- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- Writing Levels
- Adept
- Advanced
- Preferred Character Gender
- Primarily Prefer Male
- Genres
- fantasy, sci-fi
Rotter stumbled out of the bar. Flames engulfing him as he walked out into the street. "Oh will you sssshut up already?" In a blur his revolver materializes in his hand and calmly shoots the vampire in his kneecaps. As the flames slowly burn off his dead skin Rotter turns around as a guard tries to tackle him. With surprising agility he draws his revolver again and blasts the hand off the guard. The vampire guard falls to the ground in pain and Rotter gives off an unsettling cackle. "itsssss been sssooolong ssince I had barbeque!" He then jumps onto the screaming guard and starts eating him alive. Nearby demons recoil in fear as the burning corpse rips off the guard's head and cackles loudly as blood and gore drip out of his mouth. "I guessss he could have...ussed a hand!" Rotter laughs insanely as he walks over to the dismembered hand and chucks it at the vampire prince.