Post by Xinder on Feb 1, 2010 16:14:13 GMT -5
Warm. Tasty. Delicious. Bloody. Messy.
He ripped another piece of the man's trachea out with his teeth, satiating his hunger with the flesh of the human. Second Lieutenant Schrödinger was truly at bliss on the battlefield. Leaping from his latest meal, he descended on another man who had been shooting him with terrible aim. Without taking the time to kill the man, Schrödinger simply dug his teeth into the man's arm, ripping it off with his incredible jaw strength.
After the ressurection, Schrödinger had been promoted to Second Lieutenant for his actions in keeping the Nazi regime alive before being shipped back to Greece to deal with the resistance. And deal with them he did. Ostensibly, he was there because the Greek battlefield needed a CO; the real reason he was there was to regain his strength by feeding on humans.
Standing atop the mound of bodies, he gave an all clear signal while licking the blood from his lips. The panzers moved in and obliterated anything that moved while the Werwolf calmly walked past them in the opposite direction. The flames of the city reflected off of his face, showing a look into his soul much farther than most would dare to look. The depravity in his eyes was proof of the depths one sinks to as a warrior of Millenium.
He ripped another piece of the man's trachea out with his teeth, satiating his hunger with the flesh of the human. Second Lieutenant Schrödinger was truly at bliss on the battlefield. Leaping from his latest meal, he descended on another man who had been shooting him with terrible aim. Without taking the time to kill the man, Schrödinger simply dug his teeth into the man's arm, ripping it off with his incredible jaw strength.
After the ressurection, Schrödinger had been promoted to Second Lieutenant for his actions in keeping the Nazi regime alive before being shipped back to Greece to deal with the resistance. And deal with them he did. Ostensibly, he was there because the Greek battlefield needed a CO; the real reason he was there was to regain his strength by feeding on humans.
Standing atop the mound of bodies, he gave an all clear signal while licking the blood from his lips. The panzers moved in and obliterated anything that moved while the Werwolf calmly walked past them in the opposite direction. The flames of the city reflected off of his face, showing a look into his soul much farther than most would dare to look. The depravity in his eyes was proof of the depths one sinks to as a warrior of Millenium.
