Board Thread:Role Playing/@comment-24852191-20170108023249/@comment-24852191-20170206161433


 * As Alucard walks down the corridor, several soldiers cladded in white armor run around the corner. They come to a stop in front of the crimson vampire. One of them calls out.

Soldier: Halt right there! How did you get aboard?


 * Alucard grins.

Alucard: Need I give a response?


 * The lead soldier raises his weapon.

Soldiers: A Corellian wise acre, eh? TK-555, cuff him, we're taking him in for questioning. He might know something.

TK-555: Yes, sir.

Alucard: I wouldn't advise you to touch me. It could be the last thing you do.

TK-555: Yeah, yeah, shut up. Save it for the captain.


 * Alucard frowns slightly and, in a blur, impales TK-555 with his right hand. The soldier screams in agony as Alucard grabs a rib and ripps it out. The other soldiers watch in horror. Thier leader yells out.

Soldier: Blast the scum!


 * They raise their weapons and unleash a barrage of red bolts. Alucard stands in front of Symphony, taking all the hits. He takes 10 in the chest, 3 in the legs, and 7 in the head. He falls tto the floor in a bloody cauderizing mess. The .454 Casull drops out of his coat pocket and onto the floor with a loud CLANG.