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. But ofcourse, the manga, the anime, and the OVA. EVERYTHING!
Name: Pip Bernadotte
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Physical appearance: Neither an overly tall nor short man, the Captain of the Wild Geese stands at just over six feet and weighs in at about 180 pounds. Though not exceptionally bulky or muscular, Pip possesses a high level of muscle tone as befitting a proper soldier trained towards the ideal “lean and mean”. His hair is an orange-ish brown and worn rather long, reaching to his mid back easily enough. To keep this wild mane under control, Pip keeps the back bound in a long braid draped around his shoulders like a scarf while the front bangs hang loose around his eyebrows. Not fond of excess body hair, Pip shaves his chest to prevent himself from looking like a walking chia pet. That being said, his arms and legs remain quite hairy. He enjoys a slight natural tan to his skin augmented by plenty of time outdoors which adds a bit of pop to his hair color and the green of his one remaining eye. Going off that, the most distinctive feature of Bernadotte’s face is his lack of a left eye which was taken from him during a particularly dangerous job in South America. His nose is long and slender, normally sporting some sort of light scratch or cut requiring an athletic bandage. Going with the trend held by the rest of his body, Pip’s chin is similarly narrow yet deceptively strong. His mouth is filled with a rather well cared for set of teeth though a few of them here and there are artificial replacements.
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Clothing of choice: Undoubtedly a military man, Pip feels most comfortable in olive drab fatigues. On his feet is a pair of dark brown combat boots reaching midway up his shin. Strong soled and waterproof, the boots remain dependable despite their somewhat worn appearance. Covering his lower body is a pair of olive green cargo pants that have seen their fair share of combat. Thankfully, the double stitching has preserved them throughout all Pip’s travels. On his upper body is an olive drab button down shirt with short sleeves, a relatively simple shirt for a man of simple tastes. Over this, Pip does add a bit of flair with an olive green military jacket reaching just past his belt line. Adorning the wide lapel is a collection of pins and patches that Bernadotte has collected over his travels. Like a true working man, the sleeves of his jacket are worn rolled up to his elbows.
In terms of accessories, Bernadotte is no slouch. Around his neck is a dark red scarf given to him by his grandfather many years ago. Holding up his pants is a strong leather belt with a stylized griffin belt buckle. On his hands, like most men in his company, Pip wears a pair of black SAP gloves. Atop his head is a beloved Australian slouch hat bearing a griffin pin matching his belt buckle which he uses to hold up the left side of the hat’s wide brim. To cover his previously mentioned missing eye, Pip sports a black eyepatch with three metal studs at all times. Do keep in mind that while this Is Bernadotte’s preferred wardrobe, when off duty he is more than happy to adopt more civilian clothing though one would be hard pressed to make him part with his lucky pink boxers. For more specialized needs, Pip will sport an additional tactical vest underneath his shirt with ballistic plates capable of withstanding most lower caliber rounds.
Weaponry of choice: • AK-74 Assault Rifle: Pip’s primary and preferred weapon, this rifle is widely respected for its utter reliability, capable of firing effectively even in the most challenging of conditions. The weapon is chambered for the standard 5.45 x 39mm rounds which put it on roughly even terms with its AK-47 predecessor in power while vastly increasing accuracy and lowered the magazine weight. Because of this reduced weight, Pip is easily able to carry 3 additional 45 round magazines along with a 4th magazine kept loaded in the weapon itself (NOTE: only two of Pip’s magazines are blessed ammunition).
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• Colt Single Action Revolver: Pip’s backup weapon and a family heirloom, this six shot pistol originally belonged to Pip’s grandfather before being passed on to him. Chambered for .45 rounds, ammunition for this weapon is incredibly easy to find while still providing plenty of firepower and reliability to handle just about any threat. Years of practice with this gun has given Pip plenty of time to become quite deadly with it to the point of pulling off accurate quick draw and even trick shots on command.
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• Combat knife: What’s a good soldier without a knife? Pip’s preferred weapon for up close and personal work is a small fixed blade knife measuring 11 inches overall with a 6.5 inch blade forged from stainless blessed steel. It is expertly balanced, allowing the blade to be thrown accurately should the need arise.
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• Copious amounts of explosives: A master of explosives, Pip has been known to employ various types of explosives depending on the missions he finds himself on. The most used are C4 charges equipped with remote detonators, fragmentation grenades, as well as flash bangs or smoke grenades (depending on the circumstances).
Race: Human
Abilities: Pip is fully human, possessing no supernatural powers of any sort. That being said, he is a highly trained, experienced soldier and mercenary. As such he has kept himself in excellent physical condition for a man in his prime. He is a capable marksman with both automatic weaponry as well as small arms and commands great skill in the use of explosives. Even without the use of firearms, Pip is capable of holding his own against stronger opponents unarmed(having trained in military CQC) as well as wielding a knife (be it traditional or thrown). Finally, and perhaps most importantly, Bernadotte is a remarkable leader and tactician commanding the respect and loyalty of those under him while utilizing their skills and the environment to the fullest to accomplish his mission.
Organization: The Wild Geese Mercenaries (Currently contracted to the Hellsing Organization)
Personality: Pip is French and he loves big boobs. That is about all that Bernadotte would like most people to know about him. As a mercenary, he is somewhat greedy, motivated by a love of money and combat that all his men share. He will kill without hesitation should it become necessary for a job and he holds little to no interest in the idealistic motivations that his employers may hold. All that matters is the paycheck. That being said, Pip’s rough exterior hides a good heart. Though he may hide it behind perverted banter, he is a gentleman deep down that will not abide undue violence or mistreatment of women or children. Having lived a hard life, he responds well to kindness and has formed an odd attachment to the people of London despite his general dislike of the city itself. Throughout it all, Pip remains jovial and good-natured, egging and joking with his men to keep their morale high and never taking himself too seriously. His care and devotion to his men has earned him their loyalty but above all he has developed a great measure of care for Seras Victoria, vampire of Hellsing. Fond of her at first sight, he now considers her a part of the Wild Geese and like all members of his company, he would walk through hell and high water to ensure her safety. For though he may be many things, Pip Bernadotte remains a man of honor (albeit, his own definition of honor) with an iron will that creates a truly fearsome opponent for anyone his employers should use him against.
Rank: Captain
Biography: Born in the south of France, Pip’s father passed away shortly before the young Bernadotte was even born. Having left on a mission to ensure money for Pip’s delivery, the young boy was raised primarily by his grandfather at their small family estate. A gentle young man, Pip was constantly teased due to rumor of his family being nothing more than cheap mercenaries. Much to his surprise, his grandfather proudly confirmed the rumors to young Pip, explaining that the Bernadotte’s had proudly served in the Wild Geese for 6 generations. Initially horrified by his family’s obsession with combat and money, Pip slowly but surely began to follow in his grandfather and father’s footsteps until he finally entered the mercenary troop after graduating from military school. Building upon the basic fundamentals drilled into him during his school years, Pip’s natural talent as a soldier quickly came to light within the Geese as his experiences with them served as constant trials by fire. As he steadily rose through the ranks of the company, Bernadotte’s skills in combat and leadership continued to grow and he was eventually rewarded with the position of squad leader. His first mission in command consisted of a perilous prisoner rescue in the Amazon. However, unbeknownst to the Wild Geese, the hostage takers were far more numerous and better armed than their intel had led them to believe and an ambush quickly claimed the life of the Wild Geese’ captain as well as several of the smaller squads. Due to his quick thinking and tactics, only Pip’s group managed to escape the operation unscathed and with the hostages in tow. However, though his men remained safe, Pip himself was shot by an enemy soldier feigning surrender. The bullet grazed the Frenchman, claiming his left eye before Pip returned fire and killed the man.
With several senior members KIA, the decision for Pip to carry on as the commanding officer was unanimous. Accepting the position of Captain, Pip continued to lead his merry band of mercenaries from conflict to conflict until they became entrenched in a bitter civil war between several less than hospitable third world countries. Thought expendable by their employers, the Geese were nearly wiped out by a friendly airstrike after which, Bernadotte quickly terminated the contract in favor of a far more beneficial opportunity in the United Kingdom. Following a crippling attack by an armed group of ghouls, the secretive Hellsing Organization had lost much of its human staff and so the family butler and retainer, Walter C. Dorneaz contacted the French mercenary company with a seemingly easy assignment to serve as military muscle for the group. Making all speed to England, Pip was initially dismissive of the idea of vampires and the undead, believing them to be the stuff of fairy tales and superstition. However, after a rather embarrassing first meeting with Seras Victoria and the vampire Alucard, Bernadotte was quickly made a believer in the power of the occult and has continued to serve his new employer in any way possible. Better paying than his previous assignments and possessing the added benefits of killing Nazis (Pip loathes Nazis) and working in close proximity with the buxom Seras Victoria, Bernadotte has no intention of ending his agreement with the Hellsing Organization any time soon.
RP sample: Missiles raced across the night sky, machine guns breathed hot streams of lead, and grenades were flung from gloves hands before exploding in flaming balls of fire against the grey concrete bunker that had become the last visible bunker of the rag tag mercenary company, the Wild Geese. Surrounded on all sides, the situation seemed bleak at best for the Frenchmen. Having arrived in Eastern Europe just a week prior, their role in yet another civil war seemed to be short-lived. Every now and then a burst of automatic gunfire roared back from one of the small firing ports along the bunkers walls but the erratic, almost panicking path of the bullets did little to stem the tide of enemy squads that had gradually entrenched themselves around the bunker. Despite the apparent panic and desperation, Pip Bernadotte sat comfortable in a faux leather office chair, his feet propped up on a monitor desk. Several screens glowed in the dark room Bernadotte was currently inhabiting, displaying security feeds from the camera surrounding the exterior of the small bunker. Each screen gave grim tidings as the squads drew nearer, preparing for a final blitz to overtake the bunker at last.
Even now, Pip had to admit it had been a terrible position to defend. Formerly the spear point of his employers last push against their enemy nation, the bunker had quickly become separated from friendly lines and so the suicidal task of maintaining its presence had fallen to the Geese. Bringing a cigarette to his lips, Pip lit the cancer stick and looked on passively as the enemy soldiers finally made their move and broke from cover. A few lucky bursts of gunfire cut men down here and there but the bulk reached the bunker walls unscathed and began the process of applying breaching charges to each entrance. “Yes, yes, zhat’s eet. Apply zhe semtex like a good little soldier. Ugh, zhey didn’t even try to take out zhe cameras, fucking amateurs. I’m cowering in my boots over here.” Pip quipped, knocking a bit of ash from the end of his coffin nail. Oddly enough, the Wild Geese leader was sporting a grin as the blasting charges went off and the enemy soldiers rushed in en masse, pouring their number into the scarred and pitted bunker. “Un, deux, trois…boom.” Bernadotte said, depressing the red button on the detonator in his left hand. Immediately, the security feeds were cut as the entire bunker was engulfed in a blazing hellstorm of fire.
Rising from his seat, Pip strolled across his makeshift command center and opened his hotel window. Binoculars raised to his face, he allowed himself a light chuckle at the sight of the massive explosion still burning in the distance. Amazing what you could accomplish with an entire company’s worth of assorted explosives and about fifty barrels of gasoline. Defending the bunker had been a death sentence from the beginning, that much was obvious to the French mercenary when he arrived a week ago with his men. Stealthily penetrating enemy lines to reach the base, he’d surveyed the situation before politely deciding to fuck the plan and use the bunker as a giant trap to open the way for another charge from his employers. Unfortunately, his bank rollers had disagreed with him vehemently, demanding the bunker remain unblemished as a testament to their military success. Luckily for Pip, the arms dealers working the conflict did agree with him and they just so happened to pay better. Delicately silencing any criticism from the left over soldiers defending the base via AK-74, Pip and his men began the delicate process of setting up charges and automated machine gun nests while maintaining the illusion of determined resistance. At least they did until last night when he and his men, thank heaven he’d decided to only bring a handful with him in this clusterfuck of a job, had stealed away into the night before ditching their military garb to pass as drifters in a nearby town tavern. Renting the room upstairs to keep a watchful eye on his little present, Pip couldn’t of been happier with the outcome. Granted, it’d be for the best if he didn’t show his face around this part of the globe again, it was a small price to pay for the cash currently stuffing his bank account. Besides, so long as there were people there was a golden market for degenerate mercenaries like him. Business was booming.
Subject: Pip Bernadotte 
