usually equips himself appropriately for the missions he undertakes, seeing as without all the terrifying, tenacious and even talented powers that some in this world posses he doesn’t have much choice except to snatch every advantage he can get.
Race: Human
Abilities: Pip’s abilities do not come in the form of the super natural speed, agility, reflex or anything like that, he’s not quicker than bullets nor can he regenerate lost limbs. Instead Pip’s abilities come in the form of experience and leadership over his troops, impeccable marksmanship and close quarter fighting skills.
Organization:Wild Geese Mercenaries
Personality:Pip is a man that has a hard shell, but on the inside is much more softer than he would appear to be, truly on the outside he appears to be a true professional mercenary, his lust of money has always followed his crew, after all that is what drives all mercenaries to do what they do, Hirano himself describes Pip in four words, ‘French and loves boobs,’ this is also demonstrated in him being described by his men as a ‘pervert’ at times, when first introduced to vampires with the aid of sir, Integra Hellsing, he openly scoffed at the ludicrous notion of these creatures existing, antagonising Seras Victoria until finally Pip was put in his place with the most lethal flicks to the head that he had ever suffered, needless to say this shook him up a little, later on it’s revealed that he is not just the hard shell that he first comes across as, inside he is shown to have morals, courage even some passionate romance, Captain Bernadotte is a man that knows his place in the world, one that accepts the fact that he is ‘expendable’ as he quotes, “there’s plenty of idiots that would shoot guns for money.”
In combat Pip utilizes his experience and military tactics to the fullest, utilising everything in his advantage and is not above using cheap trickery to achieve victory, as shown when disguising himself as the Brazilian special forces member, to easily defeat his adversary command structure, detonating the command tent after silently killing the officers. As expected by a mercenary Pip has no qualms about killing strangers from across the battlefield for money, but he will be hesitant of launching his crew upon innocent civilians, after all he does have some morals, blood and death do not phase him as he is well versed with such things in his line of work.
Rank: Captain
Biography: The nationality of Pip is obscure, due to his French accent most assume that he was raised in France, it’s even been confirmed that he did spend most of his life in the French lands of Europe however, it is also highly believed that he is from Swedish ancestry, sharing his last name with Swedish nobles, if there related or not has never been fully explored, not only that he wasn’t the first member of his family in the wild geese mercenaries, his grandfather was noted to have served with the group before retiring after he had grown too old, his father served with the geese but was unfortunately killed in action on a delivery mission, the rank of these two previous members are unknown to everyone except for them, spending most of his the beginning of his youth on an old farm in France, it became the unlucky target of rebellious thugs that took over the land by force and used it for their operations however, a band of the wild geese mercenaries were hired to take care of this minor problem, Pip became enraptured with the geese mercenaries and opted to join them once he was old enough, Pip carrying on the family legacy joined the wild geese and was quickly acknowledged for his prowess upon the battlefield in firearms, leadership qualities and aspects that shape the battlefield such as military tactics, after several missions and years of proving himself, time and time again within the Geese he was promoted to the rank of captain of the mercenaries.
After a particularly brutal yet satisfactorily easily fought campaign that his mercenary group was hired to participate in, Pip was approached by Walter Dornez with an offer made by the secretive yet prestigious Hellsing organisation, originally thinking that after the campaign the mercenaries would be out of a job, captain Bernadotte seized upon the opportunity without the slightest hesitation however, this would be the turning point in his career from fighting normal every day opponents, idiots that are happy to wield a gun for ideals or cash, much like himself, to fighting the demonic terrors of the night that wouldn’t hesitate to deprive him of his remaining eye or drink his corpse dry without hesitation or compassion. Thinking that this was a joke at first Pip elected to believe that this whole job was some façade that was better to entertain while getting paid however, his expectations were poorly met when baiting one Seras Victoria he was rudely introduced to the sheer ferocity and reality of the vampire along with all of the horrors that followed. This is the current job that the wild geese have today, holding the fort and acting as soldiers for the Hellsing organisation after the tragic incident of their entire military being massacred by an army of ghouls led by two vampires. Pip and the geese usually spend their time honing their skills at the hellsing shooting range, accompanied by other recruits or veterans of the hellsing organisation that had survived the purge.
Soon after his hire Pip was deployed to Rio De Janaeiro, located in Brazil, he was to accompany Alucard and Seras in hopes of finding the location of Millennium, here Pip was introduced to the strange and exotic powers of the vampire, beside from simply destroying and biting anything they met however, this mission that had started so smoothly instantly fluxed into an all out battlefield, three against the top level security force of Brazil, being manipulated by Millennium, Pip approached the operation stealthily while Alucard single handily waded through the battlefield massacring anything that he came across, Pip was able to detonate the command tent and dispatch the officers within, earning his pay check with interest, Pip remains captain of the Geese to this day, ready to dispatch his troops where ever his contract demands.
RP sampleThe night sky rippled across the sky as the sailing moon danced it’s celestial course through the waves of moonlight, it’s elegant silver glow was perturbing onto the battlefield below, it’s shine gave light to the horrific display as men lay on the floor bleeding, screaming, yelling and panicking for their very lives, the red glow of their blood spilled over the old town as bomb shells exploded around them, the devastating noise of destruction and anarchy was trembling the city down to it’s foundations, bullets flew through once roaming street corners, abandoned houses quivered from the sheer shock of explosions, there bricks giving way to the oncoming barrage of fire, crumbling down into their foundations, rows upon rows of men with their machines of war such as tanks or helicopters roamed overhead, the smell of dust along with the crushed decay of rubble was in the air, burning smoke littered the men’s lungs and the flames that produced them were heating the area to such a rapid degree that many were becoming fully fatigued from the heat, let alone the endless slaughter that was shooting at them.
Deep on the front lines in the rubble of an abandoned house that still posed walls high enough for cover, the wild geese mercenaries were taking pot shots at the adversaries, some of them were wounded but many were healthy and well, despite the fact that bruises littered their bodies or small scratches they received from all the debris.
“Gah!, why don’t these bastards give up!” one of the mercenaries yelled over the rapid motion of gunfire that his AK74 eclipsed into the atmosphere, the blazing site of the barrel turning, igniting the rupturing sounds of ammunition exploding from the barrel in rapid succession, his comrade next to him who was currently ducking for cover, unloading his magazine from his own armaments looked up his comrade, his glasses reflecting the light of the chaos that ensued around them in the form of fiery destruction and unwarranted destruction, “I hear it’s came down to a matter of pride, the greedy fool doesn’t want to lose face,” the man replied as the original speaker slipped out from the open and ducked behind the brick wall, blazing gunshots were soon fired in rapid succession from when he spoke, echoing and reverberating across the battlefield only met with the symphonies of screams and the quench of bloodshed.
“Cut the chatter and get back to shooting,” the French accented voice cut through the blazing gunfire like a whip, the two looked up to the shadowy figure sitting against the wall, this of course was the captain of the mercenaries, Pip Bernadotte, his fingers were circled around the smoking remains of a cigarette, the smoke trailed away from the bud to join it’s brethren that was currently floating in the atmosphere, “the longer this goes on, the longer we get paid, but.” Pip said lifting one brown gloved finger out from the shadows, drawing his men attention towards him, at least those that were not currently shooting fanatically into their adversaries, “if we stay here much longer, their we’ll be bomb shelled to pieces, so listen up!” drawing all of his companies attention towards him he emerged from the shadows of his cover, looking at the group that he had to work with, eight men were here as the rest of the mercenaries were currently cutting through the enemy like a knife slicing through butter, “three of you retreat to that wall over there,” his green eye flared at them, sending the flames of the soldiers hearts on fire, his finger pointed over to the brick wall in the distance, this was simple enough, giving the illusion that the adversaries were retreating, Pip smiled at his group and told them the final part of his scheme, “once those poor fools chase after us, the group here will beat them, then we advance, go home and get paid. This job is starting to run it’s course and there’s new work I hear in Eygpt that pays well I hear,”
The soldiers grimaced at each other, wondering about the sanity of this plan, the three retreating members would almost certainly be cut down by machine gun fire, getting off the ground and leaning against the sturdy wall, the tip of his orange braided hair slid out of the brick wall, “so, who’s coming with me?” the captain asked as he leaned the AK against the side of the wall, it’s size would only impede his speed, which he would need every ounce of to survive this volley, two of the more braver soldiers lifted their palms into the air in a salute, while the others took cover, pip looked into their brave eyes and gave the signal, charging full sprint for the wall with his jacket flapping within the high winds formed by the deadly explosive shells, leaping through the gap in the wall their bodies were in full site of the enemy, baiting them, daring them to chase after them, the sound of bullets rattled through the air as Pip swung his revolver sidearm from his belt, aiming it directly towards the oncoming fire. The barrel exploded with the echo of sound as the large bullet flew through the barrel, ripping through the atmosphere.
Bullets shot passed them, his jacket received several new holes of near missing bullets, one of the little snakes managed to bite it’s way into the narrowest part of flesh upon his hip, which sent an eruption of pain seeping into his mind, blood poured down the right leg of his trousers and lower white shirt that he wore, his orange hair trailed behind him as he neared the wall for cover. His two companions that he had brought along had not faired so well, one had been shot in the upper arm stretching the blood flow with his free hand, the other had been shot directly in the centre of his palm, a large gaping, oozing hole was placed directly in the centre, blood curdling from the arteries, splashing against his uniform. All three of them made it, while the two cradled their injuries, Pip used his revolver, firing several accurate shots at his adversaries, the spinning chamber seemed to smoke from the precision and speed of the shots that had been made, baiting the fish Pip felt the bite and duck behind cover, his adversaries seeing that he had no rapid fire gun and believing that the rest of them had died, decided to make a charge towards Pip location.
“fire at your own will, boys.” Pip said to himself smiling as his rabble of enemies charged over, like the blind fools which they were, not realizing too late that this had been an error of judgement, cut down by machine gun fire from the geese, they fell to floor one after the other, cascading blood fell down to the ground and flooded the plains. “Good work, boys, now let’s advance and get paid,” Pip smirked to himself as he walked out from cover, with a motion to his mercenaries that it was time to move out, victory was on the verge of completion.
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