Near the beginning of the game, Richter comes across a gigantic rock. "Hmm, guess I'll just have go over it." He doesn't mind the effort but bats stop him before he can jump onto the rock.
"YAAAAAARGH! NOT AGAIN!" Ever since that horrible incident involving toothpaste, diapers, a fake stripper, latex gloves, and some unmentionable parts, Richter had became deathly terrified of bats. He swings his whip around frantically, all the while, screaming like a little girl. "AAAAAIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!"
A whole bunch of noises occur. Even though he heard the sound of bats dieing, it's the sound of a boulder smashing that got Richter to stop flailing around and, thank goodness, stop screaming.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-Eeek?" He uncovers his eyes. There's a delicious looking pot roast in front of him. Richter blinks twice. He turns his head around to see if anybody left it here or if it's a trap. Nothing is behind him but dead bat bodies.
"?" He prods the wonderful smelling meat. His stomach rumbles. "I suppose..." He sits down where he is and eats the Castlevania pot roast in one bite. "Mmmmm! ...YUMMY! An excellent meal! I must go find some more!" After much grunting, he staggers upright. His belly is protruding so much he seems eight months pregnant. He walks and whistles offscreen. He has to hold his stomach because it jiggled uncontrollably with every step.
(LATER)
After whipping the living crap out of some skeletons, Richter's belly ROARS. "Whoah, better find something to eat before I become a skeleton myself!"
Richter searches around for a destructible wall. "C'mon, there's gotta be some food lying around somewhere!" He finds a turkey. "YES!" Like before, he eats it in one bite.
(LATER AGAIN)
Richter is fighting against Galamoth. He's losing. After getting too close to death, he dives to a corner of the room. It buys him valuable but vanishing time away from the giant. Galamoth is walking towards the corner.
But Richter doesn't seem too concerned about that. He's busy cradling his stomach. Suddenly, he slaps a hand over his mouth. He's looking very green.
Galamoth stops. He wonders what the heck's going on.
Richter's shoulders shook until he finally barfed. He kept on barfing. Galamoth's feet are starting to get wet.
"Eww!" The giant yelled.
Richter kept on barfing. Galamoth's knees were getting wet.
Galamoth wondered how can a human have that much stomach acid in him.
Richter was still vomiting. Galamoth was starting to drown. He regrets not installing that drain into the floor. With a godzilla-like cry, Galamoth submerged into the vomit and never again rose.
A full hour later, Richter stopped vomiting.
And that's why Richter wasn't allowed to eat food found on the floor in the game. Remember, kids. Alucard can afford to eat food that's been lying around because he's not human. You are.
Alucard walks in waving a finger of stern disapproval. "Uncle Alucard says always avoid salmonella or any other food-related disease. Lest your fate be that of Belmont."
Richter vomited again.