Characters:
eatingwings &
spectrologism (and maybe
vatheon)
Location: Plaza
Time: right after
thisStyle: First
Status: Pretty open up in here
[ have some copypasta Alucard is like a little kid on Christmas morning with all these zombies. Grinning like a maniac, he's firing off his
massive pistols, tearing up the zombie mermaids that are coming through the barrier to shreds. He's just about to run out of ammo-- Which is why he asked for Hanna to get his skinny ass down to the Plaza. The boy was good with runes, which meant that he should know a rune that enabled a continuous supply of ammo. Alucard liked the challenge of all these weak meatbags being thrown at him. It would have been far to easy to simply call upon his familiars and transform his body to wipe out all these zombies...
Alucard picked up the patter of running sneakers. Good. ]
You made excellent time, Mister Cross.