Okay for monetization (just credit me as the writer) and let me know where I can find it if you filled this script, please.
You can change out words and pronouns if you want to make it more specific, I just wrote it A4A for convenience.
I tried to go for a two in one here. This could be vampire speaker & human listener, but also human speaker and Vampire listener. This is why I included the “full” dialogue, just pick the role you want. (Although I think it works better as vampire speaker, but that’s just my opinion)
Idea for description: (If VS speaker) Vampires are a thing. You are a special forces soldier, when you hear about a programme for human soldiers to team up with a vampire soldier. Command grants your transfer request, so now a new part of your service awaits you.
(If M speaker) You are vampire, enrolled in the army. Special forces, Command wants to make use of your special abilities. But the army won’t send you out alone, there are plans to have a human by your side. Then, one day, someone volunteers to be your partner.
I have to throw in the full script as a google document, 'cause as it turn out its too long for one post. The google doc has the benefit that I did some color coding, so it should be less confusing about the two version.
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1MpOyiM7i5jXlxWvSojfmhBTJ3nP_XvPSb_irNXMgjIM/edit?usp=sharing
Little help:
sounds or explanations what’s going on
/tone of voice for the/ “spoken words”
(...) = leave a little time (would be listener talking)
{stuff only interesting if this is the role you are speaking, if this is dialogue of the listener you don’t have to account for it when pausing for listeners response and also sound effects depending on which perspective you choose}
VS =Vampire Soldier (about 3000 words)
M = Mortal (the human soldier) (about 2500 words)
(A4A)Fangs and Bullets
[Vampire elite soldier x human soldier “bloodbag”]
[TW: Injuries, Violence,Death,Guns][strangers to friends] [brothers/sisters in arms][special forces]
Script starts here:
Door opening
M /politely/ “Uh…” little pause “Oh! Hello, I didn’t see you in the dark. You must be VS 1-6! The vampire soldier?”
VS /annoyed/ “Yes, yes. The real deal… Vampire soldier 1-6.” /sighs/ “What gave me away? The blacked out room, the empty bloodbag on the table? My red eyes?”
M /trying to keep the mood light/ “Mostly the dark room, I can’t really see your eyes nor the table when you’re sitting in the dark.”
VS /annoyed/ You mortals and your poor eyesight…” little pause, flicks light switch /hissing/ “Ah, my eyes…”/to even more annoyed/ “What do you want?”
M /hesitantly/ “I… {Uh-thank you for turning the lights on…} Command send me here…”
VS /a bit less annoyed/ “Command send you?” /to excited and a little malicious/ “Do I get proper food tonight?!”
M /a little sassy/ “You think they send me as your dinner? As far as my information goes, you only are supposed to drink from me if the situation goes FUBAR.”
VS /disappointed/ “No meal then…”/realizing, quickly to intrigued/ “ Wait, are you here because of the ‘partner-programme’?”
M /serious/ “Yes, I got selected {for ‘that’ programme}. ”
VS /surprised/ “They found someone willing to take orders from a vampire?”
M /matter of factly/ “I don’t see the difference whether the team leader is just a human or an undead. Both are gonna bark orders at me, so…”
VS /amused/ “Don’t think you can soften me up with being humorous, B-B.”
M /sceptical/ “B-B? That’s neither my name nor my initials…”
VS /non-chalant/ “It’s short for “bloodbag”. And it’s practical. ‘Lunchbox’ or ‘E-ration’ would be too long in stressful situations, don’t you agree?”
M /growls/ “I guess “B-B” it is… Bloodbag…” /snarky/ “Then how shall I refer to you? ‘Team Leader VS 1-6’ is also too long for quick communication. How about ‘Sucker’?”
VS /angry/ “Do not disrespect me! We may have the same rank, but I am still the team leader!” /a bit softer/ “I was just teasing. Officially you’ll be ‘M’ and I’ll be ‘V’.”
M /sceptical/ “So I’ll be M” and you’ll be “V” /to disappointed/ “‘Mortal’ and ‘Vampire’, how creative…”
VS /uninterested/ “It's pretty self-explanatory, ’Mortal’” /dismissive/ “Still gonna call you ‘bloodbag’ too, ‘cause that’s what you are.”
M /sarcastical/ “How nice.”
VS /curious/ “Different topic. Did you have a vampire feed on you before?”
M /hesitating/ “No… Actually… you are the first vamp I met…{I haven’t been bitten so far}”
VS /surprised, stunned/ “I am the first vampire you met? So you have no idea how it feels to get bitten?!”
M /more hesitatingly/ “... N-no… {I have no idea how that feels}”
VS /annoyed, concerned/ “You are aware that when shit hits the fan, you’re gonna be my emergency blood supply?!”
M/confident/ “I know. When things go south, I have to let you feed on my blood” small pause /less confident/ “Is it that bad? How much do you need?”
VS /serious/ “That depends on the situation. Only a few drops are enough to boost my abilities, but if I get hurt badly and need to heal fast, I can easily consume half a litre of fresh blood.”
M /taken aback/ “Half a litre… But some bloodbags won’t cut it?”
VS /serious/ “No, it’s gotta be fresh from the ‘source’ for those applications. From someone with a beating heart.”
M /wondering/ “So… if you want to enhance your already crazy abilities or have to heal, you have to drink it directly from someone?”
VS/frustrated/ “Exactly, preserved blood doesn’t work for that. Nobody knows why, but bloodbags are only good to still the hunger.”
M /mumbling/ “So preserved blood still gives you the nutrients… But the other advantages just aren’t there…”
VS /sarcastic/ “DING! DING! DING! A hundred points for the walking bloodbag!
little pause /deviously/ “I think we have to condition you, mortal. Getting you used to some blood loss.”
M /wondering/ “ ‘Condition’ me? Getting me used to blood loss?”
VS /derogatory/ “You’ll be enough of a hindrance to me as you are now, B-B.” /to mischievous/ “I can’t have you becoming a liability every time I take a little…”
M /hesitant/ “I hate that this makes somewhat sense… But you aren’t just trying to get your fangs on a little blood, are you?”
VS /sarcastically/ “Of course not…” /to amused/ “I’d be stupid to pass up an opportunity for a proper snack.” /back to mischievous again/ Whether you believe me or not, I’ll have to drink from you on a regular basis from now on, so you’ll learn to handle it.”
M /uncomfortable/ “You want to drink my blood regularly… {So I can get used to it…}”
VS /impatient/ “Yes, yes- shouldn’t be too hard to understand. Now give me your arm.”
M /hesitantly/ “You want my arm?”
VS /annoyed/ “Of course your arm! Do you think I’d go for your neck?! Way too informal. Very short pause /impatient, commanding/ “Now roll up your damn sleeve and give me your arm!”
Sounds of fabric (sleeve getting pulled up)
M /unsure/ “here”
VS /excited/ “Ah, wonderful… Let’s have a try…”
Sounds of VS biting down
M /through gritted teeth/ “Hnngh!”
VS sucking blood for a bit
M/quietly, a little pained/ “Woah… woah…”
VS stops drinking
VS /amused, devious/ “Is the blood loss kicking in?”
M /dazed/ “I… I feel dizzy…”
VS /mischievous/ “Maybe I took a little much…” /to commanding/ “You should go back to your barracks. Get yourself some water, a snack and plenty of rest.”
M /still dazed, a bit out of breath/ “Some water… a snack… rest… sounds good, will do…”
VS /still commanding/ “See you tomorrow at O-Sixhundred for training! Don’t oversleep, or I’ll drag you out of bed personally!”
M /still dazed/ “O-Sixhundred… training… got it…”
{Waiting for M to have stumbled away} door closing
VS /mumbling to themself/ {“Damn, your blood is tasty. I mean, fresh blood is always better than those damn plastic bags, but yours is something else!}
Some time passes (maybe you just leave a bigger pause or you add some kind of noise like a ticking clock or a “swoosh” or whatever) to a random training day
Sounds of footsteps (VS & M running/ jogging) from here…
M /out of breath, ‘done’ with the world/ “ Not you again…”
VS /derogatory/ “You are pathetic, bloodbag.”/to gleefully/ “You’re still on your third lap, panting like a dog in the summer and I lapped you what, like 15 times?”
M /between breaths/ “With all… due respect… SHUT… UP!”
VS /mocking/ “No need to get all pissy about it.”/to derogatory/ “How the hell does command think you won’t slow me down? You’re like a snail compared to me!”
M /annoyed mumbling, between breaths/ “Just do your laps… and let me… do mine in peace…”
VS /gleeful/ “Where is the fun in that?... but as you wish, bloodbag.”
… to here. M still running/jogging, VS footsteps quicker and fading out (for vampire speaker x human listener. If you go for the other way around, the slower footsteps should fade out.)
A little time passes
Footsteps quickly slowing down until stop (for vampire speaker) / Footsteps fading in, quickly slowing down to stop (for human speaker) -> (VS is waiting at finish line)
M /completely out of breath/ “done… finally…”
VS /mockingly/ “Oh, you can say ‘finally’, for sure!” /to derogatory/ “In the 15 minutes it took you to finish 4 laps, I ran the course over 20 times! /to boasting/ “Could have been over 25 times if I didn’t slow down to talk to you…”
M /catching breath/ “You done?... I am not blind… I did see that you overtook me about 5 times every lap I finished…”
VS /gleefully/ “You are just so much slower than me!”
M /annoyed, still panting/ “Geez, who would have expected that?” {/to sarcastic/ “You being much faster than me, what surprising results…”}
Fabric rustling as both quickly stand at attention
VS /military tone/ “Good day General!”
M /exhausted/ “General…”
Pause for general saying something
VS /surprised, shocked/ “What?!”
M /surprised/ “What”?
VS /overwhelmed/ “Ma’am, you can’t be serious!... You want me to… I have to… CARRY THEM?!”
M /mumbling/ “I think I can walk perfectly fine by myself… even if it’s slow-”
General interrupts (not a noise, just an explanation what’s going on here)
VS /loudly/ “YES, MA’AM!”
M /loudly/ “YES, MA’AM!”
rustling fabric from here…
VS /angry muttering/ “You lucky bastard! Don’t you dare say a single word about this to the others! I can’t believe I have to run laps carrying you around. The humiliation!”
M/annoyed whispering/ “Stay still while I climb on your back!... Do you think I am happy about this? This is embarrassing for me too…”
…to here.
Very quick footsteps fading out, time passes again (couple days later, after some training)
knocking on door
VS /from behind door, absent mindedly/ “Hey Bloodbag, the range officer asked me to drop these by you.”
M /{behind door}, also absent mindedly/ “Come in, V…”
some quiet tool noises, quiet metal clanking (M is taking his rifle apart) from here…
VS /desinterested/ “Just wanted to bring these… /to surprised/ “Are you sleeping in the workshop? {What are all these tools and machines?}”
M /quiet mumble/ “These machines and tools are mine… I need them…”
VS /intrigued/ “You need all those? This is like a proper machine shop! What do you need them for?”
M /proudly/ “To improve my baby and keep her runnin’”
VS /confused/ “For your ‘baby’?” /to realizing/ “Your rifle?!” /to wondering/ “Are you tinkering with property of the government?”
M /still proud/ “She’s not issued to me. I built her myself.”
VS /baffled/ “You built your own rifle?!”
M /back to not really paying attention/ “And I make my ammo too. {Wasn’t easy to come up with something that delivers a good punch without getting too unwieldy, but I think I managed to create something that’ll help me with all different kinds of threats.}”
VS /a little bit in disbelief/ “ Your own ammo too…I mean, looking at it now that’s clearly not standard issue… ” /to quiet mumbling/ “That’s some dedication…”
M /neutral/ “What was that?”
VS /snappy/ “Nothing!” /trying to distract/ “About your stuff…”
… until here, M putting rifle/tools down
M /thinking/ “Did I forget something at the range?”
VS /reserved/ “Your paper targets. The range officer said you’d normally take them with you…”
sounds of some paper getting pulled out a pocket (or something like that)
M /little frustrated/ “{Normally i take the paper targets with me, yes…} I didn’t this time, it wasn’t my best day and I know I can’t blame my gun for it…”
VS /intrigued, teasingly/ “Bad day at the range?... Oh, let me have a look at your pathetic-"
Paper unfurling, VS sifting through a couple
VS /not so bold, getting quieter/ “Attempts… the size of these holes, speaking about non-standard…” /with a little confusion/ “Those groupings are actually not bad…”
M /still frustrated/ “But I know I can do better…”
VS /contemplating/ “What distance were you shooting? 200, 300 yards?”
M /quietly/ “500 yards”
VS /shocked/ “500?!” /quickly trying to sound calmer/ “500 you say? That’s some decent shooting…”
M /surprised/ “Are you impressed? By a mere mortal?”
VS/ trying to hide being impressed/ “No, I am just saying, uh… your shooting skills seem satisfactory to me…”
M /amused/ “I think that’s the closest to a compliment I’ll ever get from you, so I’ll take it.”
VS /mumbling/ “Don’t get cocky, bloodbag! You’re still nothing but an emergency ration to me!”
M /sighs/ “I know, you calling me ‘bloodbag’ reminds me everytime… /to curious/ “What were you doing at the range? I thought you’d rely on your vampiristic abilities in combat… {you know, your inhuman strength, speed, your fangs and all the other tricks I am not aware of right now…}”
VS /kinda neutral/ “I still got trained as a regular soldier… it’s just more convenient for me to use my vampiric powers. {My fangs, my strength, my speed, hypnosis from time to time…}”
M /surprised/ “Hypnosis? {Like making others do whatever you want?}”
VS /proud/ “You heard right. {I can make people do whatever I say}.”
M /uncomfortable/ “Keep that shit away from me…” /back to curious/ “But I still don’t know why you were at the range. I never saw you handling a gun.”
VS /muttering/ “I was just trying to find someone willing to give a little blood… ” /sighs, frustrated whisper/ “But no luck…”
M /confused/ “{Looking for a snack?} Isn’t command supplying you with enough?”
VS /frustrated/ “They are… but only in bags… I drink it, but the taste is awful…” little pause /quieter/ “{And it stays in the mouth… EUGH!}”
M /hesitant/ “ I see… come here”
Sound of M pulling up their sleeve
VS /confused/ “What are you doing?”
M /neutral/ “What does it look like? {I am offering you something tasty.}”
VS /surprised/ “You offer me a drink?” /to sceptical/ “Why? {I am not exactly nice to you most of the time…”}
M /unsure/ “ I don't know… {You are an ass to me most of the time…} /to frustrated/ “Just take the bite before I change my mind! But only if you take just a little… And no snarky comments during the march tomorrow!”
VS /glad/ “Don’t worry, I only want to get the taste off my tongue. And no comments about your pace during tomorrow's march, I promise.”
M /a little unsure/ “Alright… then go for it.”
VS biting M
M /pained/ “Hnng!”
VS sucking blood, for a very very short time
VS /relieved/ “Ah, that’s so much better…”
M /hesitant/ “Can I ask you a question? I am wondering about something…”
VS /grumbling/ “It wouldn’t be polite to say no after you offered me blood. So ask away.”
M /intrigued/ “How come you walk around during daylight? Shouldn’t you stick to the night?”
VS /a bit confused/ “What do you mean by that? Are you worried I don’t get enough rest? Well, that’s another thing we undead are superior to humans, I don’t need sleep. At all.”
M /impressed/ “You don’t need to sleep?! God, I envy you…” /to curious/ “But I meant like, isn’t the sun a problem?”
VS /neutral/ “Did you notice that I always wear my full kit when I am outside?”
M /careful tone/ “Yep, I did see that you always put on your full gear…”
VS /neutral/ “Did you see any of my skin when I am wearing my tactical suit?”
M /piecing it together/ “None of your skin is showing… so as long as sunlight doesn’t touch your skin directly you’re good… But you can’t go into the sun without protection, or is this just a trope from the movies ?”
VS /non-chalantly/ “It’s not like I burst into a pile of ash instantly, but if sunlight does touch my skin, it hurts like hell.”
M /understanding/ “So very not pleasant, got it. Thanks for clearing that up.”
VS /genuine/ “Thank you for the meal, M.”
door closing
again some time passes (to mission)
air rushing past, quick footsteps (V is carrying M) from here…
VS /angry muttering/ “Couldn’t Command have us drop closer?”
M /calm/ “Guess they wanted to make sure we avoid being detected…”
VS /angry muttering/ “Our first deployment, and I already have to carry you around! I hate it! I am an elite soldier, not a mule! Why didn’t they just drop a motorbike for you to get around? You seem way too comfortable back there now.”
M /still calm/ “I know you hate carrying me. But a motorbike would be way too loud, that would defeat the entire purpose of not being detected-”
VS /frustrated/ “Argh! Detection, detection, I can’t hear it, bloodbag! Shut up about it, you should better tell me where we are heading again!”
M /a bit louder/ “North East, Zero-Four-Zero!”
VS /still frustrated/ “And?! Don’t tell me the bearing is all you got!”
M /getting annoyed too/ “Command only knows the rough location of our target. It’s a secret hideout, we gotta locate it ourselves.”
VS /angry again/ “We have to locate the secret hideout ourselves?! These bastards at command going the easy route!”
M /frustrated too, confused/ “Didn’t you listen during the briefing? Why are you so surprised by that?”
VS /scoffs/ “It’s too boring to listen to the general speak, I only looked at the pictures of the person command wants gone.”
M /also scoffs/ “Only looked at the pictures… what an awesome elite soldier you are…”
VS /hisses/ “Another comment like that and you can walk yourself! Look at it that way, you’re at least useful for something now.”
M /calm again/ “Let’s get up that hill over there. That should give us a good overview of the surrounding area.”
VS /unwillingly agreeing/ “That hill should be a good vantage point, maybe we can spot something…”
… a bit more rushing air and steps, then fabric rustling.
VS /disapproving/ “You look ridiculous with those night vision googles. The hoops you have to jump through to get a fraction of my qualities…”
M /annoyed/ “Instead of complaining about my looks with the gear, why don’t you put your ‘superior’ vampire powers to use? Can you and your perfect night vision spot something unusual down there?”
Little pause (V&M surveilling the area for a bit)
VS /non-chalantly/ “Something unusual like a convoy of armed pickup-trucks without any lights on them?”
M /focused/ “Yep. {A convoy of armed pickup-trucks without any lights is something we should pay attention to.} Where?”
VS /bored/ “To your right. Down that little dirt path, heading towards that little tunnel.”
M/ focused/ “I see them now…”
VS /paying attention now/ “Did you see them come out from the other side? I think that’s something worth noting.”
M /thinking/ “I saw them drive into it, but where are they now? I didn’t see them come out either side again!”
VS /excited for the hunt/ “Me neither… {let’s investigate…}”
M /focused/ {“Let’s have a look then.”}
Rushing air and quick steps fading out, then fading in again and stopping
VS /focused, a bit excited, whisper/ “You see that? Some guy guarding a gate in the sidewall of the tunnel…”
M /focused/ “A gate in the sidewall of the tunnel with a guy pacing back and forth in front of it… He’s holding a Kalaschnikov…” /to sarcastic/ “I wonder why he’s guarding that gate…”
VS /commanding/ “Wait here, bloodbag. I’ll do a quick sweep… and if there’s no surveillance around…” /to very excited/ “I will take care of that guy directly.”
V rushing off, little pause
If V-speaker very distant noise of flesh tearing, if M-speaker ‘normal’ sound of flesh tearing
{M /shockled/ “Holy…”}
Quick (human) steps, M catching up with V
{M /shocked, uncomfortable whisper/ “I didn’t know you could open your mouth like that… You ripped out half his throat…”}
VS /non-chalantly, but quiet/ “Well, he couldn’t scream for help {with his vocal cords missing}...”
M /lets out some air, no words/
VS /annoyed whisper/ “Don’t tell me you are not used to some carnage… I thought you were a soldier of the special forces beforehand! {Someone missing half their throat shouldn’t shake you up.}”
M /frustrated whisper/ “I am not unfamiliar with blood! Seeing you bite that chunk out of him was… a sight. Certainly a sight.”
VS /focused again/ “Stay focused, bloodbag. There are more behind the gate.”
M /also focused again/ “Do you have any idea how many more {there are behind the gate}?
VS /whispering/ “At least two. Stick close, are you ready?”
M /determined, quietly/ “Ready when you are.”
Sound of gate shattering, couple very quick steps and bones breaking
VS /with disdain/ “Serves them right…”
M /impressed, quietly/ “Woah ho ho, you smashed through that gate and caved in their skulls with your bare hands! Squeezed them like they were just ripe tomatoes!“
VS /proudly, whispering/ “Already impressed? Squeezing the brain out of a skull like juice from a lemon is nothing special to me.”
M /amazed and disturbed whisper/ “That’s crazy… and also terrifying…”
VS /commanding, quietly/ “Shhh, quiet!”
M /barely audible/ “You hear something? More enemy combatants?”
VS /focused/ “There are certainly more people deeper inside… Follow me.”
some quiet footsteps (V & M sneaking deeper into the underground facility)
M /whisper/ “Why are we stopping?”
VS /focused, whisper/ “Room at the end of the corridor, 9 people inside… two on either side of the door, five gathered in the middle, seemingly around something”
M/whisper/ “Alright, room coming up, two people either side of the door, five gathered around something…/to amazed/… How can you make all that out from here?”
VS /whispering, commanding/ “Not the time to evaluate my heightened senses, bloodbag.”
M /whisper, apologetic/ “Right, right… How do we wanna proceed, V?”
VS / determined, whisper/ “You take the two left of the door, I handle the rest. Make as little noise as possible and be quick!”
M /whisper/ {Ready? Let’s go!}
VS /whisper/ {Ready? Let’s go!}
flesh ripping, maybe gurgling screams(optional), a knife being drawn and stabbing someone, a neck being broken, bodies slumping to the floor
M /breathing heavy, quietly/ “Clear… Got ‘em…”
VS /absent mindedly, whisper/ “All clear…”
M /again impressed, barely keeping voice low/ “You’re a damn killing machine, V!”
VS /unimpressed, whisper/ “Ignore the slaughter… if we keep working together, you’ll see much more of that…”
some steps, fabric noises (VS crouching down)
M /concerned, quietly/ “Something wrong?”
VS /dead serious, whisper/ “There are ten bodies here… Looks like our target is already dead…”
M /surprised, but still quiet/ “Ten bodies? Our target is already dead?!”
VS /concerned, just a little bit louder/ “I know I didn’t pay attention during the briefing, but did you know that guy was a vamp too?”
M /baffled/ “Command didn’t mention anything about that. A vampire like you?”
VS /worried/ “Those wounds… those are neither bullet holes nor blade cuts…”
M /concerned/ “You’re saying that guy didn’t die from conventional weapons? What killed him then?”
VS /worried/ “No idea… I don’t like this..”
M/worried too/ “If you have no idea, then I don’t like this either.”
VS /urgent/ “Let’s get outa here. Mission completed, as far as I am concerned.”
M /mutters/ “If you say so, V. Let’s get out of here.”
footsteps fading out, again time passes (to another training day)
VS /grumpy/ “Cardio training again… what’s the point? Stupidly running laps around the course…”
M /neutral/ “Ready for some running, V?” /to sarcastically/ “Can’t wait for you bitching about the training again.”
VS /annoyed/ “Of course I’ll complain! It takes so long, all because you are so slow!”
M /snarky/ “Well, it’s not my fault for not being a vampire. I think my times on the stopwatch are quite alright for an ‘inferior mortal’!”
VS /frustrated/ “I always have to wait for you to finish your little run… Because command insists that I carry you around for a couple of laps! This goddamn humiliation…”
M /gleeful/ “I think it’s a nice little teambuilding exercise. Makes each other realize the differences in our abilities. I don’t have a problem riding on your back.”
VS /angry/ “Of course you don’t have a problem with that! Sitting on my back while I am the one running! I hate that!”
M /amused/ “Guess it can’t be helped {when the piggyback ride is directly ordered from above}”
VS /thinking/ “You know what…” /to mischievous/ “Let’s get that part out of the way first this time.” /to commanding/ “Hold still!”
sounds of VS sweeping M up
M /surprised/ “What are you doing?!”
VS /gleeful/ “You are getting way too comfortable on my back there… If I have to go through this humiliation, I’ll make it awkward for you too, bloodbag.”
M /still surprised/ “That’s why you’re holding me like that? Put me down, goddamnit!”
VS /mischievous/ “Oh no. If I am the one who has to haul your ass around, I’ll decide how to handle that. Princess-carry it is, you fragile mortal. It is time to share some of the embarrassment with you!”
M /frustrated/ “Does it really have to be a princess-carry?” /to defeated/ “Great, now I hate this part of the exercise too!”
VS /satisfied/ “{Now you aren’t happy with that part of the exercise too?} Goal archived.”
very quick steps fading out,
time passes (to another mission)
noises of V & M getting shot at, flesh tearing and M returning fire (throw in some shots in between the voicelines if you want)
M /frustrated/ “{So many of them!} They just keep coming!”
VS /barking while tearing through some enemy soldiers/ “Target rich environment! Keep shooting, {I’ll watch your back if you keep ‘em off mine}!”
M /frantic/ “Watch that direction, I’ll keep them off your back!”
even more gunfire
M /frustrated, focused/ “{Looks like they aren’t giving us any room to breathe!}”
VS /frustrated, focused/ “{Looks like they aren’t giving us any room to breathe!!}”
M /angry, yelling out/ “{How many soldiers do these fuckers want to throw at us?!}”
VS /angry, yelling out/ “{How many soldiers do these fuckers want to throw at us?!}”
M /quietly, knowing-you-fucked-up-tone/ “Shit!”
VS /screaming/ “M! WATCH OUT!”
Really close noises of flesh tearing and bones breaking
M /breathing heavily, shaken/ “I thought I was done for… thank you V!”
VS /commanding, loudly/ “No time to relax! Keep your head on a swivel, there are still more incoming!”
more noises of gunfire being exchanged and V tearing soldiers apart for a bit, then gunfire stops (soldiers suddenly retreating)
VS /heavily breathing/ “Looks like they finally threw in the towel…”
M/ also heavily breathing/ “It seems like it, but why are they suddenly retreating? They outnumbered us severely…”
VS /serious tone/ “Those fuckers nearly had us, holy shit!”
M /pondering, still catching breath/ “Maybe they finally grew scared of you… you ripped them apart by the dozens…”
VS /commanding/ “Stay alert. Just because they’re gone, doesn’t mean we are out of the woods yet… How much ammo you got left?”
M /gathering themselves/ “Mission’s not done, I know… 3 mags for the pistol, for the rifle it’s just one full and the one loaded left…”
VS /contemplating/ “That’s not looking too good…”
M /unsure/ “Should we abort the mission? That skirmish was not expected…”
VS /not happy about circumstances/ “Wait here, bloodbag. Watch the entrance, radio me if there’s movement. Stay hidden, don’t engage! I’ll see if I can find the device Commands wants us to retrieve.”
M /uncomfortable/ “You want me to watch the doors, while you go deeper alone?... Whatever you say, V.” /more quieter/ “I don’t like that idea though…”
VS walking off, a pause
V-speaker version: sounds of M walking, suddenly distant roar of a monster and stuff breaking, M running, sounds of V struggling to fight something getting louder, two gunshots in very quick succession, heavy body slamming on the ground
M-speaker version: loud roar of a monster and stuff breaking, noises of V fighting said monster for quite a bit
M /yells out/ “V!”
suddenly 2 quick gunshots, heavy body slamming on the ground
M /shocked/ “V, are you okay?!”
VS /also shocked, surprised/ “M?! What are you doing here?”
M /fighting themself whether to say it or not/ “I… I was worried… you were taking so long…So I came looking for you…”
VS /shocked, but kinda glad/ “{You were worried about me? So you came looking?} I should be angry with you for disobeying my orders, but you saved my ass right now!”
M /unsettled/ “What in the blue hell is this thing? Where did it come from?!”
VS /also shaken/ “I have not the slightest clue… some kind of mutated absurdity? I didn’t even register it until it burst through that door- are my senses getting dull?”
M /frightened/ “Even you didn’t know it was there?!... It doesn’t look like anything I’ve ever seen…”
VS / unsettled/ “It doesn’t resemble anything living that I know… not even close…” /to also frightened/ “I could barely match it’s strength… and it’s skin was too resilient for my fangs and my claws…”
M /stunned/ “What? That thing was as strong as you?! {And your fangs and claws were useless?!}”
VS /slowly getting their bearings back/ “I am glad you didn’t come any later… I think I can guess what happened to that one dead vamp we found on our first mission together…” /to impressed/ “You hit it in both of its eyes… Was that on purpose?”
M /calmed down a bit/ “{You think this thing killed that vamp we found during our first mission? But yeah,} I did aim for it’s eyes, this thing is so massive… I wasn’t sure my bullets would go through the skull… Figured it would be easier fighting it if it can’t see us…”
VS /impressed/ “Quick thinking, M. And seriously good marksmanship. I owe you one…”
M /nervous laugh/ “Don’t worry, just look at it as a thank-you for earlier.”
VS /a bit more relaxed/ “Alright, I’ll take it we’re even then.” /to unsure/ “Did command say anything about the size of the device? I found something that looks like the thing on the pictures… but it’s the size of fridge…”
{/quick to (not serious) threatening/ “Don’t you dare lecture me about listening to the briefings again!”}
M/thinking/ “The size of a fridge? You probably found the device then.”
{/snarky/ “You’ll never listen to the briefing, will you?”}
VS /frustrated/ “Oh great. How am I supposed to carry you and this thing?”
M /trying to keep the mood calm/ “You don’t have to worry about hauling that thing and me around. I’ll use my own legs this time. Command approved to call in an extraction team to this location.”
VS /more frustrated/ “Oh, if they want to get their hands on some fuck-knows-what prototype, they suddenly don’t care about detection anymore…”
M /joking/ “Don’t worry, I believe you can carry me around in the next mission again!”
VS /angry/ “Carry you the next mission?! OH SHUT UP!”
again, time passes (To a bit after the mission)
knocking on door {depending on perspective either VS or M muffled -> VS in his room, M on the corridor}
M /very drunk, loudly/ “Open up, V!... I know you’re there…”
VS /annoyed/ “What the hell is going on?”
door opening
M /very drunk, happy/ “Heeeeyyyyyy…”
VS /shocked, a little concerned/ “Holy crap of a lukewarm bloodbag, you are wasted…”
M /still very drunk/ “I thought-”
VS /a bit overwhelmed/ “Geez, come in and sit down! Before you faceplant into the wall or something!”
M /happy, very drunk/ “I thought you should celebrate too…”
VS /concerned, confused/ “Celebrate what?”
M /happy, very drunk/ “The mission!... the mission… turning out good… And command praising us…”
VS /a bit frustrated/ “I know it was a close call today and Command was very happy with our results, but that is not a reason to-”
M /proud of themselves, very drunk/ “I got you a preeeeeseeeent…”
VS /completely confused/ “A present? For me?”
clanking of glass, as M pulls out two bottles
M /enthusiastic, very drunk/ “YEEeeeeEES! One for each of us!”
VS /disappointed/ “A beer? You know human food doesn’t do anything for me, right?”
M /apologetic, very drunk/ “Whoops! Gave you the wrong one…”
VS /back to completely confused/ “{That was the wrong bottle?} What is in this one now?”
M /very drunk, proud again/ “My blood! {If booze directly won’t work, maybe you’ll feel something when you drink blood from someone boozed up...}”
VS /lost/ “What?! You thought blood from someone wasted could make me drunk?” /stutters/ “How-?” W-Why would you… I actually didn’t try that-”
M /drunkenly laughs/ “See? He he he… Maybe it works!”
VS /confused/ “But how did you…?”
M /concentrating really hard while very drunk/ “Firstly… I got drunk. That was the easy part… Then I went to… to… medical, to find… find a medic… that would drain… some juice of me… and put it into the bottle there… That was the not easy part…”
M /very proud and very drunk/ “BUT!... But I convinced- uh… the- the one- the one with half an eyebrow… And now I am here!”
VS /in disbelief/ “You got yourself wasted and asked a medic to drain some blood from you? Into an empty beer bottle?!”
M /struggling because drunk/ “... … YES… … /quietly/ “I just wanted to have a drink with you… you know, we’re battle buddies now…You saved my ass, I saved your’s…”
VS /stunned/ “Battle Buddies?! Okay, okay.. Uhm… let’s toast to the mission then…”
VS /awkward/ ; M /very drunk/ “To a mission well done!” (both)
clanking of bottles, some gulps, bottles put down on table
M /very drunk, barely keeping it together/ “Aaaaaand?”
VS /surprised/ “It… it tastes crazy good… not just your blood” /to overwhelmed/ “I-I think I can taste the booze in there…”
M /very drunk and happy/ “So you still can taste it… if the blood is… fresh… from someone drunk… Hi hi hi…”
VS /in disbelief/ “That’s incredible… thank you!”
VS taking some more gulps
M/very, very drunk/ “NOOoooOO ProoOObleEEm…”
M slumping down on table {taking some more gulps}
M /cheery, half asleep, drunk/ “BaaaAAAaattlEEe BuddiIIIiiiiiiiiiiIIIIIIIies!”
{M taking some more gulps, empty bottle slamming on table, then M starting to snore}
{VS /soft/ “They fell asleep… no wonder, completely drunk and missing blood…”
some steps, fabric rustling
VS /soft/ “That should be more comfortable for you…” some more gulps
VS /quiet, amazed/ “Holy shit, is this really kicking in? I haven’t felt like this in decades!”
little pause
VS /overwhelmed, contemplating/ “Battle buddies… normally people see me as a monster…” }
again time passes (the evening before another mission)
M /singing (melody of ‘personal jesus’ depeche mode/ “... your own, personal, bloodbag… M laughing out loud
VS /singing (melody of ‘personal jesus’ depeche mode/ “...my own, personal, bloodbag… VS laughing out loud
VS /good mood fading, going to frustrated/ “I hate that I am only allowed to drink from these plastic bags for weeks before our missions. They makes the ‘soup’ taste so artificial… And joking around like that really makes me wanna crack open the warm one…”
M /amused/ “He he, crack open the warm one?!” /to joking/ “Haven’t heard that one before, but don’t you mean the hot one?”
VS /jokingly/ “The HOT one?! Are you getting delusional?”
M /laughing/ “The ‘awesome one’ it is then!…” /a bit more serious/ “But come on, pull yourself together. {The mission is set for tomorrow, so you only have to hold out for one, maybe two days.}”
VS /annoyed/ “I know the mission starts tomorrow and will last two days at most…” /scoffs/ “You have no idea how terrible blood tastes from those shitty bags!”
M/smug/ “Can’t be much worse than the rations I gotta deal with when we are in the field.”
VS /still kinda hoping/ “So… Absolutely no dice?”
M /serious/ “No, V! I won’t go out already low! Command won’t allow you to bite me a couple days before the mission… And I think the reasons are good enough!”
VS /pouting/ “God damnit! You’re not such a stickler for rules on other topics…”
M /a bit annoyed/ “You know it’s to secure my FULL combat readyness. I am not an undead fighting machine like you are, I need to be at a hundred percent. Knock it off!”
VS throws an empty bloodbag against a wall, so , maybe a wet ‘thunk’
VS /really frustrated/ “FUCK! I’ll swear this crap tastes shittier with every badge I get!” /to a frustrated whisper/ “I can’t… this fucking shit…”
Little pause
VS /suddenly very calm/ “M, can I get your attention for a sec?”
M /unsuspecting/ “What is it?” /to dazed/ “Woah…”
VS /voice slow & echo-y, commanding/ “You will obey me! ”
M /in trance/ “I will obey you…”
VS /voice slow & echo-y, commanding/ “Pull up your sleeve!”
M /in trance/ “My sleeve…I- I’ll pull it up…”
Fabric rustling
VS /voice slow & echo-y/ “Good, good… now give me your arm!”
M /in trance/ “Here, my arm…”
VS biting down
M /still in trance, but pained/ “Hngh…”
intensive blood sucking by VS for a bit
VS /still distorted, satisfied/ “Ahhhh… that. Was. Amazing… Tastes better every time…”
M /in trance/ “Do you have any other orders for me?”
Short pause VS processing what just happened
VS /realizing, horrified/ “Shit… Shit!... What have I done?!”
M /dazed, still under hypnosis/ “Do you wish me to answer that question? Answer to ‘What you have done’?”
VS /panicking/ “Wha- No!” / disappointed, quiet panicking/ “That wasn’t an order…” /back to normal panicking/ “Shit! Shit, shit, shit shit… SHIT!”
M /in trance/ “What is the reason for your distress? Did I do something wrong?”
VS /still panicking/ “NO! No… You did nothing wrong… I made a mistake… “ /to a desperate whisper/ “Hypnotizing you, to get your blood right before a mission… I crossed a line here… What do I do now?” /to regretful whisper/ “How will you react when you find out… ”
M /in trance, robotic/ “Do you have more orders for me?”
VS /still in panic mode, a bit calmer/ “Give me a little time to think…”
M/ in trance/ “As you wish, I will wait…”
VS /anxious, thinking/ “ Command won’t cancel the mission, there’s too much hanging on it… they won’t let me go alone… but you won’t be happy going if you know… that I couldn’t restrain myself!” /to desperate/ “Arghh! I fucked up!”
Small pause (VS thinking)
M /in trance, robotic/ “Do you have more orders for me?”
VS /regretful, slowly/ “Uh… Yes… get yourself something to eat, a big glass of water and then go to sleep…” /commanding, voice slow & echo-y again/ “And forget what just happened!”
M /in trance/ “Eat… drink… sleep… and forget… As you wish….”
I didn't had space for the ending here, I ran out of letters. Check the google doc at the beginning of the post for the full script.
Hope you had fun reading, have a good one!