[For the record, I have not watched nor played thru the full game yet. My nerves were so fucking shot from my own playthru

[For the record, I have not watched nor played thru the full game yet. My nerves were so fucking shot from my own playthru as soon as the daughters captured me, I stopped playing [also cuz ive been moving but-]

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Valarie: “Sooo you’re Lady Dimestrescu?” *smiles widely*

Lady D: “Yes, fear me mortal scum.”

Valarie: *dramatically falls* “Oh, I’ve fallen and shattered my ankles. Sure hope some vampire doesn’t hang me up…”

Lady D: *turns to her daughters* “I thought you said this one didn’t have mommy issues-”

All three daughters: *shrug*

Lady D: *turns back to Val* “Don’t tell me, you’re…*limp wrist*

Val: *chuckles nervously* "Yeahhhhh….”

Lady D: *sighs* “I’ll have you know, I hold myself to a much higher respect than what you mortals see me as…” *walks over to Val and cups her face* “You wanted a villian…” *entends out her claws* “Then so be it.”

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Karl: “Wakey wakey, my newest pet.” Val awakens chained by the neck, hands and feet, only wearing a thin loin cloth and being covered in bites and cuts across her chest and neck. “I’m surprised my sister and her children let you live.”

Val: “The hell are you? What do you want?!” The man smirked as he watched the foriegn woman attempt to break free from the metal shackals.

Karl: “You have a gift, dearest flower.” Snarling and growls from the dark corners of the prison echoed and grew louded and louder. “Mother Miranda will be pleased with our newest creature.” He snapped his fingers and a dozen drooling, snarling lycans clawed and scratched at Val’s cell. Val remained unfazed at the creatures.

Val: “You’re gonna turn me into a werewolf?” She scoffed. “Pathetic.”

Karl: “Lycan, but yes. But you see, you’ll be special. You possess something no other foriegner has.”

Val: “Touch me and I’ll gouge out your eyes!” Heisenburg laughed as he grabbed his metallic hammer.

Karl: “Don’t you see? You’re already infected! Soon, you’ll be mad, madder than all of us. And you will obey me.” He pointed the hammer at Val. “One way or another.”

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Donna: “The stranger, she’s…alive?”

Moreau: “Yes, so I’ve heard. Not like I care. Why has Mother Miranda called us all together? To show off her newest pet?” The lord scoffed as he has no desire in this meeting, only his soap operas.

Lady D: “Mind your manners, brother. Mother gathered us here for her own reasonings and whatever reasonings, we shall be respectful and loyal to her always.”

Heisenburg: “Always a kiss up for Mother, huh?”

Bela: “Mother, is the human awake? We desire its blood.”

Cassandra: “Human flesh, mhm.”

Lady D: “Karl, where’s the human?”

Mother Miranda suddenly appears, holding a Lycan-turned Valarie by an iron chain around her throat.

Mother M: “I’ve gathered you all, my children, to let you all bear witness to the newest member of the family. Say hello to Valarie, our Lycan sister. Valarie howled and snarled, her pupils glowing blood red as she stared at the other lords.

Valarie: "I shall not disappoint you, Mother Miranda.” Valarie dropped to one knee infront of the mistress. “I am loyal to you and the other lords only.”

Daniela: “So…no human blood?” Valarie growled at the daughter before leaping to a high window ledge to stare out at the city of Transilvania. Valarie was unlike most Lycans, her fur being as black as ash with silver tips and she lacked the mouth full of sharp canines like her lycan sisters. As she sat there, gazing out into the afternoon sky, she saw a figure out in the distance. A man, blonde hair, pale skin, coming towards the castle, all by his lonesome.

Valarie: “A man wanders the grounds.” She jumped down from her post, landing in the center of all the lords. “Shall I go fetch him and bring him to you, Mother?”

Mother M: “Another human? Very well. Do not disappoint me, my child.” Valarie silently chuckled.

Valarie: “I do not intend to.”